Three Cheers for the Silent Badger (Social)

[Revora Musana Kelborn]

Spoiler: OOC

Open to Mandos, GA, and Indies. Spectating on this thread if Victress decides to show. Otherwise just a normal Social. Death Disabled, no murder but hijinks are encouraged.

Revora was just having a nice moment of drinking by herself in Corellia. She was mastering the straw under helmet drinking technique that was seen among Mandalorians and overall was having a quiet albeit forgettable time in. She was happy that no one tried to hit on her yet because after a while kicking assholes in the nuts got tiring. She was finishing her first Stout for the night. Her T-Visor gazing over to the holoscreens with boredom watching some random Pod race she really didn't care about.

This little part of Corellia was acceptable if as crappy as the rest of the planet. Outside there was a dock/boardwalk area that lead out the sea. Nearby if one ventured by a rather oddly placed grate they could find themselves in the middle of one of many of Corellia's street gangs sadly something that Mandalorian rule had routed out yet. Inside the bar which was named the winking prawn was your usual affair but it also had a dance floor and even a place for karaoke if embarrassing yourself in public was your thing.

Suddenly the Pod race was disrupted by the familiar logo of Clan Solus. Revy snapped out of her bored daze and listened to the broadcast in fact so did everyone else as their eyes stared and there ears received the simple words of the Silent Badger's message. "Victress come fight me you coward." The petite Mandalorian took this moment to lift her helmet half up to expose her mouth and spat out her drink in disbelief. Then silent. Everything would erupt in a blaze of discussion with everyone gossiping what it could mean. Revy just remaining silent on the manner curious what a fight between the two would look like... And was fantasizing the image of Victress getting her head smashed in.

Revy would send a message to every Mandalorian in the area to meet up at the bar as they would all await for the fight to begin. Maybe Victress wouldn't be a coward and show her face. At that point they would be a merry band of drinking warriors watching or she be a coward which would result in them drinking anyways and toasting to something...

Revy realized she need to work on her "Screw you Victress" toast.

 

[Narir Solus]

Silent Badger fighting Victress? Mandalorian gathering to watch it? Narir was there. Pushing his way into the bar, the Mandalorian made his way over to the bar, spotting another Mandalorian whose armor looked familiar from Leandros's rallying cry, but who he didn't actually know directly. What better time to make acquaintances than over a Sith getting their face stomped in. This was, of course, assuming that she actually showed up. The Sith hadn't been on their best role in the last... decade. Even their attack on Mandalore was only successful for having violated a peace treaty.

He ordered his drink and took a seat on a stool at the bar near the other Mandalorian (@Caught in Strangereal) and popped his helmet up enough to take a sip of his Corellian whiskey.

This ought to be good, he said in Mando'a. He hasn't let us down yet, he said, glancing over and seeing what looked like Kelborn markings on her armor. Yes, Koil had been around for a long time, and Narir knew his fellow longstanding badger would do them all proud.

Oya for Silent Badger! he lifted his drink in the air before taking a long drink. Here's looking to you old friend. You'll do us proud, he thought to himself.

Even as he did, he spoke into his comlink and ordered the Revenge be warmed up. If he needed to get to Geonosis to help his old friend, he'd be ready.

 

[Birdmando]

Corellia was a good place to stop and rest before going back into United Protectorate space to ravage more Sith worlds inside the organization, it's not going to be long before duty calls. Also, Koil of Clan Solus and the War Council has challenged Darth Victress to a one-on-one fight

The Birbmando was sitting a a drink at the bar having some Corellian brandi, not far off from Narir (@Phoenix) and the cat Kelborn (@Caught in Strangereal), but with empty seats between the birb and then. The birb had his helmet on the the bar next to him as he would take a drink through his beak.

As he looked at what was being boardcasted. He shouted "Oya!" after Narir's call for it before taking a drink. Honestly Parek had doubt's she will even show up. For a Order that rules off of 'Rule of the Strong' and have a rite of challenge not unlink Mandalorians, Victress should show up. If not it will show she is a coward.

In the event Victress does show up, Parek is confident that the Koil will be able to take her. "Will she show up though?" he questioned and wondered. Honeslty the birb doubts but who knows, maybe the Sith witch has concocted some scheme and will show her self.

 

[Sumas Solus]

Sumas had time to kill. And he liked ships. So what better place to go kill time on than Corellia? Do some window shopping, get spiced up and drunk, then wake up three days later not knowing what the hell just happened.

He decided to get to step two of his plan and strolled over to a local bar...only to see Revy! And...that other guy! Oh and the bird was there too. What a coincidence! He strolled in just as the announcement came on. "WHAT?!" he said a little harder than intended. He took his helmet off as he made his way towards the bar. "Koil you crazy badger, what are you up to this time?" he said a bit loudly as he stared at the screen. Parek asked if she was going to show up, making him laugh. "Kark no! Last time she showed her mug in public, she tucked tail and ran away like a womp-rat!" he explained with a smirk.

The smirk disappeared as he glanced between the three Mandalorians...and remembered the little "tradition" surrounding him. "Ah kriff..." he said as he slipped his helmet back on. "Here we go again."

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[Revora Musana Kelborn]

Already Mandalorians were assembling. Revy noticed a Field Marshal from Solus sit next to here... He was familar though she didn't quite know yet. Sadly it was only recently that she started to get more acquainted with her warrior brothers and sisters. She mainly kept to herself and had gone her own way, interacting with other people of the galaxy. She felt a little isolated in a sense given that many of these people were now veterans who had been through hell and back. Still the one nice thing about this crazy family she was born into was they were eager to welcome more into the fold.

"I always wanted to see the Silent Badger in action." She Responded back Narir. The man had gathered an almost legendary reputation by this point, you don't rise to be one of the most important figures in among mandalorians if you unless you were a force to be reckoned with in battle. The Field Marshal then raised a glass and offered a toast which Revora would respond with a resounding "OYA" before taking a long sip from her drink.

Looking over she noticed her avian clanmate Parek another person that was part of the veterans of this war. She hoped that one day she would be able to take their place with impunity. Parek though asked the million credit question. Would the Darth show herself?

"If sh-" Revy was cutoff by the loud mouth ramblings of Sumas who now joined the fray. Yep this bar now just had it's chances of turning into an Atlas fireball increase by 400 percent. The guy sounded like he had no clue what was going on... oh kark was he completely unaware of the message? That should have... Oh Revy now remembered that she had blocked Sumas' contact after that one time he got high and wasted and started spam messaging her... worse was that he sometimes sent pictures.

Of course it seemed like that little lesson she taught him on Mandalore took hold because he now was quaking at the thought that she was going to smash his face into the floor. That was a good memory. Revy merely audibly smirked at the Zabrak before taking another slow sip from her drink.

"Here's the thing Susan. It's boring if you're expecting it. Maybe, later." The mandalorian said before crossing her arms. The tone and emphasis on later was to tell Sumas I'll get you when you least expect it.

Revy suddenly noticed the viewscreens flicker to life with the sights of an open area on Geonosis. The Silent Badger and Darth in view.

"Well Susan looks like you owe us a drink for being wrong."

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[Sumas Solus]

Sumas eyed Revy as she explained the idea of the little tradition to him. He gave her a look that she would be able to even see from behind his helmet. He took his helmet off and sat down next to her. "Oh don't worry, Snippy. I'll be paying close attention." he said to her with a wink, ordering a pint of beer from the bartender. Just as he ordered, the fight began between the Sith Lord and the Silent Badger.

He smirked as Revy politely demanded that he buy them a drink. "Oh sure thing, Snippy." he quipped before calling the bartender. "Bartender! Get these men whatever they like and..." he glanced at Revy. "A saucer of milk for her." he teased, shooting her a smug grin. He quickly rectified the joke and got Revy whatever she wanted as well before settling in to watch the fight begin. Not even a few minutes after that, another one came up. This time some other no-name Sith Lord was calling out Drace. "Who the hell is that?" he asked them, frowning a bit. "Has he even started shaving his face yet?" he asked the others, mesmerized by the man calling a Field Marshal out.

What was even more surprising was the fact that Drace accepted the challenge. "Oya!" he cheered, raising his glass. "Reeling in two leadership kills today! Not bad." he commented with a chuckle, glancing at Revy.

"This is going to be interesting."

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[Narir Solus]

Narir raised his glass up toward the Birdmando (@Faster Than Light) gladly acknowledging one of his comrades from the battle on Dathomir. It was always nice to see a familiar face. Taking another sip, he saw another walk in who he recognized. Although Narir and Sumas hadn't been introduced properly, they'd briefly spoken at Leandros's declaration as Mand'alor. That hadn't ended quite so well for him, and the realization that it was the same two here and now had the potential for some... interesting developments. Though, for Narir's part, he was sure it was all just pent up Mandalorian... "alternative" tension between the two.

Seems she did show, he said, flicking his eyes over to one of the other holoprojectors to see the other challenge taking place. Always spawning copy-cats, he said with a shake of his head. Try as they might, they simply weren't the main event, though Narir might keep an eye on that fight as well.

The cameramen for the main event were ballsy, Narir had to give them that. Out there recording a fight between those two wasn't where most civilians wanted to be, but they loyally captured it all. Narir watched Koil shoot off behind a pillar with his jetpack and his eyebrow went up with a little snort. He could see where this was going.

Looks like the hunt's afoot, he said. This might turn into an interesting fight after all.

 

[Arda Breaux]

Arda was surprised to see that the Sith answered to the call of a Mandalorian warrior, after the upheaval they had caused in recent weeks she wondered if there wasn't a desperation to this fight, to prove that they were not an Empire collapsed...entirely. The Mandalorians were like hornets and after the destruction of their world, they had not stopped in their campaign to eradicate the Sith. There were limits to this mindset though and Arda felt herself cautious to be here, but this was a fight that she couldn't miss. Though she would rather spend time catching up with those she had not seen since she left this world years ago, the result of this fight would have many outcomes for the existence of the Sith and Mandalorians. It was eating up the holonet and the public was eating it up as space!Chirp exploded with reactions from the fight.

The Jedi was relieved she arrived to the bar seeing the fight had just begun. She did not get as many glares as she entered the bar full of Mandalorians, it helped she was dressed in common attire and not the robes she sported as Grandmaster. Though she was still armored beneath the attire and carried her weapons at the waist, except for the saber which was hidden out of sight, and walked up to the bar to order an ale. Someone spoke about the Silent Badger and Arda guess that was the name of the Mandalorian who was fighting Darth Victress. For the GA leader, she had little doubt she wanted to see the Darth put in her place as memories of the woman touching her in her cell on Korriban still gave the Grandmaster a chill.

Grabbing her pint Arda set to see who else was present, her senses reaching outward, really only to expect to be answered by the loud cheers and grunts of Mandalorian warriors.

 

[Karath Gaath]

It felt strange, to describe it in a single word, to be back on Corellia under recent circumstances. Stranger still, though Karath was confident his casual attire was keeping him properly disguised, to find himself in a cantina packed to the rafters with Mandalorians, armoured and carousing as if this were the most ordinary place in the galaxy for them to do it. Stranger still to find... surely not, was that Master Arda?​

Well. There could definitely be worse drinking company to be found.​

"So what have we here," the Zabrak asked as he took a place beside the Grand Master at the bar and gestured to the holoscreens, "that's exciting enough to have the present company so raucous?"​

 

[Hugo Ion]

Dressed in his typical brown and tan outfit Hugo Ion accompanied by the Rodian explorer Shii beside him entered the bar. Beholding the sight before them Shii remarked dryly.

“First time I come to the Core and you take us to a bar to watch a death match.”

Grinning, the Duros veteran shrugged his shoulders. “Not to mention get hopelessly drunk as well. You’re welcome by the way dear.”

Shii snorted with amusement. “Don’t expect me to carry ya back to the ship when this is over.”

“Feel free to drag my blue hide back to the ship then.” He teased with an idiotic grin before being being punched in the left arm. Grunting and rubbing the Hugo chuckled. “Alright, alright jokes aside let’s go enjoy ourselves Shii. Trust me Mandos know how to party.”

Finally the Rodian smiled before nodding. With that the alien couple moved further into the bar’s interior. Much of the crowd was indeed Mandalorians watching their champion duel one of the Sith. The former Alliance leader doubted most anyone would recognize him now since many people especially human can’t tell from one Duros from the other.

Frankly he didn’t care. Hugo was only here watch the fight and spent time with his lover and hopefully to catch up with old comrades.

Geonosis huh? Well it has enough space for a fight. Hugo silently concluded before spotting Arda and with a Zabark. Happily waving at her, the blue humanoid alongside Shii headed toward her direction amidst the loud cheers for the ongoing duel. Once reaching the two Jedi, Hugo remarked to Arda.

“This kinda reminds me of that Nar Shadda party while back. Hope this proves just as entertaining.”

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[Zex Vric]

Well, the last thing the Nautolan thought he was going to see when entering a random bar to get a drink in the planet of Corellia was a group Mandalorians and GA in the same place, all watching the fight between Victress and Koil, but he didn't find that bad, he was getting into the bar to watch that fight anyways and it was better doing that in company.

So, Zex, still dressed as sharply as ever, walked towards Arda, being the only one he actually knew, having seen her last time during the nightmare that was Ithor "Well, the galaxy really is small, huh? Didn't expect to find my boss here! But I am not complaining" Zex said, a smile on his face and a happy tone.

After that, the Nautolan took a look at the other two GA members that were talking with Arda, greeted them, and then realized that one of them was Hugo kriffing Ion. His eyes widened in surprise, but so did his smile shortly after "Two of my bosses, actually, it's nice to finally meet you in person, sir!"

 

[Leandros Solus]

Armageddon and Purity of Purpose both sat in orbit over Corellia, refueling and replenishing its supplies before going out to spearhead another planetary invasion. Leandros, not feeling up to just sitting around on his flagship doing kriff-all, decided to head down planet side for a little rest and relaxation himself. Lily came along with him, the quiet girl riding on his shoulders as if he was a basilisk wherever he went, the two nearly inseparable. Bubbles came along as well, the trio being the last vestige of their dynasty. He wore his armor, of course, adorned with the myriad markings of his station. The prominent symbols, as well as the iconography of being Mand’alor, stood out in stark contrast to the matte black-red-and-grey of his armor.

His belt held his four trophy lightsabers, as well as his beskad and the holster for two blasters. Various grenades sat in their pouches as well, never forgotten, even though true battle was almost impossible on a Mandalorian fortress world. His gear rattled gently as it swayed with the movements of his body, clanking against his armor as he purposefully bounced with each step to bring some semblance of a smile to Lily’s face. He felt the girl giggle slightly, but she was otherwise quiet as usual.

The news reached him before he reached the bar, and, upon being told there were not one, but two Darths going up against veteran Mandalorians, he absolutely put everything aside to go watch. Leandros hurried to the bar that seemed fairly low-key and near the sea and walked in, ducking so Lily wouldn’t risk bonking her head on the top of the doorframe. As he strode in, he immediately recognized the armors of Sumas, Narir, Revy, and Parek, smiling gently beneath his helmet at the familiar sight. There were other non-Mandalorians there, and his eyes caught the somewhat-familiar face of the Jedi Grandmaster and Hugo Ion, the commander who earned a modicum of respect after the Nar Shaddaa celebration, but fled when his people needed him most. His smile went away, and he sighed, shaking his head. They’d let anyone in here these days.

Leandros walked up to the bar and set Lily down on a stool beside where he would sit and took a seat near Narir (@Phoenix), laughing to himself at some untold joke. ”Looks like they’ll let just any of these dregs in,” he said in accented Basic, tilting his helmet towards the Jedi but looking towards the Mandalorians. He held his hand up to get the bartender’s attention and ordered a tihaar for himself and a water for his daughter. ”And oh, I almost forgot,” he continued in Mando’a, rising from his stool.

He walked over to where Sumas (@KinkyPrawn) was seated and, rather than waiting like Revy seemed to be, he grabbed the back of the man’s armor and hauled him down towards the ground. The superior strength of the Mand’alor combined with the sudden swiftness and surprise with which is was done would surely floor the Zabrak. Leandros was not ignorant to the little customs of his people, and word traveled fast that Sumas had been put in his place at his rally. After he fell, the Mand’alor placed a heavy boot on his head and pressed down, chuckling. ”Put your helmet on, di’kut,” he said, jerking a thumb towards the Jedi and Hugo, ”There are dar’manda among us.”

With the little ritual complete, he returned to his stool and sat down, lifting his helmet up just enough to taste the throat-burning sensation of his tihaar, sighing contentedly. This was the first time he had relaxed since…

His mind stopped thinking about it and he turned his attention to the holos, watching the fight with interest. One Darth caused him to seethe with hate upon seeing, but he knew Koil was a consummate expert in the art of killing. The other Darth was little more than a prepubescent whelp, and if Drace had somehow managed to lose this, their people would forever mock his name.

This would certainly turn out to be a fun night, if people were willing to party.

 

[Brent Fury Drast]

Brent was already going strong by the time he came in through the doors. Some lovely friends he knew from back in the day were in town and he had to stop by and meet them. Corellia really was a hell of a place to run into old friends. However he knew he had to socialize with his work colleuges from time to time. "Why don't you network Brenton? It's important for you to start at some point." His father had told him. What a buzz kill. "But dad, I'm only nine." His father had just rolled his eyes like it was the lamest excuse for the child Brent to think of.

"The party has ARRIVED!" He bellowed from the front door. The female friend at his side saw the occupants of the bar they had just walked into. Her eyes went wide and began to rethink her nightly thrills. That resulted in Brent being dateless, again.

Sighing, Brent decided to just make his way to the bar and get himself a refreshing but equally intoxicating beverage. "So has Silent-But-Deadly won yet or has Darth Bitch-tress dragging it out?" The Kmnight asked nobody in particular. He looked as if he were just wearing normal clothes and his sidearms. As far as the mandalorians were concerned he was just a particularly handsome rebel.

When he got his beverage he made a head count of who was here. He recognized a couple of people. Mostly they were his comrades but he thought he knew one or two of the metal headed mandalorians. Which ones are the ladies? They don't wear armor like in the holo-games. They all look the same. Is that one a dude or a dudette? his green eyes stared a Cathar until he saw her turn enough for him to get a good enough look at her. Yuuuup. Cute cat girls. What a time to be alive. Brent stifled any further thoughts by focusing on just drinking.

Of course stifling anything from Brenton Flurry Fury Drast was doomed from the start. Brent saw a familiar face, not one he had met personally, but one he recognized. It was the big beautiful blue boulbous head of Bugo Bion...no wait...that's not right. Bugel Bunyon? No...Hue..Go...Eye awn. Sure, who gives a damn how its spelled if I only ever say it. The man pulled away from the bar and headed towards the Duro. "Hey Hugo! How's it going? Man...it feels like I haven't heard of you in like....months. Weird though since you've been gone like...years I guess. Anyways how's...stuff?" Also Leandros was somewhere in the bar doing stuff that was hardcore but Brent did not want his own swag to get cramped by the new Mand'alor. Dab
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