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After the bounty that they failed to get Vilaz and his other vod needed to recover and get their gears set back to neutral. One of the Mando'ade was critically wounded from the Sith lightning he endured and the other damage that he took from the fight with a group of force users. Vilaz, the wounded Mandolorian, and the other Mandolorians that were with the unconscious Mando'ade were on board a freighter leaving the planet that they were on.

"Your name is Vilaz? Nice to meet ya vod," one of the Mandolorians said to Vilaz. "Likewise," Vilaz responded back to his brother in arms. Apparently, the wounded Mando'ade was named Cabur Aranar and him and the other Mandolorians were part of the same clan. "Well, I'm gonna check up on Cabur. And don't touch my bowcaster. My father gave that to me and I'd like no one to touch it." And after the brief warning Vilaz went to the med bay of the freighter where Cabur was located at.

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Atlas Kane

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

The repeating beeps of a life-signs monitoring machine were the only sound besides the constant deep hum of a ship's engines. There was also a quiet, but audible sound of breathing in the room. The one making the breathing sounds was a large human-looking male lying in the bed in the middle of the back wall, facing the door into the room. The man was lying there underneath a white blanket, only wearing a simple pair of torn trousers and a ripped shirt. The stitches and bandages he had were quite indicative of him having only been through a fight fairly recently. His left shoulder was completely covered by white bandages, his back was also completely white. His face only had a couple smaller band-aids on it, nothing major and from the front he looked as if he hadn't been through much more than his shoulder being injured and his face slightly wounded.

The man was lying there, almost completely motionless. The only thing indicating that he was still alive were the repeating beeps and his upper body moving up and down every time he breathed. The atmosphere in the room was a rather peaceful one, even though the man had serious injuries. On the small night-table next to the bed was a helmet. It had the T-shaped visor that is usually seen on the helmets of Mandalorians, but it was a little different than most. It looked like it was a mix between the older design of the helmet used during the Cold War and the current design. It had a certain uniqueness to it. The colour wasn't recognizable, at least not at first glance. The Helmet had undergone some serious damage, indicated by the black scorch marks on the front and the shattered glass, combined with a couple minor cracks all over the front. The helmet most likely belonged to the man lying in the bed, meaning that he was a Mandalorian.

It would make sense. After all, the man was being treated on a ship owned by a Mandalorian. The man was called Vilaz Munin. He had recently tried to collect a bounty and run across the Mando'ade in the bed, as well as two other Mandalorians who had been with the injured man. If he and the other Mando'ade wouldn't have been there, the injured man would most likely be dead by now, but lucky for him, they were there. They picked him up immediately after he was wounded and carried him to a med bay. It was quite an honourable thing of them and the unconscious man would most certainly want to thank them for doing that for him. Then the doors to the med bay opened.

[member="Vilaz Munin"]
 
The door gave its usual hiss as Vilaz was close to it and entered the med bay. There was the enormous figure that was bigger than Vilaz all covered up in a white sheet and bandages on his shoulder and some on his face. He sure was in a worse situation then Vilaz since he was not only just electrocuted from the lightning of their bounty but also received some damage from his jetpack that exploded when once of the Force Users blew it up with the Force. Unlike Vilaz who only received a knife to his right arm, which pissed him off because it ruined his tattoo on the arm. Cabur was still unconscious and Vilaz hoped that he wasn't in a coma that would take time for him to awake.

The Mandolorian took off his T-Visored helmet which revealed his face. Long, greasy hair that covered his eyes which made it harder for him to see and whiskers on his face. The Bounty Hunter placed his helmet next to Cabur's damaged helmet that would need future repairs so it would be usable for Cabur. Taking a seat next to the bed where the huge Mandolorian was Vilaz was just looking at him with his brown eyes waiting for Cabur to open his eyes. "You took a huge beating back there, vod. To be honest, I'm surprised that you're still breathing," Vilaz said to the unconscious Cabur. He didn't say nothing else and waited to see if the injured Mandalorian would respond to him.

[member="Cabur Aranar"]
 

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