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Tor was now being harassed by yet another individual that he without a doubt guess was yet another person hired to be apart of this team this figure was putting together for a job he assumed was very large. Tor still believed he and Tony could handle any job, but the more people that kept arriving to this invite only social gathering did make him think about the volume of this mission. Tor wanted very badly to pummel the new arrival into spice, but he had to refrain from killing his new "partners" as Tony would put it. "Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur..." Tor said softly at Dazan, knowing he wasn't listening and not that he would understand what he was saying.

He turned his gaze back towards Sirka who was commenting on his culture. "I am as Mandokarla (epitome of being mando) as they get aruteii (outsider). Its also not arrogance if you can stand behind your words and if a Mando doesn't have honor than he is dar'manda (lost his heritage/soul/identity) until he can regain it. The kyr'tsad (death watch) are a prime example of being dar'manda." Tor said to the over grown lizard. Tor was huge on Mandalorian traditions and could easily be distracted when someone seems interested in his culture whether its genuine or a ploy. "The Mando'ade (sons and daughters of Mandalore) are always looking for those interested in our ways of life. However proving yourself encompasses more than how fierce you are in battle... but it is definitely a good place to start..." Tor said picking up on Sirka's hints for a tussle.
"A simple as that attitude is it what gets you killed on the battlefield." Tor grumbled as Tony decided for them that they would be taking the job. The walking giant lizard had to put his two sense in as well to Tor's annoyance. To make matters worse he insulted Tor's skills, and dared to say that he a Mando was afraid of anything other than maybe his ex-girlfriend. "Listen here you shabuir (jerk), no one ever outclasses a Mandalorian, especially not some lizard brain di'kut (idiot) such as yourself. I've killed gundarks with my own bare hands, have hunted and brought down some of the most dangerous criminals in this galaxy. I fear no creature, and no job. I just hate dealing with incompetent teammates." Tor said with an aggravated tone to his voice.

Tor would have shown this lizard some manners, but he didn't want things to get too crazy or get himself worked up over someone who isn't even worth his time. Whatever job this figure had in store for them Tor was more than confident he and Tony could pull off themselves, there hadn't been a job yet that they couldn't handle.
"Woah woah woah there you snuggie wearing osik (shit), when you request the great Tony and Tor to do a job for you, that's all you need. Me and Tony don't work with anyone else besides each other. Whatever job you need done we can handle it ourselves without other aruetiise (outsiders/foreigners) . It's a straight takisit (insult) to me and ner (my) vod (brother) that you would dare hire anyone else to tag along for this job." Tor said as he raised his voice at the robed figure. The Weequay took hostile stances as Tor became more threatening to their leader. However Tor wasn't too worried, he could turn them into ground Nerf meat if they dared to even attack him.

Tor focused on the leader, but on his HUD another figure was soon highlighted in yellow as he made his way onto the scene. It was a large reptilian looking creature. He had run into a few of them before, but the things species escaped his mind. Not that it made much difference to him. As long as it wasn't looking for a fight with he didn't what the hell it was, but his hunch told him that it was one of his and Tony's supposed team members. "I don't think there is much you can say to convince me to change my mind about not taking this job now, gar (you) chakaaryc (rotten) osik'ika (little shit)." Tor said with a heated tone in Mando'a, no doubt the figure would understand it, but he could pick up on the insult nonetheless. Now it was up to Tony to calm him down and rescue the conversation from Tor's Mandalorian stubbornness.
"I'd be insulted if you didn't let me go first." Tor said as he took the lead. They'd both been in plenty of bad situations when the "welcoming party" was less than welcoming. They found that letting him go first reduced those unwelcoming welcoming parties by almost half. Mandalorians were very well known as some of the Galaxy's greatest warriors, however many people had never seen one in person. So when Tor came walking down the ramp armored to the teeth most people had second thoughts about messing with the duo, and if they were too arrogant to listen to coming sense we went on a slaughtering spree of explosions, fire, and caused overall mayhem that ended in lots of bloody screaming and panicking. It was always a glorious site to see lesser foes crying in pain and realizing their own stupidity.

They reached the lowering ramp and Tor hit the button and the ship creaked as its hydraulics moved and extended the ramp. "Today is a good day for someone else to die." Tor said with a smile. It was something he said before every mission, for it was a Mando saying that he found particularly funny. He opened the lock on the blast door and it shot upward revealing the ramp and the bay. At the bottom there was a squad of Weequay waiting for them in a not threating stance. "Well the good news is, we won't get shot. Weequay couldn't hit the broadside of a Star Destroyer."
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It does look the way I wanted him to look, that's why I love it so much.

Also BEGIN THE TONY AND TOR BACK AND FORTH BANTER


the banty bant, of banting.
"Woah woah woah, weren't you the one to just tell me clients are clients? We common folk aren't allowed to be hypocrites, we leave all the hypocrisy to the politicians remember?" Tor said as he took his feet off the dash console. Admittedly Tony had, had his fair share of religious zealots and freaks come his way, usually with spears and force powers if he was really unlucky. He stood up as their ship slowly began making its way towards the docking bay. "Droids usually are a pain in the neck, especially assassin droids. Always trying to kill you and with no sense of humor, very unpleasant." Tor retorted as he headed towards their rooms. His was very Spartan, a simple bed, large open area for working out, simple desk for drawing up new schematics of vehicle designs, and an armory for a closet. He began grabbing missiles, darts, grenades, jetpack fuel, power cells, everything he needed to eliminate a small army. Tony relied on Tor to identify and possible threats and reduce them to a smoldering pile of ash and then some.

"After this job we'll need to make a stop at Mandalore for a few days, Mnada'lor is having a meeting with the clan chieftains and its a mandatory one. Face time only, no hologram sittings allowed. I'm sure you'll find yourself something to keep you occupied. Both Mandal Motors and Mandal Hypernautics, both leading edge companies on starships. No doubt you could do a little digging and find some new schematics to retrofit the ship with even more wires running down the corridors." Tor joked as he stepped out of his room and locked his helmet into place, waiting for the sound of the sucking to his neck seal. Space stations always made Tor nervous, the idea of getting sucked out a gaping hole into the void of space was unsettling to him. However with his suit and his jetpack he could survive a good half hour in need be in the vacuum of space.

"Now lets get down to business shall we?" Tor whirled his pistols before sliding them into their holsters.
"Tis true clients are clients, and money is money, and alive people become dead people! The cycle of life." Tor said as he finished welding the part he was working on and put his tools away. He grabbed his helmet and placed it on its holder on his lower back and headed for the repulsor lift. It took only a few minutes to make his way to the bridge through all of Tony's wires and circuits that were strewn about everywhere. The doors opened and he headed for his usual seat and propped his feet up on the dash and picked up his datapad and scanned over the news and possible new bounties in the area. Never hurt to make a little side money on the way to making a lot of money.

"Hey don't me making fun of my cooking, I make a mean Gundark Rangoon. I guess though you aren't accustomed to the hardcoreness of Mando'a culinary savoryness." Tor joked as he scanned Imperial channels for any news that might be relevant to the duo.
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Orite. Well if you look at mine I really just did appearance and skills.

Also look Caboose, he got an upgrade and looks even more bad ass than ever before!


I did the new look, fits the way you wanted him to look as opposed to the last one. Tor still looks as gunslinger as ever.
"You know how I really don't have a preference for clientele Tony? Well that is true for the most part, except when it comes to rich nosed snobs of the Corporate Sector. They always hire you to do some job, then they keep adding onto what that job includes and they always forget to leave out important details like they almost want you to fail. On top of that, in all my experiences I had to fight tooth and nail to collect my payment, because after promising me some large crazy amount they hire someone to take me out and it doesn't work and I have to gut them till they pay.... Very exhausting work when it comes to these snobs." Tor said over his headset as he continued to weld the metal plates onto his prototype TX-130T fighter tank that Tony and him had procured from the fungi jungles of Felucia during their last job.

The Nightfury was a large ship for two guys, and each usually kept to their own sections when things got slow or boring. Tony would usually be working on new upgrades for the ship or new encryption modules, while Tor was adding new toys to their arsenal of gear or counseling his clan on where they stood in Mandalorian politics. Besides when they hung out on the bridge, Tony and Tor didn't see much of each other while aboard the ship, each busy with working on something. Each had only known each other for a short time, but the brotherly bond they shared was stronger than beskar, but if Tor had learned anything from growing up in a large clan it was that brothers could quickly get at each others throats if they didn't time to indulge in their hobbies. "The only time I thought it was acceptable they hired someone to kill me was when I got the guys daughter pregnant on accident. It turned out to nothing more than a scare, but man that guy was pissed. Was killing bounty hunters everyday for at least two months."
Introducing the heavy muscle of the group...



Name: Tor Maximus

Age: 30

Race: Human

Skills:
Exceptional Pilot
-Skilled vehicle Mechanic (starship mechanics, standard maintenance only)
-fearless
-combat expert
-weapon specialist
-Ladies man
-survivalist
Weaknesses:
-Space battles
-Security systems
-Women
-Wanted by major crime lord(Tyber Zann)
-Mandalorian Honor and Heritage
-Poor stealth skills

Equipment:
-Mandalorian Super Commando Armor
-Helmet with rangefinder, HUD with thermal, night, and echo location.
-Merr-Sonn JT-12 jetpack
-2x WESTAR-34 blaster pistols-1x Blaster Caribe
-BlasTech Dur-24 wrist laser
-Czerka ZX miniature flame projector
-Velocity-7 dart shooter
-MM9 mini concussion rocket
-Type-12A anti-personnel rockets/ Type-12B gas capsules
-Wrist blades, grappling hook, boot spikes, electromagnetic gloves, crush gauntlets

-Born son of Mandalorian clan.
-Trained from young age to be a warrior and survivalist.
-Wanted to become the greatest bounty hunter like that of Manda'lor Jango.
-Bounty Hunter for Tyber Zann
-Hired to take out a smuggler who had double crossed Tyber Zann.
-Find smuggler and has him on the run only for fate to turn the tables and smuggler saves his life.
-Becomes partner with the smuggler and travels the galaxy together doing jobs with a specific skill set.
-Gets the call to go to a remote station within the corporate sector.
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