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The torrential rain poured upon him, rain slicing through his clothes and striking with cold fury that was startlingly upon the skin on his back. Water rushed past his ankles as the gully flooded, his Tau'ri combat boots drenched, the thick socks matching them. The massive amount of water had forced him to remove the helmet that usually was present upon his head, now his hazel eyes were being bombarded with the liquid. The matching brown hair was slicked down because of the rain and the colour of the hair was turned to a more very dark brown. He panted, his fingers were going numb and he was certain that half of his technology was going to be ruined because of the rain, and it was all because of Grere.
Thomas Void was a big man, where Thom was precisely six foot, Grere was even bigger. Where Void was seventy-five kilograms, Grere was ninety. However, where Grere was big and strong, Void was fast and his ingenuity was to be rivaled by almost none. And thus they were at a draw, and Void knew that if the rain did not stop soon, his technology would soon fail, whilst the rain was this heavy he just could not use it.
Grere was a bounty hunter, and like Thomas was well equipped for a fight. At the start of the fight, he'd possessed a Kull warrior energy weapon, but he'd been able to destroy it with the energy rifle that was now slung over his back. His shield that had protected him from the enemy weapons and more importantly at this moment the rain, had failed when Grere had used the EMP device that now rested in his belt. That's when the rain had started, stopping Void from using the rest of his technology and causing the stalemate. Neither one of them being able to get the advantage over the other. Until the EMP device gave in from the rain. Thomas' shield raised almost immediately, his weapon armed itself also.
Five minutes later Grere was unconscious strapped down upon a gravitational sheet that acted as restraints. It magnified the gravity and kept Grere unable to move without hurting him. Capture by design, kill by necessity. Void reflected as he laid his wet head upon the headrest of the pilot of the cargo ship known to the Goa'uld as a Tel'tak. His name was Void, and he was a Bounty Hunter. No, he was the best Bounty Hunter.