Private Scars of Maldra IV [Balun Dashiell]

[Her]

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"Once a Republic installation from a bygone era, the Nest was abandoned by its original inhabitants during the war against the One Sith..."
-- Excerpts describing " The Nest " .

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Tag: Balun Dashiell

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' Scars of Maldra 4 '
A tale which began in Shiraya's Sanctuary

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Her's cell was found somewhere in the sanctuary she would eventually come to learn. She just couldn't be sure where it was yet. In the two weeks that she had initially waited for the Jedi Council to meet with them (where the nearby dormitory's played a home-away-from-home before the arrest and subsequent incarceration) scans conducted discreetly by the Ufo hadn't exposed the cell block that Ala Quin had locked Her away in until the Jedi Grandmaster could figure out what to do with the alleged Sith Lord. Not that knowing where the cell was located in Shiraya's Sanctuary would help Her in their current predicament.

She wasn't going anywhere soon.

Not unless what Her said to Ala came to pass.

"Understand this as well: there will be a day when you are standing where you are now. On this day I will walk out of this sanctuary free and you will be opening the door for me."

It was approximately 50 x 50 in square feet. The cell itself was modest at best and certainly hadn't been built for comfort although Her quietly admitted that it was far better than the ones built and owned by the Imperials. No Tunqstoid steel used here, thankfully. Nevertheless it contained a small cot that was attached to the wall via durasteel-grade bolts which served as a makeshift seat, bed or table if it took Her by it's fancy. Nearby a small slit in the upper left corner of the cell served as a grate (for air circulation) and a window simultaneously that was, unfortunately for them, too high for Her to climb up and peek up through the tiny crevice to see what was going on on the other side. However, sometimes in the day (particularly in the morning time at dusk), rays of sunlight cascaded down and into the room which was a common reminder that freedom was just on the other side.

Elusive.

Currently out-of-reach.

For now.

Today it would also serve as venue for a reunion between two opposing sides of a war which came to an end on the killing fields of Maldra IV.

"Balun Dashiell... I would like you to bring him here. It is about a rebellion that happened in the Tingel Arm."

"Your request will be part of my report. Balun will be alerted to his name being mentioned. If he chooses to speak with you, that will be his choice. But I will be following up every conversation you have with him... and we will speak again soon."

It was just as it had been when Her met with Balun's Jedi Master after Ala had first walked into the cell to confront the alleged Sith Lord that she had captured. Her was sat in the centre of the cell in a perfect meditative pose. The only difference between then and now was that Her was expecting Balun today. Therefore their crimson eyes were fixated through the bar grills and on the other side as she waited for the Jedi Knight to enter and to talk about some old scars.

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[Balun Dashiell]

SCARS OF MALDRA IV
LOCATION: Undisclosed.
WEARING: High Republic Jedi Robes
TAGS: Her

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To become involved with matters of the Jedi Council was not something that the young Jedi Knight, Balun Dashiell, had anticipated prior to the discussion held with his Mentor, Ala Quin . Hierarchy within the Order was important to Balun, not only because it gave it's personnel structure, but also because he trusted in those above him in rank to guide or direct him where it was required. He was not all knowing, all seeing, and all powerful. There were Jedi who were far greater than he, those who had ascended the ranks and roles within the Order earning their place through experience and feats of service and bravery.

He was but a youngling compared to the Jedi Council, and thus found it highly unusual that he was being allowed some small insight as to one of the concerns they had been minding lately; That being Her , someone apparently connected to his past before his initiation to Jedi of the Royal Naboo Republic, now the High Republic, who had made a surprising request to speak with Balun directly.

Having informed the Grandmaster of his intention to visit their detainee, Balun presented himself at the administrators desk and offered his identity, checking himself in officially before being encouraged to walk with one of the fellow Temple Guard, being led to the cell block. It was Balun's first time seeing the inside of any form of Jedi detention wing, specifically under the Order's jurisdiction and thankfully he didn't plan on spending any more time there than was necessary. Though the cells offered humane comforts, it wasn't particularly a pleasant environment to experience and one that was typically only for those who deserved such a fate by their ill-deeds.

Led to the front of the Detention Cell and then left to greet Her in the privacy of their own company, holo-cams excluded, Balun's brows furrowed somewhat as he stood on the other side of the grid, taking in the sight of the woman. "I'm told you wished to speak with me" He said, announcing his presence with the air of his voice; "Balun Dashiell, Jedi Knight" he added, confirming his name for the prisoner before falling silent in study. She had managed to call forth his curiosity, yet he was a Jedi now as opposed to back when he served the Tingle Arm Coalition as a member of their Aquilian Rangers, a time when he had adopted the moniker of a Rogue Jedi. A lifestyle he had left behind.

Former Mentor: Ala Quin
Jedi Apprentice: Cerys Dyn
Major Faction: The High Republic
Sub-Faction: Jhaessa Prime
Conglomerate: Dashiell Incorporated™
Subsidiary Company: Dashiell Retrofit™​

"Speech"
'Thought'​