.:.Cold eyes looked at the small mandalorian fighter, masked behind the protective shield of the lieutenant commander's helm. His gauntleted hands hoisted the decorated sniper rifle into the small cargo bin, and the mandalorian sligthly turned. His assorted grenades were in place, along with his other equipement... stimulants, knifes, etc. His arm came up, gripping the shoulder of the mandalorian commander who had trained him through his younger ventures.:.
"I will be back... but there is something I must do."
"Find victory in the name of Clan Aryas, Lieutenant Commander Conrad."
.:.The tall body of Conrad turned, swiftly hopping into his vessel. His hands delicately traveled across the boards of the fighter, and the chilly roar of the engines rocked throughout the hangar. Before he lifted off, his hand came to his waist, and he laid one of his blasters across his waist. His eyes studied the symbol upon it... identical to the one upon mandalore's sword. His mother never spoke of his father, or the one who had given them the blaster... which was typically handed down from the father. It seemingly made sense, but he did not think Mandalore was his father. A small pang of anger ran through the warrior... why had his father abandoned him. Shrugging it off, he holstered the blaster; why wonder when he could just find out? Gripping the stick of the fighter in hand, he made some last minute checks and blasted off into the opaque darkness of space... to where? Conrad set course for planet Mandalore.:.
OOC: going to hold off on this RP until I am finished with one of my characters which will most likely be Lance because once the holy wars are over I probably wont be able to use him any longer because the Bendu will go back to Kal'Shabbol.
"I will be back... but there is something I must do."
"Find victory in the name of Clan Aryas, Lieutenant Commander Conrad."
.:.The tall body of Conrad turned, swiftly hopping into his vessel. His hands delicately traveled across the boards of the fighter, and the chilly roar of the engines rocked throughout the hangar. Before he lifted off, his hand came to his waist, and he laid one of his blasters across his waist. His eyes studied the symbol upon it... identical to the one upon mandalore's sword. His mother never spoke of his father, or the one who had given them the blaster... which was typically handed down from the father. It seemingly made sense, but he did not think Mandalore was his father. A small pang of anger ran through the warrior... why had his father abandoned him. Shrugging it off, he holstered the blaster; why wonder when he could just find out? Gripping the stick of the fighter in hand, he made some last minute checks and blasted off into the opaque darkness of space... to where? Conrad set course for planet Mandalore.:.
OOC: going to hold off on this RP until I am finished with one of my characters which will most likely be Lance because once the holy wars are over I probably wont be able to use him any longer because the Bendu will go back to Kal'Shabbol.