S.S.D.D. +The Mandalorian Zabrak Chronicle+

[Thraxis]

As Thraxis saw the beast a twisted smile grew over his face, pulling out his DEMP, though had no intention of going to run at it head on. Quickly he started to fire his rifle, once its attention was garnered he turned on his Rocket boots and zoomed through the corridors, letting loose ineffective rounds at it, "Damn it! This thing dosent work on bigger targets I suppose." he said nonchalantly before moving further down the hall with the beast on his tail.

"Well Screw you too you beast of fangs! I hope you get space cancer!" he yelled before throwing his body around the corridors, hoping that he would encounter Kaster, hoping he can handle this thing better then he could, I suppose I am a tad under-prepared for this crap. He thought to himself as he fled from the beast, though that smile kept across his face.
[member="Kaster Sane"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

What the Kark?!?! He swore as he heard the roar of the rancor once again this time followed by the sounds of blaster fire. [member="Thraxis"] must have found the beast, And now it sounded pissed. with a shake of his head and an almost annoyed groan he turned the corner just in time to see the drunken male fly across the up coming four way intersection, His gun firing shots at something Kaster could not yet see.

BOOM BOOM BOOM Came the crashing steps of the rancor as it chased after Thraxis.

Kaster, using the sound of the steps to judge the relative distance, Aimed his blaster carbine down the hallway, ready to blast the beast once it came into site. Three......Two.....One He counted down in his mind before depressing the trigger allowing several bright red blaster bolts to scream thru the air as they flew down the corridor and crashed violently into the rancors face and eyes. With a painful roar the bloody and blind rancor turned towards Sane just in time to catch six more blaster bolts center mass to its chest before falling dead with a whining groan

 

[Thraxis]

As Thraxis flew threw the corridors he started to hear a beeping on his HUD Interface, "Huh. Guess the boots are running outta juice." he said as he slowly started to break the flying and change into a running motion, quickly feeling as his speed dropped as soon as the boots were switched off.

Though lucky for him he turned to see that the Rancor had been downed by what he assumed was Kaster's blaster bolts. He started to walk over to the kill, eying over its skin to see that it was in fact the blaster bolts that did it in. "Huh. Guess I didn't need to give it space cancer." he chuckled as he pulled the bottle back over his lips to remember that he chugged it all down before getting here.
[member="Kaster Sane"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

I don't think your little gun works on rancor man He stated with a slight chuckle as he walked up beside [member="Thraxis"] and slapped his hand onto the man's shoulder and started to laugh.

All jokes aside he was glad the man had been distracted the massive beast and wondered if this is what happened to the crew. Removing his hand from Thraxis' shoulder Kas started scanning down the corridors wondering which one to take first before finally deciding to just ask his drunken counterpart... Which corridor shall we take first? You decide there Killer

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis just looked between each of there guns, "Dunno why. My guns bout' as powerful as a blaster rifle. Guess I just don't have all too good of an aim." he retorted with a smile as he turned to Kaster.

"So I getta lead the charge huh? Well first we should skin the beast. Its hide seems pretty nice. Next lets look for booze." he proposed as an idea. It seemed like booze was in short supply and the more beer the merrier.
[member="Kaster Sane"]

 

[Kaster Sane]

[member="Thraxis"]

It sounded like as good a plan as any to him, so with a shrug of his shoulders Kas drew his Beskar Bowie knife fro the sheath on his hip and started the tedious task of skinning the dead rancor. The smell was not pleasant be any means but that didn't bother the Zabrak as he done what needed to be done and in no time at all the rancor lay there skinless and the hide now sealed in a special pack made for such thing.

With that done Kas looked to [member="Thraxis"] and asked rather bluntly... Where ya think they keep the booze around here man? The Mando could definitely use a drink about now, And this mission just seemed to get stranger as they continued.

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis peered at the knife as it heaved through the flesh, the sound of metal tearing through its flesh was not to common in the galaxy anymore, or at least in his line of work. Its echoing voice mesmerizing to his ears as he almost become entranced in the sheer intoxicating noise. But was brough tback to reality by Kasters inquiry.

"Well. In a ship like this. I would say it is not outside the ship, but somewhere inside." he said, believing it to be witty since he had little to no idea where it really was.
[member="Kaster Sane"]