The Heart of the Force

[Lief]

[Eli Koreve]

The merging of the Silver Jedi and the Levantine Sanctum had come as quite a surprise to Eli. Though he did suppose it made some sense, given the similarity of their doctrine.

For once the Mirialan was not outside, but instead sat within the Archives surrounded by tomes and holocrons. He had much to discover and learn, and was knee-deep in philosophy. He wore a simple tunic and trousers over which rested his robes; all was neat and clean, as it should be. While Jedi knew not pride, they still had to upkeep their appearance. They were figureheads, after all, whether they liked it or not.

He preferred to write by hand, rather than making use of a datapad. His head was low as he focused on etching out each and every symbol which made up the Jedi Mantra, Refined Code and New Jedi Code. The latter was the one he least agreed with, though it was enlightening when viewed within the context of its era.

The Mantra was the one he uttered most commonly, however he preferred the complexity of the Refined. Anything which brought about an internal debate within a structure such as the Jedi Order was good. It got people talking rather than blindly following.

He had not spoken to Master Whitelight since they had met in the gardens. Part of him worried that his self-induced isolation during this complex time in his personal training had made the woman think twice about taking him on. Truth be told he would not have blamed her. Having a student who was so used to orchestrating their own lessons, their own training and education, must have its complications. He only hoped that it was not too late to receive guidance from someone within the Order, before he became one of the many forgotten faces who joined one of the Corps.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Never had Eli been far from her mind, even when he didn't think she was keeping an watchful eye on him he was in more then one way. It was as part of one of the Master of the Shadow that she keep track off him. Even if he never thought anyone was there in his own isolation there was her in the shadows.

Today was different she would come to him, to see how he was progressing, feeling it was time for him to come with her to train. Even so she knew that was her appears he would have question, she knew she would have to have answer for him. It was the moment in the force that flowed around her in this place.

Even herself having be where he had been being wanting be lone to have the force guild her. Always had she been there would always be there as one full of the wisdom one would need in the force to have that true balance with in the force itself.

As she went into the room letting her foot steps be light, as she let herself gaze around at the many other student with in this very room seeing out knowledge that one would need to farther there training.

"I hope your studies are going well for you Eli."
[member="Snowflake"]

 

[Lief]

The boy all but jumped to the sound of a voice, having been deep in his studied. Odd how different types of meditation could provoke different states of mind - had he been exercising like the first time they met he would have spotted her a mile away. But he supposed that clearing his mind and cramming his mind had different effects.

Either way, Eli found himself immediately rising up as he recognized the voice, lowering his body into a deep and respectful bow of greeting.

"Master Whitelight" he said, by way of greeting, "They are indeed. How is the day treating you?"

Looking back up the boy set down the pencil still within his grasp and smoothed down his robes once again. It had been quite some time since they had last met, he had not seen her once, yet he had spent so much time immersed in his work that it felt as if barely a week had passed.

[member="Maya Whitelight"]

 

[Maya Carrick]

Giving nothing a way but it was what happening inside of her that got her a chuckle to herself. Even know he had that sense about him of being respectful that they would have to work on him being mindful of all his surrounding. Even so she found herself wondering what kind of jedi Eli would became. It wasn't up for her to shape him but to guild him.

Giving a way of finding another seat by him, for now this would do to talk. "I see your reading up on, it does ones great to seek out knowledge but without experience one can't get the whole picture of the force itself, the force itself is living." as she smile down at him putting her hand upon his shoulder. Once again letting him answer before speaking once again.

[member="Eli Koreve"]

 

[Lief]

He watched her with thinly veiled curiosity as she pondered the situation, making no move to sit or speak. As ever he remained respectful while in the presence of his elders, those within the Order who had experience far beyond anything he could ascertain. His hands, now devoid of anything, settled down at his back, interlocking to show that she had his full attention.

"Of course, Master; knowledge is just one facet of not only our Order but life itself. The Jedi's foundation is the Three Pillars, and Knowledge remains to be just one of them. Neither one being more important than the other, it remains to be that we must focus equal time on all of them. The Force, Knowledge and Self-Discipline. I'm more well versed in the latter, which pertains to training, meditation and much of our lesser known tenets; as a result, I thought it best to even the scales."

He had spent the past week within the Archives, leaving only to eat, sleep and meditate... Not counting his daily work out. It would not do to let his body slip from its peak condition.

[member="Maya Whitelight"]