03-15-2009, 07:42 AM
Their scents waft the air, each individual odor doused in equally unpleasant aromas that stifled the baked desert breeze coasting through the opened cabin they resided within.
The waking bounties gaining the attention of the two rejoined members of the original hunters, tending and otherwise nursing the fragile cargo from their dreary states. Their dull chatter from the back seats meshed with the droning engine formed a ballad that waned attention to all too swiftly from the more important matters at hand.
It was no surprise that there was a certain degree of resentment coming from the rescued pair picked from the clutches of the dune seas- their discovery that the foremost objective of cashing in on the two spurred a great deal of controversy with the blond while the female driver largely kept to herself.
Curiously the halfling watched Orion with his head turned back into the cab, the cycloptic warrior remaining vigilant over his catch that began squirming back to a commendable awareness given the probable strength within the darts. He hadn't eased since returning from the brief walk of his, more so to the point he acquired a new found pass time of keeping tabs on that of their driver, catching eyes in one of the mirrors casually.
Kaden spoke even more reluctant to bide by the rules which had been brought into this reality show under, bolstering his view with a story that the man they looked to profit from was woven into some crime syndicate, ready to pick them off at a moment's notice. It was apparent that there wasn't going to be a cut and dry settlement with the boss come time for a paycheck.
If worst comes to worst, decoding one face to another told of little value as the hybrid sized the woman and the blond minding their movements down to the twitch of a muscle. There shouldn't be a moment's hesitation for those two.
From what he had been able to gather on the battlefield it appeared both hunters held a degree of techniques enough to rival and possibly surpass that of the two Saiyan warriors, at the very least hinder any chance of escaping unscathed. The woman, Piper as he heard, hadn't shown the slightest bit of physical prowess in either her fist combat or her capabilities with a type of energy blast. It looked as though her strength lay mostly in that of her hand weapon that resembled not too different from their issued tranquilizer guns.
For a moment Ares quietly stared at her, watching her eyes refocusing on the road after only a slight glance in the mirror. A move seeming odd given her concentration couldn't have been that easily interrupted by Orion's callous stare, not when there was no direct threat against a group member to speak of.
Kaden... the youth's attention turned to the man with a renewed thirst for inward contemplation. In the back he sat uneasily with the recovering pair still the slightest bit crossed with the conversation he had passed with the elder of the group. Ares laughed the slightest bit to himself; did he think offering solace to their prisoners would abdicate whatever malevolence he was committing?
He was the greatest liability to their success- made clear by the display the blond put on back in the nest of those troublesome insects. To the best of his recollection there were two costly techniques that made him unique to the rest of the party; his power to ultimately weaken a specific point of a target and the power to enhance it. There was no doubt that the human was able to produce amazing amounts of energy at any given time shown as he kept up with disabling the scorpions, not to mention an accuracy only seconded by that of the Piper's marksmanship.
The only hope that they could be taken down with as little injury to themselves as possible would be a surprise close-quarters attack, one that would never be expected and, with luck, be effective.
A sudden high pitched squeal produced from the engine tore Piper from the road, herself adding to the noise with her own irritatingly loud scream coming to a stop along the side of a beaten path. Without delay she pounced out the car door and into the engine as if she had been doing this sort of thing for years.
Piling out of the car the group now stood unproductively fretting over the state of their immobile vehicle. In the back their living cargo stirred with the slightest bit of rekindled strength.
"What do we do with them?" Ares spoke strolling over from alongside the jeep as he motioned over his shoulder. "They're not going to be so out-of-it for much longer,"
They were no less than a half day's trek on foot back to the mansion through the growth and with less daylight than when they started with there was a chance that night would be on them soon. Undoubtedly both disoriented Saiyans would be at least up in about if not more in the time it would take to hike back but they were of little options to choose from.
The hybrid spoke without making eye contact with Orion, knowing full well the Saiyan knew who he was speaking to. "There's a chance we can make it. Your catch won't be at full strength yet meaning we can use the material from their bags to make crude restraints to use. From here it looks to be a simple march up the trail." Ares smirked. "From not killing targets to escort missions," he turned a slight glance to his brethren. "Not the most efficient use of a warrior race, is it?"
The waking bounties gaining the attention of the two rejoined members of the original hunters, tending and otherwise nursing the fragile cargo from their dreary states. Their dull chatter from the back seats meshed with the droning engine formed a ballad that waned attention to all too swiftly from the more important matters at hand.
It was no surprise that there was a certain degree of resentment coming from the rescued pair picked from the clutches of the dune seas- their discovery that the foremost objective of cashing in on the two spurred a great deal of controversy with the blond while the female driver largely kept to herself.
Curiously the halfling watched Orion with his head turned back into the cab, the cycloptic warrior remaining vigilant over his catch that began squirming back to a commendable awareness given the probable strength within the darts. He hadn't eased since returning from the brief walk of his, more so to the point he acquired a new found pass time of keeping tabs on that of their driver, catching eyes in one of the mirrors casually.
Kaden spoke even more reluctant to bide by the rules which had been brought into this reality show under, bolstering his view with a story that the man they looked to profit from was woven into some crime syndicate, ready to pick them off at a moment's notice. It was apparent that there wasn't going to be a cut and dry settlement with the boss come time for a paycheck.
If worst comes to worst, decoding one face to another told of little value as the hybrid sized the woman and the blond minding their movements down to the twitch of a muscle. There shouldn't be a moment's hesitation for those two.
From what he had been able to gather on the battlefield it appeared both hunters held a degree of techniques enough to rival and possibly surpass that of the two Saiyan warriors, at the very least hinder any chance of escaping unscathed. The woman, Piper as he heard, hadn't shown the slightest bit of physical prowess in either her fist combat or her capabilities with a type of energy blast. It looked as though her strength lay mostly in that of her hand weapon that resembled not too different from their issued tranquilizer guns.
For a moment Ares quietly stared at her, watching her eyes refocusing on the road after only a slight glance in the mirror. A move seeming odd given her concentration couldn't have been that easily interrupted by Orion's callous stare, not when there was no direct threat against a group member to speak of.
Kaden... the youth's attention turned to the man with a renewed thirst for inward contemplation. In the back he sat uneasily with the recovering pair still the slightest bit crossed with the conversation he had passed with the elder of the group. Ares laughed the slightest bit to himself; did he think offering solace to their prisoners would abdicate whatever malevolence he was committing?
He was the greatest liability to their success- made clear by the display the blond put on back in the nest of those troublesome insects. To the best of his recollection there were two costly techniques that made him unique to the rest of the party; his power to ultimately weaken a specific point of a target and the power to enhance it. There was no doubt that the human was able to produce amazing amounts of energy at any given time shown as he kept up with disabling the scorpions, not to mention an accuracy only seconded by that of the Piper's marksmanship.
The only hope that they could be taken down with as little injury to themselves as possible would be a surprise close-quarters attack, one that would never be expected and, with luck, be effective.
A sudden high pitched squeal produced from the engine tore Piper from the road, herself adding to the noise with her own irritatingly loud scream coming to a stop along the side of a beaten path. Without delay she pounced out the car door and into the engine as if she had been doing this sort of thing for years.
Piling out of the car the group now stood unproductively fretting over the state of their immobile vehicle. In the back their living cargo stirred with the slightest bit of rekindled strength.
"What do we do with them?" Ares spoke strolling over from alongside the jeep as he motioned over his shoulder. "They're not going to be so out-of-it for much longer,"
They were no less than a half day's trek on foot back to the mansion through the growth and with less daylight than when they started with there was a chance that night would be on them soon. Undoubtedly both disoriented Saiyans would be at least up in about if not more in the time it would take to hike back but they were of little options to choose from.
The hybrid spoke without making eye contact with Orion, knowing full well the Saiyan knew who he was speaking to. "There's a chance we can make it. Your catch won't be at full strength yet meaning we can use the material from their bags to make crude restraints to use. From here it looks to be a simple march up the trail." Ares smirked. "From not killing targets to escort missions," he turned a slight glance to his brethren. "Not the most efficient use of a warrior race, is it?"