Rage

[11:26] Nicci Ordo had been out of transmission range for a few days, taking a voyage to the far reaches of space. As soon as she re-entered Mandalorian territory, her comm unit on the console of her vessel blinked to indicate an incoming transmission. She assumed it was Jorval, whom she had recently made Alor. He had shown much promise and she had hoped he would follow in his grandfather's footsteps one day to greatness. She hit the console to accept the transmission, if not just so the damn buzzer would shut off. It was a general broadcast to the clan, explaining that her one time student had supposedly made the clan death watch. Rage burned through her hotter than had ever burned through her before. Her hands shook. It was all she could do to keep from punching a hole in the glass of her ship. Instead she increased impulse speed to land on the planet that was their home, Ordo. She saw no one about the outpost other than the occasional verd. She opened her fuel tank and dumped all the fuel she had, including

[11:26] Nicci Ordo reserves, onto the entirety of the base. Black rain cascaded down for several moments before she floated down to the landing pad, refueling it once it was down and telling her droid to prepare to depart at a moment notice. She then headed for the bunker where all the explosives the clan had ever made contained.

[11:36] Nicci Ordo had all the access codes to every droid in the place, including the basilisks. She would not see them harmed over one man's worthless decision. She had never taught that worthless di'kutla to use a basilisk anyway. She would be damned if Char Munit'kad was proven right about Ordo in the end. She would see the entire clan go up in smoke before that happened. She packed the most powerful explosions ever known to mando'ad in every crevice of every building, using the droids to help levitate carefully the larger ones. She blocked up every doorway. Every single one. The mandalorians in the base only looked at her curiously. She had been their alor once...and she had not said a word to any of them that she might not have followed their decision in. They were kyr'tsad now and had willingly followed their idiot so called Alor to such a fate. She mounted one of the basilisks, loading the rest along with all the droids into a cargo freighter she had had another droid power up, along with the vital suppli [11:36] Nicci Ordo She would be damned if she allowed the kyr'tsad to have them. She ordered the freighter and her private fighter to take off, keeping them hovered in the air while she flew around on the basilisk and began to open fire on every one of the explosives. At least this was one mistake she would rectify.