An Unlikely Companionship

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship


Laughing, Yu'ja smiled at the mans sudden realization. "We may not appear godlike to you now, but imagine your species reaction to seeing temples built before their very eyes, city sized ships hovering above them, appearing and disappearing as if they were an mirage. And warriors capable of slaughtering their people by the hundreds. It took very little to persuade them to worship us, sacrifice themselves for us, and fear us."

"I can return you to your planet, if you wish. I assumed you knew enough to put the skull of your trophy on our wall. But I can see why it might appear more like putting a weapon back in its place to you. It is your choice. You would probably only die anyway. Or be executed, I am perhaps a little sentimental towards non-Yautja."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle
Location: Drop ship

He shrugged,

"We have come this far, no sense in turning back. If I die at least I will die honorable as a warrior. On my home I was just a weapon, now I might mean something and that is worth fighting for."

He looked at his dishes and finished his water,

"How do we clean these?"

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship


It was an honorable death, compared to the insignificant deaths the humans said were worthy. Even if he was beheaded the moment he stepped off her ship, he would have been further than most humans. Not all, every thousand years or so one might be lucky enough to be considered worthy of seeing the Yautja homeworld. But not for just killing the hard shells, it was usually because they had killed one of the honored warriors of the clan in combat.

Why was she taking him along? Was it to show the clan? Or did she have her own ulterior motives.

Sure, he was built well for his kind, and smelled rather delicious...but he was a weak human. Nothing more than that. But then again, she wasn't one to judge the weaker species. She was related in part to some of them. Even if she denied it thinning her Yautja blood.

Looking up from her thoughts, she stood and showed him to the cleaner. Where he could place the used cutlery and utensils to be high pressure washed and disinfected.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle
Location: Drop ship

He placed his dishes in the cleaner and then turned to face her,

"Your's is a warrior race, hunters because of the trophies you keep. Did you allow me to live because I killed with you? Or is there another reason?"

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship


"You ask the question I am currently asking myself. Maybe I just wish to see what happens. Usually, no, we would not bring you into our clan...and I would be the last to bring you forward. Having not even been granted the title of Matriarch yet."

Heading for the door, she paused for a moment before heading out into the hallway.

"Perhaps I'm curious...my mothers species is rather...inquisitive about other species and their sexual characteristics."

For now she would think on it, or maybe she should just take the man and be done with the waiting. It was within her strength to do so.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle
Location: Drop ship

"Well we are here now, maybe fate have decided that I should go with you. Let's see where this road takes us, at least if I am killed, it is for a good reason."

He watched her leave and walked around on the ship, coming to the cockpit, he sat down in the chair and watched the stars as they whisked by, he smiled to himself.

"How many astronauts would give their hearts to see this."

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship


The stars sped past quickly, occasionally there would be a pocket of them, concentrated together. A galaxy not unlike the one Earth was in. Then they would pass beyond the stars, into the blackness of space. Nothing but emptiness. Then they would see a speck of light ahead, and within minutes they would be passing into another pocket of stars. Each star indicating a pocket of planets, and possible regions of life.

Yu'ja had followed him into the cockpit, and watched him as he watched what else there was beyond his world.

"Your species has seen none of this, beyond your handful of planets and stars. Right?"

Pushing her palm down on a large smooth button, an interactive display shot up into the air, illuminating their galactic path of travel.

So far, a line showed how they had passed through several galaxy's, originating at Earth. Another line which was ahead of them indicated where they would go to. Soon, she tapped her finger against the holograph and the ship quickly decelerated. Arriving short of their destination.

It was a training galaxy. Yautja controlled. Safe for the most part. And the planets all looked similar to Earth. Biological habitats, breathable air, with prey of all sizes and shapes. Worlds they had colonized for hunting.

"You should train before we arrive. Another few trophy's would not hurt."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle
Location: Drop ship

"No we have never seen this far into space, the furthest we have traveled on our own is to the edge of our own solar system. When it comes to this type of travel we are still new-born babies."

He watched as they dropped out of what would seem to be some sort of hyper drive and suddenly grinned.

"Hunt beasts? Oh I'm very much game for just that..."

He stopped and frowned,

"But then I would need weapons, I am kind of depleted right now."

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship


"Weapons are something I have a good supply of."

Plotting a landing point, Yu'ja left the cockpit and moved towards the armory again. Opening the shield, her weapons from last time looked polished and clean again. Any blood, dust and grime that had been on them earlier was now washed clean.

Pressing a button, the board they were on retracted and another came out from underneath it. Backup weapons.

There were two types of wrist blades, short and long. A couple of plasma casters, one more like a pistol than a shoulder cannon. The whip and discs were harder to use, and usually were left until trainees had become skilled with all the others. And two glaives were at the back, one that folded up and another that was carved and full length. There was also a net gun tucked away in the back.

"We do not have projectile weapons, we prefer hand to hand or plasma casters. Do you require armor as well?"

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle
Location: Drop ship

"No projectile weapons, that means your prey is the angry beaver type...I'll skip the armor, but thanks for caring a little bit."

He picked up the wrist blades and found that they actually fitted him. Interesting, he ignored the other weapons and picked up the short glaiv, if he was going out, he was going down swinging. He looked over at her and nodded,

"I feel that this will do for now."

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship

"Beaver type?" This term was not known to Yu'ja and she cocked her head to the side to emphasize her confusion.

As he had declined armor, and already had picked his choice of weapons, she took her own ensemble before closing the Armory. Moving down to her room, she placed her gear on the bench before slipping into her armor which hung cleanly in another cabinet. She fastened everything, and checked that she had a new medical kit. Finally she made sure that her webbing was repaired and that everything was in place.

Attaching her shoulder cannon, the blades to her wrist, the whip and glaive to her belt and back she joined him outside. Soon they began the entry into the atmosphere. Within minutes they would touch down into the middle of a desert.

"We hunt in all terrains, not just jungle. And since you have killed the hard shells, we will test you against more 'built' enemies."

The doors hissed open, as they landed, and before them lay an unending expanse of white sands. Stepping out, she activated her active camoflague.

"I will observe for now, and interfere if you require. During training, you are allowed three chances to survive before you are unaided."

((I'm thinking something like sand rhino's, or perhaps sand scorpions)).

 

[DeathsKnight]

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Drop ship

He departed the ship and looked around him, this desert seemed like any other desert, but knowing this is a totally different experience. He carefully moved on, judging where shade is, taking extreme care not to disturb any creatures under the sand. He found tracks that looked strange...like an insect would leave behind, judging from the sand still settling into the track, it was fresh, most probably fled from the drop ship. Readying the glaive he followed the tracks, knowing that something of this size would make for a good trophy for a noob.

 

[DormantEvil]

((Had a cool night hunt idea, sorry for time hack.))

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship

They followed the tracks for an hour, each time they reached the top of a dune they could see the tracks continuing over the next. For a while Yu'ja wondered if the human knew that sometimes the beasts that wandered the dunes could walk for days without stopping. Up ahead, a soft blue glow appeared to luminate an area ahead of them. Inwardly Yu'ja smiled to herself. His first test. But she said nothing, and remained back, invisible.

If he approached the glow, he would see small bunches of orbs sticking out from the sand. Each one a hard case that seemed to have a luminescent property to them. They were in pairs about three meters apart, scattering the ground in one place. In the middle of the patch was a larger pair of orbs, and they glowed a bluish green and were set higher up in the sand on tough casings. Like the trunk of a plant, with a pickable fruit sitting on top.

Small night insects fluttered around these orbs, attracted to the light, but nothing moved.

((OOC: The orbs are on the tips of the sand scorpion claws, which have buried themselves in ambush positions. About four or five smaller horse sized scorpions and one larger one. Males and a female. Enjoy!))

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Desert Planet's surface

He noticed that the tracks ended where these orbs were and he immediately became suspicious of these orbs, what were they and why were they here? In the middle of nowhere with no obvious water source. He slowly moved to the orb placed the furthest away and poked it with the tip of the glaive, there was no reaction and he poked harder. There was a swift movement and what looked like a stinger came flying directly at him, he raised the glaive and parried the hit, just as the was a sudden motion and a scorpion came flying out of the ground, its pinchers snapping as they tried to get hold of him. He rolled out of the way, parried the stinger and a pincher and dodged the other. The thing was big, as tall as a horse, when the stinger stabbed at him again, he twisted away and using the glaive he cut off the point, leaving only the pinchers to contend with. The scorpion did not take kindly to having its stinger removed and it came at him with a new fury. Using his speed and the glaive Donovan stayed out of the way and then he got his opening, he jumped onto the back of the scorpion and drove the end of the glaive through the thorax and into it's brain. The beast shuddered and crashed to the ground, but movement caught Donovan's eye and he noticed that the other orbs was moving and more scorpions came out from under the ground. He counted three, but it was when the larger pair of orbs started to move that he understood the thrill of the hunt.

"Well then, time to die."

If he meant him or them, he wasn't sure, he was sure that some one was going down today.

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Drop Ship

The fight began as soon as his presence was noticed, at least by one of the scorpions. But with skill and a mind for combat he managed to defeat his first foe within seconds. The whipping tail, with poison barb not seeming to phase him into making a mistake through fear. A trait well liked by the clan. But as sand began to move and several more showed their faces, Yu'ja took her place near enough to step in on the fight, but out of the way. A plasma shot her first way of showing she was still around, if the situation required it.

Watching on, she could see the strength and thickness of the female sand scorpions shell. Direct hits to the tough outer exterior with a blade would do little but scratch it, he would need to dissect the joints to bring the female down.

She did not say this though, it was common to take time to examine the weaknesses of ones foe. He would have to learn this in his attempts to kill it, or die trying. Not that she would let him die so soon. During the trials, each trainee has three lives. Where their trainer or mentor can step in and save them. These 'saves' are then repaid through service to the clan, if they survive beyond these three times.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Desert Planet's surface

The larger scorpion did not attack him imediately, but the smaller ones did and that made him think that they must be males and she a female, but it could be the other way around. He noticed how tough their shells was as he used all of his speed and power to kill off the smaller ones as the last one fell he was on the move. The large scorpion was much faster than one would believe from her size and from his first strike he noticed that her shell was impervious to the glaive, his second strike was against that stinger, he had aimed for the joint just above the poison bag and the glaive had cut through the joint, not deep enough to cut off the stinger, but deep enough to allow him to see that it was the answer. It didn't take long for him to go to work on her pinchers as well as her tail, but one thing he forgot for a second was that even without her stinger she would try to sting him. He was busy hacking at the remaining pincher when her tail struck him solidly in the back, driving him to his knees, he watched as the pincher came towards him and he knew that he had no chance to get the glaive up in time.

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Observing

A puff of sand between Don and the formidable pincher of the female scorpion was the only sign that Yu'ja had leaped into the fight, landing softly in a defensive position. The creature didn't seem to notice her, and swiped at Don. The large sharp claw snapping shut a mere foot from his face, as a wrist blade exited through the upper side of the arachnid arm. With a quick motion she ripped the blade from the small gap between the plating and the softer flesh and turned, picking Don up with one arm and throwing him clear enough of the fight to regather himself.

And then, with only one word, she disappeared again keeping her interactions to a minimum.

"Again."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Desert Planet's surface

The sudden interaction left him sprawling in the sand, but he got up and activated the wrist blade, turning to get ready to defend himself if it was a new attacker, but he saw that it was Yu'ja who interfered and saved his life. He sheathed the blades and got the glaive ready, from the amount of damage the big bug took, he only had the pincher to go and kill her...but why work for just that, take it down in a blaze of glory. He chuckled to himself as he ran closer, the injured female charging at him, her stump of a tail poised to sting. As he came close enough the tail slashed towards him, but he dodged it, came up on the outside of her remaining pincher and with all his power swung at the joint, he was rewarded with the pincher falling to the ground. Grabbing the stump he swung himself onto her back, dodging the tail that tried to sting him again. He knew that he didn't have the power to drive the glaive into her brain, but that tail gave him an idea. He struck at the back of her head, the tail reared and as it descended down towards him, he held the glaive in place where her brain should be. The impact was enormous and threw him clear, he landed on his back, but used the momentum to roll over and as he got back to his feet he noticed the quiet. The only movement was the female scorpion, the glaive imbedded inside her with the tail stuck to the other sharp end of the glaive, she was shuddering in her death throes. He cautiously made his way closer, making certain that there was no further threats or danger, he inspected the huge female...she was dead, he threw back his head and laughed, then looked back at his fallen foe.

"You were tough old girl, but you were just not good enough."

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Observing


The human showed ingenious moves, and had faced up to the fear of the scorpion instead of running or taking a defensive stance. Which would have saved Yu'ja from interfering for the second time, since the female scorpions were notorious for charging with dazzling speed when angered so. But by charging the beast, he had reduced it to defending itself. Using the power of the tail strikes to drive the glaive through the plates made her chuckle to herself as she switched her cloak off.

Walking down from her perch on top of the dune, she inspected his kill. This creature would not have a good skull to clean and prepare as a trophy, but the pincer itself was undeniable to this species. The size would indicate the impressive kill.

But sand scorpions were probably the lowest beast to combat on this planet. As he would find out in time.

"Very good, brains and strength...you might outwit even the other warriors. A dangerous position to be in."

Picking up the claw that had fallen to the ground, she pierced it with a hook from her belt and passed it to him. "I will show you how to prepare the trophy later...its more important than the killing itself. Shows respect for old customs, and patience."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Desert Planet's surface

He took the trophy from her respectfully, he didn't say anything, just listened, then as she finished he looked around them.

"If I look at these beasts and the size they are in comparison to those we have back home...just how big is the other animals around here? Just if I think of a snake, we could be treading on grounds that even I do not want to think about. But then again, snakes are soft on the inside"

He chuckled and inspected the other scorpions

 

[DormantEvil]

Name: Yu'ja Mae'ka'jo
Age: 150
Height: 8'0"
Weight: 370 lbs

Appearance: http://e621.net/data/sample/89/13/8913306e255dee6fcdf754ac7be9d35d.jpg

Weapons: Wrist blades, plasma caster, whip, glaive (twin head, spinning staff).

Location: Observing


Looking around them, Yu'ja moved away from him to the highest point on the dune to scan the surroundings. Her scanners not picking up any immediate life signs. But that was to be expected, considering that the scorpion nest kept many of the other beasts away.

"Size wise, most will be around the size of your elephants. Which I have had the luck of hunting in my early days. Very easy to kill, unlike the ones that are heavily plated on this world. There are of course old beasts, similar to snakes that live under the sands, which would be about as thick as your...bus....transports."

Looking up at the stars, she could see the light on the horizon beginning to approach.

"But they are dormant during the night, its only during the day we will confront one."

The sun would be up in a few hours.

"To the west the land firms, and the herds roam."

 

[DeathsKnight]

Donovan Gray

Name: Donovan Gray
Age: 27
Height: 6'9"
Weight: 380 pounds
Hair: Short black
Eyes: Gray
Weapons: 1 .50 Desert Eagle, glaive, wristblades
Location: Desert Planet's surface

He followed her and listened as she spoke, this planet sounded like a good way to earn your way, especially with plated animals going around.

"Then it would be best to move to firmer ground if I am not mistaken? What would the normal course of action be on a hunt now?"