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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/6/2017 11:25:00 AM
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The blast flipped a nearby bench, but the Krogan fell dead soon afterwards, leaving the two of them there with a very weird type of situation...
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Cannon rolled off of her, lying on his back with a wheeze and a groan. "Ok... Pretty sure I broke something." He coughed a couple times.
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"Agh...I think you almost broke my spine with your body." Vel had told Cannon, rolling to her front in pain from her back.
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"Sorry vod..." Cannon sat up and removed his helmet, as it turned out... He was a spitting image of Jango Fett.
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It reminded her of clones she used to know...and work alongside at times. "Are you...a clone? You look exactly like Jango after." She comments on Cannon.
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He glanced at her, seeming to stiffen slightly at the word "clone". The only difference between him and Jango was a series of scars across the left side of his face. "Yeah... I am. Why? Have something against clones?" He was suddenly very guarded in his words, the friendly tone gone.
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"No...I worked with them. Was part of a squadron during the Clone Wars." She told him, standing up in front of Cannon.
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He refarded her curiosly for a second. "I was a Sergeant of a Republic Commando squad." He finally informed her, slowly rising. He winced as he did so, clutching his chest where the shotgun blast had hit him.
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Velinnea ran to him, applying medi-gel to him, which would've slowly began to reveal his wounds. "Yeah; I was part of the Republic; joined in the failed attack on Mustafar." She told him.
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"I heard about that fight. Wasn't there though, my team was deployed on Atrekan against tge guerrilla fighters there." Cannon stretched slightly.
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/7/2017 9:30:54 PM"Ay." Was all Vel said, leaving to a silence between the two for a little bit. What were they going to talk about?
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"I didn't catch your name." Cannon said as he fastened his helmet to his belt. "I'm Cannon, clan and house Lok."
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"Velinnea Stoik. I don't remember what my clan was; I lived while Duchess Satine ruled Mandalore." She had said, shaking his hand.
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"Ah. So you're one of the New Mandalorians?"
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/11/2017 3:21:03 AM"I believe so, yes. Then what does that make you? One of the old Mandalorians?" She asked Cannon.
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He chuckled. "One of the real Mandalorians."
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She sighs, shaking her head. "Aren't we all real Mandalorians, brother?" She asked.
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"Living on the planet dosent make a Mandalorian. Following the code makes a Mandalorian."
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She chuckles. "Sure brother. Like how following the law makes you an innocent man. Look..." she had said, walking up to Cannon. "It's been god knows how much time since I crashed here; same with the small platoon of clones that crashed a few moths afterwards. So, I may have gotten...a bit more rusty than I would've been if I hadn't been on that mission." She told him.
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"Huh... So a pacifist that joined the army? You're an odd one, aren't you." He replied.
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Edited by A Stormy Dio: 9/22/2017 8:20:17 AM“You could say that again, brother.” She had said, sighing and continuing to give him a lot more medi-gel.
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He was oddly not as wounded as would be expected, especially seeing as he took a Krogan shotgun point blank. His armor was missing a lot of paint, but otherwise almost intact.
