Private Reunion

[Jira Jjota]

Concordia, Urban Ruins
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Home. It had been several years since she was on Concordia. Last time she was here, her pride died along with her clan. She looked over the horizon at the ruined city that had been recently liberated by the Union. Buildings were destroyed and some were still in tact inhabited by the Concordians. Jira flew her gunship over the city until she touched down at the temporary spaceport that was set up post capture of the planet. The old busted gunship would land with a loud sputtering sound from the engine. She climbs out of the cockpit entering the main hold opening the side of the gunship. A creaking sound was made by the door as it stopped suddenly not opening all the way prompting Jira to kick it causing it to come open. She looked around and pulled her helmet on her armor looking quite distinct from the others around her.

Jira would exit the gunship beginning to walk away from the spaceport beginning to search for leads on this Aloy Vizsla person. She remembered the name it related much to her older brother. Her parents often spoke the name Aloy often when they talked the about the idea of Cody being a girl. Was he using it as a codename? No one else would really know that name. She wanted to find whoever was named after the idea from her family it was very strange that the name had resurfaced. Jira continues moving through streets attracting odd looks from others. People were staring at her armor, at her tattoos, and at the Jjota Clan Signet on her chestplate. Many would not recognize the signet not knowing what clan the mysterious stranger was with though some did, mostly older Mandalorians who knew the Clan due to them being Arms Dealers.

Jira was getting the attention of everyone as she moved through town. Word began spreading of this new arrival in her unique armor with the unknown signet.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Aloy was stood in bombed out building a few blocks down, Dressed in her full beskar armor that hadn't received a full coat of paint aside from the fighter craft-esque teeth on her cheek plates and the handprint on her forehead. The light cascading down from the blown out roof high above shined on her her armor and the makeshift HQ where Aloy was leaned over a large slab of duracrete being used as a table. There was a single holo projector displaying a map over that she and a squadron of Nite Owls were studying at the time.

<"So then they have yet to discover the Cin'vode?"> She asked, Staring at a tower on the map with a hand on her chin.

<"Our scouts reported no signs of disturbance since the fall">

<"Good. Then we'll set out in a fortnight to reclaim the base. From there-">

<"Commander!"> One of her Nite Owl Initiates barges into the room suddenly, The young woman clearly being in a hurry, Getting Aloy's attention quickly as she turned to meet her helmeted gaze.

<"Initiate?">

<"I was sent from sector 3. A new arrival's raised concerns with the Cin'Vode op, My Rally master said to show you their signet, Said you might know it">
She presses a button on her vambrace, Her own personal holo-projector casting an image of a single emblem in front of Aloy;

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Aloy is taken aback, Her cybernetic leg whirring as she steps back, Staring into the soft blue glow of the hologram in shock <"Impossible...!">
<"Send a fireteam to escort them here. Tell them that the Commander of the Nite Owls wishes to speak with them.">

<"Yes ma'am!">
She'd get to the bottom of this one way or another...

 

[Jira Jjota]

The City was much different since she had last visited. Likely due to the fact there was destroyed buildings and stuff all over the place. Jira felt uncomfortable as the amount of people staring seemed to Overwhelm her. She would turn into an alley running in. The young Jjota was only hoping that the people didn't spread the word of her arrival. She knew that someone would figure out what clan she hailed from and would likely see her as a danger. This possibility made Jira keep her head down a bit more as she walked through. She only hoped that people wouldn't think she was one of the pro-sith Jjota Members and something bad would happen to her.

Maybe they'd send the deathwatch after her to execute her since she may be seen as a traitor. She would walk through alley and spotted a tarp. She quickly pulls it onto herself to hopefully hide the Signet and some of her tattoos. Maybe she had made a made coming here searching. She stops behind dumpster taking one of her probe droids out tossing it in the air to run a scan of the city to see if it can locate the camp where she may find the one named Aloy.

The droid ran a scan of the city sending the map data back to Jira where she would be able to find the mysterious person. She pulls out a small device which displays a holographic map of the city. She looks at the map quickly looking over for any possible military installation where she may find her. She spots a bombed out building with an unusual concentration of military forces. That had to be the HQ. The only problem was getting there. She'd have to get on the streets again attracting even more attention to herself and it was across town. A growl escaped her lips as she called the tiny probe back before putting it in her satchel. Jira would begin the trek again now heading towards the building.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Spoiler: Music

Tag: Jira Jjota |

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The Nite Owls were small in number, But the majority of the paramilitary force was stationed in the city at this time, Guarding key locations or sitting in wait for their next mission. A few however, Had been sent to collect this individual with the Jjota signet, Choosing to watch from the rooftops or within crowds of "Civilians" if there was such a thing among mandalorians. All of which were dressed in hooded cloaks that hid their armor and identity as Nite Owl operatives.

A trio of these Nite Owl operatives had been nearby when they received new orders; Find the mandalorian with the flame signet and bring them to Aloy Vizsla. A difficult task now that Jira had cloaked herself much like these operatives, But they'd complete their mission somehow. As Jira began her trek to the HQ, This trio dropped down from a rooftop nearby while using rocket boots to soften their fall. One of them approaches her, Stepping in front of her while activating her vambrace.

<"Excuse me Ma'am. We're looking for the mandalorian that bears this signet,"> She says politely as a hologram of the Jjota signet appears.

<"The Alor of House Vizsla has business with the one who bears the flaming signet. I'm prepared to reward information if need be">

 

[Jira Jjota]

The young Jjota continues on her way before getting caught offguard by the Nite Owl's that dropped from the sky in front of her. She let out a slight yelp falling over onto her rump. Her helmet came off revealing her face which had striking similarities to Aloy Vizsla, the Nite Owls would likely notice it. She stared up at the two slightly nervous of them being over her.

"S-Sorry.. You just startled me.."

The Nite Owls would also notice her youthful looks and stuff but would catch a glimpse of the signet on her chest plate but was quickly covered by the cloak. She would smile nervously being a little shook still. So someone had finally reported Jira to the authorities. A slight sigh escaped her lips being slightly irritated about being ratted out. She did her best to stay quiet but of course they would notice her.

"What? I don't know what that is.. I'm sorry but I don't know what you're speaking of I uh gotta go now!"

Jira would try to walk away but not before stopping and picking her helmet back up and putting it on her head allowing the Nite Owls to get another better glimpse of her signet.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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The younger of the two Nite Owls extended her hand to Jira too help her back up, But the hurried mandalorian had already gotten up and explained she didn't know anything before walking off in a hurry. Normally she would have let the redheaded girl go, But she managed to spot the signet beneath her makeshift cloak as she hurried away.

<"You see that? She has the signet.">

<"Yeah. She kinda looks like the boss too. Do you think...?"

<"Only one way to find out...">

<"Hey, Wait up!"> The Nite Owl calls out, Jogging up to Jira beside her companion.

<"Listen, It's Aloy. Aloy Vizsla, She wants to speak with you. I've been ordered to find anyone with that signet and escort them to her. Just to talk, Alright?">

Truth be told, She had no idea what Aloy intended for this unidentified mandalorian after this little talk, But that wasn't her problem. Right now she needed to get Jira from here to there and that's what she intended to do, But she wouldn't do it by forcr.

Her older companion on the other hand...

<"Look kid. This is Nite Owl territory, And Aloy's the boss here. If you wanna waltz on through here, You gotta speak to her first, Got it?">

<"Ugh, Real friendly of you, Vod...">

 

[Jira Jjota]

"Sorry! Not inter- Wait.. Aloy? Where is Aloy?! Who is Aloy?! Nite Owls?! Your territory?! I was born here you nerfherder!"

She was angered by the older Nite Owl. Jira was shorter and a bit smaller than the Mandalorians before herself. She wanted to run away but they knew who this person was. She had her hand over the holster ready for anything but she slowly calmed herself knowing she needed them and causing a fight would be a bad thing. She'd likely get her ass handed to her by these elite warriors. She kept her helmet off refusing to show her face again.

"Alright.. Jeez. Fine! I'll go with you.. Only because I wanna meet this Aloy and just so you know, I am not working for the sith.. even though my long dead clan mates were.."

She held her hands about her back thinking she was being arrested by the Nite Owls. Jira didn't know much about them and was quite confused. She was guessing they were just the temporary police of the city seeing how it still looked a lot like a warzone to her. Freshly liberated with the cost being innocent lives and homes but that was war and sacrifices were always made.

"Well.. Take me to this Aloy person.."

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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<"Yeah well so was the Vizsla."> The older owl retorts, Causing the younger one to shake her head as they both listened to the girl speak her piece. Eventually, It was apparent that Jira would cooperate, Though one line caught them off guard, And their suspicion.
" I am not working for the sith.. even though my long dead clan mates were "

<"Sith?"> The say in unison as they turn to each other briefly before turning back to Jira, Standing and preparing to escort her to the HQ.

<"Alright. We'll take you to Aloy, And I'll explain along the way.">

They both take position to escort Jira, The older owl standing behind her with one hand on their blaster pistol just in case, While the younger, Friendlier owl took point, Hands off any of her weapons and generally seeming more relaxed.

<"We're members of The Nite Owls, A paramilitary operation funded by the Mand'alor and Clan Solus. We were created to stop Death Watch and other terrorist Dar'manda from attacking our homes like they did clan loc,">

<"Not one of those poor bastards left...">

<"We're here to prevent massacres like that from happening ever again... We don't run the planet, But we have the authority from the Mand'alor to keep the peace as needed. We're setting up shop on Aloy's home planet, Concordia.">

<"She... She recognizes your signet, It was tagged and sent her way the moment you stepped off that ship. She said it was impossible, And it's piqued her curiosity. She wants to meet with you and find out why you wear that signet, That's all I know for sure. She wasn't always a Vizsla, Maybe she's seen your clan before.">

Spoiler: Back for Beskar

<"Look, She's always done right by her people. I'm sure you're talk will be done soon and you'll be on your way before you know it.">

Eventually they arrive at the makeshift HQ, Traveling beneath a tunnel of rubble into the building where Aloy sat on a duracrete slab, One knee up and exposing her cybernetic clawed leg while she sharpened her vibroknife, Scrapping it across her vambrace over and over.

<"Commander.">
<"We found your mystery signet.">

Aloy looks up suddenly, Her hand drifting the knife away idly as she craned her head to one side, Giving Jira a once over beneath her visor.

<"Thank you, Initiates, That'll be all.">

She waves the two nite owls away, Who leave the room with just Aloy and a few veterans guarding the entrance.
After studying Jira for a moment, She finally gestures at her from afar, Gesturing at Jira's signet with her knife.

<"You bear the signet of Clan Jjota. That name died almost a decade ago, So why do you wear it, Girl? Where did you get the armor?"
Her tone was not stern, But still disappointed, and likely to get worse...

 

[Jira Jjota]

Jira had been confused quite a bit from the words said by the Nite Owls. She looked down as they escorted her to the HQ where she would meet this Aloy person. Another thing that intrigued her was the fact that they weren't always a Vizsla. Maybe this person had tie to the Jjota's in some way. She enters the falling apart complex heading to the room where she would meet Aloy. Jira walks in and watched as the two Nite Owls left her with Aloy. Jira was pretty nervous as she looked at Aloy. She didn't recognize the woman at all. Maybe she thought that Jira was a Jjota Fugitive or something of those sorts. Then suddenly she spoke. The voice seemed somewhat familiar but was far different from who she was thinking about. Cody. What Aloy said caused Jira to grow a bit irritated by her questions.

"Who the heck ya calling girl? I'm 17 you grandma.. I wear this signet because it's all that I have left of my family. I wear the armor because it's all I have left of all of them. As you can see.. we Jjota's are not dead like you think, Vizsla."

Jira spoke rough like your typical scoundrel being rude and sassy. The typical teen scoundrel she was. She had taken offense to what Aloy said prompting her to cross her arms.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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<"How Dare you?!"> She sits forward suddenly, Clenching her fists around her knife and gauntlet.

<"You come to My home. Insult me. Claim to be of My Blood, While wearing the armor of My kin!">

<"Clan Jjota is dead. The bloodline was finished the moment I cast off that name, And became Alor of House Vizsla!">
She stands suddenly, Her clawed cybernetic leg whirring as it clashed against the gravel beneath her feet. In one swift movement, She pulls her helmet from her head and throws it into the dust, Revealing her short red hair and vibrant blue eyes, Much like Jira's own. Funny thing is, Her hair hadn't changed much since they last met, And though her skin was soft and feminine now, It was still the face of Cody, Ten years ago.

Taking a step forward, She stops right in front of Jira, Looking her dead in the eye through that visor with wrathful scowl.

<"I am Aloy, Daughter of Jordis Jjota, And Alor Karris, Last of my line, Cursed as it may be. I have Ended that line, By becoming Vizsla, And ruling this once great house. And yet you stand here before me and claim the name Jjota for yourself?!">

<"I will ask you one more time. Who are you? And where did you get that armor?">

 

[Jira Jjota]

Jira backed up slightly knowing she had angered the beast. She was a bit more nervous now reaching towards her hip slowly. The holster to the DL-18 would be seen by Aloy. The young mandalorian teen would reach closer before stopping upon the removal of Aloy's helmet. Emotions went through her body as she recognized the face of her long lost sibling yet much different. He was a woman now. Her eye widened as she removed her own helmet showing her own face to Aloy.

"C-Cody? You're a woman now.. And hot! What the heck is going on? Why are you Aloy now? So many questions! My brain's gonna explode!"

She screams stepping back for a moment and holding the side of her head being somewhat shocked by what Aloy was doing and the revelations.

"Cody.. I-It's me! Your baby sis.. You know Jira.. I thought you were dead.. I've spent ten years searching for you.. I even got this armor made by some armorer. It's only durasteel and some duraplast! It's my armor.."

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Tag: Jira Jjota |

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Silence.

It was as if everything she knew had had come crashing down as she stared at Jira's shocked face. "Leave us!" She demands her followers, The guards who had previously crowded around them to see the commotion were now quickly obeying and leaving the bombed out chambers until at last the two sisters were alone.

Aloy steps forward again, Dropping her knife suddenly, Her blade clattering into the gravel as she carefully approached Jira.
She took Jira's face in her hands examining her features to be sure, And in that moment she saw a hint of the face she knew t be her sister so many years ago, And pulled her into a deep embrace, Crying a single tear into the girl's shoulder.

"I am so sorry!" She whimpers through trembling lips "I-it's been so long... I thought you died years ago!"

 

[Jira Jjota]

Jira slightly tears up in her one eye not really the crying type. She would feel Aloy's sisterly embrace and just burrowed her head in a way into her chest. The Reunion was finally upon them but Jira couldn't cry. It really wasn't her nature. She only smiled and returns the hug to her big sis being slightly smaller. Jira enjoyed the moment and felt the love from her long gone sister once her older brother Cody. She had been only seven when the red coronation happened and she lost her clan. It was a miracle that she was still alive.

"I thought you died there too. I saw everyone dead and I knew you hadn't joined the Sith! Ten years! Ten damn years I was searching for you. I had to do things.. I'm a criminal now."

Her tattoos had some of the emblems of some of the Galaxy's criminal organizations. She was scum and she knew it. Jira had killed, stole, and fueled the addictions of the Galaxy's spice addicts same with deathsticks. Jira didn't like doing those drugs often preferring a glass of rum instead. Alcohol became a part of Jira's crime filled life having started to drink at twelve after she befriended some young scoundrels like herself on Corelia. Gone was the face a young prankster of girl replaced with sassy sarcastic appearance of your typical scum of the galaxy.

"You've changed a damn lot I see.. You have breasts now and you look like a woman.. And hot.. It's not weird if I think my own sibling is hot right?"

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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"You're weird as ever, Just like before" Aloy chuckles softly, Deciding to ignore the comments. What she could not ignore however was the missing eye and the many criminal tattoos along Jira's arms as Aloy pulled back, An understanding but sad look in her eyes the entire time.

"It's okay, Jira... I went down the same path... I recognize a few of these symbols Actually, Worked for some, Bought Death Sticks from others... I used the underworld to make money, Make myself the woman you see today... But someone special saved me and now I'm better... I think we both are," She says, Stoking Jira's cheek, Her thumb running over the strap of Jira's eye patch, Reminding her of their shared losses, Such as her leg "Even if we've both lost things on the way."

Eventually she stands, Her bionic leg whirring it's motors as she walks over to the table, Setting things aside and grabbing a bottle of her favorite Tihaar "I think it's time we set all that aside though. It's time to celebrate! And I'm sure you have questions, As do I. Questions we can ask over a bottle of Tihaar maybe?"

 

[Jira Jjota]

"Well er.. You know me sis. Yeah I could go for a drink. I'm kinda parched heh.."

Jira would nod to her sister giving her a slight smile then looking at her leg again. She stares for a moment before walking over to the table and taking a seat. She places her satchel on the floor which had three deactivated tiny probe droids. She set the helmet on table and pulled her hood down revealing her mess red hair and faded sides. Jira looks to her side thinking for a moment. Her gaze would look around the room they were in. She was filled with a bit of confusion. The teen mandalorian looked like an oddity in the building. She seemed much more colorful than the gray and blue nite owls.

"So how the heck did you become Alor of the coolest freakin clan in all Mandalorian History?! Why you sexy woman now?! Who are these people? And-"

She paused knowing that asking all these questions at once would overwhelm her sister. Her brain was working just as efficient as your malfunctioning droid. Jira knew it would be best just to shut up and let her sister talk.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Tag: Jira Jjota

"Haha! Easy Jira, Easy. I'll explain one at a time" She chuckles while pouring two glasses and handing one off to Jira before taking a quick swig herself.

"Mm- Mkay than. As for House Vizsla... I met this woman, Darsch Vizsla. Real hardass military type, Ex-Death Watch before they betrayed us and she left them. Sith hunter, All kinds good chit right? So anyway, We uhm... We were a thing for while. It was good, But to be honest I think we were more messing around than anything. Eventually we both realized that she wasn't over the last person she'd been with and... She left. I hope she's okay... So yeah, She threw House Vizsla at me and now I'm in charge I guess. I've... We redeemed House Vizsla from the red coronation. It's Our house now, Jira. The one mother thought she served. Peacekeepers, Defenders of the mandalorian way of life, What we should have been before the coronation. Hell, I'm not far from marrying into the same clan that Mand'alor the Infernal's Warmaster's in. Ten years of rivalry's are behind us now, And we can start anew"

"We have other clans in the house still. Naudir, Kryze. I was adopted by River Kryze, And supposedly I have another little sister she adopted, Jan Kryze. Sassy redheaded trouble maker, Just like you" She laughs, Patting Jira on the head.

"Life here is good. Me and the Nite Owls are here to keep it that way."

 

[Jira Jjota]

"You had a girlfriend? Was she hot? Did ya'll do things? Oh my gosh I'm asking too much stuff! Sounds like your life has been much more eventful than mine aside for me becoming a cyclops."

Jira chuckles at her joke after she asked a blitz of questions to her sister. A light smirk was on her face as she took a sip of her drink thinking about her place. She was an anomaly of sorts amongst the mandalorians now. The last to bear the Jjota name. One she wears with a bit of pride and out of respect for those who fell before her. She still had the tattoo behind her mullet. Aloy was able to catch a glimpse of it.

The young tomboy took another sip of her drink while looking at her sister in the eyes. She could see how someone would fall for her. Jira would take off her gloves to give her hands some fresh needed air.

"Also do you have a place I could stay? My ship sprung a leak and I can't sleep in the main area. I can only sleep in the Cockpit."

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Jira's flurry of questions amused Aloy, The newly appointed matriarch giving her sister a bemused smile.
"Slow down sis!" She laughs while taking another swig of her drink"Life's been eventful yeah, You could say that. I've been a Bounty Hunter since I left. Since I was... 15 I think? Seen all sorts of crazy chit by now. Done crazy chit too. Got addicted to Death Sticks for awhile... I'm clean though, Have been since I met Darsch. And yes, We were girlfriends. And she was Hot. Hair redder than mine, Eyes like emeralds. Or, Eye I guess. She's missing one just like you. Same eye actually. But... Things didn't really end well between us... She's uhm. She's gone back to Krieg now."
. . .
There is a momentary silence as she swallows more of her Tihaar, Glancing off to the side for a moment "But uhm, I actually found someone else recently. Someone that will always be by my side when I need her. Someone that truly understands me, And what I've been through. Her name's Tan'yill. Twi'lek, Recently become a mandalorian after I invited her. She's... She means everything to me, Jira. Unlike anyone before her." She smiles warmly at the thought. She planned to marry that crazy twi one of these days.

"Anyway, My ship has extra bunks if that leak's giving ya trouble. I also have holdings on Roon, As I'm building up House Vizsla there. And... We're taking back the Cin'vode, Jira. We're taking back our home."

 

[Jira Jjota]

"Woah.. Cody.. I mean Aloy, a Twilek? I didn't know you shot so high.. I mean I don't think I'm too surprised."

She drank again feeling the taste in her mouth before gulping the liquid down. Jira thought for a moment. While Jira herself was slaving away flying cargo for hutt cartels, syndicates, and other scummy organizations. She had done this while Aloy had done her own scummy things. They were even more alike aside from the fact she had found love and addiction. Love, Jira hadn't felt love since she had a crush on some people before but never had she felt it.

Jira was proud of her sister. Looking at her, she saw the change both physically and mentally of who was once Cody Jjota. If only she could be more like her. Jira always looked up to Aloy when they were younger.

"Also, thanks. It's been awhile since I've been able to fully cleanup or sleep too well."


Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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"Hey," She reaches out suddenly, Putting one hand on Jira's shoulder and squeezing slightly
"We're family. Karris might have forgotten, But Family helps family, No matter what." It felt strange to speak the name of her father after all these years. To speak to someone who understood, Someone she could trust with that kind of conversation, It was refreshing. At the same time however, Bringing up her father always brought out something in her that she never wanted to see. And worse still, She wasn't sure if Jira even knew.

"Listen, Jira... Whatever happened, It's all in the past now. We're both new people, You and I. We had to crawl, But we've risen from the ashes now. Everything's gonna be okay"