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IC: Draco - Hallways "That I am. However, if you think it is my job to protect the weak from any sort of combat, then you are sorely mistaken. My job is to enforce the rules of Headmaster Icarax." I pause for a moment. "If you want to not get caught up in a fight, then avoid them. As for your senses, learn to control them. Embrace them, and don't shy away from them."
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@ Frog
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IC: Draco - Hallways Oh for the love of the Makuta. Can a Rahkshi not defend themself? Can you even call yourself a Rahkshi if you require protection? I hold back another sigh. I suppose he is blind... Even so... "There isn't much I can do in this situation, unless you want me to assign an army of Porters to guard you. And even then, that would look ridiculous, and Porters can be easily countered. So, I'll give this piece of advice. Learn the fullest potential of your other senses, and think about how you can use them in a battle."
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IC: Draco I hold back a sigh of impatience. I wanted to reach the gym as quick as possible, and distractions like this were hampering my progress. Even so, this could be important... "What do you want?" I say wearily to Frog. What a bizarre looking Rahkshi... Not that I have room to speak.
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IC: Draco - Hallways I listen to the conversation for a moment, before sighing. "Well, it looks like I'm done here. Let me know if that Rahk bothers you again. Also, think on my question to you. Now, if you'll excuse me..." I start walking off towards the gym, thoughts pounding in my head. I solved an argument... Peacefully. Why? Normally, I would not hesitate to bust some heads together, and show my power. Am I becoming soft? ... No. That's not it... Surely not. I honestly had no better answer, sadly. I need to train more. Good thing I'm heading to the gym... OOC: Draco OFI.
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IC: Draco - Hallways I frown as Hollow walks off. The clutched hands showed his anger, or determination, though what about, I did not know. I scan around... Now... Where is... There. I spot a Porter, cleaning the hallways. "You there." I say, gesturing it to come towards me. Normally, a Porter would ignore a student, but thanks to my status, the being complies, and shuffles over to me. "Alert all other Porters to keep watch over A large, black and white Rahkshi with red eyes, with a variation that is most likely, but not for certain, Cyclone. Notify me if said Rahkshi causes any problems to any of the student body." The Porter makes a whirring noise, as if in acknowledgement, before scurrying off, most likely in search of other Porters to spread my message. Turning back to Canvas, I say, "Unless that Rahkshi physically attacked you, then there isn't really anything I can do to punish him. However, I can keep an eye on him, so if he gets out of hand... Punishment will be delivered."
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IC: Draco - Hallways "You are right about the violence. Many Rahkshi here leave behind a trail of blood and death... Myself more than most. So, bravo to you for trying to change things. I must pose this question, though: What happens if you meet a Rahkshi, deadset on violence, and you can't avoid confrontation?" I say, before pausing for a moment. I open my mouth again, and say something that a few months ago, I never would have said. "You should apologize to the one you argued with. It's obvious you offended him somehow, even if you don't remember. Try to reconnect the bond, even if he doesn't wish to rejoin. After all, to lose those you consider friends can be crushing... Perhaps to a point where continuing to live isn't an option.." I say that last part with an edge in my voice, before turning to Hollow. "As for you, I see no true reason why you should continue to bother these Rahkshi. Know this: If I ever catch you trying to stir up trouble when there is no issue... We're going to have some problems."
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IC: Draco - Hallways Frowning slightly, I turn to Hollow. "While violence is certainly present in this school, that does not mean every student is a warrior, ready to rush into battle at a moment's notice. Peace does not mean death necessarily. And also, from what I hear, this was a simple difference of opinions, one which he didn't take lightly- Not an attack on his physical form. Now, that said..." I turn back to Canvas and co. "Peace is not a bad thing, but heed my advice: There will come a time where your hearth and home are threatened, and you must defend yourself, lest you lose your life and everything you have ever worked for. So, if threatened, be prepared to stand up to the challenge. That does not mean that you must fight and cause pain wantonly. It's a balancing act."
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IC: Draco - Hallways I frown. "What was this argument about? Details, if you would, as I don't feel like standing about all day asking questions. I have other duties to attend to."
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IC: Draco - Hallways "I see..." I say thoughtfully. I recognize the big one's type. He thinks he's the toughest Rahkshi around, and likes to throw his weight around. Somewhat like how I used to be. "I have to ask: Why were you against your brother joining a peace organization? And to you," I shift my gaze to Canvas. "Why did you leave him here?"
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IC: Draco - Hallways "Enough." I say to Hollow and Canvas as I stroll towards them, being drawn by the shouting. "I don't know what this is about, but your shouting is quite... Aggravating." I click my talons together, letting my words sink in. "Now, before I have to knock you both out to silence you, let's discuss the situation like the civilized beings we are." I lean against the wall, quietly observing both Hollow and Canvas.
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Honestly, that isn't a problem. The problem is Wyrd seems to have disappeared, so no characters are getting approved.
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IC: Leviathan - Gym "I have to agree with the contestant who is fighting properly. Despite his apparent ineptitude, he has some skill at staying relatively unharmed. Not only that, but he has strategies that are... Unorthodox. He is unpredictable, and it may only be a matter of time before one works. Also, if this tournament is about skill, then let the 'victor' show that they can fight the unpredictable." I say from the ground, before narrowing my eyes. "Or, if he is truly inept, then let the victor give him a lesson..." With my piece said, I fall silent again to observe other battles.
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IC: Leviathan -Hallways/Gym After a bit of wandering about, I decide to enter the gym. Fighting, after all, was a necessity here, and if I was rusty, then my own skill would be my own undoing. I would not let this happen. However, my thoughts of training went to the back of my mind, as I set my gaze on the eight platforms, each containing two Rahkshi sparring... No, dueling, for this was not simple practice. It's a tournament, I realize. Part of training is understanding your opponent... Perhaps, observing each of them would let me. After all, I may fight each and every one of them. With that in mind, I simply cross my arms, looking for any and every crucial detail.
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IC: Draco Time. In this place, it is one of the hardest things to track. A day can feel like months, or it can feel like a split second. No one really understands it here. So when I start to awaken, my first thought is: how long was I out? Groggily, I push myself up from off my bed, and stand up. popping my neck, I shift my gaze over to a corner in my dorm, where several items are being covered by my cloak. I grab the cloak with my talons, and put it on, while simultaneously revealing my stash of weapons: My two longswords currently sheathed, the warhammer, and Necrosmith. Grabbing one of my two swords, I attach the sheath to the belt around my waist, then repeat the process with the other on my opposite side. Grabbing the other two weapons, I place them on my back. Ready again... I step out into the hallways proudly. Draco the Prefect was back. The school had perhaps changed during my slumber, but that didn't matter. The will of the Makuta was still something to live by. And I had to make sure everyone did. IC: Leviathan I fly back to the school. After all, what was there to fear? No one suspected me. At least, I didn't think so. The lack of search parties indicated so.and as for my task... That could wait. I was not ready to go back to my homeland... Yet. But eventually, I would return to set free my brethren. Landing at the front doorway, I smile a little. It was good to be back, admittedly, after so long. So, with my giant hookblade on my back, I stroll in, ready to continue with my purpose: to learn as much as I can about our new race... And how best to dispose of them. OOC: Draco and Leviathan OFI.
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Alright... So this game has been on my mind for a while. And I think that I'm going to join back in. However... not with the plethora of characters I made. There were just far too many there for me to handle. So... I'm giving up all but two of my characters, with those being Draco and Leviathan. In addition to that, I might make one other character. So, if any of you want to claim one of the others, just shoot me a PM. Other than that, I'm ready to hop back in.
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Just to let you know, Sergei has just laid claim to Shock and Mortsia.
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Hello, everyone. Soooo... Yeah, I've been gone way too long. But responsibilities are beginning to pile up on top of me. And as such... I cannot continue. I don't easily quit, but... There isn't really any path here for me. So, as such, I am giving all of my characters up. From crazy Shock to The Poet, from Draco, the Prefect, to Leviathan, who I didn't get to flesh out that well. I had plans for all of them, but I can't continue. So... Shoot me a PM if you are interested in one. And with that, I bid thee farewell.
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That was a ba-a-a-a-d joke, Ghidora....
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IC: Malattia - Infirmary A part of me wanted to wimp out and say I was sorry. Too late for that. "My point exactly..." I mutter under my breath, before speaking up. "You are making it seem like you are the miracle healer for... Xi, I'm guessing... And chasing away everyone who wants to help. This is making you appear really, really salty and unapproachable. You pushed over someone who couldn't fight back, and you shoved away two of your brother's saviors. So show a little gratitude, maybe?"
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IC: Pentalik - Nynrah I nod. "Alright, then. I'll go see what I can find on the subject at hand, then grab some of that... Whatever it is from the Refectory. It may be called food, but... It doesn't look like it. Anyways, I'll be back." With that said, I turn around and head back to the school. Let's hope there are no incidents today... IC: Mortsia - Dorm I frown a little at the mention of terrorizing the Matoran, but after a moment's thought, I realize it would be the only real option. While not necessarily noble, it would keep them on high alert to prevent Rahkshi attacks. I nod. "So, what do we need for your cloak? Fabric? Lightstones?" I ask, hopping down. IC: Malattia - Infirmary I look in shock at Hollow, who had just shoved Teer down. Don't pursue don't pursue don't... Well, that was a failed attempt. As much as I didn't want to start up any trouble, I couldn't just stand idly by as some brute denied his brother treatment for a fixable ailment... Not to mention they were being obscenely rude. I pursue after them. "Oy! What gives you the right to throw your weight around? Your acting like Icarax just promoted you to headmaster!" I shout at him as he rounds the corner.
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IC: Vitesse - Halls Well, that was a sudden change of pace. "Uh... That would be a no. Who even is in the police force?" I ask, intrigued. IC: Draco - Gym I ponder for a moment. "We could make the punishment another message. Like how we are here to serve as well as protect the student body. Maybe we should have you serve the gruel at the Refectory... That's just my two widgets, though." It's not likely that idea will stick... IC: Malattia - Infirmary I had been dozing off, when I hear Teer talking to someone else. Shaking myself awake, I look at who it wa- Oh. Well, this is awkward. Why was he so interested in Tear? Literally, no matter what we said, he would still follow us. "uh... Hello." I say, somewhat awkwardly. IC: Leviathan - School Roof I land on the outside of the school, out of view of anyone. Looking around, I force my feet to become thinner and shorter, like a normal Rahkshi's feet. Satisfied, I fly up to the roof, and I scurried over to a corner in a strange manner, almost nervously, zigzagging back and forth, leaving footprints of a smaller Rahkshi behind me in the dust. I arrive, and ever so gently, remove the head of Spezia from my casing. I place it down, and close up, before grabbing my jar and brush. Opening the jar, I dip my brush in, and begin to paint words, shakily- but this was on purpose. After a few moments, I step back. The words read: The beast is unchained. Woe to all. Personally, I felt like that was dramatic... Exactly like I wanted it. While I had no interest in theatrics, this crime scene showed someone other than me. I screwed the lid back on, and revert to flight mode, flying back to my cave. Onthe way, I drop the jar, to get rid of the evidence. OOC: Others later.
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Ah... That would be a couple of real life friends of mine... Who joined mainly to mess with me...
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... .... ... This is what I get for being gone for so long, and not really paying attention. Fate, you better watch out. Shock has nothing left to lose.
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IC: Shock - Courtyard I land in the courtyard, and approach the small headstone, with the name Nightmare engraved in it. "Hey there, old buddy old pal. Long day, huh? Yeah, it's been hard to keep busy, without evil goals and schemes. Ah, the good ol' days." No response. This is karzin stupid. What's the point? He's gone, and nothing could change that. I should... Use... The body to create a weapon... No, that would be an atrocity.... But this got me thinking. What if I could create some special weapon as a memorial, as well as something to defeat my enemies... With Nightmare. Maybe. I'll do some research. I turn around, and head to the library. IC: Vitesse - Halls No response. "Hey. Could I ask what exactly you are up to?" I ask Fountain, hiding my slight annoyance. Normally I'm not like this, but getting sucked into a cyclone really ruins your day. OOC: Others later. Shock OFI and Vitesse interacting with Fountain.
