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IC: Parii - Capstone Parii smiled at Katana. Are you from Cliffside?, he signed. It's not like Parii had anything else to do - he could as well get to know the Glatorian. IC: Ektana - Capstone She leaned a bit, her grin a bit smaller. "I'm looking for information and you happen to be one of the very few whom I haven't asked yet. It's only one question." Ektana added quickly, sensing annoyance in his voice. "Do you know anything about Fe's location?"

OOC: whoops I've derped - I forgot to read the profile and thought that he was from New Atero. IC: Ektana - Capstone Ektana's brows furrowed. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't remember ever seeing this guy around here. Maybe he just doesn't show up outside of the bar often..., she pondered. "...Huh. That's wierd. Usually fancy guys like you are quite easy to spot." She took a sip of her drink and grinned, showing her sharp Skakdi teeth. "Name's Ektana. Pleased to meet ya."

IC: Ektana - Capstone "Just wonderin'..." Ektana said as she threw widgets on the waiter's plate and took her drink. "First time seeing you here. You exiled or on a buissness trip?"

IC: Parii - Capstone Parii made the 'oh?' face and nodded. Sure, shootings in Cliffside weren't uncommon. Parii spelled out his name using the sign language and finished with pointing to his chest. He also offered a fistbump. IC: Ektana - Capstone After the Glatorian wierdo went away, Ektana entered Machete and spent some time there putting various maps and gadgets into their rightful place, though she got bored relatively quickly. She left the vehicle and went off to a smaller plateau with some small shops. As she knew the owners, she checked for any news about Fe - still nothing. Ektana sighed, knowing that there was one more place she could check for information. After ten minutes she arrived at Capstone. At the entrance her face frowned with anger at the sight in front of her - that Ba-Matoran scoundrel was sitting there in plain sight and she couldn't even break his neck- Calm down , she thought while glaring coldly at Parii. Though still angry, she turned away from the Matoran and scanned the rest of the bar. What caught her attention almost immediately was a single Steltian Bruiser in an expensive looking coat, completely drunk and rumbling about something she couldn't hear from here. Welp. Might as well give it a shot. She approached him and as she got closer and closer she noticed that one of the pockets of his jacket was torn. Ektana sat down, clicking her fingers at a nearby waiter. "One Tesaran shake for me." The waiter nodded and disappeared in the crowd. Meanwhile, she decided to converse with the stranger, hoping to finally find some of the first clues about Fe's location she's been searching for for weeks. "Enjoying your drinks?" Ektana asked in a monotone voice, trying to start a conversation.

IC: Parii - Capstone Parii pointed to a map hanging from the wall and pointed to New Atero, slowly moving it to where Cliffside was marked. He then opened his right palm and swiped it with his left hand - a sign meaning exile. He sighed, his expression a bit dark. He gestured at the Glatorian. And you?

IC: Parii - Capstone Parii nodded and gestured to the chair on his right.

IC: Parii - Capstone My bad, Parii signalled with his hands and smiled apologetically at the Glatorian. He then held out his hand, hoping that the stranger didn't find his behaviour offensive.

IC: Kanonu "Oh..." Kinda disappointed, she picked up another broken piece of... something and placed it aside. "Still I wonder where he's ran off. We've literally just arrived here, as far as I know he doesn't know the Koro's layout." Kanonu picked up some more rubble and eventually a small pile had formed. She turned to to Ferron and said in an apologetic tone: "I have to go, I'm afraid. Do you need any more help with cleaning up?"

IC: Parii - Capstone Parii shuddered as if someone poured cold water on his mask. Was I staring? He waved the stranger a hesistant 'hello'.

OOC: No need to apologize, her and Katana's paths might cross again. I should be the one saying sorry for scaring Katana off. IC: Parii - Capstone Once again Parii looked at the entrance of the bar. This time he saw a Glatorian entering soon after the Fe-Matoran. The stranger sat down roughly ten feet away from Parii; he looked somehow impatient and nervous. From his point of view, the newcomer seemed relatively out of place - he kept looking around the bar, no acquaintances, no friends, no one talking to him, nor did he look like he was waiting for anyone. The Matoran finished his beer, not realizing that he was staring at the Glatorian.

IC: Parii - Capstone Parii was drinking his beer when a Fe-Matoran walked in wearing an exhausted smile on his mask. He looked at him for a second or two, then he turned back to check on Barlow. Yup, still drunk. Parii shrugged and contined o sipping his drink.

IC: Kanonu Kanonu's face lit up - she loved stories. "Oh?"

IC: Ektana - Cliffside She took a moment to take in the sight before her eyes - someone in Cliffside was showing a peace sign to her. She stared a bit longer, guessing that the guy was either a newbie, simply dumb or both. Her mind settled on the third option. "Hmpf. Weirdo" Ektana muttered to herself, turning away.

IC: Ektana - Cliffside Ektana momentarily glared at the bypasser. She let out a lowkey growl and stopped once the stranger went away from her. What the #### is his problem?[i/]

IC: Kanonu "I've known him for roughly 3 days." Kanonu replied as she picked up the broken gun that Azureus blew up. "But yes, he's been using his Kanohi power quite often. It can get annoying after some time." She put the gun aside, making sure not to step on shards and the piece of floor Ferron used to cover himself from the explosion. "Didn't you have someone like this on your team? So many stories suggest that it's common among Toa teams to have at least one...erm...hotheaded person on their side."

IC: Ektana - outside of Capstone, Cliffside The Skakdi was standing in Capstone's entrance, glaring at everyone inside, her eyes searching for a certain Ba-Matoran... She cursed under her breath and growled. "That sly piece of- " Ektana stepped out and kicked the ground, throwing sand and pebbles at some wounded Skakdi losers sitting nearby - their loss, she thought. She left the plateau, her anger and frustration building up, and headed to a smaller one where The Machete was parked. Thus far Cliffside has been a great disappointment to her. She's found absolutely no information about Fe's location, even after allying with other Fe-seekers and talking to gossips in Capstone. It's been almost three weeks - how much more was she supposed to stay in here? Flying all over the place like a brainless Zesk would give me better results, she thought grimly. Ektana took a deep breath and exhaled. One more week, she thought. Just one more week... _____________________________________________________ IC: Parii - Capstone Parii smirked seeing the Skakdi go away. Relieved and confident he sat down on the nearest chair and stretched his legs in front of him. From here he could see Barlow, apparently still sitting in the corner of the bar, and the weird Ba-Turaga, still staring as if he was waiting for someone. Parii shrugged and gestured to a waiter and ordered a glass of water. OOC: Both Parii and Ektana are open for interaction.

IC: Kanonu Once Azureus left, Kanonu sighed. As always... "So" She turned to Ferron and pointed towards the mess left by the explosion. "Would you like me to help you clean up?"

IC: Parii Parii was scurrying through the street and frantically looking behind. The Skakdi was still following him but in a much calmer manner, almost as if she wasn't going to kick his homeless ### into oblivion. Well, Parii thought, better safe than sorry. Afterv a lot of tripping and bumping into other people, he arrived in front of Capstone. He entered and quickly hid among the crowd. The Skakdi arrived soon after but didn't stay for long. She stared at the crowd from the entrance and left, unable to find Parii.

I'm very hesitant about powers like this in an RPG setting, as they usually lead to convenient anticipation of attacks, and metagaming of information, particularly in a case like this one, where there's no explanation on how exactly it works, or what its limitations are. Sure, if Future Sight is too much, I can change it. Gimme a minute and I'll edit it.

IC: Kanonu She caught the gauze and put it on her elbow. "Thanks."

IC: Kanonu "By the way, does anyone have any bandages or some cream?" She asked while rubbing her bruised elbow.

Here's the Skakdi chasing Parii back to Capstone. Name: Ektana Species: Skakdi Gender: female Powers: Heat Vision, brute strength Gear: tattered protective gloves, light armor on shoulders and thighs Personal Aircraft: The Machete Allegiance/Role: Cliffside thug/streetfighter, involved in district's gang activities Appearance: Ektana's a tall and muscular Skakdi with rusty red and brown body, yellow eyes and a very prominent organic spine Personality: Ektana's surprisingly persuasive for a female Skakdi, and I mean persuasive in the aggressive sort of way. She adapts to new surroundings and situations quite well, though sometimes it takes her a while to fit in. As mentioned, she's aggressive and abusive, willing to harm anyone in her way. While she can cause a lot of pain to her enemies, she's never actually killed/murdered anyone in her entire life. Even for her murder is barbaric and insane. Bio: She comes from New Atero - she worked as a guard. After several conflicts and arguments followed by New Atero's weird political reforms Ektana left the district and continued to work for Tesaran military for a short while. Some gossips claim that she used to be very happy and friendly towards the inhabitants there. After a few months though she moved to Cliffside - she hopes to find out the location of Fe by snooping around and beating people up for information. She met Parii when he robbed her of several maps and widgets. She's been a slight bit salty about it ever since. Name: The Machete Model: Rockoh Weaponry: penetrating cannons - shoots sturdy ammunnition that at the very least leave deep dents on surface (very, very low accuracy, takes time to load) Customisation: additional plates in vulnerable places (protecting cockpit and the engine) Appearance: a standard Rockoh painted dusty brown and silver Also a small question: would putting poison in someone's drink result into getting kicked out of Capstone? Or does that rule apply only to sheer physical violence?

IC: Parii - Cliffside Parii counted 28 widgets and put them back into his backpack; not bad, might last for the next two or three days. He was getting worried - he couldn't get his mind off the paper stolen back in Capstone. What was he going to do with it? It didn't serve much purpose to him, it could only bring trouble and unwanted attention. Also, was that Steltian Bruiser still drunk? Is he even intelligent enough to notice that the paper's gone?, Parii pondered. He closed the bag and checked for any holes; he'd had many encounters with thieves who'd cut passerbies' bags open and steal whatever's inside. Gotta love Cliffside, right? All of a sudden, he felt like someone was watching him. Frozen in fear, Parii's eyes carefully studied the surrounding. Everything seemed calm, just him, his bag, 'his' pile of trash and the street- oh Mata Nui. A familiar Skakdi figure was watching from the other side of the street, glaring at him just like predators glare at their prey. In a milisecond Parii's head was filled with various kinds of curses that would put a drunk sailor to shame. He took a deep breath. Act slow, he thought. Calm down. He stood up and put the bag on his shoulders, trying to observe the Skakdi without making unnecessary eye contact. Then he tried his best to walk casually but ended up scurrying away. He needed to get to Capstone as soon as possible before #### happens. OOC: Sorry for being inactive, school and exams happened. I'll post the Skakdi's profile in a few minutes.

IC: Kanonu "Y'know, Azi..." Kanonu started slowly as she showed herself. "Turaga's right." She was massaging her aching elbow - some piece of blown-up junk hit her on its way.

IC: Parii - Cliffside He once again sat down behind 'his pile' and started counting all the widgets he stole from Barlow. OOC: Parii's open for interaction