Duel A Reunion of Sorts

[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Vulpesen

Returning to Veradune was a nostalgic sort of thing these days. She hadn't been back since learning how to use lightning, but that was something she had since mastered. She'd mastered a lot since then. Learned so much.

Vulpes had invited her to a dinner. She had every intention of challenging him to another spar. She wanted to keep him as her measuring stick. This time, she intended to win.

 

[Vulpesen]

Knowing to expect Jonyna's visit, Vulpesen had gladly arranged for her transport to his home, a speeder having awaited her arrival at the space port before whisking her off to the estate. Once there, she would see the Valde leaning against the threshold of his home, tail wagging and a small smile upon his lips. "Welcome back, Master Si." Their previous meetings, in truth, hadn't always ended amicably. It was a matter of differences in opinions, or as he figured, different levels of experience.

Of course, that only lead Vulpesen to keep an eye on the master, listening to reports offered by his men who observed her on and off the field of battle. The Valde preferred to keep records of al his notable allies, but the now Jedi Master was something of a personal project. In her, he recognized himself when he had been a young jedi. A champion of the light, growing into power and seeing the injustice of the galaxy, wanting nothing more than the power to correct it. She ha the spirit, she simply needed it to be tempered. It was time to see if that tempering had happened since their last meeting. "Congratulations on your promotion. Apologies that I couldn't be there, but the jedi temple has been rather restrictive as of late."

Jonyna Si

 

[Jonyna Si]

TAG: Vulpesen

"Can you blame us? The sith have been making big moves. You missed Woostri, we could've used you." Jonyna scoffed as she stepped off the speeder, looking rather smug. "Since then, I've fought every big name Sith under the sun, except the Emperor himself. He did tell me to kill myself though, so that's a plus." She chuckled, looking to him. "So what's for dinner? I'm starving."

 

[Vulpesen]

A brow rose at her boasting, and her claim that the jedi could have used his assistance brought a wry smile to his lips. "I'm afraid Veradune and its Wilders required my attention at the time and I go where the force calls me to go. Though, if the Jedi truly wished for our assistance, you'd think they'd be a bit more welcoming rather than banning us from their halls. I'm afraid that as a response, most of the other Archons have closed their groves to outsiders." His smile had vanished as Vulpesen spoke of the consequences of jedi isolationism. When he had first reached out to the alliance and its order, he had been welcomed with open arms. Now, the temple was closed to all outsiders, including the representative for the Wilders. Such an action had caused repercussions amongst his fellow leaders in Veradune's religious sphere, repercussions that had decimated the progress Vulpesen had made in expanding their teachings and knowledge t the outside galaxy. "But I don't believe you came to talk politics. Come in, my chefs made fried elmury."

Brightening his features, the Valde waved his hand, using the force to swing open his doors before walking in with the expectation that the jedi would follow. "Its not our fanciest dish, but I figured that a business woman and a jedi like yourself would want something with a sort of home cooked feel." Vulpesen was a fan of the good things in life. Whiskey, steak, and fine dining were all wonderful perks of his position. Still, there was something nice about occasionally sitting back and enjoying a simple meal to remind himself of his roots.

Jonyna Si