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[Mairéad Solus]

Location: Back on Marzanna
Objective: Head to next stop
Tags: Marcella Fiora

Spoiler: Equipment:

Velmorite bladed lightsabers
Song steel knife on ankle
Ladies Watch
FDS-4F blaster pistol
Marzanna
Datapad

Mairéad looked on with curiosity as Marcella drew out the tools of the upcoming ritual, how had she not spotted those things? What other trinkets had she secreted aboard her ship. Those questions weren't important though, for now she was enthralled by the wonderful words of her companion. Her eyes followed the glistening blade as it crossed Marcella's palm drawing a significant amount of blood.

She repeated the words as instructed, carefully, to honour the tradition she was being brought into. In the glow of the Nebula and the flickering light of the brazier her breath caught slightly with emotion before she began.

"As I bleed, so shall my Family bleed with me. As I suffer, so shall my Family offer comfort. I bind myself to the will of The Family, that my sacrifice may nourish the roots of the Black Oak; and should I die in service, may I be buried beneath it, so that my body is consumed and it's each branch nourished." Mairéad had never heard these words before today but they spilled off her tongue as easily as if she had said them a thousand times.

Mairéad fought a wince by biting her lip as Marcella reached and drew her blood in turn. She began to bleed into the brazier having to forcefully control her instinct to freeze her injury and stop the bleeding.

"I swear, under pain of death, that I shall not betray my Family - that I shall not offer secrets to any living being beyond our reach, and that I shall not allow any being, alive or dead, to come between my Family and I."

The two joined hands and smoke from their mingling blood gently rose. Mairéad exchanged an understanding glance with Marcella when she saw that she wasn't the only one fighting the pain right now. It was likely her mind and the pain in her hand playing tricks but she could swear she felt their heart beats combining in the hand shake.

She reached with her spare hand and placed it gently on the upper hip of her friend, it was an unconscious gesture of how close she felt to the woman. Other thoughts crossed her mind too, but she wouldn't risk a moment that was already so special.

"This is probably getting a bit old now, but thank you again, for everything Marcella, I swear I will never ever let you down." Mairéad said with genuine gratitude as they finally let go and she looked at her injured hand. "You've all done that then?" She wondered what polite response would be to run off and treat a wound done with such reverence.

This was her life now, she had heard the term, "only one way out" banded about, but now she understood more clearly how significant this was. She had been ready to take the oath for a while and pride swelled in her that she had been honored in such a way.

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[Marcella Fiora]

M A R C E L L A⠀ F I O R A

'Trusty and True'​

As the pair released each others hands, so signalled the end of Mai's initiation. A huge smile befell Marcy' as she grabbed a pair of bacta-patches, nonchalantly paying no attention do the placement of her companions hand~ the only one who could get away with such an action; "I know you won't~ here," she offered a patch over the heat of the brazier.

Moving away, letting the fire burn, she poured the pair another glass as she invited Mai' to join her by the window now the bleeding had been stemmed. A few moments would pass as the pair gazed into the nebula, "I want you to come and work for me," she shared, as if it was a long time coming, "to become my right hand, my Capo," she paused to let it sink in, "though I understand if you'd like to go work for Star', the choice is yours.."

Mairéad Solus

 

[Mairéad Solus]

Location: On Marzanna over Lothal
Objective: Talk with Marcella
Tags: Marcella Fiora

Spoiler: Equipment:

Velmorite bladed lightsabers
Song steel knife on ankle
Ladies Watch
FDS-4F blaster pistol
Marzanna
Datapad

The new made sentient put the bacta patch on her hand with a mild grimace, the pain was very sharp, and she knew she could numb her nerves by freezing her hand, but it like enduring this pain was an important part of the ritual so endure it she would. She regarded the wound and wondered how many times the bosses had opened their hands like that. She took the glass and delicately sipped from it as they stood out admiring the Nebula, it truly was a beautiful sight out there.

"I want you to come and work for me," she shared, as if it was a long time coming, "to become my right hand, my Capo,"

Mairéad smiled, a light and refreshing smile like a child being offered a gift. "Wow, I am so pleased you think I am ready for something like that. Am I understanding that would make me, to you, as you are to the Donna?" she paused to allow Marcella to nod, or correct her, although she was quite sure that this was what she intended.

"Absolutely I accept, it would be an honor, this family means so much to me, and to be able to have a position like that would be wonderful."

She paused for a moment at the mention of Stardust, had the Twi'lek said something to Marcella? Star had not offered anything specifically to her. "Myself and Stardust have previously discussed my sliding towards your command sphere over hers, it is something she has told me she supports, and I think this line of work suits me very well. As, apparently do you." she grinned playfully at the woman, she clearly wouldn't have offered her the role if she didn't feel that way.

"Is there more physical injury i need to undertake in order to accept or will a handshake suffice on this occasion?" she joked, still feeling the pain in her hand from the first oath.

 

[Marcella Fiora]

M A R C E L L A⠀ F I O R A

'Trusty and True'​

"Well.." a huge grin appeared on Marcy's face, "I am very happy to hear so~ and yes, you would be my underboss," she chuckled with glee, pleased that Mai' had accepted her offer while taking another sip of wine as she gazed into the nebula.

"No, no.. no more injuries~ and yes, you are the most qualified for the job, in my opinion," she peered into Mai's eyes for a moment, "what's mine is now yours, you are the voice of my will, and by extension the Donna's will- the power you now hold is greater than what any galactic superpower could offer an you.." her eyes flickered back through the window, "the pay is pretty good too.."

"Any questions?"

Mairéad Solus