Faction Knighthood Ceremony - Lossa Darcuhl

[Romi Jade]

AUDIENCE CHAMBER,JAKKU JEDI ENCLAVE
After: Prophecy of the Four Pt. 2

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The Jakku Jedi Enclave stood, still, resilient amidst the vast desert, a sanctuary of quiet strength. The wind whispered through the halls, carrying with it the scent of distant memories and lost hopes. Inside the enclave, the Audience Chamber loomed vast and solemn. Deep tan-colored stone walls, polished smooth by the touch of time, stood as silent witnesses to countless teachings and meditations. The air was thick with the spicy perfume of the shrubs that adorned the chamber, a heady aroma that mingled with the echoes of those who'd come through here.

As Romi Jade entered, flanked by her loyal students, Lossa Aureus and Briana Sal-Soren . Romi's once-vibrant presence had dimmed, her connection to the Force frayed and tenuous. The scars of her captivity were etched deeply into her being, both seen and unseen.

Romi's movements were slow, each step a struggle against the weight of her recent ordeal. Her once-confident stride was now a painful shuffle, her spirit battered and bruised. She paused at the entrance, her gaze sweeping over the chamber, a ghost of her former self. The memories of her captivity at the Akar Tsis Temple of Tython surged, unbidden and relentless. The energy binders, the ceaseless extraction of information, the loss of her husband in the chaos of her escape—it all clung to her like a dark shroud.

They had rescued her from physical captivity, but the chains around her spirit remained unbroken. She began the slow journey toward the raised dais at the far end of the chamber. Each step seemed to sap the remaining strength from Romi, her body trembling with effort.

As they reached the foot of the dais, Romi paused, her eyes fixed on the stairs. The climb seemed insurmountable, a cruel reminder of her current fragility. Taking a deep breath, she placed one foot on the first step, then another, her ascent a testament to her enduring will.

But she was alright with everyone bearing witness; she endured.

At the top of the dais, Romi stood for a moment, her shoulders heaving with exhaustion. The silence of the chamber pressed in around them, heavy and expectant. The spicy scent of the shrubs mingled with the dust of ages, creating an almost tangible atmosphere of anticipation.

Turning slowly, Romi faced her students. Her eyes, once alight with the fire of the Force, now held a deep, abiding sorrow. "Lossa, Briana," she began, her voice a fragile whisper that echoed through the vast space, "I need... one of your lightsabers."

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[Lossa Aureus]

Location: Jakku Enclave, Audience Chamber
Equipment: Jumpsuit and Robes
Accessories: Bracelet, Echo Stone
Tags: Romi Jade Briana Sal-Soren @Open

The time between the proper rescue of their shared instructed and her return to the Jakku Enclave had revealed how worn and tired Romi had become since they'd last seen her. Her internment with the dark siders had marred her skin, mind, and no doubt her heart. Their treatment of her bringing out an ire in Lossa that had to be tamped down to keep from interrupting their speedy travel.

The Zeltron had quietly seethed in the privacy of her own space aboard the shuttles back. Quietly as to not disturb anyone as that invasive voice played out in her head to make everything more difficult to process. There was no longer silence in her meditation. Always the persistent voice with the intent of keeping her from finding balance. Having already shown her temper during their time under the perverted temple, she did not need to display it when the one she had sought out for instruction and help was in need of her patience and understanding.

The short trip from the landing pad to the temple was a trial in it's own right of keeping a watchful eye on Romi.

As much as she wanted to lend herself to keeping Romi standing, there was a gravity to the way Romi held herself now. A seriousness that demanded a different sort of attention from her students than that of assistance. Having deposited her lightsabers with Torbal the Eremite to be checked over for anything lingering from their trip into the freshly tainted temple.

She found herself glancing to Briana sheepishly before looking back to Romi, hand patting the empty spot where her own sabers had been.

 

[Katarine Ryiah]

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Tags: Romi Jade Briana Sal-Soren Lossa Aureus

Katarine was in the crowd, silently supporting those gathered here today. Lately she had been trying to become more active with the New Jedi Order and by extension the Jakku Jedi Enclave. As an investigator she could go months and even years without seeing her fellow Jedi but the Force was telling her that it was time to change all that. If she truly wanted to fit into this new time period it would do well to spend more time with her fellow Jedi.

So the master watched from the corner, taking in the trauma and the jubilation that hung in the air.

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[Jackson Lesan]

Wearing: xxx
Tag: Romi Jade | Briana Sal-Soren | Lossa Aureus | @Katerine Ryiah

A knighting ceremony. Jackson had observed these a few times since joining the Jedi. In his heart he knew one day that would be him standing on the dias being recognized for his achievements. His mind told a different story. It had been the first time he'd been among most of the Enclave since his battle with Revna . The scar on his face was a reminder that he was not good enough.

It was evidence of his failure.

Part of him wanted to scan the room for Cortana Jade . He wondered what she thought about what happened, but he had not asked. Jackson hadn't sought her out either. There was still a sense of shame attached to it all, something he would get over with time. Jax just hadn't had enough to put distance on the event yet.

This day wasn't about him in the end, so he put his supportive happy face. His eyes remained focused on the dias, and on his master, Romi Jade . It was good to have her back, good that his, whatever Judah was to him, did not need to school a room full of other masters which had been jealous, wanting her position like vultures circling the wounded.

Today was supposed to be a good day.

 

[Tarjik Khen]

TAGS: Romi Jade , Briana Sal-Soren , Lossa Aureus , Katarine Ryiah , OPEN

Another figure was in the crowd of onlookers for the knighting ceremony. White robes with a crimson stole mantled around his shoulders. The reddish garment had gold patterns with in it, typical of a Naboo. More precisely, an abbott of the Brotherhood of Cognizance. He stood stoic as he gazed around the temple.

Kwilaan himself felt like he was in the proverbial nexu den. Being in the very presence of this temple brought back a sort of putrid nostalgia. He was raised in a temple not unlike this one, himself a Jedi long ago. Not anymore.

Yet, his presence was heavily insisted upon by his superiors. Despite his past with the Jedi, the two orders themselves remained on amicable terms. And since Abbott Zaro was of moderate rank, he was requested to represent the Brotherhood. For one among intiates was of an ancient Naboo line, one loyal to Shiraya.

”Holy mother, watch over us.” He prayed quietly, ”May this ceremony go without incident.”

He only hoped that there were no Jedi in attendance that would remember him from his Padawan days. He did not need to face his past this day, nor any for that matter...

 

[Valery Noble]

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Even now, after all those years...

Valery still remembered the pranks this little chit pulled off inside her Temple.

She blinked at the thought and pushed those memories away with a quick shake of her head. A smirk began to spread and Valery fondly watched Lossa from a distance. She had come a long way from the difficult Padawan she once was, and even though Lossa wasn't her own Padawan, Valery still felt proud to have at least been a small part of her journey. Whether it was yelling at her in class, covering a new ability or lightsaber Form, or just chatting away, Lossa was a remarkable person.

It's why she had so many friends to support her on this amazing day.

With Jedi like Romi Jade and Briana Sal-Soren here, this was a ceremony to remember. Both Jedi embodied what it meant to be one, and each had played crucial roles in Lossa's journey — all of far greater importance than Valery's. While they were undoubtedly focused on Lossa and her big moment, Valery smiled at them to show her support. She was certain that Lossa would agree that this day would have been far less likely to happen without the help of Jedi like them.

Finally, Valery's gaze settled back on Lossa and she watched expectantly.

This was her big day.

Lossa Aureus ​

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

With hands clasped behind her back, Cora stood beside Valery Noble and offered the Master a silent smile.

It hadn't been so long ago that they'd stood in the same positions as Romi Jade and Lossa Aureus , respectively. Master and Padawan, on the cusp of being Knighted. It was a feeling unlike any other, and it was a joy to witness them experience it.

Truthfully, Cora had been jealous of Lossa at first. She'd met the Zeltron's friendliness with brusque words during Makko's own Knighting celebration, a scene she looked back on with sheepish guilt. Lossa had taken it in stride, though. Cora hadn't been privy to all of her struggles, but it was clear that she'd worked her way through the challenges life had laid before her.

Her gaze softened as it passed over Romi. A woman that Cora knew not personally, but from her incredible reputation as a Jedi – she looked unwell after her imprisonment, but the fact that she was here was a testament to her strength.

Bringing her focus back to Lossa, Cora gave her that silent smile.

She looks so pretty.

 

[Briana Sal-Soren]

Outfit: XoXo | Equipment: Lightsaber, Echo Stone | Tag: Romi Jade , Lossa Aureus
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Like Romi and Lossa, Briana’s demeanor seemed worn and contemplative. She was more than pleased, and filled with a sort of quiet satisfaction to see Lossa finally reaching this pivotal moment, but that overall sense of pride was underscored by the weight and losses of recent events.

Her sharp blue eyes stayed fixed on Romi, whom the two cousins trailed from a respectable distance, noting the way she buckled beneath an invisible burden and monitoring each labored step she took towards the dias, silently sending out light tendrils of the Force to try and bolster her.

Briana remembered what it was like finding her lifeless parents in each other's arms, the pain and shock of it all, but at least the Force, in its mercy, spared her from having to witness the actual deed be done. Sure, her mind had improvised the details of the end, but those thoughts were easier to chase into the nether than the stark, unyielding truth of beholding the act with one’s own eyes, of seeing your beloved struck down the way Romi had.

And the torment she’d borne, didn’t end there.

It was a cumulative thing, her suffering. Layers upon layers of anguish laid down over the weary march of days. It would take more than a brief respite, more than the passage of time, for such wounds to ease into the semblance of healing. And even then, the best one might hope for was a pain that eventually dulled into a persistent ache, lying dormant until some brighter joy could cast it into shadow.

Idly, Briana twisted the engagement ring on her finger, the promise that kept her anchored, until finally, they stopped at the front of the dias.

When Lossa could not provide a blade, Briana went to unclip one of the two that she kept hanging around her waist, her hand hovering above her own before gravitating towards another.

Gently, she removed the relic from her belt and presented the blade to Romi. Its intricate golden etchings and the deep crimson metal that signified Naboo, making up the majority of the smooth cylinder, glinted gently under the soft lighting in the temple.

For those of Naboo who walked the Jedi's path, it was tradition to include a piece of their home world in their knighting ceremony. She and Brandyn had been gifted robes, stitched by their mother's loving hands upon an ancient fabric that’d been passed down throughout the years, each garment adorned with the sacred animals of their benediction. But Lossa, she had no such relic, having only recently received her blessing and been added into the book of lineage.

Thus, the saber of Teyla Ee’everwest, would have to suffice as the symbol that saw Lossa rise as a Jedi Knight.

Even though Lossa and her mother had never met, Briana felt with a deep sense of certainty that she would have deemed this right.

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[Romi Jade]

AUDIENCE CHAMBER,JAKKU JEDI ENCLAVE
After: Prophecy of the Four Pt. 2

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Romi humbly took the saber, her fingers tracing the familiar contours of the hilt. For a moment, she stood there with her eyes closed, drawing strength from the weapon. The air seemed to still, as if the chamber itself was holding its breath in anticipation.

The saber was a masterpiece, a tribute to Naboo's heritage. Intricate golden etchings adorned the deep crimson metal, the smooth cylinder glinting softly under the chamber's light.

With a deliberate motion, Romi opened her eyes and ignited the blade. The hum of the lightsaber resonated through the chamber, a sound that had once been second nature to her. The golden-yellow light bathed her face, casting deep shadows that highlighted the lines of pain and fatigue. But none of that mattered, this moment filled her with strength...being apart of this moment was everything for her.

She looked at Lossa, "Do you remember when you came to me? You were frustrated, you were searching... You wanted my guidance, and my one and only task for you was to be still; And in doing so you would find whatever you needed. You told me you never wanted the spotlight, but your light is now brighter than ever Lossa."

"You helped rebuild this Enclave, led it through uncertainty in my place, and saved my life-" She quickly cut her words short to block to well of emotion. This truly was a light for her.

"Lossa," she began, her voice gaining strength, "you have shown courage and resilience beyond your years. In the face of darkness, you have remained steadfast. You are a symbol of strength and unity and it's time for you to take your place as a Jedi Knight. Your training is complete."

"Please," She motioned for her student to step forward.

Romi raised the saber, the hum of the blade filling the chamber. "By the right of the Council, by the will of the Force," she declared, her voice ringing with authority and solemnity, "I dub thee Jedi Knight. Rise, Lossa."

Romi deactivated the saber and handed it humbly back to Briana. She looked at Lossa, her eyes filled with pride. Then shot glances between both young women, "I am so proud of you both."

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Tags: Lossa Aureus | Briana Sal-Soren
Valery Noble | Corazona von Ascania | Jackson Lesan | Katarine Ryiah | Tarjik Khen​

 

[Lossa Aureus]

Location: Jakku Enclave, Audience Chamber
Equipment: Jumpsuit and Robes
Accessories: Bracelet, Echo Stone
Tags: Romi Jade Briana Sal-Soren Valery Noble Corazona von Ascania Jackson Lesan Katarine Ryiah Tarjik Khen

She felt silly for not bringing her own saber to present. The one she had made as a symbol of her commitment to harm no one, and the lightsaber she had inherited as her grandmothers legacy being checked for corruption of any sort absent in this moment. A strange sort of isolation in it's own way as she watched Briana hand over the lightsaber known to her as the item her Aunt would have wielded.

A piece that spoke of legacy in it's own way. Encapsulating the belief of not just Briana, or Teyla, but of Naboo.

It was a beautiful thing in its own right. Meticulously kept and managed by someone that was all the more deserving of it and what it meant. Briana had been the rock around which the Sal-Soren's had kept themselves grounded. And that Lossa herself had leaned on more than most given her continued silence with her own parents. The reminder of that disconnect apparent with what Romi had been made to go through, atop Briana's situation.

Something Lossa would have to look into when she had a moment. Her eyes followed the hand that now held it. Freed from her thoughts as Romi spoke. A soft nod to a question that was never asked. Stepping forward as requested before giving the best bow she could to receive what her teacher was willing to impart on her.

She was a troublesome student. The fact had not escaped her. Made it wherever she visited any number of times in just as many different ways. Always searching for that something. And never feeling at ease until she had listened to the advice of a far more patient being than herself.

Her thoughts hung on every word as it was spoken. A confidence rising in her about what lay ahead in her path. How she could do better moving forward and maybe use what had troubled her to help others. The hum of the saber the only break in the silence before a voice emerged once more in her mind. Springing from deep within herself, and without prompting.

"You didn't earn this.

Her own voice played in the back of her mind. Eyes wide at the arrival of her own worries before she collected herself. Rising at the words of Romi to address Briana and their teacher together. Even marred by her own thoughts, she still managed to keep from tearing up or speaking incoherently. Even still her eyes were tear bright as she looked between them both.

"I had a lot of help. And really good friends." Pulling her sleeve forward and catching it in her fingers to dab at her eyes. A laugh before she looked to Briana while she kept herself from crying any harder. "Be proud of her for keeping her hair while I made her worry."

 

[Lily Decoria]

Location: Jakku Enclave Temple
Outfit: Jedi Attire
Equipment: Crossguard Lightsaber | Hydrangea Moonblade
Tag: Briana Sal-Soren | Romi Jade | Lossa Aureus | Valery Noble | Corazona von Ascania | Brandyn Sal-Soren | Tarjik Khen | Katarine Ryiah

There had been a number of knighthoods that had occurred on Coruscant and it was clear that another knighting would occur early on Lily's move to the Jakku enclave. It was surprising that Lossa hadn't already been a Jedi Knight, she was mature and wiser beyond her years at least from Lily's perspective, that was how she saw Lossa. This was definitely a long overdue knighting and Lily couldn't be more excited to see where Lossa went from here. Especially since Lily would be living on Jakku now so she would be closer to see Lossa and perhaps even get some training with the new Knight as well.

Watching the ceremony, Lily wondered how her knighthood would go one day in the far future. She was sure it would be a small ceremony but that didn't matter, she would be pleased either way. For now, Lily focused on the present and the current ceremony that was going on. Cheering for Lossa when she was knighted and giving a small applause from the back of the crowd, Lily was beaming a smile, excited to see the next step for Lossa and what she would do next as a Jedi.

 

[Tarjik Khen]

TAGS: Romi Jade , Briana Sal-Soren , Lossa Aureus , Katarine Ryiah , OPEN

Kwilaan observed as he watched as Romi took the lightsaber and knighted the girl. A step he never took. A flashback played in his mind, on that day he left. Angry voices, his own saber cutting off his braid. Nonetheless, he applauded when the young lady transitioned from Padawan to Knight.

”Come, Gee-Five.” He he addressed his companion, ”Let us go present our gift to the lucky candidate.”

By Kwilaan's side was his white and brass astromech, modified with a carrying tray with an ornate wooden box. His pastorial staff lightly thudded with each step he took towards the Master and her learners. When he was a polite distance away, he bowed and addressed himself.

”Master Jade. My name is Kwilaan Zaro, of the Brotherhood of Cognizance. ” He gave a greeting, ”If the Force wills it, my order wishes to bestow a small token of congratulations to this child of Naboo, to honor this momentous occasion.”

He gestured towards the wooden box carried by his droid. Rather, what was in the box was the gift. He awaited for the response from the Jedi.

 

[Luric Ee'everwest]

Jakku
Jedi Temple
Audience Chamber

Gear: Lightsaber​

Time.

The great measure of balance. You can't outrun it, you can't fight it. Well, you may try, but in the end, time is what defeats us all. No matter if you are a poor farmer trying to desperately keep your crop alive through a harsh and bitter winter, to the front line soldier who gallantly charges into the battle he's faced with to save his home, his planet, his very ideals. No matter what you face, in the end, the one that stares back at you and reaches to the very depths of your soul is just that; Time.

Yet, time was emotionless. It was pure, without form. It simply was. For it to have any meaning, one must bestow upon it moments that could stop it dead in tracks for however brief that moment was before it kept on moving along as it always had. Luric had had a moment much like that when he finally decided that it was time. Time to go back, to go to where those he held dear set foot now. Ever since he'd heard the news of the deaths of his Aunt Teyla and Uncle Baros, his heart simply froze. More relatives, gone into the great beyond where the living may not tred. First, his father, Kintel Ee'everwest. Oldest male and heir of the family. Until he was murdered. However, my friends, that is a story for another day. Today, the air smelled sweet to him, as he shoved himself from the stone wall upon which he'd positioned himself.

The half-Atrisian, half-Nubian noble was definitely not in such a form however, for he was garbed in simple tan & brown robes. He had sandals upon his seemingly well-worn feet, and his hair tied back in a more traditional ponytail. He still had that look, however. And on this day, it was one of pride and of joy. He was proud of Lossa. Whilst he may have been off mourning, he still had a strong connection to the Living Force. Something told him, it was time. Time to move on, time to go back. As was his custom, Luric seemingly appeared from just outside the peripheral, and looked toward Lossa with a smile upon his face. He was well aware of what she had done in his time away, and they would speak on it more when the family had a moment. For now, he simply nodded in approval, and winked as he spoke, the tone of his voice a shade deeper than perhaps Lossa or Briana remembered.


"Be proud of yourself as well, Lossa. I know I am, and if ever there was one who more than earned the right to call themselves a Jedi Knight, it's you, Cousin."

tags: Lossa Aureus Briana Sal-Soren Romi Jade Katarine Ryiah Valery Noble ​

 

[Romi Jade]

AUDIENCE CHAMBER,JAKKU JEDI ENCLAVE
After: Prophecy of the Four Pt. 2

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The weight of the moment lingered in the air, the solemnity of Lossa's knighting imprinted on the ancient stone walls and in the hearts of those present. Her gaze was distant for a moment before she turned to address both Lossa and Briana.

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”Master Jade. My name is Kwilaan Zaro, of the Brotherhood of Cognizance. ” He gave a greeting, ”If the Force wills it, my order wishes to bestow a small token of congratulations to this child of Naboo, to honor this momentous occasion.”

She bowed, "Welcome brother. I'd be honored to bear witness to such a bestowal. I have just one more action item and then the chamber is all yours."

"Lossa, Briana," Romi began, her voice soft but carrying the weight of recent events and years of wisdom and experience. "This enclave has been more than a place of learning. It has been a sanctuary, a home, and a beacon of hopes of the future. It has seen the rise and fall of many, and now, it stands at a crossroads once again."

Her eyes, filled with a deepness of something, met those of her students. "In my captivity, I was stripped of much—my connection to the Force weakened. I have fought to hold onto the light within me, but the darkness has left its mark. I need time to heal, to find my purpose again in relation to the Force."

The silence in the chamber was profound. Romi's voice, though steady, carried a somber undertone. "I must recommit myself to the Barash Vow. It's a vow of contemplation, a retreat from active duty. I need to seek solitude, to mend whatever has been broken within me."

She also had to deal with Sinestra

Romi continued, her gaze sweeping over the chamber that had been her home and her sanctuary. "This enclave, this historical place, has been a significant part of my legacy. It has nurtured and trained many Jedi, and it must continue to do so. Now more than ever."

She paused, the weight of her next words pressing heavily upon her. "I leave this enclave in your hands. Lossa, Briana, you are more than ready to usher in a new era here. Your strength, your wisdom, and your unity will continue to guide this place into the future. This is my last and final request of you both."

Romi's eyes softened as she looked at Lossa, her newest knight. "Lossa, you have shown extraordinary resilience and courage. You were always ready. And Briana, your steadfast support and wisdom have been invaluable. Together, you will form the first Jedi Council of this enclave. You will be its guardians and its leaders."

The chamber seemed to echo her words, the ancient stone walls absorbing the declaration of a new beginning.

Romi continued, her voice filled with both hope and resignation. "The path ahead will be challenging, but I have faith in both of you, there's no one else i'd trust more. This enclave will continue to be a place of learning, a sanctuary. It will evolve, as all things must, but its core, its essence, will remain the same."

She took a deep breath, the weight of her decision settling over her like a mantle. "But know this: I will always be with you, in spirit and in the legacy we have built together. Keep this place warm for me."

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Tags: Lossa Aureus | Briana Sal-Soren
Valery Noble | Corazona von Ascania | Jackson Lesan | Katarine Ryiah | Tarjik Khen | Luric Ee'everwest​

 

[Briana Sal-Soren]

Outfit: XoXo | Equipment: Lightsaber, Echo Stone | Tag: Lossa Aureus , Romi Jade , Tarjik Khen , Luric Ee'everwest ​

A genuine smile bloomed over Briana's lips, a deep swell of pride shinning through her blue eyes as Lossa rose from the ground a newly minted Knight.

Sometimes, it was hard to believe that this was the same person who'd barged into her room unannounced all those years ago on Ossus, forcing herself into Briana's life without ceremony or consent. Now, Briana couldn't imagine what a life would be like without her in it.

She just wished Brandyn Sal-Soren and some of their older friends had been there to see this moment finally come to fruition, namely Iris Arani , Justice Lesan , and Vizion Trozky , wherever they were.

Clipping her mother's blade back to her belt, she tipped her head at Lossa to signal the arrival of well-wishes approaching from behind. "You've got company."

It'd been a long time since she saw anyone from the Brotherhood outside of Naboo, possibly not since hers and Brandyn's own Knighting ceremonies — it was a nice touch that they'd sent someone out, showing they were readily accepting Lossa in her new role within the noble houses, a gesture which would ultimately give her claim as the head of House Aureus more credence.

And trailing the envoy, almost like a specter from another lifetime, was someone she hadn't expected to see at all... Luric Ee'everwest .

His understandable disappearance had followed the tragedy of her parents death. Though, she guessed that it had more to do with the loss of his Master, her mother, rather than that of his intolerant uncle. There were many things she wanted to talk to him about, wanted to tell him, but it would ultimately have to wait as her attention was drawn back to Romi.

"I leave this enclave in your hands. Lossa, Briana, you are more than ready to usher in a new era here. Your strength, your wisdom, and your unity will continue to guide this place into the future. This is my last and final request of you both."

Romi's eyes softened as she looked at Lossa, her newest knight. "Lossa, you have shown extraordinary resilience and courage. You were always ready. And Briana, your steadfast support and wisdom have been invaluable. Together, you will form the first Jedi Council of this enclave. You will be its guardians and its leaders."

Briana's well-groomed brows arched, surprise etching itself plainly over her features as the sheer enormity of Romi's declaration settled upon her. "Master Jade, I—" She faltered, her eyes darting to Lossa and back as she grappled with the unexpected turn of events. "I won't lie—I think part of me...part of both of us, expected that when we brought you back, you'd... Well, you'd take up the mantle again. Lead us as you always have. Entrusting the Enclave to us fully, that's no small thing and..."

Are you sure we're ready, was what she wanted to say, but ultimately kept the words restrained.

Briana took a deep breath, her hands flexing open and closed. "And... if you really feel like taking the Barash Vow is what you need, then... we'll do our best to maintain it, to make sure the legacy you've nurtured here continues to endure, so that when you come back you won't just find it warm, but thriving."

 

[Vizion Trozky]

AUDIENCE CHAMBER ☛ UNDERGROUND ENCLAVE ☛ JAKKU
Romi Jade • Briana Sal-Soren • Lossa Aureus
Corazona von Ascania • Jackson Lesan • Katarine Ryiah
Tarjik Khen • Luric Ee'everwest • Valery Noble

The deserts of Jakku held a deep quiet that was unmatched by many of the worlds Vizion had visited in his years as a Jedi, and when he arrived on the sandy planet, that quiet tugged at him. And he let himself get pulled into it, leaving the aspect of time, behind.

So deep was this sojourn that by the time he came to himself again and slipped like a near-whisper into the Audience chamber, the entire reason for making the trip had already occurred. Not that he had notified anyone he was coming, as he'd intended to not draw focus, with the breadth of his absence.

After light had been shed revealing some then-unknown truths about the balance of his life... it'd taken a lot of time to process. Vizion had remained aloof from many of his connections in the ensuing interval, and even now, months on, his footing wasn't entirely certain on the matter of what was his apparent true place amongst them. His purpose.

And why he had given himself over to the silence of Jakku.

Vizion pulled the hood back from his dark mop of hair, and worked the gloves off of his hands, listening to the eyebrow-raising conversation and picking up on the associated feelings that whispered through both of the younger of the three women, as he moved over to the Master he had hardly seen since his days as a padawan on Ossus, the friend whose relationship to him had been redefined in ways he could never had predicted, and her cousin: the pink-hued woman of the day... whom he had once coaxed out of a perfectly good aircraft onto a moving train.

"I don't mean to interrupt," he interjected, softly, as Briana finished speaking, while tucking the shucked gloves into his coat, "but--" he tsked on a short in-breath, "--Master Jade's faith in you isn't out of place." Not one bit. This was what he was meant to be doing, right? Warm brown eyes flicked from Briana to Lossa with a calm smile, "The both of you, I mean it."

Vizion placed a hand on Briana's shoulder, however briefly in emphasis, while the other reached out to Lossa, then the first joined it, palms to the ceiling. Asking for her hands.

"May I?"

 

[Corazona von Ascania]

Romi Jade Lossa Aureus Briana Sal-Soren Valery Noble Jackson Lesan Katarine Ryiah Tarjik Khen Luric Ee'everwest Lily Decoria Vizion Trozky

Romi knighted Lossa with a sweep of the golden blade.

It was done. Cora smiled, proud to have witnessed her friend climb to a rank that at one point, had seemed so distant through the haze of chaos in her life. Lossa had been touched by several unique trials, and her experience would make her well-rounded Jedi Knight.

The ceremony ended in a surprising way; Master Jade announced her undertaking of the Barash Vow, leaving the Jakku Enclave in the capable hands of Lossa and Briana.

When the opportunity presented itself to approach them without interrupting, Cora paced forward to offer her compliments.

"Congratulations, Lossa. You've much to offer not just the Jedi, but the galaxy as a whole. And to you as well, Knight Sal-Soren,"

Cora turned to address Briana with a fond smile. A fellow student of Valery and a member of planetary nobility, it seemed they had quite a lot in common for a pair who'd rarely crossed paths.

"I've heard a great deal of your accomplishments. The two of you represent the hope of our generation."

Her smile didn't fade, but it did soften as she stepped back, making way for others to congratulate the newly minted Jedi Knight and guardians of the Jakku enclave.

 

[Lossa Aureus]

Location: Jakku Enclave, Audience Chamber
Equipment: Jumpsuit and Robes
Accessories: Bracelet, Echo Stone
Tags: Romi Jade Briana Sal-Soren Valery Noble Corazona von Ascania Jackson Lesan Katarine Ryiah Tarjik Khen Luric Ee'everwest Lily Decoria Vizion Trozky

Collecting herself didn't take long as she lightened the mood with her own humor. The first to arrive and congratulate her bringing with them a present as they introduced themselves Tarjik Khen . Graciously receiving the gift as she listened for the explanation. It didn't take long for another to arrive and offer praise.

Still feeling like she hadn't done much to truly earn it as she dabbed at her eyes.

"Last to earn it, but I earned it." Spoken to Luric Ee'everwest as if they hadn't been away from each other for so long. Her words were something she would have to remind herself of in the coming times as she gave him a thumbs up. Sniffling a little still as she let her eyes shifted to Romi.

Listening in both wonder and growing worry as she explained her situation. Leaving the Enclave to their care once more, properly as a council, rather than simply maintaining it. Seeking her connection to the force once more after having been made to endure so much. And even wanting to suggest otherwise, Lossa did not argue with her choice. Just as she had been made to examine and explore her own path, Romi would have to do much the same in the coming times.

A solemn nod passed to Briana before offering a smile to Romi once she had finished.

"Plenty warm for when the path guides you back. Maybe a bit more colorful in places. Designated places." Quickly clarifying before a certain present master could make any sort of noise about it. Sending a warm, if troubling, smile at Valery Noble for the comment before turning back to Briana.

"We've got this. Not like we are doing this alone." A small shrug thrown in for dramatic effect as she pushed the thought of Romi leaving away once more. Like Briana, she'd expected their mentor to return proper. Where Briana had voiced their shared expectation, Lossa had wavered. Something she would think on later as another joined them.

The one who had kept Romi from forcibly kicking her out of a cargo bay onto a moving bullet train. She still wondered about the sanity of those around her on occasion before remembering how she'd enjoyed her games of loth-cat and mouse in the Outer Rim.

Her brow knit together at their possible influence in her life choices as she offered her only hand to Vizion Trozky .

"I only got the one, so don't like. Go to crazy."

 

[Vizion Trozky]

AUDIENCE CHAMBER ☛ UNDERGROUND ENCLAVE ☛ JAKKU
Romi Jade • Briana Sal-Soren • Lossa Aureus

Vizion enveloped Lossa’s one hand in both of his own, “Crazy is a matter of perspective,” he opined gently, “in this case.” He skirted a brief, knowing glance at Briana, then returned his gaze to her rosy cousin, his smile picking up a modicum of warmth as he closed his eyes, bowed his head, and opened himself to the intersection of the Force… time… and truth.

Unlike with the raw emotional atmosphere that had surrounded the revelations of months past, the relative calm here, knowing what he was looking for, and his particular skills in farsight as a hunter of the Keetael tradition made a clear whisper of what would otherwise be overwhelming, when the sense he got from Lossa in that moment resonated so distinctly with his memory of the multitude of paths that might… or might not come to pass.

Vizion could see her so clearly, more than she could know, in the Light and the Dark. It could have been any pink-skinned woman… but no, it had to be her.

“Of course it’s you,” he uttered, scarcely above a whisper; it all made sense. His eyes opened and began to rise before his head followed suit, but as his field of view panned upward, it momentarily stalled on the way the fabric of her robes hung off of her body, curving just so in a way he did not expect. Was she…? How had he not noticed the moment he walked up? His eyes flicked quickly to Lossa’s face.

“What’s this?” he asked curiously in a similarly hushed tone, pulling one hand away from hers to gesture at her stomach; he was unable to entirely keep the surprise out of his voice, nor could he keep the teasing mirth that followed from dancing in his gaze, “Is that a pillow in your robes, or…?”