A crimson Toa-like figure with a rifle slung across his back walks out from a nearby building and onto the street, his head thrown back, chugging on what appears to be a flask. Hearing the commotion, he turns slightly sideways to get a look at Metru and Orcorix down the street. Lowering and plugging his flask while letting out a belch, he grabs a small, old spyglass from his belt and surveys the two from a distance.
Lightning strikes in front of the Toa like being, and another Toa like being, roughly the same height as the first, suddenly appears amidst the roaring thunder, pointing a long, elegantly crafted spear straight toward the crimson being.
"I don't know if you've noticed. But you are very, very far from home. I am lucky that I happened to be looking at my cameras stationed on Xia -- or else I would have missed you. You will explain your presence here immediately, and will no longer interfere in this world, because messed up as it is, the last thing it needs is a third party! I should know! I was that third party!"
The Great Being stood before what he knew to be a Glatorian with unwavering stillness and stoic patience. Presenting it only with a cold, dark stare from behind the opaque glass lens of his mask. Arcs of electricity occasionally arced across the surfaces of the Great Being's armor, as if to signify to all that encounter the being that he is not one to be trifled with, at least in his opinion.
Mortraz frowns as his view through the spyglass is blocked by the newcomer. He lowers it.
"Wow, look at you, all...*beeeelch*... sparkly 'n'... 'n' stuff. I really don't care how many parties you've been to... "
Lightning strikes in front of the Toa like being, and another Toa like being, roughly the same height as the first, suddenly appears amidst the roaring thunder, pointing a long, elegantly crafted spear straight toward the crimson being.
"I don't know if you've noticed. But you are very, very far from home. I am lucky that I happened to be looking at my cameras stationed on Xia -- or else I would have missed you. You will explain your presence here immediately, and will no longer interfere in this world, because messed up as it is, the last thing it needs is a third party! I should know! I was that third party!"
The Great Being stood before what he knew to be a Glatorian with unwavering stillness and stoic patience. Presenting it only with a cold, dark stare from behind the opaque glass lens of his mask. Arcs of electricity occasionally arced across the surfaces of the Great Being's armor, as if to signify to all that encounter the being that he is not one to be trifled with, at least in his opinion.
Mortraz frowns as his view through the spyglass is blocked by the newcomer. He lowers it.
"Wow, look at you, all...*beeeelch*... sparkly 'n'... 'n' stuff. I really don't care how many parties you've been to... "
Emarcee blinked at the Glatorian.
"Rick, is that you?"
He shaked his head and got serious again.
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
Mortraz frowns as his view through the spyglass is blocked by the newcomer. He lowers it.
"Wow, look at you, all...*beeeelch*... sparkly 'n'... 'n' stuff. I really don't care how many parties you've been to... "
Emarcee blinked at the Glatorian.
"Rick, is that you?"
He shaked his head and got serious again.
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
As Metru gets ready to zoom Orcorix back into the lobby, he spots the two foreigners conceding. He zooms over to the duo, recognizing Mortraz from somewhere, “Where’s the short, yellow guy you usually tag around with?”
Mortraz frowns as his view through the spyglass is blocked by the newcomer. He lowers it.
"Wow, look at you, all...*beeeelch*... sparkly 'n'... 'n' stuff. I really don't care how many parties you've been to... "
Emarcee blinked at the Glatorian.
"Rick, is that you?"
He shaked his head and got serious again.
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
"Listen... buddy... I need you to do me a huuuuge favor right now. Can you, like, step a couple feet to either side so I can keep watching those freaks over there? Now, I *uuurp* I know I could also step aside, but I was kinda here first so I think it'd be the decent thing for you to do, ya know?"
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
"Listen... buddy... I need you to do me a huuuuge favor right now. Can you, like, step a couple feet to either side so I can keep watching those freaks over there? Now, I *uuurp* I know I could also step aside, but I was kinda here first so I think it'd be the decent thing for you to do, ya know?"
"I don't see why watching violence would be your idea of a fun time, but whaaaaatever."
Emarcee floated up into the air, wary of the Glatorian, and discreetly maneuvered himself behind the Glatorian so that he'd still be close enough to react to what he does.
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
As Metru gets ready to zoom Orcorix back into the lobby, he spots the two foreigners conceding. He zooms over to the duo, recognizing Mortraz from somewhere, “Where’s the short, yellow guy you usually tag around with?”
"Oh-oh-oh -- aw geez! This, this is intense! I-I-I-I I don't know what to do 'cus uh, uh, reasons! Yes! Reasons! Aw geez man! HAHAHAHAHAAA!! Classic yellow guy... whatever his name was."
"Okay you are clearly in no condition to do... anything. Uh, uh, how about we uh, get you some place safe? Yes? Er wait a minute... where's your?- nevermind, it's not important."
Emarcee's tone was no longer one of anger and was now one of concern and worry -- for his own safety and that of others that is.
As Metru gets ready to zoom Orcorix back into the lobby, he spots the two foreigners conceding. He zooms over to the duo, recognizing Mortraz from somewhere, “Where’s the short, yellow guy you usually tag around with?”
"WOAH. You got really close to me all uffa sudden. So whatchya guys fightin' over?"
He throws his head back for another swig of the flask.
"Listen... buddy... I need you to do me a huuuuge favor right now. Can you, like, step a couple feet to either side so I can keep watching those freaks over there? Now, I *uuurp* I know I could also step aside, but I was kinda here first so I think it'd be the decent thing for you to do, ya know?"
"I don't see why watching violence would be your idea of a fun time, but whaaaaatever."
Emarcee floated up into the air, wary of the Glatorian, and discreetly maneuvered himself behind the Glatorian so that he'd still be close enough to react to what he does.
"Ok, see, now you're distractin' me."
In one eyeblink-speed motion, Mortraz grabs and activates a device from his belt, turns sideways, and raises his arm. A long blade made of a white energy now hovers just inches from Emarcee's neck.
"I don't see why watching violence would be your idea of a fun time, but whaaaaatever."
Emarcee floated up into the air, wary of the Glatorian, and discreetly maneuvered himself behind the Glatorian so that he'd still be close enough to react to what he does.
"Ok, see, now you're distractin' me."
In one eyeblink-speed motion, Mortraz grabs and activates a device from his belt, turns sideways, and raises his arm. A long blade made of a white energy now hovers just inches from Emarcee's neck.
"What is it that you want, creep?"
Emarcee's eyes narrowed at the Glatorian. Suddenly, he vanished, and when he reappeared, his own blade was now positioned dangerously close to Mortraz's neck.
"I must warn you that my powers, abilities, and intelligence are comparable to yours. You can, and should come quietly. As I said before, you do not belong here."
In one eyeblink-speed motion, Mortraz grabs and activates a device from his belt, turns sideways, and raises his arm. A long blade made of a white energy now hovers just inches from Emarcee's neck.
"What is it that you want, creep?"
Emarcee's eyes narrowed at the Glatorian. Suddenly, he vanished, and when he reappeared, his own blade was now positioned dangerously close to Mortraz's neck.
"I must warn you that my powers, abilities, and intelligence are comparable to yours. You can, and should come quietly. As I said before, you do not belong here."
Lightning strikes in front of the Toa like being, and another Toa like being, roughly the same height as the first, suddenly appears amidst the roaring thunder, pointing a long, elegantly crafted spear straight toward the crimson being.
"I don't know if you've noticed. But you are very, very far from home. I am lucky that I happened to be looking at my cameras stationed on Xia -- or else I would have missed you. You will explain your presence here immediately, and will no longer interfere in this world, because messed up as it is, the last thing it needs is a third party! I should know! I was that third party!"
The Great Being stood before what he knew to be a Glatorian with unwavering stillness and stoic patience. Presenting it only with a cold, dark stare from behind the opaque glass lens of his mask. Arcs of electricity occasionally arced across the surfaces of the Great Being's armor, as if to signify to all that encounter the being that he is not one to be trifled with, at least in his opinion.
Lokkinci attempts to probe Emarcee's mind, and probably fails unless the great being forgot to program in admin immunities to MU telepathy. She glares down at him from her perch on the wall, her mask of scavenging matching the expression. "I'd say a third party is exactly what this world needs, fake vo-toa. Do you know the plans of the Makuta?"
Seemingly without Emarcee changing position, an after-image of the Great-Being roundhouse kicking Lokkinci appears. This is accompanied by an electric jolt which should deter the fool from approaching again. She does, however, succeed in probing Emarcee's mind, as he always found mental protection to be overrated.
Lokkinci attempts to probe Emarcee's mind, and probably fails unless the great being forgot to program in admin immunities to MU telepathy. She glares down at him from her perch on the wall, her mask of scavenging matching the expression. "I'd say a third party is exactly what this world needs, fake vo-toa. Do you know the plans of the Makuta?"
Seemingly without Emarcee changing position, an after-image of the Great-Being roundhouse kicking Lokkinci appears. This is accompanied by an electric jolt which should deter the fool from approaching again. She does, however, succeed in probing Emarcee's mind, as he always found mental protection to be overrated.
"Ow! Hey, listen, jerk! ... Wait a minute, you're... what?!?"
Seemingly without Emarcee changing position, an after-image of the Great-Being roundhouse kicking Lokkinci appears. This is accompanied by an electric jolt which should deter the fool from approaching again. She does, however, succeed in probing Emarcee's mind, as he always found mental protection to be overrated.
"Ow! Hey, listen, jerk! ... Wait a minute, you're... what?!?"
In one eyeblink-speed motion, Mortraz grabs and activates a device from his belt, turns sideways, and raises his arm. A long blade made of a white energy now hovers just inches from Emarcee's neck.
"What is it that you want, creep?"
Emarcee's eyes narrowed at the Glatorian. Suddenly, he vanished, and when he reappeared, his own blade was now positioned dangerously close to Mortraz's neck.
"I must warn you that my powers, abilities, and intelligence are comparable to yours. You can, and should come quietly. As I said before, you do not belong here."
"Hold that thought."
A white-blue glow appears around Mortraz's arm and Emarcee, and the latter is thrown backwards into Lokkinci. Mortraz makes a break for it, ducking into a nearby alleyway.
