Kamda

"Hearing the tale of your exploits and victories will be an honor," he said, a smile as he turned to the side so that he might walk with her inward further. Among the many rooms. Chief, most notable and beautiful, was the space that would one day be the training yard. Above a once-glass skylight let...

Too much in his own head, the headbutt came at him without even an iota of awareness before it hit. Surprised more than hurt, though it still hurt as two foreheads meeting does, he stumbled a bit, chuckled and then just, "Clears the mind," he said in turn. Coming back to his senses. Praxton nodded, ...

"I must.. think.." he said, trying to parse the thoughts he was having. "I had thought this meeting would go down differently. Certain I am of what I know. Caring for you, Raven Cadera, I believe is true but how.. I do not know what form it takes. What I know is that you will become one of the great...

"I am not afraid I will be hurt again," he said, looking to her. "I fear for how I might limit you, Raven Cadera. You are mature, grown. A rightful warrior and woman in her own right. Yet, you are young. You have much time to develop who you are yet. What you deserve is one who would grow with you, ...

Praxton looked down, solemn at the passing of the thought. He would share words for the one who passed on, but later when it was appropriate. For now, he re-focused on the living. "I cannot claim they were unwelcome," he replied, after some thought. "Nor can I allow you to speak of yourself in such ...

"I.." he sighed, fidgeted. "Not that your feelings don't matter," he almost spilled over the words when he finally found them. A strange sight given his usual demeanor. "I invited you out here because I believe in you. With your message I felt it was important to try to explain.. I felt I could only...

"It wasn't stupid," he said, burying his hands into his pockets. Pulling them back out, "Your feelings, they are understandable. Though.." he paused, thought for the right words. "You are young, Raven Cadera. Before even twenty galactic standard," he sighed, shifted his weight. "I am.. quite a bit o...

"I accepted it knowing my brother," he said, holding himself steady a moment. Second guessing the movement before he made it, not sure what to do after that. "You have nothing to apologize for Raven. My choice, my consequence. It wasn't much trouble. Though I regret being separated from you all when...

"I did," he confirmed. Walking over to the tent and putting the towel down over the chair that was holding his helmet.

"Before even my brother I thought you might like to appraise our new home. Soon this enclave, remote and accessible, will grant our people the ability to grow," he said.

Inside it was fairly spartan, comfortable to a Mandalorian.

"Looking for something?" his voice came from deeper within the building. Throwing a towel of his shoulder. Wearing some fewer pieces of his armor than usual it was clear he'd been doing some manual labor.

"However long they need," he said, resigned to this course. "But it would be best if they found other alternatives quickly."

"Mandalore will not," he replied, his voice hard as he thought on the subject. Looked to Raven and remembered an old conversation.. "but I will convince him of the need. When the time comes, this was my idea and no other."

Praxton watched on, ensuring the safety of all those present. Though he had little reason to fear.

"Ah," it was a brief relief in her voice. "Yes, a friend. I'm... relieved he figured out what to do, when I dropped my comm when I knew I couldn't get away." It had been a shot in the dark, but luck had been on their side it seemed. If not for Manny, and whoever he had put Praxton in touch with, sh...

"Some magician," he said, thinking.. shrugging. "Friend of yours? Called on your communicator, put us in touch with someone who knew where the prison was. After that.. it was just a matter of spreading out and scanning. Imperials aren't subtle," he said, chuckled at the last.

"This is well," he said, directing them toward the exit, "Unless you wish to spend any longer on this prison transport, that is?"

"There was another," Praxton replied, indicating it out the back door when Dredgen moved from the view. "Two prisoners aboard, just as this one with a few escort speeders. You are both no worse for wear, I hope?"

"No one else needs to get hurt if you throw down your arms right now," he said, scanning the room after he looked back at Lysa's predicament. Quickdrawing he blasted the two troopers up front who tried to shoot him first, despite their guns already being to hand. Praxton walked forward to the troope...

"Your spirit is honorable but in this the Mando'ade have no need for spare fighters. Their guards will meet quick deaths, but if we do not catch them we will find you again. Your aid will be remembered," he unlinked the comm unit and returned it to Manny, safe and sound. "Your aid will also be remem...

"No, speak carefully. Where is it?" he said, his voice measured.