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The Future is Mandalorian (open to all Mandos)

So, I was there. How did I get in? Didn't really matter, but it turns out Mandalorian armor doesn't exactly vanish when they kick the proverbial bucket and if you can get the smell out the heavy plates made for good not dying stuff. It just happened to be during the cleaning that the message for some kind of gathering, meeting thing came over the helmet comlink.

Now when you're a thug and your immediate goals in life were not dying and your next meal, you tend to perk up when you think it's about a job. Turns out...I'm an idiot. I didn't hear much about job offers, no body was handing out sandwiches and the amount of testosterone was enough to make any experienced thug's anus clamp shut, and that was just from the women.

I looked between the speakers as they said lots and lots of stuff that sounded a lot like they didn't have much of a clue about who was Mandalorian and who wasn't. I felt a bit better about that, actually. If they didn't agree then who the hell could tell him he wasn't? Right then and there I decided I was definitely adding 'Mandalorian' to mu resume. The money was practically calling to him already.

So they talked a lot, none of it really made any kinda sense, why sell yourself to just one person? You never join a gang, make money and respect off the world, but stay right out of it. Joining a gang was a one way ticket to getting screwed without a cuddled afterwards. Not my thing. So, I did what any smart thug does, I kept my big mouth shut and my hand near my blaster...oh, and waited for a damn sandwich.
 
Shia sat silently, listening to the conversation flow back and forth with face that might have been carved from granite for the expression it showed.

She wasn't actually thinking, her mind having shifted into neutral gear as the conversations and statements flowed around her.

She had done what she could, here. Now it remained to be see what others would do with what they could.

That at least, would be interesting.
 
For the most part of this gathering Kista had just listened. She did notice no one had any clue for a consultant for a piece of technology she had begun to draft up.

Kista did however gain some insight how she could expand her operations. She had done little trading off Mandalore. Currently she was in need of reliable transports of good to Alderaan, the Hapes Consortium, and maybe to Ryolth. She noted two different people that might be able to help her out. One being having a company that transported goods and the other could be looking for a way to help give her Clan work.

So later she had planned to talk to [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] and [member="Entye Shysa"] . It just seemed logical to Kista to give work to her vod before outsourcing the work to someone that was not Mandalorian.

@everyone in the thread. Sorry I did not have time to tag everyone, limited time before having to leave to work. Was still thinking of everyone!
 

Jorga the Hutt

When life gives you Mandos, make Mando'ade
[member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Serilda Rekali"] [member="Koda Fett"] [member="Alkor Centaris"] [member="Mishka Larraq"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Cato Fett"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"] [member="Roy Americus"] [member="Shia Kryze"] [member="Entye Shysa"] [member="Njiod Shysa"] [member="Ronan Vizsla"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Hard Luck Frank"] [member="Kad Har'rangir"] [member="Betty Americus"] [member="Kista Bralor "]

"Well, folks, it seems that we've come to a natural ending point. I've seen a lot of success today, a lot of pledges and potential connections made. Thank you all for respecting the meeting." Connory chuckled under his helmet. "This might be the first Mandalorian meeting in a decade that didn't wind up violent. If you're going to take Mister Raxis up on his offer of a fistfight, or start knife measuring with the Mantis brothers..." He gestured at the forest around them. "Not here, not now, but enjoy yourselves. I'm proud to be one of you. Thanks for showing up."
 
She had said what she needed and then watched them all start to leave...

She had said what was needed, they would help...any mando...while their hearts hurt at their losses...it didn't stop them from doing the right thing.

With that Arla slipped away as easily as she had stepped in.

[member="Kad Har'rangir"] | [member="Shia Kryze"] | [member="Kista Bralor "]| [member="Alkor Centaris"] | [member="Ronan Vizsla"] | [member="Cato Fett"] | [member="Koda Fett"] | [member="Gilamar Skirata"] | [member="Roy Americus"] | [member="Entye Shysa"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Betty Americus"] | [member="Strider Garon"] | [member="Mishka Larraq"] | [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]
 

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