Training day [past thread]

[Miss Blonde]

Cartao four years ago

On the planet of Cartao Patricia awaited by the landing pad of her massive headquarters, security was tight and men stood posted unwavering in the jungle heat. The clone children had just been birthed into their child bodies and it made them easy targets to kill while they were defenseless. So when you invited one of the more well known mandos in the galaxy to help train cobble together a comprehensive training program for the next three years of their lives it was generally a more nerve wracking experience. She wanted each of her two hundred million babies to have the skill of a commando and the nerves of smooth operator within the training period of three to four years. She was only hoping [member="Vilaz Munin"] could deliver on that hope.

So in the humid jungle heat the woman waited by the landing pad and made sure the children were practicing today. Basic drill, shooting, and classes were the earliest part of the curriculum to become a soldier. She had gone through and made sure that this clone army would not be an embarrassment like the Palpatine had created in the past. There were billions of them yes, and while Cartao still had enough cloning cylinders to recreate those numbers she wanted to limit herself to two hundred million until the bases on other worlds were completed.

"Let's hope he's worth his asking price." Patricia said as she waited for the man's ship to arrive so they could discuss the path and training of the mandolorian culture then form it into a matrix.

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Before the age of the Clone Wars a known Mandalorian Bounty Hunter by the name of Jango Fett donated his blood for the birth of the Grand Army of the Republic. By the time of the dawning of the war hundreds of thousands of clones were at the appropriate age to be, biologically, considered as an adult due to the enhance aging given to each individual Fett Clone. They were ready for war if it wasn't for the training given to every unit by Fett and his company of Mandalorian Mercenaries. The clones were taught by one of the best and finest warriors in the galaxy, and be brought up in the ways of the Mandalorians. Research even says that Commando Units trained by a highly experienced Mandalorian Veteran had a much high survival rate than another unit trained by someone not classified as a Mandalorian.

A similar scenario would take place on the world of Cartao.

A request given to Vilaz by some woman named [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] asked him, with a good ton of credits, to train her clones by an estimated number of two hundred million. This would take more than the likes of him. Before he began a course to Cartao he brought hundreds of Mandalorians with him to train this clone army. The profit would be split amongst them right after the project was completed. Once everything was in order they packed their equipment on a vessel and sailed through the stars to meet this Garter. After some time had passed they reached their destination and landed on a docking pad just for them. The Rally Master and his company of Vode marched out and waited for instructions of the conductor behind this plot.

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Vilaz Munin"]

As the large ship dropped down onto the pad Patricia's lips widened with a professional and happy smile for the mandos that were exiting their ship. Finally, someone worth training her little army. Patricia and a few men from a private security firm approached Vilaz with a cool calm and strong approach, you didn't want to look weak in front of a mandolorian otherwise they would just walk all over you. With her high heels clacking against the metal of the pad and get tight red dress gripping her slender form Patricia approached Vilaz until she stood a good three feet from the talk mando. Standing at about five foot even the woman had to look up to the man and extend her hand to him.

"It's a pleasure Rally Master." Patricia said addressing him in the rank he had earned.

"This is a big step for us and we are grateful to have you onboard. Now if you have any questions feel free to ask before we meet the boys." Saying boys was paramount, because that's what they were right now. Boys just learning how to march and shoot.

Patricia eyed the rest of Vilaz's company and simply smiled and had an impressed look on her face.

 

[Vilaz Munin]

As usual, security were the first ones to meet the expected guests of their masters. Vilaz was impressed that these men didn't shiver or did anything awkward in front of him and his company of Warriors. It was probable that deep down in these soldiers that they somewhat feared the Rally Master and his subordinates due to their known reputation. The Mandalorian knew one hundred ways to kill the nearest security officer as well as other personnel in these facilities. They could raid every buildings without breaking bad a sweat just because of their knowledge and skill, not their diverse weaponry. That's how the Mandalorians were respected and feared, their wisdom and methods of warfare caused even the greatest opponents to take caution before clashing with one of these Titans. And that was why he and his Vode were here for.

A woman in red and high heels approaxhed the Redneck from the squad of security personnel to meet with him. They stood three feet away from each other and the Redneck's ego and pride just boasted in him when the woman had to look up to him. Average beings treated Mandalorians like that. They didn't dare to confront one or show any signs of disrespect unless they wanted to die or be critically injured.

He shook the extended hand and didn't reply back to her until they began walking and the topic of the young cadets came from Patricia's mouth. How old are they?" he asked her just to know some of the biographical information of these clones.

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Vilaz Munin"]

"At the moment they are just boys, born no more than a few months ago. Right now it's just been the basics, learning how to shoot and march." Patricia said in a calm and firm demeanor as she took place on Vilaz's right.

"Go make yourselves useful and mop something." she said shooing her guards away dismissing them.

Really Patricia was confident that Vilaz was a trustworthy guy, besides if it came down to a fight she could handle it. She had seen him in action at that Hutt pool party and it was one of the reasons why she reached out to him. She was in full battle dress wearing a helmet so that was a one way street of knowing, and anyone who could take on Keira and lived was qualified to train her boys. So at his side she walked with him into her building with his friends probably trailing behind them.

"My expertise have been in agent work, I've been in front line conflicts but I can't say I have done that for a living. Our training schedule is about four years, what can you teach them within that time?" she said with a slight smile as they continued to move past the lobby.