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Keeper of Kraata

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  1. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) "Irna!" Skorm's expression brightened when he spotted his comrade. "I was just catching up with Tekmo. He want's to come with us. I don't have a problem with it; just considering the logistical issues of hauling four of us across the island and sea when all we have is a two-seater buggy." OOC: @Conway @Toru Nui
  2. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) On his shoulder, IV suddenly was very interested in the scenery. Skorm smirked. "Something about being carsick, I think. Anyway, we should make our way to Irna's place; I think Kei has been sleeping there, and we need to go over the plan with her. And she's good with tech, so she might be able to come up with a solution for my two-seater having to take four people across the island and what I presume is the sea." Skorm looked away to the horizon, his eyes taking in the rays being shed and scorching the wastes around them, broken up by lonely clouds as the two toa walked through the scarred Koro. "I really wish we had a map of this island." When they were outside of Irna's hut, Skorm lifted IV off his shoulder and onto the ground. "Go get Kei, she'll be happy to see you." IV scurried into the hut, clicking and chirping. Skorm's smile faded back into seriousness as he turned and leaned against the side of the hut, crossing his arms "What happened to you? I haven't seen you since we split before the battle." Inside Irna's hut, IV scanned the interior, searching for the person both it and Skorm had classified as 'friend'. Spotting Keitara, IV activated its wing modules to fly up to land beside her on the bed. IV chimed a preprogrammed soft wakeup alarm; a relic from its time as an assistant to a now-dead Ghost. IV felt things were right. OOC: @Toru Nui @TL01 NUVA
  3. IC: Skorm (Metro-Koro) Skorm snorted. "Maybe you can, I don't know. You'd have to ask Kei, this whole thing is her vision. Irna and I are coming along out of..." Uncertainty flickered over Skorm's mask. "... for moral support, I suppose. But I feel like if she finds the answers she's looking for, I might be able to find out what happened to me." The interceptor rustled, and IV poked its insectoid head out of the passenger compartment, warbling. It beeped excitedly, buzzing out to meet Skorm. The Twi-Toa smiled, offering his arm. The fohrok-va landed and scurried onto Skorm's shoulder and into his drawn-back hood. It issued a rapid-fire series of beeps and squeaks. "Oh, he did now?" Skorm chuckled again. "Let's go ask them. They're around here somewhere." OOC: @Toru Nui
  4. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) "Tekmo?" Skorm had been climbing through the wreckage, trying to find anything of use for Metru-Koro. "It feels like its been an age since you left." The Toa of twilight sighed and surveyed the wrecked hut. "Also, where's my car? And IV? Kei, I mean, Keitara had a vision to go to the Kumu Islets, and I'm going to be joining her along with Irna. We need to modify the Interceptor to fit a Zyglak." Skorm smiled softly. "Also I'm glad to see you're not dead." OOC: @Toru Nui
  5. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) Wincing as he hauled himself back onto two feet, Skorm surveyed the damage as Okuo approached. "You mean the mutant skakdi raid, the bombing, or the warhawk leadership?" Skorm had had enough of this town. The Aspect was courteous, at least. "I'm fine, just... tired. Excuse me," he said as he parted the group to make his way back to Keitara. Irna was conversing with one of the strangers. "Kei, you alright?" OOC: @Toru Nui @Onaku @TL01 NUVA
  6. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) As the strange blind Skakdi retreated, Skorm collapsed onto his knees, breathing heavily. If anything else happened, he would probably drop dead. "Hooo..." He turned his head towards Ulkarr. "Thanks for the assist back there. I didn't expect I'd be helped by another shadow elemental today..." This. This is why he wanted peace; they weren't safe anywhere, apparently. League, Refugees, whoever won in this pointless conflict would be torn apart by this forsaken island. He looked up, searching for Keitara and Irna; he had to find them. OOC: @TL01 NUVA @Conway @Toru Nui
  7. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) The Twi-Toa shivered as he felt Ulkar's shadow tentacle. It was a reflexive pain and embrace; his dual nature often reacted to pure manifestations of either component in such a manner. He smiled, however; he would not turn down a helping tentacle in this time of need, though. Skorm reached out, and as he touched the shadowy tendril, he dissolved his form into shadow, travelling along it out of the muck. He rematerialized next to Ulkarr; this was one of those Aspect beings. Best to tread lightly. Any thoughts cleared from Skorm's head when he spotted the mound of earth summed by the Mesi. Reacting quickly, he channeled elemental shadow into his right hand and light into his other. The opposing powers crackled and hummed as Skorm brought his hands up, shoving them at the mound before unleashing the energy. The reaction was explosive as they discharged and dissipated, coursing through the earthen mound and blowing it apart. The drain left Skorm winded, and he grimaced as he looked up at the Mesi. "Hard to think I'd miss being on an airship right now..." OOC: @Toru Nui
  8. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) The Twi-Toa narrowed his eyes as the Mesi approached. He backpedaled to keep distance, stepping on one of the brittle shells. As it cracked beneath his foot, he made the Skadki's game. And not a moment too soon; the barbed rope whipped around. Skorm dove out of the way, but dissipated into shadow before he hit the ground. These Skakdi hunted by sound, Skorm thought. It meant that he was right in his initial observation in their lack of eyes; his usual techniques wouldn't work. But what he could do, if he couldn't use his strengths was play with theirs. Skorm materialized from the darkness of the night behind the two Mesi. "Right here, uglies!" As he landed, he made sure to land on several of the shells, and his body tensed to react. OOC: @Unreliable Narrator
  9. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) The weariness tried to take hold in Skorm's limbs, but he pushed it down. Later. Later he could collapse, his body could break, but he wasn't allowed to yet. Skorm put a hand on Keitara's shoulder. "I don't sense... nothing is flowing into their eyes. I don't think they have eyes. I don't know how much help we are here." He gave her shoulder a touch of reassurance. "I'm not out of the fight yet, but if you are, you can fall back. We might need to beat a retreat" He didn't want to fight again. He didn't want to fight at all today. Skorm refused to start another fight - but by Mata Nui, if these Skakdi chose for him, he'd show them what they were missing. He stalked forward, stretching his fingers and limbs. The aches and pains were for later, for rest, when he, Keitara, and Irna could finally just end the day. OOC: @TL01 NUVA @Unreliable Narrator
  10. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) As he looked on at Irna and Mazor talking, Skorm racked his mind. This... didn't seem new, but in his head, there had been something. That ineffable feeling, that loss, stung all the more alongside the loss of Skorm's past. "Kei, you rest up at Irna's. I'm going to try to find Tekmo. Or at least my car." OOC: @TL01 NUVA
  11. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) The Twi-Toa smiled. "Kei... You don't need to make anything up to us." Skorm's smile faded and he backed out of the embrace, looking out the entrance to the hut. "This island... it feels like its the end of the world. Again, even if we won the day here. My debt's paid, and I don't think sticking around is gonna good for me." OOC: @Conway @TL01 NUVA
  12. @Unreliable Narrator I should mention that Skorm was so directly affected by the radiation because it was directly being emitted by Keitara, not just background radiation. At the same time, while it was very debilitating, he was able to shield himself by creating a void of shadow around himself.
  13. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) Scowling, Skorm set down the Rhotuka launcher and sword on the scorched ground, and tossed Ostrox his Mahiki. As he turned away, he continued focusing his glare on the Leaguer. "Don't us regret this, zealot." Turning from Ostrox, Skorm flipped up the hood of his robes. Did Ostrox have a point? There were entire kingdoms of adherents to his position. But Skorm didn't have a choice, nor did others under the Barraki. If he had benefited from the status quo, he didn't remember. It didn't erase it, but it was hardly directly relevant; beyond some scattered nightmares, he couldn't remember anything before he served under Takadox. No, his own lack of involvement did little to assuage that the Matoran society had repressed others, but the Six Kingdoms hardly offered a better alternative. This island was lethal, but at least it offered a chance to build something new, where everyone could be equal as they fought for their lives. Skorm stopped beside his Zyglak friend. "Irna," he said, much softer than when he had been speaking to Ostrox, "What's wrong?" OOC: @Toru Nui @Conway @Smudge8@Nato the Traveler@Onaku@The UltimoScorp@TL01 NUVA@Tarn
  14. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) Narrowing his eyes, Skorm steadied his grip on the rhotuka launcher. "Easy, Ostrox. Don't forget the situation here." Though to tell the truth, part of him was glad the madman seemed to find another target to vent his bile. He spotted the Hordika in front of the crumpled remains of one of the attacking airships; Zaliyah, he remembered. A curious individual, he recalled from his time in service to the League. Her armor was new, but it was hard not to recognize the Hordika. "Zaliyah," he called out. "Please tell me you're the one we can turn this prisoner over to?" OOC: @Conway @Toru Nui @Nato the Traveler @Smudge8 @Tarn
  15. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro) As Skorm marched Ostrox into the ruins of Metru-Koro, his scowl lifted into merely a frown. "If what they're saying is true about a truce, we're going to turn you back over to them. Then you can have your weapons back." He shot a glance over at Irna. "And go on your rant, I suppose." OOC: @Toru Nui @Conway @ultimoscorp @TL01 NUVA @Tarn
  16. Pretty sure Skorm had already spilled the beans on that back when the expedition got back after radiation poisoning ruined the trip, at least in regards to himself.
  17. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Outskirts) The Twi-Toa's head snapped to Kei as she sank to the ground. Irna had her, at least; they could recover back at the village. The night was eerily still; for now, at least, the battle had drawn to a halt, if not a conclusion. "I don't have anything. Metru-Koro, the refugee settlement, has huts. You can continue explaining in one of those if you left any standing, since you're so insistent." He gestured the rhotuka launcher at the village. "Walk." OOC: @Toru Nui @Conway @TL01 NUVA
  18. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Outskirts) "If you have accusations to level, Ostrox, speak them in Matoran; its rude to discuss someone's decisions when they cannot properly defend their own actions." Skorm pulled out the rhotuka launcher that Ostrox had surrendered. "Besides, you've surrendered. If you keep attempting to obfuscate your words, I find out what exactly happens when I fire one of these." OOC: @Toru Nui@Conway@Tarn@TL01 NUVA@The UltimoScorp
  19. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Outskirts) As he approached, Skorm crouched and put a hand on Keitara's shoulder. "You did fine, Kei." The warmth in his gaze evaporated as he turned to Ostrox. "Ivu urx Irna montrakar nazron urx rennec, Ostrox." Skorm stood, taking a step towards the Leaguer. "Oh yes, I learned the tongues of my masters when I was a servant to the Barraki. I was brainwashed, my mind broken; Takadox ensured I would be a 'model servant' of the Six Kingdoms." He pointed to Mata Nui's head in the distance. "When the poisoned thoughts in my head were cured, I didn't switch sides. I'm only fighting you right now because you're bombing refugees. I came close to killing the rahi-headed turaga that denied your peace deal! My loyalty was never mine to give until a week ago." Skorm's eyes narrowed as his heartstone ached in his chest. "I've given my loyalty to those that have decided that I'm worth caring about. Your idea of honor was to destroy a settlement of refugees with militarized airships. I wasn't lying up there, Ostrox; this island, Zakaz, its brutal. Fighting each other over the past isn't the answer right now." OOC: @Toru Nui @Conway @TL01 NUVA @ultimoscorp @Tarn
  20. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace) As the last of the others jumped, Skorm tucked away the weapons and mask he had confiscated. He flinched as lightning brightened the sky; a shadow jump might be dangerous right now, but it looked as if he hadn't left himself much of a choice. Skorm stepped off the ship, dissipating into shadow. Once more the world was thrown into a near-silent contrast of negatives. The flash of weaponsfire lit the landscape as Skorm drifted to the ground. Like a cloud he hit the ground close to where the others were landing, his form swirling as it reformed. Skorm's body reformed from the shadow. "I'm right here, Irna, I'm fine." OOC: @TL01 NUVA @Tarn @Toru Nui @The UltimoScorp @Conway
  21. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace, Tranquility Bridge) "Alright," Skorm shouted, "Ground is looking awful close. Anybody who can't turn into living shadow, grab your chute and jump now." He punctuated this by blowing out another window with a shadow blast, allowing the roaring wind outside to underline the importance of his statement Putting one foot on the console ready to jump, he looked at the others; his feeling right now were... complicated. Seeing one of his old comrades again, had been just like the old days. Except this time, he wasn't blind to the hatred he had supported, that he had killed for. He wanted to be off this ship. Off this ship and to watch it plunge into the ground, so he could bury the memories it dredged up. OOC: @Toru Nui, @The UltimoScorp, @Tarn, @Conway, @TL01 NUVA
  22. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace, Tranquility Bridge) It warmed Skorm's heart to see Irna and Kei again after confronting a remnant of Skorm's past. "I don't think there's anyone else on board except Vahki. If we're going to bail, we should do it now." Skorm retracted his wristblades and made his way to Ostrox, extending both hands. One was palm up as if he expected Ostrox to hand him something, the other was palm forward, ready to blast him. "Sword and kanohi, or I ensure your chute suffers an unfortunate malfunction on the way down." OOC: @Toru Nui, @The UltimoScorp, @Tarn, @Conway, @TL01 NUVA
  23. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace, Tranquility Bridge) "I reject your notions of a binary universe, Ostrox." Skorm leveled his hand at the Leaguer, charging it with light energy. "I didn't 'switch sides,' I woke up and started fighting for what I wanted. And I know I'm not the only one; you can always take another option." Skorm pivoted, and shot the remaining Vahki at the controls with a laser. OOC: @Toru Nui
  24. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace, Tranquility Bridge) The world Skorm saw when he was a shadow was one of contrasting negatives. The lightstones he had drained were already starting to return to their full brightness; Skorm had a limited window to hide. Though he barely heard Ostrox and the Vahki first officer, he recognized the staves the Vahki held: Presence... it could track him, read his very mind. Effectively, it nullified most advantage he could claim in this fight, and it knew it; back in the League, he had read reports that Rorzahk squads could track one matoran criminal to break up an entire crime ring. Skorm's shadow form coalesced on the Vahki, and he reappeared above the Rorzahk, falling upon it; one wristblade went through its eye socked, the other directly into the top of its cranial processor. The enforcer crumpled beneath him; as Skorm rose, he finished off the twitching vahki with a shadow blast into its exposed head. His hands flexed and squeezed as he stared down Ostrox. "I was brainwashed by Takadox into serving with you. Objectively, the League won. I just want the fighting to stop; neither side is blameless. Your side, however, is bombarding a refugee settlement. Stand down now, or I finish this right now." OOC: @Toru Nui
  25. IC: Skorm (Metru-Koro Airspace, Tranquility Bridge) Skorm scarcely had time to react before he was hit with the Presence beams, shortly followed by the Freeze disk. His body was frozen over in a state of reaction; he glanced around the room from within the icy prison. He spoke, muffled: "A slave turning on his masters is justice, not treachery." He activated his wristblades, and the retractable blades struggled against the ice, but broke through regardless. As he did so, Skorm focused the energy from lightstones around the bridge through the transparent ice and into himself, and focused it through the best refractors he possessed: his own eyes. He focused the harmless pinpoints his eyes projected onto Ostrox as he sat, then willed energy out of himself and into the laser; focusing the light in such a manner meant he couldn't see, but it hardly mattered. With one last burst of will, he shot a pair of lasers powerful enough to bore through the ice, the chair, and the bridge's viewports behind it. There was enough holes in the ice now that Skorm took advantage of the dimmed lightstones on the bridge to phase into shadow, pouring out of the cracked and melted shell; he hoped that the power draw and laser would be enough to signal Keitara. OOC: @Toru Nui @TL01 NUVA
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