Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20180401033748/@comment-26892768-20180405020457

Meanwhile, Lovelica starts to head over to the new arrivals...only for a far more welcome group to arrive.

A portal snaps open - a familiar one, but not an exact replica...and then Hinga steps out of the portal looking worse for wear, wearing an Olmak, and just straight up falls to the ground. The rest of the Kateman then step out of the portal, also looking worse for the wear...but not looking anywhere near as stressed as Hinga is.

Fereain perks up when he notices their surroundings. "Hey - I think we're back on the Hero Planet, guys!"

Almost immediately, Hinga jerks herself up on her feet, tears off her Olmak, and puts her Mask of Refinement back on, breathing a sigh of relief.

Then she tosses the Olmak to the ground.

''"Kenei Kanohi ki sugaia roto Karzahni's karda!" ''Hinga yells, clearly frustrated if she's pulling out what knowledge she has of ancient Matoran to curse this thing.

"...technically, the original Olmaks were forged in Artahka." Lierin points out.

"I don't care about technicalities right now; ''using this thing in the past few hours has been some of the most stressful moments of my life." ''Hinga glares at the Olmak.

Fereain then notices the newcomers. "Oh, uh - hi! Yeah...uh, ignore our leader here, she's usually a bit more...calm than this."

'"We nearly fell into a sea of LAVA because of this thing!" 'Hinga yells.