LET THE HUNT BEGIN prt 1

[The White Wolf]

@[member="Selena Halcyon"]

13 closed his eyes and simply lay there. His muscles burned and he was starting to hope he still had the knife he had been stabbed with. As he sat there his mind began to weed out exactly what was happening. It was obvious after about fifteen minutes of being here. He was taken from the jedi temple and brought to this forest to he hunted. And they were doing such a good job with that. So far everyone who shot at him hadn't killed him yet...maybe it was a sign of good faith. Maybe he just wasn't strong enough to be killed. After all killing a child was always considered the lowest of the low...but 13 was no normal child. Half the forest had been leveled thanks to him...he truly was a weapon of war. And it was that fact that mad him angrier. He was made for this...and now he was being put to the test. 13 opened his eyes as blood streamed down him mouth and dripped off his chin.

His red and blue slit eyes were upon a women who dropped from the tree and approached him. He wanted to fight her off but he was to tired. The women asked if he was well and he just blinked. Did he look well? Deep savage wound to the shoulder, his face was still soaked in blood from when he ripped out the lizards throat with his teeth and overall he looked like he just got out of a first class gory horror movie...but regardless. He felt well he supposed...hurt and confused but ok if that counted. He sniffed the air and caught the scent of another approaching from a mile away. He looked in the direction and his canine ears swiveled atop his head. "I don't want to die here..." 13 said quietly. Struggling to his knees and standing on his feet. Picking up a rock he faced the scent of the male approaching looked like a drunken kid with a rock. "Im afraid...but they should be even more so..." He said to himself, reaching for his collar.

 

[000]

It was if anything not the best start for an already bad situation to begin with but what was a guy to do. For no sooner had he'd been handed his pack and gear that the blood crew up and dump his arse out the ship. And to god known what planet dense forest with simple instructions.......go off and hunt.....fetch them a nice price....bag and tag it ....doesn't matter if it was dead or alive.....just as long he kept them intact.....then and only then would boss come consider employing him. Which was although not the standard ops that he liked work under but then again it still was work no less.

And so no sooner had he landed or better let out the ship that he open the bag to suit up begin the hunt. Which upon opening it he was somewhat left perplex.....for in it was nothing more than small field bandoleer filled with couple ration bars,small canteen and the com. No blaster or weapons of that sort other than pair of vibro daggers. Which he no sooner pick up and geared up.....set out onto the jungle.Keeping his head down, eye and sense open.....walking off for bit before pick up his first track. He then proceed to head off following it.....stopping couple times as he somehow felt a bit woozie. As such that he had pull out the canteen take few swigs....only find out. It was filled with hooch rather than water and with slight pause took couple more swigs.

"Hmm, nice..."

He then feel his sense balancing down or so he thought before walk off after the trail.

 

[Selena Halcyon]

She sensed the approaching figure, and even though the child was mangled he seemed to have strength and a will to survive. That was something. He appeared to be tired and worn out, but Selena was not really one to carry him. Doing so would of course limit their ability to do anything is under attack, and she sensed that that would be soon. His shift and grabbing at his color was somewhat discomforting. Something was odd about this child, and she wondered if he was the child she had heard rumors about in the temple. It was hard to know for sure. To be quite honest, she did not even want to know. In her mind the decision to admit such a child was problematic and required a bit more diligence than it seemed like they applied to the situation. Regardless, her task now was survival.

"Alright, child, let's move if you can."

 

[Verz Horak]

Verz heard the voice. One of them must have been injured. Two kills for the one find. Double the credits too. Verz exited the brush, weapon raised. He looked at the two, recognition flashing across his hidden face. 13. He knew the boy was being trained as a Jedi. Feth. If he killed the boy, that could be seen as an act of war, but he was being hored to do so. So what to do? Best to play it safe. "So I guess I shouldn't kill a Jedi boy. The Republic might not like that. Boy, is your companion here a Jedi?"

@[member="Selena Halcyon"]
@[member="Subject 13"]

 

[000]

It was then after trudging thru the thick of the forest for seem sometime and following thru. Track the trail he soon found some distance from his drop point though still unfortunately still feel a bit sick. From both the rough flight getting here alongside the unwanted side effects. Of the odd random deathstick he smoked figured while back. But none the less his perseverance seem pay off as in the distance he could not help overhear their faint voice. Of a woman and child......were they related or what was the back story to them being here Ronin wondered. If but briefly before drop the thought out his mind as he continued cautiously stalk them. As he in turn focused his attention to the task at hand instead....

@Selena Halcyon
@Subject 13
@[member="Verz Horak"]