IC: We are doing fine. I am going to try to make sense of this one... stand by... This should work- Vakua was working at his desk. The de-matoran adjusted his headphones, and frowned. It was impossible to get rid of this reverb, it kept bouncing around whenever Vakua adjusted something. He twisted a knob on the panel in front of him, and the sound clip distorted. He was beginning to think this wouldn't work. The door behind him cracked and opened. Vakua winced as he turned, and bright light shone into the room. Vakua blocked out the light from his sensitive eyes as he looked towards the opener. An indistinct figure, almost a shadow. 'Toa here, to see you,' it signed. 'Toa? Why?' Vakua signed back. 'Don't know. You ask.' The figure crept out of the room, and the door was opened fully by a tall figure. A tall, thin Bo-Toa, wearing a dark green Kualsi. His armor was etched with ancient lines and symbols. "You are Vakua, yes?" The toa spoke softly, enough so Vakua's hearing didn't hurt. Vakua stared, awestruck for a moment, then nodded. 'You Aelied?' he signed. Aelied smiled, and knelt down. "Yes, I am, and I have something for you." The Toa opened a satchel he was carrying, and slid out a kanohi. It was black, but Vakua didn't recognize the design. 'Why?' Grasping Vakua's hand, Aelied handed him the mask. "Because," he whispered, "you have been chosen for something very special. And this is the beginning." Vakua looked over the mask, back and front; besides not recognizing the design, it wasn't a mask of power or anything of the like, just a normal kanohi, like the noble matatu he was wearing. "It's a special mask, a Suletu. It's very rare, but it's yours now." Aelied stood and walked away, leaving Vakua still pondering. "You will be called in a few days. Be sure to wear that. I look forward to seeing you. Stay in the Light." Vakua couldn't see because of the harsh light, but he thought the toa might have been smiling. Aelied shut the door, leaving Vakua once again in darkness. -but I am not sure if... I am sorry, some... very old memories. Did not think I remembered that much. Anyway, I think I sorted out that memory. You arrived by canister? Lucky. We Kalta just woke up on a beach.