Mand'alor sends Nicci on another Mission
[07:57] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would approach the familiar yaim,perhaps the third time this week. He had considered sending some messanger to relay it, but no, what he exchanged with his own student had to be done face-to-face, despite the mandalore's responsibilities . He would reach forward, and roughly bang on the door in a familiar fashion.
[08:00] Nicci Sularen groaned as she heard the familiar pounding on the door. She finished pulling her boots on, knowing who it was. She had given him the code to the door, why didn't he just use it? She pulled her long red hair, still wet from the shower, out of her face and went to release the door's locking mechanism. "Su'cuy, Mandalore," she said harshly, though her voice had someone softened from that -aways angry- edge. She motioned for him to come inside, before anything unusually annoying happened.
[08:06] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would walk past her, entering the yaim, hands crossed behind his waist. He shifted to have his visor meet her eyes, staring like a cold abyss, expression beneath it a mystery. He would then nod slightly, "You're done here, Ge'verd." He merely said, tone as harsh as always, "Pack your osik."
[08:11] Nicci Sularen raised an eyebrow. She wasn't really surprised. After the horrendous display yesterday it made her mission here seem rather pointless, and now she had an entire clan angry at her. That suited her just fine. "I don't own much, so that shouldn't take long," she smirked, "There is a man here, by the name of Ciryc A'den. He is a true mandalorian among fools. I'd like to approach him and see if I can get him to jump a sinking ship, to a clan he is more worthy of." she replied.
[08:25] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) shifted his arms to calmly cross over his armored chest, looking at her directly as she explained. it was a pleasant surprise that there was -one- that wasn't a total fool, "Do you what you must, Ge'verd, but hurry, because I have your next test.." There was a reason that warriors that were trained by A'denla himself grew up to be Alore and champions to their clans; An'ila, Mirshe and others, all practically unperiled in battle. it was product to the fact thaqt the mandalore made sure that if his students survived.. it wasn't because it was easy. The Elder reached into a belt compartment and unsheathed a small holo-projector which he held out a bit, level with his chest. the projector came to life, and the image of a tall, well-built Kel Dor emerged. The Man wore Mandalorian beskar'gam, and wore a prominent cape which draped from the back of his chestplate, along with a largem two handed sword, material forged unknown. The recording flickered from him just standing to the same individual, but this time h
[08:25] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon): e had a Blaster rifle, and he was beating what seemed to be an innocent woman into submission on a street, while other seeming mandalorians just watched. The woman on the street seemed to be bleeding, disfigutred from the constant beating of the Man's rifle. The image then flickered once more to a recording of the same Mandalorian beating another Mandalorian into submission in the same manner. Finally, the Mand'alor spoke, "They call him Vorenus Viszla." He declared, "Regarded as a veteran in the Death Watch. He served as the personal enforcer of the Overlord that was Vurr's predecessor. He's responsible for the murder of well over thirty members of Clan Dralshy'a when he bombed a Beskar vein on Mandalore. Arcturis hunted him down, dueled him, and eventually defeated him and left him to die... but he's not dead." he said before the image finally cut out, "You know what I want you to do."
[08:37] Nicci Sularen watched the images, seemingly unphased by what many would consider to be disturbing content. She had had worse happen to her at the hands of the Sith afterall. She did believe however, that no one should have to suffer at the hands of anyone's brutality, and as such, looked upon the figures with disdain, "You want me to hunt him down and kill him." she said flatly.
[08:41] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) nods, putting away the projector, "Arcturis is my Field Marshall, and his prowess in battle is second only to mine." The mand'alor resumed his previous pose, hands going behind his waist, "And This... Kyrt'sad managed to give him a run for his credits, dealt him injury which is rare for a verd of Arcturis' caliber to experience. Be ready, he is Death Watch, and they don't possess the same sense of honor we do. The intel I've recieved is that he likes to harass innocent people on Uvena. he's been recorded as kidnapping girls from villages there and using them for whatever sick osik they use them for. You can start there.
[08:49] Nicci Sularen eyed Mand'alor warily. She wondered what made him think she could take this guy out if his second in command barely defeated him and couldn't even kill him. Maybe A'denla wanted her dead because of what had happened the other night. Yes of course, her warped sense of logic concluded that was more than likely it. She wasn't going to turn him down though, he was Mandalore afterall. She grabbed her sniper rifle off it's mount on the wall and strapped it to her back, thoug hshe more than likely wouldn use it as she preferred closer combat. She looked up at him, defiance in her eyes as always, though not directed at him, "When do I leave?" she asked.
[08:00] Nicci Sularen groaned as she heard the familiar pounding on the door. She finished pulling her boots on, knowing who it was. She had given him the code to the door, why didn't he just use it? She pulled her long red hair, still wet from the shower, out of her face and went to release the door's locking mechanism. "Su'cuy, Mandalore," she said harshly, though her voice had someone softened from that -aways angry- edge. She motioned for him to come inside, before anything unusually annoying happened.
[08:06] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) would walk past her, entering the yaim, hands crossed behind his waist. He shifted to have his visor meet her eyes, staring like a cold abyss, expression beneath it a mystery. He would then nod slightly, "You're done here, Ge'verd." He merely said, tone as harsh as always, "Pack your osik."
[08:11] Nicci Sularen raised an eyebrow. She wasn't really surprised. After the horrendous display yesterday it made her mission here seem rather pointless, and now she had an entire clan angry at her. That suited her just fine. "I don't own much, so that shouldn't take long," she smirked, "There is a man here, by the name of Ciryc A'den. He is a true mandalorian among fools. I'd like to approach him and see if I can get him to jump a sinking ship, to a clan he is more worthy of." she replied.
[08:25] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) shifted his arms to calmly cross over his armored chest, looking at her directly as she explained. it was a pleasant surprise that there was -one- that wasn't a total fool, "Do you what you must, Ge'verd, but hurry, because I have your next test.." There was a reason that warriors that were trained by A'denla himself grew up to be Alore and champions to their clans; An'ila, Mirshe and others, all practically unperiled in battle. it was product to the fact thaqt the mandalore made sure that if his students survived.. it wasn't because it was easy. The Elder reached into a belt compartment and unsheathed a small holo-projector which he held out a bit, level with his chest. the projector came to life, and the image of a tall, well-built Kel Dor emerged. The Man wore Mandalorian beskar'gam, and wore a prominent cape which draped from the back of his chestplate, along with a largem two handed sword, material forged unknown. The recording flickered from him just standing to the same individual, but this time h
[08:25] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon): e had a Blaster rifle, and he was beating what seemed to be an innocent woman into submission on a street, while other seeming mandalorians just watched. The woman on the street seemed to be bleeding, disfigutred from the constant beating of the Man's rifle. The image then flickered once more to a recording of the same Mandalorian beating another Mandalorian into submission in the same manner. Finally, the Mand'alor spoke, "They call him Vorenus Viszla." He declared, "Regarded as a veteran in the Death Watch. He served as the personal enforcer of the Overlord that was Vurr's predecessor. He's responsible for the murder of well over thirty members of Clan Dralshy'a when he bombed a Beskar vein on Mandalore. Arcturis hunted him down, dueled him, and eventually defeated him and left him to die... but he's not dead." he said before the image finally cut out, "You know what I want you to do."
[08:37] Nicci Sularen watched the images, seemingly unphased by what many would consider to be disturbing content. She had had worse happen to her at the hands of the Sith afterall. She did believe however, that no one should have to suffer at the hands of anyone's brutality, and as such, looked upon the figures with disdain, "You want me to hunt him down and kill him." she said flatly.
[08:41] A'denla Kad (unlivedphalanx.mcmahon) nods, putting away the projector, "Arcturis is my Field Marshall, and his prowess in battle is second only to mine." The mand'alor resumed his previous pose, hands going behind his waist, "And This... Kyrt'sad managed to give him a run for his credits, dealt him injury which is rare for a verd of Arcturis' caliber to experience. Be ready, he is Death Watch, and they don't possess the same sense of honor we do. The intel I've recieved is that he likes to harass innocent people on Uvena. he's been recorded as kidnapping girls from villages there and using them for whatever sick osik they use them for. You can start there.
[08:49] Nicci Sularen eyed Mand'alor warily. She wondered what made him think she could take this guy out if his second in command barely defeated him and couldn't even kill him. Maybe A'denla wanted her dead because of what had happened the other night. Yes of course, her warped sense of logic concluded that was more than likely it. She wasn't going to turn him down though, he was Mandalore afterall. She grabbed her sniper rifle off it's mount on the wall and strapped it to her back, thoug hshe more than likely wouldn use it as she preferred closer combat. She looked up at him, defiance in her eyes as always, though not directed at him, "When do I leave?" she asked.
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