Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2012 9:45:26 GMT
He simply hissed and chittered softly as Doviculus replied to his broken words. Yes, he did have determination. Reems of it! Enough to keep him going at all costs, through any dire straights. Predator loved the thrill of the hunt, but he loved the struggle and the ultimate triumph even more. Especially if it had been hard won.
Predator circled, and Doviculus echoed him once more. It must have been quite a sight to behold, as the two powerful creatures squared off, both ready, both eager. The Hish tensed as he moved, managing his breathing a little to keep himself at his peak. He could feel the pulse of hormones in his veins starting to blur his thinking and he knew he had to keep hold. His species were reknowned for their problems with keeping themselves in check. Predator had to be sure that if he did strike Doviculus down, he would abide by his honour and not use the opportunity to strike him down. That would not do at all.
The demon was talking again. Predator twitched. No. No more talking. They had spoken many words. Now was the time for action. Predator leapt at his foe, a chattering snarl leaving his hidden face as he flew through the air. His blades clashed with the hilt of the staff, smashing into them with force. With his entire body weight behind the blow, he crashed bodily into Doviculus and knocked him down heavily, landing on top of him with a grunt. Immediatley instincts kick in and he went to sit on his prey, his own weight as an anchor. He had to fight the urge to simply gouge out the dmeon's throat, his chattering, twitching frame tense as he controlled himself. After a moment, he gave a roar of victory, though did not move from where he pinned the other. In reality, Doviculus could probably have gotten him off of him if he'd desired but for a drawn out moment, Predator kept him pinned as best he could.
He chittered softly at the Emperor's words, tilting his head a little to the side before rolling off of the demon and getting to his feet. There was a moment's pause as he thought about his next action before he turned and offered his hand to his opponent to help him to his feet. Predator was breathing hard, sweat glistening on his skin from the exertion of combat. "I spoke the truth." He stated grimly. He had said he would pin him, and he had.
Whether Doviculus took his hand to be helped up or not, as soon as he was so, Predator backed off and crouched, he too erring on the side of conserving his strength now. He was breathing heavily, and though his helmet filtered the air to better suit him, he was still in a vunerable position and he knew it. But his crouch was tense, ready to move if Doviculus wished to continue fighting. His chest still ached dully from the previous blow he had taken and he finally took a moment to look down at the welling bruise there, and the quite impressive dent in his armour. Having seen that, he laughed, the noise echoey and chattering, before he looked back up at Doviculus. "Draw." He stated.
[[Sorry this took so long. xD Predator muse finally came back!]]
Predator circled, and Doviculus echoed him once more. It must have been quite a sight to behold, as the two powerful creatures squared off, both ready, both eager. The Hish tensed as he moved, managing his breathing a little to keep himself at his peak. He could feel the pulse of hormones in his veins starting to blur his thinking and he knew he had to keep hold. His species were reknowned for their problems with keeping themselves in check. Predator had to be sure that if he did strike Doviculus down, he would abide by his honour and not use the opportunity to strike him down. That would not do at all.
The demon was talking again. Predator twitched. No. No more talking. They had spoken many words. Now was the time for action. Predator leapt at his foe, a chattering snarl leaving his hidden face as he flew through the air. His blades clashed with the hilt of the staff, smashing into them with force. With his entire body weight behind the blow, he crashed bodily into Doviculus and knocked him down heavily, landing on top of him with a grunt. Immediatley instincts kick in and he went to sit on his prey, his own weight as an anchor. He had to fight the urge to simply gouge out the dmeon's throat, his chattering, twitching frame tense as he controlled himself. After a moment, he gave a roar of victory, though did not move from where he pinned the other. In reality, Doviculus could probably have gotten him off of him if he'd desired but for a drawn out moment, Predator kept him pinned as best he could.
He chittered softly at the Emperor's words, tilting his head a little to the side before rolling off of the demon and getting to his feet. There was a moment's pause as he thought about his next action before he turned and offered his hand to his opponent to help him to his feet. Predator was breathing hard, sweat glistening on his skin from the exertion of combat. "I spoke the truth." He stated grimly. He had said he would pin him, and he had.
Whether Doviculus took his hand to be helped up or not, as soon as he was so, Predator backed off and crouched, he too erring on the side of conserving his strength now. He was breathing heavily, and though his helmet filtered the air to better suit him, he was still in a vunerable position and he knew it. But his crouch was tense, ready to move if Doviculus wished to continue fighting. His chest still ached dully from the previous blow he had taken and he finally took a moment to look down at the welling bruise there, and the quite impressive dent in his armour. Having seen that, he laughed, the noise echoey and chattering, before he looked back up at Doviculus. "Draw." He stated.
[[Sorry this took so long. xD Predator muse finally came back!]]