Post by Xuku on Sept 19, 2008 15:52:23 GMT -5
Novar's ship, The Zakkeg, exited hyperspace and entered the Dxun atmosphere. He landed it in a clearing, and lowered the exit ramp. Coming to the bottom of the ramp, he looked around. He hadn't been here in a while. Nothing much had changed. It was raining, waterfalls forming on nearby cliffs, Cannoks snooping around nearby. The dense jungle the same as always. He stepped of the ramp, and began walking around, examining his surroundings.
The Cannoks he had been willing to leave alone, until they started coming toward him. There were three of them. As the first one attempted to hit him with its head, he side stepped and ran it through with his vibroblade. He stepped back and shot the second, but the third jumped at him, knocking him to the ground and making him lose his grip on his weapons. It attempted to bite him while he was on the ground, but he bashed it on the side of the head with his right arm. He continued bashing it until it retreated a little ways, then he got up. After picking up his weapons, he shot it so it couldn't find another pack to hunt him in.
Then he heard a sound most Mandalorians prefer not to hear: the sound of a nearby group of Bomas, attracted to the noise he had made landing. Sounds like at least two, he thought. He used to hunt them, but it had been a while. He drew his weapons, vibroblade in his right hand and his blaster in his left. He saw the Bomas emerge from the jungle and into the clearing, and he took a shot at the first one.
The Cannoks he had been willing to leave alone, until they started coming toward him. There were three of them. As the first one attempted to hit him with its head, he side stepped and ran it through with his vibroblade. He stepped back and shot the second, but the third jumped at him, knocking him to the ground and making him lose his grip on his weapons. It attempted to bite him while he was on the ground, but he bashed it on the side of the head with his right arm. He continued bashing it until it retreated a little ways, then he got up. After picking up his weapons, he shot it so it couldn't find another pack to hunt him in.
Then he heard a sound most Mandalorians prefer not to hear: the sound of a nearby group of Bomas, attracted to the noise he had made landing. Sounds like at least two, he thought. He used to hunt them, but it had been a while. He drew his weapons, vibroblade in his right hand and his blaster in his left. He saw the Bomas emerge from the jungle and into the clearing, and he took a shot at the first one.