huggin_munnin
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"The moral high ground is an easy position to take, but it's not enough to be merely 'good Jedi' at this time!"
Ceska was filled will a tremendous sense of frustration at the Grandmaster's insistence on being perfect. It could hardly matter less during such a time when the Sith walked in the very halls of the great Temple on Coruscant! She said this.
"All of it is secondary when the scions of the Dark Side corrupt our very heart on Coruscant. I know beyond any doubt that they stain existence itself with the blood of innocent beings. More and more do I feel it, the Force speaks to me every place where I have been and the Dark Side has touched."
"You say that I speak of absolutes. How is a Sith anything but a bringer of death and destruction, no matter their motives. The biggeet difference between me and a Sith; I don't want power, I want peace!"
Ceska realized, if subconsciously, that she too wanted that peace within herself. Her frustration vented, she bowed her head.
"I apologize, Master. I was out of place to speak to you like that. "
And indeed she was, Ceska knew, a Padawan of any time shouldn't speak to a Master in such a way. A Padawan asked, not demanded. A Padawan was the student and not the teacher.
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Ceska was filled will a tremendous sense of frustration at the Grandmaster's insistence on being perfect. It could hardly matter less during such a time when the Sith walked in the very halls of the great Temple on Coruscant! She said this.
"All of it is secondary when the scions of the Dark Side corrupt our very heart on Coruscant. I know beyond any doubt that they stain existence itself with the blood of innocent beings. More and more do I feel it, the Force speaks to me every place where I have been and the Dark Side has touched."
"You say that I speak of absolutes. How is a Sith anything but a bringer of death and destruction, no matter their motives. The biggeet difference between me and a Sith; I don't want power, I want peace!"
Ceska realized, if subconsciously, that she too wanted that peace within herself. Her frustration vented, she bowed her head.
"I apologize, Master. I was out of place to speak to you like that. "
And indeed she was, Ceska knew, a Padawan of any time shouldn't speak to a Master in such a way. A Padawan asked, not demanded. A Padawan was the student and not the teacher.
[member="Corvus Raaf"]
@Au'Rus Rhaeyns