Character
Tag: Selle Skern
Minerva sat alone, unhelmeted wearing a gray cloak that covered most of her gear. Held in the left hand was an empty glass once filled with whiskey. This was Minerva's third round and it showed. Her vision was a bit blurry and she bobbed her head slightly back and forth as some song from a Corellian punk rock band played on speakers. Normally she wasn't a big fan of this music but right now Minerva didn't care if it meant having some kind of distraction.
The music died down, switching to some Transdosen style metal tune. Groaning in irritation the warrior then said to the bartender, wiping the inside of another cup.
"Another round."
"Yep sure, just keep paying."
Grunting in acknowledgment Minerva passed another coin and let the bartender fill the glass. Just as she was about to down it when hearing a loud annoying voice at a small gambling table behind her.
"Yea I got better luck than those overgrown fleabags."
Minerva immediately turned her head at the source, spotting a blond haired human in some purple tacky vest and pants smirking ear to ear.
"Just play Def." A green Nikto in factory worker's uniform remarked to the human beside him. Def just snorted.
"Come on Rekin. There's no hairy brute here that can rip my arms off. The bucket-heads did a number on them. I bet burned Wookie smells awful, especially the smaller fleabags."
Def chuckled at his own comment while his partner groaned with indifference. The Mandalorian's widened eyes slowly narrowed. She gripped the glass so tightly that it shattered in pieces and liquid poured out on the counter.
"Hey!" The bartender exclaimed but Minerva didn't pay him any attention. She sprang from her chair and stormed over to Def and Rekin's table, catching their attention and many others.
Annoyed, Def opened his mouth to speak but only for him to be punched in the jaw. Head flew back as he crashed out of the chair. Rekin got up and attempted to retaliate, with his own punch. Minerva parried it but the Nikto threw a headbutt, dazing her. Staggering back with a new headache she was then punched in the eye then the gut.
The armor beneath took most of the third blow and Minerva grabbed his arm before violently twisting it. He cried out dropping to one leg before she repeatedly slammed her left knee into his face, breaking the nose. He slumped to the ground but Def was up, crashing a glass cup into a weapon.
He charged but Minerva was ready. Sidestepping him she threw a right hook into the jaw again. Drawing back Def slashed toward toward but Minerva jumped back before rushing in. She threw a new punch but the other blocked it then cut at the cloak, tearing it. To his absolute shock there was no blood but Mandalorian armor.
Minerva didn't hesitate; she fired rapid punches into his head and chest before kneeing him right in between the legs. Moaning he was about to fall back but Minerva grabbed the spacer by the neck, squeezing. She glared up at the struggling man and said out loud.
"I had friends on…KASHYYYK!!!"
Panicking Def tried to speak but couldn't due to the Mandalorian's grip. Suddenly they heard a voice.
"Let go of my brother ya armored freak!"
Turning she saw a man who looked exactly like Def but in a red leather vest and almost a dozen humans and aliens in similar outfits all around him. Must be his twin, she concluded. Def smirked despite his pain but then Minerva punched him again, finally breaking the jaw as he fell to the floor next to Rekin, whimpering from his own injuries.
"Ya just made a mistake Mando. I was going to let you walk away but now…”
"Eat hutt slime sleemo!" Minerva spat at the twin before cracking her knuckles.
Subsequently to everyone's collective amazement she let her jetpack drop and the weapons belt and even the vambraces. She wasn't worried about theft because there was a failsafe system to keep would-be thieves at bay. Minerva just wanted an outlet to fight, not kill. The twin snorted.
"I knew ya Buckets were dumb as rocks but you take their stupidity to a whole another level."
Minerva said nothing, putting on the familiar helmet and into a combat stance. Then without warning the gangsters charged at her. Grabbing a chair she threw at them. Although it missed and caused bystanders to scatter with screams as it broke. Then Minerva leaped with her jet boots, before kicking the closest goon in the chest, sending him flying to a wall. Letting out a wordless battle cry she headbutted a near-human in the face with her helm, shoving him into his boss and another goon.
Quickly though Minerva found herself on the defensive being kicked behind then punched in the side before lashing out with a sucker punch to the attacker's chin. Def's twin tackled Minerva and they rolled around, grappling.
As that happened, a Gamoran patron roared before throwing a Gran over the counter. Soon those who hadn't fled or hiding away began to fight for one reason or another in a chaotic free for all. Utter mayhem now ruled the cantina.
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