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With Tyrant deciding to lay low and keep an eye on the camp, Talon had this itch between his shoulders to go and explore the surrounding areas. He hardly knew this land from the ground, and the maps were highly inacurate. He figured he might as well get a better look from the ground and chart a better map. The old Z-fang loped along easily, lazily, and absolutely in a bored fashion.

It was almost like the Old Man wanted to run more after all those years of being asleep. It was difficult to reign in. Every once in a while Talon would get a bleep on the scanner. An odd bleep. And he was a little too far away to contact Tyrant for a better read on what that was.

Tacker the spider was on his shoulder and seemed to be very intent on mending his collar of the shirt. The spider had gotten into the mending kick after that massive cloak expedition a while ago. Talon had tried his best to get the spider out of it, but no it wasn't going to happen. He sighed and patted the spider on the head. " Easy Tacker... I see it to, and stop poking me in the neck. "

His camp, currently, was a little out in the open. Talon really hadn't want to spend a few hours digging in rock to get the ideal place less someone stumble across him and flush him out with fire or something silly and western like that. But it was rather obvious that he was traveling with two ZOID's, wasn't it? Not too oblivious, but a trained eye could pick it up in an instant, and it seemed like one had.

Tryant buzzed on the radio the closer to the larger cliff they got. Something about a weird bounced signal emanating from there. As well as some bio readings. Actually, a lot of bio readings. Huge amount. The curiosity to explore this area was suddenly killed in the pilot, but the damned Z-fang just wouldn't see reason and kept on running. At least, he kept on running until that haunting roar echoed through the canyons.

" Ah? " Talon asked nothing in particular, taking a few moments to register the roar, then compaire it to any other harmful roar. Nope. Not the scarier than s**t run for your life roar. But it did register high. It really was nothing I've ever heard. That meant look for cover, but not on the mountains incase it was something that had good distance. Nothing was found, even Tyrant had nothing to offer other than a continual feed of the bioscans...

But that was far more helpful than most. With a bounced signal from the Sub-Geno Breaker, Talon decided to hail this potential threat before it became an issue. " Howdy there. Whatever...you are. Anyways. I'm really not looking for a fight. Directions would be nice. "

Roar... Rumble... Growl... they all sounded the same after a while of hearing them. Frequencies varied, but that was the way of things. Tacker, however, didn't like that roar, rumbly jumbly sound and decided that now was the best time to start hissing and doing spidery kung-fu moves. It got him a swift brush off the shoulder and a quick acquaintanceship to the floor of the machine's control floor.

The singnal, though, appeared to be from that massive rocks. Tyrant bounced a few more signals before that massive dust cloud came. The amusement in the green Zoid's findings wasn't lost on Talon. But that dust cloud wasn't very fun to deal with without his beloved super awesome Tyrant's scanning skills. Hell, he probably would have been left in the dark as the monster approached.

The Z-fang, however, wasn't too sure it liked what was approaching. If it wasn't for Talon's unamusement at the dramatics ( was it dramatics? Or did the Zoid actually kick up that much dust while walking? That would be impressive, wouldn't it Tacker? Psh... ) the Z-fang probably would have bolted. Then that roar shook the world. It really was quite along the lines of a yappy dog's high pitched yelp as far as annoyance, but it was rather frightening. Hit the stomach and chest just right to jolt any sane person in the opposite direction or make them do something stupid. Talon, however, probably wasn't quite as sane as he should be at the moment. He just blinked, tilted his head to the side and waved a hand for the Z-fang to return the roar. And it did... a slightly less awesome and amazing roar, but it was a roar... Even if he could tell the poor Zoid hadn't used its pipes in such a long time. The link was terminated after the silence that stayed up.

" I don't think they're going to be friendly... " he muttered to his link to Tyrant before flicking a few buttons to pull up the thermal scans on one of the side screens instead of radar. No point in using his eyes if he couldn't see, and radar was never useful in a sand storm unless you weren't in combat he found. " See if you can't make out what it is. Off the bat it isn't Chimera... Not enough sneakiness and its a little loud. Thought I saw bones, like a walking skele-- no.. I'm not going crazy. "

He probably was going crazy, but he coaxed the Z-fang forward towards the dust cloud at a cautious pace, rather eager to see what lay in store. Then again, it wasn't one of those things that seemed too friendly. But if it had wanted to demolish him, it would have done so by now. Unless it was one of those pirate thingies. Ah... mercenaries... Maybe they would be friendlier once he explained that he wasn't crazy. No. One doesn't open up conversation that one isn't crazy. That's just asking for trouble.

" Listen, whomever you are in that dashingly delightful sand cloud; in the past month I've pretty much lost everything I stood by in a blink of an eye. I just want directions to the nearest source of water. And stop kicking up dust. It looks silly. " The coms were popped back on, and he let the slight annoyance that he was feeling right now slide through. What next? Some giant bone zoid that was supposed to be pilotless suddenly appeared out of nowhere and demanded his wallet? HA HA HA HA... wait....

Warning lights flickered on and off, mostly because this was an old Zoid and it wasn't really used to seeing something like this...Or maybe it had and it was just having a panic attack not being able to see in front of it. Either way,Talon had to do some manual over-rides. Thankfully the dust stopped being picked up. Someone over there had some common sense.

The Tyrant on the other hand made its final scans and was in a panic. Information about this bone zoid was being thrown at a pace the poor Z-Fang couldn't keep up with. Talon was going to be left in the dark in this reveal. On darn. But the information was trickling through. But those nice percing red glowy eyes did seem a bit menacing. Oh look a walking... wait.

" That... huh... " Talon managed to say, his head again tilting to the side as he stared up at something that could probably crush his current Zoid with its pinky toe. No, not really. Probably an entire foot, but he did know that it would take a good force of effort for that monster thing to pick his Z-Fang up with its arms. Its the little things in life that make you giggle madly. He whistled, " I can say I'm impressed and relieved. Can I get directions now? Cause as bone-chillingly awesome as you are, I really would like to be heading far away from here. Now...can I talk to another person? I talk to myself enough as it is. "

Talon muttered to himself for a moment, hardly paying any heed when Tacker decided to crawl up to get a look at what had rattled loose a leg earlier. The little spider shook a couple fists at the thing, went 'derk' a few times, then settled into its little hammock web thing.

Atelius, whom had been scanning the area a ways from Talon, returned in a hurry at the distress signals he had been picking up from both of Talon's ZOIDs.

A green light flashed across the sky as he circled above the bio ZOID. Nothing like the great father, but an intimidating entity of its own design.

"By the great mother, Why haven't you gotten back in your Tyrant?! It's far more capable against that than even your evolved Zaber fang." He squawked over the com. "The red blunder of an organoid didn't even give it Zi-metal! For great mother's sake master..."

Atelius looked back circled over the bio Zoid. Perhaps he could latch onto it and communicate with the core directly? It certainly wasn't a natural ZOID... maybe that would be too complicated.

Report? "A soldier, little far from home aren't you?" she chuckled didn't even mention the green sub-geno, that must be his main zoid then. Curious why he was in the Zaber then, the sub geno looked more suited to fight. Oh well a bit more fun for her now then.

Catastrophe was satisfied finally though he continued to rumble ominously he didn't make any more attempts to scare the poor pilot, though he tilted his head at the strange little bird zoid flying in the sky. Like a small insignificant fly he wanted to take his skeletal hand and squash it. That bird thing was annoying.

"Seven hundred credits, rather intent on insulting me aren't you?" she brushed it aside and returned the insult. "Or I could just catch you, pull you out of the cockpit leave you here wipe the memory and sell both the zoids anyway then give you directions." So long as the Cores is intact it would be fine. not that she was really thinking of it, she was having fun too much fun messing with the guy. One more little nudge might to the trick "You can''t hurt this zoid it's not like those you are used to fighting." She warned

Catastrophe glared down at the little zoid like it was going to be a tasty meal.

The idea of running seemed a better idea the more he stayed. Even better when he learned the entire machine was a Bio. Talon muttered a curse, and glanced over the map. " I may be more maneuverable, but I am also not at all armed whereas that monster probably could throw a few rounds at my probably path and put me out easily. ... Wha... No. Abosolutely not. I've had enough fun from the Court as it is. " But those looming dots on the horizon, Talon had to keep the summoning the Jury an option, and he admitted it with a snarl " I can't believe I'm thinking that's an option right now. "


Ah..Right.. the Report, " It's quite a story why I'm all the way out here. Believe you me, I wish it was fiction how it all happened. " A few more glances at the map and Talon was pretty much bored of her antics. " Look... You're in the only Bio-Zoid I know of... that shouldn't have a pilot, that does have a pilot. And considering I'm still alive at the moment, and there are an amassment of people on all sides of us a few hundred miles away, all I have to do is send a signal that 'Catastrophy' is piloted and we'll be swarmed from all sides by military personal. I frankly just want directions to water. Now, I can go as far as fivethousand credits, but then I'd not only be broke, but I've an inkling that you just want one of my ZOIDs. And I think you are mad for wanting anything that I've touched. " Beamed cannons, right? Didn't Tyrant get an upgrade for that? Would he be able to pull that off without Talon in the pilot seat? It was worth a shot.

Then again, could it fire from that range and still get off a few hits before boom squish? " Ii'm not thrilled with resorting to threats to just get the point across that I just want to take a bath right now. But if you really want to continue this, that flying silvery thing up there has my full permission to catch the attention of The Judge and Jury. I'll take my chances with them and you, and my money is on them. Now, water hole. Where is it? "

"Hey now! You threatened me first! " Talon barked before pushing the Z-fang forward, avoiding the smashing maw and pretty much running close to the monster to make use of the agility. If this was a Bio-mech, it would run out of juice long before his own would.... if he was in the Tyrant. D'OH! "I wouldn't make it out either if it came to that! Besides, killing me probably would bring damnation upon you faster. Now stop that, sit Fido! Sit! Would you please stop? "

The reaction speed of that monster bone pile wasn't human. It was feral, animal... Obviously the monster met them. Them being the mean nasty people that seemed to have a hand in Talon's luck. " Atelius! Can you get those wonderful fun dots on the screen to swarm here? And how long would that take? "

Wait...why would something want him dead again? Oh right information... And hadn't Tyrant stored the information and was prepared to bounce any signals direct to the Empire in case something happened? ... " You do realize that that green zoid right there would send all information if I'm killed, right? Now calm the hell down, pretend like we strutted around like roosters, and get to the exchange of information and I'll pretend I never saw you. I'll throw in a can of sardines. Maybe a secretary. "