Moving an order. (Mandalorians, Order of the Grey)

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Erramuth"] [member="Minna"] [member="Saran Drast"] [member="Krafurk Maris"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="Javik Quar-Kai"] [member="Darth Legion"]

Alexandra had gone stiff but level heads prevailed and her breath escaped her again as she felt the weight of the world fall from her chest. She hadn't even realized that Deada was out of her robes with hair sticking up and her hands had been hovering rjght over her sabers. She let it go though, shaking herself out of the state and feeling as Saran puth her hand on Alexandra's shoulder, nodding. Her answer was returned telepathically to ONLY saran. "Well, we almost all just got slaughtered because of a name, so ya... you know the normal day in the life of a force user."

She was smiling again, all except for when she looked at Vulpesen, when she looked at him she seemed only sad. "Garen, i said go to the ship..." She didn't like sending him away, ever, but she knew that if he remained they would be no more kind or hospitable than now. Her eyes then would return to Strider and Ember whom she gave a deep... well as deep as she could because of the bulge, bow. "I apologize again for the scene... if there is any way i can fix what just happened please tell me. My people need a home and i did not want them put down and ruined because of my poor choice in companions for protection..." She swallowed and looked over as she noticed the bothan and beyond him the familiar shape of Minna, it was good to see her again for once.

 

[Strider Garon]

The situation got tense to the point where Strider had his EE-3 gripped and ready to lay waste to the potential threats. But just as fast as it flared up, it was over before anymore damage could be done. Strider watched as his mandalorian brother walk away, which was for the better. Now it was just [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] and him to conclude buisness and hopefully with out further drama.

"Today was not a good start to this relationship" Strider relayed the obvious "Maybe things will improve from here on out?"

He looked about and past Alex and towards their new prospected home, her people working hard for a new beginning. A beginning that the Mandalorians could aid to help florish. He pulled a cigar from his side pouch and placed it between his lips. He lit the cig with a single strike of an ancient match. The old warrior then took a long puff then exhaling with relief.

He focused upon the faction leader before him. She was beautiful, young looking and if this were any other day Strider would probably be living up to his given title of the hound by trying to crawl into her pants. But he had enough restraint to hold back his lustful needs and wants, especailly in the midst of a delicate and hostile situation. "I think I said enough on our terms. Live up to them and things will be fine."

 

[Vulpesen]

His eyes narrowed and he continued his walk. "Then I'll pack my things, unless of course you wish for me to unleash my superpower abilities on you and your people on the charge of theft." His words were solemn, but he did manage to sneak in a joking undertone. The last thing he would ever do is hurt her and her order. Especially not for a few robes and weapons. He turned back to the mandos. "Maybe someday the secrets will be wiped away. Today just isn't that day." Despite the tension, things had been resolved, and he had some reason to be happy. With those words, he would set about his leaving, going to the compound to collect his things and send Ace to hide in his coat before stowing away on a small ship to bring him out of the system.


[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
[member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Talos Rygat]

Legion leaned against a tree as the Mando ranted about his feelings towards the Grey. [member="Preliat Mantis"] stormed away. Legion and the Ghosts above him laughed with a demonic echo from their unison.


He also looked to the meeting of the others, they seemed very tense, and with another prod with the Force, Legion looked to the elder Mando and saw the hope he held in his heart but the cold steel that surrounded that hope in expectation that the others of his Order would let him down.

[member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]

 

[Arrbi Betna]

Betna and his flight kept up their overwatch over the site. As a precaution and for some skill brushing up he had his men and himself lock in the ships as targets into their passive sensors. It wouldn't show up on the grounded ships' sensors and it would take a moment or two to swap the target acquisition systems over manually, but if they needed to it was there. Plus it kept his pilots on their toes and their minds sharp.

He also kept an ear to the comm traffic and figured now was a good time to check up on things with what he was catching the bits and pieces of.

"Strider, Betna. Everything alright down there? Catching scraps of things on the chatter. Sounds a little... Warm down there."

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Another Mandalorian had come to join his brothers in this diplomatic mission with foreigners that had set off a warning to other Mandalorians that uninvited guests had dared to trespassed their territory without asking before they placed their feet on their soil. He was here because of the duty patrols that he was assigned ever since he joined the Protectors. Wherever Arrbi went, Vilaz and others would follow him. Instead of being in the air he had decided to have himself on the ground which was something he was great at.

The Warrior and his Vornskr companion, Dalso, had been heading towards the direction where all the commotion was being held at. The Mandalorian had no idea who was smart enough to come to their land, but something had ticked off Dalso. His behavior had changed from a calm behavior to an aggressive one. He began to growl viciously, his teeth were shown, and his green eyes had began to gauge and widened for something he had picked up with the Force. Force Users. And the Redneck knew, from his Vornskr, that there were Force Users within their territory.

"Imma behead their sorry little dumbass heads and send it to their damn mama," and he continued to rage about with his words as he continued to head towards the main area where the negotiations were taking place.

He had arrived and caught sight of a Field Marshal, [member="Strider Garon"]. He fast walked with a look of anger behind his face that was being concealed with his buy'ce. "Vod," he approached towards Strider, "what the Hell are these people doing? Cause I'm about blast them to their graves with my bowcaster." He had showed his bowcaster to Strider with one hand, but that wasn't all. He had his beskar'gam, dual WESTAR 34 pistols, and a combat knife clung on to his utility belt, and Dalso. While the Warrior asked his question towards his brother his Vornskr began to bark and growl towards the newcomers that had made a bad decision on coming to their territory.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

[member="Darth Legion"] found it impossible, being that Preliat was an Epicanthix, and thus, was entirely unaware of the mental assault.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Arrbi Betna"] [member="Darth Legion"] [member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Erramuth"] [member="Minna"] [member="Saran Drast"] [member="Captain Larraq"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Javik Quar-Kai"] [member="Muad Dib"]

She smiled as things were once more thankfully resolved peacefully, only for more hot heads to join the fray and her forehead furrowed once more at the now constant annoyance of hot head after hot head. She hadn't noticed it but with this many of them in one place one would think that they were standing on the surface of a sun, not in the middle of a forest. But that mattered not and her eyes found the new one to come, her frown growing immensely as she took one look at him. "You have got to be karking me... Aren't you the one that shot me in the gut and delivered me to the republic months ago..." She frowned and stared at him, this was one of the last people she wanted to see today.

 

[Strider Garon]

Strider was annoyed with [member="Vilaz Munin"] approach. It took pure will power not to club him down and beat the pup senseless for his lack of cooth. There was enough drama for today and this di'kut was fixing to flare it all over again. The old war hound twisted on heels to face his fellow vod face to face. "Leave now Vilaz. That is an order!" The field marshal growled his command, exhausted with the days events.

He would turn to [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] "I will be taking my leave now. You know how to get a hold of us."

With that Strider turned about and marched off with his entourage of heavily armed and armored mandalorians, back to his shuttle and back to his light cruiser. All in all the diplomacy was a success, even with all the speed bumps that had occurred.

OOC: Strider out. Good luck OoG.

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino was standing around, very confused and looking from person to person. Clearly, being late had caused a few gaps in communication. Maybe it'd be better if he took over communications and diplomacy. Or, actually maybe not. He'd heard the relationship between the Republic and Mandalorians had been rather frosty. He'd been out on the far side of the galaxy then, so he had no idea why. Nobody mentioned it after he joined the Republic to fight in the war.

But it couldn't be much worse than how it already was, right?

 

[Erramuth]

The Bothan silently peered around as things settled, noticing another apparent member of the order, [member="Veino Garn"], appear. He nodded his head in greeting to the man, then turned his attention to the other Mandalorian, [member="Vilaz Munin"], looking over the top of his spectacles at him. "I think it's wise if you left too, Mandalorian." Erramuth spoke softly, with as much of a respectful tone as he could. "These people have alot of work to do..." He looked back to [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] with a smile, hoping she had calmed herself.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Arrbi Betna"] [member="Darth Legion"] [member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Erramuth"] [member="Minna"] [member="Saran Drast"] [member="Captain Larraq"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Javik Quar-Kai"] [member="Muad Dib"]

Alexandra shrugged, realizing it really didn't matter so her body turned and her robe moved with her body as she began to head back towards the temples. She was happy though, they had a new home and this was a perfect place for them, her eyes running between those assembled here. Between [member="Minna"], [member="Veino Garn"], [member="Erramuth"], [member="Saran Drast"], and the numerous others here Alexandra was happy things were possible to keep peaceful. "Everyone, we have alot of work to do..." She said as she headed into the main group of them, speaking loud enough to be heard and projecting her voice through the force and to the minds of others too as she stood there. "... So i have simply this to say. Thank You all and i hope this home we create today will last as long as you need to be here and always be a home for all of us... We have to be civil though, the Mandalorians are allowing us to stay here, i would ask all of you to refrain from creating incidents."

 

[Muad Dib]

Muad had watched diplomacy at work. To him diplomacy was always best spitted from the end of his lightsaber. But these mandalorians here were a different breed. Warriors true, but some had tact an ability to set aside their instincts for battle to pursue a peace accord benefitial to both sides. As [member="Strider Garon"] moved to withdraw Muad walked backwards in the same direction.

Reaching out through the force the mad knight lightly brushed the edges of [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] not to attempt to breach her mental walls but to rather get her attention. I find you grey jedi curious. I would like to return one day to learn more of your kind.

Nodding to [member="Vilaz Munin"] he then turned to be the rearguard as the man he had come with headed for the shuttles.

 

[Vilaz Munin]

An old face had appeared to him. A bounty that ha head collected in the past. "I sure did, and I do it again," responding back to the woman. He wondered what had happened to her pup that the Mandalorian had also encountered when he was collecting the bounty. Then, the Field Marshal ordered the Warrior to turn around and get back to the shuttles. He would follow his orders without giving any verbal hesitation, but he was still facing his front at the foreigners that had come on Mandalorian Territory.

"You're on our territory now, so shut your trap, mutt!" He barked back at the Bothan who thought he could order Vilaz what to do now that they had a home...temporary home. He just needed something from the newcomers to tick him off so he could have a conflict with these Force Users. Following the crowd of Mandalorians he then retreated to the shuttles to leave the planet and head on back to the next planet he would patrol with the Protectors.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Muad Dib"] [member="Erramuth"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Minna"] [member="Krafurk Maris"] [member="Daichi"] [member="Oka Osaa"] [member="Darth Legion"] [member="Javik Quar-Kai"] [member="Maja Vern"] [member="Saryana Lynae"] [member="Maka Sumoto"] [member="Damiri"] [member="Erin Ecthelion"] @Aeshma Zambrano [member="Saran Drast"]

She looked back for half a second, finding the face of the young man and instantly her brow rose and her grin grew. She ignored Vilaz and simply stared at the young man before nodding and broadcasting a single phrase to him. "You are welcome to..." With that her head and eyes snapped back towards those of the Order and she smiled. "Order of the Grey, everyone to the entrance of the temple, we have alot of work to do."

 

[Maka Sumoto]

This was the first time, in almost ten years, that Maka had actually left Alderaan. With Orron at court, Benedali didn't seem to need, or even want, him around as much. Damn that Jedi. He shook away his thoughts about the two, and the irrational ire he felt towards the man. There were other things at hand, and they needed him with his mind clear, and possibly his weapons to hand.

Looking over at the pregnant blonde lady who was apparently in charge here, Maka just smiled back, and pushed his cloak back over his shoulder. He replied, "Well, that sounds fun."

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Daichi, who had been keeping his distance from this group of all too familiar faces, finally decided to step forth. He moved beside [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] , scratching at his cheek. The man now had burning red hair, a top of the many other alterations he continually finds himself doing. A single hand would run through it as he looked to the entrance of the building. "There is a lot to do, as it has been said way to many times by now. I shall begin construction on the.. Basement facilities. The temple shall have their dark, as they did before. I suggest starting on the garden. A beacon of hope, if you will. Hopefully the Mandalorians here won't care about our cult, less they might start grouping us in with Jedi or Sith. We are Grey, our own. It would be wise to keep that in mind."

With that, the man would step through the temple gates, already working his way down to the basement. Time to get to work.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]

On the home planet of the Mandalorians stood a white haired young adult verses a young mandalorian of the same age. The one with white hair, known as Hakora Cithra was delivered a hard punch to the face. "Come on Jedi, are you giving up already? You have no honor, you will never be a mandalorian!" This was the reason Hakora was here, to learn to be a great wrrior without the Force. He looked up at the Mandalorian known as Chez who had become a friend, but more of someone to push him to his breaking points. Hakora had never won a fight aainst Chez to date. Hakora wiped the blood from his mouth, "You punch like a Jedi." Hakora then got off resting on his knee and rushed in for more. He ducked under a right cross and delivered a left upper cut to Chez's chin. He then sent two fast punches into Chez's chest before taking a kidney punch. Hakora winced at the pain, but sent a round house kick with enough force to bring down the much larger mandalorian. Chez stayed down for a second and then rose again. "good, maybe you do have it in you Cinthra...... Hakora, there is a message for you."


Hakora heard the message that the Order of the Grey had come into Mando space and smiled. He grabbed his armor which was a mix of Jedi armor and Mandalorian armor. He wore a dark gold tunic with Mandalorian shoulder and chest armor and a dark blue robe over it all. He had a mandalorian helmet that he modified. It clipped around his ears and down to his chin and with a press of a button unfolded to fully cover his face. Hakora hoped in his X-Wing that he hoped one day he could convince the owner of Mandel to modify. He flew his craft and arrived on Yalvin Four to what seemed like a conflict brewing. Hakora walked over to where the mandalorians were, in specific [member="Strider Garon"] who was his superior. He pressed the button to reveal his beaten and worn face. "Thank you sir for coming here and coming to a peaceful solution. This lady is my sister and this is the group I came from before I came to train with you guys. Some need disipline and training and I promise they will get it, but Alexandra will respect the mandalorians and keep the Order in line." He saluted the Marshall as he left and turned to Alexandra. He was far from the boy she had seen when she Knighted him and still even far from the boy who met her and Vulps when she gained her memory back. He walked over to her with a dealy serious look and being the taller of the two and now quite muscular, but not huge, he looked like an adult and the mandalorian in training that he was. Once he reached her, the old Hakora came out and he smiled and hugged his dear sister. "It is good to see you, how may I help you get settled in?"

 

[rain21199]

Cain had heard of a small faction of men and woman that would let almost anybody into their ranks. He also heard that they neither believed in the fanatical teachings of the Sith or those damn peace teachings that can be found in the Jedi order. He went all the way to Alderaan to see this place, but when he got there, he found out that they had just started moving. The worst part about it was that nobody seemed all too keen to tell him where they went, so he spent an entire day just looking for this place.

The bright side was that he was here. Cain had heard a woman give directions to go to the temple entrance. He walked around a rock, and saw her standing there. Alexandra... He smiled and started walking up to her. The last time he saw her, they were enemies. She did let him escape though, so that was a good sign. He stopped near her and simply said "Hey!"

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]