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  1. IC: Nale - Ga-Koro (Outside Great Takea) “I’ll remember that,” Nale said, giving Nichou a glimpse of a genuine smile. She stood there, face to face with the other Matoran for a moment, before she looked down and realized she still had his hand in her grip. Nale suddenly retrieved her hand, almost recoiling. It was like she had suddenly remembered she didn’t like other people touching her. Well…most people. “Sorry,” she apologized, getting flustered all over again. “It’s nice to meet you. If you’ll be sticking around with us, that is.” OOC: @BULiK
  2. IC: Savrehn - Temple of Peace Savrehn was quiet for a moment, looking out across the snow. “No. But I haven’t in a long time,” he admitted, sighing. “At least, not any that I remember when I wake up,” he added. He shrugged. “Maybe that’s for the better—no nightmares.” The older Ko-Matoran scratched the chin of his Tryna, his optics briefly shutting before popping open again. He was tired. He produced his familiar flask and took a large swig, debated offering it to Kreigero, then put it away again. “Can’t stay here much longer,” Savrehn said, beginning to change the subject. “We’re still a ways out, and you’re still injured. I’ll let Atamai know you’re awake and we can start walking again.” He stood up, letting out a loud grunt as he straightened his back out. “Some story we would have if we could tell anyone about it, huh? Guess we could always settle for ‘trio of Matoran travelers almost die in wilderness; nothing else of note happens.’” OOC: @BULiK@~Xemnas~
  3. IC: Datrox Karvan - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (Second Passenger Car) Datrox was going to respond when he felt a hand touch his back. Kohra. Considering she had taken issue with physical contact before, this was definitely for a reason. He had already felt suspicious of the other Toa. The way he spoke, the exaggerated hand movements, and the overt friendliness. It all came across as false—like acting. And his choice of words, like he was trying to de-escalate something that had not even happened yet. Datrox didn’t give his thoughts away. He simply nodded a couple times and said, “I see.” He slipped his hand, obscured by his cloak, behind his back and placed it over Kohra’s as silent acknowledgement of her warning. As a way to say, I know. Thank you. The other stayed at his side, the familiar itch of wanting to grab his sword beginning to spread from his palm to the rest of his forearm. He ignored it for now. “Well, I’m the kind of person that if I see folk in trouble I step in, Sentinels around or not,” Datrox then said, thinking back to finding Kohra earlier that day. “Maybe I can help. Can’t be anything too serious, right?” He then let out a small chuckle, optics looking directly into the Ba-Toa’s. There was a change in his expression. A look of knowing. Datrox took a single step forward. “Unless there’s a reason you don’t want me seeing what’s going on in the next car, friend.” OOC: @Vezok's Friend@oncertainty
  4. IC: Savrehn - Temple of Peace “Good boy, good boy.” Savrehn was close by, petting Reyal. He was happy to see the Hapaka return to them—not that he had ever doubted in their loyal companion. “You were certainly out,” the mountaineer said to Kreigero, sitting down beside her. “I barely slept, something kept nagging at me all night. Made sure no dragons paid us a visit, though.” He laughed. He didn’t let on the truth that he had been watching over the other Ko-Matoran the whole night, or that he had briefly worried she wasn’t going to wake up. The aging around his optics look more tired than ever. “How’s your head?” OOC: @BULiK@~Xemnas~
  5. IC: Datrox Karvan - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (Second Passenger Car) “Wait, Kohra—” Datrox sighed and got up as well. For some reason, he had the gut feeling he should retrieve his sword. Maybe it was just that he didn’t want to be apart from it for too long, like it gave him security. But then again, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be the guy who flaunts a big sword on a passenger train just to investigate a funny noise—it was common, he thought, for Toa to go around doing things because they assumed their actions wouldn’t be questioned. But Datrox didn’t think like that, usually. Then again, at a time like this that also seemed like the exact kind of thing he’d do. His own rationality was at odds with established personality. With another, heavier sigh, Datrox retrieved his Obsidian Blade. The weapon’s faux-volcanic glass appearance seemed to glitter in the sunlight coming through the train windows. No more reliable a weapon to have by your side, he thought, than the sword he had carried since the moment he became a Toa. He quickly sheathed it and began to follow Kohra, noticing that another passenger had been seemingly disturbed by something as well, as he was currently peering out the window to the other passenger car. As they passed by another two Toa (there were more on board than he had thought), Datrox began to realize he could hear what sounded like shouting coming from the next car. This must have been what the other fellow was investigating. The Toa of Fire carefully slipped past Kohra. “Hold on,” he said to her, his cloak brushing past the Vortixx, “I think something’s wrong.” “Hey,” Datrox said to passenger at the window—apparently a Ba-Toa, based on the purple in his scheme. “Something happening?” IC: Surdo - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (First Passenger Car) Surdo had now stopped writhing, although there was still movement coming from the seemingly incapacitated Fe-Matoran. Now he seemed to be suffering from convulsions of some sort, and crying. Was he in pain? No, the only pain was in Surdo’s gut. He wasn’t crying—he was laughing. Surdo retrieved his cane and attempted to get to his feet again, his bad leg wobbling as he resumed balance and dusted himself off. “And here I thought my act was bad,” he said to himself, wiping away a nonexistent tear. He hadn’t expected their heist to turn into theater. He pointed his cane at Karmine—who was, perhaps, only slightly more unhinged than Baz—in an accusatory manner. “Can’t you see we have a medical emergency here?!” Surdo shouted. “And look at all this glass! Someone could get hurt.” He turned to the frightened passengers (and Minnorak, who was possibly the worst actor present). “Can you believe this?” OOC: Alright: @Vezok's Friend and @oncertainty ( @Goose and @Void Emissary mentioned in passing), and @BULiK@Perp@Johnny Blocksville@Nato G
  6. IC: Nale - Ga-Koro (Outside Great Takea) Oh no, is he talking to— “Hi,” Nale said, too nervous to move her hand and reciprocate. She blinked a couple of times before the question hit her. “Oh, Nale,” she corrected the Onu-Matoran, letting out a small laugh and placing a hand on her chest. “Nah-ley. I’m really a friend of Eita and Nara’s (no relation) but I wouldn’t mind getting to know Lekua better, I guess…” She rubbed the back of her neck, her optics drifting off to look at nothing in particular, although to Nichou she seemed to be looking to the gathered Matoran—and Toa, and Lesterin. Nale then snapped her gaze back to Nichou, realizing how that sounded. “…not that—I mean—I’d be fine getting to know you, too. Or, yeah. No!” She finally grabbed the Onu-Matoran’s hand and shook it vigorously. “Sorry. Your name is…?” OOC: @BBBBalta@BULiKetc.
  7. IC: Nale - Ga-Koro (Outside Great Takea) Now that they were outside, Nale felt like she could suddenly breathe again. No one seemed to want to acknowledge the dragon, still, but she was certain her grip on reality was quite strong. The sound of crashing waves and the outdoor hustle and bustle confirmed it and was welcome after trying to crowd everyone inside the Takea. Although those waves sounded a bit louder than usual… For now, she simply watched the others converse. The other Kakama-wearer, though. The Onu-Matoran. Something about him interested her. Nale looked at him for a long moment before realizing she had been staring. She turned her head away—hopefully he hadn’t noticed. OOC: @Harvali @ARROW404 @Mel @BULiK @Lady Takanuva @~Xemnas~ @BBBBalta @Umbraline Yumiwa
  8. IC: Surdo - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (First Passenger Car/the floor) Surdo was unresponsive to his companion. It was becoming increasingly unclear whether this was a genuine medical episode or part of the plan. Whatever the case, Surdo had to admit that Baszlin’s lack of care in the situation hurt just a bit. He was his bodyguard, anyway—wasn’t this the type of situation where he should be jumping to action, real or not? The Fe-Matoran continued to writhe, letting out exaggerated moans of pain. Maybe at least one of the confused passengers would step forward and try to help, but for now they were all too stunned, it seemed. Was this a Po-Koro thing? Not helping those in need? “Doctor…somebody…” There was a hint of frustration behind the words. The other passengers might not have noticed, but Surdo’s optics had now moved from Baszlin to Minnorak. OOC: @BULiK@Perp@Nato G
  9. IC: Datrox Karvan - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi “That’s the thing—I don’t know,” Datrox admitted. He just remembered the train being the target, but he had never found out what kind of cargo must have been on the Mahi that would attract criminals like that. “Look, I only hesitated because…no, not because I was that worried about it happening again. I don’t like admitting to the fact they got away.” He slumped into his seat slightly. “I could have caught them, I’m sure of it. Got told my help wasn’t needed anymore, and that they wouldn’t get far. Never heard anything else of it. They wouldn’t have got far, alright, if I had—” THUNK The Ta-Toa sat up straight suddenly, his hand immediately reaching for the travel compartment overhead that currently held his Obsidian Blade. No, was probably nothing. The talk of train heists had got his nerves acting up. Datrox leaned back again, although now he was much more focused on his surroundings and listening intently for anything else out of the ordinary. “…probably nothing,” he told Kohra. IC: Surdo - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (First Passenger Car) “Nevermind,” Surdo said, getting out of his seat upon hearing Karmine’s knock. He gave one last glance to Minnorak and nodded. “I believe that’s what we were waiting for. Come on, Baz, you remember how we practiced—time to do our part of the job.” He limped out into the train car aisle, before thumping his cane against the floor once in an attempt to get the other passenger’s attention. He opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, but paused, looking confused. Surdo then dramatically clutched at his heartlight and stumbled before falling over, his cane making a loud clatter as it hit the floor. “Ba…szlin…” was all he managed to croak out, reaching out to his companion in desperation. It would seem the older Fe-Matoran was suffering a medical emergency of some kind. OOC: @BULiK@Perp@Nato G and everyone else...is there a doctor in the house? + @Vezok's Friend
  10. IC: Datrox Karvan - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi Datrox shifted around slightly, the seat suddenly becoming uncomfortable as Kohra stared at him. He supposed it wouldn’t be right to keep something from her, especially since she had put her trust in him. Dancing around a subject would only make her think he was hiding something. “Alright,” Datrox finally said with a sigh. “Last time I took the Mahi some bad folk got on, tried to rob it,” he explained. “Maybe you heard about it before you forgot everything. I tried to help stop them and they got away.” He was trying not to be too loud. Datrox was slightly worried that openly discussing a train robbery would disturb the other passengers, or even be a bit of a bad omen. “That was a while ago, though,” he added. “Not like it’s gonna happen twice.” IC: Surdo - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (First Passenger Car) “Well, yes but—” he stopped himself from finishing. “Is now really the time? I’m a little hungry myself, but…” He glanced at Minnorak. Surdo’s anticipation was becoming impatience. He shook his head and looked out the window of the train car. “Where’s that signal, anyhow?” He whispered. It came out almost like a breath, the Fe-Matoran not wanting the other passengers to possibly hear or catch on to what they were doing. Seemingly on cue, he saw a glimpse of something purple and remembered what Karmine’s job was. “I think that’s as good as we’re getting,” he said to Baszlin. “Do you want to start, or should I?” OOC: @BULiK@Perp@Nato G and the rest of the Heist Gang + @Vezok's Friend.
  11. IC: Savrehn - Ko-Wahi - Somewhere In The Drifts “Nothing,” Savrehn said, tossing the empty flask into his backpack. “Just thinking out loud. Between the dragon, or whatever it was, and that shady hideout…there just must be a lot we still haven’t discovered out here in the Wahi. That’s all.” He retrieved his backpack, shouldering it with a grunt, and started following Kreigero outside. Already, she seemed to be doing better, even with her injury. Getting away from that…place had probably done wonders for her spirit. “Sorry if it seems too soon, after all that’s happened today, but I would like to come back out here. With you,” he said, gesturing his head at Kreigero. “After you’ve healed, of course. If the chronicler wishes to come with us again, I won’t stop him.” He glanced back at the Ta-Matoran and nodded. “But, despite everything…” The familiar chill of the Wahi brushed past his Tryna. Savrehn shut his optics and breathed in the cold air. “…I’m not done. Not with this place. I want to see what else there is to discover—what other secrets the snow is hiding.” He looked to Kreigero, keeping pace right next to her as they walked. “After all, it would take more than a couple of strangers in a cave to scare you off, right?” OOC: @BULiK@~Xemnas~
  12. IC: Nale - Ga-Koro - Great Takea “Oh, yeah, alright,” Nale said to Timak as the De-Toa left. She looked around the Great Takea, beginning to feel a little claustrophobic as more people seemed to be joining their group. And nobody had said anything still about the dragon. Was she imagining it? She got up from her seat, retrieving her spear and buckler. The cost of the meal had pretty much slipped her mind. Nale was trying to get Eita’s attention but changed her mind. She sighed and turned to Nara. “You wanna head outside, too?” OOC: @~Xemnas~@Lady Takanuva@Rahisaurus
  13. IC: Datrox Karvan - Po-Koro - The Iron Mahi “Don’t worry about it,” was all Datrox replied, looking at the seats in front of them. “Train wasn’t the problem last time. We worked it out.” He did not elaborate. “It’s fine.” IC: Surdo - Po-Wahi - The Iron Mahi (First Passenger Car) Surdo reclined into his seat, as if this was going to be a comfortable ride from point A to point B, and not the heist of the…however long it had been since the last one. He wasn’t relaxed on the inside, though. He was waiting. Surdo had never been one to do the heavy lifting, even on jobs like this, and especially not in his current state; so it made sense to him that he, Baszlin, and Minnorak would be the “distraction” as Quoribay had put it. He didn’t mind putting on a show, putting some fear into the passengers, maybe even starting a fight (inevitable, when you’re committing crime and someone notices). After all, the one with the big gun was working for him. The Fe-Matoran lowered his head slightly, avoiding looking directly at his companion as he spoke. “I suppose while we wait for Karmine, it wouldn’t hurt to ask…ever been to Po-Wahi before, Baz? Anything memorable?” He was holding his cane tightly, stroking the Muaka-head with enough force it could possibly come off. Not nervous. Anticipating. Excited. The travel, the planning, coming across Quoribay again in the first place, had all been leading to this moment. Surdo hadn’t felt this way in a long time, and this would probably be the last time. This would be it—one last job. One big score. OOC: @BULiK@Perp@Nato G@Johnny Blocksville@oncertainty and @Vezok's Friend. And no worries, Corv.
  14. IC: Savrehn - Ko-Wahi - Somewhere In The Drifts “Hrm,” Savrehn said, having finished covering the wound on Kreigero’s head. Her words had weighed heavy on his heartlight for a moment, but Atamai’s had brought him back to reality. “Hate to say it, but I think the chronicler’s right.” Savrehn dug through his backpack, finding his still half-full flask and handing it to Kreigero. “Us finding those folks has put them in danger. They thought they were well-hidden, I bet. A couple of Matoran stumbling on the place by accident must have shaken them a bit.” He let out a sigh. He was trying to back up Atamai, and be just as reassuring, but Savrehn wasn’t sure he was believing his own words at this point. “It’s like when you cross paths with most Rahi, yeah?” He said, gesturing towards the other two Matoran. “You scare eachother more than anything, then go your separate ways.” The mountaineer then paused, rubbing the chin of his Tryna. “Speaking of the dragon…” He trailed off, looking outside at the falling snow. Something else seemed to be occupying his thoughts now. OOC: @BULiK@~Xemnas~
  15. IC: Savrehn - Ko-Wahi - Somewhere Savrehn grunted and stood to full height again, taking the bandages and applying the disinfectant to the wound. Sorry if this stings. He then got beside Kreigero and began the process of wrapping them around her head, slowly and carefully. “Can I be honest?” he asked, not actually expecting an answer. “Back there, I thought we were all going to go inside. And I figured we were all going to die.” OOC: @BULiK@~Xemnas~
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