WolfMortum
OOC Account
Providence,
Adrift in Space.

From the inside of the vast Praxeum adrift in space, you could almost forget that the ground you walked upon was manufactured steal surrounding by a vacuum of darkness. The holographic emitters were serving their people well to imitate an environment more akin to their comforts, Veiere Arenais for example, testing out the Yutan Program in which was simulating the look and feel of the Temple they had left behind, there within one of the many domed rooms that protruded from the hull of the great durasteel Goliath. Typically, what he would be seeing as he peered up at the roof that curved and covered the center he stood alone within, would show the great reaches of space blanketed with stars and the nearby worlds they might be passing; unfortunately for the time the crew had informed him that they were undergoing a series of general maintenance checks and run-downs of the starship, thus were left to float adrift within an asteroid field so to not stick out like a sore thumb.For an Order of Jedi the size of theirs, to be living their lives aboard a Starship had been a decision that had come with some doubt, Veiere had to admit. Yutan didn't play into his hands as he had hoped, stone-walled by those within the Senate, specifically the government residing over the planet despite it's history within the Galactic Republic; "Providence" veiere had hoped would save them from needing to repeat the ordeal. Here aboard such a vessel they could go where they pleased and remain anonymous thanks to the Stygium cloaking field that had been created by those of Gyndine specifically for them, financially backed by the royal house of Commenor. He and his wife whom resided over the CSA.
With the hustle of the new movement of Jedi having come together, the excitement and momentum of their Order had slowed to a more relaxed state now that they were finally catered for and felt no longer the threat of knowing not where home was for them. In these times of quiet, Veiere's concentration had turned to the organization and structure of the Jedi where he hoped to get to know his peers a little more personally. The light of the force echoed through out the vessel, it was warming to the heart that the purpose they shared was one of mutual hope and peace for the galaxy in times of such conflict, yet in order to ensure they maintained this direction, Veiere wished not to head them alone. He was but one man, a Jedi yet no less flawed in his ways than any other could be from time to time, he needed he counsel of others and the goal ahead was that like in the times before, a new Jedi Council could be re-established.
[member="Kahne Porte"] was not a man of whome Veiere was familiar with, they had not met or worked together in any great stride and yet the rumors that you'd hear from students and the Knight body of the Order whispered kindly things, enough to remove Veiere from the stress of delegating between other matters and more inclined to take a walk and talk with someone of likely equal experience. A Jedi Master himself, the position was not given without great effort and dedication put ahead of ones own desires, it was a title that honored the Jedi as much as they had honored their path in the Force and the Jedi way of life. Having requested his time, Veiere stood with his arms behind his back looking up at the domed roof and watching the simulated skies of Yutan, dotted with clouds and the odd avian creature that flew on by. Quite the marvel, the technology that surrounded them, he only hoped all of his fellow Jedi were finding the Providence as comfortable.