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IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends and not nice Rahkshi >:c

A burst of unfamiliar sounds grabs hold of Grakata's attention, snapping his focus to the source. Eyes widening at the oncoming projectiles, the Vorahk turns to Lost and A!, leaping over the table at them to tackle them to safety. "GET DOWN!!!" Who in their right mind is openly shooting outside of the gym?! I know Rahkshi are encouraged to become better but i'm not sure if this qualifies!

IC: Paradox - Library

Paradox continues to read cover to cover the books he's amassed, and within three hours he exchanges a column of his literary wall for a new stack of books upon finishing the last one in the current stack. The Panrahk even mutters to himself a sentence or two, maybe a paragraph from whatever book he is currently reading.

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

Grakata relaxes and even affords a lazy smile towards his new friends. These two aren't half bad... I think I can get used to them... "I'm glad for you, Lost." Wiping any remaining slop off his faceplate, then licking said face-slop off his hand, the Vorahk stands up to stretch before going over to A!'s bags and placing them on the table close to the purple Rahkshi. "Now then, let's get the two of you situated into dorms. I'm gonna be honest now, I have absolutely no clue how many dorms are taken. On the off-chance that there aren't that many dorms left, are you two comfortable with either having or being roommates?"

IC: Paradox - Library

Finishing the current book, Paradox places it back in its original space on the shelf. With a dull, almost predatory hiss, he scans his immediate surroundings. Finding that he is, at least for the current moment, alone, he vanishes from existence before reappearing elsewhere in the library. Darting his head about, he scans every inch of the new spot. A minor hiss of disgust denotes failure in whatever he is searching for. Vanishing again, he blinks back into existence in another spot somewhere in the library. Repeating his actions from before, his eyes dart about, voraciously consuming visual stimuli and information. While there is no audible hiss, the Panrahk does however frown in an annoyed fashion. The third time is always a charm... Let us see if it's a reliable one... Blinking away once more, he apparats for a third time before drawing out a hiss of approval. "Finally..." Paradox slowly walks towards a shadowy alcove of one of the library's corners. Far enough away to not be heard... Dark enough to freely speak... Absolutely perfect. Teleporting back to the spot of where he held his conversation with the Rahkshi, Exxan, he begins amassing books. Blinking back and forth, from one spot to the next, again and again. Disappearing. Reappearing. Until finally a literary fortress wall of leather bound knowledge has sealed off Paradox's dark little corner. Teleporting into the sectioned off space, the Rahkshi sets his club against a wall, then positions his legs to where he can engage the ability to fly. Content, he hovers in place before plucking a book off the top of his wall, and gingerly removing the cannister from his satchel. "Quarter turn... Half turn... Quarter turn... Push... Ah, there we are." Placing the cannister back into the satchel again, Paradox closes up the bag as the recording from before begins to play. Audibly lessened, however, because of the satchel.

"Hello Paradox, a little gukko bird has told me much about you. You're quite the promising new breed, aren't you? And spawned from the Brotherhood's most esteemed scientist no less. Truly I am impressed. Teleportation is quite a power, though a common power if i'm being honest. But i'm not one to judge; frankly I think teleportation is quite... advantageous, wouldn't you agree?" The voice in the recording, honeyed in sound but dripping with poisonous nature, chuckles. "Now then, i'm more than certain the indoctrination has fully cemented itself into that squishy slug brain of yours, so pay close attention, and heed every. Single. Word. Do you understand? Good. This is your mission, and you have my permission to replay this message should you... become confused, either with what you should do, or where your loyalties really do. Remember; Good hunters always do their jobs. Now then, this damnable war, while good for business, is costing me more than i'd care to invest. Your job is to turn the tide of this war; Go to Corpus Rahkshi, and kill any whom you think will keep us from winning. This can be staff or students. However, don't just blindly go in and attempt to murder the first Rahkshi you come across. You are a hunter after all, so hunt them. Track them. Learn everything you can about them before you strike, and when you DO go in for the kill, make sure they're truly dead. There's a reason why Kraata come in fourty two different variations. Keeps the makuta that make them from having to worry about weaknesses, and the fact that they can be mass produced is no joke either. The price of failure is death. Dead hunters are not good hunters. Good hunters always do their jobs. So do your job, and do it well. Rest assured that a little birdie will definitely keep an eye on you, so don't worry about sending me reports of your progress." Like before, now again, a chuckle. "I've held you up long enough, it's time for you to get to work." 

An amused hiss escapes the Rahkshi's throat as he opens his book, flipping past title and table of contents till he reaches the first page. Quietly responding only to the books and shadows, Paradox begins reading. "Nonsense, you haven't held me up at all. In fact, I've busied myself quite a bit. My first day here and already I've learned so much. I even had a pleasant conversation with another student. Quite intelligent, if i'm being honest. I'm more than certain that he, and everyone else, will be worthy targets... No no no no, there's no need to send... Others... If you didn't think I was capable, you would have sent someone else ages ago... Then again..." He turns the page, hissing his expression into a smirk. "Ages ago, you never had me... The mission is in good hands... Good hunters always do their jobs."

IC: Paradox - Library

After shaking hands with Exxan, Paradox scratches slightly at a patch of blue on his neck, before turning his attention to the bookshelf next to him and picking a book to read.

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"So, entitled brats, in essence, then...? How... disappointing. But strangely understandable. Power corrupts, after all, and if an influential makuta such as Icarax has deputized a select group of Rahkshi, it would make sense for said individuals to flaunt their newfound influence." And with that being the case, prideful targets are easy targets... Best not to relax on that fact though... I'm in a school essentially full of others like me, and there's still allot I don't know... However, I think I've overstayed my part in this conversation... Don't want to immediately start watching my back now, do I? Paradox moves his hand away from the patch of green on his arm and extends his hand. "Well, thank you so much for your assistance Exxan. You probably should be on your way, but I do look forward to our next conversation."

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"Just a few more questions, ah, but I do appreciate your assistance and patience for letting me pick your brain on this. I promise I won't hold you up for too much longer. I know you explained the staff here, but is there something that resembles a student body here at Corpus? Something or someone that other Rahkshi can go to when staff members are unavailable?"

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"Quick healing would make the most sense for medicinal purposes." And the most infuriating. Targets like that are excruciatingly hard to kill. The Panrahk absentmindedly scratches at a patch of green material on his elbow. This assignment is already difficult with the current data, a quick healing Rahkshi will just make things worse-- n O    N O    N O    N O ! ! !    D o n ' t    t h I N K    T H e    b a d    t h o u g h t s !    G o o D    H u n t e r s    d o    t h E I R    J O B S .    K I L L    t h e    b a d    t h o u g h t s .    B l e e d    t h e    b A D    t h O u g H T s .    R I p .    T e a r .    S m A S H    t h e m .    G o b b l e    u p    t h e    I c k y    t h o u g h t    K r a a t a .    n A S T y    f I L t h y    t h o u g t    w o r m s . Paradox's spines twitch quite a bit from the back to the base of his neck, yet he shudders as if a chill went down those very spines. "I've always been envious of anyone who could bounce back from such grievous injuries. My makuta, Mutran, had quite a number of quick healing Rahkshi. They were quite helpful in dealing with either his or Chirox's experiments."

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

The vorahk looks over at his purple compatriot. "What about you, A? You still hungry, or are you wanting to head to the dorms?"

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

The staff purposely restrain themselves...? Interesting. Are they that confident in their abilities and powers to where they can get away without exercising them? Or do they train off campus, to ensure they have a physical advantage? "Really? That's rather interesting. If you don't mind my asking, what kind of Rahkshi is Palma?"

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

"Hm? Still hungry, Lost? I can grab you another tray of food if you're wanting."

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"Really? A Le-skakdi? Is control over air the only power he has? Or does Suvak have laser vision as well?"

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

After finally schlorping through enough slop, Grakata comes up for air once more and gives... well, not a mighty belch, but certainly a very audible burp. Truly, the result of a meal of champions.

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"That does make quite a bit of sense when you think about it... As for, what was his name again? Suvak? As for Suvak, what kind of skakdi is he, and where is he currently?"

OOC: Sweet Jeebus it has been a while since i posted. Apologies for those i'm interacting with!

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

"So, other than on specific instruction from Icarax, Gorast is rarely here. Interesting." One less obstacle in my way... But said obstacle has just marked itself as a loose end... I hate loose ends. "Is it just Gorast that is the only other Makuta to show here? Or do others make their way through as well? And you mentioned something about a Skakdi?" The Panrahk opens their mouth to rattle off another question, but quickly closes it. Easy Paradox... Don't get too enthusiastic. Chuckling, Paradox absentmindedly scratches at a patch of blue metal on his neck. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to overwhelm you with questions."

Now that i'm posting in the correct thread; There is more, yes? Please? Soon? Your work is hella amazing!

IC: Paradox - Library w/ Exxan

Two Makuta? This must be a rather important resource to the Brotherhood... This means I need more knowledge... Should make things interesting. "I happened to spot some ruins on the way here. Those were Makuta Gorast's doing? And you had said 'visit', this makuta isn't a regular staff person? How often does she frequent the school?"

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

Continuing to devour his food via face, Grakata pauses just long enough to come up for air before plunging his face back into his food once again. To be honest... The food still needs salt... But the new perspective on eating it is... Strangely refreshing.

IC: Paradox - Library with Exxan

"Interesting. Are there any other staff other than what you've listed?"

IC: Paradox - Library

"Excellent, a pleasure to meet you Exxan. Tell me, what do you know of... what's the name of this place again...? Corpus Rahkshi? … I believe that's it, yes; what do you know of Corpus Rahkshi?"

IC: Paradox - Library

"Well, to be quite honest; everything. You see, I just arrived here not that long ago, and so that puts me rather deep in the dark, intellectually speaking. But since 'Everything' is such a broad subject, let's start with introductions. My name is Paradox, and you are...?"

IC: Paradox - Library

The brown Rahkshi's attention was quick to snap to the individual placing a book back on the shelf, but made no signs of aggression. No hackles raising, no spines rattling. An eerie calm about them. "It's alright... Actually, I was wondering if I could pick your brain for a minute or two, if you aren't against conversation."

IC: Grakata - refectory w/ friends

Grakata was at a loss for words. No response could be given. Nothing. All the Vorahk could do was sit there, staring at the pair of Rahkshi in front of him, dumbfounded as they were both face first in their meals, scarfing it down without restraint or care. Gradually, the black Rahkshi slowly planted his faceplate into the palm of his hand. Truly, maximum levels of done have been achieved.

Y'know what... Screw it... I can just work off the extra food tomorrow morning. Groaning slightly as he gets up from the table, he skates over to the dispensary once again. Grabbing a tray, he piles on both types of nutrient slop in an uneven mixed mound of goop. Skating on back to the others, Grakata sets the tray down, sits down across from his new friends, and without a single to give, plops his face down into his food, the result of which is a rather audible glorp, as he begins wolfing it down like Lost and A!. If you can't beat them, join them.

IC: Grakata - refectory

"I... Guess you weren't kidding when you said you were... Hungry..." Let Lost eat first, then ask questions... that's IF he remembers to come up for air... I hope. Looking over at A!, Grakata sits across from Lost. "Go ahead friend, drop your bags here with me. Go eat. I can keep watch."

IC: Paradox - Hallways/Library

Picking a hallway and beginning to walk, either not caring or not noticing his club dragging behind him, the 'Panrahk' deliberately takes his time in finding the library; going down each and every hall and wing, taking note of as much detail as he can, analyzing which paths lead to where, which stretches of hallways students congregate the most, possible locations to hide. Once he's satisfied that fourty five minutes is enough time to get a rough map in his head, he takes the most direct path to the library itself.

Hefting his club onto his shoulder, he makes his way inside and begins browsing the various sections.

OOC: Paradox is now open for interaction if anyone is in the library!

IC: Grakata - with friends/refectory

"In all honesty, you really shouldn't be surprised, but who am I to tell you how to react." Bracing with his staff, Grakata turns the final corner and skates through the door to the refectory. "Well, here we are. A, go ahead and set your stuff down at any of the tables. I'll watch over them. Line for food..." he remarks, pointing his staff without much effort. "...is over there, as are bowls and trays. Grab one and head over to the dispensaries." Dunno why they have trays since there's not that much food variety... like at all... But that's besides the point. "The choices are either grey slop with mystery lumps, or mystery slop with grey lumps. If you happen to have spices on hand, first off, at least share with me, second off, they'll make the food taste so much better. Nutrition as a flavor tends to get rather old." Seriously, you'd think it would kill the faculty or the headmaster to at least allow salt of all things.

IC: Paradox - Halfway to Corpus Rahkshi

Taking a deep breath, Paradox teleports closer and closer to the school, stopping only at the last stretch of hill that remains between him and the front door of Corpus Rahkshi. Taking a moment to kneel, he sets his club aside and pulls up his satchel, opening it and removing from it a cylindrical tube in the shape of a Toa cannister. Gripping the 'lid' of the tube, he twists a quarter turn clockwise, half a turn counter clockwise, then a quarter turn clockwise once again, until the tube clicks. Palming the revealed button, a panel at the bottom of the tube irises open, revealing a small speaker. Setting the device in front of him, the Rahkshi sits down and closes his eyes.

The device then begins to play a recording.

"Hello Paradox, a little gukko bird has told me much about you. You're quite the promising new breed, aren't you? And spawned from the Brotherhood's most esteemed scientist no less. Truly I am impressed. Teleportation is quite a power, though a common power if i'm being honest. But i'm not one to judge; frankly I think teleportation is quite... advantageous, wouldn't you agree?" The voice in the recording, flowing like water but with a weight like the crushing depths, chuckles. "Now then, i'm more than certain the indoctrination has fully cemented itself into that squishy slug brain of yours, so pay close attention, and heed every. Single. Word. Do you understand?" The brown Rahkshi nods, eerily treating this recording as if it was some kind of person. "Good. This is your mission, and you have my permission to replay this message should you... become confused, either with what you should do, or where your loyalties really do. Remember; Good hunters always do their jobs. Now then, this damnable war, while good for business, is costing me more than i'd care to invest. Your job is to turn the tide of this war; Go to Corpus Rahkshi, and kill any whom you think will keep us from winning. This can be staff or students. However, don't just blindly go in and attempt to murder the first Rahkshi you come across. You are a hunter after all, so hunt them. Track them. Learn everything you can about them before you strike, and when you DO go in for the kill, make sure they're truly dead. There's a reason why Kraata come in fourty two different variations. Keeps the makuta that make them from having to worry about weaknesses, and the fact that they can be mass produced is no joke either. The price of failure is death. Dead hunters are not good hunters. Good hunters always do their jobs. So do your job, and do it well. Rest assured that a little birdie will definitely keep an eye on you, so don't worry about sending me reports of your progress." The voice chuckles once again. "I've held you up long enough, it's time for you to get to work." 

Just like how it was opened, Paradox closes the tube up and puts it back in his satchel. Picking up his club, he stands back up and teleports towards the front door of the school until there's no distance between him and the door. "Good hunters do their job... Good hunters do their job... Good hunters do their job..." Drawing out a low hiss, Paradox opens the door and walks in. "Don't worry sir... I can do the job... I'll get it done... Because good hunters do their job..." Blinking, letting his eyes adjust to the change in lighting, he looks down the hallways that trail away from the door. "This hunter needs to learn... Library it is, then."

OOC: oh lawdy yas it's finally done, second post for Paradox is up! Don't care that it's tied to a post for Grakata as well, i'm just happy that I did it!

IC: Paradox

A ferryboat approaches a small harbor on the island of Nynrah, slowing down to meet the pier. On the deck of the boat sits a Panrahk, and a ferryman at the helm of the boat itself. Upon the boat bumping into the dock, the Rahkshi's head snaps to the direction of the offending sound, vanishing from existence like the blink of an eye, and reappearing onto the dock itself. Scanning the immediate surroundings, their eyes lock onto the silhouette of Corpus Rahkshi, the destination of all new breed Rahkshi.

"H e y,    P a r a d o x."

The Panrahk slowly turns and glares with venom at the ferryman calling his name. Taking it as the only sign of acknowledgement they're going to get, the lone ferry captain scoops up a small satchel, and hefts up onto his shoulder a large, club like weapon. Walking over to the side of the boat, he tosses Paradox the satchel. Catching without much effort, Paradox glares daggers at the boat captain one last time before looking inside.

"Y o u r    o r d e r ' s    a r e    I n    t h e r e .    S t r a I g h t    f r o m    t h e    t o p.    Y o u    f o l l o w    t h e m    t o    t h e    l e t t e r ,    a r e    w e    c l e a r    o n    t h I s ?"

Slowly, with a gradual hiss, Paradox looks back at the captain. "Transparently." was the only response given. With that, the ferryman hefts the club from his shoulder, and places it at the feet of the Rahkshi on the dock. Going back to the helm, the ferryman begins to pull the boat away from the pier. "S t a y    h I d d e n ,    t r y    n o t    t o    b l o w    y o u r    c o v e r ,    a n d . . . .    r e m I n d    y o u r s e l f . . . .    t o    s t a y    f o c u s e d ."

Just as quietly as the boat arrived, it was gone, and Paradox was gone not that long after. Teleporting ever closer towards the school, Paradox stopped until he was at the halfway point between the docks and Corpus. He could see the outline of the school with greater clarity, and could even make out the sheen of living rock that the school was made out of. "Corpus Rahkshi... The most esteemed school for new breeds... More like an esteemed waste of time... Let's find out who among you really is worthy of being called Rahkshi..."

OOC: Good golly miss molly, this post took longer than it should! I went through more revisions of this post than i'd care to admit, but at least it's finally done! Follow up post will hopefully be up within two hours minimum! I'd get it up sooner but chores need doing and I need to lay down for a bit

IC: Grakata

"Dormitories can be as dark as you want them. Corpus was made with Rahkshi in mind. Anyway, refectory isn't too far now, but don't be too surprised by the food" Or at least what passes for food.... Hm.... Still need to see about making a trip to The Cauldron.... try and get some spices or something.

IC: Grakata

"Sure. Dormetories are not far." Grakata pushes himself backwards with his staff, lazily turning about to resume leading the new Rahkshi to the refectory.

IC: Grakata

Grakata looks down at the purple Rahkshi's chalk board, then back at the Rahkshi in question. "Well, A!, it is good to meet you." And it is good to know NEVER to startle you.  E V E R. Shifting his weight onto one of his skates, the black Rahkshi lazily balances on one foot before standing with both feet on the ground. "Once again, my name is Grakata. My friend's name is lost. We were on our way to grab food, do you wish to come along?"