originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Yeah, and bloodthirsty. He organized the Mandalorians into a war machine, frenzied them up with promises of loot and glory, then went to war against the Galactic Republic. He almost won too, if the Jedi known as Reven hadn't stepped in."
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"Let's just ignore that armour than... How about that white set??"
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"I don't see why not. The armor is one of the last things you get though, it's the final sign of becoming a Mandalorian."
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"Of course. So what's the in-between?"
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"Well, you'll have to learn the political structure, the clan system, the language, etc."
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"Political structure? Well isn't that what the mask stands for?"
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Cannon spends the next few hours explaining Mandalorian clan structures to Nathaniel.
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[b]At the end of all of it, Nathaniel rose to his feet and stretched [/b] "Damn"
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"It's a lot to take in, I know. There's no tine limit though, so there's no rush to learn." Cannon tells him.
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"It's almost dark, let's move on to step three shall we?"
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"Alright. Actually, how about we call it a day. I'll meet you here again tomorrow and we can start teaching you Mando'a." Cannon offers.
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"Yeah... That works too. I need the sleep I'm assuming?"
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"Both of us do. Plus I haven't seen my wife much since I got back, and I'd like to spend some time with her and my daughter."
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"You have a daughter???"
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"Extremely long story, but yes. Her name is Tracinya, or Traci for short." Cannon says, smiling a bit.
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"Huh... Nice name. I'll see you tomorrow."
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Cannom nods. "See you tomorrow, ner vod." He turns to leave. [spoiler]Timeskip?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yee[/spoiler]
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[b][i][u]timeskip several weeks later[/u][/i][/b] Nathaniel, clad in a tear resistant grayish blue flighrsuit, boards a Mando transport along with Cannon and another Mando in black and white armor known as Shames.
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[b]Nathaniel shifted slightly, looking almost uncomfortable in the outfit [/b]
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"You alright?" Cannon asks him.
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"A bit Nervous is all.
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"Don't be. You'll be fine." Cannon pats his shoulder reassuringly.
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"Vor'e. Did I say that right?"
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"You're practically a native already." Cannon grins. The man in skeletal armor turns to him. "Alright lad, we're almost to the Dxun hunting grounds. I'll go over the rules of the hunt again."
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"Yeah, gedet'ye vaabir." [b]Nathaniel turned to face the man in skeletal armor [/b]