#mandorlorian

I scrunch my face up as the smell of dead animals floods my senses. Staring at the door in front of me I sigh before pushing it open. The floor below me is covered in water, presumably from cleaning, I lift up my foot and lower it back down creating a squelching sound. I roll my eyes under my mask before continuing towards a doorway covered in strips of plastic. I look at the dirty strips of plastic before pushing them out of the way. 

I step through the doorway and look around at the creatures hacking away at animal carcasses. They speak in a different language and ignore me as I walk past them, slowly. A couple of them look towards me as I head towards the next door. Another one with plastic strips. I push past the strips and instantly I’m the centre of attention. Five or six pairs of eyes on me. I walk towards the guy I assume is the boss.

“You look lost.” He states.

“I’m here for Kaba Baiz.” I say. He looks towards his workers before looking back at me.

“What makes you think he’s here?” I pull out my tracker and it flashes beeping. “What do you want of him?” You’d think it'd be obvious.

“He owes someone important money.” I say. This is the guy, the picture matches up with him even though he’s trying to hide it. 

“Who?” He replies gruffly.

“That’s not my business. I’m here to bring him in.” He looks at the guy next to him.

“Well, if I see him, I’ll let him know.”

“I can see him right now.” I say slowly and pull out the hologram and it reveals himself. He laughs nervously looking around.

“That’s not me. That doesn’t even look like me.” He says dismissively. 

“I’m gonna give the rest of you the opportunity to walk out that door.” I indicate to the other workers. “I have no quarrel with you.” 

“They’re not going anywhere.” He says surely. “Looks to me like you’re surrounded.” I raise my eyebrows under my helmet. “But you look like the practical type. Let’s discuss our options.” 

“I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold.” I say slowly reaching for my blaster. 

Suddenly one of the workers charges at me, grabbing my arm. He bites me and I groan before head butting him, he stumbles backwards as the others join in.

“Attack.” I hear one of them say.

One of them tries to cut my leg with a sword but it only scratches my armour. Another jumps on my back and I try to throw him off but end up reaching for my knife stabbing him in the side. He lets go and his hands fly to the wound. One of the workers blasts me in the head multiple times and I turn around pulling out my blaster ready to shoot but a blade cuts through his stomach from behind. He stops shooting and falls to the ground revealing a familiar armoured man.  

Din Djarin.

I shoot another one as he cuts off a worker's hand (the one holding the blaster). One of them shoots Mando in the head and I blast him twice in the chest, he falls over quickly after. He slices another guy in half as well as an animal carcass whilst a worker throws a punch at me. I crouch down stabbing my knife into his chest dragging it down to his legs. None of them left. I stay down breathing slightly accelerated. 

I groan as the worker’s organs and blood fall out of his body onto me, he falls over as I try to wipe off some of the body. I stand up as the boss starts shooting at Mando. He stabs him with his blade and pushes him onto the table, cutting the both in half. 

One of the workers timidly stands up from out of the corner, I point my knife at him and he turns around and runs out of the door. I walk over to the dead creature laying on the table and cut off his head, Mando passes me a bag and I wrap it up. 

“Wanna split the bounty?” I ask him, tying the bag. 

“Yeah.”

We walk out of the room, the head in the bag. Mando is limping, he accidentally cut himself with his blade. 

There’s a crowd of workers looking at us.

“Your boss is dead.” I tell them. “We’re here to collect on his bounty.”

“I have no trouble with any of you.” Mando continues and they stare at the bag in my hand. “There’s a pile of New Republic credits in there that we have no right to. If you do me the honour of letting us pass, you all can help yourselves to whatever you think you deserve from your former employer.”

They look at each other hesitantly before one of the workers carefully walks around us into the room. Others follow after him, running into the room. They cheer as they find the money. 

Mando walks in front still limping and I follow behind him. We make it outside and I look for his ship but I can’t see it. 

“Do you need a ride?” I ask him still looking for a ship.

“Yes. Thank you.”

“Well, we’re going to the same place after all.” He grunts a reply but I can’t tell whether he’s agreeing or just in pain. 

We walk towards my ship, it’s not far away. I offer my arm out to him to lean on (as a crutch) as he’s limping. He looks at my arm, stops then places his hand on my shoulder and we keep walking. I press a few buttons on my holographic watch and the door to my ship opens. Mando lets go of my shoulder and limps onto the ship. 

Knowing his way around the ship he makes his way to the small hospital room. Being a bounty hunter you get injured a lot so I added the room a while ago. I follow after him and he perches on the side of the counter opening the box of stim canisters. He pulls one out of the box and injects it into his leg, groaning. 

I walk back out of the medical room and climb up the ladder into the cockpit, I flick and press the relevant dials and buttons as the engines start up. Mando emerges from the ladder as the ship takes off. Once into space I leave the ship on autopilot settings and empty my pockets. I grab the New Republic credits and drop them on the dashboard counting them up.

“You stole the dead guy’s credits?”

“Uh huh.” He sits in the chair next to me.

“You stole credits from a dead man.”

“I’ve done worse.” I say smirking up at him before going back to counting the credits.

I love Din Djarin and I was so excited when he turned up in The Book Of Boba Fett. I enjoyed writing for him!