The New Mandalore (CNS)
You were worried that this would be a problem before Thrawn tackled it.
Thrawn Tackles the Issues
"Grievous, glad I could catch you." said Thrawn as he passed the Kaleesh general. "I've been meaning to inquire as to how you'd go about quelling discontent. I fear my enthusiasm in reinstating a Mand'alor blinded me to the potential ramifications of my actions. Lady Ciaran has been furiously trying to calm the fears of the masses, but I'd like to do my fair share of the work. I'm still a strategist however, and so I was hoping to get some input on potential approaches."
"On Kalee, those who disagree with a leader duel. The victor is deemed correct, and the loser has no choice but to follow." said Grievous.
"I see." said Thrawn, hand on his chin in thought. "So I should physically subdue them and win their respect. Interesting. Thank you for your time. When next we meet I shall have results."
XXX
Dongu Guttop was a proud Mandalorian. Unlike others who claimed such things however, Dongu was a proud New Mandalorian, who rejected the warlike history of his people to embrace their pacifistic future. The recognition of Jango Fett as the first Mand'alor in living memory threatened to return the planet to its old ways. People often compared him to Sher Mand'alor, and Dongu believed the comparisons. What other kind of person would become a bounty hunter but one who enjoyed fighting for its own sake?
But this wasn't the past. In the current year, Dongu had a voice, and a right to use it. Every day for the past month he and other likeminded Mandalorians had been protesting outside both the new residence of Jango Fett, urging him to step down, and the manor of Duchess Satine, urging her to make him step down. Grabbing his "Not My Mand'alor" sign, Dongu set out once again.
Walking down the street, Dongu heard a quiet noise, almost like someone screaming. Screwing his face up to try and focus on it, the sound seemed to get louder. Then Dongu identified the sound as coming from behind him, and turned to see a blue man in military uniform sprinting towards him while screaming incoherently. Fight or flight instincts kicked in, and Dongu chose flight, dropping his sign and attempting to run away.
But Dongu's life of peace hadn't made him a sprinter, and his pursuit was gaining on him. The blue man sped up a bit as he neared Dongu, before diving forward and tackling him to the ground. Both were breathing heavily, but the crazy person who had Dongu pinned managed to wheeze out some words. "Jango Fett… is not… a warmonger... stop protesting… and go home…"
The man then rolled off of Dongu, leaving him to hurry home as fast as his exhausted body could carry him. The protests were important, but he would live to fight tyranny another day. Maybe he'd call the others to warn them.
XXX
Thrawn stood with satisfaction as the man went home. Apparently Grievous' advice had been solid. Now all he had to do was repeat the event at the actual protests. Which if patterns held would be outside Jango's. Perhaps Thrawn would drop in for another one of their chats. For a bounty hunter who had previously renounced his heritage, Jango Fett knew a shocking amount of Mandalorian history.
AN: A short one, but I'm headed back to college tomorrow so today was mostly packing. I'll still try to write omakes for this quest, because it's fucking fun and I still have a lot of ideas, but I won't be keeping up that three a day pace I had going last turn.