Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
IC: A few Matoran are sheltered by a chunk of the train, which is to say that they're injured. The rest seem to be dead already.
IC: Petram tries to reach in, but thinks better of it concerning his size. He looks around really quick. “Tuhi!” The Matori runs over. “Yeah?” Petram points inside the train. “Get those Matoran, dead or alive, out of this train. I can’t fit.” Tuhi nods and carefully steps inside, moving to the piece of rubble and inspecting it really quick before he does anything.
IC: The rubble leans at a precarious angle over the small group of Matoran. One looks up at him with scared eyes.
”Here, take this.” He handed her a pill. ”I hit my head a lot. These help.”
IC: "Thanks." She takes the pill, and stares at it for a moment.
It's round and brown with a little shine to it.
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
”You should feel better in about three minutes. Also its like ten thousand calories so I suggest not eating for a couple days.”
“No one ever stood atop the heavens before. Not you, or I, or even the gods. But the unbearable vacancy of heavens throne ends now. From now on, I alone will stand at the top.”
Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
IC: Petram tries to reach in, but thinks better of it concerning his size. He looks around really quick. “Tuhi!” The Matori runs over. “Yeah?” Petram points inside the train. “Get those Matoran, dead or alive, out of this train. I can’t fit.” Tuhi nods and carefully steps inside, moving to the piece of rubble and inspecting it really quick before he does anything.
IC: The rubble leans at a precarious angle over the small group of Matoran. One looks up at him with scared eyes.
IC: Tuhi looks back at Petram, staring at him expectantly. He looks back at the scared Matori. Steeling himself, Tuhi gets on his hands and knees and crawls under he piece of rubble, being careful not to touch it. As he reaches for the first Matoran, he quickly looks to see what exactly is holding up the rubble.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
IC: The rubble leans at a precarious angle over the small group of Matoran. One looks up at him with scared eyes.
IC: Tuhi looks back at Petram, staring at him expectantly. He looks back at the scared Matori. Steeling himself, Tuhi gets on his hands and knees and crawls under he piece of rubble, being careful not to touch it. As he reaches for the first Matoran, he quickly looks to see what exactly is holding up the rubble.
IC: The twisted scrap of the train rests with one edge on the ground and the other on the face-down body of a Le-Matoran. They aren't moving.
IC: Rahzahkea stares at her, not seeming to understand. "Please, go over it again. How you got into the train, how the bombs got there, etc."
IC: She sighs again, shifting to a more comfortable position. "A few days ago, when I asked for some time off. I went out into the Wastes to try and track Borom again. I did a few loops, talked to some people, nothing. So I got on the train to come home. The bombs... wherever they were, it wasn't obvious. I didn't know about it until it was about to go off. But I heard something, a clicking. Then it blew up."
IC: Rahzahkea appears to have frozen his facial expression in the same grim, almost dead expression he had a moment ago. He nods once, and starts to speak again. Sylah appears, tapping him on his head and gesturing at the ruins of the train. "There are some left. And you're a bit more...fine with the moving things than I am. I can talk to her and...you seem a bit tense to be blunt."
"Of course I'm blunt, one of our own just rode in on a train that killed a large portion of Aterans and came from an as of yet unknown source." Rahzahkea's voice is cold, almost angry, and for a moment it looks like he's not going to listen....but he glances over and rises, walking toward the ruin to look for anyone left.
He pauses once, to jab a finger at Rolvik. "You. Glatorian. Go get your master and tell him he is needed here. I guarantee whatever he is doing now is irrelevant by comparison." Wordlessly, he turns back to the ruin and makes his way over.
Sylah sits in front of Lync, regarding her calmly. "So, anything else you remember? Anyone suspicious you saw or something like that would help us?"
Rahzahkea begins peeling apart the remnants of the ruin mentally, the metal severing into different strips by section and floating softly away, as he also tries to be attentive of any remaining survivors."
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
IC: She sighs again, shifting to a more comfortable position. "A few days ago, when I asked for some time off. I went out into the Wastes to try and track Borom again. I did a few loops, talked to some people, nothing. So I got on the train to come home. The bombs... wherever they were, it wasn't obvious. I didn't know about it until it was about to go off. But I heard something, a clicking. Then it blew up."
IC: Rahzahkea appears to have frozen his facial expression in the same grim, almost dead expression he had a moment ago. He nods once, and starts to speak again. Sylah appears, tapping him on his head and gesturing at the ruins of the train. "There are some left. And you're a bit more...fine with the moving things than I am. I can talk to her and...you seem a bit tense to be blunt."
"Of course I'm blunt, one of our own just rode in on a train that killed a large portion of Aterans and came from an as of yet unknown source." Rahzahkea's voice is cold, almost angry, and for a moment it looks like he's not going to listen....but he glances over and rises, walking toward the ruin to look for anyone left.
He pauses once, to jab a finger at Rolvik. "You. Glatorian. Go get your master and tell him he is needed here. I guarantee whatever he is doing now is irrelevant by comparison." Wordlessly, he turns back to the ruin and makes his way over.
Sylah sits in front of Lync, regarding her calmly. "So, anything else you remember? Anyone suspicious you saw or something like that would help us?"
Rahzahkea begins peeling apart the remnants of the ruin mentally, the metal severing into different strips by section and floating softly away, as he also tries to be attentive of any remaining survivors."
IC: Lync's wings flutter behind her as she stares off in thought. She shakes her head. "Even if I did see someone, the blast would've killed them. I'm sorry."
Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
IC: She sighs again, shifting to a more comfortable position. "A few days ago, when I asked for some time off. I went out into the Wastes to try and track Borom again. I did a few loops, talked to some people, nothing. So I got on the train to come home. The bombs... wherever they were, it wasn't obvious. I didn't know about it until it was about to go off. But I heard something, a clicking. Then it blew up."
IC: Rahzahkea appears to have frozen his facial expression in the same grim, almost dead expression he had a moment ago. He nods once, and starts to speak again. Sylah appears, tapping him on his head and gesturing at the ruins of the train. "There are some left. And you're a bit more...fine with the moving things than I am. I can talk to her and...you seem a bit tense to be blunt."
"Of course I'm blunt, one of our own just rode in on a train that killed a large portion of Aterans and came from an as of yet unknown source." Rahzahkea's voice is cold, almost angry, and for a moment it looks like he's not going to listen....but he glances over and rises, walking toward the ruin to look for anyone left.
He pauses once, to jab a finger at Rolvik. "You. Glatorian. Go get your master and tell him he is needed here. I guarantee whatever he is doing now is irrelevant by comparison." Wordlessly, he turns back to the ruin and makes his way over.
Sylah sits in front of Lync, regarding her calmly. "So, anything else you remember? Anyone suspicious you saw or something like that would help us?"
Rahzahkea begins peeling apart the remnants of the ruin mentally, the metal severing into different strips by section and floating softly away, as he also tries to be attentive of any remaining survivors."
OOC Vashari: Yeah, I can tell from that statement that you’re definetly single.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.
IC: Tuhi looks back at Petram, staring at him expectantly. He looks back at the scared Matori. Steeling himself, Tuhi gets on his hands and knees and crawls under he piece of rubble, being careful not to touch it. As he reaches for the first Matoran, he quickly looks to see what exactly is holding up the rubble.
IC: The twisted scrap of the train rests with one edge on the ground and the other on the face-down body of a Le-Matoran. They aren't moving.
IC: Tuhi hisses through his teeth, trying to keep his cool. He starts dragging Matori out, leavingbthe one supporting the rubble for last.
Come! Come and listen, my friends. Listen as I regale you with the next chapter in the legend of the Bionicle.
IC: Rahzahkea appears to have frozen his facial expression in the same grim, almost dead expression he had a moment ago. He nods once, and starts to speak again. Sylah appears, tapping him on his head and gesturing at the ruins of the train. "There are some left. And you're a bit more...fine with the moving things than I am. I can talk to her and...you seem a bit tense to be blunt."
"Of course I'm blunt, one of our own just rode in on a train that killed a large portion of Aterans and came from an as of yet unknown source." Rahzahkea's voice is cold, almost angry, and for a moment it looks like he's not going to listen....but he glances over and rises, walking toward the ruin to look for anyone left.
He pauses once, to jab a finger at Rolvik. "You. Glatorian. Go get your master and tell him he is needed here. I guarantee whatever he is doing now is irrelevant by comparison." Wordlessly, he turns back to the ruin and makes his way over.
Sylah sits in front of Lync, regarding her calmly. "So, anything else you remember? Anyone suspicious you saw or something like that would help us?"
Rahzahkea begins peeling apart the remnants of the ruin mentally, the metal severing into different strips by section and floating softly away, as he also tries to be attentive of any remaining survivors."
OOC Vashari: Yeah, I can tell from that statement that you’re definitely single.
OOC: Which would be more bitter, one who "loved" once and lost, or one who "loved" and lost yet found "love" again?
"We're Toa. Nature is our weapon." - Rahzahkea
"You. No matter what spell you were under, this was your doing. Remember that". - K̞͍̗͚̘a̶g̰̥e̳̦̞̝̻̕
Posts: 8,250
Species: Human. I'm pretty certain of that. Kanohi: Kanohi Bluglass, Mask of Anti-Glare Prescription Glasses Weapons and Equipment: Equipment: Flat caps. A wallet. A driving permit.
Weapons: I have an awesome katana on my wall.