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Ah Know Dis Is Fruitful - ME Dominion of Anobis Hex Y-23

Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
Mig was shocked by what [member="Beth Cadera"] said to say the least. What the heck was the president's son doing this for!? There was no way he needed to steal from others, assuming his father hadn't disowned him or something. Mig nodded as he contacted Beth and [member="Fedrig"] . "Ok. We're going with Fedrig's plan. Get him out of the crowd where we can talk to him about this." Mig continued to walk closer, keeping his eyes on the changeling.
 
Beth was doing her best to stay normal looking, despite the fact that the shapeshifter was right behind her now. She bit her lip as [member="Fedrig"] mentioned that perhaps this wasn't the best idea. A similar line of thought was moving through her mind, too. It would not look good for them to arrest him, guilty or not. In a way, she hated that was the case but...

"Okay," she whispered into her comms. "There's an alleyway to my right, about 50 feet. I'll start walking there, and go in. I'll try to pull him in but I'll need you guys asap. Not in armor and uh, as you guys know, I kinda bruise easily." With that in mind and a new plan in mind, she approached the alleyway. She slipped into it. The shape shifter stopped, confused, but approached nonetheless. It was probably strange, but the shifter just assumed perhaps she was doing some drugs. Spice, perhaps? Maybe there was something worth more than he expected in that big ole' purse. Beth had already prepared for her lunge.

Beth grabbed as fast as she could, one hand covering his mouth and the other around his neck as she yanked him into the alley. "Hurry!" She hissed to [member="Mig Gred"] and Fedrig, as she took an elbow into her gut and danced her feet so the person wouldn't step on her toes. Ugh... At least no one saw, as far as she could tell.
 

Fedrig

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Fedrig listened to the orders and felt confident that they were going about it the right way. Guiding the shapeshifter out of the public eye, Beth did a good job not to become suspicious in her movements, it seemed she was good at this time of thing. He would be interested in getting to know her better after this mission. Also be a way to apologise for hurting her. Now, he had to focus on the task, making sure he kept close, Fedrig was near when Beth called out for help. He rushed over and grabbed the guy, pinning him against the wall. He looked over to Beth and nodded his head, she was impressively strong while also being petite.

"I got him, are you okay?" There was concern in his voice, he knew she wasn't as sturdy as he was. Fedrig was use to dealing with violent people and getting beaten up sometimes. His large hand gripped the shapeshifter's throat and stared at him in the eyes with cold blue eyes, he waited for Mig to turn up. Fedrig figured that Mig would know what to do with the thief better than Fedrig did, he believed that the boy deserved some form of punishment but what level he wasn't sure.

[member="Beth Cadera"] | [member="Mig Gred"]
 
Cassiopeia gave a nod as Adenn walked around - she let the realization sink in for the group. For some reason, they seemed to doubt the proof in front of them. Nonetheless, Cassiopeia let them scan through the various data that was on the datapad. It showed more than enough evidence. The Mandalorians kept care of their own.

She gave a nod. "Well, assuming you sign our treaty, we'll be happy too." She smiled alongside her clarification. "Lastly, medical care. Every citizen of the Clans is entitled to healthcare, regardless of income. I saw that you have a fairly rough mortality rate still, particurarly with accidental detonation of traps. This is yet another service we will provide to you." She paused, waiting for them. "In total, you get at least 75% autonomy, a fixed environment is more than half the time, a superb educational system - which can be localized through Clans, etc. And an extensive healthcare network that your citizens have access too. Really, considering, this is your best option."

She waited for any questions. Oswiva nodded, "My question is - how do you pay for all this?" Cassiopeia had a simple answer: "Extensive trade networks, leveraging of corporations, and, well in general a lot of rich people." She gave a nod with a sigh. Politics were dumb. "We do hope you join our amazing nation, you won't regret it."

"Now, I have a datapad here that contains the terms of our treaty. I have already signed the Mandalorians side - it is now in your hands."

[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 
Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
Mig had done his best to remain inconspicuous until he heard Beth. The Mandalorian quickly ran towards the ally once he was sure everyone else wouldn't notice. Once he had run in, he noticed [member="Beth Cadera"] seemed hurt, and that [member="Fedrig"] seemed to have pinned the changling by the throat. The Alor quickly ran up, checking on Beth first.

"You good," he asked. Once Beth had given him an answer, Mig turned to the pickpocket and held his hand up. The Mando'ade'jetii began to use the Force to hold the thief in place. He then eyed Fedrig, telling him "I've got him now. You can let go of his neck." Once the shapeshifter's neck was free, Mig eyed him.

"Ok kid. Why are ya doing this? Someone could think of any reason you'd need to pick pockets for a living."
 
When [member="Cassiopeia Australis"] showed the delegates the information of how they treated their own, they seemed to relax. Oswiva was so far the only one who had questions there. She must've feared that they got their money through ill-gotten ways. Adenn smirked from behind his helm, it was a valid concern, especially considering Mandalorians and their past.

Then suddenly Jimmy stood up, startling the other two delegates with him. Adenn himself had lightly placed his hand on his holstered pistol, that was until Jimmy spoke.
"Thank you so so much." He bowed at the waist towards Cassi. "This... this is amazing." He then straightened, only for the other two delegates to stand and bow as well.

Then they all sat down together and Jimmy took the datapad. He looked it over one more time, then let the other two look it over as well. Once they all had, Jimmy took it all back. Then, looking up, between [member="Quoron Cadera"], [member="Cassiopeia Australis"], and finally Adenn, he smiled. He then took out a pen and signed the document.

Adenn walked over then and spoke.
"Welcome to the Clans of Mandalore." He then patted Jimmys shoulder. "You won't regret this, ever. We protect our own, and that now includes you."

Jimmy smiled at him, then looked to the other two delegates. They smiled as well, before they signed it too. Then Jimmy handed the datapad to Adenn who held it out to Cassi. It was rather surreal how it went from tense to this sort of happiness.

[member="Cassiopeia Australis"]
 
Years of training – both physical, through the Force, and general education, had prepared the young woman for these situations. Her body naturally had a lower limit than most people, but she could handle her own when she needed too. The problem, though, was she had no armor and the shifter knew how to get out of a grip.

Luckily, [member="Fedrig"] reached them in time and managed to pin the shifter. With the impact to the wall, the shifter went to his default appearance. “Urgh, not so hard, man,” he muttered to Fedrig.

Beth on the other hand held onto her gut, which had been elbowed several times. She gave a quick nod to [member="Mig Gred"] confirming she was okay, “Yep, just… Catching my breath,” she muttered as she resisted the urge to vomit. “We know you’re the President’s kid, so don’t act stupid. I’ve already sent a report to [member="Adenn Kyramud"] detailing your shenanigans.”

The shifter’s eyes widened – not really realizing that he could have imperiled the negotiations. “It’s… Fun?” He answered blankly at Mig’s question.
 
Cassiopeia was relieved that the delegates seemed content with the terms and conditions and seemingly approved of the annexation into the Clans of Mandalore. She took a breath and exhaled. As she had gotten older, the politics had gotten more and more annoying. Politics itself was just… Infuriatingly annoying.

It was a necessary evil, though. Cassiopeia smiled as the delegates signed the datapad and handed it back to her. She shook each of the delegates hands. “Welcome to the Clans of Mandalore. We’ll get our best scientists and terraforming equipment here as fast as possible. Like I said, you can expect your world to be healed in a couple years at most.”

She looked towards the door. “Perhaps it’s time for us to go enjoy the festivities ourselves, to welcome this new, great relationship between Anobis and the Clans?”

[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 
Adenn was happy, the negotiations were a success. [member="Cassiopeia Australis"] seemed to think so too, if her smile was anything to go by. He smiled as well, though it was unseen. As Cassi shook the delegates hands, Adenn patted her shoulder to congratulate her on a job well done. Then she asked her question. Adenn nodded his head, and began to make his way to the door.
"Indeed, congratulations on a job well done." he said with an evident smile to his voice.

Then he suddenly stopped. He had just received a message from [member="Beth Cadera"], it read. Pickpocket apprehended. It's the Presidents son. There was some more information about what he'd done, but Adenn didn't pay attention to that. Only to that one line. He started getting angry, and when he got angry, it wasn't good for the person on the receiving end. Adenn slowly turned around and walked back to a side table, one made out of glass. There he leaned his fists against the table edge and looked at the delegates dangerously. However, they were oblivious, celebrating their joining the Clans of Mandalore.

Adenn leaned there and growled low to himself, then quick as lightning punched the desk, hard. The table shattered completely, drawing yelps and cries of surprise from the delegates. They stood up and looked fearfully at Adenn; just then 2 guards ran into the room, having heard something shatter. They spotted Adenn and glanced at each other fearfully before slowly moving towards the delegates to try to protect them.
"Don't." They stopped. "Leave us, now."

The 2 guards looked at each other fearfully before running out. They were guards, but still valued their own lives more. Adenn then looked up at the delegates, his anger very evident to them. They cowered away from him, scared and surprised at the sudden change in attitude. Then when Adenn spoke, they felt a tremor in their bones at how coldly Adenn spoke.
"Explain yourselves, and explain your president."

"E.. expla.. explain what sir?" Jimmy spoke up fearfully. Adenn flipped the table to the side and walked towards them, causing them to cower further from him.

"Explain the presidents son. He is the pickpocket. He is what has been causing disturbances throughout these celebrations. HE is now very close to losing something precious to himself."
"Presi..presidents son? I don't understand. He did, but why?"

"That's what you're going to answer to me." At that, Adenn reached forward and picked Jimmy up by the scruff of his collar. "Why would the presidents son endanger these meetings this way? Did you know about this." His voice was still low, cold and threatening. It promised pain if he didn't get what he wanted.
"No si.. sir. I didn't know." Jimmy turned his head to the other two delegates. "Did you?" He yelped out fearfully.

They both shook their heads in fear. Adenn turned his helmeted head to them, letting his impassive T-visor look them over. Cursing to himself softly, he dropped Jimmy to the floor.
"Then find out what you can. I," he turned to the glass window, "will get an answer from the source."

Jimmy nodded fearfully, looking to Cassi for help. She was the calmer head here, by a very long shot. Then he looked back to Adenn who remained motionless there, before suddenly Adenn moved. He walked towards the glass window, looking it over. Then he turned around and looked at Cassi and the delegates.
"Apologies for any mess, but this.... this is unacceptable."

Then he turned around, grabbed the glass with his crushgaunts and yanked it in. He didn't want to scare people down below, so he pulled it out of its hinges and dropped it to the floor next to himself. It was somehow still intact, but that no doubt wasn't the main focus of anyone. Adenn stood there, overlooking the city, then he looked back at them all with a cold expression before stepping out of the window. And like that, he was gone. However, the soft sound of a jetpack was heard as he flew away and towards [member="Beth Cadera"] last location.

[delegates]
As Adenn flew away, they looked fearfully to Cassi. Jimmy spoke up then, fear very evident in his voice.
"I'm... we're sorry. We didn't know. We'll make this up to you, I promise. Anobis will." he bowed at the waist to her, and so did the other delegates. They awaited what she would say/do.
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As Adenn flew to the location where they had apprehended the son, he tried to calm down. He had already gone off once, wouldn't do to do it again. He knew the delegates wouldn't betray their word, especially since they had already signed the deal. However, Adenn himself, he was searching for the location, and like that, he found it. They were down in an alley, out of the way of the crowds. Good, thought Adenn to himself. Less people to witness what he would do.

With that thought in mind, Adenn dropped down to the ground, stopping his fall at the last second. He had dropped so that no one would see him coming. Adenn landed behind [member="Beth Cadera"] with a semi-loud noise, mainly from his jetpack. No doubt anger was coming off of him in waves, but it was an anger he now controlled. He slipped past Beth and spoke to the entire group.
"Good work vod. However, I wish to speak with him. By all means, stay here. It's your catch."

Without even waiting for an answer, Adenn made his way towards the presidents son, patting [member="Mig Gred"] on the shoulder as he passed, and nodded his head towards [member="Fedrig"]. He then stopped in front of the presidents son. At first, he didn't say anything, merely observing him. Then incredibly quickly, he buried his fist into the wall to the left of the sons head.
"You... explain yourself, explain your actions and explain why I should not hit a few centimeters to the right."

His voice still icy cold, and dripping with contempt. Thankfully they were in an alley, so only those in here would see, and no one outside would hear. Adenn was angry, but he could control it. Especially with others around to reel him in should he go too far.

[member="Cassiopeia Australis"] [member="Beth Cadera"] [member="Mig Gred"] [member="Fedrig"]
 

Fedrig

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Looking at Mig, he held the boy firmly with the magic Force power. Letting the boy go, Fedrig spent his time looking over Beth, offering her something to help with the need to vomit and the blow to the stomach. His hand was gently rubbing her back, hoping that Beth wasn't too injured. He heard that the boy was just looking to have some fun and shook his head, this was ridiculous. It could have been easily the answer, he was young and looking to get some excitement in life. Coming from Corellia, Fedrig often got into trouble to have fun and make things exciting. "It's likely the answer, he's young and stupid but I'm sure a day or two in jail could sort him out."

Fedrig was finishing checking that Beth was okay when some Mando out of nowhere came over and took control of the situation. He was being aggressive and in Fedrig's mind, over the top. "Hey, he's a kid. No need to be so aggressive with him." Fedrig growled as he stared at the newcomer, there was something about him that Fedrig just felt rubbed him the wrong way. To come in and just be so flat out aggressive was not the correct way to approach this situation. At least in his mind.

[member="Beth Cadera"] | [member="Mig Gred"] | [member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 
Alor of Clan Gred, Mando'ad'jetii
Mig sighed. Fun? Could that really be it? [member="Fedrig"] seemed to think so. He also noticed that [member="Beth Cadera"] seemed like she was about to throw up, but their vod seemed to be tending to her. It was then that [member="Adenn Kyramud"] came in, and got aggressive. Mig almost as quick to react as Fedrig, looking at the other Mando'ad.

"Adenn cool it! He's a pickpocket and a kid, not a murderer." Mig the looked back at the president's son, beginning to loosen his grip as he did.

"Ok kid, is fun seriously the only reason your doing this?"
 

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