A CAT-ch up (Carjol+Trista)

[Carjol]

He pulled his ship out of Hyperdrive and piloted to the moon of Endor, looking for some peace and quiet, he had to vanish after the slavers who once owned him were getting close to finding him again and capturing. He landed on the moon's surface and he built himself a little den inside a cave to live in as he looks around, nodding to himself this was cosy and would keep him hidden.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Trista was called to the moon for one purpose, her former body guard and fling had recently contacted her about some slavers that were trying to capture him again... as her ship came out of hyper she looked at the Fringe moon and kept her thoughts from being invaded, she knew this would be a bad idea for her to be here but she didn't care.... Carjol needed her.

As her ship was piloted toward the forest moon she looked around for a place to land and when found she descended and parked it, walking out of her ship she swayed her hips and made her long trek to the meeting location
@[member="Carjol"]

(OOC: It's going to take me a couple more posts before arriving)

 

[Carjol]

He was walking the forest floor, foraging for meat to eat that evening when he heard a ship enter the atmosphere. He looked up and his keen eyes spotted the craft that belong to Trista. He thought back and remembered the time they were together, it was a short, meaningless thing that occurred when he saved her from capture and torture. He cracked his neck, he shook his head, she had landed the furtherest he could of thing of to the location and decided that he could continue to forage for a little longer before trying to meet up with her.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Trista wore her usual all white form fitting and tight outfit and as she walked down the path she continued to regret being here but enjoyed her time since it was serene and peaceful, as she continued to trek down the path she continued to look around and watch out for attacking ewoks or something else entirely.

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[Carjol]

He had grown use to the environment and thanks to his claws he was capable of climbing the trees that filled the planet. He climbed the nearest and jumped from branch to branch. Swinging, he grunted as his muscles tensed and bulged, his clothing were ripped and torn, he had lived in this backwater planet too long and started to turn native. He quickly moved to location they were going to meet up at.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Trista walked with deliberate steps as they were light and left little to track and as she did she made sure to sway her hips while keeping aware of her own surroundings while making her way to their meeting point, she had recently got into shape more and her body looked great as she was doing cross-fit and other forms of strength training and body toning.

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[Carjol]

He swung off the final branch and landed right where they would meet. He sniffed himself, his scent was strong to his sensitive nose but unlikely to be as such a strong scent to a Human. He panted slightly as he tensed his muscles, ready to pounce any hidden dangers that lurked around the surrounding areas. His eyes on high alert.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

She came upon him quickly and smiled as she did and stopped a few feet before him and stood there I take it you've been sulking she remarked as she looked over his cave-cathar appearance.

@[member="Carjol"]

 

[Carjol]

He looked at her and noticed that she was fitter than usual. He heard her and sighed, shaking his head. I'm not sulking! He snarled in Catharese then shook his head and sighed deeply I'm sorry, but I'm tense, the slavers who captured me are onto me. He scratched his chest gently.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Trista smirked at him and walked an inch closer as he told her the news Are they now? she asked as she waited in her spot.

@[member="Carjol"]

 

[Carjol]

He heard a crack nearby and hissed low, gesturing her to lower her breath as he pulls out his dagger, looking around for the reason for the noise Were you followed? Are you definitely sure you weren't followed? He cast a worried look.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

She focused on the noise in the background and looked at him as she pulled a couple flash-bangs and smirked playfully at him There is only one way to know for sure, Love she relayed to him and then began to stealthily walk toward the noise...

@[member="Carjol"]

 

[Carjol]

He rolled his eyes, he had evaded them for so long, then she came and brought them right to him. He heard another few cracks, a far back. Several metres back, There are several, hid in some bush. He climbed up a tree and looked down, scanning the surround the immediate area, searching for the Exchange members.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

She watched as he climbed up into a tree and placed one of the flash bangs in her pockets and took her gun and held it for a counter-measure and slowly made her way toward the sounds.

@[member="Carjol"]

 

[Carjol]

He jumped from tree branch to tree branch. He saw one Exchange member and snarled lowly, pouncing on the target and kicked his gun away with his foot. His tail swinging lowly as he eyed the culprit, baring his teeth. What brings you here? Where is you leader? Howls the Cathar.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

She noticed the culprit and then placed the flash bang back in her pocket and took out a stun grenade, setting the detonation she waited a few moments and as the Cathar was talking she chucked it near the man and it went off stunning him, she then walked over and quickly tied up the hunter and looked at carjol with a smirk.

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[Carjol]

He ducked away from the stun grenade. He then watches Trista tie him up and chuckles Not as incompetent as you once were. He chuckled as he lifted the tied thug and pinned him to a nearby tree. He growled and waited for his answer from a stuttering human, nearly fainting when he hears a blaster shot hitting the thug, square between the eyes.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Trista noticed the blaster shot and watched it kill the thug, she looked around since it didn't come from the cathar and tried to find out where it came from, she then looked at @[member="Carjol"] and smirked as she was intrigued now Care for a hunt? she asked sweetly as she stood there.

 

[Carjol]

He raised his head and sniffed the immediate surround area, he could not pin point where the killer was, there were too many scents. I think there is more than just one of them here. We need to be very careful. He whispered in a lowered voice as he walked stealthily towards one direction.

@[member="Trista Nemorra"]

 

[Trista Nemorra]

She made sure her weapons were all ready and walked to the far side of him so they wouldn't be made too easily as they crept toward the enemy, or enemies.... she was ready to attack.

@[member="Carjol"]