Justice Shall Prevail [Open to SSC, PM if interested]

[Thurion Heavenshield]

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The Tower of the Assembly​

Voss​

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Stood in the centre of the large, circular room located at the top of the tower overlooking the ocean for as long as the eye could see, the Grandmaster let out a brief sigh before gesturing for the guards to deactivate the carbonite trapping the unlawful soul within it. As the carbonite began melting away around him, the one called [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] would fall to the floor and eventually realise he was in a room surrounded by people from the Silver Sanctum. Before him stood Thurion with an expression that told of the severity of the situation.

"Take your time, Padawan. You've been trapped in carbonite for quite some time," he said. "The effects will wear off shortly. You may find it hard to stand up in the meantime."

He then turned to those gathered as his voice filled the entirety of the room. "Let it be known that the trial of Undin Jaii Kryze has begun. We have gathered to determine a fitting sentence for the crimes committed by the individual in question." Thurion began pacing around the accused while recounting his crimes. "Kidnapping. Theft, and subsequent auctioning of stolen goods. Destruction of property." He looked down at Undin with disgust at what he was about to say next, only to compose himself immediately afterwards. "Selling a child into slavery."

Continuing his circling of the accused until he returned to stand before him, the Grandmaster clasped his hands together behind his back. "How do you plead to these charges, Padawan? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" His gaze was stern, and his expression set in stone.

[OOC: Open to SSC or anyone present at the time of the crime.]​

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

As Undin fell to the ground he heard the voice of what it seemed the Grandmaster of the Silver Sanctum. He knew he was in trouble this time. But he could defend himself with reasoning.
As the voice asked how he pledged himself , he tried to respond , "I .. I ..." , his line of speach was interrupted by the vomiting , that had been caused has a side effect of a drug he took before being frozen in carbonite.
He tried standing up , but his legs couldn't take the pressure yet and he fell again. He tried speaking again "I con.. I consider myself in..innocent".
The boy was shaking , both in fear and cold.
He had no idea what would happen , but the last thing he wanted now , was for his Master [member="Matsu Ike"] to see him in this condition.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Garza]

A Jedi selling someone into slavery after kidnapping them, Stealing from a Jedi just before selling it, then destroying stuff? Only if we were with the Mandalorians, then I could take my hammer and sock him in the chest. However here, they had a different means of punishment. Thinking back on this, My wife Maya had been on careful watch after she had returned from working with the Sith for a time. My son was also gone off and doing his job with the Mandalorians, and his company. However, if the interests went against the Silver Jedi, he wasn't seen. I was glad that the young man did so. He had his decisions. Hell, he could have fought me on the field of battle, but he clearly doesn't want to act against us. As for what would happen if he were to return? I had no clue. I just hope he wouldn't end up like this ladd here.

"Nuh'la."

Speaking under my breath as the young man claimed he was innocent. It was quite funny how this padawan carried himself. He was in denial of his actions. I wanted to yell at him, to run up there and throttle him while demanding he stand up for himself and take his crimes like a man. Instead, he cowered. I could feel the Dark side within him. It was like a festering wound. Tearing at the light side potential he had.

​"Ad'ika, I recommend you tell us the truth, and face your consequences like any honorable Jedi would. Otherwise, the punishment will be far worse than what it could be. Becoming a Dar'jetii, is not what we want of you."

I wanted to treat him like my own son. To pat him on the back and tell him what he was doing was wrong, and to give him a second chance, but his actions had gone too far. There has to be a punishment that he could go through, and still be considered a Jedi. Unlike the Republic, we didn't have to throw him out at the slightest sign of the Dark side. We had a few here who were on the neutral, or dark sided variety, but they could control their actions. This Ad'ika had to learn that messing around comes with consequences.

Much like touching a hot stove, you will get burned.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"], [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"],

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

A man said some strange words , that the boy had no idea what they meant. Undin had a justification for everything he had done , but he remembered when he was caged and that couldn't be worse than anything the Silver Jedi could do to him. He decided to declare himself as guilty and get the trial over , go home , or better go buy a new home and just forget all of this had happened. Still shaking , he contradicted his last statement "N..no..no I decla..re myself gu..guilt..y".
He thought that maybe the Jedi would have mercy with him , he was still a child.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Xander Carrick"]

 

[Thurion Heavenshield]

Allowing fellow Master [member="Xander Carrick"] have his say, Thurion meanwhile got down on one knee as the misguided lad claimed innocence, shortly followed by guilt. There was a look of puzzlement on his face, and his head tilted ever so slightly to the side. "How," he asked in the most confounded tone imaginable. "How can you committ such atrocities and live with yourself?" Every ounce of Thurion's nature wanted to wrap Undin up in a warm blanket and allow him to catch his breath, but this once he was forced to fight such urges.

He got a good look into the teenager's eyes, and through them into his soul. There was much darkness in him - far too much to consider him Jedi. If there was light in him, it was buried beneath a mountain of chaotic emotions and thoughts. He so desperately wanted to pity him, but he could not. "Tell us what happened, Undin. Tell us all of it, and tell us the truth. We'll know whether you're lying or not." Thurion stood up and took a few steps back, giving his beard a good scratch while awaiting an answer.

[member="Xander Carrick"] | [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"]​

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

Undin had stopped shaking by now , and the GrandMaster wanted him to tell the story from the beggining.
"Well , it all started when I met this boy named Ruby Senri , on Tatooine. He had a bounty on his head , and I thought I could claim the bounty , without hurting him. So I took him to the desert , where I disarmed him and froze him in carbonite. I then handed him over to a Hutt who had made such bounty. And I had thought that was over , but some days later , he came back for revenge , with a Shard. I tried defending myself and I ended up freezing him in carbonite again , this time taking the Shard's lightsaber. I eventually sold the boy in an auction. I , truly had no idea that would count as slavery. While I was fighting the Shard and the boy , I sent an ion charge towards the Shard's ship. Some days later , Miss Blonde , a crimelord , who had bought the boy , off the person who had won the auction , came and gave me a visit. And she ... she.. burned my house down.
Needing some money to buy a new house I sold the Shard's lightsaber and he put a bounty on me. I was betrayed and captured by a friend of mine Titan Kryze and taken here. That's the whole story.". The boy started crying , as he thought what would his Master think , if she had heard what he had done. He had been trought a lot lately , and his Master giving up on him was the last thing he needed.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Xander Carrick"]

 

[4ND-R0]

[member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

Richel waited in the wings of the courtroom. He had heard much about the little criminal after the massive efforts to have a bounty to be claimed on his head. The Privateer's actions were at least legal in the eyes of the government, only committing acts of piracy on hostile vessels that crossed over on the Sanctum's borders. He had the typical look of a pirate, however. Naval-like uniform. Eyepatch. Scar across his face. However, he appeared to be very cleaned up. He so very wanted to lay into the Dark Jedi boy. Captain Dontez himself was more of a Grey Jedi, and had a firm belief in justice, even leaning to very un-Jedi lack of compassion for a serial criminal like this, despite his age. Crocodile tears.

"I hope the little kark gets the book thrown at him." He said under his breath, "Maybe throw him on the most remote region of Tash-Taral without his lightsaber. See how well he deals with the worms."

He referred to the giant sandworms, a cousin species to those behemoths that call Blenjeel home. While he could be out on patrol in his frigate, he wanted to see how this trial played out. Plus, did not hurt to have an extra lightsaber in the room in case this Kryze boy decided to go nuts. That's not to say that he did not have faith in the guardsmen who stood positioned around the courtroom.

 

[Garza]

The boy changed his mind. Apparently my words made some sense to him. The Grandmaster allowed me to speak when I did. If he told me not to, I would have stayed silent, but he knew me. I wasn't one to hold my tongue. Even when my future wife was held by the Sith, I voiced it then. I was hasty in my actions. Now? I was different. I learned that I needed to be more conservative in my actions. Trust me, I was by only speaking out instead of slamming this kids head in, eye for an eye style.

Looking him over as the Grandmaster asked why, and wanted to know the whole story, I could clearly see the scruffy Jedi wanted to treat him like a child much like he would his own. And that's why he was good at his job. He was harsh and firm, yet kind and filled with heart. I tried to hide my smile with my hand covering my face as though I were thinking of the present, when I was really trying to hide the fact I could see this man pick up Undin and swaddle him like a child.

However, when the story of this child unfolded from his words, it was short and sweet. He wanted to cash in a bounty, the person who had been turned in came back with a Shard as aid. He stole the Shard's lightsaber much like a Jedi would take a Sith's weapon, then sold it to refund his house back that was destroyed. He was then captured by a friend, someone he trusted, and turned in.

Very interesting. All because of one small action. Looking at the Grandmaster, I went ahead and spoke first.

"Tell me, Out of all of this, what do you think you could have done to prevent any of this from happening? Or how could you have acted to aleviate the situation?"

[member="Undin Jaii Kryze"], [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

As the other Master spoke , he put in a good question. How have prevented all of this. He gave some thought to it before answering "I guess I could've given the boys to the autorities , but then , he would be incarcerated . Atleast , now he has a home and friends. And I ... and I'm a failure who thought he was a Jedi. I deserve what happened to me. And I deserve anything that happens to me.". Undin started crying , he couldn't take the emotions of sadness anymore. It just outbursted at once.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Richel Dontez"]

 

[Akhilleus]

Akhilleus stood off in the stands sitting a few rows behind his apprentice Richel.. Of course it was his apprentice, who could miss that eyepatch. He had simply come to this judging out of curiosity of how the Sanctum controlled their rampant members and how the young lad would be punished. If at all, even now the Hellyni looked down on the boy with disdain as he wanted to be a child now. No he hadn’t been a child when he had tried to attack his supposed friend and Empoyer. He hadn’t been a kid when he had threatened that same person’s life. He hadn’t even given up when offered the chance by Nikias. Wearing his full body beskar armor among the Sanctum he let the visor shield the look of disdain that was so evidently painted across his face. IF his mental barriers weren’t inpenatrable people would’ve sensed his dislike of where this was all going. They were being too easy on Undin. On Akhilleus’ world he would’ve been dumped on their moon and forced to survive with the real criminals. The scum that wouldn’t think twice about slitting his throat.

Rising from among the few gathered Akhilleus called upon the force and leapt from his force carried by his telekinetic energy. Not in flight but in a dignified glide down to the floor where the grandmaster and the boy stood. “Hmm, why didn’t you mention the threats you offered out on that day? How you denied my offer of turning yourself in, and then tried to escape? Not only that you attacked me. I know boys like you. You’ll simply come back for revenge, don’t deny it. I know the darkness inside you.” Akhilleus said to Undin before looking over to the Grandmaster offering a bow of his head and also to Master Xander Carrick.

Reaching up Akhilleus pulled on his helmet with a hiss and click it popped off the red and black waves of hair falling free also revealing the slightly effeminate face of Akhilleus. The brother of Nikias. “I am Akhilleus, brother of Nikias, I was there during the incident and had been called to be a sanctum representative and bring the boy to justice.”

[member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] [member="Richel Dontez"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

As [member="Akhilleus"] spoke , Undin recognized the voice , it was of one of the men that fought agaisnt him the day he was captured.
"Him sorry , but threats? Like how you teared down a wall , that could've hit me and killed me? Or how you said 'it may take you a few months to heal from what I'll do to you if you don't drop that saber'?". He remembered it all like it had just happened, because for Undin it had just happened a few minutes ago. Undin felt the vomit coming back again , this time it went into Akhilleus boots. He had deserved that , for interrupting the trial.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Richel Dontez"]

 

[Joza Perl]

Hood concealing the majority of her vibrant red hair, Joza watched as the GrandMaster of the Sanctum paced before the boy put on trial. He seemed terrified, like a fly caught in a spider’s web—that much she could feel. The natural empath in her sensed the wave of emotions that pulsed from the boy, still stumbling from the effects of being recently thawed and nauseous for some reason. Nerves, perhaps? A lopsided frown tugged at the corner of her lips.

They couldn’t allow time for the side-effects to wear off first?

Maybe it was part of the trial. Leave them confused and disoriented while being judged. As Thurion listed off the charges against the boy, Joza found that she was the one confused. Theft? Destruction of property? They were holding trial over run-of-the-mill juvenile delinquency? Maybe the crimes were more severe than that, but really, how much damage could a teenager like this do?

Selling a child into slavery.

Her heart skipped a beat and signs of surprise started to leak through her placid façade. But then it tightened, her gaze hardening and sweeping over the boy as so many in this room were already doing. He pleaded innocent. At Carrick’s words, he then pleaded guilty. He was weeping. Confused. Trapped. His explanation shifted the blame away from him and onto others. She nearly snorted when he thought that putting someone up for auction would not count as selling someone into slavery.

Perhaps he’d like to accompany her in scouting out slaver rings and really get a taste for what the practice was.

When Akhilleus offered his side of the story, Joza arched a brow at Undin’s defensive response.

“Undin Jaii Kryze,” She addressed him softly, in a voice so neutral that it almost seemed to hold a curious note. Almost. “You claim to be innocent, then you claim to be guilty. Do you truly have remorse for your actions, or are you simply trying to get out of this with the lightest sentence possible?” Joza had moved forward to stand beside the Hellyni man, though not too close seeing as how the boy was becoming ill. Similarly to Akhilleus, she offered a bow in deference to the GrandMaster and the more senior Master present.

[member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] [member="Akhilleus"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Richel Dontez"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

The husband of [member="Maya Carrick"] was an interesting orator to behold.

If nothing else, the Anzat was grateful for the experience to witness the Mandalorian Jedi for himself. But, and amaybe it was the Corellian in him, Sor-Jan had never liked or trusted Councils such as these. It seemed the rule by mob mentality, rather than the expression of individuality that marked the Corellian Jedi, along with no small spark of rebellion.

Dressed in formal robes, the small Anzat's frame was swallowed whole by the resplendent emerald colored robe that he wore over a tunic of earthen tones. He had stayed quiet, dispassionately observing the proceedings as they played out before him. Like [member="Joza Perl"] he silently questioned the wisdom of putting someone on trial when they clearly didn't have full use of their faculties as a result of carbonation sickness. Had it been left up to him, he'd have allowed the accused some hours to recover so to come prepared to aid in their own defense.

But it hadn't been left up to him.

The padawan was questioned, the testimony challenged by a witness, and the proceedings seemed to threaten to devolve into bickering. At that point, the small Jedi leaned forward and directed his attention over toward where [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] sat in judgment. "My Master, ought we not hear the facts in the case?"

Indeed. For all the discussion, there seemed little in the way of evidence offered forward so far. "I think we've established the profit motive at the heart of this matter," the small Jedi noted. That the padawan had been motivated in his actions by the acquisition of material wealth seemed a clear enough fact underscoring everything. However, and with a bit of wit, the young vampire did lightly poke at one of the charges levies. "And I sincerely hope we're not putting Jedi on trial for destruction of property or the populace of Ruusan may have claim against all of us."

Speaking for himself, Sor-Jan wasn't exactly subtle when it came to becoming involved in disputes. And, no matter the hostilities between the Jedi and the Sith, the fact remained that there had been property belonging to other people that had been either damaged or destroyed as a result of the Silver Sanctum Coalition and the Sith Triumverate battling over the planet.

Simply put, when one wielded a lightsaber, they tended to so at some cost to those around them.

"Of the remaining charge, that of selling a child into slavery, what evidence do we have of this person's age?" the Anzat inquired, attacking what seemed the more salient point. Slavery and selling others into slavery was to be condemned no matter the age. But, if they were going to aggravate the matter by accusing him of doing so to a child, then there ought to be some case or facts presented which tended to establish that it was, indeed, a child.

"And, of the Shard who attempted to intervene, what do we know of this person? Was he a member of the Order?"

To hell with destruction of property, or even selling stolen goods. If the padawan had acted as slaver and then also attacked another Jedi... that would more or less decide the matter. At least if it were up to Sor-Jan.

Which, perhaps, was good reason why it wasn't.

[member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] | [member="Akhilleus"] | [member="Xander Carrick"]​

 

[Kurayami Bloodborn]

Kurayami watched the proceedings with a sort of detached interest. The charges being brought up were rather harsh for a Padawan. Still he hadn't gotten much time to be around other members of the SSC outside of helping in combat. It would be interesting to see the other workings of the order, including how justice was meted out on those deemed to be in violation of the laws. Though a Master, he held no preconceptions of the child or what he had done. He was no paragon of justice either, but he tried to make sure each action that resulted in a destructive outcome was offset by something he could do to help. Balance. It was the way he viewed everything through the lens of the Force.

Dark was balanced by light, good by evil, destruction by creation, death by life, and so on. He thought back to many of the things he had done to make money, some less than legal, but those had been much simpler than slavery. Those had been under the table bets on speeder races, or hands of Pazaak. As a merc he had operated within the law, as a covert operative he had always followed orders...mostly. There had been those orders he had refused to carry out because it would have been wrong to do so. He had only removed the helmet from earlier, leaving the rebreather in place. This kept others from being able to discern his full expression, behind the mask though his expression was neutral, his eyes clearly narrowed, not in condemnation, but in thought. The legal process that was used here was something to learn from in case he were ever called as a witness. He shook his head as he listened to the many accusations brought against the child by the effeminate looking man, sounded like this kid had really run the gauntlet.

In the meantime he leaned back against a nearby support column, still wearing the same 'uniform' he was usually seen in at the time. His old Aquila flight jacket, loose fitting slacks displaying first class Corellian bloodstripes, and simple combat boots that were well worn. His saber was visible on his hip, along with his T-6 pistols. Even for those who didn't know him, the look would scream of his Corellian heritage.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Akhilleus"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] [member="Joza Perl"]

 

[Audren Sykes]

A trial was something new to the Sephi, let alone one before the Assembly. As a member of the Sanctum, he was able to attend, and as a Master it wouldn't necessarily be considered out of place for him to speak. Even so, he would likely have passed on the event but for the charges levied. A Padawan of their Order was being charged with kidnapping, theft, sale of stolen goods, destruction of property, and selling a child into slavery. Theft, the sale of stolen goods, and the destruction of property was relatively minor; if this was a first offense the accused might get off easy. Kidnapping and selling someone into slavery...those charges were far more serious.

Audren had worn his formal robes, it was after all a formal occasion. Many of the others present were also dressed well, an obvious indication of how seriously this was being taken. Rather than bring in a Learner under guard however, there was a carbonite slab. It was an effective way to restrain a Force user, but typically reserved only for the most dangerous of them. A Padawan, especially one who appeared to be in his early teens, typically didn't merit such. Not only that, but when the boy was released the trial was on. No recovery time. He saw no reason for that, but he understood that Thurion had quite a bit more experience, he likely had his reasons. If he raised an objection on the treatment of the accused, he would do so privately.

The boy started to answer the first question, whether he had anything to say for himself, but threw up before he could get more than a word or two out. Audren frowned at that...it wasn't a common side effect. But the statement following was almost enough to override the interest - the boy considered himself innocent. Xander Carrick spoke, and though not all the words were basic the Sephi understood the gist of the message. That message was soon followed by the Padawan declaring himself guilty. Another frown...something was wrong here. The funny thing - or maybe not so funny - was that the kid could believe both statements to be true. Thankfully, Thurion progressed forward, asking the learner, Undin, to tell those gathered what had happened.

The boy launched into his explanation. It was spotty in places, details were sketchy in others - freezing a person in carbonite in the middle of a desert? - but now they had his point of view on the matter. And it was rife with emotion, coloring his every thought and word. At the end of the story he began crying, though whether it was because of genuine sadness or regret or simply from the emotional weight Audren couldn't tell. Xander had a followup question, and again the boy's answer was rife with emotion, not to mention extreme supposition. As the boy started crying anew, another man spoke up offering details and claiming to have been present then, present at the trial as a witness.

In such a space, with so many Force sensitives present, it was difficult to ignore emotions. Some seemed to feel parental towards the boy, perhaps seeing him as a kid. Others felt distinctly hostile to him, others were concerned or merely attentive. But emotion shouldn't be the deciding factor in a trial of law. Reason, proof...those were needed. Gratefully, Sor-Jan Xantha, the 'child' Master, spoke up before Audren needed to. He called for the facts of the case. And while Audren didn't necessarily agree with the jab about destruction of property, the rest of what the other said was important. Unless someone could produce a holo of the various incidents, those facts would be decided by witness testimonies and cross-references; not perfect, but the best they could hope for. To Audren's interpretation of Undin's explanation, the entire thing started when the Padawan had decided to fulfill a bounty and had branched out from there.

So far, this hearing was rampant with emotion and sorely lacking in facts. That needed to change.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] | [member="Xander Carrick"] | [member="Richel Dontez"] | [member=Akhilleus] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="Kurayami Bloodborn"]

 

[Kellyn Muir]

Word of [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"]'s trial had made it's way back to Daeron's base of operations on Mygeeto. The Alor of Clan Kryze wasn't easy to anger, but having allowed outsiders into his clan and for them to spit on it with such disregard boiled his blood. His BV-47A shuttle landed at the base of the Tower of the Assembly on Voss, the capital of the Silver Sanctum Coalition. Daeron had never traveled this far out in this direction and never thought he ever would have. He exited, followed by two men from the Blackstone Security Forces. He quickly declined their protection though, not seeking to add arms to an already tense conflict where he could be seen just as responsible as the child Kryze.

He made his way into the tower, stopped by a young Jedi knight, he presumed. "Take me to him.", he said with a grizzly sense of frustration. Daeron didn't want to be there, and he was beyond furious his clan's name was being dragged through the mud. He was a reasonable man though and understood his anger could be for naught, if the charges proved to be false - though accusations were rarely without merit.

Daeron knew not the layout of the tower or how Silver Sanctum legal proceedings were carried out, but he would know the route to Undin's courtroom, if that's how the Coalition operated. Out of respect for the proceedings, he waited until there was an opening and he could be called in to observe the trial.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] | [member="Xander Carrick"] | [member="Richel Dontez"] | [member="Akhilleus"] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="Kurayami Bloodborn"] | [member="Audren Sykes"]​

 

[Undin Jaii Kryze]

So many questions in so little time , Undin became overwhelmed. Firstly , someone questioning his intentions , shortly after a child , just like him, asking about facts. Undin had regret for his actions , betrayed a friend , stole from said friend . said he loved the friend to get a cheap shot on him. It all was coming back to Undin to bite him in the butt.
He cleared his mouth from the vomit before speaking , "I.. I do regret it. I betrayed one of my only friends." , directing himself at the woman.
He then turned towards the Grandmaster and the child Master , trying to answer to the doubts , "He .. he was one year older than me. The page for the auction , is still on the holonet somewhere , and it had a picture of him.". And then came the tricky part, he didn't know that much about the Shard , only that... well he was a Shard.

The boy didn't know what his punishment was going to be , much because , he had never been to a trial of the Silver Sanctum , or any trial , he just hoped he wouldn't be trown in a Sarlacc pit.

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Richel Dontez"] [member="Akhilleus"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Kurayami Bloodborn"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Daeron Kryze"]

 

[Bubák]

Slowly, head bowed and shielded beneath a brown hood, a certain fallen Padawan made her way into the room. Silent as a mouse, the Chiss slipped into the back rows and took extra care to avoid touching or disturbing anyone. Even a slight brush against another’s robe would be unforgivable – the fewer paid attention to her, the better. Once an empty seat presented itself, she sat and remained motionless, glowing red eyes peeking from under the cape’s shadow and observing the trial. At first she felt sorry for the kid – a miserable sight to behold, crying and confused; just a Padawan like her. That had certainly tugged a few heartstrings. A part of her wished to believe this trial to be a mistake, yet logic dictated to place her trust into the wise and experienced Jedi to determine the boy’s guild and pass judgement on him. Only after learning the exact nature of the kid’s crimes, Alaki’s sympathy dissipated, heart hardened into cold stone.

The corrupted Padawan was all too familiar with the seductive lure of power and the bare necessity to survive in the harsh galaxy. But material gain, without the threat of hunger and thirst? That was the reason behind the kidnapping, slavery, violence? He had hurt people for credits, like a common thug from a filthy back alley? Definitely not the Jedi way of conduct. Even Alaki, cowardice and spinelessness incarnated knew that. Maybe she wasn’t the worst Jedi in the entire SSC after all. The realization made the blue-skinned teen feel better about herself more than it should have, much to her shame.

Suddenly she found the boy’s regret hard to believe. It appeared very purposeful to Alaki’s – bad conscience definitely wasn’t the driving force here, evidenced by the carbonite used to capture the young Jedi and bring him to justice in the first place. She did not believe the boy’s tears either. Guilt certainly did not stop the young man from selling another he called friend into slavery – a sensitive topic in general, even more pronounced to Alaki after her experience with the One Sith. And then the kid’s vomit conveniently flowed right towards one of the Jedi’s boots like a disgusting shower. Very humiliating, and also very well aimed for a spontaneous reaction. Hardly an accident, further supporting the blue-skinned woman’s opinion that the ‘prisoner’ played a game.

She cringed in discomfort and turned her sight towards her folded hands.

 

[Titan]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"][member="Undin Jaii Kryze"][member="Xander Carrick"][member="Undin Jaii Kryze"][member="Richel Dontez"]@Akhilleus@Joza Perl[member="Sor-Jan Xantha"][member="Kurayami Bloodborn"][member="Audren Sykes"][member="Daeron Kryze"][member="Alaki"]


Titan had heard that Undin's trial was taking place on this day, so he had come to watch it. Unfortunately as he was walking in, he ran into his leader, [member="Daeron Kryze"], Great. thought Titan. Daeron already wasn't too friendly towards Titan, this wouldn't help his cause. "Hello Daeron." Titan said cautiously.

 

[Akhilleus]

Chuckling Akhilleus found the boys’ words somewhat hilarious was he trying to deflect blame onto the Dark Jedi? If so, he didn’t realize the odds of Akhilleus even facing an ounce of punishment. For one there was no regret in the Hellyni for what he had done. Tearing through the wall had simply been a tactic to strike fear into those that had already been in the room. While to make an appearance in his armor. “Who would care if those things happened to you? I will not apologize for what I did if that’s what you want.” Akhilleus said waving his hand dismissingly at the young boy.

Though he needn’t worry about the vomit, the boy had obviously attempted to do it on purpose. Thing was Akhilleus always had a telekinetic barrier up at all times. Meeting an invisible wall, the disgusting liquid would lash back on Undin and away from the knight. The boy should really learn his place. “Try that again and you’ll be choking on your own vomit.” Akhilleus offered. The threat was evident and made in the view of all those gathered. He didn’t care what they thought of the not so subtle threat as no malice was carried in his tone and none of those gathered would know his thoughts or emotions. “On my world for what you have done we’d send you to our moon with the real criminals. Alas your fate is not mines to decide.”

With his piece said Akhilleus looked over to Joza offering her a nod of respect as well. She was the reason he had chosen to join the Sanctum. As well with it having been the first place his brother called home. “I have no evidence for the other acts but the fight Undin put up when he had the chance to turn himself in is fully recorded.” Akhilleus offered Sor-Jan. He had no clue how old the kid truly was. He remembered Nikias mentioning the Anzat, but couldn’t remember the age. “It also shouldn’t matter about whether the shard was a jedi or not. He did still its master and sell it. Shards have emotions just like us, to ignore those would be the same as ignoring the pleading of any other sentient species.” Shrugging Akhilleus looked away from the master. They were all being too soft on Undin. He needed a true punishment.

“As most of you will not approve of a true sentence why not pass him over to one of the others of the faction for reconditioning.” Looking down Akhilleus thought about what would happen if he had to deal with Undin and put him through said reconditioning. No… The boy would be dead in minutes. “Of course not me, perhaps one of the more stern Masters?”

[member="Titan Kryze"] [member="Alaki"] [member="Undin Jaii Kryze"] [member="Daeron Kryze"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Kurayami Bloodborn"] [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Xander Carrick"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]