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Rawnie... I'm coming over for some gilf and cookie's

Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

The bar in the village of Roanpour was a sight to behold for some, only mandalorians really came there and some traders who brought in supplies. As the field marshal stood there in the village with the other sisters all around her she had her attention on the different things they were doing for now. Her mechanical arm showings its connection at her shoulder in the tank top, the others running around the small village built into the mountain and an ancient tomb that had been built into the moon. Her short brown hair there while she looked in the mirror along the back of the bar letting the other sisters roam around as their attention was on the different sectins of the village they had built up and defended. FOr now she was sitting on one of the stools with her drink.
 
Zandra was on the hunt. For what? Well, for some good spice. She needed her fix. Withdrawals were a damn pain. Sent her into shivering fits at random. Drinking heavily sometimes helped, but not always. Where better to find a dealer than, well, really anywhere? For now, she found herself here.

If nothing else, at least she could find a drink

"Bluesky," she ordered at the bar. Sweet Lady of Luck, there were a lot of women here. Made her feel... well, frankly, right at home. Reminded her of her village back home on the Echani homeworld. Her village was run mostly by women too.

The blue drink was set in front of her, and Zandra started to tip it back, almost chugging the burning liquid.

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

The drinks were coming to the woman and Basaba was in there while she picked up her drink with a small smirk on her face. There was someone she didn't really know know her but from a guess and the figure she had guessing that was the little sisters mother they had invited. An echani mando was a rare thing before she was speaking and had her drink. "SO how are you liking our little village. Might not be as impressive as some of the larger cities but the mandolorians of the Willamina clan work hard to impress."
 
"I love it."

Zandras answer was immediate, honest. She did love it. it wasn't like the Tal'verda village, with it's now and poverty. And it wasn't like the other either, with too many people. This was just.... plesant.

"I don't see many men here," she observed with a smirk, taking a deep drink.

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Basaba looked at her and gave a nod of her head. "They are around... sometimes. The men are kept on Concordia as is tradition. Only the females live on Dxun." There was a look over across the bar though while she downed another drink motioning for them to refill her glass. "Is this your first time here on Dxun?"
 
Interesting. Very interesting. So this was a lot like home. She looked around for a moment, taking a deep sip of her drink. His drink. Calico's drink. She'd done this all for him. Lived on his world, had his children, learned his language, this ways, his culture. And where was he now?

Dead.
And she was alone. It hadn't been worth it. It hadn't been worth it for 9 whole years....

"First time, yeah," she answered with a shrug, "Nice little place."

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

She was looking at her and nodding before standing up. The ones around and with them going forward as Basaba ran a hand through her short brown hair. The scars on her until she was moving. "Just wait until they start dancing, this clan is renowned for its music." She was looking over a few more things with her drink getting refilled. "You're Rawnie's mother aren't you?"
 
Music. That piqued her interest. Zandra had been known at home for her voice. She'd sing during festivals, and ceremonies. She learned mandalorian battle songs, as well as bringing a few old tunes from home. She loved music, even if it was only a hobby.

"Rawnie? Yeah. She's mine," she nodded, "That obvious? Guess she did take after me more than her father though. You friends with my daughter?"

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Ah good that would have been embarrassing and she'd have had to pick a fight to save face before she got another drink. "You could say that, we fought together once maybe twice but she is a vod and that makes her a sister. I wanted to meet the woman who gave a firecracker to our fireteam." SHe offered her arm to the woman. "I am the alor of the Willamina clan Basaba."
 
A firecracker. Made a mother proud to hear. So, Rawnie was doing well. Good. Zandra smiled, leaning a little forward in her seat.

"I'm glad to know she's got a strong woman like you watching her back."

She bowed her head in deep thanks.

"Alor, eh? Hard job, isn't it?"

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

"If it wasn't hard it wouldn't be worth doing." She had a smile on her face while she looked the girls mother over with a look on her face. "She is a strong one and I am glad to say I will have her back." There was a wider grin though while she looked towards the door. "Though you are here at a good time, the daughters of the clan we soon to be going out for their trials to become adults. Large festival and dancing, we break out the good stuff from the clan stores to drink."
 
She leaned her head on her hands as she listened. So her little girl was making a name for herself. Her father would be proud if he were still alive. He eyes went somewhat dull when she thought of that. So much wasted time, hunting a ghost....

"A celebration, eh? Glad I came then. Sounds like this is the place to be!"

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Yes a celebration of their growth into women and well there was the really added effort that came to the ones celebrating their safe return as grown mandalorian women. Her sisters all around used it as the time to drink and mate with some of the males they recovered from the war bands that traveled to Onderon quickly Iziz knew this night well as they had some who enjoyed it and willingly offered themselves to the tall mandalorian woman who wanted to take them away to mate in a cave for a couple of days... hours... in one or two cases weeks. "Oh it shall be." She had a grin on her face offering her arm to the woman. "I'll show you if you like, you could join the warband heading to Iziz when they get full of top shelf and retrieve males or females for their mating rituals."
 
Mating rituals? Zandra raised an eyebrow at that. She'd heard of that sort of thing on a place like Dathomir, but here? It was actually... intriguing.

"Hm... maybe I will. Just ta see what it's all about. If ya don't mind me taggin' along, o' course."

She flashed a grin, taking a drag of her cigarette. Not to mention, top shelf booze? She was so there.

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Basaba looked at her and grabbed one of the smooth carved sticks. "Also it is a great stress relief, you get to beat them with a stick and drag them back to your ship." She said that with a grin gettin closer near the woman's shoulder and wrapping it around her. "We'll get you all settled, love having new blood and never know what you might be int he mood for, it keeps the clan with new fresh blood and we get to practice our raiding. The Republic understands it and usually doesn't get in the way but they have some strong men and women in their units." She said the last with a wink coming utside as the large bonfire was going with even more the little girls were being painted with their beskar spears while other danced with body paint on. The casks were open and the smell of different drinks mingled.
 
Were Zandra twenty years younger, [member="Basaba Willamina"] might just be a girl she'd be interested in. But no. This girl was young enough to be her daughter. Ah well. There was plenty of others for the taking, if what she said was true.

"Can't wait," she said following her outside, "Looks like one hell of a party."

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Basaba looked at the woman and gave a nod of her head to that, it was one hell of a party. To celebrate and well because there was always the chance they might die in their trials. Hunting the deadliest creatures int he galaxy went a long way as Basaba was moving with her mechanical arm as she saw some of them moving off towards the main gate ahead of them. The large mandalorian seeing some of them off while she brought a drink back from the casks for the woman. "Some of the finest wine this side of mandalore."
 
Oh good. Here was the booze. The older Echani woman grinned appreciatively, tilted her head back and drained it.

"Yup. Ya weren't kiddin'. Ain't bad."

Not enough to get her drunk, of course, but not bad.

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Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
[member="Zandra Tal'verda"]

Looking at her now as she was moving the woman grinned seeing how quickly she had downed it. The mug she had for herself though frothing from the drink while she was dancing with the others. Coming back around when the last of the girls were out the gates and it was being closed. The fire and music creating a well down look before she came with another drink. "Well then lets get some more into you and then you can share some memories before I work to get you to come with me to my ship"
 
Another drink. She could do this all night!! Stars knew she needed some alcohol in her. With all the news she'd been getting lately. Her daughter getting married, pregnant, and becoming the clan Alor? And then her son just rolling over and handing her the reigns of the clan before she could even fight him for it? Too much. Too much for a mother to deal with.

She knocked that drink back.

"I'm gunna need a lot of this in me tonight."

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