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Kaine Australis

Kaine Australis

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#1863152 The Infernal Child's Chocolate Adventure (Koda Fett)

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 01:17 PM

There was pain, and it only got worse. Bones, blood and gore. It was almost beyond endurance. Almost. The whole leg was on fire. Adara Raxis now, was a distant memory with Irella Vizsla, Koda Fett and Abel Australis. Only the pain and the combat remained.

Vizsla had hold of him by the left wrist, which had the advantage of stopping Kaine from toppling to the ground. It had the disadvantage that Vizsla was wearing crushgaunts and his left wrist was in serious danger of going the way of his leg.


Crack went Ronan's helmet to his, and the Warmaster's head snapped back, smoke rising from his own buy'ce.

 

His visor was cracked, and the integrity indicator on the HUD went directly from green to red without stopping at yellow.

 

Kaine's hand spasmed with the additional shock and pain, and he dropped the sword, which clattered to the ground. That left Kaine's right arm momentarily free, and he angled that wrist at Ronan's shattered faceplate.

 

See you in hell, thought the Warmaster, through the agony.

He activated the wrist-mounted flame projector at point blank range. At this range, he'd burn himself. He didn't care. 

Ronan Vizsla

 




#1863114 The Infernal Child's Chocolate Adventure (Koda Fett)

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 10:56 AM

Kad, but he was fast. Faster than Kaine would have been after taking that sort of impact, but he supposed he wasn't getting any younger. Combat was a young man's game this old man refused to give up just yet. Not when there were still battles to fight, and certainly not with his daughter's life at risk. Lethality was part of the game in combat, and at close range, it came fast.

Beskar met beskar with the ringing clash of the ages.

 

Kaine's eyes saw the danger, but with the threat to Adara Raxis, his personal wellbeing was far from the main concern. He saw the opportunity too, something that close proximity to an enemy brought. Everything else was forgotten now, Abel Australis, the others, Irella Vizsla, Koda Fett, and Aiya the nanny who was also a shabla Sith. Only the fight mattered.

Ronan's crushgaunt caught Kaine's knee, with Mandalorian precision, and shattered the joint with a crack.

The pain was intense, and his entire leg screamed with the mistreatment. It was going to slow him down, but it did not stop him from aiming his left wrist at Ronan's nearby face and blinking the activation. I can fight without a leg, Vizsla, if you can fight without a face, he thought, gritting his teeth at what he was sure had severed his bloody leg, something he was prepared to accept, if it got him to Adara and her to safety. For that, he would pay any price.

As his opponent struck, Kaine struck, firing the voxyn acid directly into Ronan's faceplate.

 

There was no room for mercy or restraint here. Kaine's only thought was for Adara. That kept him from passing out from the pain, though it wasn't going to let him walk around on a shattered knee.

Ronan Vizsla




#1863094 Of Uncommon Fear & Family (Kaine, Beth)

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 09:48 AM

Where the hell had that come from? Wow, he thought to himself. Kaine was as shocked by the unthinking and relaxed way in which Yasha had kissed him as by the suddenness of it. He'd enjoyed it immensely, but he hadn't seen it coming. Thus, he most certainly did not see the punch to the gut coming, and it landed square, knocking the wind squarely from his lungs.

Defeated, and unable to respond effectively, Kaine's arms missed their grab for the escaping Mand'alor. Despite his momentary grimace, he couldn't wipe the grin from his face as he sat up alone in bed, listening to the squeals and laughter of the family in the next room.

He took a few moments to get his breath back, Yasha could hit hard, and he wasn't an Epicanthix. And, he admitted to himself, he wasn't getting any younger. It was coming close to the time where he'd need the assistance of medicine and science to remain at his peak. Kaine hated that about getting old, you had to keep cheating to keep up with the young.

Finally, he swung his legs over the side of the bed, got to his feet, and wandered out to the breakfast table to see what awaited.

It didn't matter to him, his family was there, the young children happy and safe. Beth, probably asleep as teenagers did in the morning, and like Yasha, happy and safe. That was all that mattered to Kaine.

 

He deepened his voice to a roar as he walked out into the hall facing the kitchen.

OOGA BOOGA BREAKFAST! IMMA RAID IT!

Yasha Mantis Beth Australis-Mantis




#1863078 New Life, New M.E

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 08:30 AM

Kaine nodded. Here came the serious part, the Gai bal manda, that an Aliit Alor spoke when welcoming a new Mandalorian to their Clan.

Ni kyr'tayl gai sa'ad, Rulakh Kal're-Maj. He smiled. I know your name as my own. That was as legal as Mandalorian adoption got.

You're part of Clan Australis now, welcome to the family. You just inherited a whole bunch of brothers and sisters; vode, that you never knew you had.

There was a lot more to come, language, the resol'nare, the Clan itself, and meeting the beings that Rulakh would come to know as his battle brothers and battle sisters, Clan Australis welcomed its own. Mandalorians didn't care who you'd been or what you'd done, only that you'd chosen to become one of them. That counted a lot more.

Rulakh Kal're-Maj




#1863074 New Life, New M.E

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 08:14 AM

Offering to hire people he didn't know from a bar of soap was one of the things Kaine Australis did best. Most people had a talent somewhere, hidden or otherwise, and the Mando'ade could always use talent. That hadn't changed in 800 years, unlike so much else.

I'll warn you, life after joining the Mandalorian Empire ain't easy. There's plenty of fighting to be done, and you won't have time to get bored. If you're really good, you'll attract the notice of a Mando female, and then you're really in for it. A man who can get the job done, earn credits and come home alive is worth his weight in aurodium.

He grinned, took his drink, and raised it.

Cheers. He sipped at the ale, nodded, finding it satisfactory in temperature and taste.

Think of it like a volunteer army. Find the role that suits you, we supply the equipment and any training and experience, and pay you to fill that role.

It wasn't a bad offer, most looked for a catch. There wasn't one, a being either accepted becoming a Mandalorian or they didn't. Either way, they had their uses to the Mandalorian Empire. But Kaine had a feeling about this one. He could fight, of that the Warmaster had no doubt. But would he fight for another's cause and coin?

Rulakh Kal're-Maj




#1863030 New Life, New M.E

Posted by Kaine Australis on Yesterday, 01:53 AM

Kaine grinned.

He had no issue with the droid, he just found that some people that ran cantinas didn't like Mandalorians, and the Australis Alor didn't particularly want to drink piss or watered down ale.

I have no quarrel with the droid. Just want to make sure we're drinking what we pay for. He waved a hand to show he was joking.

The Armor plate is a beskar composite, a little lighter and sturdier. I first learned the art nearly thirty years ago. You pick up a few skills along the way.

He asked then a question of his own.

 

You interested in paying work? Might be a set of armour in it for you, if you're interested, and you have a skill set you can use.

He watched Rulakh carefully to gauge his reaction.

Rulakh Kal're-Maj




#1862799 Of Uncommon Fear & Family (Kaine, Beth)

Posted by Kaine Australis on 21 September 2018 - 08:54 AM

There was no mistaking that particular grin, he'd seen it at least once before that he was sure of, the night of the Golden Festival. Visions of that particular night flashed behind his eyes, which he was sure lit up playfully.

The Warmaster advanced on his target, leaning across to reach one long arm and pin the subject in place, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of the chase.

And as luck tended to have it, the silly old bugger was foiled by a sneak attack from the flank. Awakened by the yelping, the little ones had come.

 

Breaching the door with squeals of "Baba!" and "We're awake!", the twin terrors attacked with jumps, mercilessly imposing themselves on the two consenting adults. Kaine sighed long and loud. His voice had a playful tone.

We're still tired. Can we wake up later?

Reyn was having none of it.

Buir, you're awake and its daytime.

Aiya, where are you, Kaine thought, as he met Yasha's lovely eyes and saw the same question there. He did the only thing he could, leaned across and gave her a big kiss. Then he winked.

I'll think of something.

Adara's ears heard that. She was an inquisitive one where secrets were concerned.

Think of what, baba?

Kaine, though, was wise to the guile of the children, and armed with that experience, salvaged something from the engagement with a weapon of his own.

Breakfast.

Squealing, the two terrors ran for the kitchen, arguing over who would get to go first. Kaine leaned over to Yasha. Only half joking, he grinned.

We can barricade the door with the furniture.

There wasn't time for that. It was an even money bet as to which child would destroy the door first. But there was time for one more kiss.

Yasha Mantis




#1862796 Intergalactic Cultural Exchange

Posted by Kaine Australis on 21 September 2018 - 08:45 AM

Kaine was impressed again. No nonsense or blather about rules, the trust of a professional. He'd show the same respect.

 

As you say. Let's talk.

The Warmaster brought his blade up to vertical beside his helmet, before swinging it back low and right, in an elegant salute. Then he advanced on the taller Senator.

He was watching carefully, the staff gave his opponent reach to go with the advantage of his height. Surprises would probably be in order, but Kaine resolved to keep this one clean and honourable.

If there was no attack, Kaine's advance would stop within sword range.

A ploy, to see if the Republic represenative would strike him. Kaine's entire posture was relaxed, his mind in the mandalorian way of true combat, empty of all thought but finishing the combat. In that, the being opposing him would find it difficult to gauge his intent. Kaine himself did not know. It was psychological, he was testing, he wanted to see who and what it was he faced here.

Tobias Dracks




#1862770 The Law Of Life: Mandalorian Empire Dominion of Ithor HexAA18

Posted by Kaine Australis on 21 September 2018 - 06:56 AM

The sacred grove of the priests of Ithor was a wonder to Kaine. He'd carried Yasha's limp form from the speeder, and tried his best to concentrate on his task, and his task to come. He didn't understand all the mysteries of the Force, he was no Master, only a student who had accepted this burden willingly in order to heal those he considered his family, something he would go to any length to protect. This was not a role he was familiar with, nor had he ever expected to find himself here on Ithor once more, among the ghosts of the past, his and hers.

The Infernal child walked along. Kaine imagined the teenage boy he'd been, all those years ago. They hadn't got near the surface, the Ithorians hadn't wanted outsiders traipsing all over their sacred world. This time, it was different. They were approaching water.

He'd seen this world destroyed once. It filled him with hope for the future seeing Ithor restored, as the Ithorians had always believed that it would.

Now, they were here to heal one of their own, and maybe, just maybe, Kaine would find some of his own. This was going to be a trial unlike anything he had faced before. Out of his depth, inexperienced, but determined, he would face it and give it his all.


Out of respect to the Ithorians, Kaine levitated along inches above the ground, unwilling to actually touch their soil unless they asked it of him, or it became necessary. Yasha was held tightly but gently in his arms as he followed the priests to their sacred place.

Their friends and companions were pushed from his mind now, he was already working on clearing his mind, trusting the others to do what was necessary, that he could complete his task.

Yasha Mantis Loreena Arenais Stardust Australis Skirae Tobias Dib Taeli Raaf Alkor Centaris Nicair Claden




#1862432 Intergalactic Cultural Exchange

Posted by Kaine Australis on 20 September 2018 - 09:22 AM

Thankyou for recieiving me, Vice Chancellor.

 

Kaine was suprised and delighted. Compliments and then an invitation to spar? He'd won the lottery with this assignment. Happier than he'd been in some time. The Warmaster looked over the room. He didn't spot much reinforcing or shielding, and figured his ranged weapons were probably out of the question. Wouldn't do to pierce bulkheads on a starship.

 

By way of acknowledgement, he removed his sword, and then undid his weapon belt and put it to one side of the training ring before stepping into it. Armoured, and ready for battle, Kaine extended the sword's blade, holding it in his right hand.

An excellent suggestion. Blades then?

It was an open question, if the man wanted to go hand to hand, Kaine would happily remove his beskar'gam. For now, he had the weapons systems on his armour deactivated, and his weapon of choice ready to go.

 

Tobias Dracks




#1862387 New Life, New M.E

Posted by Kaine Australis on 20 September 2018 - 07:46 AM

Kaine liked what he saw. This one wasn't at all intimidated. Good. The offer of a drink was a welcome one, and hard to refuse anywhere in the galaxy.

The Warmaster took the offered stool with a nod. Then in a show of respect, he reached up and removed his helmet, clipping it to his belt. A droid server, shabby and cheap, rolled up.

Gal.

The droid didn't respond, clearly not programmed to understand Mando'a.

 

Ale. The droid beeped.

And tell your manager if it's not cold or it tastes like piss or water, then we might have to institute a minimum language standard for server droids.

The droid whistled this time. Kaine relented. His blue eyes went to his new drinking companion.

Built the armour myself, forged it too. Not an original component left these days. Gotta move with the times though. I'm Kaine Australis.

He reached a gauntleted hand across the table to Rulakh.

Rulakh Kal're-Maj




#1862385 The Law Of Life: Mandalorian Empire Dominion of Ithor HexAA18

Posted by Kaine Australis on 20 September 2018 - 06:57 AM

Location: Eponix, Yasha-Class Atmospheric Carrier, Ward Room
Objective 2: Commune with the Ithorian Priests
Allies: Yasha Mantis Stardust Australis Skirae Tobias Dib Loreena Arenais Taeli Raaf

The answers he had gotten were less than satisfactory, but they would have to do for now. This was in the hands of the priests, as Yasha had wished it so. Kaine wouldn't let her down.

He heard her words without listening, she was in distress, and helping her meant doing as the priests had said. He picked her up and carried her, following the Ithorians to the speeder. He looked to Lori and commed her privately.

::Watch them all. I trust Stardust, I don't know the others.::

Then he followed the priests and deposited Yasha gently into the speeder before clambering aboard himself. His head turned to Tobias.

Yasha is the priority here. We must save her.

That was all that mattered to Kaine. He was preparing himself for the struggle ahead, mentally. This would not be a battle fought with weapons. Here, the Force was the key.

 



#1862018 Hello All!

Posted by Kaine Australis on 19 September 2018 - 10:47 AM

The Dapper Mog 

Oh, I vote for the murderous HK droid rampage x 10

 

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#1861958 Hello All!

Posted by Kaine Australis on 19 September 2018 - 06:08 AM

The Dapper Mog

Mandalorian.

Clearly. :)

PS. Welcome to Chaos




#1861951 Intergalactic Cultural Exchange

Posted by Kaine Australis on 19 September 2018 - 04:40 AM

Planet: Lunar Meadow
 
Location: High Orbit, Battlecruiser Quasar

The Protectorate-Class Battlecruiser Quasar emerged from Hyperspace above the Mandalorian Rim planet of Lunar Meadow.
 
To be fair, it wasn't in Mandalorian Empire space, but it was close enough that they paid attention to what went on there, and Kaine thought of it as the Mandalorian Rim. Being that it wasn't inside Mando space proper, he'd elected to bring one of the larger more imposing vessels out here on this sojourn.

Once the ship decanted, a shuttle dropped from the massive ship and headed across to the Hammerhead Frigate nearby. The shuttle sent a recognition signal and broadcast its IFF clearly and made its way in to land in the main hangar. Kaine exited the shuttlecraft alone, and was directed through the ship to a room marked Training Room.

Figuring this was a strange place to meet a Republic Vice-Chancellor, Kaine went ahead anyway, intrigued to find out more, and headed in through the main doors.