[center][h2]Temari Ordo[/h2][/center]

I maintain my silence as Cosen and the former leaders of the Revolution argue, but when the old man glares at me and dares to make an attack on the honor of my people, faster than any of them can follow, my blaster pistol flies free of it's holster and fires, the bolt skimming the top of the old man's head. "'No better' than the worthless politicians you all call your leaders? No better than the man who shattered the mind of my Clan Chief's son in an effort to deny him a warrior's death?!" I take a step forwards. "We are the Mando'ade, battle is our life and war our favorite pastime yes, but you will find no one in a Mandalorian Clan in a position like those of your politicians who does not work alongside the rest of the clan."

I shake my head. "If this is the best your former Revolution can offer, Cosen Gressh, than perhaps Manda'lor's hopes were a waste of time."