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IC: Gatanka He scratched his head. "...Always done it."

IC: Savfina "Well, you have to think about why the villages were separated as they were when Mata Nui was first settled - why mainly Ga-Matoran grouped together to form the village of water, Ta-Matoran; the village of fire... and so on. Each Koro is so different from the next. There are immense carvings here, in Po-Koro. The fiery-spirited citizens of Ta-Koro live above a lake of fire... The elements are everything to our civilization. They shape us." She took a moment to breathe. "There's just so much more to it. If we could only decipher the Spectrum, then we'd have one of the greatest insights into the true nature of the elements..."

IC: Gabe "Ergonomics."

OOC: You'd be right, Onaku. IC: Baxter He nodded vigorously and painted furiously.

IC: Torana she was blissfully ignorant as she dug happily into the pile of waffles and for but a brief moment the world was at peace the waters of chaos were still and all was good

IC: Raaka Thud-twannnnnng He was hearing things nearby but he daren't open his eyes and let it disturb his rest. He just got here, after all.

IC: Zephyr She opened her eyes and looked up at the approaching being. "Where to?" she half-grunted.

IC: Baxter

Raaka is in Kini Nui and Open for Interaction, if you're interested. Just don't disappear on me if you are.

IC: Torana "I just want to eat some waffles, guys..." she muttered, before rising to follow Saeva. She was about to take a seat next to the Ta-Toa when she, too saw the Guard they'd encountered yesterday, and also saw Saeva's expression. ... ... "...Nope. Nope. Not having it." She picked up a plate of waffles from the table and made her way to an unoccupied booth. N O T H A V I N G I T.

IC: Torana She tried her absolute hardest to just ignore whatever was going on and enjoy her waffles but she just couldn't manage to shut - NO I WILL NOT LET THE SANCTITY OF BREAKFAST BE VIOLATED

IC: Raaka He'd had enough of the cold. He'd had enough of the heat and ash. He'd had enough of the dirt and rock and mountains. Some fresh air was in order. His wounds still hadn't fully healed, and his leg was on fire, but he pushed himself onward. He hadn't seen the Great Temple in a long time; thought maybe some meditation or somethin' could do him some good. He was in no condition to work right now. He approached the base of the Kini Nui and breathed deeply. The air was good, but his ribs disagreed. Maybe he should just sit for a while. He didn't want to have to climb the steps to get up to the altar, so he just sat down and leant against the stone sides of the Temple, breathing in again and closing his eyes. OOC: Open for interaction.

IC: Torana She returned with a small plate of waffles. She shoved one in Erzu's mouth and held out the plate for the others. "How 'bout we go and get some more of these?" she suggested, half-smiling and jerking her head towards the counter.

IC: Gabe He wondered how his Disciple had come to learn his true name for but a brief moment before he passed it off has his divinity rubbing off on the mortals around him. He reached over to pull off the hat he had placed on Wraith's head. Underneath it was a sombrero. - - - - - - - - - - IC: Zephyr Elsewhere, a small, worn sailboat pulled up to the docks of Ga-Koro. The Tiokaha moored her ship and paid the Dockmaster the fee, though she didn't go ashore, simply putting up a sign. FERRY SERVICE ANY COAST - ANY EMBANKMENT - ANYWHERE YOU WANT TO GO TEN WIDGETS She sat back, crossing her arms and closing her eyes, listening to the breeze rippling through her sail and to the schools of fish chattering below the waves. OOC: Open for interaction.

IC: Torana She was about to open her mouth again but thought better of it. Instead, she discreetly went to the counter and got a plate of waffles.

IC: Torana "Here we go again. I just wanna eat, guys."

IC: Torana She caught the slightest whiff of cooking batter just as they approached the threshold of the diner's doorway and R U M B L E R U M B L E This time it really was her stomach. - - - - - - - - - - IC: Raaka OOC: Raaka to Kini Nui

IC: Baxter His baggy pants struggled to stay on his body as they furiously flapped while the bluish owner of the garment smeared himself into the skyline above Le-Koro. He hadn't decided on where to land, but anywhere would be fine. Every moment and every space was an opportunity. But he decided to do a couple victory laps after his successive escape from those Sentinel rascals and landed in a tree. The tree was special. Why, you ask? Because a special person was now sitting in it. An undefeated champion of the Arts. Baxter Picatinni whipped out his paintbrush and hoisted it above his head like he was ###### He-Man. He would've shouted "I HAAAAAVE THE POOOOWEEER" too if he wasn't mute. Instead, he just hopped down a couple branches and perched himself so he was in view of two guys who were standing by a dumpster with another guy. What an absolutely astounding scene. By the College-educated power invested in me, I shall do it justice on canvas. He whipped out his easel and furiously started dabbing and swishing and stroking till he worked up a sweat. It wasn't long before he had completed his masterpiece. He signed his name, took the drying portrait, and flew himself down to the magnificent subjects of his spectacular painting. He held out his work, offering it to these gentlemen free of charge. What a gorgeous scene indeed.

OOC: Mobile post IC: Praxis "Let's hurry this up, then. I'm tired 'a walkin' without nothin' to entice me. Get a move on." - - - - - - - - - - IC: Torana "Hey, nobody asked ME what I was cool with." She mocked a pout before a cheeky grin broke through. "I'm down for waffles, though. I'll eat anything."

OOC: Mobile post IC: Savfina "More than that. A couple years, I think. It's just strange how fast this island changes, shaped by the innovations of its many inhabitants, but I suspect the elemental groupings of each locale are part of the exact nature of change." She shrugged. "Just what I was taught. What I continue to study."

OOC: Mobile post IC: Gatanka "...Yes. Is there an issue?"

OOC: Mobile post IC: Arcturia She paid little attention to the beings bickering behind her, continuing up the frigid, fractured footpath to the peak above.

IC: Praxis He just shrugged. "Whatever. If your hills don't convince me otherwise, I'm headin' up to Ko-Wahi with this ######ter." He jerked his thumb at the Turaga. "We're all going the same way anyway. Get over here, y'old codger.. Yer gettin' attention from me, which is a reward all by itself. So you best keep yer mouth shut 'till we've checked these hills out. Capisce?" - - - - - - - - - - IC: Torana "Actually, cheeseburgers sound pretty good right about now." Oh you have no idea

Hmm, sounds interesting. I'd play as one. Mark of the Beast or Mark of the Blossom would've been perfect for a character for Hala if I didn't already have Dessa.

IC: Arcturia She took a wary glance at those addressing them from the courtyard, but said nothing and continued along the path to Ihu-Koro.