Kapitel 22: Chapter 17
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Month 8
Coruscant, Mandalore Tower
Tal Merrik
What game is she playing? Last night was... Well, it could have gone better. I had to deal with the announcement of a breakaway state from the ruling government of the Mandalorian Sector, which was not something I wanted to deal with.
I was likely going to have a talk with the Chancellor about this at some point if the situation kept getting worse, which is something I'd rather not do. If only the government was a bit stronger, then that upstart wouldn't dare pull something like this. Hopefully, Satine could deal with it but her limp-wristed pacifism was going to be the end of the Mandalore sector. It's more likely that Vizsla would have to step in instead. If his group took out the Silver faction without announcing themselves as Deathwatch, but did so later, it would gain a lot of favor with Mandalorians who are still on the fence.
My day was already full dealing with the insanity that was this farce of a CEO trying to take over the Mandalorian sector and now I had to deal with the little representative Kryze. Looking down at the paperwork again I asked, "You wish to take a sabbatical?" trying to confirm exactly what was going on.
The blonde-haired girl and her trademarked typical green dress sat in front of me in a comfortable chair I had for such meetings in my personal office. Outside the window of my office the traffic passed leisurely casting shadows into the richly decorated room in the midday sun.
"Yes Senator Merrik, I have decided to proceed with your offer of taking some time off after that whole fiasco last month." She said it with a smile that was uniquely 'her'. As if this was a simple request and not some sort of play.
I am not a blind man, I could see the connection. She denied leaving Coruscant when things were running fine in the Mandalore sector but the moment this White Silver decided to declare independence, all of a sudden she wanted to go back to the sector, because of the embarrassment of winning a fight against street thugs? A likely story, yes? No, no she was being called back by Satine and was probably going to be her chosen envoy to run around the sector to try and prevent individual planets from joining White Silver.
On one hand, this would be good for sector stability, as this White Silver fellow was not part of any plans for the sector's future and I would rather he met failure than success. On the other hand, allowing her to go running off to meet and greet the political blocs of every planet in the sector would surely further her plans to no doubt replace me in my position in the Senate. So the question is, am I willing to let a short-term good endanger the long-term stability of my role in the Senate?
Thankfully, Count Dooku's latest political speech had quite an impact on the Republic. That alone has already resulted in over a dozen sectors pulling out of the Republic to join this newly forming Confederacy. My time in the Senate would probably be cut short anyways, as soon as the successful coup took place, and I doubted Vizsla would keep this child around with her connections to Satine. She'd likely be banished outside the sector just for being politically connected to the Pacifists and the senatorial seats, which would be transferred to the Confederacy, would remain in my hands.
Sighing, I filled my name out on the sheet and said, "You chose a remarkably bad time to put in a request like this. I imagine the sector is going to be set alight with that whole Silver Codex situation coming to fruition. Always knew that thing was going to be a problem." Shaking my head I continued, "What planets are you planning to visit exactly?"
"Nothing too strenuous, I want to stay as far away from the current situation with the Silver Codex as I can, I will probably be visiting Concordia, Harswee, Jakelia, and then finally Ordo. All in all, it should take a month to visit all those planets, maybe make a few stops along the way depending on what travel arrangements I end up making."
I nodded, noting that all those planets were more in the southern edge of the core of the Mandalore sector. Gargon was closer to the Hydian Way but also further to the north so theoretically she would be safe from any direct attacks if the White Silver decided to play any assassination games. Unfortunate opportunity lost, if she was a little bit closer I might have leaked her itinerary to Dooku. Still might… yeah he did take some interest in possibly removing her and I was not going to say no to a political rival being knocked off the board. But looking at the schedule, accounting for the weeks of travel she would be doing back in the Mandalore Sector and the weeks needed to travel back, I'd be free of her till almost to the end of the year. Actually, that wasn't a bad idea.
Nodding my head I looked up at the young representative and said, "Well…try not to get into any trouble during the trip. Though things are fairly quiet in the Senate, if you wanted to stay in the Mandalore Sector till the start of next year, to visit with your family on Mandalore, that would be fine. I can handle the negotiations with the Ithorians while you're away."
Tanya nodded her head and seemed to understand my implication and said, "That sounds quite reasonable, yes I think I will avail myself of a little bit of a longer trip than originally planned for. Make the final stop at Mandalore before returning to Coruscant."
Smiling, I handed back her datapad and said, "Enjoy your vacation Tanya and tell Satine that I stand with her on any decisions she makes with this Silver Codex tomfoolery."
She nodded her head and said, "I will do so, see you when I return in the new year Senator Merrik." before she stood up from her seat to leave.
"See you in the new year Tanya." I said with a pleasant smile, hoping that I would not.
Coruscant Spaceport, Private Dockyard
Struc Ordack
"Well isn't this just a cozy ship." I said, looking at the familiar sight of a Lancer pursuit craft. The Lancer was a 34m long vessel, and about that wide as well with the main body in the shape of a saucer. From the sides poked two engine assemblies, as well as a third from the rear and a pilot's compartment protruding out of the front.
From the military-grade variants I had served on, I'd expected two forward-mounted laser cannons to either side of the pilot's compartment. It looked like this particular model, being made for civilians, only had the dorsal-mounted cannon. No doubt the tractor beam that was also a favorite of the military variants was also missing. This one didn't have much of a paint job, the burnished iron color with a few silver streaks being the only thing of note.
Skota was standing next to me shaking her head, "I would have thought the princess would have waited for the Coronet or maybe even taken regular transport back to the Mandalore sector. Buying her own ship seems a bit excessive. Where'd she even get the money for this?"
"Proper investments." came the voice of X4, who was coming up the gangway towards the dock where we had found the ship. He was carrying a suitcase most likely full of Tanya's possessions. Before any of us could ask what he meant X4 continued. "And knowing who to speak to, the manager of the local branch of Mandel Motors currently had three of these modified Lancer Pursuit Craft for show and was selling them individually at around 120,000 credits each. However, a discount for royalty of 20% with a bulk deal brought down the price to 200,000 credits for all three of them."
I looked at X4 and asked the question I'm sure all of the Royal Guard on the dockyard was thinking at that exact moment. "Multiple? As in, she owns how many of these now?"
"Three," Tanya said interrupting X4 and she and her handmaiden walked across the landing area towards us. "I technically own three of these. I would have only bought one but X4 convinced me that having a couple extra would be beneficial for the mission."
"What mission?" I asked, narrowing my eyes, glad that I had my helmet off otherwise they wouldn't have seen it.
"Need to know as of right now, we can talk once we are inside the ship." She said matter of factly, walking past us into the vessel which lowered the ramp as she pressed a button on her vambrace.
Looking to the other Royal Guards I saw them all shrugging in confusion before I led the way on board the ship.
The interior of the ship was rather sleek, though I noted that there seemed to be a larger cargo space than the military variant I'd served on. As soon as we were aboard Tanya pressed a few buttons and the door started to close. She then said, "X4 please show them the rooms we will be staying in."
The droid nodded before pointing to a door. "Through that doorway is a Passageway that leads to two bunk rooms, one with two beds and the other with four the Royal Guard can use. ." He pointed toward the front of the ship and said, "The pilot's cabin and the captain's cabin would of course be the room for Mistress Tanya and her Handmaiden, past that is the cockpit. Captain Stuc you're rated for flight I believe, correct?"
I nodded, "We'll have to go up there later to let you familiarize yourself with the controls." X4 commented before continuing, "it's a two-person gunship style seating arrangement."
I simply nodded. X4 turned to point to the door opposite the crew area, "Through there is the common area and galley." and pointing towards the back of the ship indicated the cargo area we came through. "In case of emergency, the escape pods are near the front of the ship by the pilot's area"
As soon as X4 was done, Tanya spoke up, "Now that everyone's familiarized with where everything is, get yourself settled in. Captain Struc, see about getting us on our way to the Mandalore Sector and at 1600 hrs we will hold a meeting to discuss the mission."
Part of me wanted to ask what mission since as far as I was aware this was a simple transport mission back to the Mandalore Sector but the other part of me, the part that kept me alive during the Civil War, noticed that the princess said she was going to do it at 1600 hrs. Strange that she dropped into military time for this, it wasn't like she had spent any time there.
"Understood," I shook my head and looked to the other Royal guards before saying, "Tabi, Ordo, Kastel, and Mok you're getting the room with four beds. Skota and I will take the room with two. As for the piloting situation, I'll be up at the front of the ship and since I have the opportunity might as well give you all a little bit of flight training in case an emergency happens. Let's start with Mok." I said looking towards the slicer.
I got a chorus of 'yes sirs' before everyone started to move about. I followed Tanya and the handmaiden towards the front of the ship before they sealed themselves off in the captain's quarters to have some sort of privacy. I finished walking to the front of the ship and found the droid had not been lying. The seats were still in a gunship configuration which was at least something familiar. Taking the pilot seat, I had Mok take the copilot seat and negotiated with Coruscant Port Authority to get our ship permission to leave the planet.
It wasn't a long conversation and we were soon in the air heading through the atmosphere. A few negotiations with traffic control later and we were in space. I did enjoy the handling of the vessel, she was rather fast for her size and maneuverable. The three-engine placement allowed the ship to turn on a dime.In theory, I couldn't actually test it without shaking everybody about inside, and when you're transporting royalty that's not really the smartest move.
Once I had the ship on course and set her to hyperspace, I stretched back and got up from my seat heading back to the area with Mok following behind me. I saw most of the Royal Guard were sitting on a bench or the dining table and someone apparently had access to the holo-net as they were watching some of the Silver Ranger show on a panel at the side of the room.
Checking my vambrace, I saw we were only about 5 minutes from Tanya's meeting time so I asked the obvious question. "Anyone else think that this is really suspicious?" Immediately all five hands of the royal guards in front of me went up in the air.
"That's about what I figured, any ideas what's going on?" I asked while taking a seat at the table.
"No idea," Tabby said matter of factly, "all I know is that there is a bit of trouble starting in the Mandalorian Sector and all the sudden she wants to go home."
"What kind of trouble?" Ordo asked, looking up from his book.
"The 2nd Mando Civil War kind, that Silver Codex writer finally made an appearance and declared himself independent from the Mandalorian Sector and is, you know, stirring the pot," Skota said from where she sat matter of factly.
"Still can't believe that the Silver Codex was written by that guy. The man was a slave driver during the bombardment of Keldabe. There's no way he'd be all for the personal freedoms that were implied in the first codex." Mok said, matter of factly.
"A slave driver to one is a hero to another," Kastel said, "lot of Old Mandalorians think if you served in the defense of Keldabe during that siege, you were doing the right thing even if you pulled crap like explosive collars on your workers."
"Was that ever confirmed? I heard that was more of a legend." The slicer asked out of curiosity.
"It cannot be confirmed or denied because the factory blew up. There wasn't even an attempt to excavate it thoroughly to discover if it was true or not. A lot of the leadership of Keldabe stayed in place well into New Mandalorian control so if there was any evidence it was all destroyed through the rebuilding efforts or outright paid to be destroyed by Mr. CEO-turned-demagogue-leader." I answered.
"Smart move on his part, publishing that codex the way he did before he revealed himself allowed people to become comfortable with his ideas," Kastel said matter of factly, shaking his head.
"And this is why you don't build your ideology off of things you read online from anonymous people. You end up with a situation where you've built your worldview around the teachings of a man who's probably going to lead the sector into a civil war if he is allowed to run rampant." Skota, being the voice of reason in the group, said what needed to be said.
"Then it is fortunate that he didn't write it." Tanya's voice broke up our conversation and I turned around to face her. Of all the things I expected to see her wearing, full Mandalorian armor with her helmet under her arm and her handmaiden just behind her in her own armor would be the last thing on the list.
Stepping into the room she put her helmet on the table before standing before us. "The CEO of Mandal Hypernautics did not write the Silver Codex. I did."
There was a moment's pause as everyone took that in before Tabi laughed. "You're joking, right? Whoever wrote the Silver Codex couldn't have been a New Mandalorian, you're always doing whatever Satine says."
"Do I look like I'm joking? But yes, I always do whatever Duchess Satine says." Tanya said, looking at Tabi, leaving the implied implications of that statement for him to finally puzzle out.
"The Silver Codex is state-sponsored?" I asked, surprised by this turn of events.
"No, not state-sponsored per se, state accepted would be a better term," Tanya said, shaking her head. "I wanted to create a Middle-of-the-Road option to try and draw people who were annoyed with the New Mandalorians and also appeal to New Mandalorians who wanted to experience some of what the Old Mandalorians were talking about. A way to encourage peace as it were, as well as open up economic opportunities. Unfortunately, I didn't suspect that a corporate-minded CEO would use this as an opportunity to create a splinter state and attempt to usurp New Mandalorian rule. That one is on me, which is why I have to do something to discredit this False Silver before he sparks another Mandalorian Civil War."
"You're not going on vacation, you're going to Gargon," Ordo said it first, but all of us were thinking it.
"Yes, that would be the correct assumption in this situation," Tanya said with a shrug. "I cannot allow this False Silver to destroy the work I've created with the Silver Codex. It took me several years to create a document that would stimulate discussion without causing a civil war and this man is doing everything in his power to ruin all those years of work."
"Alright," I said standing up, "so let me see if I understand the situation correctly, we are going to be going to Gargon so you can get killed by an unknown number of Mandalorians who have pledged themselves to a document you created and ended up on the wrong side of an ideological civil war between the actual creator and a false prophet as it were."
"I hate the fact you used the word, 'prophet' but yes we are going to Gargon, mostly to find some way to bring down the CEO before he can plunge the sector into war. But no, I will not be dying as I plan on living until retirement."
I shook my head at that, "I've seen you fight, I'll admit you're pretty good but this will be against trained Mandalorian warriors, people who have spent their lives fighting. I don't know how well you've been trained but I don't think you can take on those warriors, you might be able to take on the CEO himself, as I doubt he's trained as well as he could have while running a major corporation."
"Captain Struc, would you say that those Gargon Manadalorian's training is up to your Royal Guard standards?" Tanya asked, looking directly at me.
"No, not to my standards anyway." Mostly because I regarded us to be some of the highest trained Mandalorians in the sector.
"So if I were to train to meet your standards, do you think I would have a chance?" She said with a smile.
I crossed my arms, not liking where this conversation is going before saying, "Theoretically yes, though I don't like what you are implying there."
"I mean the implications are quite simple. If I meet your standards of training, would not the chances of successfully bringing down False Silver increase."
I sigh and shake my head. "Yes, but here's a question that I'm more interested in. Does the Duchess know that you've made it your mission to stop this False Silver?"
"Theoretically no, and for the simple reason, this operation cannot be seen as being directed by the Duchess. Any attack from the Duchess will be used by False Silver to increase his notoriety and bring the sector closer to civil war. If the real White Silver makes an appearance though, it destroys their efforts to raise an army to fight for the Mandalore Sector. That would be preferable as the real White Silver can then disappear again back into anonymity."
"Alright, I'm starting to see the general idea of your plan here," I said, leaning back on the table. "I'll run through the few flaws I see and you can try and answer them as we go. Once we enter the Mandalorian Sector, you have to be in certain places and no doubt people will know if you don't show up in this ship… the multiple ships that's why you bought multiple ships."
"Correct," Tanya said matter of factly, "the two other ships are under control of crews X4 hired. X4?" She looked at the droid who walked into the room.
"Light Cargo Ships 2 and 3 will be picking up a cargo of Mandalorian goods on each planet that Mistress was meant to land on before returning to Coruscant. I'll have to adjust their schedules as necessary but they should serve as proper decoys."
"Not only that, Vai and two Royal Guards of your choosing can be on board one of those cargo ships making various appearances in very public places so people assume I am where I'm supposed to be."
"Sounds like you need more handmaidens," I uttered, noting that would decrease the forces at her disposal by three warriors.
"Something I'll take note of in the future and will rectify." The princess explained with a shrug.
"Okay then so you have decoys out so people don't know where you are, this I can understand. Your armor though is fairly distinctive and Royal Guard armor is really distinctive. How are we going to handle that?"
"I have contacted an armorer by the name of Zum and explained a portion of the situation." He's going to meet us on Concordia and supply us with sets of armor so we don't stand out in ways we don't want to."
"So you've got your alibi and how you're going to fight incognito figured out. Do we have any contacts on Gargon that can support us?." Holding out my hand I listed each point with a finger.
"Bo Katan is currently in Gargon and she has some contacts with the local factions. Hopefully, with her aid, we can expand our forces and make this operation more of an even fight."
I let my finger up. "Anyone else have something to point out here?" I asked hoping someone would come up with a better way to stop this mission from happening because frankly she had thought out quite a bit and the fact she was willing to undergo training to increase her chances of pulling it off spoke quite well for her.
Everyone was apparently in too much shock about the reveal of White Silver's true identity so no one said anything relevant to stopping this insanity. Tabi on the other hand had a question. "So you named yourself White Silver because you have a crush on the Silver Ranger right?"
I had to let out a smirk as the princess's face went red and flustered a bit. "I will have you know I worked very hard on selecting that name and it was not chosen for some crush. White is symbolic of purity, silver is symbolic of redemption, it means pure redemption."
"Wait, really? that's how you chose the name?" Tabby said with a laugh, "Also, did anyone else notice she did not deny the crush?"
That got an exhale out of me as most of the room was on the verge of hysterics and Tanya just looked, well she looked annoyed.
So I thought I would sidestep the issue of having to rescue Tabi from getting shoved out the airlock by saying "Alright here's the deal. We will train you up to Royal Guard standard, if you can't meet that standard we're going to tell Duchess Satine all about your little plot to go run off and get killed to prevent a civil war. If you can meet that standard we'll keep our traps shut on the subject unless we're asked directly by Duchess Satine if we were involved. An acceptable deal Princess Kryze?"
Tanya turned and nodded, "Quite acceptable, Captain."
"Alright then," I said whilst getting up, "Let's get started. We have a long flight ahead of us and no time like the present to start your training. Skota, you're our ref and medic, if it looks like someone is going to die, you have authority to end the spar." I may have been a little brutal with my explanation of what was about to happen in the hopes I could scare her off at the last moment but she simply smiled and said, "Right this way." and started towards the door.
Eventually, everyone was in the Lancer's cargo hold, the spectators seated on a few crates or leaning against them. Tanya and I were in our armor at the center of the hold, which had been cleared of cargo beforehand, creating a pseudo sparring circle. "The first test will be on your skills in hand-to-hand combat. No weapons, we rely only on our armor and our skills. The longer you can stay standing, the more chances you have to impress me. If you impress me you will pass this test."
Tanya merely nodded and entered a fighting stance, left arm and leg forward, right leg back with her toes pointed to the side, and her right hand in a fist by her hip. I followed suit with my own fighting stance, my left foot slightly forward, my right foot slightly behind me to provide a stable footing, and both arms raised, ready to attack or defend whatever Tanya decided to throw at me. I sent a nod for Skota to begin the spar.
"In 3, 2, 1, Fight."
Instead of both of us rushing in to pummel each other, we both slowly move closer inch by inch. Just before our hands touch each other, I grab her left wrist with my right hand and push it up and away from her torso. In retaliation, Tanya launches her right fist for a body shot, which I grab hold of with my left hand. With both of her arms trapped, I pull her closer and deliver a rising knee to her abdomen, then release her left hand to deliver an elbow drop to her back, and finish the combo with a left roundhouse kick to her side.
The kick pushes Tanya to the ground and I pursue immediately for follow-up attacks. Tanya uses the momentum of the kick to roll into an upright position, just in time to deflect my roundhouse kick away. I quickly plant the leg that I had just used for the roundhouse kick, to the floor and pivot for a spinning hook kick. Tanya gives my leg a simple push so my kick passes above her head, after which Tanya closes the distance so she could launch her own blows.
That second kick served two purposes, it kept Tanya distracted from striking me when my back was turned as well as spinning me around so that I am now facing her and ready to deflect any attack with my hands. Several probing punches and jabs are deflected or blocked before I begin my counterattack. I twist my torso to the side, so that Tanya's right straight deflects off my armor. Before Tanya can retract her arm, I grab her wrist with my right arm and pull her forward, unbalancing her. A rising knee to her gut stuns her long enough for me to put her in a chokehold. There is just enough space between the helmet and breastplate to squeeze an arm around her neck.
Tanya struggled to free herself, I merely leaned back so my arm lifted her off the ground so she couldn't get any leverage. Tanya quickly changed tactics and started to elbow my stomach in the hopes of loosening my hold. While my arm stayed tight around her neck, the elbow strikes forced my torso to lean forwards. With contact to the ground reestablished, Tanya quickly wrapped her hands around the back of my helmet before pulling it over her shoulder so that she could jump up and knee my helmet. Tanya put her weight onto my neck which pulled my head lower so that she could hit my helmet again with another knee strike before removing herself from my hold. She immediately took advantage of her freedom to kick my right knee, causing me to kneel before delivering a third blow with her knee to my helmet, which put me on my back.
My instincts screamed to get away from the ground, horrible things happen to those that lay on the ground in a hand-to-hand fight. I let my instincts guide me and rolled to the side, avoiding Tanya's incoming stomp. From there, I quickly stood up and continued to block and parry attacks, waiting for the right opening to turn the tide. That opportunity came when Tanya tried a roundhouse kick of her own. I quickly moved forward and intercepted her kick by blocking it with both of my forearms before wrapping my left arm around her leg. With her leg trapped, I hooked her other one with my right leg. With both of her legs in the air, Tanya's back is inevitably slammed into the floor. Before she could move, I dropped my knee into her chest to pin her and landed a straight punch to her helmet.
"Alright, that is enough." Skota signaled the end of the spar before she walked up towards Tanya to inspect her condition. She gently removed Tanya's helmet and activated a flashlight to check for a concussion. I stood back and waited while Skota examined Tanya for any long-lasting injuries.
"Well, she'll be dizzy for a couple of hours but the helmet's padding help absorb most of the impact. But getting slammed to the ground is going to cause her brain to bounce around inside her skull, that final punch to her face did not help. I'll also need to check you for injuries too, getting kneed in the head is not conducive to your health and well-being."
I simply nodded and removed my helmet so that Skota could inspect it. While Skota was checking for signs of a concussion, I watched as Vizla and Ordo helped Tanya up to take a seat on a nearby crate. It looked like the princess was lucid enough to know that she lost as her face was furrowed with frustration and intense concentration as she attempted to think up a new plan.
"Need I remind you that the goal isn't to win? The goal is to impress me," I see her eyes widen in shock as I continue my verdict. "and you certainly lasted much longer than I thought, even landed several good hits. For now, you passed my standard for hand-to-hand combat. Tomorrow we'll test your physical conditioning so better get as much rest as you can before then."
"Thank you, Captain Struc. I won't let you down." With a nod Tanya made her way to the room with Vizla lending her shoulder for support.
Once the door to the cargo hold was shut, I looked toward my fellow guards as they stayed behind. "Something on all of your minds?"
Mok was the first to respond, "Are you sure this is a good idea boss?"
"Not really, no." Came my immediate reply. "The right thing to do would be to call Duchess Satine right now and tell her what Tanya is planning. But with the fate of our sector at stake, we can't afford to throw away a plan that could work in defusing the situation before a civil war broke out."
Skota chimed in, "You are putting the fate of the sector into the hands of a teenage girl."
"A teenage girl who could go toe-to-toe with me, and you all know from experience that is no easy feat." I saw Ordo and Tabi cringe at the memory of the beat down I had given them under the guise of extra melee training after the clubbing incident.
"I believe that she can do it." Ordo spoke for the first time since arriving at the cargo hold. "I've been Tanya's friend for several years now, I know what she is capable of when she puts her mind to it."
"No signs of head trauma, but just to be safe I'll check up on you again in a few hours." Skota delivered her assessment as she tucked away her flashlight.
"Thanks, Doc."
"If you really want to thank me, don't get any injuries that require an operating room for me to fix."
"I'll be sure not to cause permanent damage," I replied.
"That's probably the best I'm going to get."
I then turn my attention to the rest of the guards that stayed in the cargo hold. "So while we are all here, just in case Lady Kryze proves herself, who's going to be Vizla's escort while the rest of us are in Gargon."
Tabi raised his hands, "I volunteer, after Concordia, they are going to Harswee and a local would help a lot in maintaining the ruse so that we don't have to need a local guide."
"Good idea, anyone else wanna volunteer?"
"I'll go, Lady Kryze is going to need your fighting skills, Skota's medical skills, and Mok's slicing skills on Gargon. Plus having 2 rookies to protect Vizla might not be enough in case there is a kidnapping attempt or something." Kastel said from his seat at the back.
"That settles that then, if there is nothing else I'm going to sleep off this headache."
After accepting their farewells and goodnights, I exited the cargo hold to head to my room and laid down on my bed. The fact that Tanya could have won that spar if she didn't make a few mistakes was a surprise. I knew that she was trained by a 'defense instructor' but what Tanya did is not something you can teach, especially when the New Mandalorian philosophy is the main philosophy governing the sector. No, that was talent and finely honed instinct. Not fine enough to beat a veteran but with the right training, she'll be a force to be reckoned with.
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