it’s accidental, when they collide. it’s fantastical, when they merge. it changes everything, when the physicist meets the mandalorian. a study she will never forget.
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“Can I help you with something?” A voice emerged from behind the helmet, low and rough and modulated through an obvious vocoder. You weren’t sure what you had expected, but the sound sent a jolt through you, energy shooting from the top of your scalp to the very tips of your fingers, down your legs, to the soles of your feet.
The Mandalorian was waiting for a response.
“Oh, um … sorry!” You shook your head, continuing to move to gather your papers. “It’s just I’ve never seen a Mandalorian before. Not in person, I mean, of course I’ve seen lots of holo-images, the armour patterns between clans specifically is such an interesting study, and the history of course is just so rich. That’s real beskar, right?”
You were pointing towards the shoulder pauldron nearest you, which shone like the rest of the pieces of armour he wore, and was adorned with the side profile of a mudhorn. The familiar pleasant tingles of curiosity were firing inside your brain as you took him in, and you suppressed the urge to reach out and touch the material.
The Mandalorian tilted his head forward in a nod rather than speaking. You could feel how wide your eyes were as you took in all the details of him, but you really couldn’t help yourself.
“Do you know the melting point?”
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