The Troskcan looked up at the Reptilia as he exited the room. The word kept repeating itself in his head, Khete...... Khete........ Khete...... The Troskcan began to think back to his childhood. Those days he spent at school before he was taken by the Earth family. He remembers the kid's hurtful words, "You're nothing but a Khete." "Stupid Khete!" "Run from the Khete!!" THe word tore through him like a knife tears flesh. The painful memories of his childhood were begining to overwhelm him.
"I'm gonna turn in for the night." Trylk said as he walked back to the bunk area silently.
"In my society, I never had a "momma", or a "house", I had a clan, and I killed for that clan since the day I was born. At least in my society, we keep the weak for slaves. Our young don't need to sell out to humans if they are born without our natural abilities. he sneered, hoping it stung the insolent Troska.
"You're people WERE the reason I could not sleep at night, I HAD TO KILL YOUR KIND TO DEFEND IT, AND I WOULDN'T HESITATE TO RESUME MY DUTIES AS EXECUTIONER IN THIS ROOM!" spittle flew from his fangs as he yelled, his scales turned a deep scarlet as his muscles flexed in anticipation of this man making the first move.
"You take that tone with me again boy, and your family will not find your remains."
The Troskca laughed and began to circle the Reptilia "Boy you really don't know who you are talking to do ya?" He in a calm and cool voice, "I have had over 100 years of training in live combat situations, for all you know I could have planted an explosive on you without your knowing," the Troskca continued, "Let me give you a history lesson, since your ignorance seems to surpass even that of a Gamad." The Troskca pulled out a cigarette and lit it, took a long drag and still continued, "You see about 150 years ago your kind was enslaved by none other than the Rydons. Now we, The New Earths Marine Corps. actually went in, and saved your asses. We drove the Rydons out of your pathetic excuse for a planet and set you free. About 50 years later your planet made a formal threat on New Earth, now of course we didn't take that lightly so we traveled to your planet to tried and PEACEFULLY resolve the conflict. We were greeted by a hail of gunfire, thus starting the 50 year war between New Earth and Fauna." He took another drag from his cigarette. "So think before you speak boy, it wasn't our fault you grew up in a living Hell, you have your own kind to blame for that." The Troskca said as he took walked back to his seat.
Trylk sat a listened to the briefing A little vague,He thought Oh well as long as I get paid.
Suddenly the Reptylia stood up and looked at Oltu, "So... is that it? Is that all we are going on for this entire mission? Intelligence is key in a business such as this, I won't try to deny that I've played assassin before, and with this shabby level of pre-planning, you'll get every one of us killed. he said as he glared at the Troska, and quickly gazed around the room at the rest of the crew.
"From the looks of it, we'll need every advantage we'll get." he snapped, looking at everybody, as if he was thier superior.
Trylk felt his blood begin to boil, his face turned a beat red. "Boy, do you know who you are talking too?!" he erupted "You think you have all the expirence in the world, your fresh out of your mommas house! I've been fighting in wars since you were nothing more than a wet dream of your daddy! I'm the reason you were able to sleep at night knowing that your planet wasn't going to get blown to bits! So, I suggest you sit down and shut that ugly ass face of yours up before I blow it all the way back to that shit stain planet you came from!" Trylk said as he looked the Reptilia directly in the eyes, waiting for a response.
Trylk was awoken from his nap when he heard a loud voice come over the intercom. "Everybody on the ship, report back to the cargo area at the entrance of the ship for mission debriefing."
Finally the Troskca thought as he got up and followed the signs which led him to the cargo area, seeing the blind man and the sniper inside. "Where the Hell is everybody else?" he asked Aleksey as he found a seat and awaited his commanders briefing.
"Well enough bickering, we are obviously going to have to learn to work together well, and the first thing I should know is your names, my name is Zip Mackenzie, and you?"
"Trylk Odgen, former commander of Infantry 336 of the New Earths Marine Corps. I apologize for the ill temper, lack of sleep. I see you have some cigarettes, mind if I take one?" The Troskca said as he extended his hand. "You seem like a decent enough kid. Now that I know your not a pussy I think me and you will get along just fine"
The Troskca looked at the young man inside the ship, who appeared to have come from no where. "Who wants to know?" Trylk asked as he looked the boy over.
"Well, actually, everybody is adapting all the time, my mother used to read me a book by somebody named Darwin. He says that everything is adapting all the time to become the best species of creature. So, when you say that you had to use your natural instinct to save your ship, blindy over here had to use his natural instinct to make himself learn the technology."
"Do you know who you are talking to boy?" Trylk said as he flashed his dog tags to the boy. "I'm the reason your able to be on this ship with this fine group of boys doin' whatever the hell it is we are about to be doin'. So, I suggest you think twice before condradicting me or so help me God I will blow your ever living head clear of your shoulders." The troskca Snarled at the human. He reached for his revolver, took it out, and pointed it straight between the young boys eyes. "You wanna die b- AHAHAHA OH MY GOODNESS! YOU SHOULDA SEEN THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE!!! Im not gonna kill ya kid, I'm just yankin your chain."
"Do you know how blind people survive in this world?" Aleksey responded, "We adapt, we learn how to listen, how to feel. We train our bodies to fuse ourselves with technology. We learn how to adapt ones neural center to communicate with microscopic chips. That is how I last."
"Now boy don't start lecturing me about adapting. You have no idea what adapting really is. Back when I was fighting in the Galaxy Wars and our ship was being blow to bits do you think we had technology to help us adapt? No. We had to use our natural instinct." Trylk responded sternly.
The Troskca entered the ship, "Well the interior seems to be nicer than I thought, maybe these guys aren't a bunch of dumbasses." Trylk took a seat on the left side of the ship and saw that blind man having a conversation with the man who carried him in. The t\Troskca simply listened and watched the other bounty hunters. He reached for his front pouch, "Aw Hell, outta cigarettes." He said to himself. Well looks like Im outta luck, might as well see what that blind guy is doing here. "You, blind man, what brings you to this job. You certainly won't last without the ability to see."
Trylk followed the group of men to the large ship. He examined the ships hull and craftsmanship. "Not half bad." he commented. "Although its nothing compared to the old Marine ship." He thought back to those times, Those men were my brothers... I let them down... He quickly snapped out of his flashback and continued to enter the ship, when he suddenly notice a seemingly blind man being carried by another man. Friggin humans.
The Troskca sat at the end of the bar, swigging his drink. He was about 8'1'', and had cold eyes that had seen things no living being should have. He pulled a cigarette out of his pouch, put it to his lips, and lit it. He swiveled in his seat and surveyed the bar, and noticed a poster. Wanted: Looking for new members of the Revenants, a bounty hunting guild."Well I am sold." The Troskca mubled to himself. He then noticed a two men watching him read the sign. "You Dorf and Olta?" he asked.
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The Troskcan looked up at the Reptilia as he exited the room. The word kept repeating itself in his head, Khete...... Khete........ Khete...... The Troskcan began to think back to his childhood. Those days he spent at school before he was taken by the Earth family. He remembers the kid's hurtful words, "You're nothing but a Khete." "Stupid Khete!" "Run from the Khete!!" THe word tore through him like a knife tears flesh. The painful memories of his childhood were begining to overwhelm him.
"I'm gonna turn in for the night." Trylk said as he walked back to the bunk area silently.
"You're people WERE the reason I could not sleep at night, I HAD TO KILL YOUR KIND TO DEFEND IT, AND I WOULDN'T HESITATE TO RESUME MY DUTIES AS EXECUTIONER IN THIS ROOM!" spittle flew from his fangs as he yelled, his scales turned a deep scarlet as his muscles flexed in anticipation of this man making the first move.
"You take that tone with me again boy, and your family will not find your remains."
The Troskca laughed and began to circle the Reptilia "Boy you really don't know who you are talking to do ya?" He in a calm and cool voice, "I have had over 100 years of training in live combat situations, for all you know I could have planted an explosive on you without your knowing," the Troskca continued, "Let me give you a history lesson, since your ignorance seems to surpass even that of a Gamad." The Troskca pulled out a cigarette and lit it, took a long drag and still continued, "You see about 150 years ago your kind was enslaved by none other than the Rydons. Now we, The New Earths Marine Corps. actually went in, and saved your asses. We drove the Rydons out of your pathetic excuse for a planet and set you free. About 50 years later your planet made a formal threat on New Earth, now of course we didn't take that lightly so we traveled to your planet to tried and PEACEFULLY resolve the conflict. We were greeted by a hail of gunfire, thus starting the 50 year war between New Earth and Fauna." He took another drag from his cigarette. "So think before you speak boy, it wasn't our fault you grew up in a living Hell, you have your own kind to blame for that." The Troskca said as he took walked back to his seat.
Suddenly the Reptylia stood up and looked at Oltu, "So... is that it? Is that all we are going on for this entire mission? Intelligence is key in a business such as this, I won't try to deny that I've played assassin before, and with this shabby level of pre-planning, you'll get every one of us killed. he said as he glared at the Troska, and quickly gazed around the room at the rest of the crew.
"From the looks of it, we'll need every advantage we'll get." he snapped, looking at everybody, as if he was thier superior.
Trylk felt his blood begin to boil, his face turned a beat red. "Boy, do you know who you are talking too?!" he erupted "You think you have all the expirence in the world, your fresh out of your mommas house! I've been fighting in wars since you were nothing more than a wet dream of your daddy! I'm the reason you were able to sleep at night knowing that your planet wasn't going to get blown to bits! So, I suggest you sit down and shut that ugly ass face of yours up before I blow it all the way back to that shit stain planet you came from!" Trylk said as he looked the Reptilia directly in the eyes, waiting for a response.
Finally the Troskca thought as he got up and followed the signs which led him to the cargo area, seeing the blind man and the sniper inside. "Where the Hell is everybody else?" he asked Aleksey as he found a seat and awaited his commanders briefing.
"Trylk Odgen, former commander of Infantry 336 of the New Earths Marine Corps. I apologize for the ill temper, lack of sleep. I see you have some cigarettes, mind if I take one?" The Troskca said as he extended his hand. "You seem like a decent enough kid. Now that I know your not a pussy I think me and you will get along just fine"
The Troskca looked at the young man inside the ship, who appeared to have come from no where. "Who wants to know?" Trylk asked as he looked the boy over.
"Do you know who you are talking to boy?" Trylk said as he flashed his dog tags to the boy. "I'm the reason your able to be on this ship with this fine group of boys doin' whatever the hell it is we are about to be doin'. So, I suggest you think twice before condradicting me or so help me God I will blow your ever living head clear of your shoulders." The troskca Snarled at the human. He reached for his revolver, took it out, and pointed it straight between the young boys eyes. "You wanna die b- AHAHAHA OH MY GOODNESS! YOU SHOULDA SEEN THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE!!! Im not gonna kill ya kid, I'm just yankin your chain."
"Now boy don't start lecturing me about adapting. You have no idea what adapting really is. Back when I was fighting in the Galaxy Wars and our ship was being blow to bits do you think we had technology to help us adapt? No. We had to use our natural instinct." Trylk responded sternly.