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“It’s not just the Force we need with us today, Commander,” she said. “It’s reliable kit and accurate intel.” “Always is, General,” he said. “Always is.”
Expedience ambushes you in the end.
Armor does not make a Mandalorian. The armor is simply a manifestation of an impenetrable, unassailable heart.
“So … you’ve been ordered around by a geriatric and a child, have you?” Darman’s voice frosted over. “Scorch, do you like medcenter food?” “Touchy, touchy …” There was a faint click on the helmet comlink. “Delta! This is the geriatric. Get down and give me fifty, now!”
“Ke nu’jurkadir sha Mando’ade …” Don’t mess with Mandalorians.
A Mandalorian’s identity and soul depended only on what lived within him. And he relied only on his brother warriors—or his sons.
“I’m slumming it. I usually work with ARC captains.”
detach from the moment. But she didn’t want to. She wanted to risk living with those terrible feelings. The danger suddenly seemed to lie in denying them,
“Steaks. We fear nothing.”
Mandalorians define themselves by culture and behavior alone. It is an affinity with key expressions of this culture—loyalty, strong self-identity, emphasis on physical endurance and discipline—
“Now, do we get the best kit or what?” he said, becoming the confident man he wanted to be again. “Name me another army where you get handcrafted Verps to play with.” “The Verpine army,” Scorch said. “Do they have an army?” “Do they need one?”
Mhi solus tome Mhi solus dar’tome Mhi me’dinui an Mhi ba’juri verde We are one when together. We are one when parted. We will share all. We will raise warriors.
“You can fight ice-cold or you can fight red-hot. Kal fights hot. It’s his weakness.”
“You’re very shiny, you two,” Niner said, jerking his thumb at Corr and Mereel, who were almost glowing in the light from the red flashing sign of a seedy caf bar. “Why don’t you just write SHOOT ME HERE on that di’kutla white armor?” “You rely on that black stuff way too much,” Mereel said. “It’s all about a stealthy approach, you see.” He heaved a massive Merr-Sonn Reciprocating Quad Blaster onto his hip and powered up the microrepulsorlift to take some of its weight. Four huge double-barreled blaster muzzles loomed from the weapon’s body. It was close on eighty centimeters long and looked
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When you can no longer know what your nation or your government stands for, or even where it is, you need a set of beliefs you can carry with you and cling to. You need a core in your heart that will never change.
“They believe that complete knowledge of someone is the key to loving them. They don’t like surprises and hidden facets.
Is it true you don’t have a word for ‘hero’?” “Yes, but we’ve got a dozen for ‘stab.’ ”
my strength is always going to be what I carry around inside me, my sense of who and what I am. Even if the rest of the galaxy sinks in its own filth, I’ll die without compromising my honor.
ke nu’jurkadir
