His brows furrowed, his forehead creasing as he not only felt but saw every image of thought that [member="Lady Kay"] had unintentionally shared with him; the day of the murder of her husband. Out of pure instinct, a mental wall had been built around himself that would keep Kay from reading anything of his past. He had hoped that there would be some time before something alike this happened yet he remained patient and watched regardless as the Sith-Lord thrust his lightsaber into the chest of the man that she had loved, her emotions flowing through him as if it were he on the other side, the connection they'd built through their meditation strong enough for Veiere to feel all that she did.
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If you are able to overcome your emotions, you will learn to become a better leader for the people..." He spoke gently, approaching the situation from a direction he felt she might relate to; "
The actions of most people are inadvertently guided by their strongest emotions, if you can distance yourself however and learn to think first with your mind rather than allow your heart to always lead you, not only will it help with your mental defense, but also through your political works...". He did not mention her husband nor what he'd seen though she might have the inclination that he had witnessed something that she'd kept well buried up until this point. Instead, feeling that it would serve her best to convey just how deep these telepathic links could dig, he decided to open himself up, thinking long back before his exile on Alzoc Three, before meeting [member="Théodred Heavenshield"], right back to his life on Svivren.
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Twelve Years Back.
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The first scene - Complacency.
Veiere Arenais stood within the inner sanctum of the Svivren Enclave, before him sat the four Jedi Council members, the High Councilor in the center who worked alongside the few other High Councilors around the Galaxy to better aid the Republic. The group of them appeared to be passively discussing the approaching threat of the Sith Empire and Veiere, Lady Kay would feel was growing ever so impatient as the Councilors all expressed their doubts that the Jedi Order could allow such a people to rise to so much power that Svivren might ever be threatened.
At his side, stood a younger male, a teenager dressed in the Jedi attire, brown robes with a tan Jedi tunic beneath and brown leather boots matching the look of his Master, Veiere Arenais. It was his apprentice, Brennan Cabrol, human also though who seemed to be nervous standing before the older men and the one female councilor who watching him in silent observation.
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Sitting here while the Sith Empire grows in strength and continues to swallow worlds, is the biggest mistake this branch has made. I realize the need of our sector but the people of the galaxy are suffering and while you'd rather leave this to the other temples, you should be offering them your support, not warming your cushions while the Order struggles to meet it's mandate!", Brennan Cabrol flinched visibly as the younger than present, Veiere spoke back to the Council defiantly, the argument sound in knowing of the current state of the Galaxy yet back then, the time of relative peace was still non-negotiable.
He and his Padawan were swiftly dismissed then afterwards.
The Second Scene - Defiance.
Within the Jedi Hangar, Veiere could be seen talking to his Apprentice, [member="Brennan Cabrol"], who was pleading with him and the group of Jedi Knights around him not to leave. Here there was a clear feeling of tension and that the Jedi around him wore there armaments ready for conflict, it was obvious that he was leading the others to combat the rising threat against the wishes of the Jedi Council. While the others began to board the Jedi Transport, Veiere placed his hand upon his Padawans shoulder and gripped him firmly, "
Where we go, I cannot have you follow. We will face consequences when we return, if we are to return and I will not damn you before the Jedi Order, your path in the Force must be your own doing. Always remember to act with the integrity that has been taught to us as Jedi, question the motives of your peers and most importantly your own so that you never fall into complacency; strive to live for the betterment of others and remain faithful to the will of the Force that it will see you through...-Farewell, Brennan".
As the transport departed and left with the young Apprentice standing their watching them leave for war, Veiere's emotions that would be taken up in the battles to come, leaked through into the scene. Voices of shouting, screams of pain and the sounds of war as the Jedi Order clashed against the armies of the Sith. It was not seen through the connection that they shared yet Kay would certainly know all that Veiere suffered that day; and would soon see his inevitable collapse.
The Final Scene - Vengeance.
Even from Orbit, they could see their home-world burning. Those few who had survived the outbound mission to meet the demands of the war against the Sith Empire, stood within the Jedi Transport, Veiere among them, all gazing out the viewing platform in shock and disbelief as Svivren lay besieged, only few remaining of the Inquisitors of the Sith Empire.
Adrenaline coursed throughout his body as the transport descended swiftly towards the Jedi Enclave, their home. His muscles still ached from the previous battles yet his mind had awoken and found an unknown strength in his anger and the need to search for survivors. The Jedi home left a ruin, younglings and Jedi Knights alike, the Council members left dead at the steps leading into the Enclave as a sign for all others that might tread upon the forsaken grounds. He lost all patience, all discipline in the next moments, and he wasn't alone; around him the other Knights of the Republic stood awaiting the Transports landing ramp to fall. When it did, they were met with the remaining Sith almost immediately.
It unveiled like a scene you'd see in a medieval holo-flick, those fictional videos about armies meeting in combat with blunt swords and weapons made of iron. These were the blades made of plasma and energies most vibrant. Veiere was the first to leave the transport, sprinting ahead alongside his peers and slamming straight into the Sith who were storming the survivors. It would be difficult to recognize the Jedi as he was in this fight, by aura alone, much darker, much more hostile and taking no quarter, his attacks were to kill and maim, not to disarm and immobilize.
The Scene paced ahead, an hour later where he and three others stood atop the field littered with the dead. The battle had ended and the Sith that had remained, had been defeated but so too had their home and everyone in it. He had sought any sign of his apprentice, failed to find him and mourned for him, Brennan Cabrol who Veiere expected to be among the burned, ravaged and unrecognizable; it was a bitter warmth to believe that he had given himself to save the children yet all that was good in the world of Svivren seemed to have darkened and faded into black; it left only Veiere in his loss, shame and deep sadness.
"What will you do...", One of the Knights, a Togruta that he knew well, asked him. Veiere turning to look to his friend, Katra Oschano guiltily. It was a good question, one that he didn't rightly know how to answer. "
There is nothing left for us here...-And I..." His words caught in his throat, his gaze staring back to the fallen, his eyes welling yet he did his utmost to bite back the torrent of emotion that threatened to come; "
...-I'm no longer fit to serve. This attack...-The Sith, they've gained a victory here...-One I fear that I will not overcome and recover from...".
"To Exile, then?" the Togruta asked before the vision faded and everything went black.
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Present day.
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Veiere's eyes opened, his mind tearing away from the link they'd established together, his trance breaking and he needing to take a moment to calm his mind, to collectively understand and get passed the intensity of the memories he had offered Lady Kay. He had underestimated just how strong they would be, with the mental connection that they'd had. "
Such things...-Can be seen by anyone...-If you are not careful and able to protect yourself mentally, from the intrusion of their mind. Every telepathic connection creates an opening on both ends and either side can come or go if there are no barriers in place...-What you saw...-Was my life before my Exile on Alzoc Three, where you met me twelve years after".
