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Sergeant Omen

Arc Trooper Sergeant of the 41st Elite Corps
Sergeant Omen
Character Bio
As he was coming out of the ship to check if the fueling was done and he could pull the fuel pipe away to get ready to go, he heard that familiar voice and turned to see Saram crossing the distance towards him. It seemed like the Strill was trying her best to normalize relations towards him and put behind their rocky past. Or the non-existent past... Omen hesitated at the hand for a moment, not really registering what she was saying, as he took a second to figure out how to respond.

After a split-second decision, the Clone reached out and did the traditional Mando handshake, holding her forearm. "Yeah, well... It's a long way home." Which was true. Having a place for refugees in the Unknown Regions was great for security, but it was a terrible commute, no matter how you slice it. And of course, he missed being with Aren and Jett. Letting her go, he didn't have an excuse for not talking to her over the past few days other than to try to avoid the awkwardness between them. Guess Saram was tired of waiting on him...

At her talking about Gal, Omen offered a half smile as he replied. "I haven't had any today, but the gal made by refugees with varying amounts of experience, it's pretty good, yes." A moment of silence passed between them before he asked what he had been thinking about since Braze had told him Saram was still alive. "So... what have you been up to since I saw you last...?" It was his polite way of saying, What kept you from sending me a message...? other than just being scared of commitment.

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Saram Kote

Strill Securities Al'verde
Saram Kote
Character Bio

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Tag(s): Braze Braze | Sergeant Omen Sergeant Omen

Saram's Equipment

Attire Lead-bearing Gear Implant(s) Equipment Melee Sidearm(s)



Saram returned the handshake as decades of interacting with other Mandalorians had taught her. She didn't have a buy'ce to hide behind today. The best she could manage was a sheepish smile as she thought of what to tell him. "You want the truth or do you want the excuse? That's a ridiculous shabla question. Of course you'd prefer the truth," she said, the last party quickly stumbling out. "I was up to all kinds of things, but nothing that prevented me from getting a message out. Truth is, like I told you on Kaas, I'm not good at this."

"I can barely figure out how to stay friends with the people who've had my back for over 10 years, vod," she stammered out. "I could blame a whole list of people and reasons for that, but let's be honest, that one's on me," she added. "I am glad you found someone who is good at this though, you deserve that much," she smiled warmly, genuinely glad for him. She had meant what she had said, and without armor to hide behind, she was a terrible shabla liar. They had trained her in fieldcraft, not tradecraft after all.

"No one I know, right?" she asked, frowning slightly, insulted at the mere prospect that someone she knew would attempt this, let alone succeed and not tell her the good news. Would she be jealous if she heard that way? Maybe. She sure as shab wasn't di'kut'la enough to say anything even if she was. "I'm trying to be better, we can't all save a sector or lead massive fleets, might as well try in the ways I can," she said, "Figure what better way to do that than help watch that one's back, start there at least," she added, nodding at Braze Braze .

 

Sergeant Omen

Arc Trooper Sergeant of the 41st Elite Corps
Sergeant Omen
Character Bio
Saram was a different beast to someone like Aren. She was still a little girl at heart, while Aren had tried to purge that out of her. Which was funny, seeing she was the armored warrior. For the first time since they met, Omen managed a smile. "Well, no one is good at everything. Hopefully, the teasing you'll be getting from your squadmates will be enough payback for my purposes." It was the sign that Omen was willing to leave the past in the past as much as he would be up wondering at night what would have been if Saram had just been a little braver.

When she said that was glad that he had found someone, Omen looked a little surprised. He had never talked about Aren D'Shade Aren D'Shade to anyone here, so he was surprised when Saram mentioned him having someone. Guess the band on his finger was enough for her to make up her own mind. His fingers absentmindedly twisted it as they said slowly, as they tried to collect his words. "Umm... Yes, she is a good woman who takes care of me as much as I annoy her. We are like oil and water most of the time, but that's what makes it fun. And no, I don't think you've met her before, though who knows in this galaxy." It would have been incredible if the two women had met in the past, but Omen knew better than to discount fate.

Omen gave her a half smile back as he looked her over. She seemed about the same as in the old days, chipper and all smiles. "I don't think you need to try to be better; you just need to do. As for everything else, I'll don't know how often I'll be around unless someone like Braze or Jasper asks me to lead something, but I'll do my best to answer the call when needed." It was the best Omen could do for now. He had two people at home he cared about, and they took priority over everything else. Though for someone who had a massive fleet of Mandalorian Ships at their disposal, it seemed like Saram was making a lot of excuses for herself.

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Saram Kote

Strill Securities Al'verde
Saram Kote
Character Bio

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Tag(s): Braze Braze | Sergeant Omen Sergeant Omen

Saram's Equipment

Attire Lead-bearing Gear Implant(s) Equipment Melee Sidearm(s)



"You know I'm already not going to hear the end of it, right? Especially when a Jetii ( Odom Orzmod Odom Orzmod ) had to be the one to remind me about comms discipline," after listening to the rest of his answer. "Annoy her? Careful vod, you know what the aruetii have to say about that, right? Something complicated involving a dog houses?" She was honestly confused about why you needed a whole sabla house for a canid.

Saram tried to remember if she'd ever met the individual Omen had mentioned at any point, "No, can't say we've met. Met quite a few former CIS force users over the years..." she said trailing off, conveniently neglecting to mention that force users were typically her least favorite people to run into, especially in her line of work. They tended to cause issues, yet she kept running into them, which was what the voidstone was for.

Sergeant Omen said:
"I don't think you need to try to be better; you just need to do. As for everything else, I'll don't know how often I'll be around unless someone like Braze or Jasper asks me to lead something, but I'll do my best to answer the call when needed."
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What Omen said next did throw her off somewhat, however, "Shab, er, well... thank you. That means a kit. Uh...I'm sure there'll be plenty for you to do, and I can't see why they wouldn't want you around to help," she said, words stumbling out of her mouth more than sound like a stream of conscious coherent thought. "I'm sure the alor wouldn't mind your ship hitching a ride with or through one of the Hyperspace Wormholes of one of our ships if that helps. I think you undercharged him for all that Tihaar," she said with a half-smile pestered across her features. Shab if she knew how that really worked, but she did know that in the very least, that was one of the ways the tech was meant to be used.

 
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Braze

Shadow Lord
Braze
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Braze frowned at that. "Oh… you met a Jedi Shadow? They're kind of like investigators," he offered, knowing full well the sort of intensity most Jedi Shadows carried; how seriously they took their work. Some of them lived many lives, and Braze knew all too well the reasons they might disappear suddenly, leaving friends, family, and other loved ones behind.

"I'm sorry to hear you can't get him out of your head… did he have a name?" Braze asked, his voice gentling. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about him…"

He paused there, trying to find a better way to make her feel less alone with it... Braze nodded softly. "Jedi Shadows aren't exactly known for settling down…" His gaze shifted aside for a moment as he thought a little more...

"Some of them take on roles in deep cover, assume whole other lives… and sometimes they have to leave those lives behind, too." He nodded when she asked about jedi. "In a manner, yes… I could try to help you come back easier, if you want," he offered.
 
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Rayne Lo'to

Tall Mute Goblin Lady
Rayne Lo'to
Character Bio

Braze said:
"I'm sorry to hear you can't get him out of your head… did he have a name?" Braze asked, his voice gentling. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about him…"
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Rayne waited a beat before she spoke.

" Aymeric Prendergast Aymeric Prendergast ... That was his name," Rayne answered. "I know it was because I read the... implant data in his head. It's a... long story."

After a moment the tall woman shook her head, her Lekku swaying from side to side as she did so.

"Let's forget about that for now," she decided. "I don't want to bring down the mood. I don't need any easier means to get back easier for now, I think. I'm.. not really sure if I even want to leave this place again. I have enough stock to last me a long time, and it's kind of gone to heck in a hand basket out there. Much as I wind up in the wrong place at the wrong time a lot, I've never really been one for action, y'know?"

Rayne tilted her head as she thought on Braze's words. He seemed intimately familiar with the role of a Shadow. Perhaps that was really none of her business. Still, it only reaffirmed how much the boy had grown. It made her feel a bit fuzzy, like a proud older sister.

"What's the occasion anyways?" Rayne asked. "For a backwater hole this place seems rather lively."

 
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Jasper Kai'el

Lord of Refuge
Jasper Kai'el
Character Bio

Novac Lyrikal said:
his massiffs ran up to him to try and get some attention and pets. novac following behind simply waved, "Hey jasper, hows it going. Sorry about them they love attention from whoever will give it to them."
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Jasper let out a chuckle, obliging the reptilian creatures and giving them each a quick scratch under the chin. He wore a gentle smile on his face as he acknowledged the snake-like padawan.

"Not a worry at all," he assured. "Novac, was it? Good thing I found you, got something to pass along to you. Good news I think."

The Jedi Master gestured with his mechanical thumb towards the distance, where a rather tall man with angelic wings was attending to the rescued children.

"That gentleman back there is Lord Matthew of Valendale," Jasper explained. "He oversaw the dragons during the assault. He asked me about you directly, stated that if I saw you I should send you his way. Might be worth paying him a visit, hm?"

 
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Novac Lyrikal

Snake :>
Novac Lyrikal
Character Bio
Dragons? Dragons!? Novac was immediately interested, he had his own tyrant dragon and carnelian dragon, really more drake then dragon, and the tyrants where wyverns not dragons. Well every wyvern and drake is a dragon but not every dragon is a drake or wyvern. But he heard a bit about the dragons that where in the assault, large mighty beasts. He couldn't help but wonder why the leader of them would want to speak to him of all people.

"Oh really? Thanks for letting me know," he said as he telepathically told the massiffs to follow. The did, sort of, they of course had to stop and sniff everything alon the way.

The man was one of if not the tallest people he'd ever seen, it was rare to see someone to was close to him in height. Those wings where incredible as well. He looked lile a angle with those wings and tending to the small children. Before novac tried to get attention he froze for a moment, how was he supposed to act around him? Leader of a dragon army, jasper had called him lord as well.

The massiffs came up to novac on either side and he had them sit and said with a small bow, "hello sir, I was told you wish to speak with me."

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Sergeant Omen

Arc Trooper Sergeant of the 41st Elite Corps
Sergeant Omen
Character Bio
Omen couldn't help but laugh at Saram's coplaints. She wasn't wrong, Odom was a "special" type of person who certainly was prickly at times. Still she probably had atleast some experience so the Mikkian could be that bad right...? "I agree with you that she needs to be... tempered. Maybe Braze can set up some bonding sessions for you two." The Clone barely kept a straight face as he thought about how well that would go. They would be lucky if a fight didn't break out. As much as he wanted to put credits on Saram, who knows would win out in the end. "As for Aren... I can handle her for the most part and we love each other." But the shakey undertone underneath made it feel like Omen was being held hostage against his will.

The Clone's eyes squinted as he tried to figure out what Saram was insinuating or was thinking. He had never told her Aren was a Force-user... Maybe it was just a guess...? He managed to push through those thoughts through the mask of a smile as he tried to push the conversation forward. "I'm sure too. This is a planet of refugees after all. I fit right in." Which was true, he was as much of an outsider as there ever was and so he fit right in among those trying to rebuild their lives.

Raising an eyebrow at Saram's offer, he decided to take her up on it. "Sure, I guess I contact the ships in orbit and they help me through?" He knew the same amount about the warp Wormholes but if it saved weeks of time at lightspeed, he would take what he could get. "As for your alor... Tell him because you couldn't get up mirshko to ask me out again, he's going to get charged double next time he orders from me." That should be enough to conivence Saram not to chicken out the next time she was interested in someone. Someone's elses annoyance usually did.

Before Omen went to unhook the fuel hose, he quickly sqruibbled out his home address on Empress Teta and handed it over to her. "If you want to see me in person, thats where I'll be" Giving Saram one last wave, he pulled away to make final checks to the ship and head back home to Aren's waiting arms.

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Saram Kote

Strill Securities Al'verde
Saram Kote
Character Bio

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Tag(s): Braze Braze | Sergeant Omen Sergeant Omen

Saram's Equipment

Attire Lead-bearing Gear Implant(s) Equipment Melee Sidearm(s)



Sergeant Omen said:
"I agree with you that she needs to be... tempered. Maybe Braze can set up some bonding sessions for you two."
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"Not funny," Saram said with a raised eyebrow and tin lipped expression plastered across her features. "If we kill each other, I'm going to make sure to haunt you," she added before mustering a half-smile to show she wasn't really serious. Who knew how the 'Manda' worked, not her, that was for sure. It took a quick moment to compartmentalize the existentialism that tried to flood her thoughts a few fractions of a second later.

"Well at least you two know each other's limits," she ventured with a half-shrug. Better to find those out before its over something serious the next time, as far as she was concerned. She almost said something else, but decided it was unfair to walk back into his life and presume she had any shabla right to comment on his relationship. No matter if she felt something may be of, no, especially if she felt that way.

Sergeant Omen said:
"Sure, I guess I contact the ships in orbit and they help me through?"
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"'Lek, raise them on comms and they'll give you fight control instructions, might even put you on remote or let you land, depends on who's at the helm. There's no official policy as far as I understand," she clarified, trying to remember her conversation with her ori'vod.

Sergeant Omen said:
"As for your alor... Tell him because you couldn't get up mirshko to ask me out again, he's going to get charged double next time he orders from me."
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"You might as well just hand him the tebec," she laughed. Saram took the card from him as he proffered it a moment later,"Vor'e, vod. K'oyacyi. I'll come visit as long as the current owners don't mind not throwing me in a cell," she said half-joking again as she watched him get on his ship, returning his final gesture.

 
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