Clone Wars (Mandalorian OC)

Mandalorian Pt. 1

Day 6

A Zabrak male walks in carrying a small droid-it has a black and blue color scheme, rectangular head, small box like body and two avian like legs-, he places it on the counter and says, "I would like this droid appraised."

I pull a scanner from under the counter and begin to scan it, it's about three cycles old, slight wear and tear, and no modifications. It's barely factory made.

I do some calculations at least 800 for it brand new, if he tried to sell it back probably 650 so 700 as a between.

"Alright after doing some calculations, I can appraise it for 700 credits?"

He thinks for a bit, "Sounds fair," he then holds out his hand.

"Now hold on there chief," I pull out a tablet, then a transfer of ownership form, "can I get you to sign here?"

He gripes for a bit but nevertheless signs it.

Thirty minutes later I call over Troy, "I appraised this droid for around 700 the guy how had it seemed to not want to sign for it." 

Troy comes over, squints his eyes, "I recognize this little until," he picks up the droid before placing it back on the counter, "reset it to factory settings."

"You sure?"

He points to the droid, "A droid match this one's description has been involved in multiple scams across this parsecs. So it's probably program to escape and trail to his owners resident."

"In that case you got it sir."

I hook up the droid to a database and begin to wipe it's memory.

Journal entry 006

After powering up the BD until I found out it has a masculine programming. I modified him to hooked up to the scanners we implement in the shop. This includes an increased the scanners quality. He's been many be assigned to Troy and I was allowed to keep the Westar-35 on my hip, I've even painted it.

{N/A: Think Sabine Wren's Blaster A, only dark purple instead of orange.}

Day 8

It's been two days since BD was assigned to Troy, that same Zabrak comes into the shop. Troy is up front and I'm in the workshop with BD doing maintenance on him. I'm also watching the front though a hologram.

Without even using the Force I'm able to tell this guy is here for trouble, and I'm proven right when he began to yells and almost as quickly pulls a blaster.

I look at BD, "BD I'm going to circle 'round front, sync up the front door and this one."

I point to the door, BD excitedly bounces up and down.

I quickly exit through the garage and walk towards the front door.

3… 2… 1…

The doors open and quickly pulls out my blaster. I then notice the smoke edge of the door.

The Zabrak male seems to notice me and my blaster, I smirk, "Hey, remember me?"

He snarls, "Where's my droid?"

I give him a questioning look, "Droid," I then give him a look of realization, "Oh you mean the BD until, I sold it to a son and father on Horizon yesterday."

(Time Skip)

After a police force known as the Horizon Knights(yes their headquarters is on Horizon) showed up and arrested him. Troy asks me into the back workshop.

He starts off, "So I noticed your quick planning."

I scoff, "It wasn't that quick."

He smirks, “Please BD showed me the hologram.”

I renit, “Alright you caught me.”

Troy chuckles, “I figured you had a clever mind.”

I chuckle alone with him, “If you think so.”

Troy suddenly narrows his eyes, “Oh, I know so Orion, in fact I’d say you’ve got the mind of a Mandolorian.”

This time it’s my turn to scoff, “Please you can’t mean that.”

He smiles, “Yes I do mean it, in fact a lot of things you do remember me of a Mandolorian; your quick planning, natural skill with almost all weapons and that weird birthmark on... your… neck...”

I put my hand to the back of my neck, “What does my birthmark have to do with being a Mandolorian?”

He reaches into a droll and pulls out a chip reader, “You see Orion during times of strife,” he then looks down at the chip reader, “Mandalorian infants would be implanted with a record of their heritage,” he then looks up at me, “these proved to be very useful in the event of the parents death, loss of memory or kidnapping. The thing is I’ve noticed your ‘birthmark’ is the exact same as mine,” he then points at ‘birthmark’.

The thing is I’ve seen my ‘birthmark’ not directly but I've seen it. It definitely doesn't look natural.

He then looks up at me, "So would you want to know your birthright?"

I nod, "Yes I would."

He tosses it to me, I caught it, place it to my next and pull the trigger. The reader doesn't remove the chip but rather copies the data and shows it viva a hologram.

The hologram appears;
"Clan Vizsla
Name- Ken-Krayt Vizsla
Parents- Pre Vizsla & Bo-Katan Kryze
Relatives- Troy Vizsla"

I toss it to my 'uncle Troy', he checks the hologram.

His eyes widened, he looks up at me, "My God Ken, I can't believe it's actually you."

I shrug, "Apparently it."

He smiles with a single tear in his eye, "My nephew is alive," he then begin to laugh, "Ken. Pax. Whatever you want to be called tomorrow your true training begins."

He begins to move his chair towards his room.

I stand and stop him, "Training what training?"

He looks at me with a smile, "Haven't you ever felt that you wanted to follow a set of tradition," I nod, "have you ever felt that you needed a set of armor in combat," I nod again, "haven't you ever enjoyed the thrill of battle when your opponent has a unique fighting style," I nod again, "have you been drawn to Cubism."

"No, not really."

He chuckles, "Three out of four. Still acceptable for a Mandolorian, " he looks at me, "I can't force you to learn but you have felt that you've like been missing something in your life and I want to show you different sides of yourself."

"Then tomorrow you'll have our answer."

Uncle Troy nods his head, "Then tomorrow it is."

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