Post by Gh0st on Nov 26, 2006 14:31:39 GMT -5
The Hydra broke from hyperspace and flew into the icey planent, Rhen Var. As soon as the planent became visible, Serven felt a pit in his stomach, like he had when he came here as a child, although it was actually him picking up on the strong darkside aura due to his force sensetivity, he quickly shoved it off as memories of comming home or the cold as he did as a child.
The Hydra landed and Serven stepped out clad in full Mandalorian armor, it's black and brown colors ment to usually blend in with the desert areas he delt with on a daily bases a large contrest to the now white and blue area behold him. He remembered when the armor he wore now was a light blue and white shade, however that was many years ago, when he was sitll involved in the Mandalorian army.
Serven walked out, this had been where his people had camped, he was sure of it, and he had picked up thermal readings from when he used The Hydra's scanners to pick up life. It picked up a small town. This was too strange, unless that was it was an ambush.
Serven heard it immediatly, a simple foot print, and a cloaked figure jumped out of him, Serven barely having time to dodge the virbo-axe that was brought down into the ice. Serven kicked the Mandalorian attacker in the chest, and drew his rifle, pointing it at the Mandalorian attacker, however he didn't have time to fire as another Mandalorian jumped out from under him, Serven fired his snare from his wrist, it wraped around the second Mandalorian attacker. On the other hand Serven extended his wrist blades, pulling the Second Mandalorian in, his face colliding with Serven's wristblades, killing him instantly.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"ENOUGH!"[/glow] said one Mandalorian, stepping out from out of the Snow storm.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"It's good to see you again, Serven."[/glow] said the Mandalorian, extending his hand to be shook,
Serven recongized the voice of the Mandalorian, even when distorted by his helm.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Hell of a welcoming party, Dad."[/glow] said Severn, shaking his adopted father's hand which quickly turned into a hug.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Come now, lets get out of the damnded snow storm."[/glow] said Amoga Orlon, leading his son to the indoor encampment.
[An hour or so later]
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"So why have you come here? You don't come around Rhen Var alot, then again I wouldn't either if I had a choice."[/glow] said Amoga, sitting down near several fires and electric heaters.
[glow=gold,2,300]"My proffesion, Bounty Hunting."[/glow] said Serven,
Amoga raised an eyebrow,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Hopefully not to hunt one of the Mandalorian's of this clan."[/glow] said Amoga, the slightest hint of fear in his voice.
Serven shook is head,
[glow=gold,2,300]"You'd know I never do that, I haven't been here in awhile but I still follow the major of Mandalorian rules."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"So why have you come here then? I doubt it's just to say hello."[/glow] said Amoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"Well it would be to finish my training."[/glow] said Serven.
Amoga laughed,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Training? You knocked one of our Elites down and killed another one in more time then it took for me to make out who you were, I doubt you need training."[/glow] said Amoga.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Have you ever heard of the Network?"[/glow] asked Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"I've heard of it, some Criminal organzation, right? I heard some of the Duros and Neimodian merchants we traded with talking about them."[/glow] said Amoga.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Well, I'm trying to hunt down their leader, Vyyaate, however theres only one way to get to him, by following his enforcer, Henndron."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"I see, I take it he's tough?"[/glow] asked Amoga
[glow=gold,2,300]"Maybe, maybe not, but the reason I can't fight him is because of his suit of armor. It generates shields, some powerful, touching it is like touching a lightsaber."[/glow] said Serven.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Well it seems you need an equally as powerful suit as armor."[/glow] said Amoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"But where? His armor is custome made by the Network, fine quality. There only way I could match that is spend decades collecting shields and enhancements."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Oh take it from someone who has."[/glow] said Amoga taking his helm off.
[glow=gold,2,300]"You can't possibely be suggesting..."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Oh quit your nonsense, I'm an old man, Serven. My bodies been doing this for too long. I just want to spend the rest of my days on a warm planent with a drink and peace and silence for once in my life."[/glow] said Amoga.
Serven nodded, he understood what his father was doing, he was giving him his armor. A mandalorian's armor, once personalized his an extention of themselves. A father giving a son his armor was a sign of retirement and honor. There was no greater a reward a Mandalorian could ask for, and none he would want either.
[Several hours later.]
Severn started to get use to his farther's armor as he moved around, luckily it well, the only changes Serven had mane was switching some of the mecanisims to buttons similar to those on his old armor.
(This new armor is black all over with the acception of the vision line on his helmet which is bright blue, as is the other secondary colors on the armor with the acception of the under light armor which was also jet black.)
[Several hours later]
Once Serven had gotten a feel for his armor, Armoga called Serven to meet him once again in his hutt. [glow=gold,2,300]"Son, you've outmatched me in so many ways and lived a life I could only dream of. I gladly give you your armor and now I must tell you a secret I promised to hold until I handed down my armor to you."[/glow] said Armoga,
Serven felt his heart skip a beat, secrets where never good, always revealed something bad, at least that was his experince with secrets.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"You know the story of your actual father and how you came to be? Right?"[/glow] asked Armoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"Yeah."[/glow] responded Serven, sounding as if his father had just asked him if he knew planents where round.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Your mother was never raped, they loved eachother, your father was a Mandalorian, but he was something else, somehting much, much more important."[/glow] said Armoga, [glow=lightgreen,2,300]"A Jedi."[/glow] finished Armoga, almost seeing the shock on his son's face through the helmet.
[glow=gold,2,300]"You mean.. my actual father was a.. Jedi?"[/glow] said Serven in disbelif.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Yes, and the town was never destroyed, at the age of seven your father died, and your mother, knowing the other Sand People would kill you for your differnces, handed him to me when I went to your father's funeral oh so long ago."[/glow] said Armoga,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"The force flows through your veins as it did your father, that is why you've always a had a sixth sense, why you knew the mandalorian was comming from the shadows, why your probally alive today givin your lifestyle."[/glow] said Armoga, [glow=lightgreen,2,300]"What you do now is your choice."[/glow] said Armoga, standing up and leaving Serven to think about this new information, and what his fate would be from now on.
[Several hours later]
Serven sighed as he looked back at Rhen Var, before turning and entering his ship, The Hydra, unsure of his destiny, but knowing one thing.
He wanted to pursue the path of the Jedi.
The Hydra landed and Serven stepped out clad in full Mandalorian armor, it's black and brown colors ment to usually blend in with the desert areas he delt with on a daily bases a large contrest to the now white and blue area behold him. He remembered when the armor he wore now was a light blue and white shade, however that was many years ago, when he was sitll involved in the Mandalorian army.
Serven walked out, this had been where his people had camped, he was sure of it, and he had picked up thermal readings from when he used The Hydra's scanners to pick up life. It picked up a small town. This was too strange, unless that was it was an ambush.
Serven heard it immediatly, a simple foot print, and a cloaked figure jumped out of him, Serven barely having time to dodge the virbo-axe that was brought down into the ice. Serven kicked the Mandalorian attacker in the chest, and drew his rifle, pointing it at the Mandalorian attacker, however he didn't have time to fire as another Mandalorian jumped out from under him, Serven fired his snare from his wrist, it wraped around the second Mandalorian attacker. On the other hand Serven extended his wrist blades, pulling the Second Mandalorian in, his face colliding with Serven's wristblades, killing him instantly.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"ENOUGH!"[/glow] said one Mandalorian, stepping out from out of the Snow storm.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"It's good to see you again, Serven."[/glow] said the Mandalorian, extending his hand to be shook,
Serven recongized the voice of the Mandalorian, even when distorted by his helm.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Hell of a welcoming party, Dad."[/glow] said Severn, shaking his adopted father's hand which quickly turned into a hug.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Come now, lets get out of the damnded snow storm."[/glow] said Amoga Orlon, leading his son to the indoor encampment.
[An hour or so later]
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"So why have you come here? You don't come around Rhen Var alot, then again I wouldn't either if I had a choice."[/glow] said Amoga, sitting down near several fires and electric heaters.
[glow=gold,2,300]"My proffesion, Bounty Hunting."[/glow] said Serven,
Amoga raised an eyebrow,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Hopefully not to hunt one of the Mandalorian's of this clan."[/glow] said Amoga, the slightest hint of fear in his voice.
Serven shook is head,
[glow=gold,2,300]"You'd know I never do that, I haven't been here in awhile but I still follow the major of Mandalorian rules."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"So why have you come here then? I doubt it's just to say hello."[/glow] said Amoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"Well it would be to finish my training."[/glow] said Serven.
Amoga laughed,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Training? You knocked one of our Elites down and killed another one in more time then it took for me to make out who you were, I doubt you need training."[/glow] said Amoga.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Have you ever heard of the Network?"[/glow] asked Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"I've heard of it, some Criminal organzation, right? I heard some of the Duros and Neimodian merchants we traded with talking about them."[/glow] said Amoga.
[glow=gold,2,300]"Well, I'm trying to hunt down their leader, Vyyaate, however theres only one way to get to him, by following his enforcer, Henndron."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"I see, I take it he's tough?"[/glow] asked Amoga
[glow=gold,2,300]"Maybe, maybe not, but the reason I can't fight him is because of his suit of armor. It generates shields, some powerful, touching it is like touching a lightsaber."[/glow] said Serven.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Well it seems you need an equally as powerful suit as armor."[/glow] said Amoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"But where? His armor is custome made by the Network, fine quality. There only way I could match that is spend decades collecting shields and enhancements."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Oh take it from someone who has."[/glow] said Amoga taking his helm off.
[glow=gold,2,300]"You can't possibely be suggesting..."[/glow] said Serven,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Oh quit your nonsense, I'm an old man, Serven. My bodies been doing this for too long. I just want to spend the rest of my days on a warm planent with a drink and peace and silence for once in my life."[/glow] said Amoga.
Serven nodded, he understood what his father was doing, he was giving him his armor. A mandalorian's armor, once personalized his an extention of themselves. A father giving a son his armor was a sign of retirement and honor. There was no greater a reward a Mandalorian could ask for, and none he would want either.
[Several hours later.]
Severn started to get use to his farther's armor as he moved around, luckily it well, the only changes Serven had mane was switching some of the mecanisims to buttons similar to those on his old armor.
(This new armor is black all over with the acception of the vision line on his helmet which is bright blue, as is the other secondary colors on the armor with the acception of the under light armor which was also jet black.)
[Several hours later]
Once Serven had gotten a feel for his armor, Armoga called Serven to meet him once again in his hutt. [glow=gold,2,300]"Son, you've outmatched me in so many ways and lived a life I could only dream of. I gladly give you your armor and now I must tell you a secret I promised to hold until I handed down my armor to you."[/glow] said Armoga,
Serven felt his heart skip a beat, secrets where never good, always revealed something bad, at least that was his experince with secrets.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"You know the story of your actual father and how you came to be? Right?"[/glow] asked Armoga,
[glow=gold,2,300]"Yeah."[/glow] responded Serven, sounding as if his father had just asked him if he knew planents where round.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Your mother was never raped, they loved eachother, your father was a Mandalorian, but he was something else, somehting much, much more important."[/glow] said Armoga, [glow=lightgreen,2,300]"A Jedi."[/glow] finished Armoga, almost seeing the shock on his son's face through the helmet.
[glow=gold,2,300]"You mean.. my actual father was a.. Jedi?"[/glow] said Serven in disbelif.
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"Yes, and the town was never destroyed, at the age of seven your father died, and your mother, knowing the other Sand People would kill you for your differnces, handed him to me when I went to your father's funeral oh so long ago."[/glow] said Armoga,
[glow=lightgreen,2,300]"The force flows through your veins as it did your father, that is why you've always a had a sixth sense, why you knew the mandalorian was comming from the shadows, why your probally alive today givin your lifestyle."[/glow] said Armoga, [glow=lightgreen,2,300]"What you do now is your choice."[/glow] said Armoga, standing up and leaving Serven to think about this new information, and what his fate would be from now on.
[Several hours later]
Serven sighed as he looked back at Rhen Var, before turning and entering his ship, The Hydra, unsure of his destiny, but knowing one thing.
He wanted to pursue the path of the Jedi.
