Cause you know what Tor Vizsla fuckin deserves? What he REALLY fuckin deserves?
His ancestors to look back at him from their march, as he's starting to get Stupid Ideas, turn to each other with the long suffering of Buir everywhere and go: "No. We will NOT be doing that, you lil shit. You do NOT speak for this clan."
Enter! Bby Oc! Slightly BACK further up the temporal stream! Because Time and Space mean NOTHIN to the dead!
She am Adorable Mando Baby™. Coo and other such noises! *is gifted a knife* #justmandothings
Living the dream, ngl. She always WANTED to be Mandalorian. This is AWESOME! *sees clan sigil* .....less awesome. Oh no, in fact. FUCK, maybe! *prays viciously her neither of her buir are fuckin Tor*
Thankfully? He is not. Unfortunately? She... is hella force sensitive. And THESE fuckers has Lost Their Way. They're kinda all bastards. Aaaaw D:> noooo. She wanted a Buir. Not Dar'Buir.
Ffs, they take her, a NEW BORN, on hunts! HUNTS!!! Are you SERIOUS!? By the time she's old enough to reliably crawl (and has figured out how to pilot a ship by observation) she knows what has to happen. Sucks, man. But hey! At least she can fuck over Tor!
And she DOES.
The Parents decide to visit family! Probably to discuss Tor's dumbass idea! Big ol family compound and? What's THIS? No one watching the baby? How incredibly unsurprising! Too busy with plotting to tear all of the Mando'ade apart, no doubt. Turn vod against vod, verde against verde.
But! What's THIS~? A locked Family Vault? Built by Tarre Vizsla himself? Well THAT surely has no Force Exclusive side doors! *door slide opens* >:3 oops~☆ *crawls inside*
She am here for the Dark Saber. And probably some credits. Plus anything ELSE that looks like it belongs to the jedi.
In short? She robbin the place.
Turn abouts FAIR PLAY, fuckers!
(Yes she needs to recruit some droids. She's a toddler. But STILL! Was her plan! Let her HAVE THIS!!!)
So she (and assorted Liberated Droid Commerades) caaaasually load a ship. With what? Nun'ya. Mind your business. No habla Meat Bag. *continues loading, including one suspiciously child sized crate* *strips it of all trackers and dumps them outside* *closes ship*
Let's ride~☆ 😎
No one notices, just another ship coming or going. Last minute job maybe. That is... until someone is LOSING THEIR SHIT. Because that was THEIR ship! And wait! The VAULTS!! (And eventually:...wait a second... where's our ade?)
Now! Where's a highly force sensitive Mandalorian child to go? With all this RE-stolen Jedi shit? Jetii'yaim. Obviously. It's time to make their Honored Ancestor Proud™!
Which like? Imagine. IMAGINE. That poor landing pad worker.
You get a stranger Incoming. A child drop off, the droid insists. With holocrons? Not the strangest. So you send for madam Nu and her team. (Could be dangerous, you never know after all. Most dont know the difference between a jedi and sith holocron.) When? Huh. Odd ship. What make is that? *checks*
Oooooh that's a Mando ship. Kark. Well! This otta be fun!
Ramp lowers.
Out toddles a lil Mando Child with what is CLEARLY a Master's Lightsaber clutched in their lil baby hands. A BAG of OTHER lightsabers hung from their lil baby back. And a VAULTS worth of mixed Jedi, Sith, and miscellaneous force denomination artifacts in their ship.
No Adult in Sight.
It's JUST the toddler. Just them. ONLY them. And they've toddled on their itty bitty lil legs right up to madam Nu and the gathered Masters to somberly request to join the Order. Informed said masters they would be keeping their ancestors Lightsaber. And then renounced the adults of their clan.
Which is a thing they can do.
Because they are Mandalorian.
Like?? Obviously they can't turn away a child. She wishes to be a jedi. But like? There will have to be discussions. And... *deeply conflicted* as for the matter of Master Vizsla's lightsaber...
She never said she'd be USING it. Just KEEPING it. Obviously she has to negotiate with the kyber itself. See if IT is cool with that. If it IS? Then, back up saber. And ONLY when she is properly trained.
*instant Adult Relief* oh thank the Force. That's very reasonable. However, you will- *basic safety requirements etc etc* (Because it IS a lazer sword and you are a toddler)
And like? Imagine the fuckin CHAOS. Tor ain't got his "birth right" sword because some INFANT stole it. Why? Because the MANDA told her too, according to said infant. She has sworn to follow her ancestors path. Unlike Tor. Whom she denounces.
She, a literal child, throws in with JASTER MEREEL. On behalf of CLAN VIZSLA. Because she's fuckin RENOUNCED the adults as Dar'manda and says they DONT COUNT. There are TWO clan VIZSLAs.
And? Imagine BEING THE GORAN? On Coruscant? One day you turn around and... why the FUCK is there a Jetii standing awkwardly in your forge? Is that a Jetii in armor(a guard)? Why do they have an ade??
The Ade needs armor. They have brought her here to "keep her connected with her birth culture" as is the jettii way? The ade cheerfully tells you she's gonna be the next Tarre Vizsla.
D...Does she mean the Mand'alor thing or the Jetii/Mando'ade thing?
