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REP: +$75 Fullbody +$50 Bounty +$50 Background Shaded +$80 Solo Lit 1156 words
=$255
The air was clean, that’s the first thing Bazzili thought as he left his ship, this planet wasn’t as advanced as others, honestly it was borderline medieval. The coordinates on his radar signaling him where he had to go. His mechanical suit clanking, the sound of its engine, barely audible. He kept making his way through a dense forest up towards what seemed like an old abandoned temple. He didn’t waste time in the village, too much hassle to explain.

He stood in the red archway in front of the temple, an old well in the center and behind it the now overgrown temple, leaving its former glory now just an echo of what it used to be. Bazzili felt observed like the eyes of a hungry predator stalking its prey a feeling Bazzili was accustomed to a feeling he understood all too well.

A slight breeze rustled the trees and grass, an odd silence except for the passing breeze. Out of nowhere a loud guttural scream ringed from the bowels of the temple. Bazzili unnerved quickly switched one of his robotic hands, the Quantum cube changing one of his fists into what looked like a large circular barrel. “COME OUT YA BETCH! I AINT GOT ALL DAY!” he informed his bounty a circular like metallic ball being launched from his arm into the inside of the Temple. A loud bang was heard and smoke instantly rushed out of the temple. Poison clouds weren’t his specialty but it would prove to be effective a figure jumping from the entrance parting through the smokescreen. She landed ferally onto the floor, the ground shaking a bit under her from the pure force she emanated. Her mouth opened up revealing the pristine denture of the creature.

“Mister Bazzili? Is that you?” a voice behind him caught him off guard. He swiftly turned his fist about to crash down on the unwelcomed guest. He stopped mere inched from the face. Lilth was standing in front of him. Her short white hair rustling in the breeze, her kind blue eyes looking at him with a mixture of pain and sorrow. She still wore her Mecha’s suit. He stood there fist mere inches from her face, she put a hand on the arm of his suit, slowly bringing it down. “Mister Bazzili I’ve missed you so much.” She looks at him her hand coming up to his face.

Bazzili felt his eyes starting to moisten as he felt the sudden urge to cry. But he knew better, he looked at her with a pained expression “You’re… not... Real” he mumbled his voice low almost as if he didnt want to hear his own words. “You’re… j..just a…” he trembled fear filling his mind, he couldn’t say it he just- As he stood there unmoving the Kishi delivered a charge that shook the whole suit taking it with her as she tackled Bazzili into one of the trees. The tree cracking under the heavy impact taking it and Bazzili to the ground, The Kishi not giving him even a moment to breathe as she jumped on him her mouth opening up saliva dropping onto his suit as she lunged headfirst towards Bazzilis own head. He cursed the heavy visor quickly covering his face protecting him from her mandibles, but even then her crushing maw was starting to break the spacial tempered glass.

He quickly brought his large fist to her head throwing her off him with force, her body crashing against a tree. She grunted but to little results, Bazzilis Suit got up. His smoke launcher hand, returning to a fist. Bazzilis breathing was heavy and labored. He took a couple more pained breaths before starting to let out a Howl of pure agony and anger. His scream reverberating in the forest almost as loudly as the Kishi’s, this was truly a battle of monsters.

She roared in response to him charging again, but Bazzili was having none of it his fist shot out latching straight onto her face. The cord locking into place instead of bringing her back. He heaved with all of his strength raising her from the ground into the air, and then bringing into the ground all the while screaming at the top of his lungs bloody murder. He didn’t give her respite not a single moment to think or escape as he kept raising her and bringing her down against the floor. Trees crashed around him, his fist still clamped onto her face the cord pulled her in, and before it even locked back into place he let out another punch the four antenna’s lighting up impulsing his fist to new dangerously deadly heights. As her body flew back all the way to the temple’s arch.

The Kishis head throbbing with pain yet she was still slowly but surely getting to her feet but by the time she did Bazzili again clamped her head in his vice-like hold. He brought her up against the arch’s column. Now in pure silence just watching as his hand slowly but surely started applying more pressure onto her head, blood starting to sputter out, she tried to claw at his arm trying desperately to pull back and getaway. She kept clawing with feverish energy fighting for her life, her claws starting to break and bleed against the reinforced material of his arm. He held her like this,slowly squashing her head as her arms stopped flailing around, only being able to hold on to the arm her attempts now pathetic.

Bazzili looked at her as her life slowly left her body and when he had enough he crushed it like a ripe fruit, gore, and viscera coating his hand as he let her go, her body dropping to the floor and hear head squelching onto the ground with a sickening sound. He looked at her body for a bit, soon starting to feel the deep rage in him starting to quell but never subside. He didnt say a word, he had come for a bounty and he now had it.

Yet he couldn’t get the image of Lilth out of his head. She was the same as he remembered her, same hair, eyes smile even the way she spoke it all sounded so similar but he knew it had to be of the Kishi’s doing…. Bazzili stopped caring he was done with thinking he was reaching a breaking point which he did not want to cross. He teleported the corpse back onto the ship he made his way back in silence, drowning the stray thoughts and skeletons which were trying to bust out of the closet.

He sat at his control pad, a large tankard of beer in his metallic grasp the other scrolling lazily through the bounties claiming his most recent one. A task which he had severely found unpleasant and would now pay more attention at the bounties description.

Description

REP: +$75 Fullbody +$50 Bounty +$50 Background Shaded +$80 Solo Lit 1156 words
=$255
The air was clean, that’s the first thing Bazzili thought as he left his ship, this planet wasn’t as advanced as others, honestly it was borderline medieval. The coordinates on his radar signaling him where he had to go. His mechanical suit clanking, the sound of its engine, barely audible. He kept making his way through a dense forest up towards what seemed like an old abandoned temple. He didn’t waste time in the village, too much hassle to explain.

He stood in the red archway in front of the temple, an old well in the center and behind it the now overgrown temple, leaving its former glory now just an echo of what it used to be. Bazzili felt observed like the eyes of a hungry predator stalking its prey a feeling Bazzili was accustomed to a feeling he understood all too well.

A slight breeze rustled the trees and grass, an odd silence except for the passing breeze. Out of nowhere a loud guttural scream ringed from the bowels of the temple. Bazzili unnerved quickly switched one of his robotic hands, the Quantum cube changing one of his fists into what looked like a large circular barrel. “COME OUT YA BETCH! I AINT GOT ALL DAY!” he informed his bounty a circular like metallic ball being launched from his arm into the inside of the Temple. A loud bang was heard and smoke instantly rushed out of the temple. Poison clouds weren’t his specialty but it would prove to be effective a figure jumping from the entrance parting through the smokescreen. She landed ferally onto the floor, the ground shaking a bit under her from the pure force she emanated. Her mouth opened up revealing the pristine denture of the creature.

“Mister Bazzili? Is that you?” a voice behind him caught him off guard. He swiftly turned his fist about to crash down on the unwelcomed guest. He stopped mere inched from the face. Lilth was standing in front of him. Her short white hair rustling in the breeze, her kind blue eyes looking at him with a mixture of pain and sorrow. She still wore her Mecha’s suit. He stood there fist mere inches from her face, she put a hand on the arm of his suit, slowly bringing it down. “Mister Bazzili I’ve missed you so much.” She looks at him her hand coming up to his face.

Bazzili felt his eyes starting to moisten as he felt the sudden urge to cry. But he knew better, he looked at her with a pained expression “You’re… not... Real” he mumbled his voice low almost as if he didnt want to hear his own words. “You’re… j..just a…” he trembled fear filling his mind, he couldn’t say it he just- As he stood there unmoving the Kishi delivered a charge that shook the whole suit taking it with her as she tackled Bazzili into one of the trees. The tree cracking under the heavy impact taking it and Bazzili to the ground, The Kishi not giving him even a moment to breathe as she jumped on him her mouth opening up saliva dropping onto his suit as she lunged headfirst towards Bazzilis own head. He cursed the heavy visor quickly covering his face protecting him from her mandibles, but even then her crushing maw was starting to break the spacial tempered glass.

He quickly brought his large fist to her head throwing her off him with force, her body crashing against a tree. She grunted but to little results, Bazzilis Suit got up. His smoke launcher hand, returning to a fist. Bazzilis breathing was heavy and labored. He took a couple more pained breaths before starting to let out a Howl of pure agony and anger. His scream reverberating in the forest almost as loudly as the Kishi’s, this was truly a battle of monsters.

She roared in response to him charging again, but Bazzili was having none of it his fist shot out latching straight onto her face. The cord locking into place instead of bringing her back. He heaved with all of his strength raising her from the ground into the air, and then bringing into the ground all the while screaming at the top of his lungs bloody murder. He didn’t give her respite not a single moment to think or escape as he kept raising her and bringing her down against the floor. Trees crashed around him, his fist still clamped onto her face the cord pulled her in, and before it even locked back into place he let out another punch the four antenna’s lighting up impulsing his fist to new dangerously deadly heights. As her body flew back all the way to the temple’s arch.

The Kishis head throbbing with pain yet she was still slowly but surely getting to her feet but by the time she did Bazzili again clamped her head in his vice-like hold. He brought her up against the arch’s column. Now in pure silence just watching as his hand slowly but surely started applying more pressure onto her head, blood starting to sputter out, she tried to claw at his arm trying desperately to pull back and getaway. She kept clawing with feverish energy fighting for her life, her claws starting to break and bleed against the reinforced material of his arm. He held her like this,slowly squashing her head as her arms stopped flailing around, only being able to hold on to the arm her attempts now pathetic.

Bazzili looked at her as her life slowly left her body and when he had enough he crushed it like a ripe fruit, gore, and viscera coating his hand as he let her go, her body dropping to the floor and hear head squelching onto the ground with a sickening sound. He looked at her body for a bit, soon starting to feel the deep rage in him starting to quell but never subside. He didnt say a word, he had come for a bounty and he now had it.

Yet he couldn’t get the image of Lilth out of his head. She was the same as he remembered her, same hair, eyes smile even the way she spoke it all sounded so similar but he knew it had to be of the Kishi’s doing…. Bazzili stopped caring he was done with thinking he was reaching a breaking point which he did not want to cross. He teleported the corpse back onto the ship he made his way back in silence, drowning the stray thoughts and skeletons which were trying to bust out of the closet.

He sat at his control pad, a large tankard of beer in his metallic grasp the other scrolling lazily through the bounties claiming his most recent one. A task which he had severely found unpleasant and would now pay more attention at the bounties description.