The ship stopped rolling, staying on its back, and they both were slowly levitated to sit on the ceiling of his ship. It was his turn to shoot the female an angry glare, yet with his mask on she would not be able to see his flared mandibles and lightly golden eyes boring into her. She wasn't even looking at him anyway. The ooman sat on her ass, looking up at the the floor of his ship with a silly grin. Yautja ships were strong and sturdy. Using his wrist controls, he was able to tell the ship to hover above ground, and then right itself. As they gently floated back to the floor, her smile disappeared and she crossed her arms in front of her chest like a child.

He ran a quick diagnostics on the ship, finding that it was already repairing what little damage it sustained, and then he looked to the girl, "Do you know how to hunt?"

She was angry, her insides seething with it, and he had to guess that he had ruined another one of her suicide attempts. The female would not even look at him now.

"If you wish to hunt, I will arm you with the proper weapons and we will set out together in search of prey."

She did not turn to him and her answer was tense, "If you give me a weapon, I will only try to kill you with it."

"You may try." He set out towards his weapon room, using his wrist controls to lock the hologram controls for the time being, so that she could not mess with them.

He picked her out the smallest belt he had and two small guns. One was a plasma gun that would do great damage, while the other was a smaller projectile gun. It took him a few minutes, but he programed the guns for her safety. They would not shoot inside the ship, nor would they shoot when they were aimed at herself. She would not be happy about that, but would still be able to shoot at him for fun.

Ien'heru lured her outside with the weapons, and as soon as her feet her in the water she swiped one gun from hir hand and pointed it at her face. She pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. He watched her curiously, how her anger turned to something else entirely. Her face dropped to a frown and her eyes glazed over. She was sad. She lowered the gun from her head, and was still for a moment before her anger returned with full-force.

She threw the gun at his armor and screamed at him, "You bastard! The gun doesn't even fucking work!"

"They will not harm you." he admitted, "But, point one at me and I promise it will fire."

He extended out the other gun and she took it, aiming it at him. It was the small projectile gun, much like guns on earth, and he had gotten very good over the years at telling where weapons were aimed. When she fired the gun, he did not move even an inch, and a loud buzzing sound rang out with the shot before it slammed into his armor. At such close range, the bullet was embedded itself into the metal armor.

Ien'heru raised his hand to pluck the warped bullet from his shoulder armor and showed it to her. He sort of enjoyed the wicked smile that crept to her lips. This female was going to try and kill him throughout the entire hunt. He welcomed that sort of challenge, handed her the belt, and turned his back to her. He anticipated each and every shot from her.

The ooman female was hunting him, while he was hunting a huge creature that looked like a deep-sea centipede creature. Ien'heru had been hunted before, by hardmeats and all sorts of other alien prey but never before was he stalked by such a vengeful ooman female. She aimed at his head and at his crotch mostly, but also recognized more weak spots like his neck and abdomen and aimed for them as well. She was not a perfect shot, but she had definitely handled guns before.

He focused on the kill now though, shoving the females movements to the back of his mind. He had to be careful not to get shot, though she would not be able to kill him, and he had to be careful not to let her too close to the centipede lest she try and commit suicide by being eaten. At the same time, he closed the gap between himself the dark deep-sea looking creature, going in for the kill. Just as he snapped the whip back behind him, ready to throttle it at the centipede with enough force to break it in half, he heard the ooman female cry out.

Ien'heru turned to see her collapse into the muddy water, and his bio mask was immediately scanning her body for injuries. He found no wounds or problems with her body whatsoever, but he had let his focus drop, and that would gain him injuries. A millisecond too late, he turned back to the alien centipede but its jaws locked onto the back of his leg. It began to throw coils over him like a snake, and as it began to constrict around him he saw the female ooman get up and stare. She had tricked him, had distracted him.

He wrestled the dark ugly animal and as he plunged his serrated blades into its body to kill it, the ooman began to shoot at him. She was not even aiming anymore, so he could not avert all of her shots. He got hit once in the chest, feeling the bullet go through one lung. It was a shot that would have killed an ooman quickly, yet his species was more resilient than that. She managed to shoot him in the stomach twice too, and then a blast from the other gun, the plasma gun, had him dropping.

As she began to walk towards her, he shoved the body of the centipede away from him, prepared to defend himself or keep her from suicide. Yet, the tendons on the back of one leg were completely torn, making it hard for him to stand up even one one leg. His lung was punctured, making it hard to breath, and streams of blood dripped from his torso. He had allowed himself to be beaten by an ooman female and a centipede.

She grabbed the dagger from his belt, and looked down at it for a moment and he watched her, trying to determine from her blue-gray eyes what she intended to do. She turned the sharp dagger around in her palm a few times before gripping it firmly in one hand. Her heart rate was up, as well as her breathing. She would not look at him, but her arm jerked down and the blade of the dagger smoothly slid into his chest. Bright fluorescent green blood swelled up around the blade and slid into the muddy water around them.