"Droid fly above and locate the fighters," Owen said, "Then relay there movments and locations to us. Make this round go a lot faster then Fredric wants, which means less money for him."

"Yes, sir." The Droid replied as it flew up into the air.

Soon enough small red dots started blinking on his wrist-comp and the droid spoke into there com-links giving exact locations of the fighters.

"Time to get to work," Owen said happily and loaded his blaster and took off in a run. This would be over in no time.



(((OOC: This music is being played in the background while Owen kills stuff.)))

Rasper did similar to Owen and ran off to two nearby red dots. He rounded a corner and saw what looked like some old ruins of a temple. He approached cautiously and entered. It was dark but Rasper heard noise in a nearby room. Rasper approached and saw two fighter battling it out in a Melee duel. One was a trandoshan and the other a Kaleesh warrior. Rasper walked into view but he was unnoticed to the two fighters. He calmly raised his repeater and fired upon the fighters killing both of them. The collapsed next to each other and Rasper walked out of the ruins.

Rasper walked from the ruins towards where he heard Owen off in the distance. As he was walking he heard a low buzzing in the distance east of where Owen was. The buzzing got louder and Rasper turned and saw a man on a speeder bike hurdling towards him. The bike had a long blade on the front and was approaching very rapidly. Rasper raised his repeater and fired at the speeder. The blaster fire bounced off the bike and a couple shots struck the rider but he was unfazed. Rasper fired some more and every shot hit the rider who was still unfazed.

"What the..?"

The speeder reached Rasper as the blade came towards him at tremendous speed. Rasper went to jump to the side then suddenly a blade came out from each side of the bike ready to slice anyone that did try to out maneuver it.

Rasper then did the only thing he could do, he jumped right at the speeder just barley clearing the front blade and grabbed onto the riders neck and shoulder as the bike flew past. Rasper expected to pull the rider off the bike but the rider barley moved. When Rasper got a good look at the rider he realized why the blaster shots had done nothing, the rider was a droid.

Rasper could do nothing but hold on as they hurdled down past the old ruins and buildings. They were leaving the area very quickly and Rasper had no idea where they were going. The droid reached behind it and grabbed Rasper and tossed him forward. Rasper flew forwards and landed on the handle bars, he tried to grab something but missed and he slid off the bike but before totally falling off he grabbed on to the side foot rest. Rasper was barley holding on when the droid rider pushed forward on the throttle and went faster. Rasper gritted his teeth and he was dragged down the dirt and rock covered ground. If Rasper slipped the side blade would cut him in half. Rasper could feel fingers starting to slip as the bike continued to gain more and more speed.

Mandrayk continues to watch the bloody spectacle of the arena with casual ease as fighter are maimed, burned and disembowelled in the name of entrainment. Who ever said live theatre was dead. Rasper and Owen had collected his little helping hand, good it would pay to keep it alive its advice in later stages will be important.

“Sir the grids lighting up over half the sector is watching, were getting special requests and payment from all over…. They want more sir”

Fredrick grinned and leaned back in his chair and plump, smug spider in its web.

“Doctor?”

“Yes sir “

Mandrayk responded startling a few of the workers as he append by Fredrick’s seat, no one had even see him stand.

“Lets wet their appetite shall we…release a few of those little surprises you showed me”

Of course sir…might I suggest subject 285/b? We don’t want to ed the fight to early”

“Err I do concur a fine choice”

Fredrick begins to punch in the various commands on his console. Subject 285/b or Zin as he was once known is quickly escorted to his access point, the security guards/handlers give him a wide birth, and they look at it. Large and muscular, its species of origin hard to distinguish under the mass of cybernetic implants and discoloured skin and smell of chemicals clings to it. Its arms are completely cybernetic, covered in battle plates like the rest of him. His arms cut short at the elbow are attached to thick vibro blades like huge butcher knives. The doors open, it lumbers forward and jumps down landing with a deep thump in the furnace area, it checks it hunting ground. Over to its left it sees a speeder bike fitted with a huge blade at the front, a trooper of some kind clings to the front bike as well. The fun begins it thought It roars as it swings one of its huge blades at the bike as it draws near battle frenzied, Mandrayks concoctions singing in its veins, ready to crush, slash and kill.

OOC((again….I hand over RP control to Rasper. So you don’t need me to be Zin at very post…enjoy))

*Mandrayk looks over one of the camera driods following subject 285/b....a rule came to mind 9/A)_Adapt or die*