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outshinethestars · 4 months
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Jango Fett is captured by Jedi Master Mace Windu.  He is extradited to Mandalore.
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mistergreatbones · 1 year
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None of the clone troopers have ever spoken Mando'a in canon, however Rex has called people "kid", including several clones, Ahsoka, and Ezra. We also hear Cody refer to his subordinates as "kid" as well, and once he refers to another clone as "son" (Chopper in the Hidden Enemy)
Additionally, in the 'The Deserter', Rex explains that he is fighting so "our children and their children [won't] be forced to live under an evil I can't well imagine." When Cut points out that Rex can't have kids, as it's against the rules, Rex responds that "it doesn't matter if it's my children or other people's children." He is not denying that he doesn't have kids, but instead implying that he sees no different between his own offspring and others'.
Therefore, there is technically more textual evidence to support the headcanon that Rex would be referred to as "Dad" instead of "ori'vod" should a member of the 501st require a familiar nickname for him. In this essay I will examine the significance of this moniker in relation to Captain Rex, and expand upon how this may change our understanding of the GAR's interpersonal relationships
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count-doodoo · 5 months
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"you know a lot about star wars"
OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA SIR. WE HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN ANYWHERE NEAR MY BLORBO GLUP SHITTO.
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itstimeforstarwars · 6 days
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Truly nothing funnier than when I'm writing sw fic and get to say something like "Ben is fifteen. He's been an adult for two years now."
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Bo-Katan's Journey and The Road Ahead
The latest episode of The Mandalorian has begun to shed a bit of light on the beginning of Bo’s journey (as well as raising yet more questions about the timeline).
Adonai Kryze, Bo-Katan and Satine’s father - and the warlord of House Kryze - fought and died in the The Great Clan Wars (approx. 41BBY-39BBY). He witnessed Bo recite the creed in front of the Living Waters. Bo says that he was proud of her because she “didn’t embarrass him in front of everyone”. When Din said he sounded like an interesting man and commented he would have liked to meet him, Bo says that he was a “great man”, before sharing that he died defending Mandalore.  
This is our first big clue in canon as to who influenced her most in her younger years. We know that Adonai sent Satine away to Coruscant to keep her safe, and it is presumably while she is there that she begins to change her affiliation to that of the New Mandalorians, since her father was obviously not a pacifist. Bo’s narrative suggests that she sought to make her father proud, so she probably did all she could to align her allegiances with his. Since Satine is the older of the two, it makes sense that the second-born would be even more desperate to please the father to gain more favor and attention. Depending on when Adonai died, he may not have known that his eldest daughter and heir decided to switch her affiliation to the New Mandalorians. But if he was alive when Satine made her choice, Bo would have gotten a front row seat to her father’s feelings, which were most likely those of disappointment and betrayal, just before his death at the hands of the faction that Satine now served. One can easily see how Bo might have come to hate her sister and want revenge.
Dave Filoni has stated that he had a back story in mind where Bo-katan and Satine were twins. Initially, I had dismissed this as a mothballed idea when Katee Sackhoff was chosen to play Bo in the live-action series, since she is now 42 years old and nowhere near the right age to play Satine’s twin. If Satine is the same age as Obi-Wan, they would be 66 in 9 ABY, plus however many years have passed since season 1 began (which is “many years” according Favreau). But, if it is true that Bo recited the creed in front of her father before his death during the Great Clan Wars, he might not have given up on that idea after all. Even if she recited the creed at 12 years old in the last year of the war (39 BBY), she would still be 60 years old in 9 ABY. Maybe she was in carbon freeze for a couple decades, maybe she has an excellent skin care regimen. In any case, Bo is definitely FAR older than she looks. But her advanced age fuels the idea that there could have been a much deeper animosity between the sisters than if there was a significant age gap. 
I assume Bo was not exiled with the Old Mandalorians to Concordia, since she was still too young to fight in the war, but at some point, she joined Pre Vizsla and gave her allegiance to Death Watch and began actively seeking her sister’s demise. Later, when Pre’s bid for power led him to join forces with the former Sith Lord, Maul, Bo-katan vehemently objects to the alliance. She knows Maul will double cross Pre, and she feared he would not win the confrontation. Her instincts proved to be right on the credits. Maul murders her sister and takes over Mandalore. We don’t yet know if Bo’s motivations for turning on Maul were simply because he was an outsider, or if his murder of Satine made her regret the path of vengeance she had chosen - but in either case, Bo organizes her Nite Owls into a resistance to oust Maul from power. Palpatine does her work for her, killing Savage and imprisoning Maul, and Bo seems to lie low for a short time. But when Saxon and the other super commandos loyal to Maul spring him from prison and he regains a foothold on Mandalore, she asks the Republic for aide. We know the rest. The Siege of Mandalore is a success, Maul is captured, and Bo is made regent. But when she refuses to bend the knee to Palpatine, she is replaced by Saxon.
Seventeen years later, Bo is still actively resisting the Empire’s hold on Mandalore, seeking freedom for her people. When Sabine Wren offers her the reclaimed Darksaber, she refuses it, claiming she failed as regent to protect her people. In the conflict that follows, Fenn Rau and Bo-katan agree that Sabine shows much leadership potential, despite her young age. After the insurgents come together and finally oust Gar Saxon and his brother, gaining a major victory, Sabine once more offers the Darksaber to Bo, saying that she has proven herself to be a worthy leader. Bo reluctantly accepts the heirloom, gaining the support of the remaining Kryze clan, House Vizsla, Clan Wren, Clan Rook, Clan Eldar, and Fenn Rau, the last Protector (but not The Children of the Watch, who were residing on Concordia). Ultimately, their rebellion prompts the Empire to strike back by utterly destroying the entire surface of the planet in the Great Purge. 
Over a decade later, we find her still fighting the good fight against the remnants of the Empire and trying to regain the Darksaber to once more unite her people and restore Mandalore. But because of one blunder by the unsuspecting Din, she could not lay claim to the sword, and refused to accept it as a gift once more (nor fight him for it). In the The Mines of Mandalore, we see Bo refuse to lay claim to it again, even though Din had lost it in his struggle against the cyborg crab. Though she obviously has no trouble wielding the blade - the same of which can not be said of either Din or Paz Vizsla - she still returned the precious weapon to him. Though she had the *perfect* opportunity to take the saber from Din (and technically creed compliant), she did the honorable thing and saved his life, returning the weapon without a word of argument. Time will tell if she continues to act as honorably, but I see no reason to doubt her, especially now that she has clearly begun to take a liking to Din.
There is a wide range of feelings concerning Bo-Katan in the Star Wars fan base, and understandably so. Personally, she was redeemed in my eyes when she changed course at the end of The Clone Wars. She appeared genuinely remorseful of her sister's death when she spoke to Obi-Wan (though ultimately, she had not been the one responsible). She has spent upwards of 35 years atoning for the choices of her youth. Let's be honest, it's not as though she's the first Star Wars character who set themselves on a path of evil in the name of vengeance and then turn away from it later. She isn't perfect, but she has acted honorably and with humility in regards to the Darksaber since it was first offered to her.
Bo has been raised to believe that the myths and legends of her people are just that - stories. She believed, like many others, that the mythosaurs had gone extinct generations ago. They were once real, but the stories about her people's encounters with them have been reduced to legend, like many of the fables that we have in the real world (ex: Excalibur and its ability to choose a worthy king; St. George and the dragon, magic-wielding wizards, etc.). It's as strange for her to believe in Din's myths as it would be for someone living in the 21st century to believe Excalibur really did choose King Arthur. Jedi and lightsabers are real to be certain, but no other lightsaber chooses who is worthy to wield it (of which Bo-Katan is fully aware).
Now that a mythosaur has apparently been residing in the depths, perhaps she'll begin to believe. Or maybe she'll just accept that they obviously didn't go extinct and the timing is just very convenient to herald in the restoration of Mandalore. Perhaps it was a Force sensitive individual who first had the vision to begin with, seeing the destruction of Mandalore and catching a glimpse of a new leader rising alongside the great beast. Their future is uncertain, but I believe that this season will show that the ideal future for Mandalore is somewhere in the middle of their extremes. Bo will be able to experience some spirituality (or the will of Force) permeating her strictly realist belief system. Hopefully, Din will discover that he can still be a Mandalorian without following all the fundamentalist restrictions of the cult in which he was raised. They both need to accept that fighting isn't the only application for Mandalorians.
I also suspect that Din will discover that The Armorer is not the most trustworthy of historians, but she'll have her reasons. One thing is certain: Mandalore can have no future as long as their individual beliefs are exclusive to others. Like Bo said, it is painful to see her people fighting each other for generations for reasons too complicated to explain. It has to stop, and I believe balance will only be achieved with Bo-Katan and Din working together.
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martianbugsbunny · 1 year
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We Are Mandalorians: Our Love Must Be Forged (An AxePaz Fic)—Chapter 1
Hello, sweeties! This is a rivals-to-lovers fix-it AxePaz fic (the fix-it is for Paz’s death and the rivals-to-lovers takes a lot of bickering and homoerotic sparring, and some softer moments too). I guess it’s probably obvious, but Axe is going to be the one who saves Paz eventually. They’re gonna spelunk on Mandalore together, they’re gonna fight, they’re gonna have a great time—and so are you! Enjoy!
Axe had kept his eye on the larger, taciturn Mandalorian of the Watch since they left Nevarro’s orbit. He was a Vizsla—and they were a dangerous clan. A Vizsla in ancient times had been the one to forge the Darksaber, the symbol of the Manda’lor, and although the blade had changed hands many times throughout history, Vizslas always seemed to end up fighting to win it back.
Now, as he watched, Paz Vizsla knelt down in front of a child, probably no more than eight or nine, and laid a large hand on his shoulder. “You must stay here, Ragnar,” he said. Axe studied the child’s helmet; the colors were the same as those on Paz’s. This must be his child, Axe realized with jolt. He hadn’t pictured Paz as a family man—but he was quite gentle with his son, despite how little room for argument his tone left, and Axe knew instantly Paz had fulfilled the great calling of a Mandalorian in being a worthy parent. ���Behave yourself,” Paz continued. “Don’t touch the weapons that aren’t for training, and don’t start fights with the younger children.”
Ragnar nodded, and Paz leaned the forehead of his helmet against his son’s. “I will return soon,” Paz said.
He stood and squeezed his son’s shoulder, then turned towards the rest of the landing party. Many of them, Axe had seen give their goodbyes already; some had none to give. There were only a few who had not yet arrived.
“What are you looking at?” Paz asked brusquely. Axe stared at him. “It’s rude to eavesdrop, Nite Owl.”
Axe felt anger rear up within him. He never gave much effort to restraining himself; it seemed a waste of energy. He knew he could win almost any fight, and what’s more, most of the people he spent time with on a daily basis knew it, too.
Paz didn’t back down when Axe stepped up, toe-to-toe, each with a hand threateningly close to his blaster. “You were speaking in plain sight,” Axe said. There was an edge buried deep in his tone that was sharper than the edge of the vibroblade holstered on his arm, which most failed to detect. Paz, however, seemed to hear every dark thing the inflection promised, and cracked his neck to one side.
“Alright, Mandalorians, it’s time to move out!”
Bo-Katan Kryze’s voice broke through the ranks of the gathered Mandalorians. Axe could almost see it coming between him and Paz, an invisible wall preventing any bloodshed on the deck of the ship.
Paz stared at him for a few moments. Axe didn’t like that he could never see what the Children of the Watch were thinking; he preferred an opponent whose eyes he could read. “Watch your step, Nite Owl,” Paz said, before turning to follow the others to the bay where their landing ship was waiting.
As Axe purposefully lengthened his stride to walk in front of Paz, he felt his anger making room for something else, something that had been born in him the moment he saw Paz with his son...though it was fed by much less tender things.
He had enjoyed stepping up to the cobra’s dance of a proper standoff. He loved the adrenaline that shot through him when Paz had refused to give, the sickeningly thrilling anticipation at the idea of actually dueling him.
He shoved that back down as he buckled himself into the seat, but he also pushed his anger away. He needed his head clear for the recon mission.
Then Paz walked into the ship and sat down right next to him, and suddenly keeping emotion to a minimum seemed a much more daunting task.
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I am interested if foundlings are taking surnames of their caretaker? Because I am really confused. It's quiet easy with kids like Grogu,who doesn't have surname,but what about those who did? I think maybe they have a choice and if they refuse,they create their own clan like Din did,but that is simply my hypothesis and I want canon explanation.
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zeb-z · 1 year
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I need someone to call Bo Katan the fuck out this season of the Mandalorian. “Your cult fractured our people, where were you then?” As if she wasn’t an active and conscious member of Death Watch before they wanted to kill her sister, and even then she didn’t leave because of that.
“Your cult fractured our people,” that is soooo rich coming from a former lieutenant of Death Watch, who only changed sides because she didn’t agree with who won leadership rights through combat. It’s crazy how she’s all about tradition and honor, until it’s something she doesn’t agree with. The owner of the darksaber through combat is the rightful ruler of Mandalore, until it’s anyone she doesn’t like, until it’s not her specifically. All for uniting the people, until it means dealing with members of the cults that have fractioned them, and then she’s as harsh and exclusionary as it gets. No uniting her people, only judgement, looking down her nose.
“Where were you then” motherfucker he was hunting for his clan, he was providing for foundlings and family, he was risking it all to save a baby he had just met. Before that he was a fucking kid being indoctrinated by the group that took him in after his family died. Where were you then, Bo Katan? Killing innocents in terrorist attacks? Leading not one, but two Mandalorian civil wars? Losing the dark saber and Mandalore itself?
She wears hypocrisy far better than she’ll ever wear her armor.
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one weird thing about the Children of the Watch is that the narrative seems to think they’re more extreme than Death Watch (I think because they’re way more religious????) but in actuality they’re the faction most chill about the Mandalorian imperative to seek conflict outside of the New Mandalorians. like, being warriors is a huge part of their culture, but they don’t seem inclined to start a war to prove it, which makes them less extreme than Death Watch in my book. 
10/10, would build a time machine to send the Armorer back to challenge Shae and Heta Kol
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tmorriscode · 1 year
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I keep seeing these takes that Bo-Katan kept the existence of the mythosaur away from Mando. FWIW, I don’t think that’s what’s happening.
Bo is undergoing a crisis of faith. She’s never believed in the way in the same fashion that Mando does.
And right in the middle of helping out this guy who has unwavering belief, this agnostic comes face to face with god.
Did she really see what she thought she saw? It was dark down there, and she was pumped full if adrenaline and holding her breath while trying to save Mando. Maybe, she might wonder, maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. Maybe she only saw what her subconscious wanted her to see.
Din didn’t see it. If she tells him she saw a mythosaur, he’ll think she’s making it up. Or he’ll project something on her that she still isn’t sure she wants any part of. She’s gotten her hopes up before. So many times. She might be afraid to put herself out there.
And then she’s accidentally accepted into his group. Free to stay or go for however long she wants. While she’s in a full-blown crisis of faith. There has got to be something intriguing about being surrounded by people who believe in *something*. Especially while she’s trying to figure things out for herself.
Maybe the Bo of a few seasons ago would scoff at the invitation. But the Bo of now is not going to say anything while she’s standing on a shaky personal ground.
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cumberbangers · 1 year
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I have a wacky theory about how The Mandalorian is going to end this current story arc.
Bo-Katan will successfully take Mandalore while riding the mythosaur with the assistance of the Children of the Watch. Grogu will earn his full Mandalorian armor, including his helmet. But when he gets his helmet, they’ll all realize his widdle face is too damn cute to be covered by a helmet, so because of that, as well as in honor of Clan Kryze and the Night Owls, the Children of the Watch will elect to do away with the “thou shalt not remove your helmet in the presence of others” rule and everyone will sit down to a communal celebratory meal together. Also Grogu will finally speak his first words, I’m just torn on whether he’ll say “This is the way” or “Daddy.” 
Bonus points if we find out Kelleran Beq is still alive.
I’m just a sucker for sappy endings, what can I say.
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outshinethestars · 4 months
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Satine’s horror crystallizes.  It is sharp as any kad, impenetrable as beskar, and cold as the black between stars.
Satine reads of what became of the children of the failed Mand’alor, the children of Mandalore, and her horror is a living, vicious thing, a deadly weapon.
So then, what next?
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nikxation · 1 year
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I'd like to remind everyone why Din has never been to Mandalore.
It's not because it was destroyed. That happened decades after the Mandalorians picked him up.
It is because the Children of the Watch, Death Watch, was hiding on Concordia.
His soft moment of "I've never been there either" is because he's been cloistered away and indoctrinated with lies that "it's cursed" and "they're not REAL Mandalorians" and "we survive because we hide".
There is no reason he couldn't have gone at least once, especially with how close it was. Especially during the Clone Wars before the Republic/Empire stepped in.
No reason except that his people were (and still are) Death Watch.
Ya know, the Children of the Watch, for a people who claim to care so much about their history and culture... Din knows surprisingly little of it all...
I. Wonder. Why.
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former-ly-darth · 10 months
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One of the most interesting things about the Mandalorian series is that I am not yet sure what it is saying about religion
That’s a pretty bold stance that Disney is taking in producing the show. I don’t even know if they are consciously commenting on religion, but whether the intention is there or not, there is a dialogue in the show about religion.
Because for most people--or at least a decent sized audience--Din’s clan looks like a cult. They even outright call it a cult many times in the show. For at least the first two seasons, I figured the point they were planning to make was that “the way” of the Children of the Watch is problematic and unsustainable as a way of life...but now I am not so sure. 
On the other hand, Bo Katan’s people and the other Mandalorians are not without their own problematic beliefs. I’ll admit I don’t know that much of Mandalorian culture to begin with, but from what I have gathered of the culture from The Clone Wars and The Mandelorian is that Mandalorian culture has a long, strong, and proud history of facism...In a sense, that was the religion of Death Watch. Perhaps the point of the show will be to represent that blind obedience to any particular faith MAY have hurtful consequences...I mean, in the same way that Star Wars is and always has been a commentary about war in real life first and foremost, the depictions of Jedi and Sith has also always been a commentary on religion. I don’t think it’s a stretch to say that this show simply chose to focus on that religious critique more than SW spinoffs, but I am curious about where this dialogue will lead edit: I guess I am curious...Is Din’s clan meant to represent christianity? Is it meant to represent non-christian religions? Is it just religion altogether or is it meant to represent fringe-religions that are born from major religions?
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blueboobutterfly · 2 years
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I will die on this fucking hill.
You can enact change without destroying an entire culture, you can enact change without erasing an entire history of people. Satine had many fucking choices to let people continue to practice their culture but still have ways to decrease violence in your own community. Would it be easy? No. But it would have been the best route for Mandalorians when you can still appreciate and practice your heritage/culture. She could have worked with those who were willing to bring peace to Mandalore but still have their rights to their culture, and probably wouldn’t have died. Or have death watch and literal CRIME SYNDICATES RUNNING HER DAMN CITY AND UNDERGROUND. There were other factions of Mandalorians besides Death Watch, like the True Mandalroians (although scattered and smaller) and even Neutral Clans. Or Children of the Watch. All of these different clans to get different perspectives but the terrorist groups and her own. Even after she wasn’t on the run anymore she didn’t wanna learn or understand others, just wanted her own beliefs to be law. You can be a pacifist and still let people celebrate their culture. You can be a pacifist and still defend your people. YOU CANT BE A PACIFIST AND KICK ALL THE PEOPLE WHO OPPOSE YOU OFF THEIR OWN PLANET WHERE YOU SAY THEY MOST LIKELY DIED.
It’s not a good idea exiling anyone who didn’t share the same bullshit ultra pacifism beliefs from their own home world, and then also basically saying that anyone who follows a different belief from you isn’t ‘mandalroian’. That is cultural erasure, and borderline ethnic cleansing. Especially when you say that the exiles most likely died. And that’s not account for the fact most of the probably weren’t Death Watch. When nothing at the end of the day looks like your peoples heritage or culture you know how fucked up it is; not your music, your food, your clothes, your own Fucking people. When you erase and entire group of people from the population, because you don’t like something they do that you don’t is pretty fucked up.
So yea, fuck Satine and her New Mandalroian agenda. It’s a lie. And I also wanna mention I blame like all of the New Mandalroian leaders and hierarchy, they all are to blame for this shit. Especially you Almec. You curdled milk skinned bitch.
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martianbugsbunny · 1 year
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We Are Mandalorians: Our Love Must Be Forged (An AxePaz Fic)—Chapter 2B
*with no shortage of chortling* I couldn’t pick what tone I wanted for the scene where Axe and Paz fight on the skiff, so I did two!! Muahahaha! 2A is a little heavier on releasing some genuine anger (but it ends well, don’t worry) and 2B is a bit more fun and flirtatious. This is the only point where I’m doing a split like this, so there’s no need to worry about the fic diverging later on.
Read both if you want to pick your favorite, or if you just find both intriguing. Read one if you don’t like the sound of the other one or you don’t have time to read both. Read neither if you’re not interested. It’s all about options, that’s the point, so read on in whatever combination you like and have fun!
The landing had definitely been smoother than Axe was expecting it to be. Despite Din Djarin and Bo-Katan both assuring the entire party before takeoff that the air wasn’t poisoned and the planet wasn’t cursed, the part of Axe that had watched the destruction of the planet in person all those years ago had doubts.
But when the older Mandalorians had arrived on their piecemeal skiff, Axe had finally accepted the truth: hope was possible. Mandalore really could be his home again. He pulled off his helmet, breathing in deeply, allowing himself to revel in the fact that his boots were once more on Mandalore’s surface.
Paz Vizsla stared at him, then shook his head and boarded the skiff. Even that couldn’t dampen Axe’s mood. So what if Paz thought he was an unfit Mandalorian? Paz had no more authority to make that judgement than anyone.
After about half an hour on the skiff, Axe noticed Paz staring at him again. He walked across the deck and stood as close to Paz as he could without physically touching him. “Something wrong?” he asked.
Paz laughed quietly—so quietly Axe wasn’t sure he’d heard right. “This is you at your most intimidating? I pity you, Nite Owl,” he said. Then, as Axe began to indignantly puff up his chest, Paz clapped him on the shoulder, the metal of his armor plate ringing into the air. “Come, play a match of chess with me,” Paz said. “You must keep your mind sharp despite the euphoria of returning home.”
Axe was tempted by the one creature in his chest to brush Paz’s hand away and challenge him to a duel instead of a chess match. But the other creature, the one that wouldn’t let him look away from a face he couldn’t even see, sang Sit and play with him, sit and play with him! and for once he chose to obey that command.
Paz was already setting the pieces on the board by the time Axe sat down. They looked well-used; they were probably the only diversion the old Mandalorians had had to occupy their minds during their years on the broken planet. The squares on the board were worn, as well, some so that it was hard to tell where one ended and the next began.
The game was intense. Paz was sharp, often capitalizing on small flaws in Axe’s strategy that he felt stupid for not noticing himself. But after a round played by fairly neutral rules, which Axe lost, he got a new idea. A different kind of play. He had already seen Paz’s cleverness and his gentle side (although he had gotten in trouble for that); now it was time to test Paz’s strength.
“You can’t move an Enforcer like that,” Axe said. He kept his head tilted down towards the board, but glanced up at Paz to judge his reaction.
“It’s a flank jump,” Paz said, crossing his arms. “And you’re about to submit.”
As entertaining an idea as that was…focus, Axe! He scolded himself internally as he met Paz’s stare. “Only the Wing Guard can flank jump.”
“The Enforcer moves like a Wing Guard when it’s flanking,” Paz insisted. That was technically a rule in some variations on chess, but not in the versions popular among the Nite Owls. His alibi for quarreling with Paz was legitimate enough.
“These primitives make up their own rules for everything,” he said, as though the Children of the Watch couldn’t even hear him. He heard a few laughs from other Nite Owls, but that wasn’t the point. The point was exactly what happened: Paz finally lunged for the bait. He stood, removing his vibroblade from the sheath in his gauntlet, and pointed it at Axe.
“Submit or fight.”
“In that case, I pick fight.”
Axe fired his jetpack for a split second for a flying kick. Paz dodged it easily, about as easily as he had countered every one of Axe’s moves in the game. In the physical arena, however, Axe recovered himself much more quickly; he was an expert in brute force, yet could turn on a dime and land on his feet after missing a kick so that he hardly even stumbled.
Paz slashed at him with his vibroblade, with enough tentativeness Axe began to suspect this particular test wasn’t one-sided. Grinning, he unsheathed his own knife and in less than a minute their blades clashed over a dozen times, sparks scattering to the skiff deck with each strike.
Axe let his guard down just for a second to marvel at how well-matched they seemed, and Paz elbowed him in the neck. A stab of annoyance lanced through Axe and he returned the favor with a heavy dig to Paz’s stomach, just below his chestplate. Paz knocked him directly over; Axe just shot out a thin metal line from his gauntlet and tripped Paz right onto the deck with him. Both of them dropped their vibroblades as they fell; the very moment Axe snatched one up, he knew he had accidentally chosen wrong. He had Paz’s blade.
Din Djarin’s foundling stepped between them, but Paz had already passed the test. He was fluid in battle, yet solid and strong, exactly as a Mandalorian should be. Axe almost addressed him to switch their blades back—and then Paz put Axe’s knife in his own sheath.
Axe turned away, smiling. If Paz hadn’t noticed, he wasn’t going to bring it up. No, he was pleased to bring such a warrior’s weapon into battle with him, and if he dared to be honest, he liked the idea of Paz using his knife equally well.
He sat down beside the rail, a new kind of happiness filling his chest.
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