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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 16:35:03 GMT -5
A Bergrisi faced off with a group of humans. they armed only well enough so that they would make the show entertaining. they were were horribly outmatched however and were dead in well under half a minute. He may have signed his death warrant by making such quick work. it was obvious to the crowd he had spent almost no energy on the task. the match for the day already over, the audience began to leave.
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 16:44:20 GMT -5
The fight was over almost the minute that Vendren sat down. Disappointed by this he stood to leave when an idea came to him. After making his way through the crowd, the mercenary hopped into the arena. "Hey why don't you try taking me on," he called as he pulled out his saber and gun and got in a battle stance.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 16:52:38 GMT -5
The Bergrisi looked down at the Mantavalian that spoke to him. he had no idea what was just said, but looked at the stance the creature took before him. having not sheathed his sword yet or put his shield away, he too took on a combat stance, swinging with force that looked effortless for him, but due to the size of his muscles, this light swing for him meant death for most creatures that stood in its way.
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 17:04:22 GMT -5
Seeing the Bergrisi take a combat stance and swing his blade Vendren knew his challenge was accepted. He charged forward, firing his gun and dodging the swings of the massive blade as he did. Then as he neared the Gladiator he thrust his sword forward adding the momentum of his charge to his thrust.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 17:42:43 GMT -5
Smarter than others of his kind, the bullets were mostly blocked by the shield, which he slammed against his charging opponent, deflecting his blade and sending him toppling. the crowd was returning. Having learned a few words, he used one at this time: 'Submit.' His sword level with his already rising opponent.
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 18:02:15 GMT -5
Vendren used his Plasma-Beam gun to shoot a the feet off his opponent rolling away in the same instance. As he stood he turned the translator on his PT on. "I like you," the Mantalavian began as he delivered a horizontal slash quickly followed by a diagonal one with the same blade. "How would you like to work with me after this? The pay will be good and I could use someone of your obvious skill."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 18:09:51 GMT -5
Enoc never stopped moving, but his enemy was actually an interesting opponent. using a strange device, he could suddenly understand the mantavalian's words. "I am a prisoner here. if I try and leave, I die, and then they kill my tribe."
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 18:23:26 GMT -5
"You don't know much about Mantavalians do you?" Vendren dodged a close blow as he spoke. Although he had yet to be hit he knew he couldn't keep this up much longer and doubted he would win. "We have people everywhere and, as long as it's for my mission, the higher ups will use their influence to help me. You would be a great help in my mission so they will definitely help. They might even be able to protect the rest of your tribe if it would sweeten the deal, but that isn't going to be as positive of a possibility."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 18:28:48 GMT -5
Enoc couldn't tell whether this was a trick to make him lower his guard, or a genuine offer. either way, he did not understand what it meant. "We stop fighting now? I go back to cage and continue on. maybe you become prisoner and die fighting me some day." Enoc sheathed his sword, though the pair of three foot long bone spikes coming from his right forearm made is almost seem like he had done little by putting the massive claymore away. he kept the shield in front of him as he backed up however.
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 18:47:44 GMT -5
Vendren watched as the Bergrisi gladiator backed away and broght his PT up to his mouth. "HQ, this is #72 of Batch 6078. I need a prisoner of the Colosseum released. He is a Bergrisi that just fought against me in Colosseum 3, I believe his name is Enoc. He is very skilled and would be a great help in my mission. If possible I would like his tribe to be protected from future slavers and kidnappers."
"#72 of Batch 6078, your request has been accepted. The High Command will speak to his owners and if successful the Bergrisi will be released into Mantavalian custody as then brought to you. Wait by your ship. The protection of the tribe has yet to be approved."
With that finished Vendren turned off his comm and headed back to his ship, which he had follow him remotely from Virgo Colony.
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 19:35:43 GMT -5
Seeing Vendren return finally, he opened the ship up for him. "Nice of you to join me. Ready to make yourself useful? We're going to Colloseum #3 and busting some heads, twisting some arms, there may even be some dead people by the end of the night."
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 19:41:52 GMT -5
Vendren sighed slightly. Having just came from Colosseum 3 he was slightly annoyed that he would have to walk back. He was about ready to turnaround and walk back when he remembered the injured Guardian. "Is your friend alright?"
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 20:35:16 GMT -5
"She is dead. I am tasked with completing her mission."
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 14, 2011 20:42:08 GMT -5
"Well then, let us go to Colosseum 3." This said Vendren turned around cursing to himself that she died, since this meant a species clone could not be made. "Sorry the healing nanos didn't work. They were some of the best I had on me. Made of pure silver so they weren't cheap."
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Post by lordtovel on Sept 14, 2011 21:09:12 GMT -5
Victor's suit made a hissing noise as it injected Control Serum into him. "Let's go kill something. And don't bother with nanos with me." Victor informed Vendren that Vendren would free the prisoners, and rally them to aid in overthrowing their captors. He would use the commotion to sneak around and see what he can find out.
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