RE: Gadeon Halvran - aipsylon
Meditations on Frey-
It was late in the day when Unna came to them with a vision she had had. The first thing that Auro suggested was talking to Graff, to avoid what was to be done and to set in motion spiraling events that could not be predicted, rendering the information her vision showed almost meaningless. Gadeon misinterpreted that vision of hers badly when she looked at it he thought it was done when Master Durase set about diffusing it in the banquet hall, but then they returned and it seemed that light sabers were still out, they still were stealing speeders to travel. He would have followed, but there was something more about it, his thoughts raced he thought he fought to think, and as he did he settled his mind, deep breaths, in and out, calming his mind, removing the emotion, the anger, the fear, the guilt, all that he had in all those things and as he did he settled himself to look at what happened.
The Party for the king went well, had the night ended there it would have been a great success. They had learned more about the political climate there, and as they did, they found those that might be friends, learned of those that might be enemies. Learned of Asguardians and the history the history books did not teach. Much was gathered and the crisis Unna had seen averted. As he thought about it His blaming Auro faded, no, Auro had done exactly what was right, with but words he had managed to diffuse a very volatile situation. The question at that point was what had he given up to do it. Nothing, but he agreed to talk to Gadeon, which he did, and he pleaded his case. All Gadeon had to do was look the other way and all would have kept on going as it had been. Was that so bad, things functioned, there was a status quo. A certain topic for later meditations.
As he continued to play through the events that had taken place that night, he arrived at the conversation with Graff. He considered an important event, that is what he had said. Gadeon would disagree with it, that is what he said. Gadeon allowed fear to touch him then, not the jedi way, but it had happened. He must be more vigilant of that in the future, more vigilant against fear. What would he object to that was not against the law. Graff was full of emotion, he had made the events of that night personal, but Gadeon was unable to sense what it was.
He had agreed not to follow them, to Graff, and to Auro, he would not break his word to Auro, He had earned his trust. He could not go there and so he sent the girls ahead to stall while he went to do the only thing he could to continue to uphold what was important to him, the things he would disapprove of morally unconscionable acts or illegal acts. It was his duty to act against such things. He ha been boxed out and going to the headmaster was the only thing he had allowed.
Going to the headmaster had not been a wise choice. Seeing what he saw in the headmaster's eyes back home there had not been such malice, of course there things had been fair and equal, no such tacked and buying patronage it lead to all sorts of corruption in the order, paths that lead easily to the dark side. He had spoken with the Headmaster and saw glee in inflicting suffering on another.
It got even worse when they arrived at the wedding and he saw what it was for. He saw what was happening. The others were all arrested, they had stolen two speeders, that was not wrong. For his courage in reporting the popular groups he was offered patronage, a master, he had earned the right to be a padawan. As he thought about what that meant though, he knew what he had to do. It did take courage, but that is not what his reward was for. He needed no reward, not one inspired by joy derived from suffering.
He knew what he had to do. Both sides were very wrong in the events that had taken place that night, was he wrong in what he had done. Had he trusted Graff, he may have been more hesitant to tell the headmaster all his ideas, he should have reported just the facts of the matter, not his suspicions. He had come from a place where the facts were what mattered, not what one was suspected of. With this king though...he did not know if such a one could be trusted. Things were going to get bad, he suspected that they would be very bad. This session had helped him, he had made mistakes, others had made mistakes, all of this. He stood to take the first step in leaving, he headed once more to the Headmaster.
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