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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 7, 2024 18:10:03 GMT -8
Mal raised an eyebrow and chuckled."You lost your ship and your droid? Di'kut! Are you new to this or somethin?" Mal starts checking his gear and weapons to make sure they are ready for use. "Do you know who took them? or where they went?"
Mal expected he might have to do all the heavy lifting on this trip. He is in complete disbelief that he's desperate enough to take a babysitting job. Even so, there seemed to be something special about this girl. Why did she have a lightsaber? does she even know how to use it? Is she even truly Mando'ade? Was she really a jedi? or Sith? Perhaps she is a pretender who merely found the armor and is wearing it to gain Mal's favor. Who can say? The only thing Mal knew for sure is he would be keeping an eye on her. At least until he could get more answers.
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Post by li'nae on Apr 7, 2024 18:39:18 GMT -8
"This is the first time I've ever been on my own... My mentor was in bad health when she sent me off on my own. She was the one who taught me most of the things I know- Except for a few things." *When she finished speaking she tried her best to discreetlybrush against her lightsaber. It had been her only posession that her mentor didn't teach her.
"As for what these people look like, I have no idea. I just know I landed to get some spare parts for my ship and by the time I came back it was gone along with the rest of my belongings. I have very valuable custom stuff." Li'nae sighed at the end of her sentence, feeling like she failed her mentor by such a simple mistake. Her brows would furrow with slight disappointment of her own actions, yet she continued to have a slight smile, keeping the tone of her voice more cheery.
This was such obviously a difficult thing for Li'nae, leaving her feeling as if she failed. However; now having someone to help her find the things that she had lost will more than likely boost her moral, and let her learn from the mistake which caused her to lose valuable things to her.
Off in the distance there were two Kel Dorians, one with binoculars while the other one had a sniper rifle, looking directly at the Mandalorian that was dressed in golden colors. "That seems to be the one this damned metal dog is after. Whatever she had must have been causing this dog to escape." The other Kel Dorian responded with a simple nod. As soon as the Kel Dorian with sniper was going to shoot the droid dog seemed to finally break free from it's restraint causing the sniper to miss Li'nae by mere centimeters.
After the blast came her way she stepped ober to the side, looking at the spot where the lazer bullet hit, looking at the smoking, singed spot. "What the..." Li'nae looked around in confusion, not understanding until...
"Protection Protocol activated." *What the dog had done to deter the path of the shot was jumping on the sniper's back before jumping off from there while suspended in the air for a few moments the dog opened his mouth and shot a lazer out of it's mouth followed by an explosion, hoping to eliminate both of those strange people- however one still remained, just unconscious at this time.
*To her surprise it was Blade who caused such a disrution... But why? "That leaves one thing found, I guess..." *She nervously said as she started running over to where Blade was with him basically jumping into her arms, almost in a dog manner.*
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 9, 2024 18:34:32 GMT -8
Mal Jerked his head in the direction of the sound of blaster fire while simultaneously quick drawing his pistol, its barrel swiftly coming to halt in the general direction of where all the commotion was coming from. Upon seeing the strange droid take out the immediate threat and seeing it's reaction to Mal's new companion, Mal surmised that this droid is one of the objectives. "Friend of yours?" Mal strode over towards the two enemy bodies on the ground, he could tell the droid's blaster didn't completely finish them both. He kicks the one that's face down, flipping him over onto his back. The scum awoke to find the barrel of Mal's pistol in his face and he pointed his palms up in a surrender gesture.
Mal sneered. 'My friend here is looking for her ship and her droid, when out of the blue you and your buddy show up with her droid." While keeping the gun pointed at him, Mal crouches down and grabs the wrist one of the thug's outstretched arm. "Isn't that crazy?"
The Kel Dorian stammered "Y-yeah.... t-that is pretty... c-c-crazy..." Mal leans in ever closer. "You wouldn't happen to know where the rest of her gear and ship are, would you?" The instant the thug started to stutter the words "I don't know" Mal began squeezing his crushgaunt around the Kel Dorian's wrist. His words quickly became screams. "remember now?" Mal released his very light crushgaunt grip on the man's wrist. "Ok! Ok! They are at the old abandoned Lucky 43 Casino on the outskirts of the city! Her stuff is there!"
"Was that so hard?" Mal stood up and began walking away. "Don't tell me your thinking of going there! The instant you step inside, Key'reek and the boys will kill you!" Mal stopped in his tracks and said nothing before spinning around and blowing a new hole in the Kel Dorian's orange, wrinkled head.
Mal swiftly caught up with his new companion. He knew where the casino was, he had seen it on his way into the city. He holstered his blaster while they walked together in lockstep towards their new goal. "Oh, i never asked you before... What's your name?"
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Post by li'nae on Apr 9, 2024 19:52:36 GMT -8
*Li'nae watched as Mal was talkng to the other guys. Meanwhile she was looking Blade over to make sure that he didnt have any sort of tracker on him or anything along those lines. A small sigh came from ber as she swiped her hand acoss his head covering.* "Sorry, Blade. I shouldn't have left you back on the ship." *She ran her hand over the few scratches that he had on the cover.
"Theres no reason to apologize, I only did the duty I was programmed, protecting you." *The droid dog said, getting off of Li'nae as soon as he was done speaking.
*She stood up, watching the man kill the other Kel Dorian. Not only that, but she was surprised that he was even interested in knowing her name,* "My name is Li'nae." *She was grinning from beneath her mask, and it couod be heard from the tone of her voice, or assumingly so. "What about you? What is your name. I've also never seen a Mandalorian like you before." *She seemed a little nervous asking this question, but she was being truthful with her words- She hadn't really ever seen any other Mandalorians besides the ones she was with since her teens.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 14, 2024 16:15:05 GMT -8
Mal just shrugged at the question. "I don't know. I only do as my mentors taught me...." Mal's thoughts are hurled back to a time when his clan still lived, back when they all lived in the enclave together and Mal would train under his mentor. He remembered his survival training, and getting close huddled up to Krrom just to keep warm during the cold nights. He missed his friends. He snapped out of his vision and turned back to Li'nae.
"Why? What kind of Mandalorians are you used to? He remembered his manners. "I'm Mal, by the way."
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Post by li'nae on Apr 14, 2024 17:58:06 GMT -8
*Mal. This man also has an interesting name. It was very simple, easy to roll off of the tongue. Li'nae would breath in deeply before a small sigh caused a slow breath came from her nose as she wondered how to explain,* "The colors you wear, I suppose. I am used to seeing Gold and White. I was adopted into the Mandalorian ways by a friend of mine, through she is now old. She is the leader of House Fleuret. I doubt you would know of it." *She spoke with a bit of hesitation, being careful not to tell this one of her conjunction of also being a Jedi amongst Mandalorians. As Ashant warned her that not all Mandalorians would be accepting of who she is.*
"This is my first time speaking of my House since I was sent away by my friend. Not because I was exiled, but she wanted me to see the universe even when she couldn't see it with me." *Li'nae had been a little nervous talking about some things, being mostly cautious not to say any of the more important bits too loud.*
"If I can get all my stuff together maybe I can bring you- As a guest." *Her voice was a little shaky asking this, it may be a little naïve of her to ask this another Mandalorian that she just met- Quite literally so.
The young woman would bring her hands together in junction, intertwining her fingers together as she walked along the side of Mal. After speaking a little about herself she decided to show her manners and keep quiet until she was spoken to again by the man. Speaking of some of the things she mentioned to him caused a smile to appear on her face underneath the helmet she wore, thinking about the past several years. Even though she seemed like an airhead in the current moment there were several fights she had been in to protect not only her but her friends, her family.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 14, 2024 20:17:43 GMT -8
With her mentioning the house she was apart of, Mal's memories once again flooded his mind. From behind his helmet his brow furled as he thought about what could have happened to his friends... his family. Still, her house sounded familiar. House Fleuret. He tried to think back to the days when he was still training, It's possible the old covert had dealings with Fleuret. Though to what extent, he did not know. However if it was possible some survivors had taken refuge with this clan, he could not miss this opportunity.
"Fleuret... sounds familiar..." As strange as Mal knew it would sound, he had to ask anyway. "Have you... ever seen a Wookiee Mandalorian?"
Mal picked up his brisk stride and beckoned for the young girl to keep up. The streets of Zeltros were safer than most cities, but not entirely without danger. Mal wanted to kill these scum and be done with this quickly. He swerved around and pushed past groups of people in his way, trying to keep his pace.
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Post by li'nae on Apr 14, 2024 21:07:55 GMT -8
As soon as Mal picked up his pace, so did Li'nae, though a tad bit behind, she managed to stay within the vicinity of the man. Once she was able to keep about the same stride as him, she finally spoke. "Wookiees?" She was thinking for a moment before recalling what Ashant had said to her in the past about allying with a clan of Wookies but she never questioned anything that Ashant had done seeing as she was only helping her fellow Mandalorians for the greater good.
"Ashant had said something before about Wookiees, but I had never seen one myself." She was a little surprised that Mal was asking her a question like this. Though, she hadnt seen many other races before other than her own, humans, and a handful of strange people that she unfortunately had to slay majority of the time.
Along with the talk of Wookiees in the back of her mind she was a little concerned as before, one of her Mandalorian friends, a Trandoshan who went by the name of 'Sod Hurn', once foundling in care the armorer of her house, now an apprentice.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 14, 2024 21:43:19 GMT -8
Mal didn't even notice when his foot made a terrible splash in a muddy puddle as he was focused on getting to his destination. When he sets his mind to something, nothing can get in his way. The sounds of speeders hummed over his head, they mixed and swirled together with the sounds of sirens and people talking in the busy streets. All of it Mal tuned out of his head as the predator drew ever closer to his prey. The city soundscape faded away more and more as the pair of mandalorians made it to the outskirts of the city. The Lucky 43 Casino could now be seen in the distance, it looked dilapidated and run down, the only lights on were the ones set up by the thugs inside.
"When we are done here, you will take me to your clan. That is all i ask i return." He scanned the rooftops of nearby buildings "Lets get to some high ground and scout the enemy hideout."
And before waiting for a response, a whipcord came screaming out from Mal's vambrace, and shot up towards the roof of the nearest building. It's combination of grapple claws and magnet made for a sturdy enough connection to support more than double Mal's weight, and the reinforced retracting winch in Mal's gauntlet was strong enough pull Mal in an assisted climb, allowing Mal to effortlessly walk up the wall as quickly as possible. He continued climbing until he was able to pull himself up onto the roof of the building, it was a smaller building, at least compared to the skyscrapers in the main part of the city, but still tall enough to overlook the casino. Mal's rangefinder on his helemt tilted down into position in front of his visor, bringing up a targeting display and zooming in towards the casino's large windows.
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Post by li'nae on Apr 15, 2024 0:19:38 GMT -8
The only response that she gave was a nod, though it was unlikely that Mal even paid enough attention. But she followed his lead, putting her right wrist out, the whip doing the same as Mal's had just done, however with the subtle help from the Force, she was able to keep up with his speed, making sure to keep herself nice and steady on the rooftops. Though, seeing as Mal was the one with the rangefinder, she decided to sit there to see what he would say.
Waiting for any details of what the other Mandalorian is able to see. She also took the time to actually collect herself mentally, throwing away the naïvety she showed before and replacing it with a more serious demeanor. Once she did this, she decided to actually think about what she was trying to get back from these hijackers. She had credits on her ship but not her person. Her bodysuit was also missing along with the giant sword it came with. She also had some precious metals and such that she was going to take back to her house to give to the armorer so he could make her an insignia on her left shoulder plate.
"Tell me what you see, Mal. Then from there we can plan a way in." She would look over at Mal as she spoke, hoping that he may have a good way of entering- seeing as she knew that she, herself, wasn't the best at stealth.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 16, 2024 19:32:30 GMT -8
Mal was crouched at the edge of the roof, tagging all the enemies he could find with his rangefinder. He did not turn away from his work but he could still feel the woman hovering over him from behind, patiently waiting for information. Mal took notice and appreciated her current attitude. He answered her, while continuing to scan through the windows.
"As far as i can tell... They seem to have two automated turrets set up. Other than that, it just seems to be a bunch of guys with blasters. I see 10 of them. unless there are more of them in the back rooms."
Mal was not used to talking so much, nor working with a partner. Seems he has been making all kinds of new friends lately. He thought about the old pirate he had been traveling with before, hobbling around on his cane and puffing on his pipe. Mal wished him well, wherever he was. He didn't know what happened to Tarfang after the bouncers dragged them both away in opposite directions. But Mal was sure he would be fine. That little bastard has always got a few tricks up his sleeve. Mal forced himself to snap out of it and focus on the here and now. His rangefinder zoomed out from the window he was watching and he scanned for an entry point. part of the casino's roof was a slant with skylights facing towards the building they were currently on. He zoomed in on one of the skylights which had a very large crack in it. Bingo.
"I see a damaged skylight that could be a valid entry point. We could take them by surprise." Mal's rangefinder lifted back into position and he finally stood up and turned to face Li'nae. "So that's 5 for each of us to deal with plus a turret each. Think you can handle it?"
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Post by li'nae on Apr 16, 2024 19:55:25 GMT -8
Li'nae would nod. None of the soon to be opponents were that big of a problem, especially to her with her lightsaber and Force abilities that she was in possesion of with vigorous training she had done over the years. She hoped that it wouldn’t startle Mal. She would then remove the fabric she had been wearing to conceal most of her weapons, her lightsaber and gun now being in plan sight, along with her knife that was strapped to the back of her combat belt, it's beskar blade glimmering with any light that surrounded them.
"I feel like it would be best to take out the turrets first. Shouldn't be too big of a deal, point to me where they are and I shall see to that they are destroyed."
Her demenor was getting to be a little cocky, obviously from what she was about to say, "How about I take six instead of five." From there she didn't know what his reaction to her statement would be, much less if he were to have one.
"Anyway, take the lead. I will follow." As Li'nae spoke, she took her blaster from its holster and spun it around as her finger was against the trigger guard before grabbing the grip firmly in her hand. Not only was she being a little cocky, she had to also be a little flashy with her movements, even if it wasnt anything too special.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 16, 2024 21:43:18 GMT -8
Mal scoffed at the woman's boast. "Make sport of it then. The one who kills the least buys a round of spotchka."
Without waiting for her response, Mal took a few steps back to get a running head start and burst into a full sprint across the rooftop, pushing his legs to their limits. The next building over was not too far, he was sure he could make it. Even still, his heart raced with the possibilities of what could happen. It must look odd for one covered in so much armor to move so fast. Beskar might be one of the most durable metals in the galaxy, but it is also incredibly light, allowing for such agile movements such as this. As he approached the edge, he pushed off for a mighty leap crossing the gap between buildings and landing effortlessly on the other side. Unfazed, the mando continued his sprint towards the next building. As he approached the next edge he could tell this gap had a bit more width, but he knew he could still make it. Again, bringing his legs to their utmost limits he pushed off as hard as he could this time. He ducked into a roll as he hit the next rooftop hard, and quickly sprang back to his feet and continued running. His legs were on fire now, but nothing was going to stop him. The next building was the casino, and the skylight was in sight. One final push, and then the fun could begin...
A Kel Dorian thug gave a suspicious look of confusion as he saw a shard of glass fall to the floor in front of him. Almost simultaneously he could hear a crashing noise above him, and he jerked his orange pitted head towards the ceiling. In that moment everything seemed to happen so fast, within the blink of an eye. Yet to the Kel Dorian, everything appeared to move incredibly slow. It was raining glass. Amidst the tiny shards that shimmered in the light, the Kel Dorian could see someone in blue and black armor falling directly towards him. The Kel Dorian was stunned, and only watched in horror as the armored figure threw what could only be assumed to be grav charge which stuck to one of the emplaced auto turrets they had set up on one of the casino's tables. In the blink of an eye one of the turrets was turned into a pile of smoldering scrap metal. After watching the explosion, the Kel Dorian turned back to the figure falling towards him, who was now only a few meters above his head and seemed to have some kind of blades or claws coming out of his arms. The Kel Dorian tried to raise his blaster to shoot his attacker, but to no avail. Before he could take aim, both blades had sunk into his chest, and the armored warrior was using his body to break his fall. In his death throws the Kel dorian squeezed his trigger, and the blaster fired bolts in random directions before finally going cold. Soon after, so did the thug's body.
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Post by li'nae on Apr 17, 2024 15:26:18 GMT -8
She watched as Mal lept from building to building. It was honestly a sight to see, but she knew that it was possible for her to do as well. And so she took a couple feet worth of steps back before bracing herself to run. Her heartbeat quickened, only slightly nervous about the jump, specifically the distance. "You can do this." Li'nae thought to herself before taking off with a strong sprint. And with one foot at the edge of the roof, she pushed herself off and across the gap that seperated the two buildings.
Now that she was on top of the other building she lost her balance a little but quickly regained it as she attempted to jump across another gap. This was where she was unsure if she was able to make it on her two feet like she just did with this building, but it this wasnt going to get in her way of keeping pride that she was going to attempt to get more kills than Mal. And so at the edge of this building, she jumped again— And what she feared happened, she didn't quite make it and started to fall. She would quickly reach fir her Lightsaber, extending it's plasma blade then pushing it into the wall of the Casino, this slowing her fall as well as allowing her to start from the bottom floor.
With a well placed foot onto one of the windows, she bent down to peak into what this building was like on the inside. From what she could make out there were five people in the room, which allowed her to deduct that there must be 5 more upstairs. And within the corner there was the other turret. But what exactly was the correct move here. With a bit of calculations she figured that the best option would be that she take out the turret first, or it was possible to do a two in one. With her plan in mind, she crashed through the window, lightsaber in hand, it's bright purple plasma lighting the poorly lit casino.
The turret was the first thing to target her, following the Kel Dorians not a second after, their blasters aimed in her direction. She was very much unphased by their looks, but something happened, something that made her spring into action almost immediately, "Jedi!" One of the Kel Dorian's would yell out before everysone started shooting their blasters almost simultaneously, from there Li'nae would duck and block most of the shots from the blasters, some of them hitting her in the arm, of course it hurt but it was best that she didnt make a sound. But as soon as she made her way over to the turret, she would slice it from where it has been attached before using the Force to toss it to the farthest enemy from her, crashing into them with an explosion.
From there she would continue blocking the blaster's plasma bullets before aiming her own at the closest enemy to her, placing a shot directly between his eyes. She was beginning to think this might've been a little harder than what she was used to doing in a group of her fellow companions. However, she did not fret, in fact she knew that she could do this with some injuries taken.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 17, 2024 20:01:15 GMT -8
Mal barely had any time to react. The instant he had landed on and plunged his blades into that first thug, the rest that were on the upper level opened fire on him. One of the blaster bolts grazed Mal's left pauldron just before he rolled to the right and hastily kicked over one of the tables meant for gambling. Now behind some cover, Mal quickly drew his blaster while the Kel Dorians showered the other side of the durasteel bottomed table. He waited to hear a gap in their fire pattern, then popped out from cover to return fire. A bolt from his pistol exploded into on of the Kel Dorian's chest and the force from the blast knocked him off his feet, a blow from which he did not get back up from. Mal zipped back behind his cover, and the blaster fire from the other gang members became even heavier. Mal knew just the remedy for such a situation, and pulled from his belt a small cylindrical device and flipped the switch to arm it. Exposing only his arm from around the corner of the table he was behind, Mal flung the device across the room. It bounced and rolled, slowing down perfectly at the attackers feet. The subsequent explosion was not of fire and shrapnel however, instead a light as bright as the sun engulfed the room for a split second along with a deafening pop. As soon as the pop was heard, Mal sprang to his feet from behind the cover and released a flurry of blaster bolts. He could see two of the Kel Dorians writhing around, blinded and deafened, shooting in random directions just before the bolts hit their targets and they dropped to the floor.
Mal scanned the room, knowing there was another thug somewhere with him on this upper level. His search led him to see the lower level, where Li'nae bravely stood her ground against her half of the enemies. He watched her gracefully swing her lightsaber destroying the last turret, while also blocking incoming blaster bolts. There was no doubt in his mind now. With reflexes like that, she was most certainly a jedi. Before Mal was able to reason in his head how a mandalorian jedi could be a thing, the final Kel Dorian on the upper level had ambushed Mal, poking him with a taser staff from behind. Mal groaned in agony as an electrical current cut through his body. Sloppy was the only word he could think, he was stupid for letting his guard down. It would not happen again. Mal struggled to turn gritting his teeth together while it took every ounce of his strength to move any part of his body. Mal swore he could just barely make out the look of shock written on the Kel Dorians face from behind it's strange re-breather as he tore the taser staff from him with one hand and breathed fire with his other hand. The Kel Dorian was burnt to a crisp, and hit the ground with a loud thud. Mal the rested a foot on the body and pushed, sending the still on-fire corpse rolling down the stairs and directly into one of Li'nae's attackers.
"Looks like you could use some help."
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Post by li'nae on Apr 17, 2024 20:41:49 GMT -8
She knew that Mal was able to handle whatever fight he had going on all by burning one if the Kel Doriansto a crisp. But as soon as Mal had entered the room, one of the other Kel Dorians would point his gun directly into the direction of the other Mandalorian. Li'nae couldn't let Mal get hurt like she did, even if he had more experince with this type of thing. She quickly put her gun away into it's holster and her lightsaber in her dominant hand now— She used her free hand to take out the pin from the bottom of the lightsaber and almost in an instant it lengthened into a staff-like object. She then put the pin in a pouch on her combat belt.
"Watch out." She said, even though she had a gash in her left arm. She still had a strong will and didn't mind the pain all that much in this situation due to the adrenaline running through her body.
Li'nae then lifted her left hand up and used the force to start choking the Kel Dorain that had it's sight on Mal. From there she lifted him up into the air, watching him drop the blaster to put his hands up around his own neck. She didn't seem to babe any sympathy for this creature's struggle. But as soon as the blaster hit the floor she tossed this one to another nearby her vicinity, slamming both of them into a wall; and as they made impact with the wall she used her now saberstaff to stab both simultaneously in the back and chest respectively.
As she took her saber out off the two, there was one running from the backrooms, and as it was running to her, the response she gave to this was taking the beskar knife that was on the back of her combat belt, throwing it directly at the Kel Dorain's neckz the blade landing horizontally. She would then use the Force to bring the blade back to her hand, causing the man to start bleeding out from the neck. He fell onto the ground with hands desperately trying to close the gap in his neck but alas there was no saving him.
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 18, 2024 20:15:19 GMT -8
Mal's helmet tilted in curiosity. "Looks like we might have more friends back there."
Mal made his way to the door the last thug had emerged from. The door was rusted beyond belief, but the red light on the control panel next to it seemed to indicate it was still functioning. Mal tapped the button to open the door. Nothing. He frustratingly tapped it several more times. It was clear the door was locked tight. He turned back towards Li'nae and spoke in a soft, gravely voice.
"Stay back."
He reached into his belt and pulled out a little red circle. Pressing down on it to activate it before he placed his palm down on the rusted surface of the door, leaving the little red circular grav charge there beeping. He calmly walked away until he was behind a pillar in the center of the room. Soon after the door was turned to scrap metal and smoke. The armored pair took their first couple steps into the room, and everything inside came into focus as the smoke cleared. It was a much smaller room, but still plenty big enough. It seemed the Kel Dorians had turned this room into a makeshift workshop. On the opposite end in front of them, there was a suit of armor hung up on chains. It was a strange armor set that Mal had never seen before. Looked almost like a droid. In the middle of its chest was an giant device with a blinking red light. On either side of it stood two Kel Dorians. One of them, who Mal assumed to be the leader due to him wearing higher quality armor than the others, spoke up.
"You two have killed all my men... You must be here for all this stuff we stole from her."
Mal remained silent while his vibro-wrist blades sprang from his gauntlet accompanied by the loud sound of metal against metal. He took an aggressive step forward before he was stopped by the sight of a Kel Dorian holding up some sort of trigger device.
"Ah, ah, ah... I don't think you want to be doing that." He said waving the trigger in the air. "One flip of the switch, and this thermite charge will burn a hole through this very expensive looking armor."
Mal nervously looked to Li'nae. It was her armor. He was unsure of how she wanted to proceed in this situation.
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li'nae
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Post by li'nae on Apr 18, 2024 20:55:58 GMT -8
"I'm guessing that's the only reason you took my armor." Li'nae said with a scoff. She looked the Kel Dorain directly in the face, even though he was unable to see her glare she wasn't too sure what to do next. Her armor was indeed expensive, and it would be a waste of time, not only to her, but to Mal as well. She turned her head over to the other Mandalorian before looking around on his person if there was anything that she could use, since her inventory was pretty bleak.
*From that moment, there seemed to be a scratching at the walls as if something was climbing across it. It may base caused some confusion but it didn't seem to affect the Kel Dorains as they were possibly used to this old building creaking from time to time. And in an instant a beam of plasma seemed to come from nowhere, going directly through various tendons that kept his hand on the control, from there 8L-4D3 came into view from his camouflaged state, grabbing the remote after pushing himself off of the wall. He would then have a wire come from his back and going into the device, quickly disarming it. Once Jr was disarmed he crushed it with his mechanical mouth.*
"I knew Blade would come." *Li'nae then pulled her blaster out from his holster, and the plasma blade of her staff pointed at the other Kel Dorains, "Alright, you can return to me what is rightfully mine or me and my friend here can take your life." *From the way she sounded, it was obvious she had a smirk on her face from beneath.
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Mal Drynlann
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Post by Mal Drynlann on Apr 23, 2024 19:23:19 GMT -8
Mal remained silent and took a few steps toward the suit of armor. The two Kel Dorians immediately jumped between him and the suit. One of them lunged forward swinging his vibrosword down towards Mal, aiming for the gap in his armor. Fast as lightning, Mal's hand shot into the air, his hand bringing the cortosis blade to a sudden halt. The Kel Dorian, despite his re-breather and goggles, had wrinkles on his face that formed together to make something resembling a look of utter shock and confusion. The sound of metal grinding against metal screeched through the room, as Mal's crushgaunts constricted around the blade. A small crack formed along the blade, and then another, and before long the blade snapped in half, shards of it shattering in all directions. Before the Kel Dorian could even comprehend what had happened, Mal's off hand came flying in a fearsome right hook that knocked the thug onto the ground. The second Kel Dorian; the leader, came at him next. Mal had grown tired of this, and blocked the incoming vibrosword with his vambrace and swiped it away. He followed up by grabbing the gang leader by the shirt and pulling him in, bringing the Kel Dorian's head crashing into Mal's beskar helmet. His body slumped to the floor. Mal quickly put binds on both their hands and put them on their knees before Li'nae. He turned his dark visor to the girl, his voice was grim.
"What do you wanna do with 'em?"
The Kel Dorians regained their senses just then, and upon seeing both the armored figures standing over them they realized their situation was dire. The leader began sweating and babbling.
"Please dont kill us! just let us go and we will leave! you will never see us again!" The other one spoke now. "No! Just let me go, and take him. There's a bounty on his head! Just let me leave and you can collect on him! My head is worth nothing!" The leader cursed in his native tongue at his subordinate. <"You bastard!">
Mal reached for his back and the sharp sound of cold mandalorian iron pierced the air as Mal retrieved his beskad from it's scabbard. His gracefully flipped it around so that its grip presented itself in front of Li'nae. He continued to stare at her inquisitively from behind the stoic face plate of his helmet. He urged her to make a decision.
"It's your call."
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li'nae
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Post by li'nae on Apr 23, 2024 20:27:37 GMT -8
Li'nae turned her head over to the leader and thought for a moment. She had no idea what she would get for turning this man in, but it would be better than nothing, "Mal, tie the leader, we'll take him in after I retrieve the rest of my things." The tone of her voice was monotonous, but inside she was somewhat glad to have some justice for getting her things stolen. She walked over to the other Kel Dorian, turning off her lightsaber and put it away, "Sorry." She made her way over to Mal, taking his blade into her hand after putting her lightsaber away. She carefully examined the blade before walking back over to the goon and with one fell swoop, she slammed the blade directly into his chest before quickly taking it out and swinging it back, a streak of blood went across the floor, almost landing on the leader.
"I don't trust the left over goons." A sigh came from her as she snapped her fingers a couple of times. Her Robo-dog, Blade, ran over to her, "Blade, run diagnostics and disarm whatever they have in there that's harmful." The dog would just nod his head before getting to whatever Li'nae had told him to do.
After that was done she walked back over to the leader and pushed the blade she had in her hand into his shoulder, barely hugging into the skin "I had other things on my ship that I needed to take back to my clan. Tell me where they are. You know what I'm talking about. I have some very precious metals in there including beskar." She dug the blade even further into his skin, blood starting to seep from his flesh, staining the clothing. Which each second that passed by the blade got deeper even if it was only a tiny bit at a time.
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