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Private To Reintegrate Oneself


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"Hold up, brother."

A voice called out to Connel as he walked down the hall, as the Jedi who had gathered outside of the council chamber to support Cerys Dyn dispersed.

Rix jogged a few strides to catch up with the Shadow, then eased his pace back to a walk. "Knight Rix Braji," he introduced before offering his hand for a firm, friendly shake.

"Do you have some time to sate my curiosity?" he asked. "I'd like to know more about your take on redemption—what you've learned, what you've come to yourself."

Though Efret had spoken often during her visitations to him in prison about redemption, something he had slowly come to want desperately, he still found the concept amorphous, and thus understanding elusive. The one thing Rix knew for certain was that redemption was a process rather than a single accomplishment to be completed. He might be committed to the idea now, and he was, but the first challenge would be to sustain that interest.

The only way to do that was making one decision aligned with the man he wanted to be followed by another, on and on for as long as it took to cement real spiritual change.

One of those first choices would be interviewing his fellow Jedi about anything and everything, not just redemption. That might help him directly to blaze his path, of course, but it would also benefit him generally. Once he started working with Master Farr years ago, her unique level of tolerance, even for a Jedi Master, quickly began to rub off on a younger Rix. But then the Lightsworn's teachings turned him against it and against her.

He wanted to get back to baseline now that he was deprogrammed. Asking questions and really listening to their answers was the best way to accomplish that.

Perhaps the only one.

 
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The Prodigal Padawan had just been collected by the Jedi Council, so the gathering seemed to disperse. Connel had somewhere important to be, so, he turned on a heel and went to walk towards his next destination when he heard footsteps, rapid, running behind him. Turning, it was one of the others who was talking to the Togruta girl. The one trying to talk her up. A Knight “Braji”.


Vanagor. He left the “Knight” part out. He would until he was worthy of the title. Yes, he was a Jedi Knight, to anyone else, but to him, no, it meant more to him than anyone could possibly fathom, not out of lack of intelligence, just out of his upbringing and training. That was, however, a conversation for another time.

This new Knight had been one he had never seen before, and curious about redemption. Did he know Connel’s story? Was that his “in” to interrogate him? Only one way to find out.

Would you mind if we walked and talked? There is somewhere I need to be… It was not a bad place, or of any utter importance, well it was to him, but in the grand scheme of things, who was he? Hopefully Connel’s tone expressed this.

If Braji was paying attention, he would notice that they were heading to the landing pads.

I’m not sure how I could help, but ask away. Yes, Braji did mention what he was curious about initially, but there had to be more to it. It was better to speak more on this away from walls that have ears.

 

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Rix nodded. "Of course not. Lead the way."

He fell into step alongside Connel, following the path he took. As soon as it became clear to him where they were headed, he quietly wondered what Connel might need to do in the hangers. Perhaps he was getting ready for an excursion.

"You mentioned that your master learned from the Grandmaster that redemption is never out of reach," he recalled. "I'll admit that I'm in...the process myself." While he would share his past if asked to, he was hesitant to lead with the details of his wrongdoing. "I'm interested in gathering insight to guide me down this path. Anything you'd like to share would be very helpful.

"I've heard a lot about redemption from a master who I worked closely with for a time, but am learning now how wide the gap between theoretics and practice."

 
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Walking along down the corridor, he listened to what Braji was asking about. Sounded like the man was researching something for history’s sake. Well, in truth, my Master coined the phrase… but it was Master Quin who inspired it. It was not his place to tell the whole story about how Caltin and Ala were not “blood” but were “adoptive” brother and sister. She was “Aunt Ala” to him, but he would never call her that publicly, or even truly privately. He respected their bond deeply but knew it was a private matter. Instead, he focused on the present, offering what insights he could about the past while keeping the true nature of their relationship discreet, as it was not his story to share openly.

When they reached the landing pad, very highly modified, sleek YT-1300 “The Null Vector”, the ramp lowered. Come on in. The inside of the ship was “state of the art” to say the least. Much of the original layout remained, everything was clean and sleek. Connel took his mask off and stepped to the back for a moment.

A BB astromech droid rolled by and stopped Bweeep-Booo: [Translation: Hi, I’m BB-480. You can call me “BRAD”].

After another moment, a Gallinorese Mountain Aak Dog (\"Buster\") came running around happily. He looked like he had just woken up. He then suddenly stopped, smiling still as wide as a sector and tail wagging a sector a parsec he sat and fidgeted before Connel walked over and knelt beside him. Sorry, I had to check in on him, and feed him. He won’t bother you unless you give him permission to walk up and say “hi.” As Buster heard those words, he clearly recognized them and happily whined with a little fidget. Connel mimicked a wiggle of the hands as if to wave the pup to him. Connel's demeanor was definitely changed, easier, softer, much less rigid.

After a couple of moments, Connel got up and walked over to the Galley” where he started fixing some food for the pup. Getting back to what you were asking. I think that the first thing is to give yourself some grace. Accept whatever you need redemption for, outright own it and move forward. After that, it takes however long it takes…

 

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