Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20180223141809/@comment-26892768-20180227012107

Hinga's POV

Hinga, now with emergency supplies, heads back to her ship - a humble Protosteel dinghy. Simple, but it gets the job done.

Before she unties the dinghy or starts loading in supplies, she carefully lays out her supplies, making sure she has everything. And as she does, she notices someone familiar pass by - the Ta-Toa who bumped into her earlier, carrying several tools that he then loads into a wooden skiff. Hinga raises an eyebrow. Wood and a Ta-Toa - a Toa of fire - do not seem like a good mix, but who is she to question his life choices?

After making sure she has all her supplies, Hinga loads them onto the dinghy, unties it, and gets in - and to her surprise, the Ta-Toa's gotten significantly farther ahead of her. Too far for it to have been just by paddling...but then again, what did she know? Why was she even concerning herself with this guy? She only met him very breifly when they bumped into each other by accident, so she needs to stop focusing on him and start focusing on getting her journey started.

And so she does. Hinga pushes away, and starts rowing, starting her journey to Metru Nui. And for the first few moments, everything is fine.

Then she hears something ahead of her - a faint scream, followed by a fwoosh, a pop, and a hiss.

Hinga turns her head to look, and her eyes widen in surprise - the Ta-Toa is now in the water, gasping for breath, his wooden boat now in flaming pieces. And as he desperately swims for shore, he screams something loud enough that she can hear him despite their considerable distance.

' "TAKEA!" '

Almost immediately, she pales. A Toa of fire, stranded in the ocean, with a Takea - which are already aggressive towards anything in the water without any provacation - on his tail that he probably pissed off...he's not going to make it alive unless someone does something.

Hinga doesn't think. She just acts.

She quickly discards her cloak - it'd only slow her down - and jumps off her ship, diving underwater and using the water around herself to propel her forward at high speeds.

Hinga is quickly able to see the Takea the Ta-Toa's yelling about - and it's a rather large one, too. Definitely capable of tearing him apart. But she's a Toa of water. Regardless of being able to breath water or not, this is her domain, and not even the King of Sharks can beat her in it. She concentrates, and the water pushes away the Takea from the Ta-Toa, pushing it backwards and downwards. Confused and angry that the water itself is fighting against it, the shark Rahi tries to struggle, but Hinga forces it back, before grabbing the Ta-Toa and propelling both him and herself back - and as an afterthought, grabs the tools the Ta-Toa with the water and brings them with her.

Hinga brings the Ta-Toa up onto her ship, letting him gasp for air as she retrieves the tools.

"Are you alright?" She scans his body for any physical injuries, only to find none - which makes sense when she notices his Mask of Endurance.

"I'm-"

A gasp for air.

"I'm-"

"I got your tools, by the way." Hinga pulls up the various tools with water and gives them to the Ta-Toa. "Figured you might want them."

"...Thanks."

He grabs the tools, looking at Hinga with gratitude.

"So, uh...I'm Fereain."

"Hinga." She replies back.

Fereain's POV

And, having made several successful purchases, Fereain is off to Metru Nui with his various tools. Tongs, a hammer, a poker, a bucket, and his own flame sword - something of his own creation. Better than any blowtorch.

He drops off the tools into his wooden boat - hey, it was cheap, so - and sits down in the boat before untying it and starting to row...and, once he's far enough, grabs the flame sword, leans over far enough so that the flames won't touch the boat, and uses it to propel himself forward a few dozen feet. His arms are tired after having to carry several metal tools around, so...

With that done, he starts rowing again, keeping himself at a slow, relaxed pace. Very nice...very casual...very scenicoh crap there's a Takea in the water

Almost as soon as he sees the Takea, Fereain's panic spikes up - and so do his powers, and he ends up sending himself up in the air for a little bit as his ship is destroyed, his tools lost to the ocean. Not that it really matters at the moment.

"TAKEA!" Okay, kinda pointless, since no one's around to help him, but instead of focusing on that he focuses on swimming back to shore...although he doesn't really have a particular style or any grace at all because his mind is currently in get away from the giant shark that wants to kill me mode.

And then, after a few moments, he feels something grab him - not the teeth of a Takea, but an arm and a hand enveloping him before taking him far, far away from the killer shark. He's hoisted up and put onto a boat - okay how did he not see that - and then, to his surprise, his savior turns out to be the Toa he bumped into earlier at the marketplace - and she is a Ga-Toa...as if the control over water didn't give it away.

"Are you alright?"

Her eyes aren't like tempered steel now - now, in those blue eyes, there's something more...tender. Caring. Concerned for his well-being - more than most people would be after that. It makes him think of a furnace. The steel is a cover for the tender fire inside...okay, not the perfect metaphor, since others would object to the tenderness of a furnace's fire, but it works for him.

"I'm-" He takes a moment to gasp for breath. Man, that was tiring. "I'm-"

"I got your tools, by the way."

She pulls up a bubble of water containing his tools and flame sword, and hands them to Fereain. And, much to his surprise, he notices that they are completely dry now.

"Figured you might want them."

Fereain takes the tools and looks at his savior - looks at those caring, blue eyes. Might as well introduce himself. "So, uh...I'm Fereain."

"Hinga."