Cag Galaar

Cag woke up in a bed. The bed was in the farside of the room, a rather large room, opposite of the door. This place was Cag's Quarters. His beskargam (mandalorian armor) was set on top of a platform-ish dresser. His weapons were all in a drawer in that dreser, exluding his red lightsaber, which was tucked in the springs of the mattress, in case he had to go somewhere quickly and didn't have time to get his armor on.

Cag himself was wearing a suit wrapping around his entire body excluding his head and feet. This suit was made of shell spider silk, a light but tough material capable of deflecting blaster bolts and beams of high energy and fusion of superheated material, that looked like regular clothing, and something only experts could spot. Cag always wore this under his armor to thwart anyones attempts at trying to shoot him where his armor wasn't protecting him. It would also stop a vibroblade or knife, so unless one was a Jedi, one would not be getting at Cag anytime soon, because he never took it off. Not even to bathe, since water was able to seep through material and onto his skin if he took off the layers of the shell spider silk and only had one layer on.

Cag's boots were made of fiberplast, and the tip of a melted down corusca gem.

His helmet has a flattened Hiridiu crystal inserted in one side of it, which greatly improved his communication ability, making his helmet more of a ships commn then a helmet one. On the right side of his helmet is a flattened Kasha crystal which helps Cag meditate and keep his cool during battle.

Swinging his legs up and over his bed, Cag stood up and stretched, and then reached onto the dresser, placing his helmet and other armor onto his bed. Glancing around the room, Cag opened several drawers in the dresser and withdrew two Phrik made vibroblades he had crafted himself, he also withdrew the sheaths for them, and placed each one in their respective sheaths. Yin on the left, and Yang on the right. He then drew the sheaths straps over his head, letting it hang from his neck as he reached his arms over the straps, and buckled them to his front; which in turn would make the sword tips point downwards on his back. Cag reached back into the drawer and withdrew two utility belts, wrapping one around his waist and the other diagonally across his chest from high to low, right to left. (meaning the high part is on the right, and the low is on the left). The belt on his waist contained his E-33 rifle, already holstered on the left side for easier drawing capabilities, a vibro knife sheathed on his right side, and various pouches with non-lethal explosives in them, including:

2 G-20 Glop Grenades
2 Cold Grenades
3 Concussion Grenades [sonic]
4 Dye Grenades
2 Flash-bang Grenades
3 Sonic Detonaters

In the other utility belt, a custom modified E-13M Micro Blaster holstered in the lower-ish part of his utility belt; which was a gift from Alma that he modified into his backup, along with pouches containing various deadly explosives:

2 Chemical Grenades containing Fex-M3 gas
4 Biotic Grenades
3 Concussion grenades [physical, sonic]
1 Concussion grenade [physical]

Another utility belt strapped across the other one, going in the opposite direction:

4 WW-41 Cryoban Grenades
3 Plasma Grenades
3 Thermal Detonators

And a pouch of 10 Fragmentation Grenades on his right leg.

Then Cag started to put on his beskargam, his armor:

First he slipped his chest plate onto his body, reaching up and putting his arms through the holes that reached down to his elbow. Cag then grabbed his gauntlets and slided them onto his wrists, activating the wristpad that was attached to his right gauntlet, as he did so; therefore activating all his equipment, including his wrist launcher, fibercord whip, commn unit, ship transponder, etc.

He then picked up his helmet reverently and placed it on his head, sliding it down his head; he instantly felt awake and at ease, thanking the effects of the Kasha crystal. With a touch of a button on his right gauntlets wristpad, Cag activated the hud of his helmet, containing most of the sensors he used, infrared, Long range, thermal, tracking, firing solutions, angle calculators, etc.

Then he reached down to grab the Beskar collar, unlocking it and placed it onto his neck, then grabbed his long hair out from under it,placing it on top of the collar so it didn't get caught in the seams of the collar, when he pushed the two ends together and locked it; which he did now.

Now he grabbed his beskar pants and slipped one leg over his undergarments, hopping around for a split second, he got the other leg on without much problem and slipped the pants up the rest of the way. Cag then slipped his fiberplast boots on over his shell spider silk socks, wiggling his feet around in the boots to get them on properly and so they felt good. He then bent down on one knee and locked the two sides of the boot together, much like the way he did to his collar, and then did the same to the other side.

Looking around as he stood up, Cag turned full circle around, and then remembered where he had placed his wrist mounted chain gun; under his bed for some strange reason. Getting down on his knees, and then onto his stomach, Cag looked under his bed; thankful for the sunlight that came with the dawn, even though he could've just activated his infrared vision, and found the gun sitting right there just under the bed. Grabbing it, he withdrew his hand and head, careful not to bump his head on the bottom of the bed, as he had seen an ak dog do so many times. Standing up again and straightening, Cag slid the chaingun onto his left wrist, and turned the power on. He then reached into the bottom drawer of the dresser and took out several packs of ammo for his E-33 Carbine, E-13M Microblaster, and the rest of his armor Inventory.

Looking around the room, he didn't see anything else he needed, and so he walked to the door, turning the handle and opening the door for the first time since last night. Shutting the door behind him with a dull thud, he made his way to the kitchen, were he opened up the fridge and took a look inside it.

[i]Dammn Helmet won't let me find any food.[/i]

Cag thought as he pushed aside some of the Tihaar in the fridge, that was for later, and then finally came to what he was looking for glorious food. Reaching his arm full into the fridge, he managed to grab ahold of the dammnable food and tried to bring it back out; succesful, but in the process knocking down one or two of the Tihaar bottles. Swearing that this fridge had become to crowded for its own good, Cag placed the nerf meat on the counter and reached down and picked up the tihaar, refusing to open it and drink it; which took some willpower on Cag's part, he set it back into the fridge, shutting the door irately as he did. To cheap to heat his food in somebody else's invention, Cag had built a glowing hot box that was placed in a low form of Flame Projectors, just place the food in, press a button on his wristwatch, and bam! Give it a couple seconds and you have roast nerf. Now Cag reached up and opened one of the cupboards adourning the kitchen, to grab a plate, only to find some Chakaar hadn't done the dishes. Did he have to do everything around here? Cag thought to himself as he shut the cupboard door and picked up the family of dirty dishes taking residence on the kitchen counter. Cag opened the door to the families new residence, placing all but one of the dirty dishes, a plate in which Cag would eat on, into the new home, and then turned the thing on. To bad he hadn't hired a cleaning droid yet. Figuring the nerf was probably done by now, he opened the steaming door, literally letting tons of steam out, and reached in, grabbing the nerf and tossing it onto his plate. He then shut the door to the 'oven' as he referred to it, and withdrew his vibroknife from its sheath. With a slice and a dice and another slice, the nerf was now cut and ready to eat, as Cag wiped the blade with a napkin and reached back into the fridge to get some ketchup. Squeezing the half empty ketchup patiently, Cag let some of the ketchup run out (or at least try to) until he lost some of his patience and gave the bottle a smack that sent ketchup straight onto the nerf. Closing the lid to the bottle, he opened the door to the fridge and placed the ketchup into the door of the fridge again, then shut it. Now he grabbed a fork and his datapad from a drawer and the counter respectively. Turning around, Cag placed the fork on the plate, and then picked the plate up in one hand and the datapad in the other, and walked to the living room, where he set the datapad up to his hud and flopped down on the beigish/whitish couch, setting the plate next to him. Turning the datapad on, Cag started the daily holonews while he ate, careful not to spill anything on the couch. If he did, somebody else in the order would probably scold him nonstop, and he didn't want to risk Sekhmets or Athenas wrath...no matter how good the nerf tasted.

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Once the nerf and the news were both done, Cag stood up with the plate, downloading the rest of the datapads info into his helmet so he could access it later, and waked back to the kitchen, setting the plate down on the new 'dirty' pile, while he reached into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of Tihaar. He then sat back down on the couch with his Tihaar, opening it with a /pop\ and then setting the cap down on the table in front of him, he propped his feet up on the table and waited for somebody to call him, hire him, or contact him somehow as he drank his Tihaar.