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Not just a post but....A MANLY POST

What we need to do is get in touch with a Hutt. One who is an ally to the Jedi, or enough so to send us on our way.
"Don't rush perfection alright?" Tor said as he opened his mouth and after a few seconds of manning up pulled a tooth out. Next he unscrewed his left pinky, he followed this up by lifting his right foot and looking at the heal where he flipped up a tiny compartment in his skin and pulled a tiny cylinder out. He placed the cylinder down the finger and then screwed the tooth on top. "You're lucky I EMP insulated all of this stuff, including my Jetpack." He said as he pressed the tooth like it was a button on a remote detonator. After a few seconds the small contraception made a beeping sound and Tor let out a sigh of relief. "In about a few minutes you are going to start hearing a lot of people screaming, because that Jetpack was a decoy. It was filled to the bring with hundreds of small explosive droids, that drill themselves into their targets by any means necessary, through armor and skin, and blow up. With the power out and it hard to see them, it is going to be fun..." Tor said as he walked out of the cell, took the cylinder out of his pinky finger. He then unscrewed his right middle finger and placed the cylinder in that one, placed the pinky finger underneath, placed the tooth at the end of the middle finger and a small trigger popped out of the pinky finger.

"These blaster only has ten shots, don't make break out the other one please..." Tor said jokingly. Tony knew Tor was resourceful, but probably never knew he was THIS resourceful. Tor definitely embodied the Mandalorian love for little tidbits of gadgets and devices. "Now let's move and find our gear."
I am most capable with a blaster, as is Deja. The Temple Guards were required to train with an assortment of weapons. If you wish to avoid getting caught up in our affairs, we take no offense. It is not the Jedi way to bring misfortune on others." Kraytan said to the Sector Ranger. Kraytan was glad to see that Master Sorni was alive, he still seemed to be in a wounded state, but he no doubt would recover and would be responsible perhaps with Master Vol'roch for the course of the Jedi Order, for they could have been all that was left of it. He liked Sorni's plan, it was filled with the wisdom of a Master. He still worried about going to Mandalore, the Mandalorians weren't usually very friendly to the Jedi since they had a bad past together.

"It sounds like an excellent plan Master Sorni. I believe Mandalore might be our best course of action, the Empire won't dare opening hostilies between it and the Mandalorians, too many conflicts would arise from it in the future. On another note, from what little tidbits of information my sister has given me over the past three years, it seems a number of the Mandalorian Trainers who trained the Republic Commandos, have an underground group. I believe Beskad and his clan are apart of its ranks. Their aim is to help clone deserters escape the Empire and to relocate them into normal and free lives. From this, it sounds like these guys know what they're doing, definitely in our best interest to seek their help." Deja said solidifying her idea to seek help from her sister's clan

Kraytan stood up and placed his hands behind his back. "Unless anyone else has any ideas, we should set a course for Nar Shaddaa. From there we will contact Jedi Knight Anje, and we'll see how things go from there. However there is still one matter to discuss. Some of the Padawans and initiates don't have masters of their own. They are the future of the Jedi and it is imperative that they continue to train and advance on the Jedi path. For this reason I suggest that what few knights that are here adopt a student of their own. While forming bonds is against the Jedi Code, I think in this special occasion it is dire. It is important we protect and nurture these younglings less the Jedi disappear forever."
I will post soon if I have to as well.
Tor kept his hands low, his fingers twitching to pull his blasters out of their holsters. He knew he could beat any man in a draw, but in this situation he would only hit maybe half of the men before they opened fire on the two of them, and even with his suit it wasn't going to end pretty. He also wouldn't be able to protect Tony from any shots that would go through his Sector armor a lot easier than his own. He slowly raised his hands and kept calm, "Alright alright, take it easy, don't want to let any of those blasters of yours to go off." Perhaps Tor had finally come to his senses that you couldn't shoot your way out of anything, however most unlikely, for in the past what Tor couldn't shoot up, he blew up. "Just remember Bothan what I said..." He said as he pulled a card from up his sleeve and tossed it on the ground watching it slide to the mans feet. It was a holo-playing card and it had the Mandalorian Symbol for Death on it. "We Mandalorian's worship war, and welcome death as a brother, so tell him I said hi when you get down there."

The Guards with their blasters held up came and grabbed Tor and Tony and shook them violently as they moved them along to the brig. They stripped them off all their gear and weapons, it killed Tor for them to get their grubby hands all over his gear, but he would soon have it back and teach them all a lesson they wouldn't forget. "Now I know I don't often have plans, mostly never, but when I have they have always worked. I mean I can count how many plans I've ever come up with on one hand, but they were all successful so that is like a 100% success rate and as result somewhere in that math that means this one will be a success as well!" Tor whispered to Tony as they were pushed down the hall towards the brig.
sweet! can't wait for the duo to be back in action!
I am still here, just been busy with school work.
Kraytan was doing better thanks to Alaric pulling the shrapnel out of his torso was recovering nicely with the help of the medical droid. He had however been very quiet for the past several days, still conflicted on what he should do. There was already a Jedi master in their presence and while he had given explicit orders from the Temple Master to ensure the Order's survival, he figured the others here wouldn't be too fond to listen to his orders based on a dead masters orders from the Jedi Order that was no longer alive. Too many orders almost to wrap his head around, however next to the master he believed that he did have enough say on what they should do given most of the others were padawans or initiates. He sat with Deja and the others and listened to Jacen as he explained their situation. A difficult one yes, but the galaxy was a big place with many places to hide. "Perhaps Mon Cala would be an ideal place to hide. It is a large ocean world filled with many crevices no doubt. The Mon Calamari are also allies of the Jedi and would be sure to help." Kraytan said giving his opinion on where they should go. He looked to the others for them to say something or to give their own ideas.

Deja sat quietly and was obviously nervous about something. This was a stressful time for all of them, but that wasn't what was bothering her. "While we decide where we should go for to help, we should contact my sister, Anje, she will be able to send help our way." She finally said releasing a large breath and feeling relieved.

"The Jedi Order is no more and is probably being hunted to extinction as we know it, are you sure that your sister is alive or that it would be wise to contact her if she is, lest we give her away?" Kraytan said raising an eyebrow behind his mask.

"She left the Jedi Order shortly before this horrible event to live with her clone lover on Mandalore. As far as I know there were no records of her leaving for Mandalore, so it is safe to assume she is alive. She is apart of clan Maximus and I'm sure she could plead with them to send some help to her close relative and her friends." Deja replied.

"Maximus... That sounds familiar... Beskad Maximus? Thee General Beskad Maximus' clan? He is a general in the Galactic Republic, now turned Galactic Empire. I think it unwise to contact your sister." Kraytan said opposed to the idea now. He had heard stories of Beskad's many victories and tactical genius, but he had no idea where his loyalties lied.

"He is a potential ally Kraytan. Mandalorians are very loyal to clan and family above all else, and it would be in our favor to gain the help of some of them." Deja retorted, they had few options and they needed all the help they could get.
I'm here as well, just went on a mission of great adventure to save my grades from plummeting down at school lol.
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