Dawn Comes
He took to kneeling within the semi-circle the other padawans had formed around their lecturer, torso supported less by the hands he kept at rest atop his thighs and more by his core.
Despite his reservations about emotion, he attempted to follow the Knight's words and take in the frame of mind from which those beliefs arose. He found it difficult. For the past two decades, he was taught to eschew emotion, to distance himself from all attachment and remain impartial, separated. The code itself taught as much, he believed, a dogma he'd adhered to as one of the few core tenants of his world view. Since his arrival on Peace, however, those tenants did not appear as steadfast as he once perceived them to be. So many new perspectives on matters he thought set in stone had unbalanced his credence to the point that he felt the need to seek out the truth.
When the Knight finished with his question, Bernard expected an order to their answers. An assumption that resulted from his upbringing on Arkania, where the Jedi had favoured rigid structures. The almost chaotic responses quickly caused his sense of discipline to falter, allowing unfamiliarity to settle and usher in a sense of discomfort. He had to remind himself he was no longer on Arkania to keep himself from being stunned to silence amongst these strangers.
"An apt comparison." he nodded towards the human. Jasper Candos
"Death is perhaps the most extreme result." he began, a scientific dryness to his voice as he spoke. "A result of either frustration or fear. Two emotions that exponentially build if left unimpeded and lead to reduced effectiveness as a Jedi, depending in severity on the individual's disposition. Ultimately, invariably I would claim, such a progression of emotion leads to an explosive, self-destructive outburst resultant in a fall to" he glanced towards the mirialan ( Acaadi ) while he spoke to give a brief nod, "the dark side, with little more than further pain, fear, and hatred sowed."
Caedyn Arenais Amani Serys Kyra Perl Phalsi Drynchen Ura Iolar
Despite his reservations about emotion, he attempted to follow the Knight's words and take in the frame of mind from which those beliefs arose. He found it difficult. For the past two decades, he was taught to eschew emotion, to distance himself from all attachment and remain impartial, separated. The code itself taught as much, he believed, a dogma he'd adhered to as one of the few core tenants of his world view. Since his arrival on Peace, however, those tenants did not appear as steadfast as he once perceived them to be. So many new perspectives on matters he thought set in stone had unbalanced his credence to the point that he felt the need to seek out the truth.
When the Knight finished with his question, Bernard expected an order to their answers. An assumption that resulted from his upbringing on Arkania, where the Jedi had favoured rigid structures. The almost chaotic responses quickly caused his sense of discipline to falter, allowing unfamiliarity to settle and usher in a sense of discomfort. He had to remind himself he was no longer on Arkania to keep himself from being stunned to silence amongst these strangers.
"An apt comparison." he nodded towards the human. Jasper Candos
"Death is perhaps the most extreme result." he began, a scientific dryness to his voice as he spoke. "A result of either frustration or fear. Two emotions that exponentially build if left unimpeded and lead to reduced effectiveness as a Jedi, depending in severity on the individual's disposition. Ultimately, invariably I would claim, such a progression of emotion leads to an explosive, self-destructive outburst resultant in a fall to" he glanced towards the mirialan ( Acaadi ) while he spoke to give a brief nod, "the dark side, with little more than further pain, fear, and hatred sowed."
Caedyn Arenais Amani Serys Kyra Perl Phalsi Drynchen Ura Iolar
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