Oddyn Vizsla wrote:"Heh, so this is what happened." He stroked his beard with the remaining hand, pulling on catheter a bit too much, so he couldn't be doing it for long. "Quite the party, though not enough drinking unless they made up later on. At least the old Kelborn got the prize... So you're kinda Kelborn now, full Schism and all? Heh." He sighed. "Heh. The man's a beast. I know I won't get his head anytime soon unless I stack the deck. If you feel like a coward you probably are a bit of that, but it's only half-bad. Sometimes Ba'slan shev'la (strategic disappearance) is the only way to get your job done. So don't fuss about it, that inch will wane soon after your next badassness." He had no taste for sugar-coating. He paused, looking up. "But on one thing he's been right. We're Mando'ade. We may not agree with or like each other, we may have good reasons to kill each other, but disrespecting each other makes us barbarians. Varo may be full of shit, but he's a Mando full of shit. If we start dividing ourselves on good and bad, those deserving and those undeserving of the name, we're quite done."
Oddyn Vizsla wrote:He looked at her and sighed. "How are their failings excusing us? If they're misconducting hypocrites, does it change Resol'nare? Who's dar'manda is decided when one dies, not earlier. If you grant yourself the right to make calls what's right, let them do the same. It would suck to merge in Manda with those you've been denying this. The sweat and blood that soaked into your beskar'gam came from the Kryze. Hate them, kill them, thwart them, but don't deny them their identity." He tensed during speaking, then flopped. He wasn't used to preaching. "Or do what you want. I'm not your father."
After a pause, he said one more thing. "This is ga'rua. Your uncle spared me for some reason, but that lessens the worth of my life. Still, me living means the real risk of him dying by my hand. But if I manage to kill him, I'll drink for him the same night. His daughter is a brat, but maybe she'll grow once the old man's gone."
Oddyn Vizsla wrote:"I'll be fine, Sabine." He smirked."Will just be a few miles farther on the way to droid. Sooner a cyborg than your father figure though, if you don't mind."
Oddyn Vizsla wrote:"I probably should be grateful that you pulled your punches and didn't call be rusty outright." He snickered. He wasn't old, merely in late twenties, but the bird was a time-travelling machine.
Oddyn Vizsla wrote:"There's some phantom pain despite medication." He admitted matter-of-factly. "But it's no biggie really. I know pain aplenty, it's normal. The indignation of having been spared on a whim is worse."
Oddyn Vizsla wrote:"Thought, sure. I am kriff dry though, so not until this is over unless I loot a treasure left behind or something." He chuckled. "They'll fit me in with an ordinary replacement, or so I've been told." He paused a bit, looking up at her. "I'm indeed pigheaded about recovering quickly. Thanks for a good word, ner vod."
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