01-26-2016, 11:55 PM
The time had come.
Michael Valentine Smith was due to arrive back in Coruscant any hour now, and it would be at this juncture that Kopaka would be able to once again his service to the people of the Empire. Lieutenant Brath had made it clear that failure would not be tolerated on this mission. Kopaka vaguely resented the sentiment that he would let such a thing happen, but the Lieutenant did not know the Toa well enough to think better of the frosty biomech.
And so Kopaka sat on the precipice of one of the high, gilded towers of Coruscant, having used the Kanohi Miru to float gracefully up through the whizzing aeri traffic to a vantagepoint overlooking Coruscant's main thoroughfare. All reports indicated that the dissident was likely to be passing through here, and with the power of the Kanohi Akaku, Kopaka was able to gaze into the belly of each and every passing air truck.
Suddenly, it felt as if he was slipping from his place on the roof. Startled, the Toa grasped fruitlessly at a handhold to prevent his fall, but he at once realized there was no longer a surface to grasp. Everything has gone dark, and not even the all-seeing eyes of the Akaku could pierce the inky veil. The Toa plummeted silently through the void, too startled to panic, before landing hard on a polished stone surface with a terrific crash.
A moment later, his shield and sword failed to come clattering down next to him. The Toa staggered to his feet and gazed warily at the others, but his view was suddenly filled with the azure radiance of some sort of specter. Alarmed, Kopaka's servos whirred violently as he raised his arms in a makeshift defensive posture against this ghost. Instead of making any violent movements, however, the spirit began to speak instead.
...
Once Teucer had finished his speech, he drifted off to give other Primes the same message. Kopaka said nothing, and lowered his arms with synthesized growl. If this Teucer individual had the power to pull them all into his own private universe, how was it he lacked the faculties to do the same to these all-important relics. The Toa had nothing but suspicion for the spirit, but it was too soon to make a decision on whether to cooperate. He needed more information.
And to get that, he would have to talk to other people.
Shuddering slightly at the thought, the Toa of Ice made his way over to the Primes that had already assembled. Everyone was, understandably, on edge, especially a certain young human female Kopaka had accidentally become somewhat familiar with. The girl seemed to hold a healthy skepticism of the situation, which Kopaka entirely agreed with. The two locked eyes for just a brief moment before Ururu rolled hers off to the side.
Aside from her, the Toa had no specific reason to take interest in anyone here, but listening to their banter might reveal some insights into the situation, and if not that, at least their character. What was certain, was that Kopaka's mere presence had already begun to spread a chill amongst the 'Heros'.
Michael Valentine Smith was due to arrive back in Coruscant any hour now, and it would be at this juncture that Kopaka would be able to once again his service to the people of the Empire. Lieutenant Brath had made it clear that failure would not be tolerated on this mission. Kopaka vaguely resented the sentiment that he would let such a thing happen, but the Lieutenant did not know the Toa well enough to think better of the frosty biomech.
And so Kopaka sat on the precipice of one of the high, gilded towers of Coruscant, having used the Kanohi Miru to float gracefully up through the whizzing aeri traffic to a vantagepoint overlooking Coruscant's main thoroughfare. All reports indicated that the dissident was likely to be passing through here, and with the power of the Kanohi Akaku, Kopaka was able to gaze into the belly of each and every passing air truck.
Suddenly, it felt as if he was slipping from his place on the roof. Startled, the Toa grasped fruitlessly at a handhold to prevent his fall, but he at once realized there was no longer a surface to grasp. Everything has gone dark, and not even the all-seeing eyes of the Akaku could pierce the inky veil. The Toa plummeted silently through the void, too startled to panic, before landing hard on a polished stone surface with a terrific crash.
A moment later, his shield and sword failed to come clattering down next to him. The Toa staggered to his feet and gazed warily at the others, but his view was suddenly filled with the azure radiance of some sort of specter. Alarmed, Kopaka's servos whirred violently as he raised his arms in a makeshift defensive posture against this ghost. Instead of making any violent movements, however, the spirit began to speak instead.
...
Once Teucer had finished his speech, he drifted off to give other Primes the same message. Kopaka said nothing, and lowered his arms with synthesized growl. If this Teucer individual had the power to pull them all into his own private universe, how was it he lacked the faculties to do the same to these all-important relics. The Toa had nothing but suspicion for the spirit, but it was too soon to make a decision on whether to cooperate. He needed more information.
And to get that, he would have to talk to other people.
Shuddering slightly at the thought, the Toa of Ice made his way over to the Primes that had already assembled. Everyone was, understandably, on edge, especially a certain young human female Kopaka had accidentally become somewhat familiar with. The girl seemed to hold a healthy skepticism of the situation, which Kopaka entirely agreed with. The two locked eyes for just a brief moment before Ururu rolled hers off to the side.
Aside from her, the Toa had no specific reason to take interest in anyone here, but listening to their banter might reveal some insights into the situation, and if not that, at least their character. What was certain, was that Kopaka's mere presence had already begun to spread a chill amongst the 'Heros'.
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