Semi-retired Operative Nyx (@Sandal_Maximus) is not aware of what has been transpiring around her husband, Corden Maximus (@Corden_Maximus), but I am. I am reproducing several of his transmissions in which he has proclaimed himself Mand'alor and took on the kyrt'sad (Death Watch Mandalorians). I do not know the future ramifications of his actions, but I worry if Sandal will be okay. Here are the transmissions I intercepted:
--IT BEGINS--
*standing on the precipice of a cliff, looking down on those assembled before me* who will join me to rebuild our glory?!
Who will join me in this crusade to show the universe we are not to be trifled with?!
Who will help me rebuild the glory of Mandalore?! Will you? Or you? *feeling the energy of the crowd as I raise my blade above my head*
*extending my arm and pointing to the crowd below* you are the might of the Mand'alor! It is you who will help recapture our glory!
Tell me, how many of you remember your clan elders telling the stories of the Jetii and dar'jetii treachery against us?
We will show them that we are not to be deceived! That we are the greatest force the galaxy has ever known!
Rally to me ner'vode! And we will show these force using hut'uune just what we are made of! *the cheers of the crowd almost deafening me*
*holding my arms above my head, feeling the roar of the crowd against me. Looking out upon those gathered*
We must find our cuy'val dar vode, and they will fight w us! They have been used and forgotten by the Jetii when they feared to -
-get their hands dirty! We will welcome them into our ranks. For they are us as well.
I have met many of these clones in my travels, and they are as good warriors as you are! They have even shown themselves adept at -
-dispatching Jetii during Order 66 *smirking* fear them nor vode, try are far from the hut'uune you think they are
*pointing at the crowd again* now, how many of you will stand with me?! *again hearing the roar of approval from the crowd*
*chuckling* I'm glad you agree vode. I am Mand'alor Talyc, and I WILL LEAD US TO GLORY!
*turning and walking into a nearby house* we will be ready. Start training immediately *the sergeant runs to fulfill my order* I will be -
-back in 6 months. I expect improvement *turning and exiting the house, heading towards my ship, my cape billowing behind me*
*entering my ship and taking off, accelerating quickly out of the atmosphere of the planet* time to do some wet work
*quickly plotting a course for Concordia* time to get rid of the Kyr'tsad hut'uune that have built a base there
*after a hyperspace trip I land on Concordia, grabbing my rifle and vibroblade as I exit the ship*
*walking to the nearest soldier I find* where is you commander? *he challenges me, saying that only certain people see the commander*
Oh really? Only certain people you say? *I quickly pull my kad and drive it into him, seeing it appear from his spine*
*leaning to his ear* guess next time you'll realize the importance of the Mand'alor *wrenching my blade from him as I look at the others*
*looking at them* do you recognize my station as Mand'alor? *holding my blade out to my side* if not, you can share your vode fate here
Hut'uune *I spit out the word as I walk past them into the base* were are you Enack? I've a score to settle w you!
*seeing him come forward, noting the fear in his eyes w a grim satisfaction* oh there you are Enack. Nice to see you finally.
*I listen as he tells me about the work he is doing, how he is saving our race* no Enack, I will save our race. W out your Kyr'tsad -
-hatred and bigotry! *I smirk as his guards reach for their weapons, knowing they are just imposters wearing Beskar'gam*
*removing my helmet and placing it on the ground in front of me* tell your guards to back off now Enack. If they value breathing
*grinning as he tells them to attack, gripping my blade as they come at me* wrong choice vod *deflecting the first attacker and moving
*Onto the next, my blade slashing into them as they fall screaming before me* I WARNED YOU! NOW YOU ALL DIE! *spinning and deflecting
-*more attacks as I cut more down, my blade moving through them easily* Kyr'tsad hut'uune! *grabbing the final guard by the helmet-
-*and holding him, his back against my chest* sorry vod. You picked the wrong side *bringing my blade across his throat as he -
-*gurgles and drops before me, his blood covering my hand* now Enack, it's your turn *pointing my blade at him and advancing, a grim look-
-*on my face. Taking off my all the armor on my torso* come on vod, don't tell me you're afraid! *I watch as he backs away from me-
*pure terror showing on his face* all you Kyr'tsade are all talk. But when it comes to action, you're just hut'uune
*I stalk him quietly as he retreats into a room. Walking into the room he pulls a blaster. I hurl my vibroblade at him, pinning him-
-*by the shoulder to the wall, the blaster on the ground. I walk to him, grabbing the blade and twisting it slightly* you're a hut'uun.
*I pull the blade out and watch as he drops to the ground* FIGHT ME! *I toss my blade to him. Opting to rely on my fists. Wanting to -
-*feel his bones break beneath my hands. He comes at me w an over hand strike, I step to the side and deliver a punch to his kidney*
*he continues go strike at me as I deftly dodge him, laughing as I do so. Until he catches me w a low swipe to the leg, dropping me*
*I pull a knife from my boot and stab him in the heart, holding it in him as I loom down into his eyes from atop him* you were a great
Warrior. Why did you choose Kyr'tsad?! *tears in my eyes as I ask him* WHY?! YOU COULD HAVE HELPED RESTORE US!
*he laughs as he answers* what makes your crusade so different than mine Maximus? Tell me? *before I can answer his eyes go blank as -
-*his last breath leaves his body. Leaving me to drag myself back to my ship. My leg completely useless*
*pulling myself into the pilots chair I fly off planet, setting my hyperspace course* shabla leg. Useless. Need a doctor
*tying a tourniquet around my leg, gritting my teeth against the pain* no-no meds. Need...to feel this. Gotta, hang on *passin out from pain
*managing to send a distress beacon to @RC_Boss before passing out, hoping he hears it*
*my ship exiting hyperspace above Tynnara. Guiding itself into a stable orbit around the planet, still broadcasting a distress signal*
*my ship detecting another. Running a handshake protocol against known enemies signatures and finding it friendly. Docking w the Eversor*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *a group of soldiers enter your ship and search, finding you unconscious and calls for a medic team, hoping you wake up*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *the bleeding having slowed to an ooze, still passed out. Wearing no torso armor or helmet, numerous cuts all over me*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *the medics arrive and get you on a stretcher and proceed to take you to medbay and begin to work, asking for your name*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *stirring slightly, my leg beyond saving. Mumbling incoherently* where's @Sandal_Maximus?...married...where?
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *they look at your injuries, quickly determining that your leg is beyond repair and begin surgery prep*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *slipping back into unconsciousness as they prep me. Muttering still, then silencing*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *beams aboard his ship and runs to the medbay, knocking down a few people in the process and arrives seeing @corden_maximus* CORDEN!
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *hears @RC_Boss yelling, sitting up and grabbing him by his collar, says through gritted teeth* Boss, what the haran happened to my leg?!
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *is pulled down, seeing the anger in your eyes* I don't know, vod! YOU tell ME! *watching medics working*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *sits back, laughing bitterly, looking at @RC_Boss* I went after a Kyr'tsad base. You should see them
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *gritting as the medics remove my leg, keeping focus on @RC_Boss* they hut'uune...deserve...to die. I...am Mand'alor!
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *shaking his head as he watches @corden_maximus being worked on* Why did you go there of places? I know they're hut'uuns but... Why? *grins at @corden_maximus, trying to lighten the mood* Well... There goes that race, I guess. *chuckles*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *chuckling painfully at @RC_Boss* /our/ race vod. Not that race. /our/ race.
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *raises an eyebrow* @corden_maximus Our race? What do you mean? *confused look on face*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *giving @RC_Boss a piercing look* you were cloned from Jango were you not? You're as much Mandalorian as I *clenching my fists to the pain*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *hisses as @corden_maximus squeezes my hand, bows his head slightly* Vor'e, ner vod... *pauses* I was referring to the race about who would become Mand'alor first, though. *laughs slightly, still pained for @corden_maximus*
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *letting go of @RC_Boss' hand* well, if you want it, nows your chance. I'm not in much shape to fight back. *breathing heavily at the pain*
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *laughs @corden_maximus's response, shaking his head* No... Not in a millenia. Wouldn't do that. Plus, it's not worth a "fight."
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *the medics finishing up and giving me a heavy sedative, looking at @RC_Boss again* vore ner vod. I'll *drowsy* lead us....victory
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *nodding, keeping eye contact with @corden_maximus* And I'll be by your side, Mand'alor.
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *grinning at @RC_Boss as I succumb to the sedative* please....call me, Cord'ika
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *smirks at @corden_maximus, shaking his head* Alright, /Cord'ika/. You better put me in charge of something, though. *laughs* Get some rest.
[@Corden_Maximus in response to @RC_Boss] *out cold, breathing steadily and peacefully
[@RC_Boss in response to @Corden_Maximus] *sighs as @corden_maximus falls asleep, tells the chief medic to keep him informed on his status and that he'll be back, walks out* HAAR'CHAK! *flares up and punches the wall with all his might, leaving a sizable dent, shaking his head and drops to the floor, sobbing*shaking his head as he sits on the floor of the hallway, picks up his head and closes his eyes, mumbles* If anybody else is alive and is responsible for @corden_maximus's condition, so help me maker, they'll die a slow and painful death. Why weren't the Death Watch eliminated years ago... They've been nothing but a nuisance! *slams his fists into the floor as he says that, shaking with anger*
*stands slowly and removes his gloves, seeing his hands only reddened and protected from the impacts by the suit* Good... *looks back at the medbay, thumps his chestplate as sees @corden_maximus sleeping and has himself beamed down to the surface*
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