Finally, A Sense of True Belonging (SCaT)

[J-Richo Toboga]

''You worked hard and earned what you have. We had your back and will continue to do so.'' states J-Richo before putting his own helm back on

''Our trials are just beginning but together we will triumph over them all''

[The SCaT Droid]

"Tomorrow, we are back to the usual grind, I suppose?"

[J-Richo Toboga]

''It is the nature of the mando'ade to seek the hottest flames to reforge themselves ever stronger'' he replies ''Ours will be hotter then hot for we need to be the strongest in all aspects.''

[Zimrzala Skalirz]

Zim was there, sitting silently and respectfully during the whole ceremony. She was unsure of her friends' choices - but they were their choices, and she knew it was up to them to find their way after all.

So, in a way, she was happy. She didn't know if she would recognise Sol and the 'metallic friend' - or rather, "chance" - six months or one year from now. But it was good to see them carving something for themselves...and finding a family of sorts.

'Chance'... It was an interesting name. Even more so for a droid, she thought - although... Were most droids as bound by unbinding rules as she had often heard in Bakura? From her experiences with her odd friend,it definitely didn't seem so.

Again, she had much to learn.

As the ceremony was finished, she heard the banter among the three members of that new, small family, and gave them their space. Still sitting down, she looked to Torr. Another one maybe in search of a family, or a way?

She didn't know. She became more and more aware of how much she didn't know, in fact.

And she knew she was happy for their chances. To learn and discover more.

Chance. Uncertainty, indetermination.

But also possibility

She had a wide smile on her lips.

[Solork Tan]

"And they will be constantly looking for a weak point in our armor won't they" Sol extends his metallic arm. " A vi tal'galar go"

But we bleed steel