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Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

The Mandalorian watched he woman closely as she rose, his finger still resting on the trigger of his blaster. If she made any motion to go for her weapon then he would gun her down without a moment's hesitation. The only reason he waited now was because he was confident that he had a little bit of time. He knew that there was an escape exit from her quarters at least one, but he doubted that that could be used as a route for her to be rescued. So he could afford to let her talk for a little bit. Perhaps he would even learn something that he could use to make a further profit even? Adenn noticed how her hair being let down seemed to make her seem more feminine then she had appeared before. With her hair up she had very much looked like the High Admiral that many spoke of in somewhat hushed tones. But as she moved over to sit before a mirror she looked much, much more like a woman, albeit a professional one. But those observances were more clinical in nature, for they had to be. After all, he was about to kill this woman in a few moment. When she spoke once more, observing that he was patient, the Mandalorian showed no physical response, but replied, 'One who is prudent and lies in wait for an enemy who is not, will be victorious', he intoned quoting Mandalore the Destroyer. Adenn had been a diligent student of Mandalorian history in his youth and still read much about the history of his people. He did not expect her to know who he was quoting of course, after all there were few if any dar'manda who understood their ways, and none who adhered to them obviosuly, for if they did then they would be Mandalorian. The warrior shook his head ever so slightly as she spoke about who likely had offered him his contract. I will not say so that your loyal officers could avenge you, even if they cared too, he told her. however in his mind he could not help but remember how he had been contacted by one of the nobles of Eriadu, one who was particularly wealthy. The man had not told him his name, not that it mattered. His mind changed gears quickly and a question came to his mind. You certainly seem resigned to your fate. Why have you not tried to resist? he asked her. He respected how she was acting of course, after all she was allowing her death to be dignified. But why was she doing it? Why was she not fighting? Adenn found it rather odd.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria looked at the Mandalorian out of the corner of her eye as he quoted something to her, something that tickled the back of her mind. She knew who had said that, who was it? A very wise way to hunt, she commented before she continued to brush her hair, trying to think, then it clicked, And who was ever a better hunter than Mandalore the Destroyer? Valeria was no expert on Mandalorians, she knew enough about them, more than the average person, but she wasn't a scholar, she didn't have the time to sit and study such things these days. She finally set down her brush and turned on her little stool of a seat to look at him when he refused to speak of who had hired him. You likely do not know anyway, she murmured, her tone not critical or insulting, merely stating fact. A small smile curved one corner of her mouth though at his question, and a small huff of breath escaped through her nose in the form of a soft laugh. She opened her mouth to answer, but there was the sound of boots in the hall and then some one tried to open the door, when they couldn't, they pounded on it, and a voice called out, Admiral Braddock? I'm alright, Valeria called back quickly, not wanting to get the bounty hunter alarmed and tense, I'm fine. Just give me a moment. She looked back to the intruder, her features calm, Now, you asked me why I'm not fighting back, but why should I? What good would that do me against a Mandalorian? She asked him, pursing her lips for a moment she studied him. Tell me, bounty hunter, what honor do you find in working for greedy nobles who are too cowardly to fight me themselves? Valeria asked him, 'Strength is life, for the strong have the right to rule'. Not it was her turn to quote at him. By your own code, those men have no strength and no honor, how do you enhance your own honor by working for them? Valeria hoped this worked, otherwise, she was dead.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn listened to her as she commented about how it was wise to be patient. He knew well that many of his own people did not adhere to that belief, but he did. What was the point in attacking if you could not maximize the efforts of success? Orf course being patient was not always the right course, sometimes you had to strike quickly and decisively. Really a balance between those options was the best approach to things, at least in his mind. That mind was distracted from the thoughts that had been forming in it when she spoke once more. He tilted his head slightly to the left, surprised that she knew of Mandalore the Destroyer. That is true. But she was not only a hunter, he said in reply, then, curious to see about her knowledge of his culture added, After all, it was she who showed us that victory need not always be attained on the battlefield, yes? He wanted to see if she knew of the event he was alluding too or not. But before she could answer there was a sudden knocking on the door and someone calling for her. He tensed ever so slightly, ready to fire, but to her credit the admiral held off on calling for her help. The Mandalorian could not help but respect that. Here she was, dead to rights, and yet she was maintaining her composure. He had seen even Mandalorians break under such stress, though that had only happened a handful of times that he could remember. Regardless, the woman was showing that she possessed courage, even in the face of death. How could Adenn not respect that? As she continued to speak, pointing out that she did not stand much of a chance against him, the Mandalorian shrugged slightly. Mandalorians die often enough. I know well that you are a fighter of some skill Admiral. So I had to ask the question. It does not seem to be your way to simply lay down and die, he said to her. Of course Adenn was correct in that she was not the type to give up, but it was fairly obvious that he had not picked up on her strategy. Gifted in battle he undoubtedly was, but she was fighting the campaign in a field that he was wholly unsuited for. Te woman's next words caught the Mandalorian completely off guard. He stiffened a bit when he heard her quoting the Canons of Honor. His mind exploded into frenzied thought. She did have a point to an extent, the one that hired him was weak and unable to face her. But was he not their tool? Was he not the sword that allowed him to stroke her down? Those questions and other whirled around in his mind as he stood there. It was a minute of more before he finally spoke, You have a point, at least to an extent. However I did give my word to fulfill a contract. That contract was to kill you.... Even though he seemed somewhat determined to carry out his mission, a chink had shown in his armor. She had opened up a gap i his defenses, now all she needed to do was exploit it.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn had made a critical mistake in not knowing when to stop being patient and when to strike fast and sure. He should have killed her as soon as he got through the door. Fortunately for Valeria, he hadn't, and fortunately for her he was not trained to have a political mind. She was, her mind was sharp and formidable, a weapon honed to be just as dangerous as any blade or blaster she might wield, or even her own body. It would not break easily. She had been in more dangerous situations than she could count, had more near death experiences than she could remember. She'd nearly died a number of times. She didn't fear death, nor was she ready to embrace it though. Valeria studied him for a moment after he finished speaking. Now it was time to employ some of that wisdom, that patience. She had him just where she wanted him, but she mustn't rush and ruin it. She had to be careful. The Admiral stood and walked over to him, her posture relaxed, bearing no aggression or a hint of a threat. She stopped a few feet from him and peered into the t-shape glass of his visor, where she knew his eyes would be. She could feel his hesitation, the frenzy of his thoughts, she just needed to prod him a little more. Yes, and a contract broken brings you no honor, She admitted, But I can. Valeria paused for a moment, Killing me and fulfilling your contract will no doubt bring you a lot of money, and increase your honor. You'll have completed your job and killed a High Admiral, an Imperial Warlord. Her head tilted to the side slightly and she gave him a piercing gaze, not blinking, But a contract completed for dishonorable men will do little for your own honor. I can pay you more gold than those cowards can even imagine, and I can provide you with work that will more than make up for the small tarnish of incomplete contract. She let him absorb that, before continuing, So what will it be? A little gold and a little honor? Or the security of my employment and a guarantee that by working for me, my own strength and honor will magnify yours?
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn stood stock still as the admiral rose and moved over to him. He studied her body as she moved, noting how fit she kept herself, but also not seeing any signs of her being tense or possibly springing into action. He held off from shooting her as she moved closer, her eyes obviously fixed on where his would be. It was now that he noticed that she was almost of a height with him, the tip of her nose only two or three centimeters below where his would be. What was she doing? Soon enough his curiosity was sated as she spoke. He listened to her as she lay things out as she saw them. The Mandalorian showed no reaction as she spoke, as she painted this as a matter in which his payment seemed to be the prime motivating factor. How wrong she was. Breaking his silence, he snorted, then spoke, And why would I want to take your coin and become a lapdog? he asked her. Adenn shook his head slightly, then said, The man who hired me might not be the most honorable, but by breaking contract with him I would not gain honor... and I would not have the honor gained from killing you. Now you offer me more coin then the nobleman can. What good is that when weighed against the honor and repute I would gained by carrying out this mission? He fell silent for a moment, letting what he had said sink in, then went on. You are a warrior of some repute. Surely you know that coin is what not motivates a true warrior, he said to her. There was another banging at the door, this one louder then before. He glanced at it, then back to her. It appears that our time is growing short admiral...
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria tried not to frown when the Mandalorian spoke, feeling her actions backfiring on her and her plan slipping through her fingers. She managed to keep her face calm and passive, peering at him and letting out a small sigh. You misunderstand me, bounty hunter, She told him, sounding almost a little disappointed in him, it is not the money I offer that should appeal to you, it is the opportunity to do more for your honor than killing me could ever do. Valeria tilted her head to the side slightly, studying his helmet. She needed to get that off of him, if she could just get him to breath the air around him, now full of her pheromones, she knew she could seal the deal. And you would not be my lap dog, you would be my sword. With you I would be able to cut down enemies even stronger than myself, her tone grew slightly passionate, insistent, but then she calmed again, quirking a brow, and shrugged her shoulders a little. But, if completing your contract is the only goal you care for, then so be it, She took a step back from him, The only thing I ask of you is to give me the honor of facing you before I die. Truly facing you, without the helmet. There was noise outside the door, she knew they were trying to get through, to get it open, at this point even if she told them to stop they wouldn't listen, they would assume that either she was being forced to tell them that, or that it was a trick of some sort.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn was slightly surprised when she said that he had misunderstood her. His head cocked ever so slightly to the side as she spoke about how she would bring him more honor, about how she would use him as a sword. The Mandalorian stood there, looking at the woman before him. It seemed that he had underestimated her yet again. The passion that had entered her voice had not simply been that of one pleading for their life. Rather it had been the passion of someone with a vision, a goal, of something that she wished to attain. She was a singular woman, especially considering she was dar'manda. He did not reply verbally to her, not until she requested that she see him properly, to face him like a warrior. Aden considered for a moment, then nodded, speaking softly, I can do that admiral. He reached up with a hand then and used his thumb to slide the lock that held his bodysuit to the helmet. There was a slight hiss as the suit depressurized and he removed the helmet. His short auburn hair glistened with a slight sheen of sweat as he tucked the helmet under his right arm and focused his blue eyes on her own. The Mandalorian raised his pistol then, pointing it at her... but hesitated. He looked at her as she stood there, proud, unfaltering. She... had a point. Why should he fight for those that were to weak to oppose her? Here was a woman that was meant for greater things. There was something appealing about her, something more then her beauty, an air about her that made her passion and will all the more potent. He could not help but be drawn to it. She was offering him a chance to be part of something more, to aid her in conquest, in building something. He hesitated for a moment, then, slowly, he lowered his pistol. I will not be a sword, he told her softly, then said, I will be an ally.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria had been groomed for ambition and greatness since childhood, and she new, without ego, that she should achieve any goal she set her mind to with enough time and work. That was the difference between her and so many that were raised within a privileged life like her, she knew the value of hard work, she knew that there was nothing that could replace it. It was how she had managed to climb the ranks as high as she had, as fast as she had. It didn't hurt that she had an advantage over most of her peers, considering they were mostly men, by being a beautiful and charismatic woman. Some might accuse her of sleeping her way to the top, but in all honestly, she had slept with very few of her superior officers, and it hadn't been to garner favor. She simply was not above using the advantages afforded to her, no matter what they were. She stood patiently as Adden nodded and agreed to remove his helmet, a ripple of satisfaction at her victory shivering through her, but she showed no outward sign of it. Valeria was pleasantly surprised though when he did finally remove his helmet, he was very handsome, and she couldn't help the small curve of a smile that developed in the corner of her mouth. She watched him with her blue-violet eyes, waiting, her gaze steady even as he raised his pistol and pointed it at her. She could feel the hesitation in him, see it in his eyes, and she fought to keep a smile off her face, especially when he lowered his blaster and spoke. She merely inclined her head though, Very well. Inside, she felt that high of victory, that no high from a drug could even come close to touching. Valeria looked at the door though as it jerked a little, trying break free of the hold of the foam, and then looked at the Mandalorian, motioning for him to step aside and moving between him and the door just in time for it to lurch open with a loud crack as he foam gave. Immediately six stormtroopers streamed in, rifles raised, though when the officer that followed them saw Valeria he barked at his men to lower their weapons. Admiral Braddock, are you alright? His filtered voice asked. She couldn't see his face, but she knew he was staring at the Mandalorian behind her. I'm fine, commander, Valeria assured him, You and your men can go. The surprise and hesitation in the posture of her men was obvious, they were suspicious of the intruder, and why the Admiral wasn't letting them kill him. Valeria narrowed her eyes, giving the commander a hard look, I said you can leave, She repeated, her tone cold and sharp. The commander flinched a little, and stepped away, Yes, Admiral. He motioned to the door and his men filed out, the commander following them out.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Adenn nodded slightly as she agreed to his terms that he would be an ally and not just a mindless weapon. But his attention quickly turned to the door. The Mandalorian shifted, facing the entrance that he had sealed off, fingers flexing on his blaster. But before he could raise it the admiral moved between it and him. Adenn blinked a bit as she did that, then remained still. The Mandalorian remained silent as she talked to her men, commanding them to depart. He had noticed that the commander of the Stormtropers had looked his way more then a few times, but for some reason it did not seem overly important at the moment. Adenn shook his head slightly as the soldiers left, furrowing his eyebrows. His head felt fuzzy for some reason, light. Had he know that she was part Zeltron, then of course he would know what was making him feel that way. But, as it was, his research on her had dug up nothing about that part of her heritage. Whoever she had hire to expunge it from public records had done an excellent job. His eyes went to her, taking in how she looked from behind, studying her strong legs and round, tight bottom. She certainly kept herself in good shape. A small smile pulled up at the corners of Adenn's lips, a roguish grin starting to form. Well, they certainly did not seem happy to see me, he said with a slightly amused tone. Of course if the tables were turned he would not have been happy to see them, for he had just slain a good number of their comrades. More then likely the floors of the halls outside were still coated with the blood. He quickly holstered his blaster pistol, then asked her, So. I think we have some things to discuss...?
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

Valeria watched the stormtroopers leave before she looked at the Mandalorian, raising a brow a little as he seemed amused by the animosity from her men. Well, you did just kill several of their friends, she reminded him, her tone not displeased or reprimanding, almost more of an exasperated amusement. She was glad at least to see that he wasn't remaining stiff and impersonal with her, though she suspected the effects of her Zeltron blood probably had something to do with that. She had indeed been careful to wipe all traces of that part of her heritage from the records, it hadn't been hard considering her father had done the same. The Empire had been very humanocentric, not being one hundred percent human made things difficult for you. She nodded though as he spoke of things needing to be discussed, Of course, please, have a seat, she had a comfortable armchair near the chaise lounge, waving her hands towards it. First, she walked in the other direction, starting to undo the front of her uniform, What is your name? She asked him as she stepped behind a screen, stripping out of the gray-green uniform, tossing the garment into her dirty clothes and pulling a robe from a rack on the wall behind the screen with her, pulling it up and securing it with a hook at the waist as well as a sash. The robe was long and hardly revealing, in fact it covered her completely, but hugged her body in a more complimentary fashion than her uniform had and the dark blue-green color giving her a decidedly more feminine appearance. Valeria left the screen, walking back to her chaise, bare legs occasionally peeking out from behind the gap between the two sides of the robe. She sat down, legs tucked under her, looking at the bounty hunter curiously.
Thread: The Call of Manda (Atroxa & Rivine)

The Mandalorian shrugged slightly, then said softly, I am fully aware of that. Were I in their position, I would be angered as well, he admitted. He had lost more then a few of his comrades before, but for some reason he found the image of the troopers acting like scolded dogs when she told them to go was funny to him. Perhaps it was because he was so used to being involved in many of the decisions. He had never seen action with a group larger then twenty or so with him and all of his commanders had been fairly open with their men. After all, if they knew the goals and objectives then it was far more likely that they could help the mission succeed. At least that was the thinking that he was used too. When she motioned to the seat, he shook his head, then said softly, I will remain standing for the moment. Thank you, he said to her. Besides, the chair looked... odd. Adenn was not used to plush and padded furniture. He was used to things being more spartan, more sensible. He watched her as she moved off an started to undo the top of her uniform. He arched an eyebrow and could not help a stray thought, wondering what it would look like to have her facing him and doing that. But his mind was quickly rerouted as she asked him his name. Adenn. Adenn Farr, he answered her promptly. As she slipped behind the screen he moved and sat his helmet down on the chair, then glanced over at the screen, watching as she removed a robe from a rack. But he was not prepare for how she looked when she came out from behind the screen. His eyes traced the lines of her form as he turned towards her, watching her sit. Once she was seated he glanced at the chair, but then decided against it. The Mandalorian looked back to her then, his eyes focused on her as he said to her, I am not going to apologize for what I did. I am sorry for the loss of your men, but because of the investment it takes to train soldiers. He did not call them good soldiers, for if they had been that then they would likely not be dead. He spoke up again a moment later, Furthermore, know that if this arrangement between us is broken by your doing, I won't hesitate to default back to my previous contract.