Amilthi Camlenn
Meditation Junkie
Amilthi had returned from Ossus with very ambivalent feelings. The whole operation of infiltrating the Sith library had become rather bigger than she had expected, more overt, violent, and destructive. Perhaps it was selfish of her to be relieved that she had got through it without shedding any blood. There was a risk that the Sith might think they had been more than a handful of anonymous Jedi without structure or supporters, and their eye might fall on others who did not deserve it. The possibility now worried her and marred her satisfaction over achieving her own objective. But callous as it might appear, what was done was done, and there was no point in having regrets about the past even as one kept it in mind as a lesson.
She was sitting alone in a dimply lit meditation chamber. On the floor before her was the pyramidal object she had abstracted from Ossus: a Sith holocron. These things were supposed to be unpleasant to be around. Amilthi had not felt much of that on Ossus itself, but that must have been due to the unusual mental state she had put herself in. Now she felt much warmer, mellower, and the darkness within her was deeply locked away. And yet this item did not have a disquieting presence. It was odd.
She overcame her hesitation and stretched out her hand. She extended her attention and moved her finger ever so slightly, very gently tapping the object through the Force. It sprang to life, and Amilthi instinctively withdrew her hand.
Many hours later, Amilthi lay on the floor on her back laughing madly. She didn't even know why she found the existence of this holocron quite so funny, and the absurdity of her laughter, added to the absurdity of the artefact, only served to fuel it further. After a while, she picked herself up, picked up the holocron also, and left the chamber smiling to herself in giddy anticipation of what she was going to do.
"I have a present for you, Adron." Amilthi was smiling widely and produced from behind her back, keeping the other hand there, an extraordinary object, a pyramidal Sith holocron presented on her flat palm as if on a tray for him to take.
She was sitting alone in a dimply lit meditation chamber. On the floor before her was the pyramidal object she had abstracted from Ossus: a Sith holocron. These things were supposed to be unpleasant to be around. Amilthi had not felt much of that on Ossus itself, but that must have been due to the unusual mental state she had put herself in. Now she felt much warmer, mellower, and the darkness within her was deeply locked away. And yet this item did not have a disquieting presence. It was odd.
She overcame her hesitation and stretched out her hand. She extended her attention and moved her finger ever so slightly, very gently tapping the object through the Force. It sprang to life, and Amilthi instinctively withdrew her hand.
Many hours later, Amilthi lay on the floor on her back laughing madly. She didn't even know why she found the existence of this holocron quite so funny, and the absurdity of her laughter, added to the absurdity of the artefact, only served to fuel it further. After a while, she picked herself up, picked up the holocron also, and left the chamber smiling to herself in giddy anticipation of what she was going to do.
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"I have a present for you, Adron." Amilthi was smiling widely and produced from behind her back, keeping the other hand there, an extraordinary object, a pyramidal Sith holocron presented on her flat palm as if on a tray for him to take.
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