Public Armored alliance (MU and Arsenians)

[Merkelig Syn]

Mer listened to the... Mand’alor? Mand’alor. That was it. Or she did listen until a young... what was he? A hybrid maybe? Either way, he fell in from his hiding spot, and slowly went back to hiding. That made her chuckle. Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as she thought.

Then the supercommandos slammed their spears, and the former slave bolted behind Errie. It was quite a sight considering she was the tallest out of all of them, and now she was hiding behind the smallest. She hadn’t even realized it until she was jolted back into the real world. She gave an embarrassed sigh before looking at Kreslin, then Ellie.

“S-sorry. I can... wait outside if that would be best.”

Ellie Omera Kreslin Westwind Aloy Vizsla Eliz Krayt Marimax Mortui Raya Krayt Jaster Awaud

 

[Raya Krayt]

After the handshake, the Mandalorian removed her helmet to allow for a more personal connection with the person before her and revealed a young blonde woman with her hair in a braid. She then placed the helmet under her arm. "Don't be so modest! You've done so much for Mandalore." She replied. From what she had heard, Aloy had accomlished a great deal in her relatively short life thus far - at least more than many of her fellow comrades.

"Yeah, definitely." She nodded in agreement. They needed all the help they could get. The Sith Empire was still a very real threat and the battle they fought had cost her and her clan dearly. The Mandalorians needed not such a loss again in their lifetime.

"No worries. I only became Alor recently and we're a pretty small clan." She shrugged. "Yeah, I get what you mean. The politics can definitely be grinding, especially the in-clan politics. Krayt is going through it right now." She replied vaguely. Raya didn't know Aloy's stance on Force using Mandalorians so she didn't want to open that can of worms but before she could get another word in, she paused as Kreslin signalled something to Aloy.

While Raya wondered what it meant, she figured now was not the time to ask.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

H A L L
O F
H O N O R

Tag: Raya Krayt | Eliz Krayt | Marimax Mortui |

Aloy just smiled while scratching at the tousled hair on the back of her head. It was a strange thing, Going from nobody to the woman everybody wanted to speak with. She'd fought in the rebellion and she'd done her best to keep the nite owls afloat in the shadow crusade and keep House Vizsla's reputation from crumbling while she was here. Really she didn't feel like she'd done enough though, Like she wasn't worthy of anything they said about her. Hell, She had just now realized that anyone even noticed. Was it all in her head? Or was did she serve a greater purpose than she ever realized?

"Well chit, Raya. That's a mighty fine thing to say, I'm afraid I'm at a lose for words in return" She chuckles, Glancing off to the side in contemplation.

"Well, I reckon we all contribute in our own way. You're probably doing your best to lead Krayt in trying times like these. And I bet all they do in return is complain right?" She cackles, Knowing full well how an Alor's life works now.

It was then as she looked up to laugh with Raya that she saw Kreslin's quick gesture, A couple of quick finger movements that she'd come up with herself.
Her smile fades into one of morbid curiosity as she crosses her arms, Leaning against the wall while placing her match in the corner of her mouth.

"Huh"

Beginning to chew on the match, She then pushes herself off the way turns out the room, Gesturing to Raya on her way out.

"Just checking something. Tag along if ya like."

The trip through the halls was still as wondrous as the first time, Prompting Aloy to look up at the rays of light cascading down from the high ceilings and through the natural vegetation slowly conquering each wall of the Bastion of Steel. Displays of power were meaningless to a woman like Aloy, But she couldn't deny that the contrast between their rat-like existence among foreign star-ports and the mighty fortresses they now built made her proud.

Eventually she exits the hall into the interior courtyard beyond, Passing below Marimax Mortui 's position as she looked for a way up, Sliding her helmet over her head as she finds a balcony leading exactly where she wants.

Taking a few steps back, Her avian clawed prosthetic whirrs and slips back, Preparing to aid her sudden leap into the air, Aided by a quick boost from her jetpack that shot her up like some kind of predatory creature leaping after it's prey, carrying her right up to the balcony where she would creep across into the next room.

It was then that her scan-pulser went to work, Highlighting any and all organic or electric signatures even through walls in one quick pulse. Sure enough, It highlighted a small organic signature in bright orange across her visor, Giving her an idea of where the disturbance came from.

Without warning, She reaches around a pillar above the meeting room and grabs this signature( Eliz Krayt ) by the collar, Pulling them around the pillar where she could see them.

<"Gotcha!">

 

[Eliz Krayt]

This was actually kind of boring. Eliz frowned from where he was as he watched the formal meet n greet of this new people and Mand'alor. Wasn't something more exciting supposed to happen? Like a duel! Or a hunt! Either would be way more fu- wait where did Aloy Vizsla go? He'd gotten distracted trying to figure out ways for this to be way more entertaining and lost track of one of the people he was worried about finding him! It was mid search that he felt the hand on his collar.

"Oh chit."

Unceremoniously the kid was pulled out into the open, a big frown on his face as he turned his gaze to the nite owl. "Hey hey! Let me go! I was just watching!"

 

[Marimax Mortui]

Watching​

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The right index of his finger slowly danced and caressed the trigger, his focus on the swaying and ruffling leaves. If it moved, he would drop it. Then from beneath him came flying Aloy Vizsla soaring with a purpose. Miramax kept the rifle trained on the target, ready to back the highly respected woman if things went south. Surprisingly, the armored lady reached out and grabbed the disturbance. A Kid?

With that dealt with, he turned his weapon further up; pressing the trigger, shooting a single bolt in the trees. Causally he swung the sniper rifle around, holstering it on his back. With a yawn, unseen behind his helmet, he outstretched his left hand and caught the falling animal. The creature was furry, hairy, but was fat and plump. Again, he reached out grabbing and snapping twigs from the nearby trees; using the flamethrower on his armor, he erected a fire. Taking a blade, he skinned the animal of it's fur, driving a stick north-south into the animal; and placed it over the fire, rotating the body over the fire.

 

[Adenn Kyramud]

Watching from his positon, Adenn watched curiously as their future allies came into view. They weren't all that impressive looking, but that made Adenn take a closer look at them. The least imposing of a warrior race were often some of its deadliest warriors. Instead of seeing anything directly interesting, he watched as they introduced one another, and then chuckled at the wave. It may not be directed at him, but Adenn returned the wave with a nod, grinning under his helmet.

And then Eliz made his presence known before vanishing again, not that his hiding spot was the best. Glancing up towards the hiding spot and how Aloy vanished to deal with is, Adenn simply shook his head at the earful whoever it was would get. As the group made their way forward, and Merkelig cowered at the sudden sound of the spears hitting the ground, Adenn made his way forward as well. His two vode followed a few paces behind him, towering tall and heavily armored, but Adenn kept his focus on the delegates of the Arsenians.

Making his way to slightly behind the delegates, Adenn took position as the rear guard with his vode, even as he directed his focus to Merkelig. With a wry tone and amusement in his voice, Adenn responded to what she said.
"Do whatever makes you happy, but don't worry, you're welcome to join us. We won't bite."

Kreslin Westwind | Ellie Omera | Marimax Mortui | Aloy Vizsla | Eliz Krayt | Raya Krayt | Jaster Awaud

 

[Ellie Omera]

Ellie scanned Kreslin's features as he removed his helmet. She gave a small nod and smile as more of the formalities were dropped. "Cultures such as ours do seem to be few and far between in the galaxy. Finding like minds is welcoming indeed."

She followed after Kreslin with Eerie and Mer in tow. The young interloper didn't go unnoticed to her, especially when he accidentally gave away his position. A ghost of a smile graced her lips as she tried to hide the humor she found in the situation. Mer's hesitation and reluctance to go with the congregation also didn't go unnoticed. Eerie seemed to have that handled, however.

Eerie looked up in surprise and confusion when Mer quickly scooted behind her. "Mer what are you...?" The young teen could see the woman's hesitation. Grabbing her arm, she pulled her forward. "Come on, it'll be okay."

Kreslin Westwind Merkelig Syn Eliz Krayt Aloy Vizsla

 

[Merkelig Syn]

Mer took some sharp breaths as she looked at the younger girl.

"Thanks Eerie. I... I was.... Bad memories...." She then looked at Adenn, nodding a little as she came out from behind Eerie. She was still nervous, but the Miraluka was a bit better now. She would follow Ellie and her daughter in, but kept mostly quiet. She didn't want to talk about it too much honestly.

Kreslin Westwind Ellie Omera Eliz Krayt Aloy Vizsla Adenn Kyramud