Tales of the Mandalorians

[Dieter Schprokets]

The men (and women) were drunk.

They usually were. They seemed to fly better that way.

The bar at Barrier Gate was a rowdy one, and even by the standards of a rowdy bar, the Mandalorians were kicking it up a notch. Though no one had been arrested. Yet.

They sold a pill to alleviate the effect of hangovers. With a smirk, William Bishop replaced them with Tic Tacs. They did not deserve that, but then, with pranks, as with assassination, "deserve" seldom had much to do with anything.

Then he left the bar, walked up to the table, and spoke loudly enough to be heard. In that din, that was the same as being loud enough to frighten livestock.

"I REGRET TO ANNOUNCE..", he began, and dropped the decibels as the sentence progressed.

.."That Karen Castillo is no longer a Mandalorian Warrior..."

Dead Silence. Dead. Silence.

One did not leave the Mandalorians. Not if your heart was still beating..

A red-headed woman at the end of the table turned white as a ghost, and she looked at the Mandalore with no small amount of questions between the ears, and she slowly put down her Tequila.

Williams face went from deadly serious to a broad smile in a second, then he finished the sentence..

"since she is now an Alor'ad!"

A pause, then uproarious drunken laughter followed..

...and a redhaired woman made a shotglass-shaped mark on the Mandalore's head, from a distance of 10 feet.

Interestingly enough, the Mandalore realized his wife (also a redhead) had done the same once, in a very very different way.

At the end of the day, the tic tacs were by far the worst of the two pranks, or at least so said all their livers.

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