Topic: The Six Actions | Becoming A Mandalorian's Mate

ElleEvans

Date: 2008-11-14 20:43 EST
One, two, three?. All in succession, right at the chest, it was in order to cause her death. Some would say it was cold. It was dastardly move against one you ?love? and not one to save their being. Yet, they didn?t know the situation, didn?t understand what was at stake. How could they? Yet when you?re the one being pulled in the arms of your murderer and comforted? It puts to light the situation.

They were going to take her away. Take her to be questioned, interrogated, and tortured. This was war, not a walk in the park. The Tagress were going to see to it that she was captured, taken in, but Sev wasn?t going to let them. One, two, three? That?s all it took, plus a few more here and there, but the shots that counted? was from his weapon. The last thing she saw was him, was looking into his eyes, was speaking with him about what to do to get her out of there. He chose death.

She was forced on her back as he aimed his pistol at him. In three pulls of the trigger she was gone. The sensation of death was lived in that moment. Faces were all around her, speaking to her as if they knew what was coming, but still her soul clung to her body. It wasn?t going to go into her Mother?s Tear that easily. Even death couldn?t take her from her body. You couldn?t live without your Mother?s Tear, it is the strongest bond your soul has other than your mate.

Yet, to admit you were dead, meant that the Tear could take you forever and claim you. Was she willing to do that? No. She still had work to do. Her goal was set, she was more than determined; she was going to stay alive.

Just like that she felt a surge rush through her corpse; her soul was suddenly locked into place. Her figure jerked awake and the pain tore through her body. For moments she was still bleeding, but they managed to heal her with their technology. Her eyes immediately sought out his, but what she found was an emotionless helmet staring towards her.

Was he thinking what she was? Was he thinking of what was happening between them or was he thinking about what he would do to make sure it never happened again? None the less, the fact that she was dead would have to be handled. Word would be given to her commander Draga Klay, and for safety?s sake, they would play as her dead. The last thing they needed was the Tagress calling the Alorians the Verispar: Alien Undead.

Still, they had steps to take now. Her and Sev had things to look forwards to. So while she waited for him to return from duty to his center, his peace, and his home, she would focus. The chance to be his mate meant she had to take on duties. The Six Actions.

Wear Armor. Sev was making her armor. Mate and have Mandalorian raised children. Duh, that was a given if there ever was a given. Speak the Language of Mando. Exhibit A of keeping herself busy while she was on lock down, learning Mando 101 basics. Defend yourself and your families. Well she?d willingly die for Sev?s safety again, she was sure that her death that day was more to keep him and the others safe as well as herself. Rally to the Mandalore?s cause when called. Easy enough. Okay, so she could do those things if it meant being with Sev.

Yet, now she was bored. Completely bored. Elle missed her rifle? She was beginning to wonder again just how long she would have to wait for the day she could be counted as Sev?s mate. So for now she was waiting for the ticking of time to stop and for Sev to gain Kailos? approval. But that would require Elle proving she could follow the Mandalorian?s Six Actions. Elle had her fingers crossed.

Sev

Date: 2008-11-14 21:29 EST
"This is it, I'm done, you've lost touch of what it means to be a Mandalorian, I want no more of this, you've turned us into petty mercenaries."That was the message Sev sent to Kailos Ordo as he reached the entrance to his hidden home under the Arena, a wall panel opened and a display screen as well as a palm reader shot out to meet him.

Sev took off his glove and placed his hand on the palm reader, a faint light flickered and then the palm reader retracted into the wall and a needle with a tray under it shot out, pricked his finger and took a tiny drop of his blood to confirm DNA. A retenal scanner opened out of the wall and he took his helmet off after replacing his glove on his hand. It scanned his cold gray blue eyes and then retraced, and finally a sonic imprint sensor opened up and waited for voice identification. "Sintev Ordo" Sev spoke into the sensor, and thought to himself, I'll have to change that now. A cool crisp female voice sounded back. "Welcome home Sev." The voice said as the wall panel closed and the wall to his left opened up to a durasteel door of about twenty feet thickness, that opened as well to an energy barrier which died as he approached, then reactivated after her passed it, the stone wall closed and so did the durasteel one. Sev was closed off from the outside world, locked away in his cool, crisp, sleek, and modernized home.

He waited for several moments where he stood then walked down the long hallway that led to the living area, and took a sharp right to the staircase, up he went, and then a left to cross the catwalk. Sev walked with a calm and smooth step, but his anxiety was there, well hidden, but there. He stepped through the metal door and into the command deck, several computers flashed to life upon his entry, displaying information and news, but he ignored them for now.

Sev walked through the command deck, he wondered just what he would tell her as he walked into their bedroom and he stood silently as he waited to be acknowledged, regretting that he hadn't put his helmet back on yet, it was too late, she would think it odd if he did now.