The Jedi Knight felt somewhat humbled by Nory's admonishment, but it also amused her. She sensed... a protectiveness from the younger Jedi. Before she could say anything, Linzi began to speak, grabbing her attention. The topic turned to her experiences in the war...<br/><br/>Merryn felt it as well. The memories were strong, leaving an impact on the young soldier's mind... The Jedi could feel it, even though they had just met. Merryn had seen people die- had killed people. Even those close to her... But this woman, this soldier, her experiences may have eclipsed them all. She got up and put her hand on the trooper's shoulder reassuringly, "We're in good hands, then."<br/><br/>They continued to talk for a while, mostly to assist the trooper in collecting all the information she needed to report to her superiors. By late afternoon, they had agreed it was best to retire and went their separate ways, even if the Jedi now only lived a stone's throw from one another.<br/><br/>Merryn went to sleep quite soundly, despite the fact that they hadn't been doing anything very trying. Perhaps it was just all the excitement of leaving the order catching up to her... (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243507.new#new)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Outside the apartments in the senate district, outside the sprawling city-planet, beyond the massive fleet of ships in an artificial ring around it... a single freighter emerged from hyperspace.<br/><br/>Within, a black and blue-haired woman at the helm began to flip switches and pull them into an automated descent. The man at her side, human as well, clean-shaven with a scar across his temple, left his seat and went down the hall, towards the cargo bay with an observation window providing a view of the fleet arrayed before them. Along the wall were racks for armor, including an impressive crimson and orange suit- with a deep red cape. It was unmistakably Mandalorian, though it bore a unique design. Standing before it was an alien, over two meters tall. He was facing away from the door and did not move as the human entered.<br/><br/>"[Major.]" The man said in a foreign tongue, "[Should we... hide the armor?]" It was more of a suggestion than a question.<br/><br/>"[No.]" The alien replied, barely turning his head, "[There's a trillion people down there... Too many coming and going. Just steer clear of the fleet.]" The man was about to utter his compliance, when the alien interrupted again, "[-and no more Mandalorian.]"<br/><br/>The human haltingly nodded, "Yes." He said in a thick accent, "Very well."<br/><br/>The alien folded his hands behind his back, carefully scrutinizing the armor for imperfections as they drifted past the massive host of warships.<br/><br/><hr/>