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RE: Gadeon Halvran - aipsylon
Gadeon had been away for some time, and when he returned he was dismayed to find that things had not gotten better in his absence if anything they had gotten worse, the group was now stuck where they were, unable to move on and apparently not listening to even the pull and guiding hand of the force. With Unna and Ashla on their way back up, he settled in to meditate on the situation at hand. He thought that could be because Auro had often used the force to justify his actions and he had broken their trust in it. Unna he was the most shocked by Unna had always been proud of herself and her identity was someone he hardly recognized. On the surface any way. Below, she was the same Unna he would come to find and oddly found a strange amount of comfort in that. Ashla had finally found a path to set herself on. It was something he was hoping would be her calling, though the Jedi here, well they were not the Jedi he knew. The more he looked the more evident the confusion caused by Chancellor Syrdash being the chancellor was. Duncan he did not know well, but seemed to have taken on the role of leader well, though it was a loose position, one that apparently put him over the Vengeance. Damaya had tempered herself a little it seemed but it was clear she had still much the same attitude about how to go about things. Still events that went on troubled him greatly.
First there was this religion started by Graff. He remembered the man his conviction his power, and the touch of darkness. He commanded loyalty always, and though he often touched on the dark side there had always been someone there to pull him back. He wondered who that was this time, who it was that pulled the Lord back to the light when he strayed. This position, so much riding on him he always made life better for those around him, but what would be the cost of it. The light and heaven a dream for the destitute a wonder that would be a great thing to exist, only thing was he was pretty sure it did not, even still how could one say there was no such thing, how could one steal the belief that acting well. It would need to be dealt with, but when who could say, Dogma myths stories woven into the back of it the undoing of the faith would have to be woven into its mythos if it were to come to be one day undone. The key was in his disciples and the misdirection he was sure The followers of heaven would always believe in him, that was what had to break, soon it had to be soon.
The next issue that he encountered was that of Oli city itself. Oppressed by those that supposedly cared for it. He could not understand why Until he met the master of the temple. He needed a transfer Corporations needed oversight to care about more than profit. Guardian seemed unlikely to change their ways, maybe they would be better under new leadership, but it was unlikely that little thing would make the difference this world needed. The more he learned the worse they were. Ang, she had stood up to them and been the perfect example of what happens to those that opposed them. Likely there were many others, like unto her were trapped hidden away to face punishments for doing the right thing. He always tried to stay apart from attachments, but sometimes a face made things real made it easy to see how it is an important issue.
Ni Came next to his thoughts The images she had sent him, her loose desires to simply enjoy life. He had not ever given her the talk about her stance on life because he had never felt the time was right, but he remembered her words in the conference hall. Don't you think someone should do something about it. Yes, yes he did and from the reactions Duncan made it clear he felt the same way. Unna had been hesitant to go. She had never really been a fighter, that was true. Still her eyes, Ashla's ever present sight. Both would be valuable tools on the approach. Diplomatic channels investigations perhaps could prove very helpful in the aftermath, but he was sure things needed more now. It would be something that they could do together. All of them together. It was something and in the aftermath, what would there be to do.
He thought about that next. What to do after. Help, it is what he had always done. Help the Master Stephens find his way here, Help Duncan realize his personal strength, Help the people of Frey, Help Unna. Auro's departure had shaken her to the core of her being affected her so deeply, and there was more that than. Cookies, he did not know what caused it, but he did know no one should have such a negative opinion of cookies.
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