Solaris: Electric Sentinel

IC: SolarisONU-METRUHad Solaris not been under the influence of Bit's staffs, there were several million ripostes he could have made, but was forced to tell it as it was."I fell asleep in the chutes and when I woke up, I was in Onu-Metru," he explained. "I was now in Dark Hunter territory, so I wanted to hide from Dark Hunters. And my name is Corporal Solaris Ryken, 3rd Squad, 7th Infantry Battalion, Metru Nui Marine Corps, Metru Nui Protectorate."Being a zealot of order was tiring.

IC: TF141Pordal remembered where to find a good doctor. He walked into the hut and was immediately tended to. He took off his mask and the doctor wiped up the blood and put a poulticed bandage over the cut before he put it back on. He walked back out in front of the shop, ready to go.Sirron timed it just perfectly. He had swum a good distance out and was able to ride the wave back to shore."That is some bloody good fun," he exclaimed. His hood was wet.Gren smiled, wading in the water.

IC: Solaris, AliaONU-METRUSolaris couldn't have reacted to the blow and didn't. He blinked once, listening to the question."I came down here to hide," he answered. "I could not hide, so I decided to disguise myself.""Hamburgers," Alia answered, carrying the plates into the bedroom. "It was all I could find that was... edible, really."

IC: TF141Pordal looked over at the new girl. Oh, he didn't notice her when he barged in.Gren dived into the water and swam out, getting hit by a huge wave and being pushed back to shore."You've got something on your face," Sirron said. Then he laughed.Gren was used to that joke. At least he understood it.

IC: Pordal"That sounds bloody brilliant," Pordal answered, gingerly touching the wound on his face.

IC: AliaONU-METRUAlia began to prepare dinner, exploring what ingredients were in the cabinets. She decided that a couple hamburgers and some juice would do just fine. Just as long as the stove was working... nope. Good thing it was a gas stove. She struck her flint above one of the burners and began to cook.

IC: TF141Pordal wrenched the knife out of the tablet and sheathed it."Just fine," he answered, coming out of the room.Altal quickly put out his cigar and stowed it in his satchel, picking up his firestaff and tablet before exiting himself."Good luck son," he said. "It's your team, now."With that, he walked out of the shop.Sirron dived into the wave and was immediately washed back to shore."They've got some good waves down at Naho Bay," he exclaimed running back up to Gren.Gren nodded, just finishing applying his sunscreen."You'd better go in soon," Sirron warned. "Waves like this don't last all day."Gren nodded again, standing.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"Of course," Alia said, seeing the nervous look in Steela's eyes. "And don't worry, anyone comes in here, they'll be joining the Skakdi that used to live here."She walked out of the room and into the kitchen, not bothering to put on her armor.

IC: Sirron, Gren"Ah, finest, that's always nice," Sirron said, pressing one of the towels to his face. "Karz. Sometimes I forget that darn hood is there. Lessee, twenty widgets."He pulled them out of his satchel and handed them to Gamelia."Pleasure doing business with you, miss," he said, turning to join Gren.Gren sighed. One of these days, being a strange person would get Sirron killed.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"Yeah, they all say something like that," Alia sighed.She looked out the window."It's getting late," she said. "I'll go make dinner."

IC: Sirron, GrenSirron reached into his satchel and pulled out five widgets he handed them to Gamelia."Towels, Gren!" he suddenly said, taking two towels off a rack. "How could you forget those? How much for the towels?"Gren decided to leave now before Sirron made a complete fool of himself.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"Well..." Alia said, stepping forward.OOC: Several hours later...

IC: Sirron, Gren"It's not that he's cold," Sirron said, answering for his silent friend, "it's just that he knows the story behind my... skull hood."Gren nodded."But some sun would do us both good," Sirron went on. "How about a trip to the beach, Sergeant?"Gren thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

IC: AliaONU-METRUAlia walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind Steela."Let's talk about off-duty privileges," she said, her smile widening.

IC: Alia, BoforAlia walked to the campfire and began cooking a nice breakfast while her boss snoozed. She couldn't wait to get paid. Stealing was such hard work, especially when you have a gang of Skakdi chasing you through some grand old jungle.Bofor had the dream again. Mage got away. Every time. He would kill him soon enough.And in real life.

IC: Sirron, Gren"Lovely," Sirron said, following the Ga-Matoran. "I do tend to burn easily. Especially my face area. Oh well, I guess that's what I get for wearing a hood over my face."Gren remembered the disturbing story behind that hood. He shivered as he looked at the sunscreen. He picked up a bottle.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"By all means, yes," Alia said, finishing her wine. "Why don't we discuss your membership benefits somewhere more comfortable?"

IC: TF141Altal nodded his thanks and led Pordal into the back room."So, what happened?" he asked, laying his firestaff and a hunk of metal on the ground for Pordal to tinker with.Pordal, a nervous crafter, accepted them and began shaping a disk."The entrance was smooth," he began. "We got in and cleared the place in no time. Then, an avalanche, rigged to fall once we got into the war room was set off. That's when things began to fall apart."He stopped for a moment, looking up at Altal, who was smoking a cigar."Then what happened?" he asked."I was almost hit by a Zamor," Pordal said, tapping the cut on his eye. "I was stunned and carried to the Gukko. Yerith, he stayed out. We took off without him."Altal stared emotionless as Pordal finished the disk.Pordal, angry at Yerith's disappearance, slammed the disk on the ground."Who is Kingfish?" he yelled.Altal reached into his satchel and pulled out a picture of a Vortixx: Ozi.Pordal plunged his knife into the picture's left eye.Sirron tapped his foot, waiting for the debriefing to end."So, Gren, how about that sunscreen?" he asked, walking off into the shop.Gren nodded and followed his hooded comrade.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"People are always afraid of us," Alia said. "I guess it's people like TSO, Lariska, crazy people, and those kind that scare people away." She vulgarly insulted them. "But it's Dark Hunters like me that make Odina such a welcoming island. I've 'recruited' many people with my charm, if you know what I mean."

IC: TF141"You really needn't be," Pordal said, kneeling down. "All I got was a couple bruises and a cut on my eye. Yerith, he... he stayed behind.""It's called respecting your team," Sirron mumbled, walking into the shop. "'Hey, guys, I'm going to the Ga-Matoran's shop, wanna come with?' 'Sure, I could use some sunscreen. What about you, Gren?' '...' 'Buggin' wonderful, let's go!'"Gren tried his best to suppress a laugh."All right, all of you settle down," Altal sighed, joining the group. "Miss, can I see Captain MacTavish in the back room?"

IC: AliaONU-METRUAlia began playing with the dregs of wine in her glass."You know, there's this old joke," she said smiling. "It's from the point of view of a man trying to impress a girl. It goes like this: For her I climbed the tallest mountain, for her I swam the widest ocean, and for her I flew around the world, and she left me because she said I was never around."She laughed a moment."So, I think you should stay here for a bit," she summed up.

IC: TF141 (from Ko-Wahi)The Gukko landed near the village and Pordal ran immediately to Gamelia's shop."I'm back," he called out, not noticing the new employee. "I made it.""You should get yourself a girl," Sirron chuckled, climbing off the bird.Gren smiled briefly. His skull hood was off-putting, but at least he was a good friend. He followed him back to the shop.Altal had been waiting at the landing zone for the team and followed Gren and Sirron to the shop.

IC: TF141, OziOzi watched smugly as rocks tumbled down the mountainside, crushing the war room. He walked into the forming blizzard, laughing.Luckily, they had escaped. If Kingfish set this trap, he certainly didn't expect Pordal to catch on so quickly."We have to go," he yelled. "Kingfish is not here."Gren wrenched his way out of the hall, following the officers."Come on, guys, we need to move!" Sirron yelled back.Gren, inspired by Sirron's words, ran ahead, giving the cutoff signal to the snipers. He saw the tiny figures run as the cliff crumbled.Pordal turned around, firing into the sudden crowd of Vortixx guards. A Zamor sphere flew through the air, bursting just five feet from him, sending a fragment of metal flying towards his left eye. He turned his face away, but the shrapnel dragged across his mask, cutting into the skin below. He fell down, stunned, holding his eye.Sirron came around and dragged Pordal to the Gukkos.Gren wanted to keep the officers safe, so he fired up at the force on the hill until he had to board the Gukko.Yerith stayed out, firing out at the Vortixx, ignoring Pordal's cries. The Gukkos behind him took off."NO!" Pordal yelled. "We have to go back!""We go back, we all die," the Matoran pilot yelled.Yerith fell, wounded as the Gukko flew back to the east. Vortixx stood over him, carrying him away from the scene.OOC: TF141 to Ga-Wahi.

IC: AliaONU-METRU"I don't know," Alia said, sipping the wine. "This is good, but the Protectorate has both Ta- and Le-Metru. We have Ga-Metru, yes, but that's not all that much competition. And that breeze does feel really nice."

IC: Alia, Bofor (from Onu-Wahi)Alia landed the Gukko on the islet and tethered it to a tree. It was a convenient new addition. She then carried her unconscious boss back to their cave."Howitzer, wake up," she growled, slapping the Vortixx."Wassa, waddayaneed?" Bofor mumbled, looking up.That was a start.