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[member="Tempest"]
"Agreed!" Siobhan said jovially, giving Tempest's butt a fond squeeze as they left the room. In a couple minutes, the dead slaver would fill a Yazgid's belly. So they returned to the armoury and Siobhan walked over to the bench on which her beskar'gam lay.
"I love the suit and it's served me very well, but it's pretty battered now. The armour plating could use a boost to provide better protection. Moreover, I'm not a Mandalorian, so I don't want to look like one. So I'd like to salvage the beskar and construct a new suit. Something that's more Eldorai-looking. Like the old war queens. Perhaps with a couple additional special features."
"Agreed!" Siobhan said jovially, giving Tempest's butt a fond squeeze as they left the room. In a couple minutes, the dead slaver would fill a Yazgid's belly. So they returned to the armoury and Siobhan walked over to the bench on which her beskar'gam lay.
"I love the suit and it's served me very well, but it's pretty battered now. The armour plating could use a boost to provide better protection. Moreover, I'm not a Mandalorian, so I don't want to look like one. So I'd like to salvage the beskar and construct a new suit. Something that's more Eldorai-looking. Like the old war queens. Perhaps with a couple additional special features."