12-31-2015, 11:50 AM
Kopaka began to shake his head. This female's piercing voice was slightly to shrill for the Toa. It grated on his audio receptors like a glitchy feedback loop, but perhaps this was only because he had just extracted himself from yet another mental sojourn into his past. The more he saw of who he had been, and the world he had been a part of, the more he grew to resent this Omniverse. It was apparent that he had been given a distinct purpose, built for a distinct purpose, in the land he knew only as Mata Nui. But what was the point in trying to resist what Destiny had given him? To dwell on the past was to live in perpetual regression. Kopaka looked down at Ururu (or her clone, rather) and let out a loose, synthesized sigh. The Toa honestly didn't remember the question that Ururu had asked him in the first place, but ultimately it didn't matter. He wouldn't have answered it anyway.
To business then.
"Have you completed the business you came here to address?" he asked in a tone that was not entirely free of petulance. Kopaka was anxious to be rid of the female, that much was clear. He had completed his assigned mission to escort her to the Library and assess her risk to the public. Honestly, she seemed too smart to try and cause an upset on the most policed Tier of Coruscant. At this point, there were more important things to attend to than this glorified busywork.
To business then.
"Have you completed the business you came here to address?" he asked in a tone that was not entirely free of petulance. Kopaka was anxious to be rid of the female, that much was clear. He had completed his assigned mission to escort her to the Library and assess her risk to the public. Honestly, she seemed too smart to try and cause an upset on the most policed Tier of Coruscant. At this point, there were more important things to attend to than this glorified busywork.
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