predator428,
Undefined,
16 years ago
(Sorry LH2, I like violent fights more then a friendly spar.)
Predator428 had decided to take a break from engineering duty to relax in the hydroponics lab. The hunter was still dressed in full armor, but had left his weaponry back in his cabin.
Predator428 took the time to breath in the delicious smell of the foliage, already aching to return to the Homeworld. The pleasantly thick gasses of his land were severely missed, he had been away for far to long. As the hunter walked across the thick grass carpeting the artificial soil, Predator428 detected movement in a nearby clearing. A low growl rumbled in his throat as the predator discovered the source. It was Lone Hunter 2, of the Hunter's Moon clan.
He had not had much association with this particular hunter before the retaking of this ship, but some new information about him had been enough to spark Predator428's interest. Apparently, Lone Hunter 2 was a lover of the humans. When he had first discovered this, Predator428 couldn't decide weither to be angered or amused. This "warrior" respected and even admired the human scum. Predator428 supposed he could beat some sense into the hunter's head, just to show him the true state of things.
Lone Hunter 2 gave a nod to Predator428, finishing up a few warmup exercises. The hunter didn't nod back, sparking the first sign of hostility. Predator428 wanted it to be clear that he had not come to socialize, unless one counted fierce combat as socializing.
"If it isn't the human lover", growled Predator428, taking a step closer to the predator. "It seems that you do not understand the natural order of things, let me show you the true manner in which the humans should be respected."
Predator428 pulled an object from his belt, its ivory material glistening in the chamber illumination. Predator428 raised the skull of the former marine Delta, and repeated a cycle of throwing and catching the round object in his palm. With a flick of his wrist, Predator428 struck Lone Hunter 2 across the face, cracking his trophy against the hunter's mandibles.