Cat vs Dragons

[Mrrew]

Laminanium (( Objective : With two or more other writers, complete a role-play in reverse, starting with it’s end and ending with it’s beginning –OR-- complete a role-play from an NPC’s perspective who is accompanying your character. ))


Charlie Mgoo stood in front of his Grandfather's ship, in a small Mos Eisley landing lot, looking through the odd crowds of the Spaceport. He and his grandfather had taken a contract for the Beast Hunter's Guild to assist Mrrew, the Guildmaster, in hunting a Kryat Dragon. However, after Xavier came down with something or other, he was unable to hunt. With much begging... Charlie was allowed to go with Mrrew. His grandfather had known Mrrew from Kashyyyk, that's the only reason he was allowed to go alone with him, but he was ecstatic. Now the young human stood in the landing lot, waiting for Mrrew... His grandfather had described him as a 'Giant two-legged Nexu'. He... wasn't sure what to expect.

 

[Mrrew]

Charlie waded through a crowd a bit, still staying close to the ship. A tall golden furred Cathar with a cybernetic eye walked by. Was that him? Was that Mrrew? Charlie stepped forwards, and tapped the Cather on the arm. The effects were disasterous. The feline-esque alien leaped about thre efeet into the air, and ran in the other direction, as if he was being chased. Charlie blinked. That's Mos Eisley for you... The human turned around in the crowd, froning as he almost ran into a rather ill-tempered Dug. Where was he...? He hoped Mrrew at least knew what he looked like. He probably knows from Grandfather...

 

[Mrrew]

Charlie nearly jumped out of his skin as a huge clawed hand layed itself on his shoulder, and spun him around. Looking up, Charlie saw a massive white-furred cat-like being, clad in a leather vest, jacket, and a gunbelt. A sword hung at one side of his gunbelt, and a pistol on the other... "Charlie Mgoo?" Eyes wide and jaw dropped, Charlie slowly nodded. Much to Charlie's suprise, the huge alien took his hand and shook, nearly tearing him arm out of socket. "Mrrew. I know your Grandfather." Charlie, rubbing his shoulder with his other hand, gave another amazed nod. Mrrew chuckled. "Come on. This way." And the Togorian led him through the crowd.

 

[Mrrew]

The huge cat-thing led Charlie through a few back-streets, to get out of the crowds, and eventually they came to a large hovertruck, with a droid already sitting at the steering wheel. Charlie glanced at the cat-thing as he climbed into the vehicle. Mrrew waved him in invitingly. "We're going to the dune sea. That's where the Krayts are. We're going to meet some Jawas there." Charlie blinked, and climbed into the vehicle. He wasn't exactly sure what a Jawa was... then again, he wasn't exactly sure what Mrrew was, either. Maybe he was a Jawa? The boy frowned, staring at the back of Mrrew's head as the truck hovered off to the desert.

 

[Mrrew]

Mrrew didn't seme to notice the staring. He was hoping he would, and explain some things... like what he was. Why he was half a billion feet tall. What a Jawa was. Why they were hunting Krayt dragons... Charlie gave an exaggerated sigh, hoping to get Mrrew's attention. It didn't work. Finally, a little annoyed, he spoke up, sounding much ruder then he intended. "What are you, anyway?" The monstercat glanced back at Charlie, showing a lot of fangs. Was that his idea of a smile? However, he didn't answer. Charlie sighed again. This was going to be a long hunting trip..

 

[Mrrew]

Before long, the speedertruck pulled up next to a little group of people in brown robes... with glowing yellow eyes. Were those the Jawas? They... they smelled like they hadn't bathed in a week! Charlie wwrinkled his nose, and glanced at Mrrew, who was already climbing out of the speeder truck and walking to the group of creatures. In the center of the pack, a giant creature with log brown hair and surving tusks stood, looking around stupidly. This he reconized; a fullgrown male bantha... And it looked like Mrrew just bought it.

 

[Mrrew]

The Jawas scampered away after making the sale, and Mrrew walked back to the speedertruck, while the Bantha just stood there. "What's the Bantha for...?" Charlie frowned as the cat-thing seemingly ignored him, and rotoed throught the back of teh speedertruck. A moment later, he stood up with a needle the size of Charlie's arm in his hand. "Bait." Charlie blinked at Mrrew. Was he really expecting a dragon to just show up while they were standing there, waiting to shoot it, just because there was a Bantha?

Mrrew stepped over to the beast, and out of nowhere jabbed the huge needle in it's flank. It bellowed, and attempted to spin around to ram into him, but it kind of just... fell over. And laid there on the ground.It's long tongue lolled out of his mouth. A minute later, it's chest stopped heaving.

Mrrew pointed back to the truck. "We're going back to town."

Charlie blinked at him. All they did was kill a Bantha! But Mrrew was already getting in the speedertruck, so he climbed in after him...

 

[Mrrew]

After a night spent in a little motel in Mos Eisly (Mrrew had informed his Grandpa that it would be an overnight trip), they were once more in the hovertruck, speeding across the dunes. Charlie had asked again and again what Mrrew's plan was, why he'd just killed a bantha with some random needle, a poison he thought, and then leave it there. He refused to give any hint. Now, the truck sped along through the dune seas. Where he figured he'd find a stinking dead bantha, he saw something, or somethings, quite different, however...

 

[Mrrew]

The area around the Bantha was scattered with animals. The bantha's gut had been ripped out (Eww!), and a pack of Womp rats laid next to the drying intestines. (More eew!) The funny thing was, the Womp rats seemed to be sleeping away peacefully... Not far fromthe pack of Rats, another rat lay with it's head ripped off... next to a sleeping Krayt dragon! Or he thought it was sleeping for a moment... a small group of lizard scavengers was eating away at it's eyes and tongue, anything they could get at. (Even more eww.) After vomiting into the sand for another few minutes, which scared away the scavengers, Charlie stared up to Mrrew for an explanation.

The monstercat smiled, and walked over to the mess of sleeping, and dead, animals.

"I overdozed the Bantha with enough tranqulizer to kill... Oh, about six rancors. Scavengers came. Ate the Bantha. The trqnaulizer in it's system had a secondary effect on the Rats. Bigger carnivore, Canyon Krayt, came to eat the womp rats... It probably didn't knock him out for long. Just long enough for the scavengers to think it was dead."

Mrrew glanced back at Charlie, who was clutching his stomach again, and gave another fang-filled 'smile'. Charlie glanced over at the spilled drying guts of the Bantha, and promtply threw up all over Mrrew.

 

[Mrrew]

A somewhat annoyed Mrrew practically carried Charlie back to the speedertruck, and back to the Mos Eisely Inn. He didn't say a word to Charlie the entire drive.

After a short period of overcoming his qeasiness, Mrrew taking a shower (On Tatooine!), and practically begging the monster-cat to go out again, Charlie was allowed back into the dune sea, on the speedertruck. Mrrew still hardly said a word. He didn't paticularly seem mad just... annoyed? Yes, annoyed would cut it. He didn't eat him, though... So that was a plus.

 

[Mrrew]

They were met with another suprise when they got back to the dead Bantha. There was a saying, 'There's always bigger fish'. The Womp Rats ate the Bantha. The Krayt Dragon ate the Wamp Rats. And a huge creature, half submerged in the sand as if he'd risen from the dunes themselves, loomed over the dead Krayt Dragon, ripping off huge chunks of flesh, and swallowing. A graceful but somehow deadly-looking long neck ended wit a small head filled with jagged sharp teeth. He could see the hip joints of many legs, ten in all he thought, surfaced from the sand. How did it get like that? Charlie noticed what looked like a giant mole-trail behind it... It burrowed. Through the sand. Charlie gave Mrrew an amazed look, only to see he was frantically grabbing for his rifle.

 

[Mrrew]

Charlie had to give him credit; Mrrew was quick when he wanted to be. Almost in a blur of motion, the cat-thing lifted his odd-looking rifle, and fired at the monster. He'd seen blaster rifles fired, but he was pretty sure this wasn't one of those. He'd seen slugthrowers too, his Grandpa had one, but this didn't look like a slugthrower either... And it certainly didn't sound like one. Rather then the sound of a blaster rifle or slugthrower, a small sound like a really good slingshot sounded from the end of the rifle. And isntead of a slug, or a blaster bolt, some little bright thing shot out. And wedged itself in the creature's neck.

 

[Mrrew]

Charlie expected the creature to explode, or drop dead, or something. Maybe disintegrate into a million pieces? Nope. It practically jumpedo ut of the sand and raced at them. Charlie screamed. Mrrew fired again. It slowed down. The huge monster whipped it's little head down at them, easily ripping the top of the speedertruck off like tissue paper. Charlie kept screaming. Mrrew fired again. The thing druckenly lurched to the side, dropping the huge chunk of speedertruck, and let out another half-hearted growl. After several moments where it looked like it was going to attack again, the thing fell, shaking the ground with impact. Charlie stared at it for a full minute, before slowly looking at Mrrew... "W- What was that...?" "Greater Krayt dragon. It was attracted by all the food we left behind for it." Charlie blinked, and looked back at the dragon while Mrrew climbed out of the truck.

 

[Mrrew]

While Mrrew slowly walked over to the dragon, inspecting it, Charlie followed after him. "I- Is it dead?" Mrrew shook his head, and glanced back to the Canyon Krayt, which was literally torn into pieces. It's entire head and chest were gone. "No. I tranqulized it. SmartTranq." Charlie nearly spun around and ran. "What if it wakes up? Is it goingt o wake up?" He casted a scared glance at Mrrew, who, in response, drew his blaster rifle. Two shots right into the giant sleeping monster's eye awnsered his question.

 

[Mrrew]

"I- If this is a Krayt Dragon... a really weird looking one, but still a Krayt Dragon... will it work for whatever you needed it for?" Mrrew nodded, and, for some reason or another, drew that long sword he saw hanging at his belt. It's sharp blade reflected the light of Tatooine's suns, looking as if it was glowing. "Better then a Canyon Krayt, in fact." He said, walking along the creature's massive neck. "These are rare. Which makes what I was looking for all the rarer." To Charlie suprise, and somewhat disgust, Mrrew suddenly plunged that sparkling sword right into the Krayt Dragon's huge shoulder. And then twisted the blade, making a large incision. "You might want to turn around," Charlie didn't. Rather he watched in something between horror and facsination as Mrrew began to hack into the huge muscle and tissue of the Dragon. It took awhile, but Charlie hardly blinked the entire time. It was disgusting, sure. He was practically burrowing into the huge thing. But... what the heck was he doing?

 

[Mrrew]

Charlie got his awnser. And he really wished he did turn around. Mrrew's sword eventually hacked into a large muscley organ of some sort... and it burst open. Disgusting-smelling stomach acid and half-digested ground up bits of Canyon Krayt dragon spilled all over Mrrew's front. He didn't seem to notice. Funny how it bothered him so much getting vomited on... but he hardly cared about this. Charlie threw up in the sand. Again. He was getting tired of that.

 

[Mrrew]

Mrrew sent Charlie back to the truck,. He waited there, feeling queasy, while Mrrew called someone on his comlink. After awhile, Charlie could see his grandpa's ship lowering itself on the sand not far away. It was landing safely, so that meant the droid must be driving it. Charlie climbed out of the truck, only to see Mrrew- cleaned off alittle, but still smelling horribly. Charlie almost got sick again.- gesturing for himt o go into the ship. His part fo the hunt was over. Not that he actually did anything... Was it supposed to be a learning expirience? Before stepping towards the ramp, Charlie glanced over at Mrrew. "W- Why did you do that...?" "That was it's gizzard. A lot of lizards, and birds, swallow rocks. They get smoothed down, ground up a bit, sometimes come out nice and smooth and round. Krayt Dragon's come out valuable, as pearls. I wanted a Canyon Krayt's. We got lucky." Mrrew picked a small backpack-sized bag out of his soiled leather jacket, and openeed it up for Charlie to see. Two large white orbs, each half the size of his head, sat in the pack. Mrrew gave another fangfilled smile, and putt eh pack back away, before pulling out a much smaller white orb, about the size of a golf ball, and handing it to Charlie. "Found it with the Canyon Krayt's... remains..." Charlie felt vomit int he back of his throat at the image, but swallowed, and gave a small smile at the little gift. The hunt turned out... interesting, at least. And he got to see a Dragon. It tried to eat him... but hey. It was still a dragon!