re:Twilite

IC: Hawke Tennyr; Dal Riata The Toa of Fire strode through the harsh and barren desert until he found the bar. "The Dal Riata. I can't wait..." Hawke said this and entered the bar slowly, as too not make many sudden moves. He was always weary of his surroundings these days, as he could trust NO ONE. He moved into the bar and caught eye of Marda. He gasped. She was just as beautiful as he had seen her last, so long ago."Marda. It's been too long."

IC: TwiliteTwilite watched as the boat drifted slowly towards a cantina on an island. He couldn't wait to get off the ship and perform whatever Odhran planned for them.OOC: Unless he gets let down XD

IC: Terralo; Ezio's YardTerralo moved close behind Ezio, withdrawing a few blades if this newcomer were to try anything suspicious. "Welcome, Toa of Stone," he said softly.

Scatta by Skrillex with Foreign Beggars & Bare Noize

Split The Atom by Noisia. It's not the usual dubstep/drum and bass that I usually listen to, but I like it. The opening track is sick and their (2) collabs with Foreign Beggars are gold.

I wish I would post quite a bit more, and stop focusing in on the BZPRPG XDDD

IC: TerraloHe listened carefully, taking in everything that his new "master" said. "What should I do if the target catches me and starts a confrontation? Fight them? Or run?"

IC: TwiliteThe Toa chuckled to himself. "Hehe," he mumbled, walking to the bow of the ship. "I'll win you over eventually." He looked out towards the beautiful sea. Breathing in the smell of ocean water, he said to himself: "This is gonna be great."

IC: Twilite"Sorry Captain," he said, not acknowledging Moylan at first. "You know...I don't think we're gonna get along very well."

IC: Twilite"Look," he said, pointing a finger at Moylan. "It's not that big of a deal. They'll always be more loot." He continued. "And I don't feel like I have to mind my own business."

IC: Terralo; Ezio's Training Yard"A little, yes." The Vortixx said, pulling out a few small blades. "These aren't just for throwing." He then swiftly ran over to one of the dummies, flipped over it and held a blade to it's 'throat.' "How's this?" he earnestly asked.

IC: Twilite; Odhran's ship. Twilite scooped up his pile and placed it into his satchel. "Thank you, Odhran." He glanced up and over at Moylan. "Hey! you're getting more than me and Draebe! Can't you just take the 27 percent and let it be?" He said this expecting a strong reaction. But he needed to justify himself as the ship's second-in-command.

IC: Shades drawn, the room is completely insulated from reality. A few lightstones are dimly lit, casting eerie pools of red and yellow light. Broken furniture is strewn about the room. A trail of blood leads to a closed door. This is the work of a killer. Or is it? Can one assume that this home was broken into? Of course. But by whom? The answer is located behind that door.The door opens. Out comes a Toa. Roughly six and a half feet tall, he strides past the mess as if it were nothing. He stops and sighs, deep and heavy. Turning on his heels, he goes back to the room. Within seconds, he returns with a large sword, and an infected mask. He slips the mask into a satchel around his back and exits the house, slamming the door. We go, now, to the back room. Blood has stained the wood floors on the way back there. The trail leads to a Toa. Dead, of course. A gaping wound in his abdomen is obvious. As is the dark and gruesome tone of his armor. He is the product of Xa-Koro. Infected by an unknown source. This is where our tale picks back up, with our friend, the Toa who made this mess.He is walking through the streets of Ta-Koro. His home. But homely it is not. He needs answers. But where to begin? He ponders this himself. Then, he remembers a friend. From long ago. Word has gotten to him of her opening a bar in Po-Koro. And so he heads there.OOC: That was Hawke Tennyr. My Toa of Fire. And off to Po-Wahi with him.

IC: Terralo; Ezio's HomeThe Vortixx walked over to the bed and sat down. It had a soft feel, with satin sheets softer than a Fikou spider's silk. Terralo removed a few objects from his pockets like a few knives, a folded up map of Ko-Koro, and a makeshift compass. He then hung his satchel on one of the bed posts and placed his hatchet next to it. His only belonging he had with him now was his great sword, which was strapped to his back."So. Should I rest now before we start, or shall we jump right into the training?" he said, addressing Ezio.

IC: Terralo to Ezio"No," said the Vortixx. "I'm afraid not. I'm...a bit of a drifter when it comes to living situations."

IC: TwiliteHis eyes grew large, and Twilite too grinned incredibly. "Thank you sir, you won't regret this, I promise." He calmed himself a little bit and addressed everyone on the deck. "My name is Twilite. Toa of Electricity."

IC: TwiliteThe Toa of Electricity glanced at Moylan and Dreabe. "Hello you two. And Moylan, I'm sorry about just jumping onto the ship. I was just curious, is all." He finished, turning to Odhran. "I have this," he held out his hand, in it were 7 widgets. "And it took me about an hour, sir."

IC: TwiliteTwilite just stared at the blades that were pointed at him by this female Toa. "Look, I'm not here for trouble," he said. "It's actually the opposite." He glanced over to where Odhran was now standing. "Sir!"

IC: Terralo"Of course," he said to Ezio. Even though he was listening to the assassin, he was still admiring the artifacts and paintings in the room he had been led to. "I would very much like to join you. But you're an assassin. And I can only imagine that initiation is tough."

IC: TwiliteHe slowly pulled himself up and over the side. Looking around the deck, he didn't notice anything too special about it. "Hmmm..." he said, walking towards one of the beams that supported the masts. He put his hand on the wood and looked out toward the sea. "I really hope I get this job. I'd love to sail on those waters."

IC: TwiliteTwilite dropped the bag of items slowly and set it next to Odhran. "I'm sure you won't mind if I take a look around your ship," he said, looking at the sleeping Captain. "I promise not to break anything." He turned and started up a rope that hung from the ship.

IC: Twilite"I've got the stu..." Twilite half-said as he trotted over, noticing that Odhran had fallen asleep. "Maybe I was gone for a while...excuse me...Sir?" He asked, nudging Odhran with his elbow.

IC: Terralo; Ezio's Hut"My name, sir, is Terralo." He bowed his head in respect to the Toa, as it was obvious by the sacred artifacts housed in his home, that he was perhaps a very noble warrior. "Many fine artifacts you have here," said Terralo, eyeing the box-ful of widgets.

IC: Twilite"Yes sir. Food and ammo." He turned on his heels to locate the nearest bazaar. He knew just the place, but it certainly would take longer than two minutes.--Finding the shop he knew about, he strode through the cloth that draped the opening of the store. "Twilite! Long time no see!" said the jolly storeowner. "Yes. It has been a long time. Now, I think I've got a job lined up and the guy needs a few things for his crew." Welp," said the storeowner again, "I'd be happy to help." And with that, he ran to the back of the store, retrieving many items.As he came back, Twilite already had a pile of things-mainly ammo-to take back to Odhran. The storeowner placed packages of salted beef and other foods next to the others on the overflowing counter. "Here," said Twilite, dropping the widgets into the storeowners hand. "Oh my. Thank you Twilite. Here. I'll throw in a backpack to carry this stuff."Once they finished packing the food and ammo into the backpack, Twilite shook the storeowners hand. "Goodbye, old friend." And with that he was out of the store, climbing over the dunes back to where Odhran was.OOC: His mask is the Kanohi Calix, Mask of Fate. And I just made that NPC really quick to aid me.

IC: Twilite"I choose D. Other. I would simply assume she were the flirty type." He continued to look at Odhran, hoping for a witty remark. "Of course, if she weren't, then I would just have to ignore her. And possibly win her over with my great looks." He said this and brushed a bit of sand off of his thigh.