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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 14, 2008 13:05:38 GMT -5
Aside from declareing a state of high alert for both planets of concord dawn, and Mandalore, Mandalore has begun a recruitment drive, hopeing to build his ranks to levels that will improve defense, and swell the Ranks.
The Kedalbe Office is located near the Kedalbe Shipyards, and being the Mandalorian Capitol it draws many young men and woman to the Banner of the Basulik.
Many retired soldiers, and those who wish to help the cause await to tell you of the exciting and honorable positions available in Mandalore's Military.
The Kedalbe Offices are run by an old Mandalorian with a cybornetic leg named Kernig Ordo.
((OOC: feel free to RP with him, Kernig is an old War Veteran from 50 years ago he often falls into telling stories when he should be telling his potential recruits about the new military. He's a bit bumbly sometimes, though very sharp at others.))
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Post by Meira on Aug 14, 2008 13:41:46 GMT -5
Trin had never been soft. Running with the boys on Commenor meant she needed to know how to hold her own in a fight. She had also learned to bolt down her feelings and tough it out when she felt hurt. The boys had taught her that emotions never really helped any. So she kept them locked up good and tight. But she was, always had been, and always would be, female. Just because she kept things locked away, didn't mean she wasn't prone to letting them out once in a while.
She had learned that the bounty hunter she had struck a deal with was named Slayn. She learned this from Tishr, Slayn's comrade. SLayn was dead now, and Trin had parted ways with Tishr after he agreed to get her offworld. Trin was on her own yet again, with nothing more than a datapad to guide her.
She sat in her small bunk on a ship full of gruff men. These men, mercenaries all, had only agreed to let her ride along with them because she offered them all the money she had. They were bound for Mandalore, where in the city of Kedalbe, Mandalore had called for all kinds of mercenaries to come and join the Mandalorian cause. They were a seedy group, this bunch, but Trin kept to herself in her quarters and so they pretty much just ignored her.
The light was off, and the datapad glowed as she looked over the pictures of her parents. Her fingers caressed the screen as she tried to remember them. She couldn't. But surely someone did. A knock on her door shook her from her thoughts. Hiding the datapad under her pillow, she pressed the switch that unlocked the door. It opened swiftly and one of the rugged mercenaries poked his head in.
We're here. That was all he said before turning back around. Trin stared at the empty space the man's head had occupied. She had reached the next step in her journey. Truth be told, she didn't know what would happen now. Would the Mandalorians even consider her, or would they laugh in her face. Would she be able to find someone who had known her parents, or was that just a pipe dream? She wouldn't know the answers to these questions unless she got up. So she did.
Currently, the datapad was the only possession that Trin had to her name. She slipped it into a pocket and joined the mercenaries, buckling into a seat in the cabin for their landing. She didn't receive so much as a 'goodbye' as she exited the craft, but she didn't much care. She hadn't grown attached to them, and she most definitely wouldn't miss their smell.
There was a great deal of activity in the area, as mercenaries and soldiers of all types moved about, signing up with the Mandalorians. Trin followed the general flow until she reached a desk where a rugged man with a cybornetic leg was giving a young soldier a firm pat on the back before sending him on his way. Trin stepped forward as the man turned back to the desk.
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Post by TJ on Aug 15, 2008 2:15:50 GMT -5
Every time Delmon returned to Mandalore, it always seemed to leave him in awe. Being on backwater worlds and deep space for long periods of time just seemed to magnify Kedalbe's towering building that where built into the very trees. He had caught wind of a recruitment drive set up by Mandalore, seeing it as the only way to make a difference in the galaxy, he decided to go and see for himself.
The rumors and stories he had heard hadn't reached just his ears it seemed. Large scores of mercenaries, bounty hunters and even just common people seemed to be everywhere at once. Young and old mandalorians seemed to have also found there way to answer the call of mandalore.
As he approached the what seemed to be the main recruitment building, he checked for all possible exits from the area, it was a nervous habit he picked up from his days as a bounty hunter. He stopped in front of the main desk in the main lobby of the recruitment center, nodding at the female that seemed to be waiting on a gruff looking mandalorian with a cybernetic leg. Of course all she would see would be her own reflection in his visor. He would wait until she was done before asking his questions, just because he had been away from civilization for a while didn't mean he didn't have manners.
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 15, 2008 2:52:08 GMT -5
Kernig noticed the young woman approach. He'd seen a few soldiers in his day, though this one made his lustfull heart leap as if he were still a raw recruit. What he wouldn't give to be 30 again. His cybernetic leg ached horribly at the attachment rig, and he adjusted it slightly before addressing the young woman in a gruff tone.
"Whats your name and where are you from miss-?" kernig said as he eyed the young lady standing before him. All thought of his younger days gone.
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Aug 15, 2008 8:33:53 GMT -5
Post by Meira on Aug 15, 2008 8:33:53 GMT -5
Trin kept her face clear of her anxiety as best as she could. The more she stood here, the more she could feel the height and grandeur of this place. The farthest from home she had ever been was the other side of Commenor... once. And if she was perfectly honest, she was starting to feel a bit dizzy from the quick landing her travel mates had made.
Before the recruiting man came forward to speak, another man, clad in armor approached the table, giving Trin a quick nod. Her eyes caught sight of her small frame reflected in the man's visor. She suddenly felt as if she were among giants. Was she out of her league? She had seen women here, since she landed. Many wore armor like the men, but could she?
The man with the cybornetic leg addressed her and her head snapped back forward. Trinari Velos, Commenor. Yes, she used her full name. No, she didn't particularly like that she did. Taking a deep breath, she retrieved the datapad from her pocket. I'm looking for someone who might have known my parents. She said, activating the screen to show the pictures and handing it to the man. Hordus and Trina Velos. She held her breath as she waited for his response. Would this man take the time to consider the photos, or would he simply scoff and tell her to run along?
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Aug 15, 2008 17:52:36 GMT -5
Post by projectsunfire on Aug 15, 2008 17:52:36 GMT -5
Kernig took the datapad and viewed the young couple of Mandalorians standing with their child between them. He grumbled softly to himself and handed it back to her. "Well Evaar'la Dala, this is a recruitment office. I can look up the information for you. However I would require you to sign up for Military service. I'm sure though that is something that would greatly honor you." Kernig said as he sat awkwardly in his seat in front of his computer console and entered in the beginning of Trin's information.
He observed the young woman through ageing eyes. Calculating.
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Post by Meira on Aug 15, 2008 21:42:00 GMT -5
She waited breathless, but had not gotten what she hoped for. Though really, to hope that the first person she spoke to would know her parents, well, that was just sad. Trin lifted her chin as the man handed back the datapad. Before he even spoke, she could see it on his face that he didn't know them. He offered to help, however, and Trin gave a quick nod of her head.
She hesitated for a moment when he spoke the unfamiliar words Evaar'la Dala She didn't know what they meant, and almost took them for an incorrect pronunciation of her name. But it was too far from close, and so she did not comment on the words. Instead she responded to his assumption that joining the Mandalorians would be an honor for her.
She knew very little about the Mandalorians, other than their pride as warriors. Now that she knew she was Mandalorian, she assumed it should be an honor for her to follow in the tradition. Did she believe it be an honor in her heart? No, not yet. But perhaps she would come to learn. Yes sir. She said. It was stated plainly, without noticeable doubt, but also without noticeable gusto.
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Aug 16, 2008 11:53:59 GMT -5
Post by projectsunfire on Aug 16, 2008 11:53:59 GMT -5
Kernig typed in the rest of her information. Height, build, age, eye color, hair color, sex, and bodily features. He entered the information into the main files and put a copy of her new information on a data pad for her including her new identification number. After things were all set for her to begin a new life as a Mandalorian Soldier Kernig typed in her name into the registry census search criteria. The republic had been almost tyrannical in their ruleing. Though he had to admit that their procedures and beurocracy had brought a measure of good. After searching briefly the computer console beeped and a list of names came up. “You are of the Clan Ordo. Your Parents were upstanding citizens in regards to their standing in the community. Your father it seems even held the position of Clan leader for a time. You must be very proud. Chow is at 1800, after that you need to report to orientation and psychological profileing at 1900 hours at compound B. Welcome to the Mandalorian Military.” Kernig said as he ejected the Datapad from its slot and handed it to her.
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Post by Meira on Aug 16, 2008 17:15:30 GMT -5
Trin waited as the man input her information, literally setting her on the next path of her life's journey. She was accepted, for now, and that relieved a great strain inside her, allowing to breath a little easier for now. She was then given brief information about her parents and her heart swelled. She had history here. And if this man could find some of it in his computer, then surely there was more to be found. She had not come here in vain.[/color]
Yes sir, very proud. And this time, she did mean it. She nodded at the rest of the information he gave her and took the datapad in her hand. There was nothing left to say, so she said nothing and simply turned away.
She looked over the datapad as she walked. Aside from her own personal information, it also contained a readout of the areas of the facility she now had access to as a newly recruited soldier. This numbered only a few. The chow hall, bunks, med bay, etc. Many areas she only had access to when accompanied by higher ups, such as field instructors. Trin took in a deep breath, tilting her head to either side until she heard a series of quick pops. Buckle down now soldier. She told herself mentally. She was in for an interesting ride.
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Aug 17, 2008 19:11:59 GMT -5
Post by TJ on Aug 17, 2008 19:11:59 GMT -5
Delmon waited for the young woman to go her way before speaking, " Odd place to look for lost people. Don't you think?" It was hard making small talk, being in almost complete isolation for lengthy periods tended to do that to a person. he would do his best until he got back into the swing of things. As he spoke he removed his helmet, preferring the more open way of communication. " I came as soon as I heard the call to arms from Mandalore. Id like to enlist and do my part." he said as he put his helmet under his arm and waited for the old veterans reply.
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 17, 2008 23:12:17 GMT -5
Kernig raised an eyebrow at the man as he attempted to make small talk. "Odd for some, bounty hunter, is my guess." He said, a slight critical tone in his voice. His face changed to one of acceptance and genuine good nature. "It is good you came. Mandalore has need for seasoned soldiers such as yourself."
Kernig entered in a new entry and plugged in a new datapad.
"Name?" He said.
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Post by TJ on Aug 18, 2008 0:28:22 GMT -5
Delmon was glad that he had been accepted so easily thus far. He had worried that other mandalorians would not be so friendly because of his reluctance to give up the hunt and return to his brothers and sisters, it had actually been the exact opposite. " Delmon Skyblade." He said as he readjusted the helmet under his arm. Clan Skyblade wasn't a very widely known clan, being immersed in the jungles of Dxun didn't exactly give you prestige.
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 18, 2008 6:16:44 GMT -5
Kernig looked up the name and read the information that followed. His eyes flicked upward and he seemed to take in the man standing before him. "I see you arent a member of the 5 clans." Kernig said in his critical tone once again. "No doubt a member of one of those offshoot clans caused when Revan killed Mandalore the Ultimate yah?" Kernig drew his attention back to the view screen. Your family line once belonged to Clan Ordo. If you wish to represent your clan, we can re-integrate you back into Clan Ordo where you will be given rights and properties hithertoo.
He typed in the additional information age, weight, shoe size etc.. while he waited for Delmons Response.
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Post by TJ on Aug 18, 2008 12:59:07 GMT -5
Delmon thought about the question very hard. On one hand was clan Ordo, a strong breed that, in the past produced some of the most iconic people in mandalorian history. But on the other there was his clan, clan Skyblade, it held his childhood, all his memories, and it made up who he was. It was one of the only things he had left of his father, other than the sword at his side.
" Before I answer that question, I need to know if I will be able to keep the name of my clan, if not than no. I will not abandon them for a new name." His eyes displayed the turmoil that was going on in his head, before returning to their normal state of emotionless orbs.
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 18, 2008 14:16:18 GMT -5
Kernig watched the man go through his contemplations. "You would be known as Delmon Skyblade Ordo." He said emphatically. "I hope that will be satisfactory." Kernig eyed the man and considered his choices. Regardless of which way he chose the Mandalorians would have a strong willed soldier.. And ultimately to Mandalore that was all that mattered.
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Post by TJ on Aug 18, 2008 14:38:57 GMT -5
" I think that will do for now. " Delmon said as he slowly made up his mind. He would have to put his thoughts on the subject away for a while, just until he had the authority to do something about it. It still pained him that he had to almost forsake his clan's name, but he would get over it.
" So where do I go from here?"
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 18, 2008 21:07:44 GMT -5
Kernig removed the datapad and handed it to Delmon Skyblade without any emotion though on the inside he felt insulted. He was of clan Ordo, and to hear a deserter belittle the honor he had of returning to one of the five lost clans made his leg twitch. Well the one that wasnt there. An old war wound like an amputated limb had its quirks. "You will report for psych evaluation and then to barracks. For training." Kernig saluted Delmon. "Good luck. Bring Honor to yourself."
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Post by TJ on Aug 18, 2008 22:48:43 GMT -5
" Ill do my best to honor clan Ordo." Delmon said as he saluted back and started off in direction that the datapad he was given told him to go. He was slightly quirked about the training, seeing as he had gotten all the "training" he had ever needed throughout his life. He would bite the bullet and go through with it, knowing that it probably be too difficult
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Post by Lucilius Solo on Aug 23, 2008 12:09:37 GMT -5
It had been years since Beskar had been on Mandalore, and it had changed very little since he was last there. After spending a few days with his father Vhett at Norg Bral, a Mandalorian named Jugga Bralor, informed Beskar that Mandalore was calling all able bodied Mandalorians to fight for him.
It had been a long time since Beskar had actually been in a worthy battle, so he decided to heed the call of Mandalore. Leaving Norg Bral, Beskar headed to Keldabe to enlist. Entering the recruitment building, Beskar noticed an old Mandalorian with a cybernetic leg, a Mandalorian Beskar knew all about. His name was Kernig Ordo, a member like Beskar was, of Clan Ordo. Beskar headed over to Kernig and said "Beskar Ordo reporting for duty. I have come to heed the call of Mandalore."
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Post by projectsunfire on Aug 23, 2008 14:45:36 GMT -5
Kernig looked at the young man and smiled. "Beskar my boy, its been too long. Where have you been? Well no matter! your home now, and at my desk." Kernig stood up awkwardly and walked around his desk, his cybornetic leg thumping heavily against the floor.
"I take it your here to join up. I'm sure your father is very proud of you. Let me put down your information." Kernig picked up a data pad and entered Beskar's information in from memory. When he finished, he handed him the datapad with the information he would need to get to where he needed to go. "It was good to see you boy. Visit again some time when your on leave and we'll hit the cantina." Kernig shook Beskar's hand, and gave him a chuck on his shoulder. "Now get out of my sight!" He said with a smile.
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