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  1. Timak greeted the three of them, smiling. "Wow! Maybe I should explode cans more often if it gets me friends this quickly." they said with a playful smirk. "Kimala I recognise, of course. Nice to meet you again after losing you at the Akiri's hut. Is she still staring at that Rahkshi corpse?" Turning to Nara and Nale, they took each of their hands and shook gently. "The pleasure is mine, friends. I'm Timak." "I hope I can be of use to your team, but as Kimala knows, I'm very much new to the Toa game. But - " they drew their twin-bladed vibrosword and gave it a thrumming flair of sonic energy - "I am itching to see what this can really do in a fight. Of course, on the other hand... I hope we don't need to." @Tarn @Lady Takanuva @ARROW404 @~Xemnas~
  2. Had to include this classic timak moment @~Xemnas~ @ARROW404
  3. [IC: Timak, the Great Takea] Timak sat up, turning towards the voice of Eita. Finally, a chance to prove themself! "Wow!" they said, "I was so sure I had just condemned myself to a lifetime of ridicule for that introduction... Of course I'll help! I am still trying to work out why I'm even on this island, so maybe I'll find out on the way.." a pause. "As for elemental powers, I can control Sonics!" They leaned over the bar, reaching a lanky arm around, and pulled out the closest sealed drink receptacle they could reach. They held it in front of them proudly. "Watch this!" A hum sounded from the bottle/can/whatever it was, as it began to vibrate, and slowly buckle outwards, before exploding with a loud fizzy POP. ooc: @~Xemnas~
  4. [IC: Timak, The Great Takea] After a few long seconds of silence and awkward glances, they slumped and moved quietly to the bar. Clearly, things are not as they once were in the old tales of heroes Timak used to hear as a young matoran. Taking a stool, they sat and listened to the barkeep as she made a show of opening up an entire wall of the establishment. The Toa watched with slack-jawed appreciation. Then she mentioned the dragon. Wait... THAT's what I was going to investigate with Toa Leah right before the submarine got attacked! they thought. Toa Leah... Oops. Maybe I should've waited to see what she had to say about the whole situation before wandering-- Their thought spiral was cut short by the dragon itself popping up right outside the newly-opened entrance. Timak remembered its demeanour to be mostly honourable (as it seemed, anyway), but they couldn't help tensing up. A wary hand rested over the hilt of their sword, as they watched attentively. @Vezok's Friend @otter @~Xemnas~ @Emzee @Void Emissary I don't have any idea who is actually likely to be interested in what Timak's doing
  5. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro Timak smiled at the Commodore's words. "Thank you, ma'am. I've learned a lot in the last couple of hours, that's for sure." Still distracted, they moved as if to leave, but then caught themself in time to turn back and offer a proper goodbye. "I hope your people find strength and peace here, Commodore. I'm going to see what I can do to help the matoran here. May our paths cross again soon." And with a subdued wave, they turned back to the busy Koro and left. Having stated their mission, though, Timak immediately found themself wondering how they could possibly find a way to help without individually asking each matoran they stumbled into. Wandering the streets for a while, their eye was caught by a structure different to the rest, and though the place didn't look exactly like anything Timak had seen before, they could see enough common themes to make the connection. 'It's a pub! Like the ones back home!' they thought. 'Perhaps the patrons in there will be looking for help. Many people from different walks of life go to find respite from their troubles in a pub...' And so they went in, eyeing the sign above the door as they entered. 'The Great Takea. Snappy name.' Standing in the doorway, they were immediately overwhelmed by a far more diverse selection of characters than they had expected to encounter. At a loss, but still energised with the desire to prove themself, their brain stumbled on to a characteristically clumsy solution. "Ah-hem.... " Timak cleared their throat, waiting for eyes to point their way, before continuing loudly. "I am a newly arrived Toa. I pledge myself to the matoran of this island, and anyone who needs help, I am at your service." @Vezok's Friend ooc: Timak is open for interaction (preferably from imminently adventure-bound matoran)...
  6. [IC: Timak, Ga-Koro] Timak noticed the Commodore approaching and picked themself off the ground, still rubbing their head gingerly. "Thanks Ma'am. It would've been a lot more nifty if it hadn't given me this pounder of a headache... I guess I need to ease myself into the new elemental stuff. No idea where my limits are yet." They gave a small groan and slumped slightly, holstering their sonic blade. After a quick glance back to the Ryuu with an exasperated puff, they continued. "I figured a sinking ship was worth telling Toa Leah about, regardless of allegiance, and since she was so quick to dive in, I felt ok with helping out too. But the voice of the attacker on the ship... that had to be a Toa, right? I put my blind trust in Leah simply because she's a Toa, and yet there's other Toa around here doing stuff like that! I've been following people around looking for someone to teach me how to really be a Toa on this island... but maybe I should be more careful about the people I get involved with..." Timak turned to look back into Ga-Koro. "There are so many more faces here than I ever remember seeing back where I came from, and if some Toa aren't putting the Matoran first, then I guess they need all the help they can get. I should see what I can do to help the Matoran here..." OOC: @Vezok's Friend Timak is open for interaction
  7. cool now to figure out the search terms to catch myself up... If you want, one of them could bump into Timak and "hire" them (they're naïve enough to just go with, i think) or if Timak overhears them worrying about the adventure, they might offer to join since they have a bit of an inadequacy complex and "protecting" matoran satisfies that probably
  8. Ooh, could you by any chance give me a quick rundown on what they're doing so far? I've seen bits of it happening but I haven't had the bandwidth to keep up with that plotline and/or who's involved in it, sorry.
  9. Anybody wanna whisk young Timak away on an "adventure"? Currently incapacitated after being a telephone too hard...!
  10. [IC: Timak, Ga-Koro pier] Timak was still standing there, one arm outstretched to the Commodore, the other holding their sword towards the Ryuu. The strain was showing quite obviously now, both arms trembling, jaw clenched in a grimace of determination... and the conversation carried on... adding to the growing headache that pulsed behind their eyes. The guy attacking the ship is just... chatting? Surely the Commodore has heard enough by now... The stupidity of the moment was the last straw for the exhausted De-Toa and they blurted out the thought that had been rattling around in their skull along with the throbbing pain. Their usually calm and feathery voice came out as a hoarse grunt through their gritted teeth - "You try to steal a military vessel manned by powerful foreign psychics, alone, and expect them not to kill you over it? What kind of idiot are you? .. Even with Aeragot's help you're screwed as soon as you try to move it!" And with that, they dropped the connection. Timak fell to their knees and elbows, and rest their pounding head against the floor. A long, feeble groan wheezed out. "Mata Nui.. why did I try that..." OOC: @Razgriz @oncertainty @Ghosthands @Vezok's Friend
  11. [IC: Timak, Ga Koro] “Name and element, Toa? What can you do?” ... Then Ayiwah’s gaze shifted back to the other Toa, the earlier question still hanging in the air - unanswered. Timak watched rapturously as the experienced Toa Maru leaped from the pier towards the Chiisai Ryuu. Oh, to be so confident. The young Toa was getting fed up of not being able to help like that. They thought they could just about make out her fuzzy shadow descending towards the sinking craft, but remembered the Commodore's question and turned back, standing straight and offering an awkward apologetic salute. "Timak, Ma'am! Sonics. I can't do much to help the ship itself, and this is my first day as a Toa, I think, but I could try and relay your voice into the ship if you want to talk with the attacker or the others inside." The lean youth raised a hand towards the silhouette of the submersible, frowning as they concentrated on the bridge, filtering through the sounds. It was all very faint and confused - the washing of the waves between them, the bubbling of the rushing water around the ship, the groaning metal of the hull, all mingled in with the urgent breaths and shouts of frantic crewmembers and the heated conversation on the bridge. It was too much, headache-inducing. Getting an idea, Timak drew their sword and pointed the twin-pronged blade toward the bridge. The air rippled around the tool as the Toa of Sonics focused their mind, narrowing the target range of the incoming sound to just the space within the bridge itself. "I don’t mean to interrupt anything, but I’m realizing only now that there might be seriously differing opinions on what I should do to help here.” ... what? What a strange way to introduce oneself... Shunning the minor distraction, Timak gave the Commodore a pointed look, lips pressed tight in concentration, and raised their other hand toward her, making a cone with their fingers. Taking a deep breath, the Toa made a channel, feeling that sonic energy almost like a thread that now tied the two locations together through Timak's form. Suddenly anyone standing in that direction would be able to hear the goings-on within the ship. Timak's lip curled in a slight smile, as much as they could manage through the effort, secretly proud of themselves for being able to hold up on their offer. A cocky, yet desperate voice rang out towards the Commodore. "—You feel like makin' a whole lotta widgets?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend .. and if Ayiwah uses this new channel, all the people in the bridge will be able to audibly hear her voice @Razgriz @Ghosthands @oncertainty paper-cup-string telephones
  12. [IC: Timak, Ga Koro] “Forgive the interruption but we have a security situation.” Timak heard this and saw the Commodore rush to check out the situation. They turned to Leah, feet bouncing with excitement, hurriedly speaking while barely containing themselves, "That sounds important! We should help out, right?" Without waiting for an answer, they immediately turned and started pushing through the crows to get to the edge of the dock. "I gotta see what's going on!" they called over their shoulder. Upon reaching the edge they looked in the same direction the Commodore had, and saw the sinking submersible. They called up to her on the deck, projecting their voice so that she could hear them clearly. "Commodore! If I can help, just say the word!" Timak winced immediately. What were they thinking, offering help in this situation? How could a Toa of sonics possibly make things any easier? .. Hang on a minute, there's a Toa of water right here! Timak called back again. "Leah! A sinking ship's no problem for you, right?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend
  13. [IC: Timak, Ga-Koro, in the crowd near the Yukanna] Standing next to Leah, Timak looked up and saw the three figures standing aboard the Yukanna. One he recognised as the Dasakan Empress, whom Leah had pointed out just now. There was another of her race there too, standing proudly across from the third - a tall, intimidating figure that seemed completely alien and wondrous to the amnesiac Toa. They leaned over to a nearby member of the crowd, not taking their eyes off the scene, and asked in a sideways whisper - "What the heck is going on up there?" "Karz if I know. That dragon just splashed up from under the ship and started chatting to the leader of the Dasakan navy, like it was a normal thing. What does a dragon have to say to anyone non-dragon anyway? I didn't even know they could talk." A dragon? Is that some kind of Rahi? Timak gave a nod of thanks to the matoran, and stood up again, focusing on the trio ahead. Squinting, they raised their left hand, palm open towards the ongoing conversation, and Timak could suddenly hear the three members talking as though they were standing right next to them, the noise of the crowd dulled as if in the distance. OOC: Timak open for interaction with anyone nearby @Vezok's Friend @Umbraline Yumiwa @Bjorkway @BULiK (sorry if tags were unnecessary)
  14. [IC: Siika - A lake near the Ko-Wahi/Le-Wahi border] Siika sat down with a huff. It had been a long day of fishing and not finding much. She dropped her meagre gatherings beside her and looked around at the inside of her hut, surveying the mess. She really needed to have another tidy up, but it had been so hard recently with the shoulder acting up again - she barely made it through the day of fishing, just winding the reel made it sore. It wasn't usually like this, but recently there'd been a sour note to the air.. not a smell, just a feeling, as though all was not well. The heavy-set Skakdi reached to her left shoulder and rubbed gingerly at the deep scar, grimacing but enjoying the "good pain", as one achieves from poking a bruise. *** In the Past *** She rushed through the dark streets, panting. No doubt the Toa Maru and the rest of the major forces had suppressed most of the Outsiders by now, but Siika kept her wits about her. There were always the slippery ones, hiding in dark places to surprise and bite back at the victors whether it actually helped their cause or not. Sweat dripped off her ridged brow and through the cloud of mist escaping through her clenched teeth into the icy air. Suddenly a cry rang out to her right. Siika whirled around, crossing the entrance of an alleyway just in time to notice a shadowed figure pulling a blade out of a dying Ko-Matoran. "You there!" she growled sharply, readying her sleek spear in her right hand and her targe in her left. She advanced down the path, her grand silhouette blocking the only escape for the murderer. "Drop the knife and get on the ground and I may spare your life!" She grimaced, trying to take in the being's appearance in the dark. She only got a vague image before the assailant, trapped and panicked, instead opted to charge for the alleyway's exit, coming straight toward the towering Skakdi with a scream of rage. Siika raised her targe and made a defensive stance, but the attacker was far more agile than her, avoiding her heavy jab with the spear and bounding sideways, leaping off one of the side walls to get around her. Suddenly there was searing pain in her shoulder and her shield arm went limp, the heavy wooden disc clattering to the floor loudly as she stumbled to the floor. She blinked through the pain and threw her head back to catch the fleeing figure in her sights, and with a glare, her impact vision pounded through the night and connected between the shoulder blades, sending them pitching forward onto the icy street. Snarling, Siika tried to pursue but sparks gathered at the corners of her vision, and the effort caught up with her, forcing her to the ground as though an anvil had suddenly been attached to her chest. She watched the silhouette of the poor Matoran stop moving as darkness took her. *** Siika slowly rose with a grunt. The weeks since then (or months, it all blended together) had been filled with many days of nursing her wound, followed by painful exercises and stretches to try and get her left arm back to its former strength. It was getting there, she reassured herself, and she found that she was able to lift her new tower shield - a wise upgrade from the small targe, she thought - without much effort now. She strapped it to her back and continued preparations. Taking the fish from her bag, she placed them in a stone-lined cubby beneath her floor, covering them over with crushed ice and replacing the lid. That should keep them fresh while she made the trip to Ko-Koro for supplies. This was something she had to do once a week, or thereabouts. It was a longer trek to the mountainous village than it was to the Massif, but up there was the only place she'd found a vendor with good fishing supplies, and she could visit the hospital on the way back to pick up salve for her shoulder. Besides, she liked visiting the settlement since the occupation, taking pride and comfort in the way the stalwart villagers had clawed back their homes and begun to rebuild. She could see the change and it reassured her that the cost was worth it. That is, until last time. She was buying her new tower shield from a quiet back-street craftsman, the friendly owner being skilled and reasonable with his prices. As she left the shop she caught a glimpse of a silhouette that had burned itself into her memory... the same attacker from the night of the battle. She hastily made amends with the shopkeeper and dashed out the door in the direction she saw, but the criminal was gone. She had had plenty of time to consider the event over the following days of quiet fishing. Now, a week later, Siika thought to herself as she took her spear and headed for the door. She was going to find out where that crook had gone and make him pay. Closing the door behind her, she steeled her gaze into the icy winds at the path ahead. Justice would be done. OOC: for future interaction purposes, Siika can be in Ko-Koro without me making another post. @Geardirector feel free to "notice" her where/whenever you want in town, and then I'll make a post explaining how she got there and continue interaction from there if that's ok!
  15. [IC: Timak, Ga-Koro] Timak obediently fell in behind the veteran Toa and followed towards the crowd. What are we going to do if the dragon isn't friendly? They thought to themselves. Will the village be in danger? Entering the gathered mass of people and watching the tides of blue heads part around Leah's confident stride was something to behold, especially for Timak who had never dreamed to have such confidence in their whole life. Then she pointed out the Dasaka royalty. Timak spoke to Leah, just loud enough for her to hear but hopefully nobody else. In fact, that particular hope led the Toa of Sonics to attempt a new sonic ability. They reached into the space surrounding them with their mind, and pictured a bubble of perfectly still air around them, manifesting a sonic shield around their conversation. "I've never seen people like that before, let alone royalty. Where do they come from? Should I bow?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend @Umbraline Yumiwa
  16. [IC: Timak, Akiri's Hut, Ga-Koro] Timak was starting to consider asking a second time, the guard having been rather vague about whether the Akiri was accepting visitors or not. They were keen not to make a bad first impression though, so they simply turned their gaze to the floor and scuffed their feet idly, becoming lost in thought... completely missing the growing crowd that gathered way behind, at the docks. The guard noticed, of course. Timak was stirred out of their daydreaming by the guard's sudden entry to the hut, and looked up at the mention of "dragon". Dragon?! How in the world did I miss that? Must have happened while I was walking over here... A familiar face burst through the open door. “Timak? Have you been waiting out here this entire time?’ "Oh! Well I didn't want to interrupt anything important, I was just hoping to introduce myself to the Akiri since.. well, I'm new in town. But I suppose that goes for half the population now, right?" They turned to look at the growing crowd in the distance. "I take it you're off to see what all that's about?" ooc: @Vezok's Friend, and @ARROW404 ? (if you're still hanging out with Leah)
  17. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro "Vines and flowers? That sounds pretty," Timak smiles, "I'm sure I won't miss it then. Thanks!" They raise the half-eaten bread. "And thanks for the food as well, I feel much better now!" Turning on a heel, they almost skip away in the direction of the market, feeling in such a light mood. But, they don't, remembering that that's probably not a normal thing to do. Suddenly a thought crosses Timak's mind and they turn after a couple of steps, calling back with a wave - "I owe you a favour, catch me again next time you need anything and I'll do my best!" Now, turning to the route ahead, Timak finds themselves walking at quite a good pace, long legs striding through the crowds with an eager bounce. Things were finally starting to come into place, and they couldn't help smiling at the idea that they would soon be making themselves useful. Whether that idea came to fruition remained to be seen, depending on what happened when they introduced themselves to the Akiri, but that didn't stop the Toa's hopeful mood. Unable to keep their eagerness in check, their pace sped into a jog, briskly bounding along across the lilypads and boardwalks. After not too long they came across the thoroughfare, and slowed to admire the scene, passing by the memorial flowers and sparing them a respectful glance, unable to actually stop still, but thinking to themselves how well those honoured fallen must have succeeded, considering the beautiful state of the village at present. Eventually coming into the park with the Akiri's hut, they slowed to a walk once more, looking for the hut with the guards. Spotting it, Timak stopped to shake out the excitement; settling into a calmer demeanour and clearing their throat. Then they approached the guards. "Good evening.. I'm a new arrival on the island. May I speak to the Akiri? I was sent here without my memories, but I want to offer my help in whatever I can." ooc: Thanks @Mel ! And - hello @Vezok's Friend @ARROW404 @Haman Karn: A Magical Girl feel free to bunny Timak into the house if it makes things flow easier e.g. "guard says yes. X watches Timak wander cautiously into the hut, looking around at the odd scene before them"
  18. [IC: Timak, East Ga-Koro Fishery District] Timak takes the yucca bread gratefully, smiling. "I hope I didn't make a nuisance of myself. I'm really grateful for you introducing me to this village in such a meaningful way." They think for a moment, taking a bite of the bread and chewing slowly. "Ko..? I'm guessing that's Ko-Koro, like Ga-Koro? It sounds nice, but on balance, I think I'll go meet up with Leah Maru and Kimala at the Akiri's hut since I'm already right here. The Akiri is the boss here, right? I would hope they might be pleased to hear of a new Toa in their town, even if I'm pretty much a blank slate at the moment... but then again, maybe that's a good thing." "It's that way, right?" - Timak gestures vaguely with the bread, back in the direction they came, secretly hoping for more than a 'yes' to help them on their way. ooc: @Mel
  19. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro East Fishery District Surprised by the sudden outburst, Timak takes a step back, concerned. "Are you alright? Did you burn your hand...or, did I say something...?" Seeing the look on her face, they come to a decision without waiting for an answer. "I should change back. This is obviously stressing you out." And with another few seconds of mask-glowing, the Toa was back to their normal height and appearance. "Well, I know one thing. I'm not a real Toa yet. I'm just a tall gray matoran without a clue what they're here for." They sit back down, and finish off the last few mouthfuls of their soup, thinking. "I want to talk with someone in charge.. maybe they can give me something useful to do." ooc: @Mel
  20. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro Fishery District Timak thinks about this for a moment while chewing on a chunk of fish. "Well" - picking out a stray fish bone and flicking it into the water - "I suppose I must have come from overseas, given that I arrived here in a canister, but I can't make out any memories of the places I've been.. or even... even any people I might have known." They tipped the half-full bowl of stew from side to side, watching it move about, but really their mind was very far away. "It's hazy but... I was by the sea. I remember finding that canister somehow... and in that moment, in my head, the only correct thing to do was to get into it. I think the Great Spirit wanted me to. The canister was ...bigger then ..." - they look at their hand holding the bowl, seeing how it fits more easily into one palm compared to Talli's - "or, was I smaller?" The tall Toa sits incredibly still beside Talli, staring out to sea, the stew forgotten. "How can that be? Did I become a Toa... inside the canister?", they mutter, raising a hand to their face and feeling for the first time the unfamiliar shape of their mask, more angular than their blurred memory of it... ".. Why? Mata Nui... what did you send me here for?" They stand slowly, having enough presence of mind to place the stew carefully on the pier beside them. They look upon the Ga-Matoran with a new sense of recognition. A deep breath, eyes fixed on her face... and Timak's mask begins to glow brightly. The shapes of their limbs and armor become indistinct, shimmering like the waves beneath them. Their mask itself shifts, softening, as their entire body appears to shrink to the height of a Matoran, silver armor giving way to gray and black. Their buried memory resurfacing and revealing itself through the Toa's mask power. Standing before Talli now is the image of a De-Matoran, their gray Noble Mahiki painted in an expression of relaxed thoughtfulness. Timak opens their eyes, smiling a little as they look down at their body. "Yes, this is who I ... was. How could I have forgotten?" ooc: @Mel
  21. With a mouth full of soup, Timak looks up, hastily swallowing to reply, "Oh! Yeah sure. I was kinda... not thinking." They stand up, clutching the bowl, and eyeing the pack of bread and plantains curiously. "Lead the way Talli, I'm sure you know the quiet places around here." The Toa stands up and awkwardly casts a smile towards the Matoran who cooked the food, gesturing with the bowl. "It's good. Thanks!" they say quietly, before shuffling off in whichever direction Talli goes. @Onaku @Mel
  22. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro (East Fishing District) Nearing the shop, as the crowds around them became more consistently short and blue, Timak began to feel more and more like a fish out of water... which was ironic, given present company. They took in the sights, smells and sounds of the local trade. Mostly the sounds. Their attention flitted from the unique tramping noise of matoran feet on lilypads, to the lapping of the sea against the leafy boardwalks, to the odd slopping noise of Talli's catch as she turned in her spoils. Lots of wet sounds here. Timak supposed that made sense. Approaching the stall with the red lantern, they found themselves drawn in by the scent of stewed fish. Timak couldn't remember the last meal they had, and right now they couldn't imagine anything better than digging into whatever produced that delicious aroma. They came close to the stall, standing right behind Talli to the point of almost touching, bent forward and curiously taking in all the details. Their looming silhouette clearly caught the attention of the shopkeeper. “Talli! What’s this? Finally got yerself a boyfriend again?” said the elder matoran. Timak straightened, muttering "Oh, I'm not a... uh", glancing between Talli and her friend while the conversation continued, then stepping back and looking to Zadred, watching her face for a reaction, in an effort to avoid the cook's eye contact. The words "Tall, dark an' handsome", however, cut through this defence like a hot knife through butter, and being at a complete loss, Timak simply sat right down on the spot. At least now they weren't the tallest one in the group, they thought, as they stared ahead at a blank patch of lilypad, blushing furiously. Being handed the cup of stew snapped them out of the stupor, though. They gazed up at Talli, offered a quiet but genuine "Thank you" and took the bowl eagerly. They sipped at the broth, all cares melting away in the warm, salty yet aromatic goodness that flowed from the cup, and started to relax. Happily sitting there on the floor in the middle of a crowd of strangers, eyes lost in the mixture of fish chunks and herbs swirling around the bowl. ooc: @Mel @Onaku
  23. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro Outer Village The lanky grey Toa thinks absent-mindedly about their recent history (all 30 minutes of it) and wonders about their forgotten past, whilst ambling along behind the the two shorter ones, feeling suddenly out of place in the small group. Standing a head taller than Zadred and a good bit more than the other, Timak feels themselves slouching to compensate, trying - ineffectively - to avoid sticking out too much as they pass through the village. They decide to soften the awkward situation with some attempted small-talk. "So uhm.. " Timak immediately trips up as they realise they don't know the Ga-Matoran's name, " uh... Miss... " gesturing open-handed to her and smiling, " I don't think I caught your name? But I was wondering what you do around here on a normal day. ".. they look down toward the Skakdi, "Same goes for you, Zadred, I suppose?" ooc: @Onaku @Mel
  24. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro Timak nods, moving to follow Zadred and Talli. Then just before leaving, they turn to Kimala and Leah with intent. "I really want to be of use now that I'm here. Once you've spoken to the Akiri, where can I meet you again?" @Mel @Onaku @ARROW404 @Vezok's Friend
  25. IC: Timak, Ga-Koro Timak looks uncertain for a few seconds, torn. They already agreed to eat with Zadred, but Kimala seems very kind and the thought of missing an opportunity to train with her and possibly Leah was troubling. Not to mention, from the sound of it, The Great Takea would not be the best place for them right now... "Isn't there any other place we can eat?" Timak asks the group, "I'm really not sure I can deal with a crowd yet..." They squint through the busy village, looking to see if anybody is selling food on the street. Ah, how relaxing it would be to just sit on the edge of a lilypad, feet dangling in the water, staring out at the ocean while they gathered their thoughts and filled their stomach. Somehow, given the atmosphere and the pressing matters at hand, Timak doubted they would get such a chance, but they daydreamed anyway. @Vezok's Friend@Onaku@Mel@ARROW404
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