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  1. IC: "Hmmph." The derisive grunt came out almost as soon as Ayiwah spoke about fitting her people's skills to the land. "So it seems with all of you. The need to bend the land to your will." And any who strove for such a task but failed at it, and couldn't in turn bend themselves to the land's will, didn't deserve to remain upon it. Not that that thought would get voiced, so soon after meeting. "In that regard, I think Le-Wahi would be best. The land is obviously fertile. Find a relatively treeless space or clear one out. The materials provide themselves." Onu-Wahi was likely fertile itself, certainly compared to the regions bordering it, but unlike Le-Wahi, the surface was devoid of most feature and large vegetation. Not half as hospitable, and the Dasaka didn't seem a subterranean folk like the Onu-Matoran. No; but what the Dasaka were, that was in question. The name itself had come to him, unbidden, upon seeing their glittering ships, and yet the half-formed, dreamlike semi-memories he had of them did not match to the regimented folk he'd been presented with. "I still do not know why it is I know the name of your kind, Commodore Ayiwah, but from the impressions I get...you are quite different from what I knew as Dasaka." IC: So it seemed they didn't know. Merror must have been making a point to stay as hidden as Dorian. While running after Dorian, if what the Toa of Iron had claimed was correct. I had little reason to doubt him, after all these years. Time for that perfect, old-fashioned Ko-Matoran tactic. I nodded back at the pair, my face remaining as studiously blank as I used to always try and keep it, back when I still had the mark. Maybe just a bit of sympathy, shared sorrow in the eyes. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know... "I don't rightly think that first part is anything of ours to take responsibility for. There was a lot for all of us." And, in true Ko-Toa fashion— "Come, come inside, I'm sure you've got more important business here than having an oddly-positive reunion with the likes of me." Change the topic, deflect, and let it go. I stepped out of the way of the entrance, waving both of them inside to where Cael and I had just been talking things over moments ago. "Should've been here, oh, twenty minutes ago. We had half the Fowadi in here, and Leah Maru." OOC: @Vezok's Friend@Palm@Eyru
  2. IC: "There were others, I believe. May be now. Perhaps not. What matters is that space is there." He glanced back at the Koro, its harbor filled with ships. "Ga-Wahi is not nearly so spacious. Nor Ta-Wahi. Ko-Wahi is frigid and forbidding. The other options would be Onu-Wahi's broken islets and reef, or Po-Wahi's great deserts. Both remain empty as far as I know. If Kumu beyond Le-Wahi still stood I would suggest clearing out those islands, but that is an impossibility now." IC: Well, at least I was still in one piece, although Ko-Koro had nearly changed that a couple times. I was lucky enough that most of it avoided me. Unlucky, in that the poor fortune struck at my comrades instead...though, given I was the medic-doctor of the group, that was still better than the alternative. "Well, I found myself in Ko-Koro. Managed to convince the guards to let me in, then I ran into...what do they call the group..." I knew the names of the people in it, but I was terrible at remembering what they actually called it. "Krayn, Skyra, Kale. Their group. The Aggressors! We managed to retreat after the place fell into open fighting and I've just been tagging along with them since." It was a very truncated explanation of what had happened since we'd last seen each other, but it would suffice. 'A lot' had certainly happened at it only seemed more likely to. "What about you?" And, even though I knew the answer, but I didn't know if Agni or Tuara had any clue at all what had happened to Merror in the intervening time: "Where's the old man?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend@Palm
  3. IC: Being inconspicuous, the question of whether they were watched or not...those were inconsequential. Aclaraung quite literally didn't want to risk damaging the vessel any further and accruing any undue wrath or ill-will. The younger beings were flighty, and if he intended anything of worth out of his conversations, it was best not to give them any strange reasons to be antagonized. "Very well," he replied, slipping off the ship and back into the water, before darting over to the beach he had indicated. Thankfully, the commodore didn't seem inclined to make him wait very long to reconvene. As soon as she was close enough, he began to walk through the sands of the bay. Still in sight of the ships, even if the darkness made it more difficult. "You may find Le-Wahi, which takes up most of the southern half of the island, to be suited to helping resolve part of this refugee crisis you've found yourself embroiled within," he said suddenly. "You said you need to get your people situated. There is much space to be found within the jungle, enough that other settlements have been made there with quite a bit of room to spare." IC: After Krayn and Leah had left, I quickly devoted my own remaining time to sharing notes and ideas with Cael. Both on Leah herself—as much as the poison was the major factor, I'm still convinced that she suffered some sort of concussion from whatever piece of a hut hit her when she fell into the bay—but on Skyra as well. None of us could really afford to keep either of those two locked down and taking it easy to heal, given how quickly things seemed to be picking back up, so it seemed prudent to see if Cael had any better ideas than myself to try and mitigate things as much as possible. "I don't know that we'll have time to see if we can't pull anything we learned working on Utu to try and help Skyra, but if I can get the chance to drag her back here at any point, it might be worth trying. Now, as for Krayn's shoulder—" I was quickly cut off by knocking at the door. With a nod from Cael, I rose to go and answer it in her stead. "The work never ends, does it? I'll have to leave soon anyways, let you get back to your..." I quickly found myself cut off by the sight of the pair facing me. All red, black, gold and orange, nothing but smoulder and hard lines. Abnormal enough for Ga-Koro, but quite the coincidence for me to run into. I looked up, to meet the eyes of the first. "Agni?" Down, slightly, to the second. "Tuara?" Oh, Karzahni, she didn't even know about Dorian and I wasn't even allowed to say anything. That was even more of a damper on my rare good mood than the news Leah had given us about Makuta's actual status. "Long time, no see. Guess you didn't get lost in that blizzard like I did?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend @Palm @Eyru
  4. IC: To be expected, he supposed. "I hope she's handled the day's events as well as you seem to have." Anything less would be unseemly, from one who thought to be a leader of their people. "But the exchange of pleasantries between her and myself can wait. I prefer to speak with one who has more direct contact with those they command." He glanced across the rest of the ships at the docks, before craning his neck to peer further past the Koro, at the beaches nearby. "If you would accompany me?" However politely phrased it might have been, the tone was, at the least, one not accustomed to making requests. "After what transpired earlier, I imagine many of yours are still on edge. Content as I am to speak here, I think it would be best not to...rock the boat, I believe the phrase is." OOC: @Vezok's Friend
  5. IC: The situation with the intruder seemed to have been dealt with well enough. Slower, perhaps, than Aclaraung himself might have tried for were he in the place of the Dasakan crew—though, undoubtedly, his methods would likely have proved too direct or destructive for their sensibilities. The Matoran and their fellows, he had noticed over the years, did not share the same sense of territoriality that his kind possessed. Impatient though it might have made him, both for the time taken and the fact that it distracted from his own business, it was at least worthwhile to observe and see how similar the Dasaka would prove to Mata Nui's original inhabitants. Whether or not the half-remembered images and the misgivings they brought would need to be heeded as cautiously as he had wondered. Amid the clean-up work afterwards, he had contented himself with swimming through the bay and deeper out towards the ocean. Disturbing schools of fish, counting the boats in the fleet, and generally exploring the world underwater in a way he hadn't had opportunity to since leaving for the caverns to meet with Learu and Xaruthan. There was precious little underwater to explore on the slopes of Mount Ihu, unless one counted diving within the snowbanks. In time, however, the mass cleared from around the ships, the Koro and its docks quieting down for the night...and Aclaraung swam back, ready to continue his earlier conversation. Wings pulled in tight, tail whipping furiously in the water to propel him towards the ships, it did not take long to make it back to the Chiisai Ryuu. And with his typical brazen disregard for what reactions the smaller creatures might have to his sudden arrival, he lifted his head from the water, great golden orbs looking through the various viewports until he found the one he had been speaking with before. Commodore Ayiwah, now surrounded only by papers where before she'd been flanked by numerous subordinates. He resisted the temptation to tap on the glass to catch her attention; her eyes had already been up and out when he'd poked his head into view. There was no way he'd gone unnoticed, if she hadn't already been warned in some way of his arrival. "Ayiwah." Unless the room was entirely soundproof—almost impossible, with so prominent a window—it was unlikely she wouldn't hear him. "It appears that you're able to handle the excitability of this island well enough. How fares your...Rora?" OOC: @Vezok's Friend
  6. IC: "Unfortunately, Krayn's right. I don't know how much time we have for that ourselves." I hadn't had much to say over the intervening conversation—mostly just sitting back, taking notes of my own, and observing my current patient to make sure there were no lasting effects of whatever poison had made its way into her system—but given that it seemed to be winding to a conclusion as most pertinent knowledge had already been shared, I saw no real reason to maintain my silence forever. Beyond that, I knew we'd likely have to find Skyra and corral her back to the ship, if the other two didn't have the presence of mind to do so. "Well, for him at least. I'm just the ship's doctor, not an investigator. But, if you're willing to do that bit of sleuthing for us and meet us in Ta-Koro, that might be for the best. I'll even be willing to count your aid as payment for my fee." I hadn't charged a fee in years, but maybe she didn't know...she probably did, though. "Just try not to get scratched again in the process. I'd rather not risk losing one of the island's most powerful when things are just starting to get worse." IC: Sato shrugged as well. "Fair enough," she replied, even if she didn't like leaving the issue to get handled without any involvement. Being forced to abandon the palace like she did still stung, and the fact that some other attack seemed to be falling upon the fleet so close to the mobile palace made her sword arm itch. "Like I said, down to the far end of the docks from here. Keep an eye out for Arisa, if you remember her, she's the one who dr—made me get on a ship." By Zataka's...Don't question it, Sinshi. @Krayzikk@Haman Karn: A Magical Girl@Vezok's Friend
  7. IC: The Matoran of plantlife in a side room stopped messing with whatever filing cabinet he had his hands in, turning to the door that led back to the entrance of the Akiri's workspace. Once he heard the other one leave—sounded like a Toa, judging by the footfalls—he peeked his head out, looking at the Ga-Matoran at the desk. "Did he say Leah's been injured?" The Ga-Matoran nodded. "...If he came here to tell us, that means it's bad, right? Karzahni, Hahli's not going to like this." The Ga-Matoran nodded again. With a sigh, Eutuchia covered the eyes of his mask, shaking his head defeatedly, before dropping his hands to stand firm and resolute. As though prepared for some great suffering or torture. "I will tell her," he declared, though whether he ignored or simply didn't notice the other Matoran rolling her eyes was hard to say. "I will save the rest of you from her reaction...but get ready for mandatory training again. She's probably going to break the pull-up bar back out." He started back deeper into the hut at a stately, resolute pace...before picking it up to actually get to Hahli quickly. This was news she'd want to hear soon. "Hahli, I've got news, not good news, and no, it isn't that creep back trying to hit on the Dasaka again, it's worse..." OOC: @Haman Karn: A Magical Girl
  8. IC: "It's not my element, I couldn't tell you the first thing she did," I replied sharply, and quickly. "And I'm not inclined to take chances with one of the Maru. She may be able to do things we just can't, and I don't want to risk losing her while we try to flush this out and chase symptoms with our masks. Any poison that could bring her this far down, this quickly, might be entirely beyond us for the normal methods. We need something quick, and decisive, not to experiment!" Mata Nui, in his infinite wisdom, had not seen fit to give me the ability to use the power that transformed me into a Toa to enact any healing—so far as I knew, only Toa of Water could do that. But I could at least offer some of it up, along with the others, so that Cael didn't drain herself entirely. I stretched my hand out over Leah, towards my fellow healer. "Cael, please. We don't have forever." OOC: @Eyru@Vezok's Friend@Snelly@Krayzikk@sunflower@Lady Takanuva
  9. IC: "Tell you in a moment," I replied to Dehkaz as he landed next to me. I didn't really have the breath to spare while I was trying to keep pace with a flying bird. Ignoring the shooting pains in my knee—no matter how much I'd tell Krayn he shouldn't ignore the pains in his shoulder, don't judge me, my knee has been like this far longer—I reached out, grabbing at a post to keep from tumbling over as I rounded the corner as quickly as I could, Cael already out and in sight. I picked up the pace, catching the door to her hut before it even had the chance to swing closed. "Poison. From what I saw, the one that gave it to her looked like if an infected mask grew limbs, and that festering looks like it could've come from a Rahkshi, not a person." No doubt she'd quickly piece together what the rest of us had been picking up for weeks beforehand, even before we had gotten outright confirmation that Makuta was back. A random infected-looking being in the village, poison strong enough even to put one of the Maru in such a state...it didn't bode well, all things considered. Worse yet, if it was anything like Rahkshi poison, the group of us were about to have a draining time trying to cure the Maru. Hopefully Krayn would burst through the door in a few seconds and alleviate a bit of it. "Cael, you're taking the lead on this. This is moving too quickly to waste time with our masks trying to figure it out. Skyra, Dehkaz, we're giving her the strength to get it done. Krayn'll figure it out when he gets here." I'd have offered to help carry Leah, but after the jog to Cael's home and the exposition I gave her, I was feeling more than a little lightheaded. Once I had, though, I quickly took the spot opposite Cael, leaving space for Skyra and Dehkaz—even Krayn and Karoru, for when the first made it by and if the second was even able to help—to surround Leah. "When you're ready." OOC: @Snelly@Krayzikk@Lady Takanuva@sunflower@Eyru@Vezok's Friend
  10. IC: Probably both, if I was being entirely honest. The wreckage of the hut wasn't hard to notice. However, in that short exchange she satisfied any worry I had that any head trauma she had sustained was relatively minor, so I could focus on the rest. Poison. It wasn't unbelievable, given the glimpse I'd gotten at who she'd been fighting. Without knowledge of the specific poison, I had no way of knowing if it was one I could truly cure with my mask, but it wasn't for my simple knowledge of anatomy and how to stitch it back together that I'd been chosen to wear that cursed mark. "Relax," I bid her, shaking my hand free just to grab her so that she didn't flop over or end up hitting her head again. General weakness, labored breathing, struggling to focus. I placed one hand on her forehead, feeling the fever that had rapidly grown, and that was when I noticed the cuts on her cheek. Sickly and inflamed, almost as if they'd passed into the deepest stages of infection in moments. Karzahni. There were multiple poisons that could do that, I imagined, but from years living under Makuta's shadow—and knowing what we did that he was back—it didn't take much effort for me to guess at its ultimate source. My mask started to glow immediately, tracking the route of the poison through her bloodstream as I kept the symptoms in mind. Slowing the progress as much as I could, but as little as I liked to admit it, I didn't yet have the capability to heal this alone. Good thing I planned to get to Cael anyways. Leah's breathing began to deepen and slow, some measure of strength returning to her limbs as I worked. I could feel the fever drop, as well, though not nearly as much as I'd like. I could hear Skyra nearby, calling out to Krayn, and before he could even respond I jumped in: "No time, Skyra!" I looked up, the glow diminishing as I started to help Leah to her feet. "Take Leah, take Destiny, and get her to Cael's place as fast as possible. Central plaza, larger hut, has a sign, you can't miss it. I'll meet you there." I passed the injured Maru over to Skyra, turning to Krayn, and the new one. What was her name? Karoru, or something like that? "Krayn, get news of this to Hahli, or at least to her secretary or aide or whoever she has there, and then meet us at Cael's. Karoru—" I really hoped I had the name right. "Go inform Dehkaz or Kale of what we're doing, whichever you get to first." All that said, after waiting a moment for acknowledgement, I turned and started making my way in towards Cael's place. OOC: @Snelly@Krayzikk@Vezok's Friend@Lady Takanuva
  11. IC: "Wait, don't—!" It was useless, of course, he was already off. I couldn't blame him for it, either, as much as I'd rather him and Skyra both hang back rather than diving into the middle of things; it wasn't something either would be capable of doing. As he jumped off and fired his grappling hook, I dove into the water, kicking hard to cover the distance over to Leah as quickly as possible. Luckily, as challenged as my knee made me on land, I had less trouble in water. The lack of worry about stepping wrong and completely falling always helped with that. As for lifesaving, however, that had never exactly been my strong suit, outside of the medical side of things. I knew the basic gist of maneuvers and all, and without the aid of any sort of rescue device I'd just have to hope she was as tired as she looked and wouldn't start fighting me as I started dragging her to shore. That might get dicey. Coming up behind her, I wrapped my arms under hers, grabbing at her shoulders and quickly flipping us over onto our backs to keep her head up from the water. In the interest of covering the distance back to the lilypads in a speedier fashion, I shifted my grip to wrap across her torso, holding her head up and stroking with my free arm and kicking to tread water as quickly as possible. "Not to worry, Leah," I tried to reassure her, assuming she was still conscious enough to even notice. "We'll have you back out of the water in no time." No time, of course, was a blatant lie—would that I could teleport for situations such as these—but it was better than saying anything that might make her start to struggle or panic. At least she was breathing, which was a good sign. Once I reached the side of one of the lilypads, I heaved myself up, grunting as I pulled Leah up alongside me before quickly setting her on her side in a recovery position, kneeling down by her head. "Still with me, Maru?" I asked, getting down to look into her eyes. Open on their own, but clearly struggling to properly focus on anything in her field of view. Karzahni. Another one. I started to slowly wave one finger in front of her face, watching her eyes carefully. "Can you follow my finger, Leah? Could you blink for me?" Why it's always brain trauma, minor or major, I'll never know. OOC: @Krayzikk@Vezok's Friend
  12. IC: Given that we hadn't moved particularly far from the docks, it wasn't hard to notice as the level of the tide began to drop far lower than it should have, certainly at this time of day. Casting my eyes up, I quickly noticed the source of it, as an unmoving wave rose up quite a bit higher than most of the structures in the Koro. "Not really, no," I replied, tapping Krayn on the good shoulder and pointing him towards the wave as it started to break. From our vantage point, I couldn't really tell just what had been submerged, but I at least new the direction to take, and could probably guess at just who was causing that specific commotion. "Package later, help a Maru now?" I didn't even wait for a response before I started moving in that direction; knowing Krayn, he'd probably agree with that course of action. Even if he didn't want to get directly involved with whatever fight was going on, no doubt he'd agree that we needed to make sure there weren't any bystanders in need of attention after whatever had started this. OOC: @Krayzikk@Goose@Vezok's Friend
  13. i am so glad to see that my random "hey @Goosecan i do this instead of a bat" from arc 1 is getting such love
  14. IC: With his question as to drinks going unanswered, Aclaraung turned to the bartender, who was asking him if he'd have anything. He couldn't deny some small amount of confusion, but it hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things. He glanced back at Makua for a moment, giving the Toa of Ice a nod, and his eyes fell squarely back on Rhow. "I don't carry currency," he replied, and sank back under the water at the edge of the pad. Astute eyes would notice him rapidly covering the distance back to the submarine, great yellow eyes gazing intently in a porthole at the one who was yelling, firing lightning, and seemed intent on stealing the vessel. Most interesting. For the moment, though, he did nothing but observe. Wait and see if the Dasaka would have it handled, or if they might request his help in maintaining their hold on their vessel. OOC: @Razgriz@Vezok's Friend@Ghosthands@BULiK@Umbraline Yumiwa IC: I liked his vote of confidence in my hopeful theory about as much as I liked the trouble he still seemed to be having with his shoulder. "I'm fairly certain I could find it," I replied, if a bit dubiously. "No heavy objects until I can get a better look at your shoulder...but, follow me. It should be just a bit west of here, deeper in the village." OOC: @Krayzikk IC: "That does sound even more horrifying, doesn't it?" Sato agreed, the momentary relief she felt twisting back around into a sort of resigned apprehension. "Alright, let's go looking. I don't know if they've even made it up to the docks or if they're still further out in the bay, but someone on the ship I came in on should know, down at the edge of the docks." There was another new ship that had showed up past their entire fleet, she could see, as well as a ridiculous amount of thought-speech flying around about what was going on with the submarine. "You think they have that handled?"
  15. IC: "Oh dear," I whispered, seeing the reply that came Skyra's way. And then Krayn's willingness to leave the two to the care of Dehkaz. Certainly, Dehkaz could handle Skyra losing her mind, but I don't know how well he could manage to wrest it out of this refugee's grasp, whether she decided to claim it intentionally or not. "Well, depending on how this goes, I might at least have someone who I can have bully Skyra into taking care of herself." IC: Sato's embarassed expression remained as she intentionally made sure not to let one of relief take its place. "Not at all," she said without much thought to the matter. "I don't know how much it might inconvenience you having me so near your grandmother, though. I doubt she remembers me at all, but her opinions and both of our skill sets..." OOC: @Krayzikk@Snelly@Lady Takanuva
  16. IC: By the time Dehkaz had even jumped into the skiff, I was already halfway to the nearest dock that I could hop onto, furiously paddling. Both out of a need to catch up to Skyra and Krayn, and to try and get to shore before my makeshift raft melted. Luckily, my bad knee didn't affect my ability to row, and it was a very short trip before I leapt upon the dock, leaving my block of ice to make the surrounding water ever-so-slightly less salty, jogging to catch up to my quarry."Reckless, foolish, stupid in the extreme..." I thought I heard some Matoran behind me crack some dumb joke about a docking fee. It's a block of ice, suck my docking fee. Just as I was catching up, hearing Dehkaz's voice a ways behind me, someone else caught up to the pair just before me—one of the newly-arrived refugees, judging by the distinct lack of metal adorning their form. My protestations rapidly died down as I heard Skyra fumble through social interaction worse than I ever even manage to do. "Oh, no," I muttered, knowing that Krayn would be the only one likely to even hear it, or pick up on the sarcastic, over-dramatic tone. "She's getting worse. Krayn, I thought I could trust you to keep an eye on her; did she hit her head again?" OOC: @Snelly@Krayzikk@Lady Takanuva
  17. IC: "Ah." Sato looked away from Sinshi's gaze at that question, though anybody with functioning eyes would struggle to mistake the gesture for one of worry—indeed, any would likely recognize the sheepish look on her face. "I...think so?" she said, slightly unsure. "I don't know many from out of Sado, so I could be wrong, but some of their names came up—and, well, with the description of one in particular, I'd be surprised if your grandmother at the least didn't make it onto one of the boats..." IC: After a few moments of my cursing, while the others decided on their further plans for work in the village, I quickly tracked Krayn and Skyra's continued movement. I didn't have any fanciful grapple launchers like they had, so I wouldn't be able to catch up nearly as quickly, but if I could quickly plan out where they were going, it would make it much easier for me to get to them once I did make it ashore. Much like them, as well, I was disinclined to wait until a skiff was lowered to bring me to the dock. "To Karzahni with the rules," I grumbled to myself, grabbing a spare length of rope from the deck. "I have to make sure those two—" Well, that hardly sounded right. Krayn at least could probably keep Skyra from getting the two of them killed, being about the only one in our group with the ability to just silence any words coming out of her mouth. "I have to make sure they take care of themselves, not just their tasks." Luckily nobody was listening to me, because that just sounded terrible. Luckier still I'd learned some basic hitching knots and the like, so that I didn't end up wasting the rope that the actual sailors needed to use. One taught-line hitch around one of the main mast's shrouds, and I was over the edge of the deck climbing quickly down to the water, staff in one hand and rope in the other. "Now, Kopaka told us how he did this on a lake of lava, I ought to be able to manage it on simple water..." I pointed the staff down, and with a bit of light exertion I managed to make a raft of ice large enough to hold me above the water without breaking or tipping over. I pushed off from the hull of the Fowadi, landing on my makeshift raft—and with a bit more ice on the end of it I turned my staff into an oar, and started paddling my way towards the closest part of the dock I could reach. OOC: @Krayzikk@Haman Karn: A Magical Girl@Snelly@Perp@Silvan Haven@sunflower
  18. IC: "Whit d'ye mean fetch, lad? A'm right 'ere!" Gohkar might have been oddly silent compared to his usual self, but he certainly hadn't left the entourage by any means.
  19. IC: Aclaraung's head turned quickly, taking in the faces of each of those who was sitting nearby. Some of the newcomers, surely, and others who were locals. "Has it been so long, that I am forgotten so easily?" he asked after a moment, with a somewhat bemused cock to his head. "I'd have thought I was more memorable. It certainly doesn't feel like an age ago that I was walking through this village and the one in the trees, interacting with you small ones on a more regular basis." Were there a bit more space, he'd claw himself up out of the water and onto the pad that hosted the Great Takea, but that seemed...ill-advised, at least unless some tables should be moved to accomodate him. His head swung back to the Dasaka and the small-Dasaka, as he'd consider the one for now. "My name is Aclaraung," he replied, giving a miniscule nod of his head. "And it depends on what they have to drink here, Small-Dasaka. I don't know that this establishment was running yet when last I came by, shortly before the Turaga were assassinated." He glanced back in the direction of the fleet that now inhabited the docks, and the hut that used to be Nokama's. "It appears, however, that the Matoran have found other able leadership. Perhaps you all could bring me up to speed on current events." IC: "Did I see what?" Sato asked, turning back towards Sinshi. IC: Well, after rushing back to the ship from my lunch with Dorian, it wasn't long before we all found ourselves moving to Ga-Koro. I wasn't exactly looking forward to running into any marines there, though with the influx of refugees they were likely to be a bit distracted from looking for me. All the better, because it would give me a good opportunity to get Skyra over to Cael, to see if she had any other ideas for treating Skyra's concussion beyond what was standard. Maybe the two of us working together might recreate something like the miracle we'd had with Utu, although the lack of a mark to help would certainly increase the difficulty. Unfortunately, just as I was coming abovedeck, after Skyra calling out how close we were while Dehkaz started making plans for what he and some of the others would do, I was given the distinctly unpleasant sight of watching my current charge launch herself from the mast and start passing between ships to the dock in as acrobatic a manner as she could manage. I could feel my stomach sink so quickly I'd have sworn it bruised itself against my pelvis. "Skyra, no, wait!" I yelled at her, but it was no use. Before long she was standing at the dock giving me and the others the cheekiest wave she could manage, just before Krayn—Krayn, of all people, the one whose shoulder I was still somewhat worried about, even if I'd never outright admit it to him; the fact that he was still having problems with it, even if they were just mental, had me on edge about it all—caught up to her with his own grapnel mechanism. By that point, I'd entirely forgotten about Kale, Dehkaz, and Ember all a few paces away as I started cursing at the pair of them that had so brazenly launched ahead of the rest of us. "Why does she—why do they, why must they insist on trying to give me a heart attack?" OOC: @Krayzikk@Snelly@sunflower@Silvan Haven@The UltimoScorp@Perp@Void Emissary@Mel@Vezok's Friend@Emzee@Tarn@~Xemnas~@Haman Karn: A Magical Girl@Rahisaurus@Lady Takanuva@BBBBalta@BULiK
  20. IC: "Rahk...shi?" Sato was cut off, just short of fully saying what it was Sinshi had made her first time learning to manifest a soulsword with proper form. "Tall, metal without flesh, spikes on the back, staves? Are Rahkshi what those are called?" IC: And just like that, the entire area descended into chaos. The empress was rushed down into her ship, the commodore rushed away to another, and Aclaraung found the meeting he'd come for rapidly adjourned. He huffed somewhat indignantly, before making his way along the docks to the commodore and the submersible, among the multiple others hanging around. "My apologies for presenting any distraction that might have made this infiltration easier," he said to Ayiwah, looking out at the submarine. "For now, it is best if I depart. Please inform your Rora that I shall return tomorrow. I have faith in your ability to handle a singular thief." With a short nod at the commodore, without waiting for response, he turned and began to walk away, to somewhere more open that he could spread his wings and take off...just to watch one of the many huts along the bay open up one side entirely, a booming Skakdi voice ringing out, about patio seating, another one cursing at a fish within, and then— "Could be your dragon." Perhaps interacting with the locals, catching up on the current news, couldn't hurt. Aclaraung turned back towards the water, sliding into it like a snake, swimming over to where the building was and sticking his head back up out of the water, looking over the motley group inside. "You called?" @Vezok's Friend@~Xemnas~@Rahisaurus@Emzee@Void Emissary@Mel@Krayzikk@Haman Karn: A Magical Girl
  21. you should expect this ridiculousness from anything that spawns from my diseased brain
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