01-10-2018, 11:47 PM
Despite his primarily mechanical body, the Toa did indeed have a few vital organs contained within his robust protosteel chest. The biomech sucked in a deep breath and sputtered for a few moments, sinking to one knee as the Lady attempted to wrench the buried tip of her sword free from Kopaka's torso. When she finally yanked it out in a shower of sparks, a thick dribble of pale, purple slime fell from the wound for a moment before freezing over. It was a serious injury; one that would stand as testament to her dangerous prowess in close quarters. In a moment of panic, Kopaka called the Matatu back to his face and used the Great Mask's power to send a blast of pure, mental force into the Rohirrim at point-blank range. Dernhelm yelped as she was sent tumbling across the frosted surface of the Nexus, rolling to a stop with her heavy cloak wrapped around her like a cocoon.
As much as he would have liked to follow through on the telekinetic riposte, Kopaka was not entirely sure that he could move without aggravating his wound. Yet, anger rose within him like a feral, bilious cloud that demanded to be released. Anger borne from shame and raw survival instinct, it mingled with the ambient Darkness that brooded within him, and forced him back to his feet. Fear was there as well, and it was Kopaka's greatest, most raw fear. He was afraid he was going to fail. After all those months of languid despair in the cesspit of Nippur, building himself up and finally taking a place in the ranks of the EPD, he would be cut down by a freshly plucked Prime and be thrown right back as the laughing-stock of Coruscant.
It was clear to Éowyn that her opponent's composure had failed. Her critical strike had wounded more than flesh and armor, and though she was proud of her skill, she knew now that she stared into the eyes of a wounded, cornered beast. Still, she would not be frightened by the bloodied swordsman.
"Come then! Test the breadth of thy mettle against my steel!" she spat, brandishing Hasuhyrne once more. All at once, Kopaka drew to a stop, straightened his posture, and stared at her with renewed consciousness.
"Oh. Is that what you want?" he cooed, a distinct note of glee creeping in to his otherwise dour inflections. The Bionicle's mask changed once more, and as Kopaka continued his measured march, Dernhelm quickly eyed her surroundings. The spear was close by, and she did not think that this Empire dog could move swiftly, wounded as he was. Éowyn rolled for the spear, hefted it in one fluid motion, and hurled it at Kopaka with a sharp growl. The instant before impact, a striking blue shimmer of energy enveloped the Toa's body, and the Ashen Spear bounced harmlessly off of Kopaka's shoulder.
The Lady eyed the Toa with a repressed panic, trying to consider her options, but Kopaka fell upon her with a beastly snarl. To her credit, the Rohirrim maiden struck many blows with her sword, but all of them were turned away by the cyan shimmer. The biomech simply grabbed the woman's shield with both hands as her sword bounced off of him, tore it loose from her arm, and threw it to the side along with his own shield and sword.
The visage of the rust and lyme covered Kanohi Hau glared down at the female human as Kopaka proceeded to simply drive his metallic fists into her upper body and head with little care given to where the blows landed. Éowyn kept her face covered with her arms, but was barely able to breathe under the weight of the hammer blows. Only when the onslaught abated slightly did the Lady see that the crazed biomech's protective shield had vanished. Only then did she scrabble to get her fingers around the grill-like features of the Kanohi Hau. Kopaka reached up to hold the Kanohi on his face, and for a moment, the two were locked in some perverse tug-of-war. At length, the Lady whipped her left knee up into the Bionicle's right flank, directly into his deep wound. His grip to faltered just long enough, and she pulled the Great Mask from his face.
Howling is the only word that can describe the sound of anguish and shock that Kopaka made next. Panicked, Dernhelm scurried out from under the wailing Toa, using arms and legs to push herself backwards as she gawked in horror at the monolithic, diseased conglomerate of metal and flesh that was Kopaka's true face. His eyes flickered between the sickly yellow and a pure, icy blue as he clasped his head and staggered to his feet, simply shouting:
"KILL. YOU."
As much as he would have liked to follow through on the telekinetic riposte, Kopaka was not entirely sure that he could move without aggravating his wound. Yet, anger rose within him like a feral, bilious cloud that demanded to be released. Anger borne from shame and raw survival instinct, it mingled with the ambient Darkness that brooded within him, and forced him back to his feet. Fear was there as well, and it was Kopaka's greatest, most raw fear. He was afraid he was going to fail. After all those months of languid despair in the cesspit of Nippur, building himself up and finally taking a place in the ranks of the EPD, he would be cut down by a freshly plucked Prime and be thrown right back as the laughing-stock of Coruscant.
It was clear to Éowyn that her opponent's composure had failed. Her critical strike had wounded more than flesh and armor, and though she was proud of her skill, she knew now that she stared into the eyes of a wounded, cornered beast. Still, she would not be frightened by the bloodied swordsman.
"Come then! Test the breadth of thy mettle against my steel!" she spat, brandishing Hasuhyrne once more. All at once, Kopaka drew to a stop, straightened his posture, and stared at her with renewed consciousness.
"Oh. Is that what you want?" he cooed, a distinct note of glee creeping in to his otherwise dour inflections. The Bionicle's mask changed once more, and as Kopaka continued his measured march, Dernhelm quickly eyed her surroundings. The spear was close by, and she did not think that this Empire dog could move swiftly, wounded as he was. Éowyn rolled for the spear, hefted it in one fluid motion, and hurled it at Kopaka with a sharp growl. The instant before impact, a striking blue shimmer of energy enveloped the Toa's body, and the Ashen Spear bounced harmlessly off of Kopaka's shoulder.
The Lady eyed the Toa with a repressed panic, trying to consider her options, but Kopaka fell upon her with a beastly snarl. To her credit, the Rohirrim maiden struck many blows with her sword, but all of them were turned away by the cyan shimmer. The biomech simply grabbed the woman's shield with both hands as her sword bounced off of him, tore it loose from her arm, and threw it to the side along with his own shield and sword.
The visage of the rust and lyme covered Kanohi Hau glared down at the female human as Kopaka proceeded to simply drive his metallic fists into her upper body and head with little care given to where the blows landed. Éowyn kept her face covered with her arms, but was barely able to breathe under the weight of the hammer blows. Only when the onslaught abated slightly did the Lady see that the crazed biomech's protective shield had vanished. Only then did she scrabble to get her fingers around the grill-like features of the Kanohi Hau. Kopaka reached up to hold the Kanohi on his face, and for a moment, the two were locked in some perverse tug-of-war. At length, the Lady whipped her left knee up into the Bionicle's right flank, directly into his deep wound. His grip to faltered just long enough, and she pulled the Great Mask from his face.
Howling is the only word that can describe the sound of anguish and shock that Kopaka made next. Panicked, Dernhelm scurried out from under the wailing Toa, using arms and legs to push herself backwards as she gawked in horror at the monolithic, diseased conglomerate of metal and flesh that was Kopaka's true face. His eyes flickered between the sickly yellow and a pure, icy blue as he clasped his head and staggered to his feet, simply shouting:
"KILL. YOU."
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Kopaka used T1 Defensive Super Move: Taiepa o Whaiaro
Mostly for show.
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