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22 hours ago, Goose said:

IC: Kini-Nui

A shiver ran up the Crooked Man’s spine, a thrill even that twisted Lesterin could recognise as deviant. The darkness was like a lover’s caress, light upon the skin, a knife that trailed tantalisingly along his nape. His rotten smile, smothered by the shadows, was one of perverse bliss.

“I come bearing some truly tragic news regarding Leah, of the Toa Maru.” Even the Lesterin’s master, uncompromising as he was, could not misinterpret the sarcasm that seeped from his words. “It seems she’s taken ill; they had to drag her unconscious body from the bay. Why, she nearly drowned. It may be some time before she’s at herself again, and I suspect she may find herself… scarred by the experience. The good people of Ga-Koro seemed in something of a tizzy as I left - awful business, really, just awful.”

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Silence fell again in the temple, this time... Impatient. Leaves rustled softly without wind breaking the silence with a rough susurration. The shadows grew heavier, weighty with the mood of their master. A creature less rotten in the brain might have sensed the danger but with this creature who could tell. But the leaves stilled and the pressure abated. Somewhat.

"Then that nearly qualifies as a down payment on the gift you were given," The air whispered, rough with an undercurrent of warning. A riptide felt much the same before the unwary became trapped. "But at least it proves you might not be a waste."

 

15 hours ago, Johnny Blocksville said:

IC: Ela Latos - Fighting the feeling

This time, the Lesterin did not have the willpower to distrust the pain - in fact, in the moment, she had no chance to even consider it. Her body reacted involuntarily, her eyes opening and her lungs gasping, as she hopped back, a free hand immediately pressing a finger to her brow. She'd made the wrong call, hadn't she? How stupid could she be, to toss aside her own instinct? She felt blood trickle down her finger, drip from her chin...

The opening had been earned by Kiyaku, if only for a moment, as Ela's hesitation stalled reaction.

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Immediacy sold the illusion better than she could have hoped but the Menti herself was still trying to recover her balance. The hit hadn't quite rung her bell but it came close. Even with the recovery her feint had bought her she was perilously low on time to exploit this opportunity. She was too unbalanced to strike without— maybe— causing harm she didn't intend. So she went quick and she went dirty, the illusion lapsing without the clear concentration to maintain it.

A step in let her drive her elbow into the Lesterin's middle, bringing the flat of her blade into position for what would— in a real fight— be a position to land a potentially mortal blow.

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IC: Mangaia

The sensation of his master’s voice, at once both all around him and whispering intimately into his ear, made the withered Lesterin shudder, and his grin grew wider yet.

“Why, one might almost mistake that for a compliment. Naturally, I know better.”

The Crooked Man took a step further into the darkness, savouring the experience of being quite literally inside the shadows of the Makuta. He pictured himself as a parasite, a long white worm which writhed inside the bowels of its host; nourished by Its gifts, growing as he feasted upon Its successes.

“I can do more. I need only know where my talents should be turned next.”

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IC: Ela Latos 

She narrowed all of her internal conflicts into one crystallized thought, a lighthouse in the sea of uncertainty:

 

Could she still move?

 

Her eyes glowed as the elbow hit her, as the Menti would expect, but the Lesterin was, as Kiyaku had correctly assessed, much faster than her, and her body rolled around the blow to the left, minimizing the wind taken out of her just enough for her to retaliate; a large hand balled up into a fist shot wide, but strong, at Kiyaku's cheek.

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19 hours ago, Goose said:

IC: Mangaia

The sensation of his master’s voice, at once both all around him and whispering intimately into his ear, made the withered Lesterin shudder, and his grin grew wider yet.

“Why, one might almost mistake that for a compliment. Naturally, I know better.”

The Crooked Man took a step further into the darkness, savouring the experience of being quite literally inside the shadows of the Makuta. He pictured himself as a parasite, a long white worm which writhed inside the bowels of its host; nourished by Its gifts, growing as he feasted upon Its successes.

“I can do more. I need only know where my talents should be turned next.”

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"You are nothing so discriminating as a scalpel," The sound was no longer a whisper, but a hiss. The pressure redoubled in an instant, forcing the corrupted creature to his fours as gravity itself bore down upon him. "You are not a guided instrument, you are a disease. I have not the patience to give you direction or the inclination to praise you for might-have-beens. You may join with my Followers or you may work alone. But do not presume to come before me without something important to say."

"You wish for a compliment? Bring me a Maru as a trophy. Kill the Matoran that escaped me upon the Archipelago, or kill the Toa that slew that fool Echelon." The pressure relented as suddenly as it came and the creature could breathe again. "Until then leave my presence. Do what you are meant to do until you die."

2 hours ago, Johnny Blocksville said:

IC: Ela Latos 

She narrowed all of her internal conflicts into one crystallized thought, a lighthouse in the sea of uncertainty:

 

Could she still move?

 

Her eyes glowed as the elbow hit her, as the Menti would expect, but the Lesterin was, as Kiyaku had correctly assessed, much faster than her, and her body rolled around the blow to the left, minimizing the wind taken out of her just enough for her to retaliate; a large hand balled up into a fist shot wide, but strong, at Kiyaku's cheek.

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There was no elegant way to respond.

Then, a fist to the face hardly invited an elegant response. The Lesterin was faster, the Lesterin was stronger, and Kiyaku's balance was forward from her strike. The fist struck her cheek and carried on, sending the Menti sprawling bonelessly on the ground.

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IC: Mangaia

The sound the Lesterin made as the Makuta forced him onto his knees was, to say the least, indecent. When his master released him at last, he still could neither move nor speak, producing instead what might best be described as a kind of vulgar panting.

When he had regained himself sweat was still beaded upon his brow, and his mouth was so dry that he had to wet his lips before he could speak.

"Tell me… about… the Matoran."

He raised his head, presenting half-lidded eyes the colour and consistency of rancid milk, and grinned once more.

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IC: Ela Latos 

She shook her hand off, gasping ever so slightly from the wind previously sustained, and sheathing her weapon for the time being. She'd hit her hard, intentionally so, but not enough to harm her severely. It had been a long time - years, even - that she'd been that shaken by an opponent's abilities. She'd of course met many challenges but none that attacked her game plan so close to the bone, not for a while. And this was likely only the tip of the iceberg - she'd probably gotten lucky in being able to incapacitate her. 

But that didn't mean the lesson taught was devalued. Just that there was more to come. 

The woman knelt down beside the Menti, clicking her fingers in front of her eyes to check she was still conscious. A smile had subliminally crept across her face as the possibilities of the future streamed through her brain.

Hopefully she wasn't out for long.

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For a few moments the Menti's eyes were unfocused, almost sightless, but by the second click they were focusing and by the third they were tracking. If perhaps a little dazed still. She propped herself up on elbow and rubbed at her jaw. For a split second anger sparked from her wounded pride, touched unerringly on the raw resentment of her youth. But the moment passed swiftly replaced instead by mirth. The laughter began slowly, but bubbled out of her in increasing volume.

"Good hook," She managed, still chuckling. She held her hand out. "Very good. Give me a hand?"

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IC: Ela Latos

That awkward smile again. She immediately outstretched an arm as Kiyaku requested, gently helping her to her feet.

"Had you come across me in battle, you'd likely have bested me. But you keeping the odds fair was noble. I've learned much already." She breathed in, standing up straight and tall again. "But what you use, it's a wellspring, no? I suppose I have only treaded shallow waters."

"An oasis is a sea, for the Po-Matoran." Ela mused. "A local saying."

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"'The mind is the only truly Endless Ocean'," The Menti said, recalling her time at the Yards. She chuckled. "I thought that was true, until I had to sail here. Had I come across you in battle I think it would have ended similarly, unless I had the element of surprise. I did not use my mask, but neither did you. You're faster than me. I expect you're stronger than me, too. I'm not counting against myself. I know my strengths, and my weaknesses."

"But you already learned much about how it works. How preconceptions and split second decisions play into the illusion." Kiyaku tilted her head. "I have an offer for you, I think."

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"An offer." The Menti confirmed, rubbing her jaw absently. She was fairly sure of her instincts. Moreover she was certain that she could simply leave if she was wrong. "You're capable. Intelligent. And you've been here longer than I have. I need that."

"In my homeland I was a privateer. Very good at it, actually. I intend to continue much as I always have here, on Mata Nui. I'll rebuild what I lost. I'll build it better, freed from Umbraline control. I'd like you to work with me, for as long as you're willing."

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IC: Ela Latos

So, without mincing words, the Dasaka was a pirate. Although this wasn't an immediate condemnation, it did make Ela doubletake slightly. Her impressions of "privateers" and pirates were that they preyed on the weak - avoided conflict with anyone that could sink their interests - this went for mainland gangsters as well. The Skakdi back home were similar - although they admittedly were so warlike it was hard for them not to butt heads. 

However, were this stereotype universal, Kiyaku had obviously broken it already. She'd admitted and known that Ela was a more skilled opponent than her - and yet she'd still gone through the effort to spar with her and seen her capabilities - learn something. It also wasn't as if it was a complete shock to the senses - Ela had seen and guessed she was involved in some occupation that wasn't strictly lawful. As a vagrant, Ela wasn't far off from being a criminal either, considering how some Wahis treated wanderers.

"I make it known that I stray clear of lies, so truthfully, the opportunity intrigues me. But I don't abide cruelty - I've seen what some of your ilk do and it is nothing but hedonistic violence. That doesn't intrigue me. It bores me - and it disgusts me." Her eyes were locked straight onto the Dasaka's, and she'd made sure every single word was crystal clear. "Are you different, Lady Fursic?"

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"There's no profit in unnecessary violence." Kiyaku met the Lesterin's eyes without flinching. Her characterization of the Fursic's profession wasn't totally without merit. Pirates cared little for targets that might fight back. She had taken a few herself that couldn't offer much resistance. But her directives were political. What her Toroshu deemed a target, she took care of. There were different options now. "But sometimes dead sailors tell no tales. Their rulers sent them to sail and to guard the same ships my clan dictated I rob. Hedonism requires enjoyment, and I neither enjoyed nor regretted when death was necessary. It's a task like any other."

"My clan is gone, and good riddance. They sullied our name before I was born. The Umbraline, too, irritate me. Their certainty. Their self-righteousness. They aren't my problem anymore, either. For the first time I truly am beholden to no one." Something in the Menti's eyes flashed, an energy and ambition behind the words. "Order is shattered. My Honor is no longer tied to traitors. What I have is Power. Power to forge my own rule, my own Order."

"I act for myself, and by extension for my crew. They kept their faith with me when no Honor required it. I lead them across the ocean, I brought them here, and I will bring them with me to the restoration of everything that we have lost and more. I will carve out my niche here. Anyone in my way is an enemy to deal with, however I must." She held her hands out to the side, palm up, in expression— and in a strange sort of challenge. "I am what I am. Neither cruel nor kind, but dedicated to the pursuit of my aims."

"You told me the Skakdi fight for no reason, squabble and kill only because they can. That seems as stupid to me as it does to you. The world has gone mad. The Dashi here say this is familiar, that what I saw on my homeland is how they have lived for generations. Your home sounds no different. In these strange times I have no problem doing what I must for myself, and for my crew."

Her voice lowered, and she rested her hands lightly on her hips.

"You seem to me a warrior without a home, without allies, without a cause. Aboard my ship you could find them all. Or at least have a roof over your head and money in your pocket while you search for your own purpose."

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IC: Ela Latos 

She couldn't help but be compelled. She was clearly an experienced talker, and the Lesterin could understand why her crew were loyal to her. The picture she'd painted was one that excited her, despite (or perhaps because) of the uncertainty of the end destination. She hadn't experienced serving someone else formally before - but perhaps that wasn't what Kiyaku had offered. This was simply a new path, and by the sounds, one worth following. Perhaps helping to build Lady Fursic's dreams would be what ignited that ever important fire for her. 

At the very least, it would be the beginning of an important friendship.

And so, after she'd finished, Ela slowly drew her longsword, her long body sinking to one knee as she drove her blade into the ground in front of them both, eyes facing down in turn.

"Then, my Lady...perhaps I and my blade may help you carve out that niche you seek."

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"No need for any 'my Lady's, unless you wish." The Dasaka laughed softly, extending a hand to help Ela back to her feet. "Any nobility owed to me burned with my home. I've been called a great many things, you may find which you prefer. But you, and your blade, are most welcome aboard the Shinushya, Ela Latos."

"Shall we get you introduced?"

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