Preserved, the zabrak has not aged, Skosk Fett was a forgotten mandalorian. His armor was separated in the pod, his weaponry, everything and anything was preserved. In a deep sleep for what has seemed like an eternity. His ship was gone ,his money was gone, his son that meant more to him then his blood and flesh was gone. The sodding bastard was a well known mercenary for huts, acting as a bodyguard to a powerful crime slug . Oh the dreams, the dreams of his success as a hunter. The dreams of his legendary duel with an elite pirate of his age, his raw strength his raw power. His life before adopting the ways that would grant him his right to entering manda was equally interesting. This muscle bound warrior ironically was no longer living the life of his people his vod, his family, all gone. His way of life that gave him his path to manda was sadistically stopped. The mercenary now lay face forward staring into darkness, the carbon freezing process keeps him preserved. His only company is his well placed gear, the humming of the great tech keeping him alive, and the silent space. Nothing was all this pod navigated through, who put the being is this pod is no longer remembered. His dreams are sad, are of family now gone. The great hunt , everything, and now nothing. Are there any vod left who can help him, any at all? His thoughts of freedom What has happened? Is this death, did I not earn my way to manda? I want to be free, I want glory. Kark this state Kark this KARK THIS KARK THIS KARK THIS . The thoughts continued in his menacing, frustrated voice. His thoughts were an everlasting curse, repeating: Over and over, and over.
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Popping in out of hyperspace the Warrior-Class Gunship appeared. The crew feeling like they could have a moment of peace after going toe to toe with another rival gang. Successfully getting away with some of their loot. Rato leaned back in his command seat, however, he felt something. Looking down he concentrated. It felt like there was some sort of presence irking him. He felt this every once in a while, normally in populated areas. But never in the middle of deep space. Heading over to the sensors it didn't look like there was anything around.
Looking out the bridge he peered into the endless void of space. There he saw a very faint object. 'Bingo' he thought. A moment later his ship approached the object. Shinning their head lights him and the crew saw that it was an escape pod. "What'cha think capin? Whatever's in there could be thousands of years old." A crew member said to Rato. They were right. Some pod in the middle of space could be ancient. Or only a coupe days or hours old. If it was the former, then whoever was in there would be long gone. But, there could be treasure, Maybe. The possibility would be slim that someone put treasure in a pod and sent it out to float for years. But it was a chance he was more then willing to take.
As they got close, Rato tethered himself to the ship. Standing in the docking room he stood alone, without any protective suit. He didn't need one, being a Givin he could survive being a in a vaccume for about a day. After the room depressurized the door was opened without a sound and he floated out alone towards the pod. Going up to the window he looked inside. However, it seemed blocked out by a kind of frost. After a moment he tapped on the glass to see if there was a response.
[member="Skosk Fett"]
Looking out the bridge he peered into the endless void of space. There he saw a very faint object. 'Bingo' he thought. A moment later his ship approached the object. Shinning their head lights him and the crew saw that it was an escape pod. "What'cha think capin? Whatever's in there could be thousands of years old." A crew member said to Rato. They were right. Some pod in the middle of space could be ancient. Or only a coupe days or hours old. If it was the former, then whoever was in there would be long gone. But, there could be treasure, Maybe. The possibility would be slim that someone put treasure in a pod and sent it out to float for years. But it was a chance he was more then willing to take.
As they got close, Rato tethered himself to the ship. Standing in the docking room he stood alone, without any protective suit. He didn't need one, being a Givin he could survive being a in a vaccume for about a day. After the room depressurized the door was opened without a sound and he floated out alone towards the pod. Going up to the window he looked inside. However, it seemed blocked out by a kind of frost. After a moment he tapped on the glass to see if there was a response.
[member="Skosk Fett"]
The touching of the pod activated an automated response, the givin could hear mechanism move. The muscular behemoth started from darkness , from prison. Where was he? The icey material started melting, and what emerged was Skosk Fett, a mandalorian warrior, mercenary, and hunter. He was 310 pounds, he possessed a bulky yet muscular frame. Even without weapons, this mountain of a specimen was a threat. His skin ton was tan, he was a zabrak. His eyes were yellow, Skosk continued rolling back and forth which allowed [member="Rato Hus"] to see a mandalorian insignia tattoo in his upper right back.
It was obvious that he had been asleep for years. That he was of course, a mandalorian long ago and now forgotten. He was dazed "What in the flying FETH! HOW IN THE FLYING KARK DID I GET HERE?" , he looked around the pod, his vision blurred. " I CANT EVEN KARKING SEE STRAIGHT, WHATS ALL THIS ICKY ICEY STUFF?" , he ranted as much as he did when he was dreaming, it was obvious that he was confused. The frustration seethed in , why cant he karking remember who put him here? Where the feth was his son ? the warrior paid no attention to the shadow outside.
[member="Rato Hus"]
It was obvious that he had been asleep for years. That he was of course, a mandalorian long ago and now forgotten. He was dazed "What in the flying FETH! HOW IN THE FLYING KARK DID I GET HERE?" , he looked around the pod, his vision blurred. " I CANT EVEN KARKING SEE STRAIGHT, WHATS ALL THIS ICKY ICEY STUFF?" , he ranted as much as he did when he was dreaming, it was obvious that he was confused. The frustration seethed in , why cant he karking remember who put him here? Where the feth was his son ? the warrior paid no attention to the shadow outside.
[member="Rato Hus"]
Rato's eye's widened as the frost cleared and he saw the Mandalorian Zabrak. There really was someone in there, someone alive. He couldn't hear them cussing up a storm, but he could feel the movement inside. Well, it didn't seem like any treasure was there. Instead just some unfortunate soul stuck in space. Now what he needed to do was get the pod over to the docking port so whoever was inside could safely get out of the pod.
Grabbing the weightless pod he pulled it over with to his ship. Tugging himself and the pod over to the small port. Slowly getting it connected. Surely enough [member="Skosk Fett"] could feel and hear the bumping and banging outside of the pod. After getting it situated Rato headed back to the where he came from with the tether. Eventually getting back in he let his crew know what had been found and to ready up and greet the stranger. Heading to the hall in which he docked the pod. Rato and a team of his pirates stood ready for him to come out. All of them armed with the weapons pointed at the door. Rato holding his Defender-5 pistol and vibroblade. Sure it wasn't the best welcoming party. But they shouldn't take a risk with such a threatening individual.
Grabbing the weightless pod he pulled it over with to his ship. Tugging himself and the pod over to the small port. Slowly getting it connected. Surely enough [member="Skosk Fett"] could feel and hear the bumping and banging outside of the pod. After getting it situated Rato headed back to the where he came from with the tether. Eventually getting back in he let his crew know what had been found and to ready up and greet the stranger. Heading to the hall in which he docked the pod. Rato and a team of his pirates stood ready for him to come out. All of them armed with the weapons pointed at the door. Rato holding his Defender-5 pistol and vibroblade. Sure it wasn't the best welcoming party. But they shouldn't take a risk with such a threatening individual.
[member="Rato Hus"]
The pod was moving , he quickly turned his attention to the ship taking his pod. He saw an individual, a weird looking alien , pale, much smaller then him connect the pod and start to board the pod to the ship. It takes preparation for him to put his beskaram on. While he does not need armor to fight, he will use everything at his disposal. He doesn't know if this crew is friendly or if they are hostile, he would place his armor on, all the while doing it breathing slowly. He felt sick, a common space hibernation symptom , he was an athlete . Even in this weakened state he would be a threat. His thoughts began to think, how many are there? My grenade launcher is useless in this environment , thank my lucky arse I have my heavy repeater. He strapped his grenade launcher around him and held his repeater, with his immense strength he could carry both, but it was not smart to at this point.
He did not want to destroy his ticket out of here. He put his bucye on , his T-Visor helmet, the red armored warrior was composed, he did not want to kill his potential saviors . However if that is not there intent, he could fearlessly charge in to do some damage. His defined large arms showed his armor made him more intimidating , doubling his already large muscular size. He became a red tank, emerging from the pod. "Are you a vod? Or are you a stupid dikita that needs to get the shebs kicked out of?" , he pointed his heavy repeater at what seemed to be the leader, speaking in a deep voice through his bucye(helmet) "Choose your words wisely. I am not very trusting."
The pod was moving , he quickly turned his attention to the ship taking his pod. He saw an individual, a weird looking alien , pale, much smaller then him connect the pod and start to board the pod to the ship. It takes preparation for him to put his beskaram on. While he does not need armor to fight, he will use everything at his disposal. He doesn't know if this crew is friendly or if they are hostile, he would place his armor on, all the while doing it breathing slowly. He felt sick, a common space hibernation symptom , he was an athlete . Even in this weakened state he would be a threat. His thoughts began to think, how many are there? My grenade launcher is useless in this environment , thank my lucky arse I have my heavy repeater. He strapped his grenade launcher around him and held his repeater, with his immense strength he could carry both, but it was not smart to at this point.
He did not want to destroy his ticket out of here. He put his bucye on , his T-Visor helmet, the red armored warrior was composed, he did not want to kill his potential saviors . However if that is not there intent, he could fearlessly charge in to do some damage. His defined large arms showed his armor made him more intimidating , doubling his already large muscular size. He became a red tank, emerging from the pod. "Are you a vod? Or are you a stupid dikita that needs to get the shebs kicked out of?" , he pointed his heavy repeater at what seemed to be the leader, speaking in a deep voice through his bucye(helmet) "Choose your words wisely. I am not very trusting."
As the large, armored individual appeared the gang braced themselves. 'Well, their certainly a Mandalorian given that armor. But what's one doing out here in the edge of Confederate space?' Rato thought to himself. The Givin almost spoke out to greet him in the typical polite manner that Givin normally did. With presenting them a math equation to solve. Even if the answer was three since they were Non-Givin. But he was sure that the last thing this individual wanted to do was solve mathematical problems.
After [member="Skosk Fett"] emerged from the pod and pointed his weapon at Rato, his crew tightened their aim on him. Some of them could be heard taking the safety off or switching their blasters off stun mode. Only then did Rato respond. "Careful partner, we mean you no harm. We're just passing by and found ya in there." He was being honest, no matter how pointless it may be. In a show of good faith he drew his weapon back and holstered it. Probably a foolish move, but he had his crew to back him up. After a moment he spoke again. "You look like you're a long ways from home...need a ride?"
After [member="Skosk Fett"] emerged from the pod and pointed his weapon at Rato, his crew tightened their aim on him. Some of them could be heard taking the safety off or switching their blasters off stun mode. Only then did Rato respond. "Careful partner, we mean you no harm. We're just passing by and found ya in there." He was being honest, no matter how pointless it may be. In a show of good faith he drew his weapon back and holstered it. Probably a foolish move, but he had his crew to back him up. After a moment he spoke again. "You look like you're a long ways from home...need a ride?"
[member="Rato Hus"]
The mandalorian slowly lowered his repeater, " Thank you for your hospitality, Its just confusing." , he paused, and slowly took off his bucye, and rested his heavy repeater on his left shoulder. "I am Skosk of the Fett clan. What year is it ? The last thing I remember is working for the republic to take on the One Sith. What is the status of the mandode? " , he asked. Little did he know, that the republic was now called the republic remnants, the one sith was now the sith empire, and the mandalorians had suffered badly with a civil war. He had not known that mandalore had suffered a massive betrayal and the planet was recovering via terraforming technology. Many of his friends would probably have been on both sides, the news would surely hurt him.
These were his allit (family), the people who had taken him in. He looked at the friendly captain , he seemed like a straight fellow, the Givin. His yellow eyes looked at him, hoping there was good news. It felt like so much time had passed, but how much really did? A year? A century? Was he a relic of the past? It was obvious, that the zabrak was confused. However, he remained calm, these were vod(friend) and not foe.
The mandalorian slowly lowered his repeater, " Thank you for your hospitality, Its just confusing." , he paused, and slowly took off his bucye, and rested his heavy repeater on his left shoulder. "I am Skosk of the Fett clan. What year is it ? The last thing I remember is working for the republic to take on the One Sith. What is the status of the mandode? " , he asked. Little did he know, that the republic was now called the republic remnants, the one sith was now the sith empire, and the mandalorians had suffered badly with a civil war. He had not known that mandalore had suffered a massive betrayal and the planet was recovering via terraforming technology. Many of his friends would probably have been on both sides, the news would surely hurt him.
These were his allit (family), the people who had taken him in. He looked at the friendly captain , he seemed like a straight fellow, the Givin. His yellow eyes looked at him, hoping there was good news. It felt like so much time had passed, but how much really did? A year? A century? Was he a relic of the past? It was obvious, that the zabrak was confused. However, he remained calm, these were vod(friend) and not foe.
Rato gave a somewhat saddened look, odd since a Givin always looked as if they were in s state and anguish. "My name's Rato, I'm the captain of this ship. Please, come." Raising his hand he gestured him over. He'd walk with [member="Skosk Fett"] away from the pod. After that the crew eased a little. Despite living the life of a ruffian, he still knew how to be polite. "Here, let's start with where you are. You are aboard my, in Confederate space." Whoever this Mandalorian was, they were certainly in that pod for a while. With a heavy sigh he continued. "The year is 851 BBY..." He would simply let that sink in some. Unsure how they'd react. "Are you from the Mandalorian Empire?"
[member="Rato Hus"]
Skosk followed the captian, and held his front horn with his palm. Which was the closest way he could face palm like other beings. "You have to karking be kidding me, last I checked we were the united clans of manda'lor , are the cis allied with the fething mandalorian empire?" , he had an uttlerly shocked face. "If the mandode are now the mandalorian empire then , I guess I am." , he felt like a time traveler, that had gone through time and space to a new age, a new decade for crying out loud. "I owe you a lot for getting me out of this mess in time, I believe my ship must still be in requisitions on the planet mandalore. I can make a powerful ally ,if you need one. Once I get my ship back and figure out the current situation of my clan of course." , its obvious the men worked in a dangerous field, maybe smugglers of some sort. Perhaps they could use an extra ally to help them out in their operations, he owed them that much.
Skosk followed the captian, and held his front horn with his palm. Which was the closest way he could face palm like other beings. "You have to karking be kidding me, last I checked we were the united clans of manda'lor , are the cis allied with the fething mandalorian empire?" , he had an uttlerly shocked face. "If the mandode are now the mandalorian empire then , I guess I am." , he felt like a time traveler, that had gone through time and space to a new age, a new decade for crying out loud. "I owe you a lot for getting me out of this mess in time, I believe my ship must still be in requisitions on the planet mandalore. I can make a powerful ally ,if you need one. Once I get my ship back and figure out the current situation of my clan of course." , its obvious the men worked in a dangerous field, maybe smugglers of some sort. Perhaps they could use an extra ally to help them out in their operations, he owed them that much.
Rato listened to the Zabrak as he tried to reason out his situation. Eventually he would speak again. "Actually I'm not sure if the Confederacy is allied with Mandalor." That was something he ought to clarify. All he really did was plunder and harass the Galactic Empire. "But yes, I can take you to your home planet. I don't know how long you've been in their but I'm sure it's important for you to get back to your people."
He honestly wasn't sure if he needed an ally. More friends were certainly something to strive for in his line of work. Pirating often meant you made a lot of enemies. "But we can certainly get you back soon. This ship has excellent hyperdrives." He wasn't sure if [member="Skosk Fett"] wanted to rest at all. But considering that he was probably in some sort of hibernation, rest was the last thing he wanted to do, unless he felt like skipping another decade.
He honestly wasn't sure if he needed an ally. More friends were certainly something to strive for in his line of work. Pirating often meant you made a lot of enemies. "But we can certainly get you back soon. This ship has excellent hyperdrives." He wasn't sure if [member="Skosk Fett"] wanted to rest at all. But considering that he was probably in some sort of hibernation, rest was the last thing he wanted to do, unless he felt like skipping another decade.
[member="Rato Hus"]
"Been gone for a decade by the looks of it. what's your name? I look forward to discussing how I can repay the favor." , the mandalorian was a feared bounty hunter and mercenary for the hutts before being isolated by the prison. Judging by the demeanor of the Givin he must have been very smart, very few are smart enough to be a captain of a crew in a dangerous line of work. He paused looking at the being, this zabrak had no connections anymore , no one to fall back on. He needed to make allies, friends, especially if he was going to get back into the mercenary business, or the bounty hunting business.
His attitude was more relaxed, but obviously he still was on guard, he never trusted outsiders. Few friendships were formed between none mandalorians and mandalorians .While he was more trusting of his own, this captain had saved him, he would make an effort to try to befriend him. The massive giant held his hand out to show genuine respect, hoping the captain would shake his hand and introduce himself.
"Been gone for a decade by the looks of it. what's your name? I look forward to discussing how I can repay the favor." , the mandalorian was a feared bounty hunter and mercenary for the hutts before being isolated by the prison. Judging by the demeanor of the Givin he must have been very smart, very few are smart enough to be a captain of a crew in a dangerous line of work. He paused looking at the being, this zabrak had no connections anymore , no one to fall back on. He needed to make allies, friends, especially if he was going to get back into the mercenary business, or the bounty hunting business.
His attitude was more relaxed, but obviously he still was on guard, he never trusted outsiders. Few friendships were formed between none mandalorians and mandalorians .While he was more trusting of his own, this captain had saved him, he would make an effort to try to befriend him. The massive giant held his hand out to show genuine respect, hoping the captain would shake his hand and introduce himself.
Looking down, he took the Zabrak's hand and shook it. "I'm Rato, Rato Hus." The Givin replied to him."Really, there's no real need to repay me. All I can ask is that we can have each others back. With so many people in the galaxy, it's important one knows some can be there for them." Rato said to him, being quite genuine. After that one of the crew members approached and spoke to their captain.
"Captain Hus, the bridge is wondering our next move." The day for him and his crew had been full of activity. He was sure that their rivals will be after them soon enough.
"Tell them to plot a course to Mandalor, I'm sure we won't need to deal with the other gang there." Rato informed the deckhand, who nodded and headed back. After that he turned back to his new friend. "I've never actually been to Mandalor, never had a chance to really have that kind of adventure until now." If it wasn't clear yet, Rato acted as if he was ready for anything that came is way.
[member="Skosk Fett"]
"Captain Hus, the bridge is wondering our next move." The day for him and his crew had been full of activity. He was sure that their rivals will be after them soon enough.
"Tell them to plot a course to Mandalor, I'm sure we won't need to deal with the other gang there." Rato informed the deckhand, who nodded and headed back. After that he turned back to his new friend. "I've never actually been to Mandalor, never had a chance to really have that kind of adventure until now." If it wasn't clear yet, Rato acted as if he was ready for anything that came is way.
[member="Skosk Fett"]
[member="Rato Hus"]
"Its a beautiful planet , I was under constant fear that my home would be attacked one day. Its an open trade planet, as long as you respect our traditions. Force users are not allowed to use the force here. Do not break mandalorian law, or you will be killed. While outsiders would jail you, we would just kill outsiders who break our laws without trial." , the mandalorian was explaining this to the outsider for his safety, he did not want him to get killed. IF the mandalorian broke a law he would have a trial, but his friend however would not have that privilege. Hyper spaced to the planet , it had obviously been changed, by war. This planet was rebuilding, much of it scared from a recent explosion that massively affected the planet's landscape.
"What in the kark! A decade later and my home is nearly destroyed !?!When we dock planet side let me know, I need to cool off." , Skosk was pissed, but who could blame him? His home was ravaged, everything in the galaxy had changed around him. Not a single thing was recognizable to him, was there a new manda'lor? How many of his friends died ? He sat down outside the room against lowering his head in shock. The muscle bound zabrak was processing things, slowly, the change was still shocking none the less. He sat there, eyes wide staring off into space.
"Its a beautiful planet , I was under constant fear that my home would be attacked one day. Its an open trade planet, as long as you respect our traditions. Force users are not allowed to use the force here. Do not break mandalorian law, or you will be killed. While outsiders would jail you, we would just kill outsiders who break our laws without trial." , the mandalorian was explaining this to the outsider for his safety, he did not want him to get killed. IF the mandalorian broke a law he would have a trial, but his friend however would not have that privilege. Hyper spaced to the planet , it had obviously been changed, by war. This planet was rebuilding, much of it scared from a recent explosion that massively affected the planet's landscape.
"What in the kark! A decade later and my home is nearly destroyed !?!When we dock planet side let me know, I need to cool off." , Skosk was pissed, but who could blame him? His home was ravaged, everything in the galaxy had changed around him. Not a single thing was recognizable to him, was there a new manda'lor? How many of his friends died ? He sat down outside the room against lowering his head in shock. The muscle bound zabrak was processing things, slowly, the change was still shocking none the less. He sat there, eyes wide staring off into space.
Rato nodded, leaving the Zabrak to cool off and think things over. Heading back to the bridge they came out of hyperspace and were over the planet. However, to Rato it was clear the crew was a little uneasy. Being a bunch of criminals heading to a place that doesn't really take kindly to outsiders. "Captain, do you think that guy's right. Being in that pod for years?" One of the crew mates asked.
"I'm not sure, something's certainly up that's for sure." Rato replied, taking a seat. It was a little hard for him to believe that [member="Skosk Fett"] was stuck there for about a decades. Perhaps he was disturbed, were something really bade happened to him. But it was not his job to question a mans mental health. As they approached the planet he headed to to the Zabrak. "We're nearing Mandalor." The Givin informed him.
"I'm not sure, something's certainly up that's for sure." Rato replied, taking a seat. It was a little hard for him to believe that [member="Skosk Fett"] was stuck there for about a decades. Perhaps he was disturbed, were something really bade happened to him. But it was not his job to question a mans mental health. As they approached the planet he headed to to the Zabrak. "We're nearing Mandalor." The Givin informed him.
Whiel there was little action on the voyage, Getting back into the swing of things was fine for the mandalorian. He was a slave to his dreams no more, upon docking the mandalorian said "Ill give you a hail if a job comes up, we could use pirates like you . Theres money to be had, we always have some idiots who think they can mess with us. " , walking off the ship he headed his way towards the reclamation service, hoping to get his ship back, and meet up with a fellow mandalorian. Hopefully one that could explain to him how this karking mess had happened in the first place. He needed his ship back, and he needed to make his name in the galaxy, again. The former fame the now unknown zabrak had, was gone, Skosk would start at the bottom of the ladder, and work his way up to glory yet again. The defamed mercenary, bounty hunter, and demolitions expert Disappeared into the crowd, many mandalorians were working on rebuilding the city they docked at.
The towering juggernaut was certainly the tallest in the crowd, and was easy to spot. With his bucye on , he carried his repeater in his left hand, and his grenade launcher in his right. He was armed, and on a normal planet many authorites would stop him, but on manda'lor this was a normal occurrence. Mandalorians are a culture of warriors and family, and their way of life seems to still continue with this tradition. It was good that some things never changed . Skosk knew he had one friend he could call at least, and his name was [member="Rato Hus"] .Little did they know, their stories would continue to intersect into tales of greatness.
The towering juggernaut was certainly the tallest in the crowd, and was easy to spot. With his bucye on , he carried his repeater in his left hand, and his grenade launcher in his right. He was armed, and on a normal planet many authorites would stop him, but on manda'lor this was a normal occurrence. Mandalorians are a culture of warriors and family, and their way of life seems to still continue with this tradition. It was good that some things never changed . Skosk knew he had one friend he could call at least, and his name was [member="Rato Hus"] .Little did they know, their stories would continue to intersect into tales of greatness.