* bounty hunter / mando

[temp dash only] indie. private. selective. canon divergent. oc/crossover friendly. hired by kee

[mandoway]

ooc

So I know I said I was back, and I really do want to be here, but currently going through a major job transition and I’m so super stoked — so I will continue to be mostly MIA here until I’m settled in the new job. Thanks for always bearing with me. You guys the real mvps. ❤️

[mandoway]

UPDATE

So let me catch y’all up to speed. I recently got a job working Child Protective Services for my state (and omfg you guys, I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS JOB). Training has been taking up all of my time and I am flat mentally drained by the end of the work day. And I’m about to start our major training academy. So I probably won’t be around much until AFTER that. So, roughly 4 weeks give or take.

BUT I AM MAKING A COMEBACK. Stay tuned. ❤️

And as always, I’m easier to catch on disc.ord than here. Just ask for it.

[mandoway]

ooc

So I know I said I was back, and I really do want to be here, but currently going through a major job transition and I’m so super stoked — so I will continue to be mostly MIA here until I’m settled in the new job. Thanks for always bearing with me. You guys the real mvps. ❤️

[mandoway]

ooc

So I know I said I was back, and I really do want to be here, but currently going through a major job transition and I’m so super stoked — so I will continue to be mostly MIA here until I’m settled in the new job. Thanks for always bearing with me. You guys the real mvps. ❤️

[mandoway]

OKAY BUT IDEN?! 👀😬😱 pleeeeaaaassssseeee

That is all. Carry on.

[kaylabeemarie]

Din’s toughest mission yet 💚

[mandoway]

[themandaloriansource]

#pause please

[mandoway]

“I can bring you in warm… 

                                                                 Or I can bring you in cold.”

indie. private. selective. mandalorian from star wars the Mandalorian.

                                                                                                                        hired by kee.

rules & verses.

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[mandoway]

[mandoway]

Mando thinking he's finding another mando, and you can just see the complete disappointment on his helmet when there is no other real mando.

Whispers

Hi hey hello. I am back after my unforeseen hiatus. 👀😬

[mandoway]

loremastcr:

“I am doing this now because I fear the chances will be spent if I do not, or worse that another may never arise, so please forgive me of my desperation. My passion lies beyond this atmosphere, not beneath it. My reward would be the opportunity to finally taking a stride towards that passion.” Kell told in confidence, but the hitch of her shoulders revealed her growing nerves, her head canting lower beneath his quite literal steely gaze. Her heart had dropped when his tone did, and the young woman knew we was teetering a line few were willing to risk overstepping.

However, the questioning of her morale from the Mandalorian shook the instinct of submission right from her bones, leaving a hollow cold of shock, and her tone shifted icier in response. “Steal your son? Mister Mando, I am possibly a little naive, not mentally disordered. Moreover, if I—or anyone in our village—wished you ill, I doubt you would have stayed so long or considered for a second that leaving the child behind with us was a good idea.”

The accusation stung, and though it arose a brief childish anger of unfairness, the wave rolled over quickly and Kell’s expression soon melted to one of sorrowful sympathy. “…Maker, that is very common for you both, isn’t it. Never knowing whose intentions are sincere and whose are hiding a second selfish agenda… the scarcity of trust and peace… that sounds like a very difficult way to live each moment.” A twinging of regret in her ribs moved her to step back, having growing regret over chasing after the poor man and his little one so severely. “I am sorry.” 

Begrudgingly, silently, he knew her words held truth for the most part. He had really considered leaving the child here; however, it was a miscalculated idea. He should have known that for as long as the child was a sought after prize, he would never be safe anywhere -- no matter where in the galaxy, or even beyond, they went.

That also did not make him any more inclined to the idea of having another travel with him. Outside of the fact that he preferred to work alone, having the child and being chased planet after plant, would also place a traveling companion’s life at risk as well. That was no true way to live. Yet, she seemed desperate to leave this place. Maybe he could leave her in the first big docking port and she would be satisfied with that.

He was silent for many long moments, weighing his options before turning his gaze back to his ship. Her words were nothing really to ideas he had thought himself. But this was his way of life; whether others understood it or not. This is the way. He didn’t even note her apology before turning his head back to her.

“What skills could you possibly offer that would be worth having or would you only take up space and resources?”

[mandoway]

mikesmuses:

Mike should have expected this by now but he really didn't. He never had an experience with a hitman before but here he was.

He sighed and turned around. He saw who the Hitman was and it was.. "Din Djarin? Wow. Never thought I would see you in the flesh." Mike said as he grabbed a seat. He was strangely calm around that man with a gun pointed to his Head. "Names Mike Maahs."

While the bounty was not able to see his face, the mandalorian still rose a brow at the sheer cheek from this target. It was slightly unnerving for his name to be used. A name he had not heard in many years. A name he did not associate with himself any longer. A name that held no value, or so he thought. He was simply the mandalorian. A mando. A bounty hunter. No more. No less.

He lowered his weapon and examined the bounty. He seemed to be in no immediate hurry, and not one to run. Maybe he was tired of running. The mandalorian did not know, it was not his business to know the backstory or for how long his target had been running -- or why. He was simply here to do his job, collect his pay, and be on his way to the next one. Rinse and repeat. 

“Your name doesn’t mean much to me. Only the price that is associated with it. And my name means nothing to you.”

[mandoway]

bounty:

Looking down at the armor, she looked back up at him.

“I didn’t steal it from another Mandalorian, if that’s what you were thinking,” she told him.

Taking off the chest piece, and grabbing the Beskar dagger from her bag, she handed both to the bounty hunter. “I was hoping one of you would find me. The person who put the bounty on my head, he’s slaughtered Mandalorians and reused their armor for his soldiers…. you can choose to believe me or not, but if you want to help, we can give you that Beskar back. I know a friend who can help.”

He didn’t say that he believed her. Many of those on the run often invented wild stories to try and avoid capture. It was common. He was used to it. But he found himself a bit irked this time because this bounty was out here carrying around beskar armor. Something she had no business touching as far as he was concerned.

However, something in her explanation was different than the usual run-of-the-mill stories. She was even offing the beskar armor to him. Then again, this could just be a trick. He would play it cautious. But, he would hear her out before he made any decisions. 

Even if what she said was proved to be false, the armor was his anyways. Armor that could be reworked for a new generation of madalorians. 

He gave a small nod, “Alright then. Out with it. And then I will make a decision.” 

[mandoway]

starter call

hit the ‘❤’  for a starter. lengths will vary. (multis please specify a muse please)

[mandoway]

@levixthxn-thegirl​ continued from x:

The metallic echo that the helmet added to his voice gave the young woman a chill, but from where did her worry come from was unknown to her. The mandalorian was not a threat to her, at least from what she could gather.

“Are you certain? He doesn’t look like he is in a bad way, but there is nothing wrong with giving a helping hand, sir.”

He watched her for a moment before looking back to the man struggling with his cargo. The mandalorian had noticed the young fair-haired woman watching the other struggle, and decided he should speak up. The other man may get upset by being watched in a moment of weakness, and it may have ended badly for the young woman -- who had probably really meant no real harm. But staring was rude. So he had spoken.

“If he had wanted help, I am sure he would have asked. It’s probably best you be on your way. But if you want to lend a hand, by all means, go ahead. Just don’t take it personal when he refuses your offer.”

[mandoway]

@loremastcr​:

“Please!”

Kell Linah was not precisely sure how many times she had embarrassed herself by excessing that word beyond proper etiquette, chanting it beneath her breath in a desperate mantra every step they walked closer to the armor-clad man’s ship.

Even her own lips had tired of shaping the word, her mind having ceased recognizing it as anything other than a noise bursting with the gravity of her need to get away from here. To leave this life once and for all, and make a name for herself.

A name she had dreamt of quietly in only her own mind, a secret prayer Kell assumed would never be answered.

But now it could be. And she refused to let that just pass.

She was positive he found her to be the most obnoxious woman this side of the galaxy. Hell, she found herself incredibly annoying and downright unlikable at this moment. But this was her chance, her one and only chance to become what her heart yearned for with every drop of blood in her veins. Giving that up and returning to the everyday she’d know all her existence, gazing up to the stars knowing she did not fight for the reality she wanted… that wasn’t even an option.

Let him think what he would, but as far as Kell was concerned, this was a matter of life or death.

Her shoes squelched the mud flat as she trailed the Mandalorian with sudden increased fervor, straightening her spine to force an air of diplomacy. “I can help you with the child. You still wish to continue your life as you know it, right? Bounty hunting, killing, death and danger and despair? All of that? Well, surely you will need someone trustworthy to watch the baby during those… excursions. A character description I can only imagine is far beyond rare in such a line of work!”

Apparently ignoring her was not going to work. She just kept on and kept on. Hints did not work on her it seemed. Usually when an individual did not say anything in return, or make note of your existence, you would just write it off as a bad job and carry on. Not with her, however. She was starting to become very wearing on the nerves.

He paused in his step and turned to face her finally. She was not going to relent.

“Why? What’s in it for you? Why do you care?”

They weren’t exactly kind or friendly words, but he had to know why she was all but on her knees and begging him. Surely there were many others who came and went who she could have gone with – those who would have been glad of her company and work.

“And who’s to say I can trust you? You’ve not done anything that puts me in debt to you or has made me think I need you to come with me. And no one said I needed help with the child. What’s to stop you from stealing the Child like everyone else?”

[mandoway]

@lastxdragon​ continued from x

╣❦╠ ƈօռզʊɛʀɨռɢ ֆȶօʀʍ ❧

Her Fury was on the other side of the hanger bay. Between it and the two of them was an entire squadron of storm troopers. At least Dany could sense that the child was fine on the ship - the Imperials hadn’t gotten past her security locks yet, but it was only a matter of time.  It had been considered an acceptable risk to set down in Mos Eisley, a risk that was coming back to bite them. Another blaster bolt flew over her head. These cargo crates were not going to last as cover much longer and that’s when her companion spoke. Dany glanced over, her gaze narrowing as she considered his armor. If she drew their fire, he could make it to the ship - could escape with the child.

“I’m going to cause a diversion. You’re going to make a break for the ship. Take it and get clear of here,” Daenerys instructed firmly. At best, she was looking at being captured. At worst… it didn’t matter. She didn’t waver, drawing her focus on the Force, as she rose from behind the crate, her lightsaber flashing as it deflected shots while Dany ran for the interior where more of them awaited. She took a glancing hit to her shoulder just before ducking behind a bulkhead. A drop of sweat slipped down her temple. From here, she could see that there was an imperial fighter in a small docking alcove. Stepping out again, her lightsaber was a blur as it deflected shots, but Dany was tiring even as the squadron started closing the distance.

He considered her words for a few seconds, his mind working quickly to try and come up with something else. But there was little time for an alternative plan. However, he had weaponry on the ship heavy enough to ensure her escape too. If he could be sure to get there...

He was not a stranger to working alone, and he was not a stranger to escaping seemingly impossible situations. Yet, Daenerys had proven a good travel companion and she was able to help keep an eye on the child. Almost as if there was some type of invisible bond between them that could not be explained in lay terms. 

If he let her take the fall for him, it wouldn’t keep the child safe. It would buy them time, but they would still be hunted. Yet, both of them making it to the ship in this current situation seemed very unlikely.

She gave him no time to come up with any other options, though. She moved quick and drew their fire almost immediately. He knew she wouldn’t last long, and there were many more of them than there were her -- and probably more on the way.

Taking the opportunity while eyes were off of him to make a break for the ship. Blaster fire quickly headed in his direction. Pulling his own blaster and firing at random over his shoulder. The ship so close, and he only hoped his force using companion was able to hold them off a few more seconds longer. Legs carrying him as fast as he could go, until he was finally boarding. Quick work made of executing those few troopers trying to break through locks to retrieve the child. There was no time to check on the tiny one, however. That would have to wait until they were off this damned planet. 

“Hang tight!” He called, not sure if the child had even heard him, as he scrambled to the front of the ship, flipping switches and mashing buttons frantically to get them off the ground before all but falling into his seat and readying the guns. He would buy Dany cover and hopefully get in a position where she would be able to get to some sort of safety until they could meet up again, if she was not able to board the ship before he had to leave.