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Errand of Mercy (Kenobi Class)

[member="Asmundr Varobalder"]

"There are very few things left in this galaxy that are mysteries. Or at last we tell outselves, the jedi know many things but at times we have proven blind. It is a danger in trying to control every little aspect of the force, it blinds us while we seek to hold it. The force is like a river, not soemthign we can have in our hands for long. Only changing through often violent means." She shifted sitting there in the middle of the chamber, not from discomfort but more from just her own words. Having fought at Manaan as the sith nearly poisoned the kolto Apparatus being stopped because Selena called out for aid and typhoons to stall the ship the sith had summoned.

She had been at O'reen when the jedi fought the Fringe and seen spirits broken or wills disolve, a questionable act but she had done as needed. Directing Republic forces and using her battle meditation to augment them, she had fought for the protection of the people and returned to. Nothing, oblvion and people seeking to shame the ones that fought. It had sickened her and meditating on Tython had become a preferable pass time, ignoring the fall of Coruscant as the sith rose and collapsed the temple, ignoring Carida and feeling Empress Teta. When one became a beacon of the force and more jedi fell.

It was after all what had led to her dealing with others, the lock dow of Tython and restrictions, jedi leaving because no one wanted to unite them and fools seeking to feed their ego's. She had remained silent and allowed herself to laugh silently at their foolishness would be the best term. She was all for a little ego stroking it came with the territory of being a jedi, she knew some did it. The vain and prideful, herself no exception except that she embraced it. Preferred it because it made her human or at least partly. The other thing that she had to be prideful of was this as her legs crossed. Tongue touching the top of her mouth.

Fingers lightly touching together and the sigil on her chest glowing white in the force and the lightside. Her staves were on her belt and light armored clothing obscuring much but her senses flowed outwards. Finding the minds of the students around her as she cast aside thoughts of annoyance and what made her upset. She was the closest thing left possibly to a battlemaster, the closest thing they might have in the order to someone who couldd counter that Sith King Arcis and his battle meditation. It is what brought her senses around to dift through and enter, to find the crew and push.

She pushed her energy and focus, sharpening their's until they didn't have the thought of hesitation, their movements percise in controlling the ship. Their courage of being in the unknown regions and the dark strengthened as she pulled at their fear to replace it. Their minds and emotions hers to strengthen as resolve flooded through the people. She still found time to speak though and gave a nod to her own enjoyment. "It is as few think, this ship is wonderful despite how it came about. I question many things and it is always a good thing, I expect your focus to be razor sharp in all this. We still be working on such things."
 
Coming to herself as she started to put down the date she had seek out in the library on what calling her today to became one of the students choose for this task. How could she be one of them she wasn't even good with weapons after all she was good at was some tricks with the force. Then there was her love of books. How she love to spend hours in the library was it something else that drove her to the place. It had already been in herself to gain knowledge the keeper of her sister but also the drive to be full of wisdom.

Walking into the room as she was to report to, her own dress of the silver outfit. AS she let herself walk with out much sound. [member="Sarianna Misarr"] "Maser Misarr," as she let herself wonder around the room with her dark pool eyes.
 
"Curiosity is the quality that constantly feeds. Nuture that quality, Knight Misarr -- and feast on the knowledge at your feet." Asmundr spoke, staring ahead rather blankly. Or, one would suppose he was looking ahead blankly. That was until he turned rather abruptly to look toward the two women on his bridge. His golden eyes were busy and swirling. "After all, a Jedi's training in The Force never ends."

There was one who's records he knew of, the other, no. All external Jedi needed permission from The Council or Grandmaster to board the ship, as jeopardizing the students was the last thing anybody wanted. Unfortunately, defection caused caution.

The warden spoke to [member="Shalla Horizonis"] directly, although it didn't look as if he were looking at her. "Who are you."
 
[member="Asmundr Varobalder"] [member="Shalla Horizonis"]

"I imagine she is here for the same reason any one who wants to interact and train with ship is." Sarianna took a moment to draw it out. "Because the Grandmaster allowed the jedi's ships to be decommissioned and sent to the scrap yards." Her form remained there while she thought about what the guardian said and her gaze shifted to meet Shalla's. "Welcome Silver jedi, I know it isn't normal but please focus, your master is an interesting one." She continued to speak and turned back towards Asmundr. "A jedi's never stops learning but a man, a woman, a child these can. They are flesh and blood creatures who can only take in so much." Her face was blank and she was less amused but knew how to make things work. "Worry not Silver jedi, there are many things you can learn. Not everyone treats those who are jedi of a different coat with suspicion. Some of us actually appreciate having more jedi around compared to just another sith sect."
 

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