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randomwriteronline · 2 months

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"Come with me," Gali said suddenly, and took her hand: "Come with me, I want to see something."

Kiina was so stunned by the feeling of her hand (the cuts in the protodermis so deep and plastic, like wounds stuck in time never to be healed fully, and the smoothness of a metal that wasn't that cold to the touch, just like most organic things) that when the saltwater lapped at her knees it was like snapping awake from a dream.

The Toa had surprised her as she was looking out into the ocean. She'd missed it so much, she had joked nervously, and now that she had it back she wasn't even sure she remembered how to swim!

Gali had laughed with her: she would have been glad to teach her, she'd said in the same easy tone.

"Right now?" Kiina almost hollered in her face, trying to pull back.

The gentle hold on her palm did not budge: "It's an experiment," Gali replied - they were talking about completely different things, but she couldn't know the Glatorian was still dwelling on her offer - as she guided her deeper into the waters like a female Nokken: "I want to see something. But don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

She struggled to babble something, and by the time the faint idea of a sentence had formed in her mind she was tiptoeing on the sand to keep her head above the waves.

"Wait," she sputtered at last, "Wait, hold on, it's- I told you, it's been a while since I was back in--"

"It's alright, I've got you," Gali reassured her. She was warm, her touch having the same consistency of ocean water if ever so slightly more forceful: her fingers were interlaced with Kiina's in a strange, playful manner, like a kid sharing a secret. "I won't let anything happen to you. Now just take a deep breath, come down with me, and when you see my mask glow try to breathe normally."

Come down with me, she said.

And breathe normally.

"Under the water?"

The Toa only smiled and sank into the waves, her mask melting completely beneath them.

Kiina waited for a moment more as she searched for her to no avail, trying to tell her apart from the vibrant blues surrounding them; at last she turned her eyes to the vibrant aventurine sky, inhaled as hard and as loud as she could until her lungs felt about to burst, pursed her lips tighter than she could, and sank.

The weightlessness enveloped her like an old blanket.

Tajun's waters were sweet and thin, made for satiating thirst and washing away sand, but they had never managed to sustain her in their hold like the heavier currents of the ocean she had waded through when she was only a girl could.

Hadn't she had this exact dream before? Again and again, comfortable and warm and safe, hoping to awaken to something other than an endless beach with no end in sight.

When she opened her eyes the salinity burnt them, making her blink hastily to ease them.

Through her blurry vision she stared right at Gali.

She smiled at her through her bright mask.

Her voice was magnificently clear when she spoke: "Try to breathe."

Kiina exhaled without thinking. She watched her breath disappear upwards in ugly bubbles a little dumbly; at least, she reasoned momentarily, in one of those bursts of lucidity that comes at the most inopportune times, she had the good sense of breathing with her mouth instead of her nose. At least she would just get a disgusting gulp of saltwater instead of clogging her nose with it.

But the water flowed in and out of her lungs without hurting, clear and easy - just like air.

She inhaled again, and again through her nose, this time, first deeper and then faster each time, looking down at her chest: rise, fall, rise, fall, no pain, no tingling no effort, as naturally and as easily as though everything was just normal, as though she were still on land.

She looked up to meet glowing eyes radiating a smile.

"What?" she asked.

Her voice turned garbled for a moment in the water, but smoothed out quickly as the sounds left her.

Gali simply laughed. She leaped through the water like fish, a mermaid, swirling around Kiina in a mesmerizingly fluid spiral motion out of herself with joy.

The Glatorian struggled to find her gaze again in the whirlpool of her happiness, finding herself overwhelmed by her speed and ending up spinning in place like a top; when both of them finally stopped she pointed at her throat, flabbergasted: "Are you doing this?"

The Toa nodded giddily.

"But I - how? Is it, is it your powers?"

"Of course!"

"You can do this?"

"I can!"

"With your powers?"

"Yes! Yes, with my--"

"You - I didn't know! I didn't even imagine you could- you can just - make water breatheable? With your elemental power?"

At that, Gali stilled. She cocked her head slightly, for only a second, and then she laughed again - a transparent laugh, crackling and tingling with mirth, crashing out of her chest and into Kiina's: "Oh, no! No, no, I can't do that, it's my mask!" she explained as she kept laughing heartily.

It was a powerful sound, befitting an ancient and seasoned warrior such as herself; it was a stumbling, excited sound, like that of a kid having too much fun to stop despite her stomach cramping.

Kiina felt faint.

"Your mask?" she repeated.

"Kaukau," the Toa nodded, "Mask of Water Breathing."

"What would you need it for?"

"We have lungs too, don't you know?"

She blushed furiously: "Well, I - we assumed, since you're- the- you lot don't really look like you would have them, what with all the - the metal- protodermis bones, and - and - don't laugh!"

Gali did not answer: she merely raised her shoulders defensively, innocently, hiding her quiet chuckles within them.

Her demeanor reminded Kiina of someone, a young aunt of hers - the daughter of a man who'd been like a grandparent to her ages ago; she had the same sweet air of mischief about her, the same sort of glint in her eye, the same playful tension as though she was about to dash away at any moment to lose herself in a crowd, hiding in plain sight. The last time she'd seen something like it again after the Shattering had been in a rookie who hadn't survived the first night through the desert and whose armor she had sold off after finding her bones picked clean.

She had been pretty.

Maybe.

A hand grabbing onto hers stirred her from her musings.

"Stay close," Gali told her, and that was all the warning she was allowed to have; in a second she was being dragged further down, down, to the faraway sands of deeper submerged beaches.

The light formed strange columns above her head, moving much like graceful silken curtains; the waves muddled the sky's view, allowing only momentary holes through which vibrant blue canvases could peek down at the two beings sprinting towards the reefs.

"Wait-" Kiina gasped "-Wait, wait - you'll pull out my arm like this!"

Before she even realized it her arms were wrapped around a metal neck in a tight hug.

"Better?" Gali asked. Her voice smiled.

"Better," she wheezed back, barely audible.

She could feel every twitch of her exposed muscle against her skin, how the smooth protodermis pressed onto her biceps. When the Toa resumed her fluid rush downwards Kiina was pulled back by inertia, and the mechanical throat pulsed against her wrists.

There was so much she had almost forgotten. The fish, for one; so many, of so many colors, in so many shapes, alone or in swarms, each with their own swimming pattern - and the angry clacks of clams and molluscs as they passed them by, the scuttling beasts squirming beneath the sand or those retreating in their little caves along the rocky formations growing taller the deeper they sank. A few curious shrimps kept them in check with their bulbous eyes before hurrying away, little legs scurrying across the waters while they waves their long whiskers at them as if crossed - in a way that reminded one of Whenua, and one of Strakk. They both laughed about it quietly, each to herself.

Corals crept towards the surface in honeycomb formations, red hues pulsing warmly as the light hit them, and large leaved kelps caressed the reefs in ondulating movements as the tides swept over them gently. Thinner algae covered rocks in a sort of fuzz the color of petroleum: sea sheep and other slugs treaded through them at a surprising pace compared to their land-dwelling cousins.

Would they have tasted the same?

She shook her head, nuzzling Gali's nape. This wasn't the time to think of food.

Her attention was turned to the side by a gentle tug at her elbow to look at a large creature, a being whose name she did not know, that blindly flew past them whilst carrying a small school of tinier fish beneath its vast belly: she watched them struggle to flutter their little transparent fins in an attempt to match its speed as it barely moved a muscle, gliding through the currents with enviable ease.

Suddenly the Toa turned, twirling on herself horizontally with a vibrant sound similar to a whale song; Kiina fumbled for a moment, letting go after only a couple rounds of spinning as she struggled to get her bearings again. When her brain settled still once again in her skull, she was laying on nothing, looking upwards, and had to blink quickly before she was blinded by what at first she thought were fallen stars - because the sunlight filtering through the waves turned Gali's yellow eyes into glowing plasma, clear and hot and glowing stronger than anything.

She realized, numbly, that the Toa was floating right above her.

"I missed this," she confided in her, mask close to her face, with a crystalline voice full of excitement.

Kiina stared into the lack of pupils: "Me too," she grinned, breathless.

They laughed quietly.

"Ah - you must have missed this much more than me," Gali mused; her body floated upwards until it was perpendicular to the ground, holding onto the Glatorian by the hand, fingers interlaced with hers. "I forget it's been so little since I last was in these waters... And yet it feels like ten thousand years."

"Only ten thousand?" Kiina chuckled.

"It's a lot for me! I've been awake for so little!" the other whined. What a strange sound to hear come out of her mouth. The unusual nature of her own reaction made her shake with an electric giggle.

The Glatorian allowed herself to snicker with her: "You talk just like a kid," she teased.

"You're the first to accuse me of such a thing."

"Who else could have? Your elders - the Turaga? What are they, twenty years older than you? Thirty?"

"I am older than them!"

"By what, two weeks?"

A rogue tide swept her head up in itself, tussling what little hair she had that wasn't buzzed exactly like an annoyed kid would; despite the commotion she cracked open an eye to see Gali squinting at her in the spit image of a pout, and she laughed harder.

It didn't take long for the Toa to join her.

She looked just like that rookie. All bright eyes and broad shoulders, warm voice and slender hands. Power and grace, levity and strength. A certain impatience that made her muscles leap excitedly.

Armor that would have rusted in the desert, sanded down by the dunes, abandoned beneat the sun.

Memories of a beloved ocean.

"Let's elope," Kiina said. Then again, louder, smiling wider as anxiety stirred in her chest painfully: "Let's elope, you and I!"

"You and I?"

"Just us! Across the ocean!" and she kicked at the water, pulling herself over the Gali, interlacing their fingers tighter: "Breathing won't be an issue, and neither will food or sleep - we can swim through the whole ocean, just us! Visiting reefs and following schools of fish and-"

"And pods of whales!" Gali interrupted her.

"Yes!" Kiina cried out: "And we can find islands! We can find islands, or sunken cities, and explore the depths, and, and chart new shores! We can swim all the way to the other end of the planet!"

They were caught in a small cyclone now, swimming in a circle that trapped them within its vortex as they spun more and more, feeding one another's excitement more and more as their excitement grew, louder, louder, promising the moon and the stars and the sun and imagining a life without strife - just water, water, water, colorful fish swimming around them, an endless world to discover, endless, covered in anemones and algae and corals and kelp upon reefs and sands, scuttling with claws and thin legs and curious eyes, shimmering with scales and thin slivers of light above them...

She went limpand allowed the water to move her, heaving breathlessly as she grinned hard enough to make her face hurt.

Yellow eyes gleamed at her.

She held tighter onto the protodermis hands.

Gali laughed louder; the top of her mask, scratched and weathered, pressed against the Glatorian's forehead.

Her heartlight was beautifully bright.

Kiina felt like she might have died.

"I should tell my brothers first," Gali said, grinning, still elated. "They would tear me a new mask if I disappeared so suddenly."

Water flowed in her lungs.

For a moment, she was drowning.

"Yes," Kiina agreed finally, still smiling, body slack, "Yes, Ackar would never let me hear the end of it. And for all he might say otherwise Berix would bawl his eyes out so hard he'd end up shriveled up like a dried sand plum."

The Toa giggled: "Ah, of course, of course," she nodded. "And Hahli would never forgive me, either - off to the sea? Without her?"

Her tone ripped a laugh from her companion: "How dare you."

"Exactly," she continued, so amused. The tint of sadness in the voice speaking to her was lost on her. "And Macku too - oh, no, no, I'd have to bring along all of Ga-Koro. They would be capable of following us the whole way on the worst raft you've ever seen just to chew me out for not inviting them all to come with. Oh no, no - oh, it would have to be a whole expedition!"

Her laugh was warm and sunny, so genuine, so entertained.

She understood the bindings of family, like she understood the call of the sea, the longing for its weightlessness, its colors, its terrible taste that left a throat parched and rough.

She understood love so perfectly, deeply, powerfully well.

But not like this.

Not like this.

Maybe just not yet.

But not like this.

Not now.

Kiina tried to move her legs idly and found them turned to lead.

She understood love so well.

But not like this.

"We'd have to get a ship," she mused. Her hands sank into Gali's. "A real one with sails and motors and a beautiful lady on the front. Haven't been on one in a while. Could be fun."

"A lady on the front?"

"Of course."

"What for?"

"For decoration."

The Toa blinked, baffled: "Why would you want that?"

"That's how it was on old vessels."

"But why?"

"Why not? Can't a ship have a beautiful lady on the front?"

Her thigh had floated upward like a piece of lifeless wood. It brushed again the other's armor, and the contact stung like a sand bat's bite.

"You make a fair point," Gali chuckled.

Kiina smiled at her.

Hopefully he didn't look too sad.

"Here, here," the Toa said suddenly, collecting her in her arms with a newfound hurry: "Let's go back now. I've kept you here long enough, your family might be worried."

"It's fine," the Glatorian fought weakly, though only with words. She watched, passive, as her limbs were placed around the mechanical body once more, as her frame was molded to embrace the beautiful being again. "It's fine, there's still time. I like it here with you."

Gali smiled at her - so, so sweetly: "I like it too. But it's better to go back now."

Not answering, Kiina wrapped herself tighter around the mass of muscle and protodermis. Her face nuzzled against the metallic nape again, eyes shut, as they left behind the world of her childhood, of her momentary fantasy, to reach the surface again.

She did not see the heartlight stutter confusedly at her contact; but after all, Gali did not either.

#bionicle #gali #kiina #random writing #bittersweet sapphic content delivered right to your door #unclear if its unrequited or not bc i Dont Know Either #what i do know is that kiina is Down Bad

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toa-kohutti · 1 year

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just realized I needed to repost my only good tweet ever

#bonkle #bionicle #toa #pohatu #kopaka #toa kopaka #toa pohatu #kiina #glatorian #mata nui #great spirit robot #gaardus #bonkles #tagspam time #kohatu

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byz-was-here · 1 year

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One thing I feel we absolutely got cheated on with bionicle, is that we never actually saw anyone get to enjoy that sweet post reformation peace.

Of course there's the inevitable confusion and mild chaos from two fundamentally different types of organisms trying to build a society from the ground up-

But I want too see everybody just... take up a hobby or passion project now that for the firts time in millenia, they can.

I want to see Hewkii organize the first Spherus Magnan Kohlii League.

I want to see Takanuva discover the joys of community theater.

I want Onewa to open a sculpture studio.

I want to see Whenua and Kiina go full indiana jones together because you know they'd do it.

I want to see Nokama pick up teaching again, not to keep any remaining knowledge from being lost to time, but to actually inspire students to learn and grow.

I want to see Jaller take his first Vacation in 1,000 years. Ackar too.

And for the Nuva, give them the time to explore and actually make hobbies to enjoy!

I want Nuparu to open up a workshop and become the Nikola Tesla of bionicle that he deserved to be.

Let Kongu start a darn gukko ranch.

Just, let them rest. please.

Oh, and Nuju should be followed by curious Agori kids who want to learn to speak bird.

#bionicle #bonkle #byzrambles #toa mahri #turaga #matoran #ackar #kiina #nokama #onewa #turaga whenua #nuju #jaller #nuparu #kongu #hewkii #takanuva

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siren-darkocean · 4 months

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A theme I just noticed in Toa teams; their forms change at least once

Like-

Toa Metru became the Toa Hordika (even if it's not permanent I'm counting it?

Toa Mata became the Toa Nuva

Toa Ignika became the Toa Mahri

Is this a common occurrence for a Toa team or?

(slowly glances at Ackar, Kiina, Gresh (maybe) Berix, Tarix and Vastus to see if this was ever planned for them)

#bionicle #g1 bionicle #lego bionicle #toa nuva #toa mata #Toa metru #toa hordika #toa ignika #toa mahri #Glatorian #ackar #gresh #berix #kiina #tarix #vastus

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dogesterone · 1 year

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i like to think that because a lot of expletives are based on anatomy/bodily functions (at least in english) that glatorian and agori would have such language and that MU inhabitants would be confused by it since they don't have those same bodily functions

#bionicle #bonkles #art #shitpost #gresh #ackar #kiina #ahkmou #turaga vakama #turaga nokama #turaga onewa #random ta-matoran #sorry if that description is a little incoherent im. a little bit high rn

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fascinatedhelix · 11 months

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Some Bionicle headcanons, illustrated. Details below the cut!

Basically this whole doodle page is about Spherus Magna's mostly organic residents, specifically the Agori and Glatorian. Going clockwise...

The ear shapes are kind of my personal solution to the "how do these guys differentiate species/class just by looking, when they're not really built all that different besides height and armor?" Agori and Glatorian are pretty straightforward; Agori have short pointy ears, and Glatorian have long pointy ears. The Bone Hunters have more of a butterfly shape, with a more pronounced "shell" and points at the tip and lobe of the ear, and the Skrall have a sort of lynx tip situation going on. With the Skrall, I wondered how they might tell apart classes from birth, so I went with giving the classes different coloration. Soldier class males and all females would simply have the tip of the ear in black, Elite class males would have more of the hardened cartilage darkened, and the Leader class males would have a distinct bright stripe marking their ears.

I'm using Berix and Gresh as examples of what I think the Agori and Glatorian look like without their helmets. For Berix, I kept in mind that his face is exposed most of the time, and he gets his ass kicked for "stealing" every other Tuesday, so he's covered in scars. The looping ponytail/bun thing is a Water Tribe tradition, marking an unmarried young adult. For Gresh, he's still a bit green and his face is thoroughly covered by his mask, so most of the scarring is localized to the tips of his ears (which chafe against the helmet). He ties his hair back very tightly, because it gets tangled in the breeze and in tree branches all the time.

The eyes don't glow, but they do reflect! I kinda modeled them after the eyes of a cat, with big irises, vibrant colors, and reflective retinas. It'd make sense to have better night vision on a planet riddled with nocturnal monsters and very long nights, and also it's fun.

Magnan hair tends to grow very quickly in childhood, but slows down a great deal as they age. As such, the regular cutting of the hair is strongly associated with children, and the growing out of the hair to the point of being able to tie it up is seen as an important mark of adulthood. However, the cutting of the hair as a gesture of grief, particularly among widows and widowers, is one of the socially acceptable reasons a Magnan might cut their hair. Hence, here's Gresh struggling to brush out some wind-blown knots in his hair, while Ackar teases him for not being totally used to the care routine that comes with it. Ackar, meanwhile, has a bit of gray in his old widower hair (not quite a recent loss, but enough to still be noticed; nobody asks him about his husband anymore).

Malum demonstrating what it looks like when these guys are mad to the point of snarling. I imagine that, if the bones are metal, then so are the teeth. It's actually kind of interesting if you think about the implications of that. Metal teeth would likely be way harder to break down by bacteria, and they likely don't consume nearly as much sugar as we do. At the very least you don't have to worry about your teeth rotting out in the apocalypse.

Kiina demonstrating the telltale signs of a Core Wars veteran, namely the old scars, the clipped ears, and the back brace. Scars are self explanatory, but why the ears and brace? Given that the Elemental Lords seemed to have degraded from their original mental state since their transformation, it makes sense that they'd probably be less than kind to their soldiers. Clipping the ears not only removes another potential area for infection, but also acts as a sort of hazing ritual; those too squeamish to face the shears wouldn't be fit for the army. The brace is a response to deteriorating spinal implants from the war. Glatorian tend to develop back problems later in life anyways simply because they're so tall by nature, but the spines of soldiers were reinforced en masse to make them tougher and more capable of handling the strain of carrying equipment and supplies over long distances.

And a cute little doodle of Mata Nui watching ants, because that seems like something he'd do. Imagine going on walks with that guy; he'd be like JRR Tolkien on a nature walk, he'd just be staring at a bug for like 20 minutes.

#bionicle #my art #headcanons #kiina #berix #gresh #ackar #malum #agori #glatorian

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crystaltoa · 8 months

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This puts an interesting spin on Kiina's whole deal. She got permanently cut off from her home region during the shattering. She would have lost close friends and perhaps family when that happened, and wouldn't even have the closure of knowing if they were dead, or had somehow survived on one of the moons.

#bionicle #kiina #ackar

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kat-kalamity · 2 months

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i put the bi in bionicle

#gay for her #bisexual #bionicles #lego #lego bionicle #bionicle #kiina #lgbtq #lgbtqia #childhood crush

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odstgitanauwu · 15 hours

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Kiina, Glatorian of Water 🌊🌊

Créditos por las imágenes | Credits for the images: ordris_bio_collector

#bionicle #glatorian #kiina #toy photography

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bionicle-ramblings · 7 months

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Just thought of something after seeing the injustice that is the Bionicle ending, and TW for themes of racism, amd just a heads-up that this is essentially me trying to do a justice and more pulling muscles while reaching, so bear with me:

So, during a period of recovery, the Matoran and Toa just take time to relax, to sit still, be calm, and not talk to anyone

It goes as well as you think because they end up being plagued with nightmares and they aren't sure how to deal with it

The Toa are especially taking it hard because what Teridax did to them has not gone away, or at least hasn't gone away fast enough, like it's steadily getting better. Whenua is still blind. Nokama still can't talk. Matau's state is deeper because he's feeling what Vakama feels. Onewa is still not all there. Nuju still can't understand anyone. Vakama is still in pain from what he's been through

It doesn't help that the Agori and Matoran don't really like each other, and that puts a strain on getting everyone rehabilitated, though the Glatorians are more open toward the Toa

To say the least, there's a lot of breaking up fights, a lot of arguing, and just hostility that leads numerous of the people to try and ignore each other and be ready to throw hands

Add to that the Vorox, the Baterra, the Bone Hunters, and Skrall, and people are just exhausted and close to just laying in bed forever and accepting that they might not live to see tomorrow

I will say that the Toa Nuva are active, and try to stay active, but this is more them working so they're not focusing on the events of the Destiny War or the Rein of Shadows, and it doesn't help that they'repossibly realizing that the way to end a fight is to end your opponent and they are trying to keep things peaceful, so there's that. The Toa Metru, namely, Nuju, Nokama, Vakama, and Matau, eventually join, wanting to get back into helping around even if no one cares

Onewa and Whenua are told to stay back, the Toa Mahri guarding them and making sure they're safe. Whenua is frustrated because he can still fight, sight loss be damned, but Onewa would rather wander for a second, his mind recovering enough to take in where he is. He's intrigued by the plant life, the animals, the people that don't see him, even a little scarabax that's missing his friend, so he joins Onewa

Also joining Onewa is Kiina, who's at first very vocal about seeing him alone, but slows her role when she sees she genuinely scares the hell out of him. She also points out that the scarabax belonged to a friend of hers, and she's glad to see Click(the scarabax) make a new friend

There's awkward silence, but Onewa walks toward a mountain, Kiina following so he doesn't get hurt. She finds him staring at the blank face of the mountain and she admits that it's literally just a mountain, that it's not something anyone wants to mess with because of rockslides

Onewa still stares at it and Kiina helps him back to where the Matoran and Toa made camp, the Toa Metru relieved to see their friend is alright. Kiina learns Onewa used to be a carver, an architect even, so maybe he was looking for something to work on. She tells everyone to stay safe and give them space, though Onewa and Click start messing with each other because they're bored

With the other Toa, they have little success in speedrunning a melding that Takanuva saw, but have bigger problems with the Vorox, the Marendar, and Baterra. While they're resting, Vakama goes to take care of it on his own, but he's followed by Jaller and Takanuva, who he lets tag along, just in case. All three are caught anyway by Tahu and have to be led back to where the others are because Vakama is/was the leader of the Matoran and really could be useful in keeping things civil. Takanuva, having his memory fully restored, could prove to be helpful by explaining more of what he knows and remembers to get the Agori to not hate him, and Jaller is still kind of a rookie and needs to stay safe

It's a tough pill to swallow for all three of the friends, only now they have time to actually breathe and get it out of their systems, which Jaller does because he's still processing that all three knew each other. When asked, Vakama reiterates he told the Matoran about Metru Nui as legends because that was easier than saying, "we used to be friends, and I gave up my power to get you out of what would have been an endless sleep that would have killed you. I lead you now." Jaller isn't concerned about the Metru Nui stuff, but is upset about Vakama not telling anyone about the events of Time Trap, and the time loop he put himself through

Vakama admits that he'd already put his friends in danger once, having gotten them mutated and almost killed, and didn't want them to suffer like that again because of him, not with the Matoran and their lives on the line

Jaller falls silent and Takanuva has said nothing this entire time, only watching the camp instead. Vakama asks if he's alright and Takanuva says he's fine, not wanting to hear what anyone has to say right now because he would rather make sure the Matorn and Agori get along. Jaller steps closer and sees that Takanuva is VERY not fine at all, as in he's distraught and trying not to break down in front of his friends

WEELL, no time because they hear clamoring and race out to see what they think is Whenua dragging Nokama away by the foot, but there's an issue: Whenua, who is still blind and wears a blid fold, is not wearing that blindfold and his eyes are different(I know the Baterra is supposed to be undetectable, but I imagine they don't have a full understanding of the Toa and their "Tells" for who's who)

Nokama breaks away and runs, trying to tell Vakama, Jaller, and Takanuva to not draw their weapons as they, naturally, draw their weapons. Luckily, though, with the Baterra distracted by three new disguises and targets, it's taken down by Gresh, who uses a mix of elemental powers and maybe hand to hand combat to get the job done. They're all shaken and stirred, but Vakama asks Nokama why they shouldn't draw their weapons, Nokama revealing that it's what got he nearly killed in the first place. Gresh isn't sure where they were or how they cane to be, but there's a cave Kiina goes to that has the history and science of Spherus Magna written on the walls, so that's an option they have

Nokama would like to go there, as she can possibly translate what's written, but Gresh politely asks that the Toa stay behind; they'll be easier to pick off if they're separated

Nokama does not, asking to talk to Kiina and see the cave, which Gresh ultimately agrees to. They rest up for the night, Vakama keeping watch, even though Jaller points out that he's making himself lose sleep again, and who devides to speak with Vakama but Raanu, who admits he's seen a lot of weird things in his time, but he wasn't expecting to see the Matoran and Toa again. Vakama's confused, but Raanu admits Vakama probably wouldn't remember; he would have already possibly been inside of the Great Spirit Robot by then

Vakama admits such and, being tured and not feeling his best, asks Raanu if he's here to tell the Toa and Matoran to get lost. Raanu is aghast and states he's actually here for some good old intel, to get to know the new inhabitants of the planet that's just been put back together again, and seeing as how they're all stuck in one place with no other planet to go to, better to stick together and get to know more about each other

Vakama agrees and asks where Raanu would like him to start, which Raanu decides on Vakama himeslf; he's led the Matoran for so long, weary leaders tend to recognize each other. Vakama admits he isn't much of a leader, and Raanu calls that another reason they could get along, because Ackar leads the Agori more than Raanu does. The two sit and spot a Matoran having a disagreement with an Agori before they part ways, and Vakama sighs that no matter what happens, there's always another fight to win, only now it's multiple at once. Raanu agrees and calls it the natural cycle of things; if life was peaceful, it'd be too easy

After some silence, Vakama starts to explain his life and being in Ta-Metru, though he does explain more about stuff beyond that

At a distance, a group of Matoran seeing the two talking and are on edge because Raanu could be setting Vakama up to be tricked, but also say that because the Agori have not been very welcoming

To be fair, the Matoran have been irritatable towards the Agori because of everything they've been through, with Rahkshi, Bohrak, and Vahki and being stuck inside of a giant robot that was bent on making them all suffer.

So, what the conflict between the Matoran and Agori is, is one side being wary from all they've experienced and being on edge because they don't want to deal something else they wants to kill them again, for the fifth or seventh time. The other side is also wary, having dealt with Bone hunters and Skrall, and they have some foggy memory of the Matoran and, last they remembered, the Matoran weren't sentient, so they're freaked the hell out

Either way, there is still conflict, but it's equally lowered and raised at seeing Vakama and Raanu talk and at seeing the Toa with the Glatorians

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