John Cabot, Mandalore, rounded the corner in the corridor to see his new Admiral, Kandosii, sitting against the wall in what seemed to be a catatonic state.
Cabot, concerned, approached slowly, then inquired, none too gently;
Good God, man, what happened to you?
Kandosii, startled into reality by the realization that the Mandalore was standing before him, mouthed something quietly, then repeated himself more audibly;
She is here!
Cabot shook his head. WHO is here? What the hell are you talking about, man?
Kandosii roused himself still further, and managed to say a bit more. She is here, in Sirius, with us. She came with us. I have told the others. We are all blessed.
Cabot rubbed his eyes, then forcefully pulled his obviously incapacitated Admiral to his feet, pinned him against the wall and demanded,
Look son, you are overestimating my patience. I ran out of that precious commodity several years ago. You have to explain yourself, clearly, articulately, NOW!
Kandosii nodded, and the Mandalore relaxed his grip, and Kandosii explained;
I was in the California system. I was on a job escorting a trader, when a fighter appeared and attacked it, quite without provocation, I was going to respond, then
He paused for breath, SHE appeared. The Mandoa Goddess Caylith. She was in a craft, it could not have been made by human hands, the power..
She destroyed the fighter with one righteous blow. Then she disappeared.
John Cabot looked at his man in stunned comprehension. He was looking at somebody in a state of intense religious exhultation. It was new and unexpected
..and extremely disturbing.
Kandosii must have seen his masters disbelief, and felt the need to explain.
John, you are Mandalore, but you are Bretonian. You are not one of the Exodus. You cannot understand how we feel about this. Caylith is one of the Old Gods of the Mandoa Pantheon, one of the Admin. They roam the stars, and deal in righteous vengeance.
I have told the others. We are constructing a temple. Do you not understand? She came here to Sirius, to be with us again. We are blessed...
The man clearly hadnt slept, and was becoming incomprehensible again. John let him go. Kandosii wandered down the hall, still muttering and smiling..
Sweet, merciless Caylith
John raised an eyebrow at that one. He shook his head again, and walked towards his office, where the liquor was, which suddenly mattered a lot.
Great, he thought. Now Im running a bloody cult
Well, hed let them build that temple. Likely couldnt stand in their way now anyway. And religious attachment to gods of vengeance could really help the business