They clasped hands in a terse but fruitful shake, the sign of greeting between Saiyan and Human had been a legitimate and possibly, in time, a useful one at that.
"Kaden," the tension that had christened his posture noticeably slackened now that the human wasn't a complete stranger anymore. "Human, uh... just human, to be exact." a bit of a stammer but at least he was more at ease.
Turning towards the younger warrior the two engaged in the mutual exchange of respect once more. "Name's Ares, Saiyan as well. A pleasure, Kaden."
Now with formalities out of the way the youth turned himself more towards the immediate demands at hand; those they would be tracking in the hours to come. He left the pair to their discussion, taking up the supplied gear with a keen interest to what these 'provided provisions' would amount to.
The food smelt of the leather though had the taste of the human he had sampled earlier... perhaps a sun-dried jerky. A strange set of misshapen, plastic-sealed snacks and a pair of water bottles told their time out may or may not be as prolonged as had first been anticipated. The map offered the general landmass and several various locations by which the convicts in question were supposed to be held up or at least wandering about in.
He wandered the map with an index finger attempting to distinguish various advantageous; the desert held a certain homely appeal not to mention with the distance at hand would provide decent hunting with little to no cover in favor of the opposition. Then again the prospects offered in terms of room-to-room excursions found near the abandoned towns might be a little more suited for taking out opponents quickly.
Finding what he had been most curious with, the youth withdrew from the bag his designated delinquent demoralizer by which he examined with the slightest bit of distaste. Using weapons wasn't something the teen was exactly horrible at, in all regards he was quite capable of taking on and handling any various assortment of armaments given his training. The fact that this would dismiss any chance of engaging in ample hands on combat often during this competition almost tempted him to intentionally sabotage this gun of his.
"Hm," mentally defeating himself he sighed, carrying on with sizing up the pistol by its caliber and construction.
Without a moment's warning a shrill sounding yell pierced what silence Ares had been engulfed in. Loading the weapon as if it were second nature be stepped into the open. Over near the outskirts of the camp the commotion aroused had been caused between the woman and that creature, as Orion had so elegantly put it.
The peculiar lizard beast stood in an indecisive pose eying the imposing figure that was the mansion stationed but a few yards from the respective campsite.
Even through the layers of armored, flamboyantly colored skin the Saiyan was able to predict with accuracy his moves with the small twitches of muscle flexing beneath the surface of its epidermis.
A small spurt of air issued, pushing the drugged dart forth from the inner chambers towards its target in that of the local security guard's chest with amazing inhuman precision. Wincing only catching sight of his fate at the last moment the suited officer tumbled backwards shaken from his superior stature, looking up at the teenage fighter who stood before him. Between the boy's fingers rested the discharged dart resting easily whilst its captor inspected its flawless design.
"Guess there won't be any worry about the lizard after all." rolling the tranquilizer through his fingers he smirked, inquisitive to see the repercussions of treason considering the game hasn't even gotten underway yet.
"Kaden," the tension that had christened his posture noticeably slackened now that the human wasn't a complete stranger anymore. "Human, uh... just human, to be exact." a bit of a stammer but at least he was more at ease.
Turning towards the younger warrior the two engaged in the mutual exchange of respect once more. "Name's Ares, Saiyan as well. A pleasure, Kaden."
Now with formalities out of the way the youth turned himself more towards the immediate demands at hand; those they would be tracking in the hours to come. He left the pair to their discussion, taking up the supplied gear with a keen interest to what these 'provided provisions' would amount to.
The food smelt of the leather though had the taste of the human he had sampled earlier... perhaps a sun-dried jerky. A strange set of misshapen, plastic-sealed snacks and a pair of water bottles told their time out may or may not be as prolonged as had first been anticipated. The map offered the general landmass and several various locations by which the convicts in question were supposed to be held up or at least wandering about in.
He wandered the map with an index finger attempting to distinguish various advantageous; the desert held a certain homely appeal not to mention with the distance at hand would provide decent hunting with little to no cover in favor of the opposition. Then again the prospects offered in terms of room-to-room excursions found near the abandoned towns might be a little more suited for taking out opponents quickly.
Finding what he had been most curious with, the youth withdrew from the bag his designated delinquent demoralizer by which he examined with the slightest bit of distaste. Using weapons wasn't something the teen was exactly horrible at, in all regards he was quite capable of taking on and handling any various assortment of armaments given his training. The fact that this would dismiss any chance of engaging in ample hands on combat often during this competition almost tempted him to intentionally sabotage this gun of his.
"Hm," mentally defeating himself he sighed, carrying on with sizing up the pistol by its caliber and construction.
Without a moment's warning a shrill sounding yell pierced what silence Ares had been engulfed in. Loading the weapon as if it were second nature be stepped into the open. Over near the outskirts of the camp the commotion aroused had been caused between the woman and that creature, as Orion had so elegantly put it.
The peculiar lizard beast stood in an indecisive pose eying the imposing figure that was the mansion stationed but a few yards from the respective campsite.
Even through the layers of armored, flamboyantly colored skin the Saiyan was able to predict with accuracy his moves with the small twitches of muscle flexing beneath the surface of its epidermis.
A small spurt of air issued, pushing the drugged dart forth from the inner chambers towards its target in that of the local security guard's chest with amazing inhuman precision. Wincing only catching sight of his fate at the last moment the suited officer tumbled backwards shaken from his superior stature, looking up at the teenage fighter who stood before him. Between the boy's fingers rested the discharged dart resting easily whilst its captor inspected its flawless design.
"Guess there won't be any worry about the lizard after all." rolling the tranquilizer through his fingers he smirked, inquisitive to see the repercussions of treason considering the game hasn't even gotten underway yet.