01-28-2016, 03:59 PM
Kopaka lingered for a minute or two more before turning on his heel and marching away from the central area of the temple. Perhaps he may have gleaned more if he stayed, but from the sounds of things, everyone was just as confused as he was. That was fine; he trusted his own assessment of any given situation above anyone else's, and unlike the Omniverse proper, he was certain that no one here could claim to be an expert on this land...aside from the enigmatic spirit itself. Kopaka did not, however, trust this spectral 'hero' to almost any extent. If he had deigned to unceremoniously pull them to his personal mortuary, unbidden, he was just as selfish and inconsiderate as Omni himself.
After walking a short distance, Kopaka came to one of the large doors that was shrouded in a thick bank of fog. The Toa hesitated at the threshold of the gateway for a moment before attempting to pass through. He was startled, however, when he found his advance halted by a soft, pillow wall of force. It was odd that Teucer would keep them all corralled in this tomb of his while also asking them to search an island for artifacts of power. What was the spirit waiting for? Perhaps there were more Primes yet to come. In that case, Kopaka would have to find answers within the temple itself. The biomech called upon the Kanohi Akaku, causing the white mask to flare with a cool light. Imagine the Toa's surprised when the supposedly all-seeing eyes of the Akaku were unable to penetrate either the thick marble walls or even the solidified fog that forbade his progress. Scowling, Kopaka held his hand up directly in front of his face, but even then, the Akaku could not pierce through the obfuscating appendage. By what right did this universe claim to deny the power of the Kanohi yet again? It had been bad enough learning that the Akaku was already limited in its range, but in this deeper hell, it was entirely non-functional.
Kopaka was tempted to run diagnostics on which other of his Kanohi had been crippled, but thought it better no to in the interest of keeping his abilities, limited or otherwise, a secret from these other abductees. Teucer had not explicitly stated that the Primes collected here were to compete against each other, but that would not mean that such a thing would not occur. The promise of power and freedom was a heady tonic to try and resist, and though the Toa would prefer to work alongside a partner or two, he could not himself deny that he would put himself before these others. After all, his Duty was to people who could not protect themselves, and gauging from the myriad begins assembled, that would not be a concern for a majority of them. Suddenly, another troubling detail was brought to the biotech's attention. A small indicator within his HUD began flashing, letting Kopaka know that his atmospheric nutrient synthesizers were offline. A quick internal scan revealed that the components were indeed still intact; they had simply ceased to function.
Luckily, Bionicles such as he did indeed have a back-up system for such an occurrence. If necessary, they could activate one of their biological components to be able to derive nutrients and other sustenance from consumed biomass. Based on his passing examination of the other biologicals that he had so far encountered, they too had a similar functionality. In fact, biomass intake, for the most part, seemed to be their only way of sustaining their organic bodies. It was structural flaw that, under normal circumstances, Kopaka may have been able to take advantage of, but as it was, that particular playing field had been leveled. A long, rattling breath escaped the Toa's concealed mouth, causing a plume of cooled air to wisp into the comparatively warm atmosphere of the temple. The logic and explanations behind any of these mysterious disabilities were likely to be as arcane as they were evasive, but again, Kopaka did not expect Teucer to give any reliable answers.
All that remained was to be patient until such a time as he and the others were released into the wilds. In the mean time, Kopaka contented himself to lean against one of the carven, marble reliefs next to the north gate and wait, staring towards the center of the temple.
After walking a short distance, Kopaka came to one of the large doors that was shrouded in a thick bank of fog. The Toa hesitated at the threshold of the gateway for a moment before attempting to pass through. He was startled, however, when he found his advance halted by a soft, pillow wall of force. It was odd that Teucer would keep them all corralled in this tomb of his while also asking them to search an island for artifacts of power. What was the spirit waiting for? Perhaps there were more Primes yet to come. In that case, Kopaka would have to find answers within the temple itself. The biomech called upon the Kanohi Akaku, causing the white mask to flare with a cool light. Imagine the Toa's surprised when the supposedly all-seeing eyes of the Akaku were unable to penetrate either the thick marble walls or even the solidified fog that forbade his progress. Scowling, Kopaka held his hand up directly in front of his face, but even then, the Akaku could not pierce through the obfuscating appendage. By what right did this universe claim to deny the power of the Kanohi yet again? It had been bad enough learning that the Akaku was already limited in its range, but in this deeper hell, it was entirely non-functional.
Kopaka was tempted to run diagnostics on which other of his Kanohi had been crippled, but thought it better no to in the interest of keeping his abilities, limited or otherwise, a secret from these other abductees. Teucer had not explicitly stated that the Primes collected here were to compete against each other, but that would not mean that such a thing would not occur. The promise of power and freedom was a heady tonic to try and resist, and though the Toa would prefer to work alongside a partner or two, he could not himself deny that he would put himself before these others. After all, his Duty was to people who could not protect themselves, and gauging from the myriad begins assembled, that would not be a concern for a majority of them. Suddenly, another troubling detail was brought to the biotech's attention. A small indicator within his HUD began flashing, letting Kopaka know that his atmospheric nutrient synthesizers were offline. A quick internal scan revealed that the components were indeed still intact; they had simply ceased to function.
Luckily, Bionicles such as he did indeed have a back-up system for such an occurrence. If necessary, they could activate one of their biological components to be able to derive nutrients and other sustenance from consumed biomass. Based on his passing examination of the other biologicals that he had so far encountered, they too had a similar functionality. In fact, biomass intake, for the most part, seemed to be their only way of sustaining their organic bodies. It was structural flaw that, under normal circumstances, Kopaka may have been able to take advantage of, but as it was, that particular playing field had been leveled. A long, rattling breath escaped the Toa's concealed mouth, causing a plume of cooled air to wisp into the comparatively warm atmosphere of the temple. The logic and explanations behind any of these mysterious disabilities were likely to be as arcane as they were evasive, but again, Kopaka did not expect Teucer to give any reliable answers.
All that remained was to be patient until such a time as he and the others were released into the wilds. In the mean time, Kopaka contented himself to lean against one of the carven, marble reliefs next to the north gate and wait, staring towards the center of the temple.
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