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 We're Not Okay, [Council Meeting]
Nathaniel Stone
Posted: Feb 24 2010, 01:45 AM
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As much as he had decided he didn’t want to deal with the Seras issue anymore, Nathaniel didn’t really have a lot of choice. However, he’d found that if he approached the issue as a Councilman instead of as her (former) Master, he could handle the topic of Seras with his usual conservative estimates.

That’s the only reason he was here. The scheduled Council meeting wasn’t going to be a pretty one, but it was necessary. Seras was an issue for herself as well as those around her, and for everyone’s sake, they needed to come to a mutual conclusion of how to handle the problem.

He was waiting. The others were coming, would be here in a matter of moments, but he was the first, already seated, focusing his mind on the task ahead. What would ‘fix’ Seras was very much up in the air, if anything could ‘fix’ her at all. She may have already been too far gone, but the Council couldn’t simply sit back and let this one slide.

There would be plenty of ideas to throw around, he was sure, all varying in their extreme measures. Hopefully they could find a solution that wouldn’t get any of the other Padawans who were friends with the girl up in arms about how ‘cruel’ the masters were being. Stars knew Padawan Amadis wasn’t worth having a mutiny on their hands over.

Padawan Odanau had Nathaniel personally the most concerned from what he’d heard in the rumour mill. While he despised that system for the most part, it could be good for getting a general ideas of the feelings within the Redoubt. While the epicanthix had the sanity about him to see the other side of things on occasion, he had apparently been spending a lot of time with the wayward Miraluka, and the chance of him falling under her ill ideas was not completely unlikely. The boy had much promise, and it wouldn’t do to lose him too, if they lost anyone at all.


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Age: 52
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Birthplanet: Coruscant
Ship: Hope's Fire, Delta Aethersprite (Class 1 Hypderdrive Ring)

Faction: Jedi
Rank: Sage Master/Council Member
Padawan: Seras Amadis

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Veyron Rumare
Posted: Feb 24 2010, 02:39 PM
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Titch was not, to put it lightly, connected to the grapevine of the Order. He'd never paid attention to it, only in passing and even then what he picked up was fragmented at best. He did not make a habit of gossiping himself, and in the rare occasions where he did it tended to merely be for jest. There was much he didn't know when it came to social interaction in the Redoubt, but in exchange, there was little he didn't know about the nature of the Force. That being said, he would have to be both blind and deaf to miss the troubles Buttons had been having with his wayward Padawan. Of course, Titch was unaware of what efforts had been expended on both sides of this conflict, but he'd become aware enough to see that this issue with Padawan Amadis was getting increasingly difficult.

He hadn't gotten involved personally, between his Padawan and the studies he undertook in his areas of expertise he rarely made time for much else beyond the vital, he conversed with his fellow council members, but the conversation had been limited and Buttons had not been forthcoming on the subject they would now discuss in this meeting, not that Titch had pushed the other Councillor on the matter. This lent to his ignorance in this matter, any worries of Padawan Amadis' status had eluded him so far, he'd been on his expeditions with his Padawan, hopefully teaching the kid something useful, even if it didn't seem to show most of the time.

So here he was, brushing the dust of old books off his hands as he departed the library where he'd been whittling away his time until the meeting was to commence. His robes carried a light coating of dust as well, and he busied himself with brushing off what he could as he made his way swiftly. He straightened his green robe, running his hands down the sides as he absently lamented the fact that dust was so difficult to get rid of. Little more thought was given to the issue however; as he entered the council chambers and saw Buttons his mind turned to other things.

"Buttons," he greeted with an accompanying yawn, plodding his way to the seat next to the other Councilmember. He slumped down into the comfortable seat, leaning back and eyeing the stiff Master from out of the corner of his eye. He let out a wearied sigh, brushing his hand over his hair in one last futile gesture to rid himself of the dust. Perhaps one of the others would come with a remark that it made him seem distinguished, a little gray to temper the otherwise wild fire of him.

"What are these new developments in this issue regarding Padawan Amadis?" He queried, sitting up and facing Buttons, his expression uncharacteristically mellow.


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  • Lessons
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  • Home Is Where The Heart Is
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  • We're Not Okay
  • A Farewell To Kings
  • Last Days of Pompeii

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  • Form IV: Ataru
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    Hedan Nau
    Posted: Feb 25 2010, 01:45 AM
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    The day had finally come it seemed. The day when the council would sit down and discuss the orders most infamous pacifist and Hedan would have been lying if she said she was looking forward to it. Her apprehension was not born out of any kind of reluctance regarding such an issue, but rather that she was a bit conflicted regarding the specific situation that was Seras Amadis. Though such a problem was never a pleasant matter, it was made all the more personal due to how it had affected Hedan or, rather, how it had affected her student. Some of Xion's harder questions would likely have risen to the surface in time and it was perhaps better that they had risen early enough for Hedan to tackle them. Others were less sound concerns which were due mostly to Seras' influence over the Epicanthrix in question, an influence born from the friendship that the two shared. Indeed, Hedan was not so blind as to be unable to see why it was the infamous Miraluka was so good at causing Xion concern.

    A fleeting frown passed over Hedan's face as she considered the situation with her own measure of regret. Seras had forced her to have one of the most difficult discussions she'd ever debated, as well as forced her to face her own feelings and motivations for recent events. Perhaps the latter event would not have been such a bad thing, that is, if it weren't for the fact that it was the difficulty of such introspection that had cost her much of her clout in debate with Xion.

    Hedan made sure to remove the reluctant, regretful look from her face before she stepped into the council chamber. Instead, she would turn her thoughts to the matter at hand, rather than focus on her motivations for which way she would steer the discussion. Her black eyes drifted over the two councilors that had made it before her, and naturally Nathaniel Stone was amongst the duo. Hedan did not envy the man, as he sat closer to the source of the problem than any of them, though that was not to say that Nathan deserved blame or criticism for his involvement. The Togruta knew better than that too. He had just been a poor fit for Seras, just as Hedan would have been a poor fit for the wayward padawan. His teachings, while valid, were at complete odds with the personality and nature of the student he sought to teach. His methods had been harsh at times, but the situation had not been an easy one. No, Hedan would sooner pity Nathan for his involvement than begrudge him. Again, she knew better than that though. Councilor Stone was staunch and strong in regard to his principals and beliefs, and the Togruta rather doubted he was very haunted by the decisions he'd made. It was an enviable quality, actually.

    "Master Stone, Master Rumare." Hedan said politely, with a short bow of her head, before she seated herself upon the other side of Nathan. She had walked in just after Veyron said something, though it did not look like she was interrupting a conversation. More likely she had arrived at the very beginning or tail end of one that the two Jedi Masters had or were having. So, rather than interfere any further, Hedan instead resumed the introspection she would need to determine her judgment on the case at hand. What in the force was she going to say?


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    Shay Marin
    Posted: Mar 3 2010, 03:31 AM
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    In the passage of time, Shay Marin had come to accept her place on the Jedi Council. Where before she'd wondered at it, now she'd settled into the position with an amount of grace and confidence. Not to say she always enjoyed the position. There remained moments where she grew wistful for her previous anonymous existence. Difficult decisions were easier to make when she alone would be harmed by them if she were to choose wrong.

    Today promised to be chock full of said difficult decisions. This meeting had been looming ahead for some time, inevitable from the moment Nathaniel had made his final report on the status of his wayward Padawan. As they couldn't keep Seras grounded forever, a determination had to be made about her status. Stay or go, Force or no... the course of the rest of the young woman's life would likely be set within the next few hours. No pressure, really.

    Nothing about the situation sat well with her. For the bond between a master and an apprentice to break down so thoroughly was a tragedy. She'd discussed the problem with both parties involved, but neither conversation had led to any clear resolution. The fault--if one were to believe there were any to place--did not rest on one side of the conflict alone. Nathaniel had at least admitted the part he'd played when she'd pinned him down on the subject. Seras remained convinced she was in the right.

    Upon entering the Council chambers, Shay discovered everyone else had her beaten in the punctuality department. She nodded a silent greeting to each of her fellows in turn, her demeanor remaining subdued for the moment. The sight of Master Veyron brushing the dusty leavings of the Archives out of his hair still brought a smile to her lips despite the solemn mood of the room, though. Leave it to Titch to brighten my day.

    The nearest unoccupied chair, by a quirk of fate, just so happened to be the one Gandon had favored. Yet another expression of the Force's bizarre sense of humor, so far as Master Marin was concerned. After a moment's hesitation, Shay strode over to the seat and settled her blue-robed form within its well-cushioned confined. Avoiding the chair wouldn't do any credit to her old Master's memory, after all.


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    Nicknames: Shay, Shay-face
    Current Aliases: Brin Trell, Nara Andros, Tacita Drea
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    Age: 43
    Species: Human
    Homeworld: Dolomar
    Personal Ship: The Lucidity, a Delaya-class courier
    Modifications: Class 1 Hyperdrive, Tractor Beam
    Secondary Ship: The Equinox, a YV-929 armed freighter
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    Nathaniel Stone
    Posted: Apr 1 2010, 10:50 PM
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    "Buttons."

    To say that Nathaniel brightened at the entrance of Veyron would have been a stretch, but he did soften, just a little. If there was anyone that Nathaniel tolerated on a personal level, it was the archivist. Even the other’s less-than-perfect appearance didn’t seem to upset the conservative man. That was just how Veyron was, and to ever expect differently would have been more a fools errand than Nathaniel was willing to involve himself in.

    “Veyron,” he returned, seemingly oblivious to how the other blatantly refused to respect his wishes on being called by his proper name. They had settled the fight of ‘nicknames versus given names’ long ago and it seemed an unspoken agreement that they’d defy one another’s wishes mutually.

    "What are these new developments in this issue regarding Padawan Amadis?"

    “She wants to leave,” he informed his friend simply enough. “She’s been forbidden from leaving unless given explicit permission from one of us. She is upset by this, but I made the decision for her own sake. I do not think she would be able to fend for herself as she believes she could in the galaxy at large. Beyond that, I am not sure. She has some sympathy among the Padawans, and Master Marin went to talk to her. I expect we will find out the results of that meeting shortly.”

    This was serious business. The fact that Veyron was so mellow was testament to that. The idea of losing a promising young Padawan seemed to put a damper on so much.

    "Master Stone, Master Rumare."

    Nathaniel nodded to Master Nau. He respected her as he did the others in the Council, but he knew her less well than he might have if he put some time in socializing. She was a talented Jedi and certainly deserved her spot here, and that’s what mattered to him. She was also the master to young Odanau, and ultimately that meant she was close to this situation as well. Her input would be useful in keeping Padawan Amadis from taking other Padawans with her if she left.

    She settled in just about the time Master Marin walked in the door. He nodded to her as well, definitely not holding a grudge over her interrogation of him previous to this. While he still worried somewhat about what she might have dug up about his history, he couldn’t let it bother him or effect his opinion of her. Today, especially, what she had to say would hold a lot of weight. She’d taken Gandon’s place as the information gatherer of the group, and she had talked to Seras. She had heard both sides, and her opinion would be invaluable.

    So, it was time for things to start. “You all know why we’re here,” he stated, blue eyes casting slowly between the three faces of his companions. He cut quick to the chase, as was his custom. “We need to decide what to do about Padawan Amadis. I believe Master Marin should have something to report on what she’s found out from the Padawan herself, if no one has any questions beforehand.”


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    Nicknames: Old Stoneface, Buzzkill, Buttons, Brickwall
    Gender: Male
    Age: 52
    Species: Human
    Birthplanet: Coruscant
    Ship: Hope's Fire, Delta Aethersprite (Class 1 Hypderdrive Ring)

    Faction: Jedi
    Rank: Sage Master/Council Member
    Padawan: Seras Amadis

    Inventory:
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    • personal comm
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    Veyron Rumare
    Posted: Apr 3 2010, 07:39 PM
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    “She wants to leave,”

    Titch cocked his head to the side as he considered Buttons' words. They were surprising to say the least, while he knew that all Padawan's had their moments of doubt, taking such a rash decision as to leave the Order? Virtually unheard of. A Padawan would be sorely pressed to survive on their own out in the galaxy and if they believed they were fully prepared for it, they would be quickly and violently schooled. Even Knights found the galaxy an inhospitable place, even if they had the necessary knowledge to survive and defend themselves. Padawan's tended to lead sheltered lives, protected by the Knights and Masters, never fully exposed to the cruelty of the galaxy. Padawan Seras would not fare well, considering her opinions on matters of force.

    Perhaps they should've seen it coming, but Jedi Masters could not tell the future, merely trust that the Force would guide them through whatever difficulties. This wasn't anything the Force could help them with however, as it was all up to Padawan Seras and whether or not she was willing to listen to the reasoning those who had spoken to her had given. Titch knew little of Seras beyond what he'd heard from second hand sources, he had only met her briefly, she'd seemed bright enough in person, but it was clear that she was having difficulties accepting some elements to being a Jedi.

    "... meeting shortly.”

    "Yes, that would be practical," he murmured, gently rubbing a finger against his upper lip as he pondered briefly on the issue. He looked up from his study of the floor as Master Hedan Nau entered, giving her a nod in greeting, reflecting the nod Buttons' had given her. Hedan was involved in the matter far more deeply than Titch, her Padawan having frequent communications with Padawan Seras. He'd heard uncomfortable rumours where some Padawan wanted to follow her if she left, a matter than he would not condone whatsoever. Whatever decision they came to, to allow Seras to leave or not, she would not drag any more Padawans into the trouble she seemed to want to head towards.

    He idly brushed more dust from his person as Shay entered, and he gave her a nod of greeting in return. Watching as she silently took the seat of her old Master next to his position, and now they were gathered. The door had slid shut behind her, leaving the Council Masters shut off from the hustle and bustle of Temple life, ready to undertake their deliberations.

    "... if no one has any questions beforehand.”

    Titch leaned back in his chair, shaking his head slightly in the negative. No questions would come from him until the matter had been laid out completely. Instead he turned his attention to Shay, waiting for her to speak of her own experiences with Padawan Seras.


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    Name: Veyron Rumare [BANK]
    Nicknames: Titch, Vey, Shorty
    Gender: Male
    Age: 53
    Species: Human
    Birthplanet: Alderaan
    Ship: Oliver, DeepWater-class light freighter

    Faction: Jedi Order
    Rank: Sage Master, Council Member

    Inventory:
  • Greater Krayt Dragon Pearl
  • Ossus Keeper Robes
  • Jedi Battle Armour
  • Lightsaber (green, Solari, Pontite)
  • Lightwhip (yellow, Corusca, Lorrdian)
  • PAC20 visual wrist comlink
  • Repair toolkit
  • Scavenger hawk
  • Jedi Utility Belt
  • ^A99 Aqua Breather
  • ^Gauntlet Holo Projector
  • ^Various Antidotes
  • Archaeology toolkit
  • Holocron (Sith Alchemy)

  • Threads:
  • Time Stand Still
  • Council Meeting
  • Dust and Echoes
  • Spindrift
  • Prelude
  • Leave That Thing Alone
  • Lessons
  • Xanadu
  • Home Is Where The Heart Is
  • Beneath, Between And Behind
  • We're Not Okay
  • A Farewell To Kings
  • Last Days of Pompeii

  • Lightsaber Forms
    Mastered:
  • Form III: Soresu
  • Form IV: Ataru
  • Known:
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  • Form III: Soresu
  • Form IV: Ataru
  • Form V: Djem So

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    Hedan Nau
    Posted: May 2 2010, 11:57 PM
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    It was not long before all the members of the council were present and accounted for. This was probably the first time she had sat in upon a full session. It seemed that every time a matter of concern to the order arose, at least since she was admitted to the Council, one or more of them was forced to participate through a communicator. In fact, it had most often been Hedan, who's constant traveling took her off of the order's main planet fairly often. The atmosphere was very different when she actually sat in the same room as her peers, though she thought it was still too soon to even call them that. True, they enjoyed the same level of authority within the order, with all their opinions holding a great deal of weight when it came to decisions regarding the policies of the Jedi, but it was hard not to feel young an inexperienced around those who had been masters and key figures in the order far longer than herself.

    Each had earned their own niche of renown amongst the other jedi, Be it Veyron's great insight and somewhat quirky behavior, or Nathaniel's staunch adherence to the fundamentalism of being a Jedi Knight. Shay was perhaps one of the more prolific amongst them, having earned herself a reputation for being a most unconventional master. It was hard for Hedan to even entertain the thought that she was somewhere near to the level of the other members of the council. Her personality was not so recognizable as Nathan's, nor her wisdom as vast as Veyron and Shay was almost certainly the better jedi when it came to handling unusual situations.

    In fact, Nathan's thoughts on Hedan's presence were almost identical to her own. Had it not been for how close the Seras Situation was to her own padawan, the togruta might have actually been content to leave such a heavy decision to her peers. Well, perhaps that was not an entirely accurate thing to say, though it was not difficult for Hedan to entertain the idea and wonder exactly how she would feel were Xion's livelihood not threatened by Seras' destructive influence.

    "I would personally like to reserve my inquiries until I've heard what Master Marin has learned. Feelings I'm sure that Master Veyron and I share." Hedan said with a polite smile and a look between Nathan and Titch, before she finally looked at Shay, expectantly.


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    Qyylendrha'xel'navith
    Posted: Jun 7 2010, 10:36 PM
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    Ah, here we are.

    It had been quite the little trek across the stars. Coruscant had been the obvious destination, since Qyylendrha'xel'navith sought to announce his return to the Council and see about reassuming his former role. As soon as he entered the system however he knew something wasn't right. Depleted as their numbers had been fifteen years prior when he'd last walked the halls of the great Jedi Temple, the concentration of Force users still should have registered in his mental radar. It did not.

    Though he didn't quite enter the atmosphere, the Star Dragon did drift close enough to focus his awareness on the massive structure he knew so well. Not a single Force-sensitive could be sensed within. He considered going lower, even landing and exploring the temple manually, but being deep with in Confederation territory and not being quite sure on the current stance the government held on Jedi, he thought it better to trust his feelings and take his search elsewhere.

    Ossus was the next logical choice, it and Coruscant being the only widely known bastions the Jedi operated out of at the time of his departure. Evidently that had changed, as this second locale was no less deserted than the first. Unthinkable as it was, he briefly considered that the Jedi may have been wiped out in his absence. The thought was summarily dismissed however; they were few, but had all of them died he'd have surely felt the tremors. No, they had other enclaves, other places they could fall back to should it become unsafe for their whereabouts to be general knowledge. Having fled Coruscant himself once, over three centuries ago, he knew that well enough. But where had they gone?

    Tython seemed the best choice, the best place to begin (or rather, continue) his search. It was the oldest home the Order had, and one they wouldn't abandon entirely unless they absolutely had to. Silently—not a difficult descriptor to achieve in the void of space—Qyyl turned about and headed back out of the system. His was not a terribly swift means of travel, but he'd been away from the Order for fifteen years; a few more hours or even days were not likely to make much more difference.

    Despite the concern he felt over why the Jedi had retreated to wherever they had, the Dragon was as serene as ever as he drifted leisurely along the hyperspace corridor toward Tython. He probably shouldn't have stayed away so long, that much was clear. It had been unavoidable though, given the unexpected success he'd been met with. His presence was required, or he'd have seemed intolerably negligent. Of course, he may have in turn seemed that way to the Jedi. This was the reason familial connections were discouraged, he reminded himself, though his foremost limbs lifted slightly in a shrug. It was not a perfect situation, but he'd make what he could from it.

    Upon Tython he had finally found what he'd been seeking, though the world was no the central base of the Order. Unsurprising really, since the abandonment of Coruscant and Ossus meant they were likely not in a place anyone would expect them to be. Still there were Jedi there, and ones old enough to recognize him. That was a great comfort, and a great benefit in that they could direct him to the Council. Shedu Maad, interesting choice. Though it made a great deal of sense in light of the reasons they'd gone into hiding. The Hapes Consortium did not like visitors and even without them it was a difficult world to find, the space around it not easy to navigate through. Still, what he lacked in speed he made up for in maneuverability. Few ships could corner and change directions as smoothly as could the natural serpentine body of a Star Dragon. Now here he was, descending rapidly though the atmosphere and allowing gravity to do most of the work, his wings tucked back and only exercising his biological repulsorlifts to maintain a controlled fall.

    A large lake rolled up to meet him, and his anti-gravity energy flared up again to keep from crashing into the water, redirecting his motion forward with a single flap of his wings. Skimming over the surface, he allowed his sixty toes to dip beneath the cool surface, up until he noticed a large school of fish ahead. It really wasn't exactly fair, given that he could sense their presence through the Force. Still, it had been a long trip, and a snack would be nice. Tucking his legs up closer to his body to get them out of the water, he waited until the proper moment and shot his forelimbs down, snatching a single large fish in both hands and quickly snapping its spine in two to end its suffering. By the time he reached the shore, his snack had been devoured.

    Though he'd never been to that planet before, he could sense the gathered Jedi well enough and so was able to head directly for the redoubt. Alighting on the plateau, it did take him some minutes to figure out how exactly to get down to where they were however. The first few Jedi he met were able to give him rough directions (and stares of blatant surprise), and the Force showed him the way beyond that to the Council chambers. Certain his presence had been detected by the four within by the time he reached the door, the Duinuowuin nonetheless gave a light courtesy knock to announce his presence before stepping inside.

    Briefly he gazed about at each of the four assembled Masters. He recognized each, but none had been on the Council the last time he'd seen them, and it was a bit surprising to not find at least one face he recognized as a fellow Council member. Was this a meeting of the full Council? Had all his former peers perished in his time away? He'd sensed some deaths, though primarily only those of his former Padawans, such as Master Gann. There were others though, others who should have been here. Where was Gandon? The old investigator's former pupil sat before him, but no sign of the man remained, and unless his memory betrayed him, she was seated in her master's old seat. This did not bode well at all.

    Finally Qyyl gave a reverent bow, dropping low enough that his hands momentarily touched the ground before lifting himself back to his full height and speaking. “Masters, I apologize for interrupting, but I thought I should announce my return as soon as I could. I'm afraid just by looking around I can see there's much I need to be filled in on, but I'll not try and monopolize your time. Let me at least say it is good to see you all again, Nathaniel, Veyron, Hedan, Shae'andri'lar. Shall I step outside and let you commence? I confess I have no idea what it is you're convening to consider.” Standing passively, he made no move to leave but also none to take a seat, waiting to see how each of the other Jedi would react and also not believing any of the chairs he'd noted could really accommodate him anyway.


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    “You all know why we’re here. We need to decide what to do about Padawan Amadis."

    You make it all sound so simple, Shay commented internally. Nothing in the Consular's words hinted at the complex emotional issues involved in the case of Padawan Amadis. Cut and dried, that was Nathaniel's way alright. He liked the universe best when everything had been sorted into its place, and all definitions made clear. She'd like to live in a universe like that. If only it actually existed.

    "I believe Master Marin should have something to report on what she’s found out from the Padawan herself, if no one has any questions beforehand.”

    "I would personally like to reserve my inquiries until I've heard what Master Marin has learned. Feelings I'm sure that Master Veyron and I share."

    A glance in Titch's direction caught the small shake of his head. So everything waited on her now. The Councilwoman repressed a resigned sigh. She'd anticipated this, to be fair. Her duty as an Investigator was not only to collect information, but also to disseminate it. Save Seras' now former Master, Shay knew more about the situation than anyone else in this room. Expecting her colleagues to form an opinion or even questions about the subject before hearing all the data would be foolish.

    Her lips parted to speak, but a sudden strong and close presence in the Force had her closing them again before any words came out. In and of itself, such a feeling wasn't unusual in the Redoubt. Many Jedi walked its corridors, and even she rarely chose to repress her aura in this safe haven. Normally she would've tuned the sensation out and focused on the meeting. The reason this particular presence gave her pause was the fact she couldn't immediately identify it. Vague recognition tickled in the back of her brain, so she was fairly certain she'd encountered this individual before, but no name sprang to mind.

    She turned her head towards the door, as that seemed to be the goal the unknown entity was heading towards. This estimate proved correct as a knock resounded against the carved wood. Then the panels swept apart, and Shay looked up... and up... and up towards the being's face. A quick flicker of shock registered in her amber eyes before she automatically repressed the emotion.

    By the Force... how long has it been? A quick mental count gave her a total of fifteen years and some odd months. The Star Dragon Councilor had embarked on his personal retreat back when she'd still been a Knight--and a fresh one at that. She'd been off on an undercover mission when Qyylendrha'xel'navith had left, as she recalled. They'd never been all that familiar to eachother even when he'd still resided at the Ossus Temple, which explained why she hadn't recognized his presence at first.

    "...Let me at least say it is good to see you all again, Nathaniel, Veyron, Hedan, Shae'andri'lar. Shall I step outside and let you commence? I confess I have no idea what it is you're convening to consider.”

    Qyyl's insistence on using her full name was one thing she did remember about him. For a moment she considered correcting him, then decided it wasn't important right now. Besides, I suppose my name seems short and unpretentious relative to his. Not to mention it would be a rather rude way to welcome the ancient Master back after his long absence. "Please... stay, Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith." Pronouncing the tongue-twisting name took some mental focus, but she managed it well enough. "We've only just started, and your insight would be welcome."


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    Shae’andri’lar went to begin her report but fell silent as a presence became noticeable to them all. While the woman whose turn it was to address them did not likely recognize the feeling of who now approached, the older individuals on the Council had more familiarity in the star dragon. Even Nathaniel, who did not make many deep connections, recognized the fifteen year absent aura.

    Blue eyes widened just the smallest degree in an odd show of surprise from the Sage Master. They alighted upon the door as Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith showed his face to the Council in over a decade. Were it anyone Nathaniel respected any less than he did the star dragon, he would have been moving to escort them back out. Most Jedi taking that long of a departure from the Order would not have been met well by Master Stone. In this case, however, he knew fifteen years was a bare blip on the dragon’s life span and he could not deny that the strange Master had a vast wealth of knowledge he could never possess in his much shorter duration.

    "...Let me at least say it is good to see you all again, Nathaniel, Veyron, Hedan, Shae'andri'lar. Shall I step outside and let you commence? I confess I have no idea what it is you're convening to consider.”

    Truth be told, with so few on the Council and seats--metaphorical as well as literal--that needed to be taken by those who were capable, Nathaniel could not imagine Qyyl taking his leave now. While he did not know the situation, Veyron could be admittedly in the same boat. The basic situation was easily enough understood, and Master Marin had all the details to put forth from her observation of Padawan Amadis.

    "Please... stay, Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith. We've only just started, and your insight would be welcome."

    “Please do, Master,” Nathaniel agreed, meeting the gaze of the much more massive being. “Actually, this may be a situation of interest to you. We’re discussing a wayward Padawan, one that was taught by your former Padawan, Master Gann, before he passed.” He made no indication that he was the one that had taken her on afterwards. “Master Marin was just about to explain to us what she has found out by speaking to the girl. I’m sure any questions you have can be easily answered, and your insight will be infinitely valuable.”

    It was as good as ‘welcome home,’ from someone like ‘Buttons.’


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    Shay settled back in her chair to wait as the massive Star Dragon ran the gauntlet of greetings from the other Masters. She'd been sincere in what she'd said to Qyyl; another perspective on this situation could only be of benefit to the whole. Especially the perspective of an outsider, someone who had not been at all involved in the drama play that was the recent career of Padawan Amadis. That the Duinuogwuin possessed more life experience than the rest of the current Council combined made for an extra special bonus.

    Before she became the center of attention once more, the Investigator made a quick mental review over the facts at hand. She preferred to be an extemporaneous speaker, not much one for writing scripts or preparing speeches, but she still wanted to make sure she didn't neglect some important detail during her verbal report. Clarity was what the Council needed now, if they were to make the best decision in the end.

    Soon enough the long absent Master had found a seat--on the floor, as the chairs in the room were all built for humanoids. Shay stood fast against the strength of those four willful gazes bearing down on her. Once she would've been intimidated by being under so much official scrutiny, but that time was long gone. She might be the youngest Jedi in the room, but she didn't lack for either experience or respect.

    "As some of you are already aware, Padawan Seras Amadis wishes to leave the Jedi Order." While Master Marin didn't intend to be outright blunt with her words, she saw no reason to beat about the bush. No point in wasting anyone's time easing up to the uncomfortable subject. "She informed Master Stone of her intentions some weeks ago, at which time he released her from apprenticeship to him." Falling back on a formal form of address was the only expression Shay gave to her frustration with the stoic Consular.

    "Her reasons for wanting to break from the Order are multiple and varied, from the personal to the philosophical. First off, Padawan Amadis has elected to hold to a standard of pure pacifism. She refuses to build a lightsaber, as she sees the weapon as a symbol of violence. She cares not for her own self-defense. When she and several other Padawans were faced with fighting a Leviathan on Corbos, to all reports the young woman avoided becoming involved in the battle as much as possible." Shay had been rather disturbed by finding that recurring theme in all the students' reports. Standing by while people you knew were being killed, and doing nothing to prevent it... that was as antithetical to her as doing harm was to Seras.

    "Her strong distaste--revulsion, even--towards any physical form of conflict extends to those who are willing to fight. I personally have observed her reacting... hatefully towards the Mandalorian ambassador to the Alliance, due to her disagreement with his people's way of life." If only the Sentinel had known then what would be now, perhaps she would've intervened then. At the time though, the girl had been Nathaniel's responsibility, not hers, and a few brief flashes of negative emotions in one so young were not enough to condemn of any crime.

    Her amber gaze, which previously had been shifting from person to person at regular intervals, now focused on Nathaniel and stayed locked on. "Secondly, Padawan Amadis feels Master Stone does not care about her on a personal level, and did not want her around on a professional one. She felt neglected by him as his apprentice, ignored in her times of distress, left to founder blindly in her ignorance."

    While her words could be perceived as condemnation, her tone and emotional state remained staunchly neutral. Shay was reporting on opinions, not claiming them as fact. That said, she felt Nathaniel needed to hear them, and at least try to understand. "Her current restriction to Shedu Maad is perceived by her as punishment, levied against her by Master Stone out of malice. My attempts to explain otherwise have been unsuccessful." That much reprieve she could give the man, evidence she didn't believe him capable of such base motivations.

    "The third--and what may well be the most serious--reason..." Here the Sentinel hesitated. Trying to explain what she had been told in a way which would make sense to her fellow Councilors proved difficult, as it still didn't make sense to her. "Padawan Amadis believes she has... discovered... some means through the Force to... reawaken the recently dead." Only now did the veteran Investigator show any sign of emotion, her expression growing troubled.

    "She alleged to me she was briefly able to bring life back to Padawan Sine Boral by touching something 'pure and powerful' that she reached out for in her desperation to save him. She made the claim she saw his body stir, but then she panicked and 'lost' whatever it was she'd done. I know of no such technique, and I told her so. The Padawan is completely and utterly convinced, however. She hopes to seek out more knowledge of such things after leaving the Order, as she is convinced we would not understand her desires. Without engaging in a rather intrusive psychic probe, I can't determine for certain whether something actually happened, or if she suffered a mental breakdown and imagined it all."


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    Please... stay, Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith. We've only just started, and your insight would be welcome.

    Please do, Master. Actually, this may be a situation of interest to you. […] your insight will be infinitely valuable.

    This was encouraging. Qyyl knew better than most how members of the Jedi High Council made decisions, and allowing emotion to rule was a very atypical approach. Still, having been gone for longer this time than any of his previous absences coupled with not having quite the same sense of fellowship with the Jedi seated before him as he had with those on the council at the time of his departure, he had been prepared to receive something less than a warm reception, just in case. It seemed he'd not been forgotten or caused enough annoyance to be relegated to librarian duty just yet however, and this pleased him.

    The news of a 'wayward padawan' was far from unheard of, but was somewhat less pleasing. Only concerned interest touched the Duinuogwuin's aura at Master Stone's words; the mention of his most recent padawan's demise eliciting no sorrow. Qyyl had felt the passing when it had occurred, and had spent time mourning and dealing with his own emotional response. For selfish reasons, the former Master wished his student were still there with the rest of the order, but he had become fully a part of the living Force and neither required nor deserved any sympathy for that. Gann was at peace and Qyyl had moved past his sorrow.

    Moving further into the room so that he could close the door and not block entry should anyone else feel the pressing need to interrupt as he had, the Sentinel settled down to the floor in about the spot a summoned Jedi would stand to make their report, able to view all his peers easily. Wings folded tightly against his back, his lower half coiled about itself as his multiple legs tucked under his belly, finally folding his hands and focusing his lightly gleaming gaze on Shay, granting her his full attention along with the other assembled masters.

    As some of you are already aware […] released her from apprenticeship to him.

    For a moment the glowing gold eyes shifted to Nathaniel, So he had taken on this Seras after Gann had passed. The dragon's large headed nodded approvingly; Master Stone was... something of a traditionalist, a position the ancient creature could appreciate. He didn't object to changes and improvements when the accepted manner proved inferior, but saw little value in change merely for the sake of change. Thus Nathaniel's conservative outlook but rarely controverted his own opinions, as he recalled.

    Of course the last time they'd spoken the Consular had been about Shay's age; not a young man, but certainly younger than he was now. Their few disagreements back then had primarily revolved about the human's stoic stubbornness in light of the dragon's suggestion that he be more adaptable, though such strictness was certainly understandable in light of the events which had provoked it. He wondered how the man had changed over the years. Curious, that he hadn't mentioned taking on the padawan. Perhaps he was taking her desire to depart as a personal affront or failure. Comparatively speaking, even amongst a group as typically serene as the Jedi High Council, Master Stone was difficult to read. Her report clearly far from completed, his fellow Sentinel soon regained Qyyl's focus.

    Her reasons for wanting to break […] avoided becoming involved in the battle as much as possible.

    Interesting. The subject of violence—when it was justified, if indeed it ever was, and to what extent—was not an uncommon point of contention. The apparent paradox of utilizing violence to preserve peace was one he himself had wrestled with more than once over the centuries, particularly soon after the war that had taken place over half his liftetime ago. While he didn't currently hold to such an absolute as pure pacifism, that was not to say he never had. Even now he did maintain a more benign, defensive stance than most, yet he'd not have been able to refrain from acting had others been in mortal peril from a dark side abomination.

    Her strong distaste—revulsion, even […] disagreement with his people's way of life.

    Now that was certainly unfortunate and disturbing. There was no fault in believing strongly in your values—such was the nature of values—but condemning others for not sharing them was unacceptable. The Jedi code was, in part, a system of values, but it did not claim that every being in the galaxy ought to follow them. The Jedi were not missionaries. Attempting to force your ways on others or believing that they somehow made you superior was growing dangerously close to the doctrines of various dark side cults, perhaps even the Sith, though that was difficult to say. Qyyl knew little of the specifics of that dead factions tenets; even at the time of his birth they had been long extinct.

    Secondly, Padawan Amadis feels Master Stone […] attempts to explain otherwise have been unsuccessful.

    Again Qyyl's gaze shifted to Nathaniel. He had no idea whether the padawan's claims held merit, though he found most of them dubious in the extreme. While she would not be the very first being the Consular drew (relatively) close to and then purposefully distanced himself from, the notion that he would do so with any malicious intent was preposterous. While not strictly incapable of such an act, the Nathaniel Stone he had known did not have a personality or belief system that would lend itself to anything of the sort. Without dismissing the possibility out of hand, Qyyl was more concerned over what such assertions said of the padawan's mindset than whether they were true.

    The third—and what may well be […] she suffered a mental breakdown and imagined it all

    While the initial point had been mildly disconcerting and the second somewhat more disturbing, this final piece of what to Qyyl was an entirely new puzzle struck him as simply bizarre. It bothered him that he had no idea who this Sine Boral was, feeling like he didn't have anywhere near the complete picture he'd need to make a sound judgment. Perhaps staying away so long had been a mistake. But no, it had been necessary, and yet...

    Focus on the present. The Force was infinite, and even with all his centuries of studying it there were doubtless countless things Qyyl remained ignorant of. So while the concept that the Force could... revivify a recently slain being was not entirely beyond the realm of feasibility, even the half a millenia aged master had never heard of such an occurrence. The padawan's staunch belief that Master Stone was an evil genius however did not make a strong case for giving her the benefit of the doubt.

    Her report apparently complete, Master Marin fell silent. Not wishing to seem as though he were sweeping into the room and taking charge of the council had Qyyl hesitating a moment, but he spoke up anyway. These were not children, he reminded himself; they would not leap upon any chance to be offended and demand to speak first. Deep voice resonating quietly in an attempt to keep it from carrying beyond the chamber, the contemplative pose was maintained as he regarded the other four masters in even degrees. “That was an extensively informative report, Shae'andri'lar, thank you. Forgive me if I'm mistaken—I don't have all the details—but whatever personality conflicts or unfortunately misplaced priorities may have gotten in the way, I believe we may dismiss the claims of Nathaniel's malignance as the lashing out of a hurt young woman at that which she does not understand.” He didn't know if any of the others knew of Master Stone's past and it certainly wasn't his place to bring it up, but he doubted very much that the distraught padawan grasped the situation from any angle but her own.

    As for this meeting,” the Duinuogwuin continued, “it is for the purpose of determining whether we should allow her to depart and relinquish responsibility for her, yes? It has been but a scant time since Gann joined the flow of the living Force—” even if it had been a couple years, such a timespan was almost nothing to Qyyl “—so I cannot guess at his pupil's age. If however she is no longer strictly a child by her species' standards, I am not at all certain we have the right to detain her for her own good. Were she a knight we certainly would not. So then, unless she is young enough to warrant not being allowed to choose her own destiny at this time, I believe we must base this decision on whether she is a danger to others and if releasing her upon the galaxy would be irresponsible of us. I am eager to hear the thoughts of the rest of you however, particularly since you are all much more familiar with the girl, if not the situation.


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    "She informed Master Stone of her intentions some weeks ago, at which time he released her from apprenticeship to him."

    While Nathaniel was quite aware that Shae’andri’lar was probably still quite bothered with him--she had, after all, been openly so not long ago--he did nothing about it. He didn’t care about her frustrations simply because there was nothing to be done for it at this point. What was done was done, and if she wanted to resort to distancing herself from him on a personal level, so be it. He could neither blame her nor call her out on it, so he simply ignored it.

    "Her reasons for wanting to break from the Order are multiple and varied... [...], due to her disagreement with his people's way of life."

    Nathaniel was already fully aware of all the points that Master Marin was prepared to make, or so he assumed. This first one had certainly been a source of frustration for him, for no matter how many times he’d explained the Jedi view on violence, he had been rebuffed. It seemed somewhere along the line Padawan Amadis had become convinced that her then Master was a violent man and could not be trusted to uphold peace or life. Which was peculiar to him as he was a healer first and foremost and was not one to needlessly take life.

    It seemed that her disagreement had spread to others, however, and while he did not like the fact that her pacifism had segregated her from all her fellow Jedi, he had been eased to know it hadn’t simply been personal and thus completely irrational.

    "Secondly, Padawan Amadis feels Master Stone does not care about her on a personal level, and did not want her around on a professional one. [...] My attempts to explain otherwise have been unsuccessful."

    The fact that Master Marin chose to look directly at him for this portion of the explanation made it clear she intended for him to listen and listen well. But as far as he was concerned he already knew this and already understood it. Padawan Amadis had overreacted and misconstrued his meanings, quite possibly on purpose, and now she was using it as an excuse to leave. He had hardly been vindictive in any way, he had kept her here for her safety.

    He was undaunted by the fact that he was being put under this sort of spotlight. He had no shame and was since over being bothered by Shae’andri’lar's observations or even accusations. While everything she said was strictly true in that it was opinion of a wounded girl, it also was ultimately not a part of the problem.

    "The third--and what may well be the most serious--reason..."

    There was a third? Admittedly, Nathaniel was a touch surprised by this revelation. He felt that everything had already been covered and he wondered what the Investigator had found out that had eluded him personally.

    "Padawan Amadis believes she has... discovered... some means through the Force to... reawaken the recently dead."

    The initial implication was disturbing in its start. This was not something he was aware was possible, but it did not strike him as particularly a good thing. In his book, dead was dead for a reason. Perhaps, decades before he would have thought different from this, but that was a mindset long since forgotten. While Master Marin had certainly had his attention before, the intensity of his blue-eyed stare certainly did crank up a few notched with her explanation.

    "She alleged to me she was briefly able to bring life back to Padawan Sine Boral by touching something 'pure and powerful' [...] I can't determine for certain whether something actually happened, or if she suffered a mental breakdown and imagined it all."

    Corbos. It all came down to Corbos. While he had acknowledged that the girl had been shaken by the events there, he had not been here to meet her at the time. He wondered, briefly, if maybe being here would have allowed him to catch this apparent mishap at the beginning. He had understood she had been shaken by the death of her fellow Padawans. But the fact that she claimed to have almost brought one back?

    This was actually a lot to think about, but it didn’t change things much. He just knew that they couldn’t precisely be letting her go if she was touching on powers that could be dangerous to her. And if it was simply a breakdown in the girl’s mind, she was in no state to be doing much of anything.

    Forgive me if I'm mistaken [...] at that which she does not understand.”

    Nathaniel was glad that Qyyl still had that much faith in him, and he nodded, confirming what the Star Dragon had stated. The Council knew that Master Stone wasn’t exactly the lying type, so when he confirmed that he did not with the girl any ill will, that was simply the case.

    ”If however she is no longer strictly a child by her species' standards, I am not at all certain we have the right to detain her for her own good. [....] particularly since you are all much more familiar with the girl, if not the situation.”

    “Age has little do to with it in Padawan Amadis’ case,” Nathaniel spoke up, knowing what he felt they should do. “She is inexperienced with very little previous mission experience. She hasn’t been out in the galaxy at large, with or without someone there to hold her hand. To let her head out on her own now would be like letting her commit suicide, and I know none of us here would stand for that.” His serious expression was allowed to move from one face to the other, each one given the same stalwart stare.

    “However, I don’t believe simply keeping her here is fair to her, either. She needs to be able to put what talents she does have to good use and do what she does best--healing. She has those skills and could do much good as a Healer. However, her refusal to carry on towards Knighthood prevents much of her forward progress. My proposal is to move her to Medicorps. There she can continue to grow and help as she desires without feeling the pressure of what being a true Jedi demands.”

    It was something of a cop-out that they would allow Padawan Amadis were they to do this for her. While not strictly a Jedi, she could still be affiliated with and protected by them. Truly, he did not think there a better option. His eyes landed most pointedly on Veyron now, who he felt would agree with him.

    “Unless, of course, anyone has any inclination as to whether or not her story of resurrection might be even close to the truth and thinks it would change such a scenario.” If anyone would know, it would be Master Rumare and his bookshelves of knowledge.


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    Hedan Nau
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    While her acuity to the force was by no means as honed as those of her peers, with most of her energies set towards martial and cultural exploits, Hedan found her attention pulled away from Shay. She indeed sensed someone, first by proxy of the human's own senses and then by simple proximity of the approaching entity. As a recent member of the council, Hedan had never actually seen Qyylendrha'xel'navith in any sort of personal manner, but more as a figurehead of the council during her days as a knight. Indeed, she had only been in her late thirties when the starfaring master last resided in the, now defunct, Coruscanti Temple.

    "Please... stay, Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith. We've only just started, and your insight would be welcome."

    Hedan was thankful that Shay had been able to say the Duinuogwuin's name given that she couldn't quite remember how the collision of consonants was pronounce. Especially so, given that Master Qyylendrha'xel'navith had some how managed to remember her name and it would have been rude to recall his name improperly. With the conundrum of pronunciation solved, the togrutan guardian considered Qyylendrha'xel'navith's unexpected as the council meeting unsteadily lurched back into motion. The ages old jedi would certainly be able to offered some perspective to the situation but what Hedan was more interested in was the reason for his return in the first place. She had never really been told his reasons for the latest decade long sojourn, though surely he had accomplished whatever it was he set out to do. Indeed, she found herself unexpectedly curious over the Duinuogwuin, though she had to remind herself that they had gathered for a reason and that she was expected to address the situation with insight of her own.

    And so Shay explained her own experiences and interpretations during her time with Padawan Amadis. Hedan considered each of the points as they were mentioned, though she had already put a great deal of thought towards the things Shay was almost guaranteed to mention. Via Xion, Hedan was already well aware of Seras and her beliefs on violence, in addition to the tragic events on Corbos and her ineffectual behavior. Her disdain for martial practice, even in the interest of preserving life, was something that had given the guardian a great deal to consider, especially given the very real and noticeable impact it was having on the other padawan. Hedan's focus dropped from Shay and the togruta was briefly lost in her own thoughts, with a look of concern and anxiety briefly clouding her often serene features. She caught herself a moment later, and thought to suppress the negative state such reflection had put her in. Not for sake of saving face amongst her peers but rather to maintain an unbiased outlook on the circumstances that had brought them to the meeting in the first place.

    And then discussion fell to the present situation that was Seras Amadis and her grounding upon Shedu Maad. Hedan could certainly respect the train of thought that had led Nathaniel to such a decision, though she felt his actions were sadly misguided in the execution. While the guardian naturally felt the need to protect Seras while she was in such a vulnerable state and admitted that her extended stay amongst the order was the logical decision, it also highlighted a significant problem. That being the nature of Seras and Nathaniel's relationship on a whole, and how incompatible the two were. Hedan respected Master Stone greatly and was convinced that his decisions, all of them, had been made with forethought and judgment uncompromised by emotions or ill intent and that there were all Logical choices. That being said, the main problem as far as Hedan was concerned was that Nathan expected his actions to be viewed as such. As such a stoic man, the thought that his actions would be viewed as anything but well intended must have been quite foreign, and that they would be considered malicious, wholly alien. Seras' mindset had produced Nathan's mistakes, if they could indeed be called that, just as much as he had. The togruta glanced towards Nathan and briefly felt the desire to offer some kind of support amidst the observations Shay was offering, but she knew better. He didn't need it.

    Hedan's eyes were pulled back to Master Marin a moment later, with concern upon her face. Something in the way Shay briefly revealed the sentinel's own feelings on the suspect choice of words, perhaps as the human recalled the discussion. Hedan could not expect that Seras was in a healthy state of mind when she said such a thing, but it sounded as though she believed her claim. Why she had not chosen to mention such a thing in her report, nor to anyone other than Shay, were addition points of concern for Hedan. She considered her feelings a moment and wondered where her unease was stemming from, and then wondered if anyone else felt the same.

    It was Qyylendrha'xel'navith who spoke up next, though Hedan was not paying as much attention as the master deserved, distracted partially by the renewed anxiety she felt. Her recent troubles with Xion, her struggles to offer a separate perspective to that of Seras Amadis, had been a source of such unease recently but she had been sure to keep it in check. Now, she found such to be difficult as numerous questions began piling up alongside her repressed concerns for the influence Seras was having on her pupil. Hedan, admittedly alarmed by her sudden lapse in control, willed away the sinking feeling and distracted herself with what it was that Qyylendrha'xel'navith had been saying. He had tallied off numerous counter arguments that Hedan had considered during her personal deliberations and nothing new she hadn't already considered. Indeed, Nathan was quick to respond with reason that could have been mimicked from Hedan's own considerations. Both had very strong arguments. Nathan's proposal of moving Seras to the Medicorps was less so, though.

    "If I may..." Hedan said cordially as a calm and serene smile accompanied her quiet and level voice. She had found her base after the brief upset Shay had stirred, though there was a faint air of urgency in the way she had reacted, however subtle. It was not like the torgutan guardian to leap upon an opportunity to speak ahead of someone else. Typically, she would have waited for Titch to voice his opinion before sharing her own.
    "Moving Padawan Amadis will not remove the influence she is shown to have and there is no reason for us to assume that her dissidence with the Order and its teachings will be absolved when the stress of training is removed. It is possible that she may view such a step as our attempt to silence her or prevent her from learning, her decision to leave aside." it was plainly clear that Hedan had given the situation a great deal of thought and was at least confident in the conclusions she had come to.
    "I feel I should also mention that Padawan Amadis has the potential to influence others with her attitude, both towards us and the ways of the Jedi, which could be extremely harmful to the development of other similarly impressionable Padawan." Speaking out of personal experience, Hedan's worries over Seras' influence were already well known.

    "Padawan Amadis holds a low opinion of the Order and we are the figureheads to the oppression she perceives, thus any influence we cast over her will likely push her further away. While I think that we can all agree that she would be at risk were she left to her own devices, the solution can not be to hold her anywhere nor force her to go somewhere else." Hedan paused a moment and looked amongst the rest of the council. She wanted them to take a few seconds to consider possible solutions that did not fall into the two categories she had outlined before she offered her own.

    "In response to what you said, Master Stone." the togrutan guardian then said, after a few moments of silence, "I do believe that this new information should change the situation." Something about how finite Hedan was with her words betrayed these points as new, as something that the togruta had not considered at length. "Padawan Amadis is emotional and conflicted. My impression of her through Xion would suggest that if a stressful event such as those on Corbos were to take place again, that Padawan Amadis may very well attempt to tap into this 'power' again." Her black eyes shot towards Shay, whom she certainly hoped shared her opinion at this point. "Whether or not she truly found some hidden power does not matter. The fact that she believes there is such a power, however, is something that causes me great concern, as is where she might think to look for it." Hedan found such heavy handed statements to be abhorrent but she felt it needed to be said. It is perhaps for that reason, more so than even Padawan Amadis' own safety, that letting her wander would be foolish." Hedan paused after she gave the very antithesis for her own original argument and considered her next words carefully.
    "This is a special case that can not be set to some established solution. The answer we need can not be found in black and whites, there is no absolute solution to this question, nor is there a correct one. My suggestion however, is that rather than forcing anything upon Padawan Amadis, we appeal to her desire for independence. Keep her amongst the Order but return to her the right to leave Shedu Maad. If she does as a member of our order, then we will have cause to have someone she trusts accompany her without appearing as though we are trying to imprison or control her. If nothing else this will allow Padawan Amadis the experience she will need to safely live in the galaxy, should she indeed leave us, while also offering us the ability to watch and safeguard her development." While her suggestion was admittedly vague, Hedan had prepared a couple of more specific examples. She merely wanted to gauge the Council's opinion of her considerations.

    Regardless of their reaction, Hedan's black eyes narrowed calmly and her smile returned to her lips as she looked between the other Masters. By no means did she presume she was right, and such was clear as she patiently waited for someone to approach what she had said, though a portion of her serenity was a facade. Again, her thoughts slipped to what Shay had said. It would take some meditation to determine why it left her at such unease.


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    Titch greeted the newly arrived Jedi Master, fifteen years absent, with an untarnished smile, not weighted down by the serious matters they were discussing. He felt honest joy in seeing the elder Jedi again, to discover that he was alive and well in these troubled times was a much needed morale boost, their numbers were already thinned enough.

    He listened carefully as Shay spoke; taking in the information she was offering and pondering it. Turning it over in his mind and evaluating what choices they had in this rather tangled situation. Much discussion would be covered by the time they came to any semblance of agreement on this matter, but the future of a Padawan was on the line, they would explore any option that would be available to them.

    “… pressure of what being a true Jedi demands.”

    Titch nodded at Buttons’ words, agreeing with the severe Jedi Master on this point. Despite any mistakes Shay believed the Master had committed, Titch found it hard to believe similarly. It was merely a case of a bad match of Padawan and Master, clearly the teaching methods of Padawan Amadis’ first Master differed acutely from that of Master Stone. Titch knew well that the matching of Padawan and Master was an important element, especially when the Padawan had already gone through training with another. He would consider this the fault of the Council for not realising it sooner; they could have reassigned Padawan Amadis easily.

    But what was most worrying to Titch was her reaction to the Mandalorian, had the Jedi Order not taught her to be open to all kinds of individuals, regardless of creed? This issue lay deeper than with Buttons, he did believe, perhaps it was an inherent fault in all Padawan teaching. Many Masters sheltered their Padawans, when in truth they should see the wider galaxy from an early age.

    “… thinks it would change such a scenario.”

    He brought a hand up to rub thoughtfully at his temple, his mind tracking down any such mention of resurrection in the many texts he’d studied of the Jedi Order’s history and lesser known past. “I have read of a similar use of the Force,” Titch admitted, eyes sliding between the gathered Masters. “But it was spoken of vaguely, the texts are incomplete, however I did gather that no attempt at it was successful without the use of the dark side of the Force.” He let that final note remain, mouth settling in a grim straight line.

    “… offering us the ability to watch and safeguard her development."

    “I do not think we should merely let her walk out without guidance, but you are correct in saying we cannot exert authority without developing a larger fissure between her and the Order. However, I do agree with Buttons that the Medicorps would be the best place for her, but we should not force her. We must approach her with it as an offer, she can join the Medicorps, develop her healing, and we will provide for her wandering. Medicorps will give her the sufficient freedom to wander, should she accept this offer.” The vertically challenged Master let his gaze shift from each of those gathered. “But we must also remove her as a Padawan, as Padawans are required to be accompanied by their Master. In this way, she will have nothing to hold her back, only the duty she feels towards her healing in the Medicorps.”

    He shifted in his seat, pondering the issue of what she had claimed to have almost accomplished. “Alternatively, we could allow the Padawan to join me in my research. I plan on attempting to track down the texts that I spotted the phenomenon in, and dedicate a more thorough search to it, but first impressions tell me that this course of study is better avoided by Padawan Amadis. It could fan the flames, so to speak, but I am unaware of her personality to be able to properly ascertain her reaction to any information found.” He shook his head minutely.

    “It is clear to me that Padawan Amadis is in acute need of a lesson of the galaxy. She seems ignorant of the inherent nature of most beings, intolerant of the differences between us and them, the episode with the Mandalorian ambassador being the most prominent example. Through Medicorps work she would learn much, but we must let her take the choice for herself.”


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