A Cornered Animal (Cody)

[Nyx]

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Ord Mantell. If one knew where to look, it was a good place to find prey.​

Zoya in particular knew exactly where to look, and as she feasted on the corpse of an unlucky beach-goer, she couldn't help but feel proud of herself. She'd stalked this human for hours, finally using her wing-like telum to remove his head from his body.​

The appendage in question was still fluttering behind her back, flickering like fire as it glowed from the sunlight hitting it. She hadn't bothered to put it back in her back as she ate, believing herself to be alone. Hardly any came to the beaches of Ord Mantell, after all.​

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As she ripped another chunk of flesh off of the corpse, Zoya thougth she smelled someone else nearby, but then decided she was imagining it, and shoved the handful of meat in her mouth.​

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[member="Cody Jorin"]​

 

[Jorin]

Bagging this one would probably be the best thing Jorin could do. Killing a force sensitive mass murdered had the potential to win him an army and cripple public opinion of the force user community.

Ch-chik

The sound of the DB-08's slide being racked echoed through the air. Standing in the sand was a single, black armored figure. Across his body were firearms, knives, and explosives. Evidently [member="Zoya"]'s hunter had no issue making a lot of noise. As the rifle snapped up to his shoulder, the figures dark visor, with skull etched into it, stared into the predator's soul with unrelenting hatred. As much as Jorin didn't want to admit it, he'd have made a good Sith in another life, but not in this one. He'd just kill them all in this one, Jedi too.

He squeezed the trigger, and unleashed a torrent of blaster fire on the girl.

 

[Nyx]

When the sound of the blaster's slide being pulled back filled the air, Zoya was put on high alert. The Rapax stopped eating, and waited for her hunter to make a move. The predator was ready to move at a moment's notice, and simply waited.​

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Then the air was filled with blaster bolts, and she was gone. The bolts impacted the corpse she was eating, but not her. Zoya's wing-like appendage flickered with constant motion, as she studied her hunter. He was covered in armor, and his rifle was aimed at her.​

"Don't you know it's rude to interrupt a girl's meal?!" She snarled, moving her telum back, then bringing it forward, releasing sharp bits of it as projectiles.​

[member="Cody Jorin"]

 

[Jorin]

Jorin reacted as quickly as he did quietly. Sinking his knees and exploding to the right with a hard jump her narrowly avoided the hail of natural projectiles. In and of itself the girl's natural defenses were awe inspiring, a born killer, it was magnificent. Killing the thing would merit a notch on his rifle alongside those belonging to fallen Sith and other force users who'd impressed him. Failing to respond to her quip he simply let lloose another burst, zeroing in on [member="Zoya"]'s torso.

He wished she'd stayed still and taken the shots, but now things had to get complicated. Kark.

 

[Nyx]

Not expecting her hunter to react that quickly, Zoya was slow to dodge the barrage of blaster bolts, one honing in on her side. She hissed with pain as she held a hand to the wound. She needed to heal to survive this fight, and quickly. Whoever this prey was, he was good. Better than some of her own kind that she'd killed and eaten.​

But her eyes wandered the field of battle, her eyes settling on the corpse, and a smile grew on her face. If she could get a bite, the wound, while not completely healing, would allow her a free range of motion once more.​

With that in mind, Zoya dashed with incredible speed towards the body, but not quite as fast as before.​

[member="Cody Jorin"]

 

[Jorin]

She was slowing down, going for the body, but she was still fast. The sand around [member="Zoya"] kicked up wildly as blaster fire strafed it, the soldier raining fire down on the predator who'd yet to comprehend it was prey. Suddenly he had an idea as to how he'd fix that problem. In an instant the fire from his blaster stopped as he reached down and snatched a small sphere from a bandoleer and thumbed it's switch, tossing the live thermal detonator to the corpse, the sand pluming up as it landed beside Zoya's victim.

The girl had mere seconds before atomization, she'd have time to take a bite and heal, but if she delayed in the slightest she was done for. Two steps into the game of chess that was battle, and he already had her in check. This was going quite weel.

 

[Nyx]

That nerf herder had placed a damn thermal detonator on her prey. She maybe had time but she didn't want to risk it. She quickly moved out of range, and glared at him.​

"I'm going to enjoy ripping you apart, prey." She snarled, and released another wave of projectiles. Her wound would slow her down, but she was still fast. The Rapax knew that that armor would cause an issue, that her claws couldn't pierce it.​

She needed to get it off of him. But for now, she had to keep him pinned.​

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[member="Cody Jorin"]​

 

[Jorin]

He couldn't dodge these hits, not this time. While the projectiles weren't going to pierce it, the still hit hit, hard. Backstepping as the things pinged off his armor, bruises welling up beneath the gel-layered undersuit of the armor, Jorin let out a growl. Leveling the rifle again he let out another volley, this one wild and off base as he sprayed automatic blaster fire in Zoya's direction. "Do you know what you are?" Questioned the man, his voice as cold as ice, it was the first time the fallen hero of the Republic had spoken in some time, he choose not to, it made him remember things he didn't want too, dug up images of himself on holoscreens, reminded him of friends he now set out to kill. It showed him how far he'd fallen, but he wasn't ready to face that.

[member="Zoya"]