A beauty in armor

[Captain Kara]

The Striker, a large frigate public transport ship, set down on the set down in the public spaceport, numerous creatures and aliens stepped off the large frigate. An imposing armored figure stepped off the frigate, weapons attached at every available spot. If war broke out, this being would be ready. It was obvious to anyone who knew anything that the armor was Mandalorian in design and imposing as well. The armor was black as space it self. The armored figure headed toward the shopping district taking heavy footsteps.

 

[Incubi Priest]

Derrian loved public places when he was with his pets, which he always was. Seeing fierce predators tended to frighten even the bravest of souls. Sitting atop his behemoth of a Doashim, with his Dire Cat beside sitting beside him, the Mandalorian was an imposing figure. His armor was clearly mandalorian, yet he held his helm at his side.

From a distance, a beautiful women, obviously a mando, walked into the shopping district.
Derrian looked at her with both prudence and pleasure.

 

[Phil]

Markus was in a store in the shopping district, clad in his armor and helmet. His rifle was strapped to his back and his pistol was in his holster on his waist. In his gloved hand was a small metal like object that looked like a useless trinket. He was in a used parts shop, and a bunch of the stuff looked like it was a scavanger's dream. Markus, however, was not a scavanger, and found several of these things here to be quite usefull. He put the object back, and went over to another bin that had other objects in it....

 

[Incubi Priest]

Derrian unmounted his Doashim, and spoke a view words to it in Mandalorian. Afterward, both creatures strolled casually to his hip. The recruit walked over to the strikingly beautiful warrior and gave her a quick salute.

"Hello there. Nice armor. Resembles the Manticore Class XV-12, but smaller at the shoulders. Is it custom?"

 

[Captain Kara]

Bell rolled her eyes, if that's his opening line I don't know if I want to hear the rest.

"No need to salute I am just a recruit. The armor belonged to my father. I don't know much about its model and such." She said turning off her voice modulator, "Wanna go for a dirnk I know a good bar...the Drunken Gundark."

 

[Phil]

Markus exited the shop, several new items were now in his pouch. He knew he would find a use for them. When he walked foward a littles, he noticed that there was two people in the area that were diffrent from the others: They sported Mandalorian armor, porobley fellow Mandalorians. His armor he had on wasent exactly Mandalorian, but featured several Mandalorian add-ons and features after his Training days...

"Hmm...What are the Chances..."

 

[Incubi Priest]

In truth, Derrian was surprised to be invited for a drink. Sure she was attractive, and he would like to go for a drink with her, but he hadn't intended on hitting on her. Oh well, luck is luck.

"Drunken Gundark huh? Sounds great. Lead the way."

 

[rob]

Rev Nadill, Mandalorian Sergeant sat at the Drunken Gundark sipping on a mixed drink that gave off a lime green glow. Giving off a stretch he looked around, many of the patrons around seemed to fear the Mandalorians, something they should as a Mandalorian could easily kill any of them with the snap of a finger. Standing from his seat he was prepared to leave, yet a Republic soldier spotted him from across the bar.

"You there! Mandalorian hands up and keep them where I can see them!"

Rev let out a sigh, damned soldiers thought they ran the place, well they kinda did, but calling out a Mandalorian, alone? That was a fools move, especially in a crowded Cantina where if he missed an innocent civilian would more than likely get hit. If that happened the soldier would not only get insubordination, but probably fined with all those damn Republic laws going around. Though Rev would play along, for now.

Putting his hands up slowly he stood and eyed across at the Soldier, lets see what he did...

 

[Ilikepie]

Katar sitting in the Drunken Gundark. Sipping a drink. He saw a foolish Republic soldier ask a Mandalorian to stand up with his hands held high and surrender himself. A foolish move and anyone could see that. Out of any faction that was quite mainstream Katar saw the Mandalorians as the only ones with any idea of how to do things. If any Mandalorian was in trouble, Katar would help. The Mandalorians had never done Katar any wrong un-like the certain other people.

Katar pulled his blaster out from his holster. And waited.

 

[Dexington]

*Jace was on a mission with the Republic, escorting a diplomat to Onderon to have a meeting with the new Queen. They were supposed to be discussing the relations between the Republic and Onderon, as they have been strenuous for the past hundred years or so, after the Jedi Civil War. But they had decided to take a stop off at a cantina to relax a little bit after a long day. The Republic soldier who threatened the Mandalorian was one of their troops guarding them both, and was way out of line.*

"Sit down, soldier. We don't want to fight a Mandalorian in here for no reason."

 

[rob]

Rev watched the Jedi almost command the soldier to take a seat and smirked from behind the helmet. Maybe those Jedi did have some sense after all.

"Good move on your part Jedi..."

Rev announced this throughout the room, not in an intimidating or sarcastic voice but in complete truth. He was ready at any time to activate his Power Shields and quick draw to drop the soldier with one of the Disintegrator pistols.

The soldier still shaking from attempting to hold up the Mandalorian looked at the Jedi then to the patrons of the cantina where he eyes fell back upon the Sergeant of the Mandalorian Clans. Slowly lowering the rifle the sweat that ran down his face nearly blocked out his vision as it poured into his eyes. Slinging the weapon over his back he gave the environment one quick look around before rushing for the door.

Putting his arms down slowly as if nothing had happened he took his seat once more. Leaning over the bar he spoke to the tender.

"Another Correlian Ale..."

His eyes left the tender and went back to the Jedi, the peace keeper ruined any fun he could've had, but killing the young soldier would've brought more harm then good. It was almost time to leave, he needed to get back to Dxun.

 

[Dexington]

ooc: I don't like my chances in this thread. 4 Mandos on one Jedi by my count :thumbup:

*Jace smirked as he watched the soldier rushing for the door. Wierd move on account that he was supposed to be protecting a diplomate at the time. He stood up and walked over to the Mandalorian, figuring that there would be no better time than the present to talk with the enemy.*

"I wasn't doing it for his sake, Sergeant. Surely you don't think you could take the entire Militia on Onderon, because thats what would happen if you struck down a Republic officer."

*The entire militia may have been a stretch, but he certainly would've had to deal with some of them. Besides, how many Mandalorians could possibly be on this planet at one time?*

 

[Cailst]

ooc: 4 mandos to 2 jedi now
ic: Hayvan was sitting at a table gulping down bottle after bottle of Correlian Ale. It didn't affect him so it merely gave him the enjoyment of it. However, with four mandalorians in the room, he was slightly worried if a fight broke out between Jace and the Mandos. Also, Hayvan's flexible mando robes beneath his ordinary robes might spark a problem if revealed. However, Hayvan would simply drink and wait until then.

 

[rob]

Rev nodded to the Jedi, it was truth that he spoke, though Rev only thought half truth. Even if he had killed the Soldier a militia if they were to strike in minutes, he would be long gone the stealth field generator he wore would easily make him invisible to the Onderon Militia and natives.

"Yes Master Jedi, though we both know the Onderon Militia isn't the most skilled army in the Galaxy. A Mando could easily take out 10 of them single handedly! And look around I have 3 other brother in the market now!"

The ego trip of a Mandalorian was like nothing else, though it was the pride of battle that did this, and the will to want to battle and wage war.

"You took my chance to kill that soldier, I'll give you this time to leave... My trigger finger is awfully close to going off, and I dont wanna kill a Jedi here.. I have no feud with the Jedi right now..."

 

[Dexington]

"You threaten a Jedi who is on a good will mission, in public? Very well then."

*Jace walked away from the Mandalorian, though had his hand ready to grab his lightsaber should the man decided to fire away. He walked back to the diplomat, figruing it wasn't a good idea to leave him alone with the two other soldiers incase they decided to be stupid too. This mission was very important to the Republic. The diplomat whispered to him as he approached.*

"What was that about?"

"Poor sport for a Mandalorian. I thought they respected Jedi, but all he did was threaten me."

*Jace took a seat again and started surveying the crowd of Mandalorians that were beginning to walk in. All he saw for now was a few shadows gleaming in the sunlight, but he could tell one of them was female. He didn't think there were many female Mandalorians around anymore.

Looking around some more, he noticed another Jedi was in there with him. He had only seen him on a couple of occassions, but he was easy to recognize given what species he was. He smiled, knowing he was somewhat secure now.*

 

[Johnnysaurus Rex]

OOC: I could join to add more to the Mandalorian side :devil:

 

[Cailst]

Seeing the brief confrontation between the Mando and Jace, Hayvan got prepared both his lightsaber and his lightning gun for combat as conflict seemed fairly likely. His translator was also flipped on in case he needed it to either talk to Jace or cause confusion among the mandalorians by using his power of ventriloquy. He also stood up so he could move at a moments notice.

 

[Raider]

OOC: Np, just have change the post abit, that's all.

*Jace wasn't the only Jedi assigned to guard this diplomat, Torger had suppose to meet them at the palace, but it seemed his fellow Jedi had forgotten and 'wondered' into a cantina. A cantina which also happened to be filled with a bunch of Mandalorians as well, oh it seemed Jace knew how to pick them. In through the doors came massive Togorian Jedi, towering above everyone else in the cantina, furry head brushing the ceiling as he walked toward Jace and the diplomat. When he was only half way to them he let out a booming laugh that filled the whole cantina. His voice was filled with laughter and his eyes gleamed with amuse.*
"Well young one, I wasn't aware the meeting was to take place in a cantina. Should I inform the Queen of the sudden change or is our diplomat only here to make sure the ale on Onderon is as good as ever?"

 

[Dexington]

*Jace was shocked at the size of the Togorian. He had never seen the man before, and just now remembered that he was also part of the team. But... Holy crap! Nobody would dare pick a fight now with somebody that size near them. Even your common Mandalorian wasn't that dumb.*

"Well you see, he wanted to come in here for a drink. That Mandalorian threatened one of our soldiers and he ran away, you might have seen him. A little embarrassing, really."

 

[Raider]

"Ah yes, the Mandalorians do still act as though they rule this world don't they?"
*He threw a glance at the Mandalorians gathered in the cantina. His lips peeled back, revealing a mouth full of white fangs. It was a smile, though often mistaken for something else entirely.*