chords of dissonance

[Aria Agreste]

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Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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The hallowed halls of the Jedi Enclave was familiar, filling her with a faint sense of wonderment and nostalgia as her heels clicked faintly against polished stone. It was like how one may forget the verse to a cradlesong, but one would never forget its melody. Dressed in an unassuming black skirt and a verdant blouse, the heiress to House Agreste of Agrilat allowed the padawan to escort her as they made their way towards the inner sanctum. While she rarely made the trip due to its distance, Aria was familiar enough a guest that the Jedi and their padawan learners were comfortable with granting her access to their archives and libraries whenever she made a request.

Though the brunette was never one to look back on the path she had taken, nor was she one to allow what ifs to cloud her mind, her fleeting visits always left her musing how would her life be if she had been allowed to be part of the Corellian Jedi. The only reason Aria possessed the faintest of ties was because it became a necessity for the noble scion to learn how to harness the Force that laid latent within, so that she did not lose control of it in times of emotional distress and potentially harm others. She would probably be a Knight by now, she thought to herself as she inclined her head in quiet greeting to a young male that they passed, her eyes flickering over robes of deep green and the lightsaber he wore.

Due to… circumstances, her future had been determined and her path charted long before Aria even took her first breath of air. And the lessons of responsibility and duty to her family, Agrilat, and Corellia was something that instilled within her since she was a mere youngling. Perhaps the brunette may find herself curious as to how a version of Aria who became a Jedi Knight would turn out to be, but she was content with the path that fate has chosen for her. Life was too mercurial and nebulous for her to harbour regrets anyway. Her own steps quickened as the padawan rushed ahead to meet an older woman.

Thanking the youngling for his aid before the other left them, Aria stepped forward to exchange her own greetings with the Head Archivist and Librarian. After a polite reminder to treat the antique and delicate books with utmost care and that the doors will be locked behind her after she entered, the Jedi Master allowed her access to the hall.

Even as the doors closed behind her, Aria stood there for a moment, feeling a deep sense of reverence welling up within her. Unlike the rest of the austere interior that permeated the Enclave, the vast library held an air of stately elegance to it. Above her, a skeleton of an aquatic creature of some sort suspended from the high ceiling. Its walls were filled with shelves made of wood and filled with volumes upon volumes of rare and ancient tomes. And far away from the doors and at the other end of the grand room, was a collection of curios and trinkets. Her thoughts of reading and studying the text forgotten for the moment, the young woman made her way towards across the hall, her eyes gleaming with silent curiousity as she peered down at the ancient globe.

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

The air around him held no dust, the age of the books and other ancient artifacts betrayed the scent that Seto sniffed and breathed. The young Du Couteau heir simply never understood the need for such archaic method of information gathering and storage, while data-slates and computers held certain risks, well Seto figured that they were greatly outweighed by the weakness of these books.

His finger gently ran down a spine of a particular book. The title held no meaning to him, but the design and evident age of it provided Seto with a certain sense of anxiety. Anyone with malice for information could easily tear apart these decrepit book, the spine of the book looked no stronger than a sand castle. The papers themselves far to easily torn even by accident.

Uncouth for a guest such as Seto Du Couteau, even if he held certain reservations of the Green Jedi and the Order here on Corellia, to even dare such thoughts of vandalism. Even if Seto greatly disagreed with the method of information storage, and no doubt he would make his complaints heard eventually, Seto needed to create a sense of good trust and will between themselves and the Core Imperial Confederation. As he lacked the title of ambassador, Seto though still represented the Imperial Confederation.

And I'm here for them, not for me. Seto focused away from his more distracting thoughts of unnecessary paper documents and heavy set books. His students were well worth the paper cuts and dust filled coughs. Thankfully no dust. ​The cleanliness of the place must be admired and respected, Seto approved greatly of the Jedi's cleaning staff.

New pair of steps echoed through the hall, rather particular set of feet, Seto had dove deep within the many rows of books but had not heard much in a way of other Jedi exploring the library. In fact, it has been a while since I last heard anyone. His mind quietly debating whether to bring along a book with him or not. His hands placed the book back to where he figured was almost the correct place and moved to see the owner of those foot steps.

Careful steps he found a young woman walking closer to the artifacts and statues that littered the room, perhaps if it was not for the skeleton of some creature that hanged above them both it would have seen quite serene to enjoy a lunch. She was rather shorter than Seto, though perhaps this was simply another Jedi exploring their library. Though I thought those green robes were mandatory to wear.

Seto himself was allowed because of his connections to his government, and as well as his promise to give all information from his research back to the Green Jedi Order. Seto approached the young woman, her choice of clothing elegant and simple, the Noble inside of Seto added a few points towards her favor. "Do you work here in this library?" Seto asked.

His eyes starred deeply, his questioning gaze surrounded around the color of her irises, blue as deep of Seto's own but also a wonderful green that no doubt would bring envy to even the Green Jedi. Seto had to admit it was uncommon for natural white hair for any human, even among his family Seto was seen as an oddity due to his hair. But this woman's two different colored eyes were more than just uncommon or simply an oddity but beautiful to be lost within.

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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Pianissimo staccato.

The measured footfalls that resounded through the expanse were soft, but in a hall so silent that Aria could hear the exhale and inhale of her own breaths, it was enough to draw her out of her reverie. Curiousity roused, her gaze followed the sound to its origin even as she gracefully turned to regard the other being that shared the library with her. A young man that looked closed to her age stepped out from between shelves of redwood.

Quietly, with keen and discerning eyes, Aria studied the figure that was making his way towards her. Her gaze lingered for a fleeting moment on hair that looked to be spun out of starlight and eyes that reminded her of the ocean on a day with clear skies. His poise and attire spoke much to the scion of House Agreste of his standing, and while she could not place a name his face, it was clear that he was someone of note.

As he paused several steps before her, the young woman found herself needing to tilt her head upwards to meet his gaze. “No, I am merely a guest that has been allowed access due to my past connections,” she replied with a shade of amusement to her words. “I could not help but to notice that you are a guest as well,” she continued, inclining her head to allude to the attire that adorned his form. The style of cut of his ensemble were not familiar to her, but she also knew that she should not presume overly much.

“I am Aria ayr Agreste. Are you from a nearby world, or from a neighbouring system?”

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

His eyes widen at the realization she was not apart of staff, not of how she presented herself but because Seto noticed a rather pristine air about her, even through her charmed voice he noted a certain confidence. And most Jedi do not carry themselves in such a way. If the fact that she wore no robes was evidence enough, her own declaration sealed away doubts.

But felt a soft harmony play from within her, a sort of instrument Seto would describe as the second or third strings of an orchestra. Untrained or simply well made disguise? The young Du Couteau heir merely placed it as a low concern for the moment. He instead bowed his head and flared his right arm outwards with his short cape.

“Seto Du Couteau, I am of Abrion Major originally, but my current residency is of Coruscant.” Seto introduced himself, his voice matching the regal tone hammered into him since he was but a child. “-I am here for research in a way but an exploration in others.” Seto wasn’t exactly sure for himself of his own presence being here on Corellia.

Truthfully, while he minded little to the restrictions that whatever he uncovered must be first brought to the Green Jedi before being taken off world, the real concern was how scarce the resources were to assist with the search. Seto eyed the the globe that stood near Aria’s hand, a rather archaic fashion of displaying a planet’s geography, but often Seto had art littered all across his own home for less reason than for simple appearances.

“And yourself Aria ayr Agreste? These old records hold much value to you?” Seto asked, his hand reached out for the globe proper and gently rested his fingers over the lumps and markings of mountains and waves of painted oceans.

His finger continued to trace across forest pattern before gently stopped by a constructed building of sorts. Seto’s eyes briefly looked at his finger, caught against something on the globe but the old paint had faded and his glance offered nothing in a way of an actual description.

Seto maintained a cool focus on Aria, but even as he attempted to stare into both her eyes, the different irises made it difficult to do so for the young Heir of Du Couteau. As if attempting to stare into two different faces, a rather strange notion that the half the face appeared different than the other, even if it was a simple of a changed of eye color. But Seto felt himself further fascinated, the emerald and sapphire shone beautifully within this library.

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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Her eyes widened faintly, even as a trace of pleasure and surprise resonated across her aura when the stranger bowed his head. Despite the blood coursing through her veins, the scion of House Agreste has come to expect the brisk manners and expediency favoured by most of magnates. And if that was not enough of a hint as to his standing, the nobiliary particle made it exceedingly clear to the young woman.

“Please forgive my lapse,” she interposed, her words smooth even as she inclined her head in a more formal greeting, the ends of her hair whispering across the silk of her blouse. “I have mostly become accustomed to conversing with my fellow corporate brethren, and I fear that my speech and conduct has come to match theirs,” she continued to explain, her gaze following the movement of his hand as it touched the ancient globe. At her side, a finger twitched faintly as she suppressed her desire to pull his hand away from the antique before he could damage it by accident.

“I am glad you decided to make use of the resources available here then. The enclave of Corellia has one of the most extensive collection of ancient books and manuscripts,” she said with a hint of pride in her voice, raising her eyes to meet his own gaze once more. It was the reason she came all the way to Coronet City from Agrilat, after all. “They do. There are much written in some of these antiques that cannot be found in datacrons.” Unbidden, a small smile curved her lips.

“–Especially when in reference to the local flora and fauna, alongside the usage of the Force when it comes to aiding in the healing of certain diseases and afflictions. I work with a pharmaceutical company, so any and all the potential information that I may unearth here may aid me in discovering a new perspective to work with.” Perhaps Aria was being more verbal than she usually would be, especially when it came to a near stranger, but when she started to speak about her passions, she had the tendency to get a little carried away.

“And if you do not mind my prying, what sort of research are you doing? I would think Coruscant would have plenty of impressive archives and libraries of its own.”

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

Seto was slightly taken aback, his notion of Jedi and Nobles were rather, well, non-existent but he assumed the combination of both wealth and abilities of the Force would make one more philosophical with their lives, much more philosophical. Being apart of the scientific and business worlds weren’t something I expected all the same. Seto impressed with her field of choice, as medicine was more of an enigma and the pharmaceutical executives he had meant before at parties were cut from a different cloth than most other industry leaders. “-If we are to apologize for every misspoken or poorly delivered word, we shall be only apologizing unto the end of time.” Seto flashed a grin towards Aria.

Slowly his finger raised from the globe proper and Seto recalled his hand back to his person as he further addressed his new acquaintance. Care he traced the more the regal tone of her confidence and assurance of both Corellia’s own decedent history and her own tutelage that allowed her to garner growing knowledge.

“I recall my earlier tutors expressing their disdain for my lack of knowledge of archaic writing instruments, fair to say I’ve certainly not expecting their disdain to disappear anytime soon.” Seto admitted, drawing out the characters of words were simple enough on data-slates and other computer screens, but the paper material used solely to record information was not something the Du Couteau heir ever practiced.

Fauna and flora of the galaxy were numerous, so much so that Seto was confident there wasn’t a day that passed some new species wasn’t discovered. For which though, Seto wondered just how many were discovered, just how many returned to obscurity? Perhaps there is a reason for such library as these, or rather just another reason why everything should be kept within data-chips.

“Coruscant has certainly been granted the luxury of being the epicenter for most trade of both knowledge and expertise, but so does it experience to be the most sought out planet to be graced with war.” Seto sighed at the memory of all the times the planet had been attacked and sacked. “-And pry away Lady Aria. . .” Seto encouraged, his hands flared outwards as his cape strangely flared without assistance of any wind, rather demonstrating how inviting he was for any questions, “-I’ve been searching for records of Force Mends, specifically on poorly executed Mends and how others dealt with the aftermath.”

Errors and mistakes could be fixed, worked on and framed differently, and Seto was a master of obscuring worse facts to appear as less than appealing from the optimal path of truth. Unfortunately such trait was not simply exclusive to Seto, his research of the ruined Jedi Temple on Coruscant had revealed some highly edited data-chips on the subject of Force Mends, and the curious lack of failed attempts recorded.

“I am curious Lady Aria, if you're just a guest of the Green Jedi here, who or what Order trained you in the ways of the Force?” Seto asked, his eyes curious of the softly played sound of music he hears from the living Force around them, as if a musician gently strumming each string. “-I’ve been trained by several Orders, but the memory of my first instructor still stings.” His voice carried a jovial tone but there was a slight edge as if Seto himself worried his old teacher would wraith his way out of the nearby book-case.

Not the most unrealistic scenario as Seto remembered his old instructor’s fondness of the shadows.

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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The faint echo of her relief swirled through her aura when the male with the starlight hair removed his single finger from the antique globe. While he may be wearing gloves and while it may just be the merest of touch, the faded inks and peeling paints may not even be able to withstand such delicate handling.

At his declaration, the scion of House Agreste allowed a soft peal of laughter to escape her, a hand coming up to cover her mirth. “I have always been of the belief that we should seek to study and absorb as much knowledge as we can, though the choice of whether we decide to apply what we have learned– or not– is another matter altogether.” It was always better to gain even a sliver of understanding than to remain ignorant. “So much knowledge has been lost during the centuries of darkness… and while we come a long way since, who knows what we are still missing?” Some were found in datacrons, but much of the ancient knowledge were found in flimsier and much more impermanent materials.

Once again, Aria found herself wandering away from the path. With a faint blush, she listened carefully to what the other had to say… though she had to wonder if what caused the cloak to sweep out was something that was customary. Perhaps it is the constituent of the fabric? There were stranger things out there, after all.

“You have raised an invaluable point. Most of the materials are probably restricted or jealously guarded by the imperium and collectors,” she agreed, nodding along in quiet empathy. Though her new acquaintance was being familiar with his usage of her given name, there were days when she grew tired of being addressed by her family name. “I only have rudimentary knowledge of the Force and its related abilities, though I came upon such a subject matter before in my research… but from what I remember, it has always been considered a highly regarded ability to learn?”

While she would have liked to continue to enquire further, Aria suspected she was intruding on a problem of a personal nature and did not want to offend. “There should be several books here going into detail about that particular skill and all that in encompasses, as the Jedi of Corellia has always placed emphasis on loyalty and working closely and in tandem with each other,” she stated with a hint of pride in her lilt. Though she may not be one of them, Aria was proud of her world and system all the same.

“There are also some flora found on Corellia that have been known to influence the mind and ease telepathic connections though it has not been studied extensively.” After all, the only demand for such drugs came from those who were looking to use it for recreational purposes and not because it would aid them.

However, before she could go in search of the books and manuscripts that would aid the other, he spoke up once more. Aria blinked, slightly taken aback by his query. No one had ever been this forward with her before when it came to her latent abilities… But then again, the heiress did not often encounter another sensitive outside of the Enclave and the small temple found in the Agrilat region. And Seto Du Couteau was most certainly a sensitive, perhaps even an adept, considering how he could sense the gentle ripples she cast on the vast stream that was the Force.

Her blue and green eyes became narrowed in wary contemplation as she looked upon Lord Du Couteau with renewed insight. “I find myself curious as to your interest in my circumstances, Lord Du Couteau. While I do not make it a practice to indulge a new acquaintance’s inquisitiveness, you were gracious enough to overlook my own prying a moment ago–” Despite her reservations, Aria was willing to allow the other to explain his reasoning. “–So tell me, why do you want to know?”

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

Seto paused his present thought for a brief moment, his focus now solely on how much history had been written on the materials present in this room. How long such practice had been common before the Advent of higher technology? Such important lessons that frequently at the edge of being completely erased from the Galaxy. Seto quietly turned his head to glance around the books and silently appreciated their resilience to survive.

The idea that words remain eternal for as long as people read sounded far more likely for the current state of technology, but back when such written words were placed within such easily destroyed pages of a book? A confidence I can only imagine extends to that of hubris.

The soft quick sound of laughter pulled Seto back to his present company with Lady Aria, her voice carried a soft melodic tone as she continued to explain the importance of these very books surrounding them. Seto momentarily thought back to a previous book he had found but only read what others had already spoken and told before in other datacrons.

Truthfully Seto had very little to actually go on with such inquiry but overall he was glad that the Jedi of Corellia were not as guarded as most followers of Force Religions that tend to encompass an impassable personality cultivated through their years within said Force Religion or Cult. Not that Seto ever faulted them, for the more obvious reasons. But that doesn’t mean I don’t find myself annoyed when told to bugger off.

Heir of house Du Couteau and of all his learnings of Nobility, he was as such versed well of all formal mannerisms and speech, but at present a realization occurred upon listening to Lady Aria’s omission and question.

Oh, was she attempting to hide her presence? Seto mused on the possibility that perhaps Aria had intended to keep herself invisible to the living Force and from prying eyes. Seto though was unsure how to proceed, the expectations of light conversations were certainly shot to ruin with the sudden defensive nature of Lady Aria. Why am I baffled so suddenly?

"Ah," Seto almost erred with his speech, "-Simply a rare occurrence to find someone as myself uncommitted to any Order or Religion but yet be trained." Seto spoke as delicate as he could, deep blue eyes carefully focused into the mismatched irises of the young woman in front of him. Her presence within the Force was a smooth legato that hummed to near perfection to the melody around them.

"Simply posing a question in hopes of developing some kindred spirits, wanderings paths we set for ourselves and not those set by the Living Force many claim to be in some sort of control, or through other higher entities unproven to care much for galactic affairs. . .both large and small.” Seto explained, his nihilism on full display but his smile hardly wavered. . . until he reached his last part of the “small galactic affairs”. No, nothing or no one watches or protects those small within our galaxy.

“Do pardon me, I promise I can be far more enjoyable company.” Seto winked as he added to his response in hopes to cover his slight slip when his thoughts wandered to his students and their plights.

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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Aria kept her silence, her eyes of verdant and azure set unwavering on the mien of Lord Du Couteau as he elucidated his stance in a vain attempt to discern if his words were true. Perhaps were it another, an ordinary person with an ordinary life, it would be easy for the heiress apparent to see through their intents. But when it came to beings who danced the same graceful waltz of honeyed praises and gilded words and hollow niceties as she did, it was often hard for her to determine truth from deception.

And this… Lord Du Couteau seemed polished at this particular dance, his brilliant blue eyes meeting her own gaze in an intrepid manner, as if to convey his sincerity and to seek her understanding. Even the pretty lines that spilled from between his lips were crafted to soothe and appease, though Aria was probably juts being exceedingly harsh on this handsome stranger and was overturning the stones of his words and looking deep into the waters of his intentions.

Much to her veiled consternation, the young woman found herself believing in his reasoning, despite the intrusive approach of his inquisition. Enthusiasm, and the wish to connect to another of a similar nature was not something that Aria would ever fault...

Well, to a certain extent, that is.

But when it came to the male before her, Aria decided to subside… although she felt his veneer of charm was a little… strong. “Very well, I will accept your reasoning,” she finally answered the other, giving him a gentle nod of her head and a faint tentative smile. “It is a bit of a sensitive matter for me… as I may have the ability to influence the Force flowing through my veins, but I… have only received enough guidance to ensure that I possess a measure of control over it.”

Let him interpret it how he will.

Aria allowed a fleeting moment of silence to fall between them before she continued on, ignoring the revelation she had just made. “To show that I do not hold your words against you, I will aid you in looking for materials pertaining to healing and Force Meld.” Averting her gaze from his own, the scion of House Agreste pivoted on her heels, gesturing towards the high shelves. “Is there anything else I should keep in mind? I have some knowledge of the current medical and pharmaceutical advancements and may be able to help recommend a new avenue for you to explore.”

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

Accept? Seto considered such a response and wondered truly how intuitive this Lady Aria ayr Agreste was truly and if Seto had been lax with his focus. The two starkly different colour of her eyes truly felt as perplexing as the woman herself was in front of Seto. He though showed no sign of unease, his smile the same as it ever was though for the split moment Seto wondered if he had appeared too skeptical or too intrusive with either his mannerisms or spoken words.

But to not appear rather uncertain with her words and phrasing them in such manner, Seto bowed gracefully in acceptance of his words. Much as a student pleased to know his answers were suffice for his test, and much ever the teacher Lady Aria spun on her heels to direct his attention to the library at large around them both.

The tassels of her hair gently swayed with the direction of her movement as Seto’s eyes followed her balletic and refined movement. A smidgen of ease rolled through his body, his eyes softened now no longer under direct threat of Lady Aria’s peculiar eyes of contrasting colours. With that slight relief, Seto felt himself allowed to think and focus on his particular of coming to this planet and library of information.

“Ah, the only other thing is that the afflicted here are several children that do not vary too far in age, some as young as nine while others as old as eleven.” Seto added, while he had intended on keeping the students a secret for as long as possible, it was folly to lie when discussing medical solutions.

Perhaps it was her rather diplomatic and very formulaic speech did Seto believe that this Lady Aria understood discretion, or perhaps something in the Force told him to trust her with more information of his mission. Regardless, Seto focused on his resolve to pay close attention to his new acquaintance. While he had offered trust in divulging information to her, this had by extended given responsibility back to Seto himself in assuring that he wasn’t mistaken in offering such trust to Lady Aria.

“-I welcome any recommendations, should you require more information, I can provide you with what I have available.” Seto added, he moved closer next to Lady Aria’s side and with his smile on full display. The corners of his lips tugged across his cheeks a tad too forcefully, as Seto here hoped he could become as diplomatic as possible with his own words. I can't appear to be distrustful when attempting to earn her trust. The contradictory nature of the thought nearly confounded the poor Du Couteau heir.

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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At the revelation, Aria paused in her steps even as she slanted her head to behold her companion’s form once more. The dark discordant notes of displeasure and revulsion sung across her aura at the thought that younglings were used for some sort of experimentation.

Children who could barely influence the energy inherent in them, and who were only supposed to be learning how to touch their core, being forced to attempt such an advanced technique… It was vile.

But knowing that the man trailing behind her was doing his best to aid them in their recovery was… heartwarming. Aria found herself softening towards him.

“I may not be as well-versed as you are when it comes to the ways of the Force… but I know the library well enough to help you start on your research,” she said in a thoughtful manner even as she continued to move amongst the shelves, leading the white haired lord towards the section that held the rare volumes of texts.

“Unfortunately, I think most of the books that pertains to Force Meld are… for adept Sensitives looking to add a new ability to their arsenal. But I hope they will at least provide you with a firm foundation all the same.” She allowed a small pause in between her words as she turned to look up at her companion. “While you browse through these text, I shall look for some information on plants and any other substances that may aid a Force Sensitive’s mind.”

Even then, the scion of Agreste had her doubts that this was an easy undertaking, and any results could be achieved in a mere day. “Perhaps we should exchange contacts before we depart… It is likely that I will have to do more research on my end as I have never really focused on Sensitives before today.”

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[Seto Du Couteau]

Seto Du Couteau
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Appearance
[member="Aria Agreste"]

With tepid steps, Seto followed Lady Aria as she lead him to a different and unexplored section of the library. The rows and columns seemed near countless, the sheer volume of written pages clearly proved his points of how many centuries of learned history must be contained within the walls of this building. Also how Data-Slates save so much space. Seto of course kept the thought to himself, the slight increase of annoyance had barely been detectable but the young Du Couteau heir wanted to remain somewhere near Lady Aria’s pleasant side.

Lady Aria’s following words reaffirmed the choice Seto had made for trusting another aspect of his cause and reason for being in this library. His eyes skated from one book spine to the next, his fingers danced across and gently felt the embossed words and etched letters that formed grooves across many of the books. The time and consideration that took to create such works would never be unappreciated but even so, Seto continued to wonder what else might have been lost if information had been kept in such vulnerable condition.

What had we lost so far in our history?

The thought barely spurred another as Lady Aria spoke and asked about exchanging contacts for ease of communication should she come across something useful for the children. Seto returned his attention back to her, and with his smile Seto nodded once and reached into his person and pulled forth a data-chip. The curve of his lips grew slightly as he handed the data-chip to Lady Aria, “My personal contact, so you need not wait long to hear my voice.” Seto explained before he patted down his vest once again, perhaps attempting to fight the invisible wrinkle that continued to evade him after all this time.

“This case is a new one to me as well, something I’m not sure had ever been dealt with, and thus far I’ve pulled many that detailed only the successes of a Meld and hardly any of the failures.” Seto commentated, but his voice sounded disappointed despite his cheerful demeanor.

Seto pressed his hand against a particular book that caught his attention at first, “-Perhaps we will need to write a few pages that can be stored here with the others of our experiences and successes too.” Seto added as an afterthought. He had felt a sense ease despite the lack of progress he had made with figuring out any details of his student’s affliction to the unstable Force Mend. Perhaps hope for the future. . . ?

 

[Aria Agreste]

Aria ayr Agreste
Location: Jedi Enclave, Coronet City, Corellia
Interacting with: [member="Seto Du Couteau"]

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Her cerulean and verdant gaze alighted on the hand that held out the datachip towards her for fleeting moment as she hesitated. While she was a scion of a noble House, Aria was averse to the ostentatious and embellished manner of prose that was favoured by her peers. And as such, Lord Du Couteau’s charming words only brought about a faint sense of dread and wariness blossoming within her.

All the same, the brunette plucked the card with a pleasant smile curving her lips. “Thank you, I will send you a message the soonest possible.”

Aria paused as the other noble continue to speak of his own troubles in finding relevant studies and information of the phenomenon. “Unfortunate as it may be, I am quite certain that many a Sensitive would abuse the knowledge or attempt to learn such an ability without any prior precaution nor preparations. The only trouble is that most beings would never write down their failures, unless they are academics and is recording it for future learning.”

She stared up at the shelves in a contemplative manner before she continued to speak. “Be it failure or success, our discovery should be included, if only so the future generation will be able to eliminate it as a lost cause, or find a way that our current advancement cannot achieve just yet…” It was definitely something she would like to ruminate on further, as she was always looking to towards the betterment of the future.

With several thoughts and idea flowing through her mind, Aria sketched a graceful curtsey towards her acquaintance. “I shall leave you to your research and start on my own, Lord Du Couteau. Have a good day and may your effort bear fruit.” Her final courtesies given heed to, the young lady gave the noble the peace and quiet needed for a long afternoon of reading and left for her own section.

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