Private Seize and Destroy

[Mattali Omenza]

Seize and Destroy
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Location: Enroute to Jomark
Gear:

Spoiler: Gear

TXP SBG-01x Bodyglove
REC Scatter Gun
REC-DC/04 Particle Blaster Pistol
Sentinel Tech Gloves
BH 'Saria' IWS
Hima Blade

Tags: Domina Prime

Mirinda didn't consider herself an over achiever. In fact, she considered herself an underachiever. So when she was told to track down and eliminate a group of Mandalorian extremists, she was needless to say, annoyed at the prospect. Using what resources she was allotted, she set off in a Exursor and a pitiful allowance of funds. This was some sort of test to see if she had it in her to pull off an assignment of this nature, and she figured she might as well make a game of it. Fortunately, she had some contacts in the underworld, and a few Mandos she could buy the attention of.

Unfortunately, with how few credits she had, she was only able to secure the assistance of one warrior, mostly through the promise of allowing any Beskar materials to fall to them. Sitting in the hold of her ship, Mirinda eyed her new partner, unsure of what to make of the 'Mandalorian' that stood before her. It was of a species she hadn't seen, nor heard of, and the behaviors of this one were...unusual to say the least. Regardless, at least no one would think to connect this one back to her and the NIO. "So, DIMA, what all can you do?" She inquired, her fingers drumming on the table as she was wondering if she had perhaps made a mistake with this partnership.

Only time would tell.

 

[Domina Prime]

Mattali Omenza​

Shifting, azure optics twisted and wandered intensely as the hyperactive creature mused about the ship which she had been invited to. The low, subtle chittering of those jaws of teeth echoed in the voice filter of her helm. The visor of said armor providing Dima with details and facial information as the lightly armored, four armed lifeform was escorted to the main quarters of the ship. A tiny droid levitating by her side, hastening its pace while looking up at Dima and communicating through her helm.

"Ok, now remember Dima. Be polite, use words carefully, and keep your...weirdness to a minimum. We're here to assist, but mainly to retrieve what was stolen. Do NOT ruin this opportunity~" X9 warned, the droid levitating a little closer to Dimas shoulder as the large doors to the hold SWOOSHED open and left Dima exposed to the open.

"Ok ok Dima is brave!" She whispered to herself, her four arms all fiddling about with a gadget in her hands which looked to be some sort of toy-like puzzle. It was a calming device, or really, a distraction. X9 was teaching Dima to keep her claws to herself and not touch and break anything as she commonly did with such...destructive utensils. Her many eyes twisted about behind the violet visor of her helm as Dima stepped inside, that tail dragging behind her and grazing against the chairs and bumping into things as it swished about in excitement. "Helloooooooo? This one has arrived!" She announced whimsically, her four eyes falling on the flower colored lady across the room."Dima comes in sweetness?" She tried, the Droid gave Dima a look and then glanced at Miri before whispering into Dimas helm.

"Peace, You come in peace." X9 corrected, causing the xeno to huff and shake her head in a hard physical grimace.

"T-thats what Dima meant~" She grumbled aloud, mushing the droid aside with one of her arms and walking forward to get away from it. "Stop being so sour all the time you are distracting Dima!" She whined, her tail flicking and smacking the droid out of the room just as the doors swooshed shut. Leaving the two and those teeth chittering audibly behind her purple visor. The woman began her questioning quickly, asking the lifeform what she was capable of. The question evoked a hard tilt of the head, one of her upper arms lifting a hand and placing a claw on the chin of her helm as she tapped it with a 'clink, clink, clink'.

"Ummmmmmm, well, Dima is very smart, also Dima is brave and sweet. This ones claws are sharp and Dima has many many teeth! Ummm." She grimaced as she thought on. "Dima can make things, break things, fix things, but mainly break things cousins say Dima is very good at that~" She rambled, fiddling about with the rubix cube designed device in her many hands, X9 scolding the xeno for her...behavior.

"DIMA NO! Remember when we said today we were going to be PROFESSIONALS?" The droid yelled through the comm-link.

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[Mattali Omenza]

Seize and Destroy
​

Location: Enroute to Jomark
Gear:

Spoiler: Gear

TXP SBG-01x Bodyglove
REC Scatter Gun
REC-DC/04 Particle Blaster Pistol
Sentinel Tech Gloves
BH 'Saria' IWS
Hima Blade

Tags: Domina Prime

The first words of her partner were, plainly speaking, a mystery for Mirinda. She nodded slowly, eying the woman, trying to think how this would work exactly. Comes in sweetness indeed. She was...remarkable, that much Mirinda couldn't deny. Though the tail and physical prowess she was seeing indicated there was value to be had. She could break and fix, which meant her technical skills could perhaps come in handy. Mirinda had worked with all sorts of aliens in her past, and with that came knowledge of what different species could do. Though Dima, she hadn't a clue on what the woman was capable of. Or, what her species was capable of.

Watching the tail move back and forth, Mirinda nodded slowly, pulling up her wrist computer as she warmed up the engines. "Well, Dima, welcome aboard."

Only time would tell what fruit this alliance would bare. She didn't have much of a choice regardless.