Merc with a Mouth(open)

[Kapar'in Va]

ooc: you didn't autohit me. I don't care!

Having only seen Mandalore without his helmet once, Krypten barely recognized his old leader. He had forgotten how young he was. But it mattered not. Using frightened patrons as shields, Krypten dodged out of the way of the laser blast, and sent 2 more back at his prey.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Ovbiously his face was not the only thing he had forgotten. Because when the blast came coming forth, he ducked...almost inhumanly...then lept over the table and tried to tackle the man. If there was one way to show his superiority it was in hand to hand combat.*

"You don't deserve this armour, you filthy human swine!"

[Kapar'in Va]

Krypten was not sure if Mandalore recognized him or not, but that became irrelevent with his statement. As Krypten holstered his blaster and prepared to engage Mandalore in hand-to-hand combat, he snarled: "I am more worthy than many of those drones who mindlessly follow you."
As Mandalore charged him, Krypten ducked to the side at the last moment and swept his leg out, attempting to trip his foe.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*His moves were quick and he flowed them together fluidly...this man obviously was trained, and his fighting style seemed familiar. The leg had tripped him, but he landed in a handstand and then a back-flip, so he was facing the opposite direction of his opponent. leaping into the air he turned abruptly and sent a roundhouse kick right for were his jaw should be.*

"Mandalorians gain more honor in death then you do in your entire miserable life!"

[Kapar'in Va]

Krypten managed to get a hand up to slightly deflect the kick aimed at his head. Instead it struck his right shoulder and spun him slightly around. Recovering quickly, he clenched his hands together and swung them like a club, hoping to hit Darius before he could regain his balance.

"I earned plenty of honor for the Mandalorians before I left. Your anachronistic ideals (that's right. I am a thug with a GRE level vocabulary ;D) will not help you in the real world."

[Lu Kane]

*Lu was crouched atop a nearby building, frowning to himself for these mindless skirmishes between these worthless persons was boring. He reached out with the Force and felt a powerful presence, it was that figure there, fighting with that young man, seemed around his own age. Kane drew his robes around himself and flipped off the roof and over the edge straight down just outside the mens' field of vision*

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*This was bad, he was his solider...and now he recognized the armour. but, one good thing about fighting an opponent with armour like that, was that he was a lot slower tahn darius was without his.*

"wait wait wait...before you left?"

[Kapar'in Va]

Krypten stepped back for a moment and eyed Darius warily. "Yes. I am Krypten Jeth. I was a lieutenent under you not too long ago. I was your top sniper. I left after being reprimanded for breaking from mission parameters. My actions saved many Mandalorian lives, but a military tribunal felt I had acted without honor. I left so I would not suffer the injustice of being demoted."

Krypten thought back to his training. Fighting unarmed opponents was not something they did a lot. This might prove to be a disatvantage...

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

"Jeth, eh? I think I remember you...So I assume asking you to stop, and come back is out of the question?"

[Kapar'in Va]

"I didn't think the Mandalorians forgave. I do not wish to come back, though I thank you for the offer. In fact, I have an offer for you. The Hutt's want you dead. They have allowed me to name my fee. Perhaps we can find a way to make this work to our mutual advantage, if you catch my meaning."

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

"What's your plan?"

*He said, still not taking his eyes off him...If this man was a deserter than he still possibly had potenial to betray him.*

[Kapar'in Va]

"We fake your death. If the Hutts do not know what you really look like, I can give them someone in Mandalorian armor and take my fee. You can return to Planet Mandalore and "claim" the title of Mandalore in the wake of this "horrible tragedy". As a gesture of my good will, I will give you 30% of my earnings for your inconvience and your silence. I wish you no ill will Mandalore. We can both win here if we are smart."

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

"Well as much as I'd like to accept, it doesn't seem very honorable...faking my death and all, and do I really need credits? C'mon...I don't pay my soliders."

[Kapar'in Va]

Krypten's eyes narrowed behind his helmet. "Honor? Must everything revolve around honor? I am sorry Mandalore. This is not personal." Without warning, Krypten leapt forward, attempting to knock Mandalore off his feet.

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*Mandalore, who had expected something like this, would not allow himself to be defeated by a some thug...He kicked his foot up, hoping to hit him in the chest, mid way through his leap.*

"And I can see how hiring yourself out is so much better..."