06-14-2018, 01:21 PM
Despite his best efforts to muffle and suppress his natural dispensation of frigid air, Kopaka could tell his presence in the room was starting to make some of the other spectators uncomfortable. Granted, they were all secondaries and as such were slated to be pitied and marginalized...but if given the choice Kopaka would have preferred to avoid any potential liabilities for attention. The Toa's job here was quite simple; stay close enough to any Prime loiterers and collect their biometrics for later use in tracking and killing them. Regardless of his stated allegiance to the Empire, the biomech did recognize his personal penchant for the activity of bounty hunting.
At the moment, he was wrapped in a heavy, brown tarp cloak that brushed against the ground when he walked. A low hood almost concealed his entire face, leaving him only with his other senses to keep track of other people in the room. Had he been wearing the Kanohi Akaku, it would have been trivial to peer through the thick fabric obscuring his eyes, but the great mask of power was currently tucked under his back, so he could maintain a less notable profile.
Granted, he was also aware that been the only person in the room wearing an extremely heavy cloak would attract suspicion, regardless of his actions or repressed ability to chill the air, but at the very least, he hoped to be too much of an imposing unknown for the casual observer to approach. Presently, since there were no Primes in the room to sniff out, Kopaka contented himself with perusing the ongoing matches.
There were certainly several that piqued his interest. For starters, it seemed as though that effluviant abomination Pennywise had been able to return to life in time to join in the festivities. He seemed to have become slightly more cunning since their last encounter, and in a perverse turn of fate, Kopaka almost found himself rooting for the drooling buffoon. The Toa wouldn't be surprised if It simply turned around and swallowed Its ally whole at any moment, the poor creature.
Elsewhere, Skeletor stood astride none other than the self-proclaimed lord of bounties, Kuzuru. Kopaka quickly scrolled through the other live feeds of the individual battle, using his mental uplink to Syntech's streaming service, but did not locate Weiss Schnee. Ah well. Partaking in highly spectacular battles to the death was not her style. Neither, he supposed, was it his style. The first time he had ever partaken in such a competition had been on the direct order of an Imperial supervisor. Perhaps that was why he had...well...nevermind. Skeletor and his sadistic companion seemed to be doing just fine against their sun-haired opponents.
Finally, and most tantalizing of all the fights, was a skirmish between the Kings. None other than Mickey Mouse, Kopaka's most hated and elusive rival who had, more than likely, completely forgotten that the Spirit of Ice even existed. Still, that did not diminish the fact that every slash, every bruising punch inflicted on the diminutive Prime fed the darkness writhing inside of his soul. When Gilgamesh bound up the rodent in chains, Kopaka actually began to chuckle softly. My yes. The pain in those eyes. The guilt that Gilgamesh assailed Mickey with...it was so tantalizing. If Mickey happened to cross paths with Kopaka after the conclusion of his fight, would Kopaka be able to resist doing the same?
Kopaka took a deep breath and steadied himself. In time, dear one. In the Omniverse, everyone eventually gets their turn...
At the moment, he was wrapped in a heavy, brown tarp cloak that brushed against the ground when he walked. A low hood almost concealed his entire face, leaving him only with his other senses to keep track of other people in the room. Had he been wearing the Kanohi Akaku, it would have been trivial to peer through the thick fabric obscuring his eyes, but the great mask of power was currently tucked under his back, so he could maintain a less notable profile.
Granted, he was also aware that been the only person in the room wearing an extremely heavy cloak would attract suspicion, regardless of his actions or repressed ability to chill the air, but at the very least, he hoped to be too much of an imposing unknown for the casual observer to approach. Presently, since there were no Primes in the room to sniff out, Kopaka contented himself with perusing the ongoing matches.
There were certainly several that piqued his interest. For starters, it seemed as though that effluviant abomination Pennywise had been able to return to life in time to join in the festivities. He seemed to have become slightly more cunning since their last encounter, and in a perverse turn of fate, Kopaka almost found himself rooting for the drooling buffoon. The Toa wouldn't be surprised if It simply turned around and swallowed Its ally whole at any moment, the poor creature.
Elsewhere, Skeletor stood astride none other than the self-proclaimed lord of bounties, Kuzuru. Kopaka quickly scrolled through the other live feeds of the individual battle, using his mental uplink to Syntech's streaming service, but did not locate Weiss Schnee. Ah well. Partaking in highly spectacular battles to the death was not her style. Neither, he supposed, was it his style. The first time he had ever partaken in such a competition had been on the direct order of an Imperial supervisor. Perhaps that was why he had...well...nevermind. Skeletor and his sadistic companion seemed to be doing just fine against their sun-haired opponents.
Finally, and most tantalizing of all the fights, was a skirmish between the Kings. None other than Mickey Mouse, Kopaka's most hated and elusive rival who had, more than likely, completely forgotten that the Spirit of Ice even existed. Still, that did not diminish the fact that every slash, every bruising punch inflicted on the diminutive Prime fed the darkness writhing inside of his soul. When Gilgamesh bound up the rodent in chains, Kopaka actually began to chuckle softly. My yes. The pain in those eyes. The guilt that Gilgamesh assailed Mickey with...it was so tantalizing. If Mickey happened to cross paths with Kopaka after the conclusion of his fight, would Kopaka be able to resist doing the same?
Kopaka took a deep breath and steadied himself. In time, dear one. In the Omniverse, everyone eventually gets their turn...
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