As Jonyna sheathed her weapon, Vulpesen found himself relaxing, though he kept his blade ignited as hers was.
"Perhaps that's a mistake on my part," he admitted as she refused his given title.
"I come from an age where jedi were soldiers. We fought the sith on battlefields. I can't recall reporting to generals because I was the general. Jedi, historically, have served as commanders on the field. I don't call you a soldier because I expect you to take orders. I call you a soldier because like me in my youth, and even now, you have a desire to quite literally beat away the darkness encroaching on the galaxy."
Her second point, regarding what he was, caused the Valde to heave a small sigh, a hand moving to briefly pinch the bridge of his nose.
"You mistake me Jonyna. My criticisms for you are not a criticism for your order. I am well aware that the New Jedi Order, and the Republic jedi are far different. In your order, I see a hope. I see people to carry the torch while my own order was left pissing in the ashes. I see a day coming where Wilders and Jedi can coexist. Where a Wilder can also be a jedi. But that won't start with me," he said, demonstrating his words as he lifted his hand to display a crackle of crimson lightning. He had alluded to the ability earlier, but now, he showed Jonyna that he was serious when he said he knew all three forms of lightning, and with it, an understanding of the dark side beyond what any proper jedi should allow in themselves.
"At best, I'd likely be seen as too radical and expelled from your order. At worst, I'd probably spread the very seeds of corruption that collapsed my own, even if on accident. The jedi path is a noble one. But its not mine, anymore. Sometimes I mourn what I could have been. But usually, I find the force has been kind to me. I believe I've gained far more than I lost. A family, a home, and a code that I will live to preserve, and someday die to defend."
His tail swished as he started to refocus on healing his arm, the obvious lull in their fight allowing him a chance to tend to his frost bitten injuries.
"I'm happy to say your masters learned from the mistakes of my generation. But that doesn't mean that they or you will reach perfection. I don't even think that's possible, but you should always be trying to learn more, Jonyna. Always be trying to improve, not only in your combat prowess, but in your wisdom. I can teach you to throw lightning and destroy entire buildings in the blink of an eye, but that will be meaningless if you don't learn the judgement of when and where to use it. I offer this advice not as an older soldier, not as a master of the force, but as a someone who's walked this path, learned theses lessons, and wishes them to be passed down in hopefully, a far less painful way than they were taught to me."
Jonyna Si
Vulpesen
's leg, using her tail's length and strength to try and trip the Master. "You're the one who told me you never wanted to be one of us!"
