The Hotshot Mandalorian

Chapter 12: Understand the Enigma that is Zardwyn/Flare

Chapter 12: Understanding Zardwyn/Flare

Hyperspace

En Route to Tatooine

3648 ATC

Flare P.O.V

I slept four hours, and still I have time to spare, so what do I do?

As soon as I can, I would like to go for a tour of the ship to know exactly where everything is and where everyone is during downtimes, and I need to only hear these things once. I do not forget things.

I would be concerned that the Mandalorian girl might recognize my voice, but then I remembered when I fought her, I had my helmet on, and my voice was synthesized so that no one could recognize me should they ever cross me as Archangel, so I checked that off as one less problematic detail to deal with. It is also good that I wore that helmet, so to this crew, I am a new face, no one they have ever seen before. Another thing to check off the list. My attire is far different than what I wore then. Then, that was full Mando gear, everything from head to toe. Now, I am wearing bits and pieces of it, and that might just be the thing will give me away, if the Mandalorian remembers, but that will merely just be Orithixel the bounty hunter, not Flare  the terrorist.

But how long would I be able to disguise myself? Would they figure it out somehow? I had no doubt that sooner or later, they would either find something and connect the pieces, or I would do something wrong and they would find out. Would it matter if I was Flare to them? This is what's concerned me the most. I want to believe that even with my "celebrity" status that I could still be a friend. The last thing I desire or require is special treatment due to my accomplishments and feats. I get enough of that from virtually everyone that affects my life, both in the present and in the past.

If they know me as Orithixel, then the relationships with the crew could degrade really fast and trust could be lost in an instant. I know this from experience, and believe me, betrayal is difficult to deal with, and betrayal is precisely the reasons why I do not rely on people to help me, not until now at the very least. I would never betray anyone because firstly, it serves no useful purpose, and secondly, my allegiance does not come lightly. If I work with someone, that means I put a lot of trust into them, and anyone who breaks that trust is either dead or humiliated. Actually, those who have crossed me are both.

On the other hand, if they know me to be Flare, there could be yet more ways they respond. They could ask to coordinate my own efforts with theirs, to which I would judge it be worthy if they provide me with their plans. If they choose to sever connections with me, I will not object, but I will always remembers allies, whether connected or not, and although friendship is suppose to work two ways, sometimes it's a one-way path for me. I still consider many people friends even when they do not see the same in me. They may think of me as they will, but that does not change my opinion of them.

I've taken all of these things into great consideration, but despite all the potential wrongs that could result, I stick by what I must do. If I was not sure about what to do, I would never will myself to come here. Everything I do is for a reason, and this one is a very important one. I will do my best, and I pray that my risk may yet benefit not only myself but that of this crew. Sounds like wishful and hopeful thinking, but I am not hopeful or wishful, I remind myself. I am realist, and blunt.

The Force tells that I should stop my musing because a person, no, people are approaching. I can sense five unique signatures closing in on me as I hone. I sigh, not really wanting to discuss much, but this was going to happen sooner or later. Gathering all of myself, both physically and mentally, I wait for them.

The door opens to their presence, or rather the presence of the human male. he looks to be in his late twenties or maybe early thirties, and seems to carry himself carefully. I do not know what his role is, but I can only guess. His hair is tied back into a ponytail