"Are you sure about thisss, Akna?" An old, brown, Floran male asked Akna that was in front of him. His face showed that he was clearly angered by what Akna had just suggested.
"There is nothing in the rules that forbid a Human from participating in the Great Hunt." Akna said while looking at Floran in front of her in the eyes. She ignored the anger in the Floran's eyes and spoke calmly and collected.
"We know..." Another old Floran interjected in the conversation. This one was way older than the first one. All of his foliage, or 'skin', was from a dark brown color, which indicates that he was almost on the end of his life. "But why would a Human enter in thisss competition to begin with?"
"He desire the prize for the winner." Akna glance at the older Floran.
"Outrageousss!!" The first old Floran hit the wooden table in front of him. His twisted face clearly showed the huge amount of anger brewing inside him. "The Nature'sss Sssting isss a weapon that should be wield by the best of the young Floran warriorsss, and not sssome Human brat. I will not accept hisss entry in the competition, don't try to convince me otherwise, Akna."
"Councillor Thure, it isn't up to you whatever he can enter or not." Akna calmly threw a side glance at Thure before she looked at the older Floran that was now silent in the corner of the table. "What are your thoughts, Senior Councillor Morto?"
The older Floran, Morto, thoughtfully scratched his chin and gazed at Akna. "There'sss nothing about sssuch a thing, forbidding other racesss from taking part in the Great Hunt, in the rulesss. I don't have any opinion on thisss matter. Akna, you, asss the organizer of thisss year'sss Great Hunt, have full control, and resssponsibility, over thisss situation. You are free to do whatever you want asss long isss within the rulesss."
"Yes, Senior Councillor!" Akna got up from her chair and respectfully bowed to Morto.
"Sssenior Councillor!!! You can't be seriousss?" Thure got up from his seat and angrily glared at Morto. "We can't just allow such Human enter in this sacred competition and-!"
"Sssilence!" Morto loudly shouted at Thure. The air around them even rippled with the strength behind Morto's shout. "Councillor Thure, you are not the organizer of this year'sss Great Hunt, this time is Akna. Your time will come to hossst it and then you can organize it as you sssee fit, asss long asss it fitsss in the rules of course. Ssso, ssstop opposing Akna. I know how you tried to make thingsss difficult for Akna, I'm not blind and deaf, yet. Don't let your envy over other'sss sssuccess blind you. This time I will leave you with just a warning. I want that thisss will be the lassst time we talk about thisss, okay, Councillor Thure?" Morto stared at Thure with stern eyes.
"Yesss...Sssenior Councillor..." Thure angrily tightened his fist so strong that green veins could be seen popping out from his foliage, 'skin'.
Thure resentfully glanced at Akna for a moment before he snorted and begrudgingly walked away from the room.
"Why would the Greenfinger's Council maintain such a narrow-minded person?" Akna was unfazed by Thure's fits and resentful glares. She stayed calm and collected at the whole process.
She didn't had any once of respect toward the older Floran called Thure. In fact, she despise him for being so narrow-minded and harsh like a normal Floran warrior despite being a Greenfinger that was supposed to be the symbol of intelligence and calmness within the Floran community.
"They were right about you." Morto admired the personality and mentality of this newly addition to the Greenfinger's Council, known as Akna. She was a lot younger that most of the other Councillors, but her demeanor was a lot more polished than most of them. "Sssuch a person hasss itsss usesss." Morto dismissively gave a half explanation.
Akna frowned for a moment before realization downed upon her. "I understand." She spoke while she bowed once again. "That's all that I had to report, shall I take my leave?"
"Yesss, you ssshall go now." Morto waved his hand, dismissing Akna.
Akna bowed once more before walking away from the room.
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John was inside a room of Akna's mansion taking a few things off his Inventory and stacking them on top of his bed.
The items he took out from his PIPS were almost all from the pile of stuff that Lenny left behind for John.
After stacking everything he saw that could be useful in the Ceremonial Hunting Caverns, he started to roam through them, one by one.
He first took a complete white handgun.
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Name: MX801S
Type: Tier 3 Semi-Automatic Pistol
Fabricator: Unknown
Durability: 100%
Ammunition: 9mm Physical Projectile
Energy per shot: 0 UE
Fire Rate: 1.0 Bullet per Second
Augmentation: None
Upgrades: Recoil Reducer Mod
Special Ability: None
Special Ability Energy Cost: None
Additional Description: No additional information available for this weapon.
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"This...is a good handgun..." John took the white pistol and admired its futuristic look. The hand fitted perfectly into his hand, it was comfortable to wield it.
He prefer Energy Weaponry, but he still was able to use normal weapons as well. It is just a preference of John's.
Energy weapons are a lot easier to use and cheaper to keep since they don't require the constant use of physical projectiles.
The test out a few things with the gun before he placed it down.
[I can't test the effect of the Recoil Reducer Mod that was already implanted inside the pistol.] John regretfully looked at the pistol. He really wanted to test it out.
The upgrade Recoil Reducer Mod does what the name implies, it is used to reduce the recoil that certain weapons has when they are firing and as such it increase the aiming of the user when firing repeatedly.
John then took a few small boxes that were filled with bullets and magazines for the pistol and put them beside the weapon.
After he was done with it, he followed up by taking another object from the pile.