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Navigating a speeder-bike through unfamiliar territory, Beau was doing his best to keep the pace while avoiding trees and wildlife as he made for the beacon. Things had come up, and he had not been able to scope out the location before the actual job. He hadn't even been planetside till a day...

As the cutters were about to get through the door, with Beau and the remaining Mandalorians waiting to charge in, the door suddenly jerked. The two warriors working on the door jerked back at once, years of training making them wary and quick to react. The door gave another jerk, and with some...

Having studied the schematics, one of the Nite Owls had noticed a room nearby that seemed to connect to the air ducts. And while the ducts were too small for most of the Kryze forces to get through, there were a few among their number who just might be able to force their way through them. So as...

While Nox and Arthos moved towards the command center, Beau and his Nite Owls surged through another section of the station towards their own target. The life support systems. If push came to shove, they could bring the entire station to its knees if they had those systems under their control...

Mandalorian fleet, the very words brought a smile to Beau's face as he sat atop a box waiting for the party to begin. How things had changed, going from being a scattered, battered, remnants of a people to be united under one banner to fight the good fight once more. And on top of it all, for...

Taking in a long breath, Beau let it out and willed his body to relax. Raya was right, this wasn't the time to be lost in the past, there was a celebration to be had. Opening his eyes, he smiled and nodded, and was about to follow when he too noticed the arrival of the Solus alor and his...

«Hey,» he complained as Ray aimed some friendly punches his way, «I'm trying to eat here. Don't want me to throw up on you again, do you?» But before he could say more when a Solus showed up, or at least he thought it was a Solus. Normal people tended to be bad with faces, Beau suffered from...

Beau had taken a more roundabout route to get to Lothal. He hadn't been part of the invading force that had taken the planet, having turned around to respond to claims of an attack on Concord Dawn by the more braver of the misguided fools who opposed the Mandalore. A brief pitstop at Toydaria...

«This is the way.» The words escaped Beau's lips in response to Merek tried to convince them of the necessity of his actions, or was he trying to convince himself? Or was the Vizsla's mind so different from his own that he was completely off point and simply couldn't comprehend what was going on...

Once they were on the stage Merek seemed to come into his own, taking over the crowd's attention like a natural. Letting go of the Toydarian once Merek had him, Beau stepped back, letting the Vizsla and his query take center stage. On a whim he started recording. He watched as Merek went about...

Beau raised an eyebrow as Gett'se stepped forward, and watched as he wiped out the guards. Behind his mask his mouth bent in approval, and he nodded to himself in respect. Stepping out into the now lifeless corridor, Beau grabbed the spike that Gett'se tossed towards him, and started moving...

A smile tugged at Beau's lips as the lights went out, he almost felt bad about the situation. Almost. Seeing Merek's laughing figure charge into the smoking darkness did almost do it, but not quite. The thieving scum deserved what was coming their way. Sticking with his blasters as Merek...

Beau couldn't help but agree with Gett'se's words, the Galaxy had become complacent. But they had not changed, maybe scattered and spread too far and thin, but their might undimmed since the days of the their ancient glory. It would not take long for them to remind the Galaxy what they had...

Beau chuckled as Gett'se dealt with the Toydarian, the threat against his life and the rush of taking a life awaken the thrill of battle within him. He tried not to think about the thrill once it passed, when it took hold he felt almost unstoppable, but he also became more reckless, more brutal...

As Merek lead the way into the building, Beau pulled out his DL-44 in his left hand, and followed in after him, giving an approving nod to Gett'se as he stepped past him. That trick with the console was a useful on, and much more useful than whatever alternative he would have had to think of if...

Beau didn't look away as the explosions started, not just because you didn't take your eyes off the target till the hunt was over, but because if he pulled the trigger then he had to show his enemies the respect of seeing the outcome. He had brought death to them, but that did not mean he would...

«Oya,» he replied to Gett'se's plan and Merek's addendum, «example it is!» As they made way closer to the auction house, Beau was keeping an eye for any surprises, letting his eyes wander and letting his instincts guide him. Merek's warning over the comms made him pause for a moment and he...

A Bazaar, Toydaria «This way,» he said as he surveyed the landscape before them through his rangefinder, «the auction house is straight up ahead.» He raised a hand to touch the side of his helmet, and the attached antenna straightened to withdraw the rangefinder. Besides him were two more...

As Beau made his way towards the sniper he suddenly noticed something, silence. All the blaster fire had died out, which meant one of two things, either the visitors had been repelled, or they had overcome the station's defenses. And given the presence of the sniper less than 30 feet ahead of...

There were many reasons why a man fought. Following orders, protecting his home, opposing those who were in the wrong, or simply because he wanted to. In this instance, all of the above were true. Beau was here on orders from the new Mandalore, to secure Concord Dawn, his home, and to resist any...