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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro A bloodthirsty, quietly furious stare. "My...companion and I. We had inquiries. About your mission here." OOC: @Tarn @Toru Nui
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IC: Zai - Zakaz, McGrokk's Something in Yumiwak's interest that bordered inches of obsession awakened Zai's jealousy yet again. The warrior had clearly caught her lady's attention heavily. Zai sighed. She wasn't all too impressed by the gun, she was always more into blades. Blades were reliable, simple weapons, and you could cause a lot of pain with just a few simple movements. Yumiwak's weapon was the exception of course, though calling that a simple firearm would be a misnomer. She'd very nearly been on the recieving end of it a few moments prior, and was still grateful for her lady's mercy and compassion. OOC: @EmperorWhenua @Tarn @Vezok's Friend IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro "Hmph." Falh followed up on the opportunity, approaching the purple Legionaire with an expression that leaked suspicion and distrust. "Good morning." He muttered, red eyes boring into Ostrox. OOC: @Tarn @Toru Nui
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro Falh followed behind, leaving the airship. "The shady one. The one that almost looks like one of us." He pointed out to the Ta-Toa, in reference to Ostrox. "Our priorities are best spent on him. It seems our brothers have already greeted the other freak." OOC: @Tarn
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i will not take credit for the name change.
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, Entering Po-Koro And so, the two sped towards the town that was on fire, ready to save whoever they could. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl @Unreliable Narrator Approaching Po-Koro, bossman. IC: Vent - Zakaz, The Tunnels "What is it?" Vent asked, almost tempted to reach out and take it. OOC: @Burnmad @Snelly @Sparticus
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, Near Po-Koro At this, she laughed, adrenaline and excitement pumping through her. "Darlin', ya do what ya need. Just do me a favour." Mega tapped the window with the barrel of her gun, pulling her bandana up to her forehead with her other hand. "Roll ya windows down. They're clean, don't wanna ruin 'em with my shooter." This was it. It was her chance to be a hero. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, Near Po-Koro "...Ah, heck." She'd forgotten Yaushe was a Toa, still. Even with the wheeled shell, the foolhardy and brave soul of what was a Toa hero lay beneath. That nagged at her. She wanted to be a hero, desperately to be a Toa, but had never been given the chance. A Toa stone had never fallen into her hands, despite her internal pleas. Was it still possible? Could she still help, even without powers or an official duty? "...Well, darlin'...could I come with ya, at least?" OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, Near Po-Koro "It is trouble." Mega insisted, checking the ammunition in her scrap rifle and repeatedly looking out of the window. "We gotta turn around. That reeks of Warskak. They'll scrap you if they catch us, but it'll be worse for me! Fresh heartlights, they like!" OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Vent - Zakaz, The Tunnels Vent was beginning to be made uncomfortable. "Hey, cut it out! It isn't funny! Varian's not an Aspect, or whatever that is. Wait..." They turned to Providence, eyes behind the Garai a little suspicious. "Aren't you an Aspect? He's just insane, right? You don't need sacrifices, that's stupid." Rufus was trying to nibble at a bit of mould on the floor. OOC: @Burnmad @Sparticus147 @Snelly
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro There was at least a few moments of a stare down. He was dangerously close to him. If he wanted, he could grab him by the neck and overload his fire powers. Make him burst into flames like a Vortixx too close to the forges. He imagined walking away as Datrox was slowly reduced to slag. "No." Falh murmured, relaxing slightly. "I like you, Datrox. And because of that, I'll do as you say. You seem to not be the type to bluff on what could happen. But if they slip up..." The Ko-Toa trailed off. He didn't have to finish the sentence. The Ta-Toa knew. OOC: @Tarn IC: Vent - Zakaz, The Tunnels Vent, in their confusion, did in fact notice Providence staring in much the same way. "Weird, right? What's he blabbing on about? You know him, Varian? I sure don't!" OOC: @Snelly @Sparticus147 IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Wastes, Approaching Po-Koro The explanation had taken a little bit, a lot of it done in the very van Mega was currently riding in. She'd have to admit, part of the reason she'd even gotten into said van was to see how it handled in comparison to a...non-haunted vehicle. She had taken her rifle, however. Mega knew how Skakdi liked solo vehicles. She was still astounded at the story. The Fa-Matoran could barely comprehend how Yaushe must be feeling all the time. That being said, it wasn't much of her business. She'd make the delivery, and let the strange van get on her way. She'd need a few days to sleep the somewhat harrowing story off. The two were beginning to near Po-Koro. What immediately hit Mega was the large amounts of smoke billowing from the village itself. "Ah, karz. Why now? Why the karz now?" Mega murmured to herself, cocking her rifle as she rode shotgun in the van. "Turn...yaself around. We can't go here." OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro He could see it now. Metal meeting metal, forces of will colliding as each of them spilled blood, trying to outlast each other. Who would be the victor? Falh lips formed into a smug, yet somewhat respect driven smirk. "What way would that be, Datrox?" Falh asked, flexing the fingers on his right hand. "Do tell, brother." OOC: @Tarn
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro (Inbound to the Ripple) "In all of the time you fought the League, have you ever known them to negotiate?" Falh asked, looking straight ahead to the airship that was getting closer and closer. "I was discharged for pointing out that they don't. They're barbarians, scum." Falh stopped, as the two of them were directly below the airship. He looked Datrox right in the eyes, red meeting burnt orange. Something in them spelled conviction to the Ko-Toa. Were they to fight, it would likely not be quick. "I don't wish to fight you, brother. But the clock is ticking. I will get my answers, one way or another." His voice was devoid of any of the covered-up discomfort that might have plagued it before. OOC: @Tarn
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro He turned back for a moment, still walking to the airship. "I want answers, and I am not going to attempt digging them out from these lowly scumbags that Pridak seems to have sent to do his false diplomacy." Falh explained to Datrox, occasionally looking back as he began to move into a skating motion with his boots, leaving behind a thin trail of ice behind him. "Come or don't. Arkius seems to have found another crusade to help with, some more pests to squash. I'd join him if the League weren't around." OOC: @Tarn
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IC: Falh - Zakaz, Metru-Koro He glared back at Ostrox, but his gaze soon went to something more important. The airship was still very much landed. Perhaps he could have a personal chat with this "Tugarak" himself. Falh looked to Datrox, and back to the Ripple. "I'm going for a talk. Stay here if you'd like, it doesn't bother me." And with that, the Ko-Toa began to stride slowly to the Ripple, red eyes glowing. OOC: @Tarn @Biological Chronicler
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop "You..." It took a minute to process. Mega looked completely dumbfounded, almost tempted to check the underside again to see if this wasn't some magic trick. But she remembered how the van seemed to move as the voice's emotions changed, how it groaned almost as if it were alive. She almost wished she drank, because alcohol sounded very good at that moment. "Darlin', I have many, many questions." OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop Mega tried to gain her own composure, taking a few drags of the cigarette before turning back to the van. "...I'll replace these wheels, and you can be on your merry way, alright?" She opened a toolbox, getting ready to take off the wheels in silence. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop Mega didn't often feel unwell at the sight of gore. But admittedly, someone of Yaushe's worrying disposition hadn't really rolled up to her garage before. The context made it complete night and day between what she normally saw and what she was looking at now. The Fa-Matoran rolled out from under the van. She needed a minute. There was a CLICK as Mega lit herself another cigarette, hands shaking slightly. She needed a minute. Her rifle sat on a wall nearby. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop A Toa. If she was telling the truth, she was an odd acting Toa. Not that they ever acted like people expected them to, in any case. "Because..." Mega began, bringing her bandana up to her face to protect from any stray oil or worse substances as she inspected the underside of the van. "...I know cleaned up gore when I see it. Ya think those Skakdi technicals are brand spankin' new when I get my hands on 'em?" She looked to her side, almost wishing she'd kept her rifle nearby. Unfortunately the only thing close was her cutting axe. If things got ugly that would have to do. "Now, I'm gonna ask again. I don't judge, I just wanna know if I'm safe is all." OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop "Completely secure. Just keep still in there, 'kay? Don't want you shakin' any-" Something caught her eye as she inspected the underside of the van with her flashlight. Old, but still very much there, and concerning. Perhaps the slightly more copper tinge to the oily stench she was used to tipped her off. Most of it had been cleaned off very well, but something stuck out in the mechanics. Mega had seen a lot, but it still wasn't very pretty to look at. "...Look, level with me here, Yaushe. You a murderer?" The Fa-Matoran asked, quietly. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop Mega sighed very deeply before raising the jack, the lift going upwards on the van with ease. Using the skateboard-like creeper underneath the lift, she rolled underneath the van, flashlight at the ready to take a look at the suspension and the like. "Seems mostly compatible so far, darlin'. Might need a bit of a tune up so the suspension doesn't pop but the wheels should fit just fine." She mumbled from underneath. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop "You..." She scratched her head, almost in shock. "Darlin'...I'm not sure that's such a good..." A few moments passed before Mega sighed and shrugged. "Alright, whatever ya say. Drive the beauty onto one of the lifts and I'll give it a look." OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop The tinkerer tilted her head, before eventually shrugging. Some people just wanted privacy, that was okay. So long as she got her ride, she was cool with her strange, elusive friend. "Right, well, if ya sure, it don't matter that much to me. Ya gonna have to step out of the car for a while, though, because if ya want these new wheels I gotta put this on the carlift. I'll take good care of her, don't you worry." She winked, fiddling with her bandana. OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop A genuine laugh from the Matoran. "Guess you really are shy, huh? Really, darlin', you got nothing to worry about, I don't judge on looks. Get some real nasties around, but so long as they got stuff for me to work on..." Mega chuckled. "What should I call ya, anywho?" OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop "I'm guessin' ya don't wanna deal with Skakdi? In that case, you'd be right. Po-Koro's closest thing to a town that less stabby blasty folk like to live in. Business ain't great, mind, but people seem friendly. Course there's a few of my lot hangin' around in places but Skakdi like to pick those off..." She trailed off, looking out into the red sands. "...But yeah. Po-Koro's ya best bet if you're looking for a decent settlement. Bout a day's trip though. You good with that?" OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
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IC: Mega - Zakaz, The Scrapshop The hardy Fa-Matoran shook her head, putting her hands on her hips. "Nah, if you're one of them folks that came a week ago from the head, I got bad news. Money means nothin' round here. Scrap I can use, pieces of paper less so." Mega looked to the van, thinking things over. "Say, you goin' down Po-Koro way? If you can give me a ride down there, I'll fix up your rig so it's nice and smooth for the wastes." She grinned. "Got a delivery that needs makin' and I'd rather not fix up my bike for the fiftyieth time this week!" OOC: @ZippyWharrgarbl
