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There's Nexu on Cholganna

[member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Hodari spotted the item the girl had come back up with, thinking it must be something valuable. "What's ya gots there?" he asked, toes making grabby hand motions the way a Human's fingers would. He advanced on the girl, intending to take the item so he could inspect it, but even from here he could see it was just a battered old helmet. "Oh. Is just junk," he said despondantly, turning away. "Just throw back in there. Is worth nothing," he said as he turned toward the treeline. Out there, there must be something worth a dime, something Hodari could earn some extra credit on, he hoped.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]​
OOC
Oh, now she's ticked off
Oh, now Zathra was ticked off. This wasn't a piece of junk, one it was a mandalorion helmet and two it....was her friend Ren's helmet which made it all the more important to her. She didn't throw it back but kept it tucked under her right arm. Although her mouth didn't show anger, her dark brown eyebrows were darted in anger and a slight feeling of hurt. She looked away from Hodari and just looked at the ground beneath her, hiding her gaze from the rest of the group. Now she was ticked off at Hodari, and well.......it wasn't easy at all for her to forgive other people, not easy at all.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]

Willa was pausing as she looked at the girl and the helmet.. A strong reaction seeing her face to what most would see as junk or not valuable... but value was with the beholder as Zathra turned away. She moved down looking at the girl as she spoke moving herself to be in front of her. "Hey now, I know that look... Talk to me and tell me what is up. Or tell me to burn his hand feet.... No one upsets my friend." She had her hand on her smg and slid it into her holster while detaching the line from the launcher the material would dissolve over time which was a great thing. "Besides you know if you don't tell me, I'll just have to tickle you until you cheer up."
 

Farlon Orbit

Tough, Disciplined, Die-hard.
As Zathra gazed at the helmet of her fallen comrade, Orbit knew he had felt like she did now. So many times he had after battles found the helmets and armor of dead brothers. Even now, 800 years later, did he come across so many close brothers. But his engineering allowed him to hold back some of the grief, but not all. Orbit stepped his way toward Zathra in an attempt to cheer her up,

"I'm sorry for your loss, I can relate to this. I have lost so many brothers, I can't count them all."

[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"]
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Oblivious to what was going on behind him, Hodari knuckled his back into the cargo hold of his ship to retrieve a stun stick and a stun launches, which he slung across his back, and roll out Hodari's Groovy Fast Flying Machine. He ran his foot along the front hood of the speeder lovingly as he coaxed the machine into life. It had been a while since he'd flown in an arboreal environs like this one, and the rush of seeing how fast you could go without crashing into a tree was something Hodari remembered fondly. "Hodari scout now," he announced as he climbed into the bike and revved the engines, the sudden loud noises making a cluster of birds fly up from their branches and possibly alerting every rival in a several mile radius. The Dug didn't care.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Willa Isard"]​
​"....Will, don't you remember when I told you about Ren? Will, I'd remember his helmet anywhere because he allowed he to draw some stuff on it....and will, somehow his helmet made it here.....b-before his death we were dating....a-and...will I don't want to talk about since you already know what happened since I told you.....thanks Farlon....also...........sure you could burn his feet but just as a joke. Also, will.....this was a picture somehow still intact of me and Ren...."
Zathra smiled when she said the last part. She took the picture of her and Ren out of her pocket and showed it to Willa. Zathra looked roughly a year younger or just seven months younger. Her hair back then was light brown with a lime green streak and next to her stood a mandalorion male in black armor. It was Ren, his hair was short and black and he had her arm around Zathra. His skin color was a lighter shade then Zathra's but he was much taller then Zathra like, he was 6'1. A silver mandalorion helmet was held under his arm with some of Zathra's handy work on it. Upon the helmet was a lime green and purple streak going down the right side of the visor along with some blue markings signifying how many battles Ren was in. The same symbols were on the helmet but slightly faded and the left side of the helmet also had two names in lime green, the names were Zathra & Ren with a heart painted around it. In the picture, Zathra also appeared her same size but was wearing some black and orange armor on it.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]

"Yeah I know what happened." She said it while looking past Zathra towards the dug as he was scouting and hearing the burn his feet she let her eyes burn. Orange golden with that inner flame for the vahla while she was just going to have to wait for the right moment... but this wasn't it when Zathra was showing the image and she calmed down a little. "Consider it done." She said it while looking at the trooper an motioning him with her head to the side while she went back to looking at the picture. "Well you still look cute now come on, maybe if we get lucky there will be a baby Nexu you can imprint on to have as a pet. Either that or you'll get to watch a dug try and crawl while his hands are scorched... Either way you're going to get something pretty." She moved back lingering her gaze while listening to the Jun-la, no scent within its range yet which was good. "So how flame resistant is your armor?"
 
[member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Entirely oblivious to the scheming of the others in the group, Hodari sat in the seat of Hodari's Groovy Fast Flying Machine gloating. He grinned to himself, then turned to flash another cheesy grin at the two woman. With that, he gunned the engine and zipped away into the arboreal forests, to scout out the area.

As he approached the treeline, the clinically insane Dug didn't slow down for a second. His surroundings and the trees ahead were a blur, but Hodari was used to that. He piloted on vision anyway, on superhumanly fast reflexes, and on an experienced swoop jockey's instinct. Speed was Hodari's bread and butter, he'd been trained for it ever since his father entered him into the swoop tracks on Malastare and he inherited the moniker 'Turbo'. This felt good. It felt right. Here, zipping around at breakneck speeds between the trees and disappearing from sight from the rest of the group, Hodari felt alive.
 
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]

There was a look on her face as the dug went past them and she was moving over to keep herself between Zathra and him while she Jun-La perked up. The sound was going to drive any Nexu off as she motioned for her to climb up. "Zathra get up on Tanu." She was looking at her while starring past where the Dug drove off to. "That guy is going to alert any Nexu we're here if we stay with him." She moved though walking through the jungle towards one of the large trees as she climbed up and climbed up using the line launcher with the SMG.... "I'll find a perch and look for it, Tanu will be able to smell them once they get close." Willa was moving up to the top of the tree while she was checking her wrist pad to try and get some map or motion tracker.
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Willa Isard"] [member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Zathra nodded and then did as Willa asked. She got up upon the back of Tanu as Willa called it. She scratched the animal behind it's ear and it let out a slight grumble of satisfaction seeing as how it's ears were always itchy. Will, it's ears were probably always itchy, most of the time. Zathra held her rifle in her arms and looked around slowly as Tanu followed Willa. The rifle was custom painted to have a zebra pattern of black and white. For the helmet she found, she place it within her leather backpack strapped to her back via two leather straps. Ok, so now let's hunt us some Nexu...and maybe a baby Nexu also.
 
[member="Zathra Fett"]

She was starring out, senses flaring and slowly Willa pushed herself as she listened. The sounds within the jungle came to her while she looked through the scope and listened to it. The force alerting her as she was moving and firing off into the distance with a yelp and crash. A tranq shot from her slug thrower as she was tagging the area to search later or for the others to go to. She was looking for that crazy fig and if he was going to alert more creatures to their position with his speeder before she spoke. "One tagged and down, head in and be careful. I can only see so much through the canopy."
 
[member="Willa Isard"] | [member="Zathra Fett"] | [member="Farlon Orbit"]

For some time, the blare of Hodari's engines resounded through the arboreal jungle, echoing in a wide area around the trees. It wasn't long until a second sound joined the first: glimmik music blasted at higher-than-maximum volume for most vehicle sound installations. Hodari had installed the sound system on his speeder himself, custom made boom boxes that blasted glimmik music at almost impossibly high volumes. Now, he was playing his favorite tunes as he cruised around a trees, a record of Boles Roor's greatest hits.

It wasn't long thereafter that suddenly, as the sounds of Hodari's engines and glimmik music swelled to an ear splitting screscendo, that a family of Nexu -a mother and its three cubs- burst through the leaves of a low bush. The mother was clearly panicked, rushing her cubs along straight into the arms of the three hunters. Behind the Nexu, Hodari Turbo appeared, circling around the Nexu in wide arcs and whooping at them, revving his engines and blasting his music to herd the Nexu towards their would-be captors as the enthousiastic Dug revealed to the others that there was indeed a method to his madness. "Get'em!" he shouted at the top of his lungs between revs of his engines.
 
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Zathra Fett"]

Willa heard it as she was perched up there and took aim down the rifle. Her eyes searching and tracking before she was moving towards the trees. Then she spoke. "Zathra coming towards you." Willa let her senses in the force follow it as she moved her attention squeezing the trigger and guiding the shot as the dart she jerked a little towards the nexu as she felt it impact the creature before she was moving from the tree and lowering herself down to the ground. "One is down."
 

Zathra Fett

Graffiti and Art are the same thing, right?
[member="Hodari Turbo"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Willa Isard"]
Zathra jumped off of the back of Tanu and she petted the creature upon it's head. It was kinda cute, will all animals were cute in their own way even the one's nobody wanted. She reached back and took out her hunting rifle from her back which was strapped to her back via a leather holster and she took it out and reached a hand into a cloth back attached to her belt. She then took out four tranquilizers and loaded them up into her hunting sniper rifle and closed and then locked the ammo chamber and turned the safety off. She didn't just want to sit on a creature and wait she wanted to be helpful and man, Willa better let her be helpful if not well.....she would be pretty ticked off then. She walked around and then tuned out all surrounding noise and listened to her surrounding environment.

She then heard out the rustling of bushes and continued to walk close to the noise until then she heard a pair of four clawed feet running through some foliage. She then turned just as a large female Nexu jumped onto her, knocking the air out of her and knocking her to the ground. Her sniper was thrown into some foliage and the Nexu proceeded to play with her prey first. Sure, all creatures were cute but that didn't make them exactly nice....nope not all of the time that was for sure. The Nexu dug it's claws into her stomach, centimeter by centimeter causing blood to flow from the deep claw wounds. Zathra yelped in pain and then reached down and grabbed one of her blasters, she aimed it upwards at the chest of the Nexu just as it was about to bite her thigh. Blam!!

The Nexu fell over onto the ground and then Zathra walked over and looked for her sniper. She did find it and she found a Nexu nest, will maybe they had nests....will it was just a big pile of leaves laid on the ground with sticks and rocks and a baby Nexu. She knelled down by the baby Nexu and picked it up in her arm and held it in her left arm like a baby. Her left arm was also shielding her wound and then she put the sniper back to her back and began to walk around again.

"Got.....Another!!"
 
[member="Zathra Fett"] [member="Willa Isard"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]

Hodari Turbo finally slowed down, cutting off the loud Glimmick music as he watched the others take care of most of the work, the tranquilizer rifle slung across his back left untouched. He'd done his part, Hodari figured, in herding the creatures towards the hunters. Hurtling between the dense trees at breakneck speeds had been difficult and dangerous, but oh so much fun.

Hodari noticed too late the furred tentacles that snaked around him, and suddenly he was being dragged upward by an arboreal octopus. The creatures hunted by dragging their victims up into the canopy, where they would kill and eat them. Hodari could do little but squirm impotently against the octopus' grip, only managing to slow it down a little, while crying out for help at the top of his lungs.
 

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