After having convinced the drop trooper, Cara Dune, Mando headed back to the Razor Crest where Iri Descent and the Child were stationed at. As the two neared the vessel, Mando caught sight of Cara's confused expression realizing that he forgot to inform her about the extra pair of helping hands.
"Mando, there's someone else on your ship...", Cara whispered to the Mandalorian, aiming her weapon at the female aboard the Razor Crest. The Mandalorian quickly stepped in front of the soldier's weapon, preventing her from shooting the already wounded bounty. "Cara, don't worry- oh god she hid. Look, Cara, she was a bounty. Don't kill her, she owes me." Mando pleaded.
The drop trooper eyed him carefully before lowering her weapon. "Okay, but if she threatens me then-" Cara started. "I get dibs,"the Mandalorian cut her off, "She's my bounty and she's wounded, I'll kill her if she threatens us, or the child,"
Having calmed down ever so slightly, Cara followed behind the Mandalorian to his ship. Upon entry, the two heard a feminine laugh. This alerted them both and went to find the source.
In a different room, an alien baby was playing with Iri. Somehow, it had, once again, successfully removed her helmet, to which she laughed. Hearing the loud footsteps coming her way, Iri quickly manoeuvred to retrieve her floating helmet. Placing it on her head in the nick of time, Mando and the drop soldier both came in, weapons ready. They looked at her with confusion as she sat on the floor, hands on her helmet, with the Child on her lap.
"What happened?", Mando questioned her, removing the alien from her lap, disregarding the Child's cries to remain in Iri's presence.
"Confidential information. Sorry Mando."
Cara suddenly angled her blaster to sit right at the seated Mandalorian, who put her hands up in innocence. "Tell us what you did to it or I'll blow your head off.", the drop trooper threatened.
"As much as I would like to see you try, I can't let you do that." Iri said, dismissing the question. The drop trooper's finger moved ever so slightly, itching to pull the trigger. Cara could just imagine the idiot's smug look on her face. Her intuition was right about one thing though- there was a shit-eating grin plastered onto Iri's face underneath her helmet. The Mandalorian looked at Iri, holding a gun underneath her helmet. Ever so quickly, the seated Mandalorian swatted both the gun away, exasperated.
"Fine. Although I like the odds of two against one, I would like to preserve my helmet and my identity," Iri sighed.
"Well... The Child broke Mandalorian code-", she started only to be once again cut off by the Mandalorian. "It what?!", he asked.
"To put it simply, it saw my face.", Iri stated stoically. The Mandalorian and drop trooper said nothing. "Let's get back onto the topic. I still need to introduce myself to your little friend, don't I?" Iri said, getting up from the floor.
"My name is Iri Descent."
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