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Hello little kitty aren't you sweet

Coming into the planet of Lyred, doing what she could to make this landing as soft as she could. After all she was branching out. Then again she didn't want those with in her new found buddies to know for the fact she could handle the stick that will. No she was a big girl wearing her panties.

After all she was here for the hunt that what would be taking place she would after all have found herself by herself it it would been for one speaking up. Still not knowing what to think of this one a bit different ask her but then again he seem to be highly intelligent.

Yelling into the back, "You, hold on there big guy, we going in..", as she hope to find a nice wide open spot to put down. After all she still only landed half a dozen time with this ship, after all it wasn't her it was broworrow wondering if [member="Marek Starchaser"] would miss one of his own personal ship. Knowing she would have to thank him later after she got back from this wild adventure.

Looking over to her partner on this time it was time for to show him that she knew her stuff when it came to wild beast. Maybe she had fibbed a little on her long appations to get herself. [member="Mrrew"] Giving him a good old fashion southern smile of her charming ways.
 
The large Togorian stood- when the ship wasn't wobbling back and forth, that is- at the back of the bridge, making sure all his equipment was ready. His heavy blaster pistol and sword hung from his gunbelt, a few stun grenades and various types of ammo hung from his bandoleir, and his Chiru rifle sat in the sling on the back of it. Under that, his protective Lotek'k jacket covered his thin leather vest. Everything was ready. This was going to be a somewhat difficult hunt- to catch two dozen solitary predators. They'd need to lure a large amount around, somehow. That was a problem for later.

Mrrew half walked half stumbled over to [member="Seanna Vel"] as the ship made it's bumpy landing, and nodded. She had told him she was something of an expert hunter, which was good, since they were hunting things that could rip out both of their throats in about 0.1 seconds. He hoped she knew how to shoot the extra Chiru rifle he loaned her for the duration of the hunt. "I hope you're hunting skills are better then your piloting techniques." Not that he was much to complain... considering his own freighter almost exploded last time he tried to fly it. Hence why he had an astrodroid. He didn't have to tell her that though.
 
Rolling her eyes at the big one. After all it was true that she wasn't the biggest one by far in structured. Being what she was it was the kick and one heck of a punch she could bring when needed. "Yeah big guy, look I got us here beside I didn't crash land this time.", as she smirk at the fact that the very frist time she given the stick to fly she had brought the shuttle crashing down on a unknown planet.

Finding herself cheeking out the rifle one thing she did know that was weapons in that was ones that was simple aim and shoot. As she looked down the scope. "Well we just have to find out, I just hope your got some mad tracking skills as I know we going to need them before this is all done.", as she looked away only to find herself looking at the big fellow in a way just to wonder what she had gotten herself into. Maybe they would be luck find a den or two of these big guys. [member="Mrrew"]
 
(*Realizes they're small pack creatures, not solitary predators.* *Frowns*)

Mrrew frowned. She didn't crash the ship... this time? He made a mental note not to let her fly to often... The Togorian took the CHiru rifle from his sling, and started walking to the rampway of the ship. "We want to find a pack, preferably out hunting so we don't have to blindly walk into a den. Watch yourself. Look over your shoulder. Make sure they don't ambush you. A Bha'Lir could likely rip out your throat before you could blink. Don't let it pounce on you." Mrrew stepped down the lowering ramp, before looking over his shoulder at [member="Seanna Vel"]. "And try not to die. Then we have to pay life insurance." The Togorian turned back to the jungle ahead. He should have brought bait... Not that it mattered. Two large potential prey walking through a jungle should be enough to attract some predators. He flicked the saftey off his rifle. "Ready to go?"


[member="Seanna Vel"]
 
** it still be fun be like a gang pouncing on them not just one or two at a time**

"Hey look here I been handling creatures since I been knee high sweet pea.", as she just smile at him. So not going to tell him they been Nerf and wouldn't do nothing but maybe stamped. No that did seem like it was important. Raising her eyebrow a bit to [member="Mrrew"] about not getting killed. "Oh heck to hell, it take a lot to kill me I survived Duckwall after all.", she just wouldn't go into details of which side she had been fitting on.

Once again she could only find herself cheeking on all her supplies that she had on her for the right moment. As she open herself in the force this was to be a piece of cake right. Now taking out of her hip pocket a some flask as she took a drink of the strong fire whiskey. "Well, big guy you want a drink before we go find this rustals.",

Would start to head out what seem to be as good as place any to start their hunt down of these things. After all how hard could this be, she was just luckily[member="Mrrew"] she found an older medical pack on board but they again she did cheek to see what was in their if anything.
 
Mrrew smirked. If half of the things she bragged about were true, then she probably wouldn't die. The Togorian shook his head at the liqour, and turned towards the jungle. Rather then moving carefully like most hunters would, Mrrew seemed to be taking care to step on every twig he could, and make as much noise as possible as he moved through the foliage. He did keep his rifle ready, however, as if he was expecting something to leap out of teh shadows at any moment. After a few minutes of silence, Mrrew spoke, abnormally loud, as if he was trying to get the attention of everything in the jungle. Which, of course, he was. "I hope you know how to shoot that rifle?"

[member="Seanna Vel"]
 
After what seem to be all she could take from this one being so blasted loud. Not like she did know what he was doing to try and cause attention. Slipping off with out a word as it was she left him. Even those he spoke he would be speaking to a dead tree branch hanging in a a position. Seeing herself among the most dense part of the forest not to far off the path.

One thing in all her years of herding she had pick up on was tracking. Staying on a well traveled packed path that would be creatures traveled was just pained stupid to begin with. Once where she could still keep an eye on her bait. All she need to do was wait for the creatures to be drawl-en to him. Or was it that of the first nerf blood that she had slip on his back with out him knowing that he did this. Making the path along the way.

As she letting the rifle drop into her hand as if she was a veteran of using such a gun to do what need to be done. Its that just time she wouldn't be premature killing anyone just making some creatures take a little nap.

Then out of the site near Mrrew left side she caught some kind of movement. Thinking to herself more then anything. "Hear kitty kitty come to sweet mama."

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew loooked behind him, and smirked to see that [member="Seanna Vel"] had wandered off. Probably figured he had no idea what he was doing. Or, prehaps, went off to track the animals. That's all fine and good for a few animals, but tracking 24 seperate ones? You need bait. Mrrew shrugged. He was yet to judge whether or not she knew what she was doing... She held the rifle with a sureness that suggested she'd shot them before- prehaps was even good at it. That's good. He didn't want her to shoot him by mistake. But had she shot at things that are trying to rip off her face? That's a whole different thing.

Mrrew caught movement near him, off to his side. Could be Seanna, or could be something dangerous. Ifd it was something dangerous, and he looked that way it would deter the predator. Make it think it lost it's element of stealth. Mrrew kept walking forwards, his ears twitching cosntantly for the slightest sound of the predator, his rifle raised and ready for when itpounced on it's 'unknowing' prey. Unless it was his hunting partner, of course. That woudl be awkward.
 
Very her vantage point. It was the way she was moving through the trees as if she started to blend herself into the trees itself finding that more and more she listen before moving on. Until that point where she felt them before she saw them. Having guessed what he had been doing all this time. Wanting nothing more then to make sure that he wasn't hurt in this little cat and lizard game.

With out a word waiting as she didn't want to chance then again there something else that she felt inside of herself. Then came the reason why she had came her as she save the first of the creatures make its present know. Squeezing of a shoot as she looked down the scope finding herself doing this for a three more. Not knowing how many was yet to be seen. Taking herself to find a way to go about this as she then once felt she could move bring herself closer to getting that feeling into the force it was more of a reaction. as she just had time to squeeze the trigger.

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew's ears twitched at the sound of [member="Seanna Vel"]'s firing. So much for tricking the Bha'lirs into ambushing them... Mrrew shrugged, and abruptly turned to where the creature, or creatures, were lurking in the shadows. Just in time to see another Bha'lir, nearlly grown enough to leave his pack, pounce at the Togorian. Mrrew didn't have time to think. On pure instinct, he raised his rifle, and fired a single dart straight into the furry mass of the creatuer's chest. It turned awkwardly in mid air, and landed in a heap a few meters away from Mrrew, snarling deep in it's throat as the tranqulizer took effect. Within seconds, it was sleeping away. Assuming there were at least five in the pack, anothre three should be lurking around, waiting for a chance to strike when the hunter's weren't looking. The Togorian looked over his shoulder, his ears twitching every which way for any sign ot the stalking predators.

However, they weren't going for Mrrew. The smaller prey is usually the easier prey.

(Sorry for bad rp, 'm tired. :p)

[member="Seanna Vel"]
 
Finding herself thinking like that of a wild creature only to feel that she knew where she need to point or at less the force let her. Breathing with out even raising her own breathing as it was controlled in the force. Having one in site as she fire going straight to one of the full adult of this group. After which time she flip down to be beside the big guy himself. "I count seven you think that last one there big guy', as if she spoke to soon.

Finding herself unable to speak just react as she got down and rolled as she shot through the head. As she rolling back up to her felt to the feet with a flip with her force. After which time "That what I got 4 now you got how many"

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew spun around as e heard the growl of the first Bha'lir. He'd hunted things as large as Leviothons, and bigger, but nothing was as effecient as a pack. Three wolves and bring down prey much more effetienly then a Rancor- simply because there's power in numbers. One distracts, another goes for the kill. Hence was the strategy of pack hunters. And that's what the Bha'lirs were doing. However- there's also satey in numbers. When two prey animals watch eachother's back, and fends off the carnivores. That's what the hunters were doing. Mrrew fired, sending a tranqulizer dart lodged into one Bha'lirs shoulder. And another, into another's gut. They were dropping like flies.[member="Seanna Vel"]
 
Finding herself up against the big guys back. One wouldn't help it but be learning as she went on this very first mission of hers. Finding that they would move together as a unit then to be a lone wolf. As it seem that this wouldn't work in this matter at hand. Teaching that wasn't something she had done for a while. Now it was her soaking in all that need to be done. Finding herself unable to move very fast. When they had done what they could with this pack not having a clue on how many would be in one pack.

"I know, sweet pea I'm new to this all hunting. I"m guess with my herd experience that as many as we need we going to have to look for a different pack and territory." , speaking to soon as she felt before it try to pounce on her being the smaller of the pair. As her quick reflexes saved her shooting a dark into the one which landed a few feet from her.

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew slowly stepped forwards as [member="Seanna Vel"] shot down the last predator. "Yep... Probably another two packs..." The Togorian looked around for a moment, frowning. It would take ages to find two more pack territories, as wel,l as the packs that inhabited them. They'd need bait. Of course he had plenty of it, stored away in his ship's freezer, for attracing animals... several banthas worth of various cuts of meat, bi products, and guts. But these were territorial animals, multiple packs probably wouldn't investigate the same source of bait... Probably... Mrrew glanced at Seanna, before pulling out his comlink, and stepping out or earshot. After a quick slightly one-sided conversation with the droids that kept his ship in one piece, Mrrew pocketed it again. "How well can you climb trees?"
 
Thinking the whole time just what was her partner up to. Shaking her own head. As she let herself wondering how long this little call was going to take. After which time she walked over to where the last one was taken down feeling for a strong beat. After which time she looked at him with a kind of smirk. "How could am I at climbing trees, will not a green horn I climb my share of trees.", giving a look up at the nearest one.


"What you have in mind Big Guy"

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Right after [member="Seanna Vel"] asked her question, it started raining meat. Haunches, legs, steaks, strings of intestines several feet long, roasts, t-bones. Pieces of Bantha meat bounced off tree branches, landing all around them and for about half a quarter of a mile all around. One string of intestines fell nicely around Mrrew's shoulders, like a paticularly gory scarf. He didn't seem to notice Droids were great with simple tasks. Tasks such as empty the bait freezer while flying the ship above the jungle. "It'll be easier to shoot every single predator, scavenger, and carrion bird within twenty miles if you're in a tree."
 
Blinking her eyes a few times before she could really understanding fully about what raining on them from above. "Oh..." her trap got closed again as some part of the Nerf inner hit her smack in the face. As that piece ran down the side of her face wiping it off with the back of her hand. "Heck beat a monkey lizard blood, or just drop half ton of meat down upon our location, boy.." when she had picked this mission thought it would be such a good fun time.

Okay maybe this was turning more into something enjoyable then she had first thought. Putting the rife on her back as she look upward now here was her little piece of meat pie. Reaching out in the force gathering energy from with in herself she took a leap upwards. Looking at him as she pushed herself upwards again finding a good perching branch. "I guess this one way to get extra bonus in stock I guess. "

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew smirked as [member="Seanna Vel"] jumped up a tree, and promptly sat down on the ground, beginning to rel;oad his rifle. Aft6er it had been reloaded, Mrrew glanced lazily around, and then proeccded to grab a large bantha ham... and started rubbing it all over his fur. He couldn't climb a tree. He didn't need to. He was the bait within the bait. Predators would show up for the meat, sure. And they'd take it back to their den. They neede dpredators to come, and stay. If they ran off with the meat, they couldn't get a shot at all the pack members. The pack may very well, however, fight off another predator wanting to get at their newfound meat rain. Even if the predator had a high powered rifle. Meanwhile, Seanna could easily pick them off from the treetops...
 
Oh this was going to be fun as she thought this to herself. Finding herself more then anything to the fact that this wasn't something she woke up today thinking. I'm going to be up in a tree and have meat raining on today. Laughing more of a chuckle to be growing loader. Stop short of a call, from some where up high in the tree. Looking threw the scope only came to the a very large looking wing creature that looked to have very large curve teeth.

Firing one after another as they seem to at first to come very caution. Then there seem to be a free for all. As she just started to fire at them. Shaking her own head all the time. "Heck be a Hutt to his mud pit."

[member="Mrrew"]
 
Mrrew looked around as every single thing that ate meat on the planet showed up. Small racoon-like creatures darted from the trees, snatched bits of meat, and ran back in. Large winged scavengers, or maybe they were predators, swooped down and started picking a the bits of meat. So far no larger carnivores.... But he could hear the faroff roars of warning that stated they were coming. Mrrew reached into his belt pockets, and poulled out a small leather sack, before starting to load his Chiru dart ammo into it. After loading about half of the ammo, a lot of ammo, into the bag, he flung it towards [member="Seanna Vel"]'s tree. She was going to need it. Afterwards, the Togorian simply grabbed a rather large rump roast, put it under his head like a pillow, and laid down. Being the bait was easy.
 

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