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It was barely pass midnight when Maul woke Dogma up. "Dogma, time to get up! I have somethings special planned." Maul said with a grin. Dogma mumbled something to Maul, who was now shaking his mate, to get him up. "Maul...too early," Dogma whined. "Go back to bed, I'm too tired!" Maul wasn't going to take no for an answer though. "Dogma I really want you to meet someone, you need to get up so I can bring you to them," Maul said. Finally Dogma got up, he was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts, he gave Maul an annoyed look. "Okay, you win. Who do you want me to meet?" Dogma asked. Maul shushed his mate, and motioned Dogma to follow him. Maul kept his eyes on his mate, who moved carefully down the hallway, walking next to Maul. They were headed to the hangar, where a ship awaited a them. Gar Saxon another of Maul's trusted Mandalorians, were waiting for them when they arrived. "Lord Maul the Gauntlet is prepared for take off, and your brother is already in there. Are you sure Rook Kast should watch Mandalore? I am far more experienced." Saxon said. Maul growled a warning at him. Saxon smartly avoided eye contact and stopped questioning Maul's decisions. Dogma followed Maul closely behind, the little Clone is probably wondering why we're leaving Mandalore. Maul thought, rather amused. They boarded the ship, Savage was there sitting in the co-pilots seat, while Maul took the pilot's. Dogma quickly fell asleep again sitting in a seat behind Maul. His mate seemed to snore while he was asleep, the Zabrak found it amusing, Savage just rolled his eyes at Maul's adoration for Dogma.

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