Unlearn What You Have Learned (group training, open to Jedi or anyone who'd reasonably be around)

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Qun Vell"] [member="Spark Finn"]

“Good answers, good guesses. Remember, our young Knight’s composure was shot, his balance was off." Shule's eyes flicked to Korr, perhaps involuntarily, and moved on. "His enemies had just revealed that all his friends, and the cause he cared about more than anything, had walked into a trap -- and that they intended to turn his only living family to the Dark Side. He couldn’t keep calm or remember the basics. His discipline was good, but it failed him. He defeated one of them, and then got annihilated by the second enemy, before the first enemy changed sides, so most of the critical moments weren't a matter of numbers. And no, he didn’t have a hold-out blaster.

“The missing element is the will of the Force. That, as much as anything, was what let our young Jedi -- Luke Skywalker -- survive when his two enemies -- Darth Vader and Darth Sidious -- didn’t. Pretty much every factor in that outcome can be traced back to what some folks call the fingerprints of destiny -- everything coming together just right, sometimes as the culmination of patterns that had been going for twenty, thirty years. I believe it was the will of the Force that helped things turn out how they did at the Battle of Endor. And the Force cares more about what you are than what you can do. Being a Jedi isn’t about acquiring special powers, and if you’ve come looking for them you’ll be disappointed. Being a Jedi is about striving to become something that, realistically, you’ll never be: perfect. In touch with the apex expression of all your best qualities. It's about pondering these questions for yourselves over a lifetime.

“This does not mean that invoking the will of the Force lets you attach a big neon ‘the Force wills it’ to your actions. Pretty much every time I’ve ever heard a Jedi say that, either to justify his actions or because he’s a true believer, he’s actually been an extremist. Any Jedi who trades his sense of proportion for a sense of justification is on the path of the Dark Side, no matter how calm and emotionless he is about what he does, no matter how sure he is it’s for the greater good.”

He glanced at the empty space where the spirit of [member="Adele Adonai"] stood, invisible, nothing more than a whisper to most, and he smiled for a moment.

”Question for the class. If the Republic and the Jedi Order and any given Jedi are deeply flawed, if I can drop examples of Republic and Jedi atrocities -- yes, atrocities…” He took a moment to collect his thoughts. He’d been there for some of them, and their aftermath. “If the people and institutions we’ve put our faith in can never measure up to our aspirations, or theirs, why do we stay loyal? And, perhaps more importantly, how can we keep our natural resentment from getting in the way of our work as Jedi, and our connection to the Light Side of the Force?”

 

[Allstar]

For the most part Leem remained quiet, only to reflect upon the words of his peers. It was mostly the fact that he didn't want to give the wrong answer, but how we he ever know if the answer was right or wrong? he wouldn't. it was time he pushed himself to break out of the shell he was begining to incase himself in. He listened on to the cryptic speech of the Master, seems like the council made the right decision in sending him here eh.

“If the people and institutions we’ve put our faith in can never measure up to our aspirations, or theirs, why do we stay loyal? And, perhaps more importantly, how can we keep our natural resentment from getting in the way of our work as Jedi, and our connection to the Light Side of the Force?”

A honest question indeed. Usually the answers were so simple, yet most would search and probe their mind for the most sophisticated answer ever. He had to counter this, what made more sense? he repeated the statement within his head numerous times.

his signal would be him raising a finger, and almost simultaneously he spoke, "Hope...hope that maybe our actions will bring about the greater good. Hoping that things will change with every decision made... perhaps." he said clearing his throat not too long after. he look to his peers for other logical explanations.

[member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Qun Vell"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Shule Windspeaker"]

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

The words of the hermit master stung deeper than Ryan thought possible, touching a part of him that reached back to the early days under Marcello's tutelage. Days of standing in the middle of storms and screaming into the rain and lightning. Destiny. How bitter was that word to him. How much had it stolen from his life. And what did it even now stretch out to rip from him, though he screamed 'til his throat ran hoarse?

And now the master spoke of a second word and he tasted vinegar. Duty. A resurgence of conflict brought to the fore.

He spoke now, after the Nikto, his voice suddenly raw and rough as unquarried stone.

"Yes. We stay because we believe the corruption is not permanent. I stay because I have a duty to fallen companions. We are not a perfect Order. We never have been. But it is our Order. Should I let destiny drag it into the dark?"

The accursed word rolled like acid off his tongue. How could it not, when it had only brought him death and misery?

"As to the latter," he paused, the sudden drop of his heart felt like falling, "I struggle to find an answer."

[member="Shule Windspeaker"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"]

 

[Spark Finn]

[member="Shule Windspeaker"][member="Sophie Gustav"][member="Khaleel Malvern"][member="Vrook Cho Leem"][member="Ryan Korr"][member="Graxin Rade"][member="Qun Vell"][member="Adele Adonai"]

"Thanks," she whispered, eyes darting shyly from their corners to the face of Qun and back down to the juice box. She popped the straw out of the flimsy plastic casing and into the top of the box. Sandy-brows knit together at Master Windbreaker....no....Windspeaker's question. Up until this point the slicer had only been loyal to herself, so she couldn't speak about loyalty to others.

Hope made sense. It was hard for her to say what her mouth wanted her to say. It just sounded a little too Temply of an answer. She took a sip of the 'juice' box and sputtered in the back.

Ohhhh. Liquid courage. She shot Qun a look before speaking. Eyes watered slightly beneath glass lenses.

"Maybe by giving others grace, too? You said it, we're all imperfect and we all make mistakes. If we resent others without realizing we have the potential to make the same mistakes, well, that takes a lot of pride. Instead of pointing fingers at others, maybe we should focus on our own connection to the force and what we're doing with it. I dunno."

Bony shoulders shrugged in the grey hoodie. Hand went for the juice box.

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Given the follow up question [member="Shule Windspeaker"] had presented Sophie was at a lost for words. Though thankfully those like [member="Ryan Korr"] and [member="Vrook Cho Leem"] had managed their own answers. Hearing them she agreed yet began to feel some deep sense of pressure all of a sudden. Was there really that much to rely on when it came to the Jedi? She'd always thought since they were with the Republic that people would be more open towards them. Apparently not. Though given the fact there were splinter groups of Jedi all about the galaxy, apparently even some of them didn't fully agree. It made her wonder why they were so splintered when they were supposed to be protectors of the galaxy. These thoughts obviously enmiated loudly in her to where she didn't realize if anyone else was sensing them; something she hadn't had control of yet.

[member="Spark Finn"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"] [member="Qun Vell"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Adele Adonai"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"]

Shule nodded as each Padawan spoke, then shrugged and turned to Korr. "I wish I had a comprehensive answer for you. I've struggled with the same question myself. Think back to your earliest training. 'Does it control my actions?' 'Partially, but it also obeys your commands.' The Force isn't omniscient or omnipotent; the will of the Force doesn't override individual agency. I feel it's a compensating influence. No matter how many evil actions take place, no matter how many mistakes we make, no matter what the repercussions are or how many friends we lose, I tend to believe the Force will find a way to restore balance, at least in the broad strokes.

"This is a pretty decent opportunity to touch on one of the most misunderstood bits of Jedi tradition there is -- the prophecy of the Chosen One. For centuries, the Jedi believed that someone would come to restore balance to the Force. They didn't know what that meant; they had no context. As the Clone Wars wore on and Sidious' power increased, the Jedi Council realized that their ability to feel and use the Force had diminished, but they kept it a secret from the Republic's leaders. They didn't want anyone to know that the Force actually was tipping out of balance -- and then they died and the balance was wrecked, completely wrecked. That probably doesn't mean they were destined to die, or that the Force wanted the Jedi Order destroyed. I tend to believe the Chosen One restoring balance to the Force -- Anakin Skywalker defecting from the Sith and killing Sidious -- was the Force enabling sentient agency to make a correction to a condition that was also created by sentient agency. Our choices were the problem; they also formed the solution. Destiny, in the sense of an outcome we'll face regardless of our choices, has no place in our religion. The Force works with and foresees our choices; it doesn't decide our choices any more than it decides the choices of the Sith. It's like..."

He drifted off. "Look, I was a father," he said at last, voice tight -- a mark not just of pain, but of how seriously he took the issue. "My kid was a troublemaker. He knew exactly what to do to create maximum chaos, and I had a pretty good idea of what he was going to do, not because I knew the future, but because I knew him. The Force, for a whole variety of reasons, knows us all better than I knew my son. When tragedies and disappointments come, they come because of choices and because of random chance, the laws of nature. That's how I see it, anyway. Is there more to the picture? Absolutely. Do I have it? Does any Jedi? No." He shrugged again. "Someday we'll understand, but that's a life and a death away for each of us.

"Sorry I've drifted a little, class, but these are important questions for all of us Jedi to ponder. You need to come to your own conclusions over a lifetime. Let me toss in a question that I actually do want answers to, one that's related to this but also from the last question I asked, about staying faithful to flawed or incomplete institutions, philosophies, and people. Considering the various Jedi and Lightsider groups, their schisms, differences, allegiances -- considering all the Jedi who've left the Republic and the Order over matters of conscience -- my followup question is this: what are the likely consequences of using the label true Jedi?" He looked around, still kneeling by one wall of the circular room. Much like a round table, in its way. "We've all heard it - 'they're not true Jedi,' 'they've lost their way,' 'why aren't there any real Jedi anymore.' How much value does that label have, if any, and what happens as a result? It may sound like I'm leading the witness here, but I firmly believe you all have insights on this, maybe even experiences. If you haven't had the chance to answer my last question, consider this all a part of the same question. Please -- feel free to share your thoughts, all of you." Amusement flickered in his eyes. "This time I'll wait for all of you to speak; all that want to, anyway."

 

[Arage Bao]

Once again the thief thought about this, pondered. He wasn’t all that sure about that Will of the Force stuff, all things put aside Khal was a simple guy, who liked the simple things in life. A blaster? He could understand that. Outsmart someone? Sure, he could get that too. But the Will of the Force? Too meta, too much aloof from the real world if you asked him.

That being said, this one didn’t seem that hard.

‘It creates arrogance.’ Khaleel wagered. ‘Hubris and resentment. All groups will consider themselves the true Jedi and through it few if any will want to close bridges went that keeps standing in the way. They will be pushed from each other before the negotiations even start.’

He rubbed his nose, coughed and then added. ‘At least, that’s what I think.’

[member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"] [member="Qun Vell"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Adele Adonai"] [member="Shule Windspeaker"]

 

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Graxin had been one of those Jedi to label his brethren lost. It was a decision made for his own reasons shared between himself and his Padawan. Perhaps that had been overzealous, or even foolish in hindsight. Still, even as Master Windspeaker asked the question, he found himself growing more ridged in his stance. Now was not the time to buckle under the judgement of others, or anything of the like.

His lips pursed as he stared to articulate the beginnings of an explanation, only for the words to die a silent death in the back of his throat. Windspeaker had said not to teach, and Graxin himself decided his own explanation would be as much an attempt to sway minds as it was a harmless observation. This was a pure place, not somewhere he should feel the need to defend his actions for.

Silently, he continued to listen, looking all the more embarrassed for his sudden reluctance to speak. Perhaps he was only being cowardly?

The errant Jedi swallowed heavily, and shook his head. Now was a time for wisdom, not an outburst of any sort.

It was the that he thought he might have seen something flickering just on the edge of his vision. A sudden change to the environment that had not been present before--a specter. He turned to look, only to see nothing in the spot. His mind was playing tricks on him again, it seemed.





[member="Adele Adonai"] [member="Shule Windspeaker"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

"But the Sith are just the same." Sophie added, amongst all of the talking and suggestions that were thrown around after [member="Shule Windspeaker"] had given his statements to the group. "I mean right now there's only the 'One Sith' group out there. Yet Sith are exsistant in other factions as well. The Fringe. Parts of the Systems Alliance. Even some of the criminal groups like the Red Ravens have Sith as part of thier ranks. But then we Jedi have people scattered about as well, not all strictly within the bounds of the Republic." She looked to Windspeaker and said "Like you, Master. And like few of you as well." she indicated some of the students who she knew weren't with the Republic jedi like her. "I think what's truly lacking is that no one really knows anymore. What makes a Sith or Jedi. It's not a matter of using the force and then deciding to use the dark or light side. It's how you chose to weild it."

[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Sophie Gustav"]

"Is Force Drain still of the Dark Side if used with the best intentions? Probably. Is a simple Force push of the Dark Side if done in anger? Probably. Is a simple Force push of the Dark Side if done calmly, with what you think are the best intentions, but if what you're doing involves domination, enforcing your perspective on others? Probably."

 

[Adele Adonai]

A Jedi uses the Force for knowledge and defense, never for aggression or personal gain.​

​

Windspeaker would find the cordial smile returned as well with an incline of her head. Ever so quietly, the Force Ghost of Jedi Knight A'dele Adonnai would weave her way through the padawans and observers.

The way of the Jedi had been a struggle for the Iridonian female. A daily struggle that accounted for her strict adhesion to the traditional tenets. The Jedi Code of Old was her mantra, her focus in hours of daily meditation to reach serenity. For while in life the violet tattoo'd visage of the female appeared calm, she was a turbulent charge of emotions that desperately needed to find peace.

As they say, still waters run deep.

It is why the woman aspired in the healing route. Why her focus went towards perfection in meditation. While she knew the theory of many of the advanced forms of healing, she could never be one of the greats in practice for she still had trouble finding her core. It is in meditation that she truly excelled, and the only venue she had to find a measure of calm.

Was there a true Jedi?

No, there was not. For they are all struggling sapients who know their flaws but still aspire to walk the path of the Light.

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

A burden slipped from Ryan's shoulders, the weight of being destined toward some unknown purpose. Some death. It did not fall, not entirely, but the enigmatic master's words had lessened the millstone. Not a comprehensive answer, Ryan wasn't sure such a thing existed, but it helped.

He frowned at Sophie's answer.

"There are Dark Siders with good intentions, just as there are Jedi with good intentions, but I cannot agree with Padawan Gustav. The Dark corrupts. It has always been thus. I don't know why. I only know that any who have gone to the Dark Side either fall to decay of mind and flesh, or return to the Light."

The frown deepened.

"As for True Jedi. There are some...."

A flood of images. Graug burning to ash beneath the eyes of a fox; a blonde haired figure turning his back at the height of their need; a woman with ambition slaughtering until she had 'ended' evil.

Ryan ground his teeth, then continued,

"There are some who are overzealous. Dangerous." His eyes flicked past Rade. "Corrupt. Perhaps we find a need to distance ourselves from them."

[member="Shule Windspeaker"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Qun Vell"]

 

[Qun Vell]

Seeing that this was more of a philosophical lesson than one that required his immediate strength in the Force Qun decided that more alcohol probably wouldn't help him much. Though, he had just started a new box of juice, and one more couldn't hurt . . . After finishing another juice box and a half Qun decided to speak, not in any shame despite the slightly judgemental looks of [member="Spark Finn"].

"I can't, we can't shift what happened. Or what people think. Or, no, we shouldn't." He said, after realizing that Jedi could in fact, change what people thought. "All everybody can do is keep going. People might call you colupt and you might have made mistakes but that doesn't mean you should ever stop trying. I don't know about names, or labels, but as for stayin on track? Lemme shay this. A man should never go to the bar alone, because once you're there you'll never realize you're drunk until you're passed out at a fuel station two blocks over trying to get some bantha milk. But when you go with friends they'll tell you 'Qun, you're drunk, you need to go home' and if they're good friends they'll tell you when you're still smart 'nuff to see what's goin on, and you'll go with 'em. If no jedai is above coluption, then the best thing is have friends watchin us."


[member="Shule Windspeaker"]

 

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Graxin most certainly caught that look. He didn't recall the boy; not his name anyway. He'd seen him about; here and there before leaving Ossus, and they had likely spoken a time or two. He offered the Knight a smile that looked entirely kindly.

He'd enjoyed listening to the lesson, but it seemed his presence might cause some sort of disruption in the future. Wordlessly, Graxin turned about and took his leave. He would send his Padawan here to listen to the wisdom of the Masters soon enough.

He gave no pause as he strode out the main entrance.

Do I know him? They've already begun spreading their lies.

He wished Windspeaker his best, and had agreed not to disrupt things. He would remain on Dantooine for a bit of time, heading off into the hills simply to see the fabled world, but would otherwise give the enclave a wide berth for the time being .




[member="Ryan Korr"]

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

Rade left, abruptly. There hadn't been a hint of recognition of his eyes. Perhaps he'd forgotten Korriban and Odium. Either way, Korr was not entirely sorry to see him go. He knew little of the Ession Reformation, but he knew enough to know their methods. The same methods as Selena Halcyon.

Extermination.

Still, the smile had been a gentle one. If the man no longer wished to participate in the discussion, then that was his prerogative, but insofar as it was in Ryan's power the conversation would remain one of words, not blades.

He sighed through the nose. Maybe he'd been wrong to make the assertion, but if the various Jedi of the galaxy could not endure simple criticism without leaving the room, Korr had little hope for success against the One Sith. His words were meant to spark the fires of discussion that might draw them, like a camp fire, together. Instead they only alienated with their heat.

A tuck of the chin, an infinitesimal droop of the head beneath the bite of shame. The memory of Ashin Varanin leaving his training came back in full force. Would he ever grow wiser? Was he that much in the wrong?

Truly, I must be the worst diplomat in the Jedi Order.

[member="Graxin Rade"]

 

[Spark Finn]

She finished up the 'juice' box as Qun finished.

He made her smile. He really...

"Hheeeeyuuuuuup," hand slapped over her mouth, sandy-brows shooting skyward in embarrassment. She proceeded to have a more muffled hiccup. Shoulders shook as the slicer tried to hold her breath and count to ten at the same time. "Heeyup." Freckled-cheeks burned.

"Maste-heeyup. I think heeeyup it goes back toheeyup, your original heeyup point. The label heeyup true jedi heeyup shouldn't exist or be usedheeyup because heeyup being perfect heeyup doesn't exist- heeyup."

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@Shule Windspeaker @Sophie Gustav @Khaleel Malvern @Vrook Cho Leem @Ryan Korr @Graxin Rade @Qun Vell @Adele Adonai

 

[Tydeus of Tion]

"There's a ghost behind you."

Ryan pointed behind [member="Spark Finn"], where [member="Adele Adonai"] hovered, blue and translucent.

 

[Adele Adonai]

You will know when you are calm, at peace. Passive. ​

A Jedi uses the Force for knowledge and defense, never for attack.​

~ Jedi Master Yoda​

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Self-discipline was one of the key concepts of Jedi behavior and perhaps the crux of this particular quest of introspection. In it one was to conquer such attributes such as arrogance, overconfidence, and recklessness. There were others, but these were perhaps the most commonly seen and exposed to.

While A'dele would listen in to the various responses, the red-haired knight would point her out. Did he have an affinity for detecting Force ghosts like Jedi Eden? Curious.

Nonetheless, the warmth of comfort would touch [member="Spark Finn"], intending to soothe her into relaxation and end the hiccups. Would she to turn, she would see nothing but empty air.

Everything had a time and place. Even her presence.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Qun Vell"] [member="Adele Adonai"] [member="Ryan Korr"] [member="Spark Finn"] [member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Khaleel Malvern"] [member="Vrook Cho Leem"]



An uncomfortable silence took form after Rade left. Given too many stimuli requiring a response, Shule opted to forge ahead with the lesson.

"I tend to be the sort of person who addresses the nerf in the room," said Shule after all had had a chance to speak. "Our guest just now was Lord Graxin Rade, a Master loosely affiliated with the Jedi Order, and a man who practices the belief that sometimes Jedi Lords are necessary -- he rules worlds. His fellowship includes people who've been known to consider all of us 'not true Jedi', 'heretics,' and so forth. I'm not saying that they're the other, the enemy and so forth, you understand. They have their reasons. But ultimately, no matter what you do or how well you do it or how pure you try to keep your intentions, someone, somewhere, will say you're not a true Jedi, and they'll resent you for it. This is why we talked about resentment, because it's so easy to see hypocrisy in all of us, all Jedi, if you choose to look for it. A wise man once said that if you look for the bad in humankind, expecting to find it, you surely will. Some of us have been through so much stress and pain that we feel the need to find a target for our resentment rather than dealing with it. Anger, contention, bitterness, self-centeredness, judgmentalism -- these are paths to the Dark Side, and always have been, no matter what label of justification we stick on. Is it necessary to make judgments on whether a potentially wayward Jedi would benefit from fellowship or might be too physically or spiritually dangerous to include? Yes, but we need to strive to keep our own feelings out of it, and we need to be able to make practical judgments while avoiding condemnatory final judgments.

"Let's look at a classic example of an issue that divides the Jedi: political leadership. There have been times when Jedi have been asked to take major public offices, by various populations and groups with more or less legitimacy than others. After the Pius Dea era, for example, when the true Jedi emerged from a millennium of exile to take down the fanatics and fallen Jedi who controlled the Republic, a Jedi was named Supreme Chancellor. During the New Sith Wars eighteen, nineteen hundred years ago, the Republic was in such a shambles that some worlds selected Jedi Lords to lead and protect them. Less radically, about eight hundred years ago a Jedi named Tenel Ka wound up as hereditary queen of the Hapes Cluster, and had to make a choice between active participation in the Order and her duty to her people. A decade or so later, the Galactic Alliance was led by a triumvirate that included Grandmaster Saba Sebatyne. And there are all sorts of other examples that didn't lead to ruin and the Dark Side.

"In the modern era, people like Lord Rade or the Silver Jedi, maybe even Ayden Cater of the Omega Protectorate or Ashin Varanin of the Lords of the Fringe, people who exist on the edges of the Jedi Order, have taken or been given political and military power over territory, with varying results. As you can imagine, there's an awful lot of debate over this, some of it very...passionate. For example, the Silver Jedi Order controls territory, worlds, is sustained by their taxes, actively takes new worlds under its protection. Right beside it is the Levantine Sanctum, a loose-knit group of worlds in Wild Space, some of whose patrollers are Jedi or former Jedi who left the Order during a time when Jedi control over the Republic was very powerful. Conscientious objector is the term. Some Jedi serve in the Silvers and the Levantine patrollers, but not many, because the Silver Jedi have moderately absolute political authority and the Levantine patrollers don't believe in that. The Levantine worlds have no Jedi political leaders, or military leaders above Captain rank. Those two regions of space contrast with each other. Both sides are moderately faithful to the Light Side, and contain some exemplary Jedi. Both have been targets of the 'not true Jedi' label; members of both have used that label on the main Jedi Order. Who's right? Who's wrong? How much does it matter, compared to the resentment and judgment that result -- a little, a lot, none, all? You can see why issues of power are very topical.

"Questions for the class, and there's room for plenty of opinions on this one. Is there such a thing as a valid time for a Jedi to be in charge as a final authority, or does unquestioned power inevitably corrupt? Or am I throwing a false dichotomy at you? What forms might corruption take -- what would be the motives, paths, choices that could lead well-meaning people to the Dark Side if they find themselves in a position of power? What do we have to watch for in ourselves, and how much do we have the right or responsibility to watch or correct others, if at all? Where's the line? Are there alternatives to judgment and confrontation, just as there are alternatives to fighting?"

 

[The End Narrator]

“If I may, Master." She spoke up from the rear, raising two fingers in the air as she did so. “I don’t think power and corruption work hand in hand, in every case.” She lowered her hand slowly and gestured to the right, her gaze following her gesture as she did so. “One could use Lord Hoth as a perfect example of a Jedi who had power and was in a position of authority, yet he didn't become corrupt. In-fact he even united the Republic under a single banner."

She shifted her gaze to [member="Shule Windspeaker"]. “I don’t think it’s a question that can be universally defined as each of us is different regardless of the Force that binds us together.” She made a gesture to each individual in the room before coming back to point to herself.

“Yes, Jedi could be in positions of power at times, but even then there has to be someone to watch them.” She said bluntly and as she did, she raised both hands up in a hold-up motion. “There are those who allow their personal motives, feelings and desires to get the best of them and corruption itself can manifest into these emotions, feelings or sentiments and before you know it…you have a problem on your hands.”

She lowered her hands and shrugged. “In the end, we’re mortal and everyone has a point where their control begins to break. How you handle it is how you’re defined.”

She shook her head softly. “I’ve been down that road before and I’ve seen what it can do but I’ve also seen how to handle it when it does come to the surface.” She made her way away from the back of the room and more to the side, moving out of the way of the students and others present. She quielty looked about as she moved, attempting to maintain eye-contact with Master Windspeaker as best as possible while she spoke, searching for a clear path to the wall on her right side. Slowly, she maneuvered her way through students and objects alike till she arrived at the wall. As she reached the wall, her gaze faltered for a moment, her back coming to rest upon smooth yet odd surface of the wall itself.

Damn it all if the circular room made it difficult to get comfortable. She shifted slightly and fidgeted a bit as she finished speaking. Her eyes resting upon Shule as she softly said. “Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to learn all I could from him, but what I did learn was that he was the best at what he did…”

[member="Ryan Korr"] | [member="Spark Finn"] | [member="Qun Vell"] | [member="Adele Adonai"] | [member="Sophie Gustav"] | [member="Vrook Cho Leem"]