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kalevalakryze · 8 months

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Pairings: Sabine Wren & Ursa Wren & Tristan Wren & Alrich Wren, Bo-Katan Kryze/Alrich Wren/Ursa Wren, Sabine Wren & Bo-Katan Kryze Characters: Sabine Wren, Ursa Wren, Tristan Wren, Alrich Wren, Bo-Katan Kryze, Fenn Rau, Koska Reeves, Axe Woves Warnings: Fix-It Fic, Ahsoka Episode 4 Spoilers, Hurt/Comfort, Sabine Wren Needs A Hug, Everyone Needs A Hug, Everyone Gets A Hug, Korkie Kryze Death Mention Notes: I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS EPISODE, I AM IN SO MUCH PAIN, I WAS SO SICK, I WAS PHYSICALLY ILL ANYWAYS THE FAM IS HAPPY AND ALIVE IN MY HEAD, THEY'RE JUST HIDING OUT BEFORE THEIR RETURN TO MANDALORE, THEY COULDN'T FOLLOW SABINE FOR HER JOURNEY TO LOTHAL Word Count: 3,207 AO3 Link: Here! Summary: Will I ever see you again? What does your heart tell you? I hope so. Yes… I guess. Then we will see each other again. ▬▬ι═══════> “Sabine… we lost contact with Clan Wren,” Bo-Katan looked a mess on the holoprojection, a split lip, blasted beskar, and a million bumps and bruises that Sabine couldn’t catalogue. “What do you mean, lost contact?” Sabine glanced towards Ahsoka, trying to determine if her Master knew anything. She couldn’t make anything out, so she turned back to the defeated Mandalorian Regent. “Sabine…” Bo-Katan’s face fell impossibly further. Sabine’s heart jumped to her throat. “They’re gone,”

“Sabine… we lost contact with Clan Wren,” Bo-Katan looked a mess on the holoprojection, a split lip, blasted beskar, and a million bumps and bruises that Sabine couldn’t catalogue.

“What do you mean, lost contact?” Sabine glanced towards Ahsoka, trying to determine if her Master knew anything. She couldn’t make anything out, so she turned back to the defeated Mandalorian Regent.

“Sabine…” Bo-Katan’s face fell impossibly further. Sabine’s heart jumped to her throat. “They’re gone,”

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Sabine had left in a flurry of anger, of harsh, scathing words and pain on her sleeves. When the small ship she’d taken from the fleet arrived in the Mandalore system, she was met with devastation.

Mandalore was still burning, acrid plumes and a stormfront covering the atmosphere of the devastation. Krownest and Concordia were much of the same, as well as all Mandalorian planets that would not bow down to the Empire.

Debris floated across the battlefield, gauntlet ship pieces, troop transports, even a civilian transport. Lady Kryze had sent her coordinates, somewhere they could be safe. Kalevala was free from destruction, as no one had been on planet since the death of Satine Kryze.

The ships in the yard were all nearly destroyed, sparking, burning, and with giant pieces of the hulls burned away. Not one bore the marking of clan Wren.

Her legs were like jelly as she pushed herself out of her cockpit. Niteowls and other Mandalorian resistance fighters were all over, some tending to wounds, some long dead, others, breaking down from the events of the battle. Again, Sabine did not see the signet of clan Wren.

“Where’s Lady Kryze?” She croaked to the first upright Mandalorian she found.

The room she was directed to wasn’t much better. Koska Reeves was sitting, back pressed against the Bacta tank that held the Mandalorian successor. The wounds were extensive, the bacta could only do so much. “What happened?”

“We lost,” Axe Woves stated as he stepped into the room, another body on another gurney, calling out for ancestors trying to take him home. “We lost the Dark Saber, and we lost Mandalore… and we lost the heir to Clan Kryze.”

“We lost a lot of Clans, Axe.” Koska reminded him scathingly, knowing that Bo-Katan had delivered the message about Clan Wren directly to the sole heir before she’d dropped.

Shouting filled the loudspeakers, comm channels lighting up. Sabine couldn’t take her eyes away from the scar wrapped around Bo-Katan’s side, a burn from the darksaber, one she’d learned remarkably well in her short time with the weapon.

“Alor… Alors! We need room!” A younger Mandalorian shouted as he ran into the medbay.

Axe’s hand went straight to his blaster. “We can’t spare this facility right now,” He declared, willing to kill his own if it meant that those he needed to rebuild could survive.

“Alor… with all respect, It’s Clan Wren,” The young man breathed. The sliding doors opened wide. Ursa, covered in dust and debris, blood smattering her armor, and leaning heavily on Tristan, who wasn’t in the best shape either, filled the room. Two more Mandalorians followed with Alrich Wren laid out on a stretcher.

“Mom?” Sabine rasped as both Axe and Koska jumped into action to prepare beds and bacta tanks. “Tristan?” Her vod’ika was the first to look her way, a tired, painful smile on his lips as he pushed for Ursa’s attention.

Sabine was pressing herself between them before Ursa could focus her cloudy attention on her daughter, but her arms wrapped around her all the same, a strength only a mother could manage. Tristan’s head dropped onto her shoulder as she clung to her aliit like a lifeline. “Please don’t go,” Sabine whispered between them as she watched Koska, Axe, and the lone med droid prep Alrich for the Bacta tank.

“We’re not going anywhere, ad’ika,” Ursa promised, a cough wracking her lungs as she held onto her daughter and son. “We’re right here, we won’t go anywhere,” Dirt coated fingers brushed through her hair; Sabine couldn’t find it in her to care.

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Sabine slept on the floor in front of her family's bacta tanks that night, and for several nights following. Neither Wren nor Kryze made any indication of waking up, but she was promised they were looking much better than when they arrived. Fenn Rau, who’d suffered more minor injuries and arrived after helping to direct stragglers planetside, had begun keeping her company.

“I thought they were dead, Fenn,” Sabine’s back was pressed against Tristan’s bacta tank, her mother’s beskar heart clasped tightly in her hands as she stared at the suits of armor held up on display stands on the other side of the room. Each piece still bore the marks of the battle, yet she didn’t dare clean it, wouldn’t dare remove the markings until she knew what they wanted to take from the tragedy.

“Their comms were blown out,” He confirmed as he settled with his back against Alrich’s tank, the symbol of the protectors was scratched out of his armor. “Their ship integrity was next to nothing- If it hadn’t been for your brother’s piloting skills..” He trailed off as Sabine’s nails dug into the thin coating of dirt on her mother’s heart.

One of the tanks started a rapid beeping, Fenn turned his head in time to watch Ursa’s golden eyes snap open and her hand to reach out and touch the inside glass of the tank. Sabine was faster than Fenn, shooting up to start the draining process. When the door slid open, Sabine was there to catch her mother as she leaned out.

“Buir,” She called as she started to unhook her, Fenn jostling around in the background to prepare what was needed to check over her injuries.

“I’m here, ad’ika,” Ursa promised as she pulled the rebreather away. The older woman was still stiff, but she moved a lot easier than when she was brought in. “I’m here,” She reassured the tighter Sabine’s hold became as she was led to the prepared cot.

“Fenn, can you grab one of the medics?” Sabine called as she grabbed a towel to wrap around her mother’s shoulders, helping Ursa sit on the cot as she glanced to the other Bacta tanks. Alrich, Tristan, and Bo-Katan were still suspended, floating in the medicinal liquid.

Ursa’s injuries were healed for the most part. There would be scars, there was no doubt about that, and the medics declared that there was nothing to be done for the persistent stiffness in her joints, she would need a cane to get around, but that wouldn’t stop her.

Sitting on the edge of the cot with her daughter tucked into her side, inseparable since coming out of the bacta tank, Ursa looked between her family, willing the next one to wake up.

The countess breathed out a sigh when no one moved, her arm squeezing around Sabine’s shoulders as the young Mandalorian pressed into her, requiring the attention she hadn’t sought out or asked for since she was young, that Ursa was more than happy to provide.

Eventually, her back ached from the stiffness, and she had to move. “Sabine,” She called, hand moving to comb through her daughter’s short, dark hair.

“Mmm?” The half asleep Mandalorian grumbled, trying in vain to press herself closer.

“Come on, let’s move.” The older woman managed to get herself and Sabine situated so she was laying back in the cot with Sabine still glued into her side, her daughter’s head pillowed on her chest to hear every thump of her heart beating. “How long has it been since you slept?” She grumbled into Sabine’s ear as the woman fought to stay awake.

“Since Gideon started the attack,” Sabine admitted, voice thick with drowsiness. She’d been begging and pleading for Ahsoka to help, had been sending every resource and calling in every favor, taking every call from everyone who had time to spare from the battlefield… none of it had been enough.

“Get some sleep, ad’ika,” Ursa urged, rubbing her hand soothingly along Sabine’s back, starting to hum a familiar melody to help ease both her daughter and herself to sleep.

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The draining of another bacta tank woke Ursa from a fitful rest. Sabine’s weight was still settled against her, the loose shirt the medics had given her was fisted in the fabric. The woman was able to move from under Sabine, settling her in the cot properly, and grab her cane, before limping her way to the Bacta tank.

“Tristan,” Ursa called, voice soft as she steadied a hand on his shoulder, catching his wild eyes as he processed the world around him. “You’re safe, ad’ika,” She let him lean on her, this time, though she couldn’t hold him up, he was still more than grateful to be able to throw his arms around her. “We’re all right,”

Tristan’s steps were unsteady as she led him to one of the open cots, when he veered off to Sabine’s resting form, Ursa shook her head. “She’s just tired, she wasn’t hurt,” She promised, watching his shoulders sag in relief.

Ursa managed to comm Fenn Rau, though neither he nor Ursa were successful in getting Tristan to sleep in his own cot, instead, he took a place on the small strip of space beside Sabine, wrapping around his big sister the moment she reached out in her sleep.

“It’s heartening to see they are all right. That your family is safe,” Fenn spoke, head downturned in mourning for the clans they lost.

“And what of Clan Kryze? Where is Korkie?” Ursa’s head turned to Bo-Katan’s suspended body in the bacta tank, even under sedation, her face had taken on a resting emotion of pain, it seemed.

“Lady Wren…” Fenn’s eyes had widened, he’d thought they knew, though, he should have assumed with their communications going down. “...Lady Kryze was the only one we managed to recover from the Moff’s cruiser-” His head turned, sitting beside Bo-Katan’s armor, Korkie’s helmet and kar’ta were settled on a table, blood smeared across his beskar heart, and the visor cracked in several places, chunks of visor missing from it’s home.

“Korkie..” Ursa breathed, limping to the stand to rest her palm against the visage of Clan Kryze on the helm. From his own Niteowl eyes, painted jewels hung across the grey paint in remembrance of his aunt, Satine.

That was it, the last of Clan Kryze was sitting in that tank, the blood of her ancestors, of the taungs in her veins, spilled carelessly to keep Mandalore in the hands of the people, and what did they have to show for it. “Bo… you di’kut,” There was a tightness to her tone, and yet, when she looked at the Regent leader, a smile pulled at her lips. “You better survive this,”

Alrich was the next to wake, hours later when Tristan was waking up once more. Ursa was perched on the edge of the cot her children were resting on when her husband started to grow restless.

The tank was drained in quick order as she took his head in her hands. He was much calmer coming out of the sedation. When she went to guide him to another open cot, he’d faltered and drop to his knees. “Oh no, Lady Wren, I seem to be falling for you,” There was a smile in his voice, relieving some of the tension as Tristan shot out of bed to help his father back up, still rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

“You’re impossible.” Ursa shook her head as she moved to get him a dry change of clothes and assess his healing herself.

“Is that Sabine?” Alrich peered at the still curled and sleeping figure in the other bed.

“She hasn’t gotten much sleep, it seems. Her body is taking the time it needs to catch up,” She assured when Tristan’s brows had furrowed in worry.

“When did she last…?” Tristan turned to look down at Ursa with a frown.

“When the attacks started, it sounds like,” The woman sighed, shaking her head at her oldest. Of all the things to pass down to a child, you never want them to get the unhealthy habits, though it seemed the Makers were unforgiving in that department.

“Poor ‘bine,” Alrich shook his head as he stood from the cot, allowing Tristan to help him so he could brush back Sabine’s hair and press a kiss to her temple. “I am glad that she was not here for the attack…” Worrying about his Riduur and son was a lot, with their headstrong personalities, but Sabine? He wasn’t sure if he wouldn’t be burying his ad’ika, had she been there when the attack started.

Tristan moved around to pull up a chair for Ursa to sit down in, while Alrich perched on the edge of the cot. He stayed standing, a nervous energy leaving his fingers tapping against his biceps as he watched his family. “Where do we go from here?”

“That will be a question for Lady Kryze, when she wakes up,” Ursa declared, golden eyes flickering to the floating figure. “I don’t doubt that the Moff will have Kalevala in his sights, soon. He is most likely dragging this out, it is a great military feat, and I’m sure he wants an even greater audience.”

“Imperial Demagolkas,” Tristan spat, his socked foot scuffing against the too clean tile.

Sabine shifted, a low grumbling sound leaving her chest as she blinked her eyes open to the sight of her aliit watching her. “Uh, hey?” Her voice was still thick with sleep, bleary eyed and weighed down with the stressors of the last few weeks.

“Look who rejoined the land of the living,” Tristan offered a tight smile, though his expression became more carefree when his ori’vod reached to kick at him from the bed.

“Put you back in the hospital,” The threat was empty, but she was smiling as she managed to sit up and lean into her Buir’s waiting arms, Alrich catching his daughter and holding her close. “How were you guys the ones hurt, but I’m the one waking up in a cot?” She questioned, voice muffled from her father’s shoulder.

“We just had days worth of sleep, you didn’t sleep for days- math is mathing,” Tristan pretended to count on his fingers as he moved to sit on Sabine’s other side. “Di’kut,”

“Mom,”

“That’s enough, both of you,” Ursa shook her head in mock annoyance, though she smiled more openly than she had in years.

Koska Reeves had come with breakfast, and then lunch for the small clan that could not yet be permitted to leave until the full extent of their injuries were checked. Sabine had caught them up on the lot of nothing on Lothal, though she’d been quiet about her travels with Ahsoka. She didn’t need to think of the ‘Master’ who wasn’t there when she needed her most.

Tristan kept them entertained with half true stories of the missions he ran against the Empire, exaggerating often enough that Alrich would feed the fire to see how far he could go. Meanwhile, Ursa reclined in her seat, allowing Sabine’s hand to bridge the gap between them, her daughter’s fingers looped around her wrist to press into her pulse point.

It was late when the last bacta tank had any activity. Late enough that none of the Wren’s noticed as they went about getting prepared for sleep, armor clinking as they hung back up their cleaned kits and figured out how to shove their cots together again.

The tank was busted open before it could finish draining, the occupant ripping the rebreather and cords from herself as she fell to the ground, a feral look in her eyes as her breathing came in rasping breaths on the verge of hyperventilating.

Ursa had stood to grab Bo-Katan, knowing that the Mandalorian often swung first and asked questions later when it came to waking up from any kind of sedation.

Sabine, however, was faster. Just as Bo-Katan was turning wild eyes to the ‘unidentified hostiles’ in the medbay, the artist was springing forward and wrapping her arms around the damp woman’s torso. “Bo!” She called, as the woman stumbled back from the weight, bringing her back to reality easier than Ursa had ever seen before.

“ ‘bine?” Bo-Katan rasped, arms weakly encircling the artist's shoulders as Sabine squeezed.

“Easy, Sabine,” Ursa called upon spotting Bo’s wince at the pressure against her freshly repaired ribs.

When Sabine sheepishly pulled back, Bo-Katan looked at her with an intense sadness, a mourning that Sabine could only replicate upon arrival, when she believed her clan to be gone. “What are you doing here? You could have been hurt,” Bo snapped, brows furrowing as she held the younger Mandalorian at arms length to check for injuries.

“I came after your call, Lady Kryze,”

“I wasn’t telling you to come here!” Bo hissed, lips twitching. “I was trying to tell you about-”

The tap of Ursa’s cane pulled her attention, freezing Bo-Katan’s words in place as she took in the sight of Ursa, the rest of the Wren family behind her. “Ursa-”

Instead of responding, Ursa spread her arms. When Sabine stepped back, the redhead flung herself into Ursa’s arms. When Bo-Katan’s lips pressed messily against Ursa’s, Alrich shook his head. “I didn’t even get that warm of a welcome,” He joked, standing to join both women, wrapping his arms around them both in the comforting promise of his presence. Bo-Katan pulled back from Ursa to kiss him as well, before burying herself between them in the most vulnerable action Sabine had ever seen them take.

“Oh yeah, that happened while you were gone.” Tristan informed Sabine as she moved back to her little brothers side.

“It’s about krifing time,” The woman shook her head as their parents reunited. Both children of Clan Wren pretending not to notice when the redhead broke down in the safety of Ursa and Alrich’s embrace. It was a silent thing, though the pain was tangible for Korkie; Bo-Katan had been trying to do right by him, to help him be the man Satine would have been proud of, to protect him, and she failed.

The redhead was spent by the time Fenn Rau showed up, and while he’d tried to talk about their next moves, and Bo-Katan had tried to focus enough to figure out plans, Ursa was quick to cut the conversation and send the protector off.

The kids piled the thin blankets and all the pillows they could find in the medbay on the floor, knowing their parents and Bo-Katan wouldn’t want to be apart, while they also hadn’t wanted to be apart as well. Somehow, Bo ended up wrapped in Ursa’s side, with Sabine on the countess’s other, Alrich was pressed against Bo’s back, his arm stretched out to stroke through Sabine’s hair, while Tristan laid across everyone’s legs uncomfortably, but permitted, so long as he didn't effect Ursa’s leg injury.

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Will I ever see you again? What does your heart tell you? I hope so. Yes… I guess. Then we will see each other again.

Translations: Ad'ika - daughter Buir - mother/father vod'ika - little sibling ori'vod - older sibling di'kut - idiot

#ahsoka spoilers #spoilers #star wars #fix it fic #the mandalorian #bo katan kryze #sabine wren #ursa wren #alrich wren #tristan wren #fenn rau #korkie kryze #hurt/comfort #everyone needs a hug #everyone gets a hug

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burnwater13 · 2 months

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Ahsoka Tano jumping across the rooftops of Calodan, on the planet Corvus, with the Mandalorian, Din Djarin in hot pursuit. Concept art by Brian Matyas, from The Mandalorian, Season 2, Episode 5, The Jedi. Calendar from DataWorks. Caption reads: A Mandalorian and a Jedi? They'll never see it coming - The Mandalorian.

Why would anyone be surprised at seeing a Mandalorian and Jedi working together? Grogu had been working with Din Djarin for quite a while and people seemed to think it was pretty normal. Then again people may not realize that Grogu was a Jedi youngling. He was still wearing a coverall and not the formal wear expected of most Jedi youngling back when he was living in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant.

Considering how long ago the Temple fell, Grogu would be surprised if anyone could recognize a Jedi without an identification card. They had been few and far between before the catastrophe. After it… well… Grogu had been pretty sure that he had been one of the few to survive. And even if you had survived the attack, you had to survive being found, identified and neutralized by the Inquisitors.

Having seen more Inquisitors than he liked to admit to, Grogu was pretty sure that for a long time he was only Jedi. Then Bo-Katan Kryze sent them to Corvus to find Ahsoka Tano. Grogu could have sworn that Ahsoka had also perished during the turmoil after the Clones turned on the Jedi. Otherwise, why hadn’t she come looking for him? Hmmm.

Well, putting that aside for the moment, it was clear that at least one Mandalorian had been on good terms with at least one Jedi. Otherwise, why would Bo-Katan have any idea where anyone could find a Jedi? And why did Bo-Katan know where Ahsoka Tano could be found? Grogu thought that Mandalorians considered Jedi to be their enemy. That clearly wasn’t true. What else was an exaggeration? Grogu hated to use the term lie?

Maybe Mandalorians and Jedi were the human-mostly human equivalent to Diggle and Daggle, the Fish that fish… Diggle and Daggle were different species of fish and technically, Diggle’s species had been known to have a long standing territorial issue with Daggle’s species. They didn’t fight galaxy spanning wars or hold long term grudges or things like that. The bigger fish simply ate the smaller fish.

Diggle and Daggle had covered how they had resolved their differences in an episode called ‘One fish, Two fish, No fish, Empty Dish’. They had met in a pond on some pretty green planet, probably Takodana, and began to chase each other around the water, each trying to eat the other. Daggle had a scar on his rear dorsal fin, whereas Diggle had a scar over his port eye socket.

They had just about exhausted each other when they suddenly felt the presence of a much, much bigger fish. Not just bigger, huge. It was headed right for them and they panicked and hugged each other. The first time that had ever happened without them trying to bite, pinch or otherwise hurt anyone.

They realized in that split second of peril that they didn’t have to fight. They could be friends. They could help each other and just get away from the huge fish. Fortunately for them, they were a split second too late coming to that realization and the big fish caught them!

Why fortunately? Because the big fish wasn’t a fish at all. It turned out that a person had caught them. And not just any person. A magic person. At least as magic as a person seemed to fish. That person brought them back to their castle/home and put them in a huge tank and gave them something that tasted great. It was food of course. Fish food. In the tank they didn’t have to fight for food. They just ate. And got bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

Fortunately for them (again) the tank they were kept in got bigger and bigger too. Which was great. For a while. But without other fish to chase they really didn’t have anything better to do than eat and talk to each other. And they only knew one thing. Everything about fish and catching fish. That’s all they talked about.

One day, the magic person came by one afternoon and began to talk to them and, much to their shock and amazement, they understood the person.

“You two look bored. I can’t abide bored fish. What do you need to lead a good life?”

Diggle looked at Daggle and Daggle looked right back at him and they both turned at the exact same time and looked at their benefactor and said ‘Fish’.

“Fish? You are fish.”

The two fish shook their heads and fins and tried to do convey what they meant, but to no avail.

Then the magic person muttered something to themselves and trotted off to a huge set of a drawers and opened and closed a bunch of them until they yelled out ‘Exactly where I left you!’. The two fish found that funny considering how frantic and complete the search of the drawers had been.

It didn’t matter. The magic person came back and reached into the tank and placed, somehow, two strange looking black objects on their heads. Suddenly they felt different. They didn’t really know why they felt different but they did.

“Okay. Now. Tell me what do you need to lead a good life?”

“Fishing!”, said Diggle.

“Fish!”, said Daggle.

“Ah, you two want to go fishing? Well, we can do that. Now why do you fish want to fish?”

That had been a great question. Diggle and Daggle had explained to their benefactor that they were bored and needed something to do or they were afraid that they would go back to fighting with each other and they didn’t want to do that because they were friends.

“Excellent. Now, let me find you a droid to help. There are not so many new fish here, on Takodana, but you could travel around the galaxy and find out all about the fish everywhere and send me reports on how your adventure is working out for you…”

“Yippee!”, burbled Diggle.

“Huzzah!”, bubbled Daggle.

So two fish who had started out as sworn enemies had not only become friends with each other, they had spent years teaching people all across the galaxy about fish and planets and friendship. It was great.

Maybe if the Mandalorians and the Jedi had had someone wise to guide them they would have been able to do the same thing… or maybe they had met that person and now they were on that better path?

Grogu could only hope so. He didn’t like to think that in the future he’d be fighting with himself and his dad every time they didn’t agree with each other about something. First they would look pretty silly and second, Din Djarin didn’t stand a chance. Grogu knew all of the Mandalorian’s weaknesses, including the sad pout and the cooing giggle. They laid him out every time.

It wasn’t about being a Jedi. It was about being his child, which another wise person had said and Grogu was going to take complete advantage of that, magic or not.

Din Djarin speaking with Ahsoka Tano outside Calodan, in the burnt out forrest of Corvus. Image from The Mandalorian, Season 2, Episode 5, The Jedi. Caption reads: They'll never see it coming - Din Djarin.

#calendar prompt a day #the mandalorian #din djarin #grogu

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cherrybombfangirl · 11 months

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Saris Tanda-Djarn - OC Intro

Name (full): Saris Amar Tanda-Djarn

Other names: Small Mando ; Sar' (by Din only)

Fandom/Appears In: Star Wars/The Mandalorian, appears in- The Mandalorian and in the last two episodes of The Book of Boba Fett

Age: [same as Din]

Birthdate: N/A

Zodiac Sign: Taurus/Cancer

Personality: short tempered and kinda has anger issues, very protective of her loved ones, hostile and aggressive until she warms up to you (which takes a while), grumpy lil' shit 90% of the time, stubborn af and if you push her she'll push back harder, holds grudges for a long time

Gender ID: Cis Female, She/Her

Sexuality: PanAce

Hair: Sandy Blonde and a little naturally curly, usually in a braid and tucked in her helmet

Eyes: Mix of green and brown

Skin: Kind of a medium tan

Faceclaim: Natalie Paris

Identifying Features: Lots of battle scars where there are gaps in her armor and superficial ones where she's hit her head inside her helmet, biggest one is the wide and jagged one across her back from a job that went sideways ; a birthmark on her shoulder that looks like a brown stain

Combat skills: combat and battle training- hand to hand combat, blaster training, well versed in multiple kinds of weapons ; very strong so in battle she's usually the tank/powerhouse

Supernatural abilities: None

Disabilities: Not explicit but I accidentally coded her with an anxiety disorder after the events of Season 2 and I like it so I'm gonna leave it that way

History/Background:

Saris comes from a long line of Mandalorians, the Tanda Clan has been in the creed for generations, and she has ten very protective brothers- five older, five younger (four of them are adopted foundlings).

She lived on a fiery volcanic planet in the Mandalore system with her family until she was 10 years old- when her parents trying to defend the village they lived in were killed by force users (unknown if they were Sith, Jedi, or something else). She and her brothers managed to escape to Nevarro, where they met and joined the covert there- which is also where Saris met 10 year old Din. They became friends, and by the time they were 17 and 18 they’d fallen in love. The night before they were to swear into the creed, they promised that they would wait for each other and get married as soon as they were old enough (20 yrs).

For the next few years, they teamed up for most Guild jobs, becoming a team to be reckoned with until they were known in the Bounty Hunting business as a unit and unstoppable team. Then they were married/took on the riddurok and have been a bounty hunting team since.

Relationships: Din Djarn (riddur, love of her life), Grogu Djarn (son, adopted), Danthew "Danny" Djarn (son); Danthew, Alexson, Jakevi, Talecus, Lezson, Maxden, Castor, Aries, Draco, and Gaben Tanda (brothers, four of them adopted Foundlings), Cara Dune (close friend), Greef Karga (friend), Boba Fett (friend and ally), Fennec Shand (friend and ally), Ahsoka Tano (ally), Bo-Katan Kryze (frenemy and sort of ally)

Aliases: Mandalorian, Bounty Hunter, Small Mando

Additional Notes/Facts:

Saris can and will punch a bitch

fuckin jacked under all that armor and the flight suit, girl can and has picked up Din and carried him all by herself (and while she’s in her third trimester too)

her build is short (she only comes up to Din's shoulder) and round but she uses it to her advantage and is very strong. she can carry a lot of weight as has a lot of power behind her hits in battle

Does not like admitting or showing weakness, Din is pretty much the only person she trusts to see her vulnerable

most protective momma bear in the galaxy, she loves her boys and if anyone touches them she will break every bone in their body

Really aggressive and hostile, especially if she can’t predict or trust the situation

in combat Mando is usually the sharpshooter/stealth fighter and she’s the tank

Will fite you and win, would win a fist fight with god

Make no mistake, Din and Saris are equals and an unstoppable team, but they are also their own people and can be their own characters outside of each other

Saris pretends to hate how overprotective her brothers are, but she secretly loves it

She also pretends that Din's over protectiveness while she's pregnant with Danny is annoying, but she secretly thinks he's really cute when he's protective of her

Out of all her brothers her oldest brother Danthew is her favorite

Fanfic: Skyfall (Coming soon to Ao3)

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Star Wars Battlefront III Wishlist

If we ever get a Battlefront III, here’s what I’d like to see

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Features

Ground to Space Combat. which allows you to hop into a starship, offer support to ground troops, and then fly directly to space to join the battle there. A perfect example is the alpha trailer for the original Battlefront III

A Campaign for all 3 eras. Since Anthony Skordi is hinting on his twitter of more things for Admiral Versio, perhaps we could get a Clone Wars era campaign where we play as Garrick Versio? For Empire, we could play more as Iden Versio prior to her defection to the Rebellion. And finally, we play as Zay Versio and a new generation of Inferno Squad, which all ends with the battle of Exegol

Giving us every hero that came before and more.

Giving us every weapon in Star Wars canon

Actually giving us all 3 eras. Every major planet. Every major Starship. Every skin for the heroes and troopers and pretty much everything

Every trooper skin that came before, with the addition of Ahsoka’s 332nd Company, also all these skins should appear for the Imperials and FIrst Order

Do what was done with Squadrons for Starfighter Assault

Every ground vehicles, including the Spider Droids and Hailfire Droid tank.

More Hunt modes. Ewok Hunt mode is great, but what I would kill to have Operation Knightfall, a Hunt mode between Jawas and droids, Tusken Raidiers and Jawas and hey we could even have a mode where Rey scavenges in Jakku

Factions

The Galactic Republic

Confederacy of Independent Systems

Death Watch

Shadow Collective

The Galactic Empire

The Rebel Alliance

The New Republic

The Resistance

The First Order

Heroes and their skins

Anakin Skywalker

Jedi Knight(Default)

General Skywalker

Robed

Padawan

Lord Vader

Redeemed

Padme Amidala

Geonosis(Default)

Queen Amidala

Handmaiden

Palace Battle Dress

Clone Wars

Ahsoka Tano

Mandalore(Default)

Padawan

Fulcrum

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Jedi Master(Default)

Robed

General Kenobi

Padawan

Mandalorian

Ben Kenobi

Mace Windu

Jedi Master(Default)

Robed

Scarred

Qui-Gon Jinn

Jedi Master(Default)

Robed

Yoda

Jedi Master(Default)

Hooded

Exile

Bo-Katan Kryze

Nite Owl(Default)

Unmasked

Captain Rex

Captain(Default)

Old

Commander Cody

Commander(Default)

Imperial

Darth Maul

Sith(Default)

Hooded

Cyborg

Mandalore

Crimson Dawn

Old Master

Count Dooku

Count(Default)

Darth Tyranus

Jedi

Jango Fett

Cad Bane

Asajj Ventress

Apprentice(Default)

Assassin

Nightsister

Bounty Hunter

Jedi

General Grievous

General(Default)

Cloaked

Battle Damaged

Pre Vizsla

Death Watch(Default)

Unmasked

Luke Skywalker

Jedi(Default)

Throne Room

Hooded

Farmboy

Yavin Ceremony

Pilot

Hoth

Bespin

Endor

Grand Master

Crait

Leia Organa

Princess

Rebel

Commander(Default)

Hoth

Bespin

Endor

Jedi

Boushh

Slave

Han Solo

Smuggler(Default)

Hoth

Captain

Endor

Seasoned Smuggler

Beckett’s Crew

Corellia Escape

Chewbacca

Smuggler(Default)

Vandor

Carrying C-3PO

Porg on shoulder

Lando Calrissian

General(Default)

Administrator

Skiff

Professional Sportsman

Raconteur

Retired Smuggler

Jyn Erso

Rebel(Default)

Imperial Disguise

Cassian Andor

Captain(Default)

Imperial Disguise

K-2SO

Bodhi Rook

Chirrut Îmwe

Baze Malbus

Kanan Jarrus

The Last Padawan(Default)

Blind

Caleb Dume

Ezra Bridger

Jedi(Default)

Apprentice

Hera Syndulla

Sabine Wren

Rebel

Artist

Clan Wren(Default)

Garazeb Orrelios

Alexander Kallus

Rebel(Default)

Agent

Enfys Nest

Marauder(Default)

Unmasked

L3-37

Cal Kestis

Darth Vader

Dark Lord(Default)

Cracked

Unmasked

Battle Damaged

Palpatine

Emperor(Default)

Chancellor

The Senate

Sith Eternal

Boba Fett

Bounty Hunter(Default)

Prototype

1313

Holiday

Wanderer

Pristine Condition

Bossk

Grand Moff Tarkin

Director Orson Krennic

Tobias Beckett

Drydon Vos

Qi’Ra

Crimson Dawn(Default)

Scumrat

Grand Admiral Thrawn

The Grand Inquisitor

Inquisitor(Default)

Temple Guard

The Seventh Sister

The Second Sister

Inquisitor(Default)

Trilla Suduri

Gar Saxon

The Emperor’s Hand(Default)

Unmasked

Shadow Collective

Din Djarin

Mando

Pure Beskar(Default)

Clan Of Two

Din Djarin

Cara Dune

IG-11

Moff Gideon

Rey

Scavenger(choice between using Lightsaber or Quarterstaff and blaster)

Full Gear

Ach-To

Jedi Training

Jedi

Hooded

Rey Skywalker(Default)

Empress Palpatine

Finn

Big Deal(with the choice to choose blaster or Lightsaber)

FN-2187

Resistance Hero(Default)

First Order Disguise

Resistance Leader

Poe Dameron

Best Pilot in The Resistance

Black Squadron

Commander(Default)

General Dameron

Rose Tico

Engineer(Default)

First Order Disguise

Commander Tico

Kylo Ren

Jedi Killer(Default)

Knight Of Ren

Unmasked I

Heir To Vader

Unmasked II

Supreme Leader

Unmasked III

Ben Solo

Jedi

General Armitage Hux

General(Default)

Formal

Rabbid Curr

Captain Phasma

Captain(Default)

Battle Damaged

Unmasked

Continued in Part 2

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How The Mandalorian Captures the Spirit of the Star Wars Prequel Era

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This Star Wars: The Mandalorian article contains spoilers.

Among The Mandalorian‘s many influences, at the top of the list is the classic Star Wars trilogy which started it all. Showrunner Jon Favreau, executive producer Dave Filoni, and the rest of the team have done a great job of incorporating lore from every era of the Star Wars saga in ways that make sense. Folding in elements fans know from A New Hope, for example, adds to the show’s sense of groundedness, showing us the weathered sci-fi locations that George Lucas made a staple of Star Wars while also picking up several loose threads unresolved after Return of the Jedi.

The season 2 of the Disney+ series doesn’t forget the Prequel era, though. With Bo-Katan and Ahsoka appearing in season 2, and Grogu revealed to have grown up at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, more and more direct connections to the Clone Wars are becoming important to Din Djarin’s quest.

The Prequels were characterized by bright colors (see Padmé Amidala or Shaak Ti), cartoonish CGI (Jar Jar Binks), and a mix of high adventure and impending tragedy. The Old Republic, when The Phantom Menace opens, is about to begin its decline. The election of Chancellor Palpatine, who is scheming behind the scenes as the Sith Lord Darth Sidious, heralds the rise of the Empire. Several in-universe decades later, The Mandalorian is still dealing with the fallout from the events set in motion in Lucas’ second trilogy.

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Because the Prequel Trilogy ran from 1999 to 2005, it’s a generation removed from fans of the original films and the sequels. Yet, The Mandalorian manages to blend all of these different eras into a cohesive narrative and setting, while also exploring them with a new lens. With season 2’s focus on beginning of the saga, here are a few things The Mandalorian brings back from the Prequel Trilogy and The Clone Wars:

Ahsoka Tano

Season 2 is not only interested in the Prequel movies, but in the Expanded Universe stories that fleshed out the galaxy around it, particularly The Clone Wars TV series. And Lucasfilm wasted no time in creating a narrative throughline between the Star Wars animated series and the first live-action series, giving us both Mandalorian warrior Bo-Katan Kryze and former Jedi hero Ahsoka Tano. While both fan-favorite characters act as quest-givers during Mando’s journey, Ahsoka is the one who gives the bounty hunter the most immediate answers about his little companion’s past.

The former Jedi apprentice appears in “The Jedi” after working with the Rebellion for years. Now, she’s chasing the trail of Grand Admiral Thrawn to the planet Corvus, where an Imperial magistrate might have the answers she needs to find both Thrawn and missing Jedi friend Ezra Bridger (see: Star Wars Rebels).

Although Ahsoka left the Jedi Order over disagreements with the Council’s decisions, she now takes the role of a Jedi mentor, guiding Grogu toward the next step in this journey, even if she won’t outright train him. She doesn’t want to train Grogu because the loss of Anakin is still fresh in her mind. Anakin became Darth Vader due to his attachments, and may see the same fate for Grogu if he can’t let go of Mando. Even after Darth Vader’s death and redemption, his fall still affects Ahsoka.

Bo-Katan Kryze & the Darksaber

“The Heiress” brought Bo-Katan Kryze back into focus. Played by Katee Sackhoff, her armor and hair style are a direct translation of her look in The Clone Wars. She even has two Nite Owls, her original group of commandos, with her, and their fast-paced, competent fighting brings some of the shine of the Prequel Trilogy into the more laid-back Western style of action in The Mandalorian.

At this point in the timeline, she is the rightful leader of Mandalore, a planet that changed hands a lot even before the Empire got ahold of it, with the politics there making up a sizable part of the plot of The Clone Wars. Although The Mandalorian takes place after a Great Purge that wiped out most Mandalorians on the planet, Bo-Katan reveals in her live-action debut that she’s determined to get Mandalore back once and for all.

Her mission on Trask is part of that quest. She needs to capture a shipment of stolen Mandalorian weapons in order to arm her growing group of followers. By the end of “The Heiress,” her trajectory is clear. Now that her group is adequately armed, she can go find Moff Gideon and take back the darksaber, which appeared in the villain’s clutches at the end of season 1.

While initially part of the old Legends continuity, the darksaber became a major part of the Mandalorian storyline on The Clone Wars, as the ceremonial weapon wielded by a Mand’alor, the ruler of the race’s warrior clans. Although there doesn’t seem to be many rival Mandalorians left to question her right to rule, it’s still pivotal that Bo-Katan reclaim the darksaber, as it being in Imperial hands is a major insult to her people.

Grogu

“The Jedi” revealed that the Prequel era actually paved the way for another member of Yoda’s species. In reality, Grogu is a puppet, at least in some shots: Werner Herzog famously called it “heartbreakingly beautiful” when he saw two technicians performing the Child’s facial expressions. The character’s slick look combines Original Trilogy puppetry with Prequel Trilogy cartoonishness.

Now that Ahsoka has explained it, we know Grogu has an even more direct connection to the Prequels. He was raised in the Jedi Temple on Coruscant alongside all of the characters we know and love. Ahsoka, Anakin, and Obi-Wan Kenobi might have known him, and Yoda surely did. The fact that someone snuck Grogu out of the temple during the massacre of the Jedi during Order 66 adds a significant new event to the Prequel timeline.

Another way the Prequels paved the way for Baby Yoda is with Yaddle, the third known canon member of the species. Yaddle was developed based on concept art for a younger Yoda, but became her own character. Lucas wanted the origins of Yoda to remain mysterious, but Yaddle changed the mold by confirming there were others like the beloved Jedi Master.

Grogu explores the mystery of Yoda’s species further. Where did he come from? Is there a planet of Yodas? Would the planet of Yodas irreparably break the internet?

Jango & Boba Fett

Jango Fett’s role in Attack of the Clones led to some confusion as to whether the legendary bounty hunter’s father was technically a Mandalorian. For years, Jango’s origin was a hotly debated topic both in the fandom and in-universe. Members of the New Mandalorian government that ruled Mandalore during the Clone Wars, for example, denounced Jango as a phony, claiming he’d stolen the traditional Mandalorian armor for his own gain. The Mandalorian confirms that the truth can be found somewhere in the middle.

In “The Tragedy,” a resurgent Boba Fett confirms that his father was a foundling like Mando, raised to be a Mandalorian warrior and follow the race’s traditions. The episode even re-canonized a piece of Jango’s Legends backstory. As revealed in the armor chain code that Boba shows Mando, it was a Mandalorian named “Jaste” (very likely a nod to Jango’s adoptive father in Legends, Jaster Mereel) who mentored a young Jango.

Decades later, Boba Fett wears this heritage with pride. While not born on Mandalore (or by natural means), Boba feels every bit as Mandalorian as his father did. “The Tragedy” even confirms that the former Imperial-allied bounty hunter still follows a code of honor among Mandalorians. Indebted to Din due to his actions on Tython, Boba agrees to help his fellow Mandalorian track down Grogu and bring him to safety.

The Cloner

One character operating in the background of The Mandalorian is the mysterious Imperial scientist Dr. Pershing, who briefly appeared in season 1 to run experiments on Grogu and made his return in season 2 episode “The Siege.” Not much is known about Pershing or his twisted experiments except that he needs Grogu’s M-count-heavy blood to accomplish something for the Empire. “The Siege” reveals that he’s been injecting subjects with Grogu’s blood, a process that has resulted in twisted corpses floating inside of lab tanks on Nevarro.

While Pershing’s true motives and mission are yet to be revealed, one theory concerning his identity points to a direct connection to one of the Prequel era’s most important elements: cloning. The biggest clue is the patch on the arm of his lab coat, which matches the one worn by Kaminoan cloners in Attack of the Clones. It’s true that cloning has touched every part of the Star Wars saga, whether it’s a brief reference in A New Hope or Palpatine’s final scheme in The Rise of Skywalker, so it only makes sense that it would also pop up in The Mandalorian.

So far, all of the cloners we’ve seen have been aliens. It’s possible Pershing was trained by the Kaminoans or, judging from the mangled bodies on Nevarro, learned from them in secret and advertised himself as an expert cloner when he in fact is not. But the show is less interested in his back story; the important part is what his skill set might mean for the future of the Empire, the New Republic, and the Jedi. The Kaminoans were never able to replicate Force-sensitivity in their clones. Were Pershing to solve this problem, could this open up a new possibility for Star Wars?

Zabraks

One popular race on the show are the Zabraks, the same species as Darth Maul and a staple of The Clone Wars. The short, curved horns on their skulls give them a devilish aspect to a human viewer, making them a perfect, unsubtle choice for villain characters. That said, the Armorer’s helmet also features what look like Zabrak horns, although whether this is decoration or a necessity is unclear.

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In terms of design, the Zabraks on the show are a mix of Original and Prequel sensibilities. Their red skin is drab—after all, these are background characters, not main villains like Darth Maul. Since they are mostly human, there is no reason why this type of alien couldn’t have been created with prosthetics in 1977—and the show imagines what the Prequel race would look like had Lucas put them in the Mos Eisley cantina in A New Hope.

Bestiary

The Mudhorn of Arvala-7 looks a lot like the Reek, the one-horned, rhinoceros-like creature Obi-Wan and friends fought in the Geonosian arena at the beginning of the Clone Wars in Attack of the Clones. Its lumbering gait and the way it attacks with its swinging head are very similar. The arena battle is a high point in Episode II, perhaps because of the strength of the fight choreography and the way it evokes the creature features classic Star Wars drew from. With better and better CGI technology available to Lucasfilm, The Mandalorian essentially updated the reek for a new era.

Unlike the Mudhorn being a reek look-alike, the blurrgs Mando rides on Arvala-7 are straight from the Prequel era and is unchanged. This species of top-heavy reptilian bipeds has previously appeared in animated form in The Clone Wars. However, they aren’t strictly a Prequel creation, even though many of today’s fans know them from Filoni’s previous work. They first appeared in cartoon form in Ewoks: The Battle for Endor in 1985.

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