"I am here for what the Makuta call, 'relics.' I believe that they can be bartered for the benefit of this clan."
She raises her hand, a blatant sign for the servant to cease talking. She whispers into a tube, for her servant to speak.
"Our Madame requests to know which of her sisters you hail from? Lady Vesper? Madame Daystar? Or perhaps young Lady Mane?" The nasally voice of a steltian asks, him standing to the left of the veiled Lady Nightstar.
The servant should notice everyone present bears one of four marks. The ones who hadn't entered from outside bared a crescent moon. The other, who had entered, had marks that were either a sun, a four pointed star or a spiral.
"I hail from the Clan of Ghask under lord Denomar. My lord holds half of Stelt's key to transcendence, he's heard rumor that you had the other half." A spiral is carefully incorporated onto his attire.
He glares. "You want the entirety of my matoran servants?" He asks, voice blazing hot, uncontrollably passionate and infuriated. "You had best be able to compensate me accordingly." He responds, frostily.
He pauses. "Oh, you didn't hear? Anakritis was overthrown." He giggles out.
"...overthrown?"
"Yes, hehe! By traitorous Makuta!" He giggles out.
She raises her hand, a blatant sign for the servant to cease talking. She whispers into a tube, for her servant to speak.
"Our Madame requests to know which of her sisters you hail from? Lady Vesper? Madame Daystar? Or perhaps young Lady Mane?" The nasally voice of a steltian asks, him standing to the left of the veiled Lady Nightstar.
The servant should notice everyone present bears one of four marks. The ones who hadn't entered from outside bared a crescent moon. The other, who had entered, had marks that were either a sun, a four pointed star or a spiral.
"I hail from the Clan of Ghask under lord Denomar. My lord holds half of Stelt's key to transcendence, he's heard rumor that you had the other half." A spiral is carefully incorporated onto his attire.
She whispers into the tube again.
"Our Lady demands to know why you bear the mark of Lady Mane, if you serve under Lord Denomar!"
"I hail from the Clan of Ghask under lord Denomar. My lord holds half of Stelt's key to transcendence, he's heard rumor that you had the other half." A spiral is carefully incorporated onto his attire.
She whispers into the tube again.
"Our Lady demands to know why you bear the mark of Lady Mane, if you serve under Lord Denomar!"
"If Lady Mane claims the same crest as Lord Denomar, then perhaps they must work that out themselves." If they examine the symbol closely, they will notice small differences, namely fractals. "I am here to schedule a meeting between my Lord and you, preferably a neutral setting."
"Our Lady demands to know why you bear the mark of Lady Mane, if you serve under Lord Denomar!"
"If Lady Mane claims the same crest as Lord Denomar, then perhaps they must work that out themselves." If they examine the symbol closely, they will notice small differences, namely fractals. "I am here to schedule a meeting between my Lord and you, preferably a neutral setting."
"Such a meeting shall indeed occur, then, between Lady Mane and Lord Denomar." The servant snaps, without listening to what Lady Nighstar says. She whispers into the tube, yet again.
"If Lady Mane claims the same crest as Lord Denomar, then perhaps they must work that out themselves." If they examine the symbol closely, they will notice small differences, namely fractals. "I am here to schedule a meeting between my Lord and you, preferably a neutral setting."
"Such a meeting shall indeed occur, then, between Lady Mane and Lord Denomar." The servant snaps, without listening to what Lady Nighstar says. She whispers into the tube, yet again.
"Such a meeting shall indeed occur, then, between Lady Mane and Lord Denomar." The servant snaps, without listening to what Lady Nighstar says. She whispers into the tube, yet again.
"Her Excellency is willing to such a meeting."
"Your clan's gladiator ring?"
"Hardly neutral." The servant scoffs, without being told by the lady Nightstar. She whispers quietly into the tube.
"Her Glory agrees. When is the earliest time Lord Denomar can meet? Lady Mane and Lady Nightstar shall both be present, as Lady Nightstar believes it would save time on all three parties, if one larger meeting were to occur."
"Hardly neutral." The servant scoffs, without being told by the lady Nightstar. She whispers quietly into the tube.
"Her Glory agrees. When is the earliest time Lord Denomar can meet? Lady Mane and Lady Nightstar shall both be present, as Lady Nightstar believes it would save time on all three parties, if one larger meeting were to occur."
"When most convenient for you, Lady Nightstar. You look busy today."
"Toa have a code." Ahir responds. "Betrayal, deceit, and selfish craving for power are against ours." He looks back at Svin. "...most of us."
The toa of Psionics scoffs.
The Toa of Iron appears in front of Svin, eyes piercing into hers, their noses skimming one another. "What about you, cupcake? Gonna betray Anna?"
Her own eyes are set with ablaze with the fires of Ta-Metru's Great Furnace. She turns her entire body into the most solid of rocks, like a fresh statue leaning forward to confront the centuries to come. "I will never betray Makuta." The toa swears.
Toa Irohon finishes the finer details in the matoran only to look up and see his sister and "Marionette" starring deep into eachother's eyes. "Woah-kay. Get a room."
Post by slipperysnakeboy on Aug 27, 2017 23:08:47 GMT
Makuta Amakka is a statue in his own trophy room. He recalls how this all happened, and can trace it no further then an hour back. His joints had felt softer then usual, and his muscles seemed almost spongy. As he left the Throne Room, his movement was hindered, and his suffering increased, although it was no cause for concern just yet. Then his armor had suddenly become a thousand times heavier, but the floor never buckled. Sooner then expected, he couldn't move at all, and green mist was slowly seeping out of his body. All he could do was teleport, and that was how he ended up here.
This is more then a jest between Makuta, it is a deliberate action against Amakka. Who is responsible? Toxica has the resources, and Amakka did destroy her entire lab... even the symptoms matched her sinister behavior. Who else could create a poison to slowly vaporize living antidermis in the most painful way possible?
"So, you aim to make me pay for your laboratory? And to think, I had almost apologized."
He magnetically clamps his armor shut.
"Crystalia. I want to show you one of my experiments."
"Hardly neutral." The servant scoffs, without being told by the lady Nightstar. She whispers quietly into the tube.
"Her Glory agrees. When is the earliest time Lord Denomar can meet? Lady Mane and Lady Nightstar shall both be present, as Lady Nightstar believes it would save time on all three parties, if one larger meeting were to occur."
"When most convenient for you, Lady Nightstar. You look busy today."
She speaks into the tube.
"Her Splendor says now would be the most convenient time. All the other aristocrats here hail from Lady Nightstar's sisters, and have either spoken their piece, or shall wait."
