Corvus Raaf
Adieu...
Corvus smiled thinly. “I’m not judging her or any Sith for that matter, I’m just doing what I swore to do. To serve the Republic on one hand and to honour life with the other. Anyone who opposes me in those aspects of my duty has to know I cannot pick and chose who to bring to justice.”
“She sure could do with some love. She doesn’t want to end up like me. 26 and I’ve never even kissed a boy. And I know you mean more love than just that kind of relationship but you get my point yes?”
“But maybe if I were no longer a Jedi, her desire to bring down the Order would in some way diminish. I still have my share of our inheritance you know. I planned to set up a charity, remember but the war got in the way. Anyway, I was thinking of buying a small farm on Tatooine, maybe take a Padawan that would otherwise be overlooked and teach them the basics.” She sighed again.
“Too many politics for an Order that’s supposed to be devoid of them. If things don’t go in a way that allows me to be honest with myself, I’ll leave. No fuss, no encouraging others to leave with me, just slip silently away.”
She returned her focus on her sister once more. “The Code? That version is in conflict with the aspect of attachments. How do you love someone, marry them but train yourself not to care if they died? If someone married me, I’d want them to care if I died, not move on after five minutes of grieving. The concept is simply odd to me.”
“And talking of relationships, are you and…Ice still an item?” She raised an eyebrow to emphasise her interest in the answer.
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“She sure could do with some love. She doesn’t want to end up like me. 26 and I’ve never even kissed a boy. And I know you mean more love than just that kind of relationship but you get my point yes?”
“But maybe if I were no longer a Jedi, her desire to bring down the Order would in some way diminish. I still have my share of our inheritance you know. I planned to set up a charity, remember but the war got in the way. Anyway, I was thinking of buying a small farm on Tatooine, maybe take a Padawan that would otherwise be overlooked and teach them the basics.” She sighed again.
“Too many politics for an Order that’s supposed to be devoid of them. If things don’t go in a way that allows me to be honest with myself, I’ll leave. No fuss, no encouraging others to leave with me, just slip silently away.”
She returned her focus on her sister once more. “The Code? That version is in conflict with the aspect of attachments. How do you love someone, marry them but train yourself not to care if they died? If someone married me, I’d want them to care if I died, not move on after five minutes of grieving. The concept is simply odd to me.”
“And talking of relationships, are you and…Ice still an item?” She raised an eyebrow to emphasise her interest in the answer.
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