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Private The Hunter Becomes The Hunted

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Location: Vendaxa

Everything seems bright and fuzzy, as Garand finally came too, with his head ringing loudly. He eyes still trying to adjust as Garand slowly removes his helmet and lay it next to him, so it will help him center himself. As his eyes finally adjusted and get his head together, with the ringing finally stop. He squints his eyes a couple of times, as he try to looks around and see where he is. He rubs his eyes suddenly after he took a good look at his surrounding in disbelief and shocked. Garand couldn't believe or understand what he's seeing, as all he see in front of him as his eyes continue to gaze the surrounding, are trees and plants. Garand was understandably shock and confused, as he remembered he was going back to his ship after gambling at the casino on Bespin, now all of a sudden his in a lush jungle. He stood up as he checks his equipment, realizing all of his weapons are gone except his vibroknife and his armor. He tries to check his comms, but its been tampered, as Garand come to a conclusion someone had kidnapped him and left him here. But why and who?, those were 2 question that came across his mind, as he stood up and put his helmet back on, then starts to wander around to find any clues as to where he is. Garand can't narrow it down just from the his surroundings which are just tree and plants, if he could find something that can help him to find a location, that will be a good start to get his bearings. With his right hands holding the vibroknife, Garand slowly wanders around the area, hoping to find something or someone, he just hope it's friendly. Moments later he hears some sort of screeching noise as he then took cover and looks towards the origin of the noise. He hen saw a huge Acklay. which didn't detect Garand, as it then passed him. He once saw in on one of the books he had read and had a sample of his leg to study it. Seeing the Acklay helped him to realize where he is, Vendaxa ,a lush world, covered in forests and plains. It was the home of a creature known as an Acklay, an amphibious creature that was often used in gladiatorial battles throughout the galaxy. Most of all, a dangerous planet to be on, especially with having just a vibroknife with him at the moment, he always wanted to hunt a Acklay but not like this, not with the situation his currently in.​

"Why in the world was i dropped here?"
"Its a long way out from Bespin, no way someone would just do this for no reason"
"There's gotta something to this situation i'm in"

He asks to himself, as he then stood back up and starts to walk again after the Acklay was far away, he need to find a way out of here. Garand continue to wander across the area for about 1 and a a half hour, searching for something that can help him to no avail. He hopes there was someone else here beside him, maybe he'll even find the ones who had kidnapped him and get some answers. Garand feels as if someone or something has been watching him, stalking him, like he's being hunted, but he's not to sure, as it maybe be just the jungle playing with him. He disregard the motion, as he has more important thing to do with the sun getting low. He know he need to make some shelter and most importantly fire, as it will be awfully cold at night even with the armor his in. He starts to find some branches to gather so he can start to make a fire. He starts to take and broke a few branches so he'll use it for the fireplace, as he then looks for any object that can help him lit the branches. A few minutes later he had set up a a fireplace, as he then took a sit next to it, with the day setting and the night start to follow soon after. He mind continue to wonder about the situation his in, especially the part on how some had managed to drugged him and able to get him here. If they wanted to kill Garand, they would have done so from the minute he went under. But no, there's something more to this, something awfully familiar, but he can't seem to grasp what is is. He continue to ponder on the situation, looking towards the fire with his vibroknife on his hand with Garand continue to stay vigilant, as the night finally arrive and soon unbeknownst to Garand, the hunt will begin.​

Scald Scald
 
Scald gasped- eyes flinging open. Then she promptly winced as the bright white light of the sun shone directly into her visor. Muttering curses, she pulled herself up into sitting position before looking around.

"Wha-?" She gaped at her surroundings. A jungle? Why was she in the jungle? Her shock turned into panic as she realized she was alone. Scrambling up and ignoring her aching muscles, she sprinted to the edge of the foliage before taking a deep breath, preparing to yell her 'pet' assassin's name before there was a rustling of leaves from above.

Turning her gaze upwards, she let out a small sigh of relief as she saw her kitty sitting on one of the branches. The genetically modified Felacation was the size of an average cat, but so much more dangerous.

"Ger down here you stupid kitty,"
She scolder her, but relief was more evident in her voice than she would have liked.

Fana heard that, and being the intelligent being she was, chuckled and jumped into Scald's arms, purring. Unable to resist Fana's touch, Scald petted her, forgiving her for hiding.

Looking around once again, she noticed some noise, no- not noise. some SCREAMING. Not human screaming. To her ear, it sounded like an Ackley. She placed Fana back on the tree and spoke to her in a low murmur.

"I believe we're on Vendaxa. See if you can find anything on interest around here. I want to see some Axkley's." She grinned as Fana nodded and disappeared. Her hand reached to her side to bring out her sidearms, only to find she had none.

All she had were many many vials of different substances and some VERY special spores. Scald smiled, she could do without the blaster. This was good news. Right then Fana came back, jumping into her arms.

"Find anything?" Scald asked. Fana didn't have the ability to speak, but she did nod rapidly and then started leading Scald away from the sight. Keeping low, Scald blinked from her spot when her eyes fell upon what Fana had found.

A Mandalorian. A WHITE Mandalorian. Scald stayed well in the shadows with Fana watching this Mando. She gave a nod to Fana. They would follow this man to see if he had any idea of what was going on. She did that secretly for hours, until the White mando made camp as night fell. If anything was going to tell her why they were here, the night would bring the answers. So she stepped out of the foliage into the fellow Mando's camp.
 
"No weapons, only a knife but i'm still wearing my armor, while being left in the middle of nowhere in Vendaxa"
"Is there something i'm missing?"

Garand was tapping his finger to his helmet, as he twirls around his knife, try to piece what little information he got after he woke up here. Every answer only seems to bring more question to him. The ones who drugged him must have been watching him for a long time, to be able to get one over him and the fact he did this to a Mandalorian must mean it wasn't something random. No, Garand knew he was picked for something much more elaborate, as the only reason one would go after a Mandalorian is if they're looking for a fight or a hunt. The situation he's in only irks him, as he tries to understand more about the predicament he's in. Moments later he hears rustling near him, as he then stands ready facing towards the noise with his vibroknife at hand. Because he was to busy thinking and talking to himself, he didn't notice someone or something was near him. It was one of his flaw as a Mandalorian, his habit to overthink, causes him to be unready and overwhelmed by what's about to happen. He grunt as he prepares for what about to come out of the shadows that lies ahead, as he muttered to himself,​

"Let's hope the knife is enough"

But seconds later, what came out wasn't a wild animals like he expected but a Mandalorian, a female Mandalorian in red. Garand still in combat stand, as he doesn't know if she's hostile or not. He then starts to speak to the fellow Mandalorian in front of him,

"Su cuy'gar"
"Friendly or foe?"

He asked her, as he continue to watch her body for any sudden moves that present danger to him. Even if she's a fellow Mandalorian doesn't automatically mean they're friends, as she can be the one who had taken him here.

Scald Scald
 
“Vaabir not fear- Ni cuy' a burc'ya. Ni was kidnapped too”

|Do not fear- I am a friend. I was kidnapped too|


Scald assured the other Mandalorian. She didn’t make any sudden moves to suggest she was an enemy.
Instead she sat down peaceably, ever watching the curious white Mandalorian. He seemed to think she was the enemy- which would likely mean that he wasn’t her captor. A fellow Mandalorian though, the changes of that being random was low. If she had to guess- they were being put here for hunting purposes.

“Who are you, might I ask?”
 
"I am called Garand, from Clan Inho"
"And you are?

He lowered his knife, as he saw her sat down, he asked her a question he notice she isn't bringing much equipment for a place as dangerous as Felucia so what she said must be true. Which concerned him and made him curious as to why, perhaps she was also kidnapped he did, woken up not knowing anything as if everything was a blur before they came here. The ones who are able to kidnapped not one but two Mandalorian must be a experience hunter. He then sat down across her, as he then sheathe his knife after she didn't show any hostility and he wanted to confirm something. If his theory is true, then it's no coincidence that two Mandalorian was suddenly sent here and wasn't killed when they had a chance. One of his theories that seems the most plausible is a story he heard about Trandoshan, who kidnapped people and use them as hunting practice, to be awarded by their Scorekeepers. He wasn't sure if that was the case, but with another Mandalorian who seems to be in the exact position as him, it may be true. Then Garand begin to ask her to confirm his theory,​

"Did you wake up around the afternoon in the middle of the jungle, with not knowing how you get here and little or no equipment besides our armor?"
 

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