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IC: Torana "Apparently more, 'cause that's all I really know. I haven't learned a whole bunch on how to fight with it properly. Hence why I was asking."

IC: Torana She pointed to the Yari on her back.

IC: Torana "Do you happen to know anything about sōjutsu, Erzu?

can I take your order

IC: Raaka "Raaka Baszlin," he shrugged. "I'm just here on vacation."

IC: Jettix "I'd prefer that we leave as little bodies as possible," he stressed, addressing Minjao. "Get creative. I want as little strings of evidence leading back to us as possible. If anything - and Mata Nui forbid - we might find ourselves shooting our way out of the bank. Apart from that particular scenario, I don't want us having to deal with corpses. It's an unnecessary risk." Turning his attention to the tw-three skakdi, he surveyed the disguise materials they had brought, nodding approvingly. "These'll be alright. Depending on what we find out through our proxy - and I'll get to that in a second - we might have to get more complex with our disguises. In the meantime, I don't see why these won't work on a basic level." Finally, he faced Sade. "Alright, last order of business. The sun's coming up, the bank should be opening soon. Are you ready?" - - - - - - - - - - IC: Zeska He fiddled with the gold pin in his fingers. Getting up from the table, he took his leave of the establishment and exited to the relatively fresh air of the underground Koro. OOC: Open for interaction

IC: Torana As the Vo-Toa sat there listening to the banter she couldn't help but feel that somewhere, deep down in this tangle of people, a powder keg was waiting for its moment.

IC: Zephyr Tucking the widgets away, she motioned for the skakdi to take a seat. "Where's this cave we're heading to?" - - - - - - - - - - IC: Gabe As the others lapsed into an eternally awkward, soul-crushing silence, the Chosen Prophet of Tired Memes started sewing up a new fedora.

IC: Savfina She patiently waited nearby, watching the laborers unload the mech from the train.

IC: Gatanka He casually followed the enthusiastic skakdi.

IC: Arcturia (Ihu-Koro) The skakdi still hadn't seen her. Maybe that was for the best, but whatever had been calling to her senses was beyond the gate. Maybe the near-whiteout conditions at the peak were to blame.

IC: Savfina Ten minutes later, the engineers had already finished attaching the generator long ago, but were still poring over the mech. Eventually, the Turaga had to try to shoo them away like clingy animals. In some cases, she found herself literally having to peel some of the overly-obsessed ones off the machine. When they'd finally left her and the Blackheart in peace, Savfina flicked the switch on the generator and heard it thrumm into life. Suiting up, the mech, with power flowing through it once again, was loaded onto one of the flatbed cars of the train, and the Turaga took to the car where the others 'Rahkshi Hunters' had assembled. "Ready to go," she quipped exhaustedly.

IC: Gatanka He shrugged. "I don't have a preference."

IC: Torana This is weird. Trying to discreetly address the elephant in the room - er, booth, the Vo-Toa glanced over at Erzu, trying to catch his attention and perhaps channel some of that pseudo-telepathy that had come in handy yesterday. Holding her gaze, she jerked her head slightly in the direction of the Guard they'd run into at the mansion, hoping he'd catch her drift. What's going on here?

IC: Raaka "'Ko bunch?'" he inquired of the obese being who'd been stalking him. However, before said being could reply, the skakdi spotted something unusual in the distance. "Wait, hold that thought." Squinting and using his infrared vision in the fading light, he picked up his pace to as fast as his injured leg could allow. It was the same Toa that the Tiokaha had been talking about - the one with the bow and arrow, now apparently threatening someone. He limped towards them just in time for the Toa with the bow to raise the weapon in apparent mercy or surrender. Making sure the cannon attached to his forearm was primed, he limped towards the gathered beings, making sure to keep the noticeably shady Ba-Toa archer at a closer distance than he could effectively use his bow. "Everything alright here?" he asked. OOC: Kalen, Trava, Yenroot, etc

I counted all of the Turaga characters in the Profiles topic. There are seventeen of them.

I count seventeen Turaga in the profiles.

IC: Torana it. She pulled a chair up to the end of the table where the other six were and sat. "Soooo..."

IC: Zephyr She waited patiently.

IC: Gatanka He scratched his temple again. "Okay."

IC: Arcturia Finally. The metallic smell was at it's strongest here. From afar, she could see the lone skakdi standing near the gates of the Koro at the peak. In her cloak, he could obviously see her as she drew near. She hadn't much luck with the village further down toward the coast, but the smell of opportunity was just too enticing. Striding up to the gate, she waited for the skakdi to address her.

IC: Savfina The Engineering Department techs sprinted over to and began poring over the Exo-Matoran at breakneck pace once it was revealed behind Rannin. "Go ahead," Savfina sighed. "Knowing them, this shouldn't take long. I'll be right with you."

IC: Torana How many times do I gotta deal with this. She almost did another 180 but she decided she'd walked away enough. "Ahem."

IC: Jettix With a few more trips, he'd completed a pretty decent layout of the main and top floors of the Bank. The vault level was obviously still a problem, but he had an idea on how to get around that. Brainstorming for a while, he waited for the others to return.

IC: Torana She carefully dabbed her face with a napkin, getting rid of any melted chocolate stuck on her lips. Then she turned around and saw a sight so implausibly messy that she felt like she still had batter and syrup and chocolate still piled on her face through sheer proximity to the- Oh my god that's RED AND SAEVA and they're sitting with THE COPS WHY Nevertheless she carefully made her way over but was at a loss for words, her expression just twisted from pure confusion. - - - - - - - - - - IC: Dessa "Sure thing, but... isn't your home pretty far back down the path? It's getting pretty dark..." She scratched the back of her head and shrugged. "Well, I guess you do know the Old Fusa better than I do, right?" OOC: HEY HALA FOLKS THIS WOULD BE A GOOD TIME Y'KNOW - - - - - - - - - - IC: Praxis He did like one of his signature complaint-groans