&quot;Fan-fucking-tastic.&quot; <i>Adam pats Rep on the shoulder then hits him on the back of his head.</i> &quot;Go to your dorm, get rid of your armor and take five.&quot; <i>Adam pushes Rep as they go down some stairs into the inside of the Carving Knife.</i> &quot;Nobody parties in their armor, Hunter.&quot; <i>True to his words, Hunters and Huntresses are arriving from their dorms, dressen in their casual clothing after having discarded their armor.</i> &quot;After that, report to the Captain.&quot; <i>Saluting him, Adam jogs to the deeper levels to get the Nargacuga some meat before it kills them all out of hunger. It's also conveniently spiced up with a little concoction of the ship's smith, which will make the Monster fall asleep pretty damn quickly.</i><div class='edited'>(edited by The_Carving_Knife)</div>

<spoiler>Let's just end this here. The rest can be done once the official thread is started in a week or two.</spoiler>

<i>One of the Hunters takes aim and throws a sonic bomb, hopefully interrupting Diablos' attempts to drag their teammate underground. At the same time, said teammate grabs onto the Diablos and draws his carving knife, starting to stab the Monster as it digs.</i> &quot;I. Will. Not. Fall. To. A. Fekking. DIABLOS!&quot;

<i>Soon enough, a large flying ship appears over the area, multiple hunters staring at the confrontation using some sort of binoculars. They discuss among themselves as the ship slowly lowers, but still stays out of reach of both Monsters if they stay on the ground. Nothing else happens yet.</i>

<i>The experienced Hunters roll to the sides, mostly avoiding all the wind aside from one heavily armored man who is pushed back due to his slowness but kept to the ground due to his weight.</i> &quot;Typical.&quot; <i>A Switch Axe wielding man ducks under the swing, having learned by experience that it would not be good if he just stood around. The rest of the Hunters are just too far away to be hit as the Switch Axe wielding man sprints at the Diablos and attempts to cut off it's tail with heavy, increasingly powerful strikes while his weapon is in Axe form.</i>

<i>The Kushala speaking immediately sparks chattering among the Hunters and the Researchers, with the Hunters revealing their weapons, of various designs and styles. Among them even is one with a Kushala Daora Greatsword and she proves to be one of the braver ones, walking forward to speak.</i> &quot;You...You speak? How is that even possible?&quot; <i>A lanky researchers sprints over quickly, readjusting his glasses and scribbling onto a note pad.</i> &quot;It shouldn't be, by all research, their vocal cords are completely incapable of human speech, not to mention they haven't achieved the same level of intelligence!&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by The_Carving_Knife)</div>

<i>The Researchers immediately flee towards the ships, hurriedly clmbing up offered ropes as their Hunter allies prepare for battle, 4 of them all in all. They are veterans, incredibly skilled and well armored. It won't be much of a fight.</i> &quot;A Diablos,eh? Maybe we can capture this one too!&quot; &quot;No thanks, Milo's cat jas already caused enough problems. Let's just get rid of it.&quot; <i>The Hunters advance towards the Diablos at a slow but steady pace. Meanwhile, the Nargacuga would find the net to not be made of any rope, but of metallic cord!</i> &quot;Good thing they thought ahead. This should take care of it.&quot; <i>Failing to cut the net and being too late to dodge it, the Nargacuga is ensnared and thrown to the sands far below. The ship moves slightly, getting over it and alowing a couple Hunters with large ropes to descend and start tying it up again. </i>

<i>To the Nargacuga's surprise, a large net is shot right at it by a woman, one of the twins. Her excellent accuracy with a bow translates quite well to this large, ballista-like weapon.</i> &quot;Milo, if you insist on keeping this thing as a pet, i'd advise you to be more careful with what you do with it.&quot; <i>A muffled 'SORRY!' can be heard from inside the ship.</i> &quot;It's fine, practically target practise.&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by The_Carving_Knife)</div>

<spoiler>It's cool, mate.</spoiler>

&quot;We, uh...&quot; <i>Eli looks back towards his companions, the Hunters waving their arms in panic, as if to tell him not to tell the truth. After some awkward moments where he looks around, he turns back to the Kushala.</i> &quot;Our specific Company was sent out to capture Monsters and test them in various situations though...We were also directed to dissect any that proved too...Stubborn.&quot; <i>Eli breaks out into a slight, nervous laughter as he slowly steps back, the Hunters facepalming. Back on the ship, the sounds get louder, accompanied with the sounds of something resembling a big cat's along with the cries of a human.</i> &quot;BAD KITTY! PUT HIM DOWN!&quot;