Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra sat in the Jedi Order's little Garden that stood in their temple. It was not one that would ruin the soil around her as she filled it with more flowers than plants that would bring food. At the center, as per normal with the gardens she kept for temples, was a tree which her hand rested on and moved over while she flooded it with the force once more. It was slow in how she pushed the force in, a small light illuminating her palm and creating rivers of light in the breaks of the tree's bark.
With a breath out her work was finished and she lowered her hand to her lap, resting in the folds of her robes. The silvery-white fabric forming around her hand as it collapsed into the sea that sat there. Her hair was in a similarly kept and controlled manner, ebony black in contrast to her robes for the intent purpose of showing a visual balance as well as a spiritual one internally. Even if she found her place solely in the lightside, she was different from simply believing it is the only path and that is why she was a Rector for the Republic rather than a actual member of the Jedi Republic.
None the less she was at the temple today offer what she could in terms of her abilities. Should one be looking for something to focus on in terms of what she knew, it would be simple for her to merely sit as she was and talk with them... maybe even give them something new to control. Her smile grew alittle as she touched the petals of a nearby flower and she drew her hand up to urge its growth with the movement and created a full bloom soon after.