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Dirt and Ice (Mandalorian Dominion of Bimmiel)

Kandosii type Dreadnaught; Bridge
...accepting the cigar after it was produced and lit by Strider he would bring it to his mouth and take a hefty drag from it causing the embers on the end to show themselves clearly before Garrus drew the cigar away and handed it off. He held the smoke in his mouth for several breaths before exhaling and looking between Strider and Adenn as the cloud of smoke dispersed between them on the bridge..."Our culture can never be beaten. We are not one race; we are all races. An ideal such as Mandalore can never die."...deep words from a Warrior known to enjoy the simpler things. On the other hand Garrus was serving as a Field Marshal now due to the necessity of the clans rather then his own desires; he would have stayed a soldier if it were up to him...

...the celebrations were over, festivities were minor however there would be drink flowing later and more smoke as the victory spread throughout the Dreadnaught. Until then Garrus would make himself aloof as he said...
"Now you must both enjoy yourselves while I retire. I will return later."...he would clap Strider over the shoulder and offer a polite nod to Adenn before moving off to exit the bridge of the capital ship. Moving towards them the blast doors onto the bridge of the Kandosii Dreadnaught would open wide with a telltale hiss as Garrus left through them before disappearing completely as they closed behind him. A Warrior to the end he was off to his quarters where he would help himself to a drink and strategize for the future...
[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Adenn Gra'tua"]
 

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The shuttle descended to the planet where Theoden and his compatriots retrieved their fallen so they could return their armors and tallies to the clans. As the shuttle nested down back in the hanger Theoden finally let out a breath. "All accounted for [member="Strider Garon"] ." Then the vode carried the armor of the fallen to a separate room where the armor would rest until being given back to their aliit.
 

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