At Your Mercy [Mandalorian Clans, Mandalorian Empire]

[Mia Monroe]

Calina sat back, satisfied that she had the Mand'alor full attention. "My name is Calina. I am apprentice to Anaya Fen, who is currently sitting on the edge of Clans space. I am here to negotiate a deal, that She believes will benefit you both."

[member="Ra Vizsla"]

 

[Ra Vizsla]

[member="Calina Ovmar"]

"I'm listening," Ra responded,​

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speaking with the woman only after he had ordered another fudge sundae from the waiter.​

 

[Mia Monroe]

"We have a mutual interest in the destruction of the One Sith. A disease that spread under the guise of a false god and now descends into chaos." Calina's eyes flicked over the food as it passed under her nose, her stomach rumbled loudly and she ignored, snapping her attention back to the man before her.

"Infiltration of such chaos is her specialty. She would like to offer her services, undoing the enemy from within to make your destruction of them easier. The glory will be yours, and she will fade into the shadow as she had before, in return she asks two things. The first is the lift of her banishment from mandalorian space to allow her to conduct her business. The second," she paused, swallowing back her nerves and her annoyance at being in this situation, "is that you train me."

[member="Ra Vizsla"]

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat had heard from the recent chit-chat that there was something going on, something to do with a Sith and the Mandalore's exquisite taste in sandwiches. Needless to say, he couldn't quit his habit cold turkey of going after Sith, and to a lesser degree, wielders of the force.

He moved silently, though he was noticed by the Mandalorians. Not that he tried too hard to disguise his movements. In fact, [member="Calina Ovmar"] could probably sense him a mile away. He took a seat near them, and removed his helmet, letting it drift to the table softly. He came only after what she had asked of the Mandalore, and had missed the Mandalore thoroughly enjoying his artisan sandwich.

He laughed.

"Currently, we could destroy the One Sith faster than we could remove a..."He looked out the window, then back to the woman."A pest."


He shot a stare over at Mandalore when she asked to train him. He was here to voice his opinion and be a condescending nerf herder to this woman, and the glare he shot over to Ra showed immediate disapproval and distaste for her request. But it wasn't his place to comment on that. He rapped his fingers along the table, grimacing grimly.

 

[Ra Vizsla]

"A thrilling proposition," He answered Calina. Ra sat back in here chair, willfully ignorant towards Preliat's sudden and bizarre arrival and injection into a conversation. "I like it."

His green eyes bared down on Calina's own. "...The glory will be mine, you say." He looked around the room at the other Mandalorians, with a serious and grim look on his face. He dipped his spoon into his fudge sundae, bringing back whip cream and chocolately goodness to his mouth as he slowly chewed it while thinking over everything Calina had to say. One of the escorts was on his comm unit, silently speaking in the background.

"...yes, I will train you."

He smiled. Standing up, he did a circular motion in the air with his forefinger to signal his men.

"I will train you in the art of dealing with Sith spawn and their foul, disgusting ilk. Listen carefully, the first lesson's important:

You're never leaving Mandalore alive."​

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The tapcaf was surrounded by Mandalorian soldiers.​

[member="Calina Ovmar"]

 

[Titan]

Titan had stayed quiet for a while now, but as Mand'alor's finger circled the air, Titan stood up an raised his rifle awaiting Mand'alor's next command. Inside his helmet Titan smirked, everyone always underestimated the mandos. Until they died at Mandalorian hands.

 

[Mia Monroe]

Calona sat back in her chair as the ripple of movement shifted around her. Surprised was not the right word. She had expected something of the sort, even voiced her concerns to her mother, but Anaya Fen was a mad woman.

There was no reasoning with mad people. She was careful not to let the fear show one her face, a small smile appeared in its place and she looked settles her gaze upon [member="Ra Vizsla"].

"Yes I will." She replied softly. "Not today, not tomorrow, perhaps not even in a week. But I will leave Mandalore alive." She cocked her head, arms folding across her chest.

"I pity you, for the chaos you have just welcomed upon yourself."

She rose placing her wrists together and offering them to be cuffed. She would not fight, not when the odd were stacked so highly against her.

 

[Ra Vizsla]

"Your kind like words, don't you?" Ra said, sitting his pahitr <axe> on the table in front of him, staring at it and then looking to her. His other hand took cuffs from one of the soldiers and apply them tightly around Calina's wrists. He stood, leaning over the table and gently rubbing the blade of the axe against her cheek. "Such a waste of a pretty face."

Ra looked to [member="Titan Kryze"].​

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"Take her to Detention Center 118-7B.​

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If the bait tries to escape, take her feet."​

Ra would be watching. Eventually, the Sith whelp's Masters would come for her.

[member="Calina Ovmar"]

 

[Mia Monroe]

"Monologue's are incredibly popular among among my kind, yes."

She winced slightly as the cuffs were done a little tighter than necessary. "They like to talk about killing people as much as they like killing them. Personally? I find words are a far more civilised way to settle differences. But then, I'm not my mother." She drew in a sharp breath, the first flickers of fear showing on her face as his axe caressed her cheek.

She shifted her gaze to the mandalorian charged with her security. "Nor am I a mandalorian."

[member="Ra Vizsla"] [member="Titan Kryze"]

 

[Titan]

Titan nodded at [member="Ra Vizsla"], "Right away Manda'lor." he then turned towards [member="Calina Ovmar"], grinning under his helmet at her comment, "Beleive me lady, I am well aware of what you are. Now lets move it." He took out his Beskad and prodded her back pointing her towards the door. He felt calm. More calm, in fact, than he had been since Daeron Kryze had summoned him to Mygeeto, and caused Titan to start doubting his own loyalty to the Clans.