#akarda

"Ohatu." The brute spoke in a professional manner, wiping away the look on his face to something more neutral. The small vo-matoran that was at a crowded desk in the center of the room looked up in panic. "R-rhaki? You haven't b-been around in a long ti-time. Wh-why are you here?" He questioned the brute out of unpreparedness.

"You know why we're here. Which crates are ours so we can hurry up and leave before the storm that's a-coming hits." He scoffed.

"I- uh, n-" Ohatu stumbled over his words, interupted by the brute.

"Really, is it that fucking hard still to talk? I thought you'd toughen up a bit since the water dissapeared."

"..." he took a deep breath.

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"No." He answered shaky.

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"What-" before Rahki could finished he was cut off by the matoran.

"No. You're not getting a-anything more from m-me, or from Iden-Nui. I-I've had enough of you and y-your goons taking a-all we have!" The small vo-matoran slammed his prothsetic fist down on his desk with a thunderous thud.

"Leave My Island." Ohatu spoke in a unwavering tone to the brute fully knowing if he so chooses that he'd get turned to paste, but at least Akarda was outside the door if anything was to go wrong.

Rhaki stared in disbelief at the matoran with his jaw hanging open, looking him up and down. Eventually he regained his posture back, "Fine. We'll leave. We won't say a peep till we're off the island. But you better pray you never get to see dawn or else your destiny will be in far worse hands." He said coldly to the matoran, taking with him his bag and exiting the room in one smooth move.

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Akarda practically being raised by skakdis, was brought back over to stelt to be put in the arena although it is unknown how she got to Zakaz in the first place. She found the gladiatorial fights uneventful and unfulfilling despite winning almost all and a crowd favorite. She eventually came under Ohatu as a guard to his warehouse and found out, despite technically being bite sized snacks at her home, matoran were too adorable to even attempt to eat.

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Bonus: war armor

"I'm here for my orders." She said stern but calm. The matoran quickly shooed the workers he was helping away. "I'm sorry don't have it in her, I can only get so much each month."

"Like we're falling for that kane-ra shit." Spoke up the orange and white brute behind her, "I can smell it on the boxed outside."

"Yes but t-thats for some other buyers." The matoran answered.

"Well, who are these other buyers?" the Toa asked. "Surely they won't mind a few of their boxes missing."

He blinked at the two for a second, "I-i cant, theyed never but from me again!"

"Well, you run this warehouse, don't you? Your buyer shouldn't mind then. Just say that they disappeared."

"B-but-" the vo-matoran stammered, the on duty guard had a glint in her eye ash she watched them. Rhaki took notice and whispered to Pirauz about it. Sure enough to their suspicions the brute charged at the Toa and brute but was stopped a few feet away from the three, a horrible grinding noise came from the guard, like a gear that was rusted as she stood frozen.

"Either work with me or, well... you dont be having another job any time soon." She said in a sugar-coated tone, looking back over to the matoran, Rhaki swung around a little vile menacingly.

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When the guards arrived at the burning warehouse it was already too late to put the fire from the explosion out, they could only keep the blue and pink flames from jumping to any nearby buildings.