The Tales of Clan Danakar

Ch 5: Akaan

Ma'at meets her children, reminisces about the day she met their father, and deploys to Christophsis.
Mando'a:
akaan=war
Su cuy'gar, ner ade.=Hello, my children.
buir=parent, mother, father
beskar=Mandalorian iron
chakaar=thief, petty criminal
beroya=bounty hunter
ade=children, sons, daughters
jeti'ike=little Jedi
Jetii=Jedi

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~Ma'at's P.O.V.~

Several minutes pass before the door opens again. This time though, I see children exiting. None of them mine. A few of the children stop to stare at me as they leave, probably wondering what this person in full Mandalorian armor is doing standing outside the classroom.An adult, Zabrak male steps out and tenses when he sees me, glancing at the nearby Temple Guards.

One of the guards says flatly "She came with Master Yoda." The man visibly relaxes at this news and gives a small bow to me before reminding the children that it's rude to stare. They walk off down the hallway and out of sight. Before I can make a move for the door though, it opens again. This time, Master Yoda exits, accompanied by 2 children. I smile under my helmet.

"Su cuy'gar, ner ade." I say and Theta runs to me yelling " Buir!?", Regina right behind him. I can't help the surprised joy at the fact that they know who I am. Did Master Yoda tell them, or does the Order show the younglings their parents? Doesn't matter. I catch them both in a hug and hold them close, like they'll disappear if I let them go.

I do let them go though, pulling back enough so I can look at them properly. They've grown so much. Of course, that's to be expected since I haven't seen them in 9 years. Regina has an dignified type of beautiful with her well-defined cheekbones and upturned eyes, giving her an innocent, yet elegant look. Theta looks a lot like his father, with his strong jawline, sharp eyes, and angular face.

I see Master Yoda walking away, saying something about remembering what he told them as he leaves. I look at my children and Regina grins. They each take a hand and pull me along. We have lunch together in a quiet, more private room where I can remove my armor.We chat about their studies, their father, and my work. They're ecstatic to learn that I'll be working alongside their Jedi masters.

They'll be making their lightsabers soon, which is a huge step in their training. Both of them hope to utilize beskar to honor their Mandalorian heritage. I smile as I give them birthday presents. They're beskar vambraces, grieves, and boots, just like mine. They're each getting a pair so they can always take them apart to make their lightsabers if they wish. I'll leave it up to them.

Armor has always been a point or argument between myself and their father. I smile as I remember the day I first met him. Although, I wasn't so happy to be meeting him at all at the time.

~~Flashback~~

"I'm gonna kill that filthy chakaar for this." I growl as I take cover from the incoming fire. Figures Hondo wouldn't tell me that this job requires me to break into a highly secure Zygerrian facility.I have no qualms attacking them, but he should've told me! I hear chuckling nearby "So, you saw the open SOS too?" Asks a man in a cocky voice to my left.

My Westar is pointed at his face before I even look at him.I turn my head to see a man with white skin, silver eyes, red tattoos, and black and silver hair. He's ~6' tall, making him only ~2" taller than me. Based on the white skin and dark hair, I'd say he's probably Nagai, but Nagai are thinner than him and have no reason to be here so he might have be an Echani hybrid.

I glare at him past my helmet. If he is Echani, then I don't want to talk to him. Mandalorians have a long, bloody history with Echani since both races are combative in nature, but Echani prefer to use light weapons and armor while Mandalorians are quite the opposite. They tend to be rude to Mandalorians so I just roll my eyes "Yeah. Get lost."