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Aliyah walked along the flora and fauna of the thick jungle world of Tython, murmuring beneath her breath as she collected a gentle amount of items to bury in the place of her father's body. She had been warned against trying to retrieve is, so she didn't rush off and get herself killed in the process. She'd let the majority of those people who had been close to him know where the small and humble funeral would be held. All of his possessions had been placed on a funeral pyre, as was custom, and she knew that he'd want to go out in the fire like his father before him.
We lost you too early. But at least you're at peace now.
She hoped she wouldn't be alone. After this, she planned to "bury" Jace and then Eivor, giving each of them the respect they deserved. A respect the Sith would never show. But this wasn't the time to think about the Sith, or the war, this was a time to think about her father and what he had done and accomplished in his life. What had Venatus Phoenix been to the Galaxy? What had he meant to those who knew him best? To her, he'd always been a father figure, even before they were close. He struggled with a lot of self blame, regret and despair when it came to the fate of his home and family. He had extreme symptoms of amnesia and the messy things that came with it, including a loss of purpose in his life, a purpose she'd been told had been returned to him.
The Jedi Order had given him a home in the last few weeks of life, and she'd never seen him happier, and she was so thankful that he died knowing that he was cared for. Most people only ever saw the hard and serious side of him, but he had always genuinely been a fun and caring person, and definitely the strongest she'd likely ever know. He wasn't leaving just her behind either, her adoptive sister Kathry was still out there with the Sith. And his son, a son that she doubted even he knew about, walked with the Jedi still. Aliyah would make sure his legacy was carried on, she would carry the torch that he once did and do everything in her power to stop the ones that had killed him. Placing the last stone on the pyre, she stepped back and took a deep breath.
It's going to be time soon.
Of all three, it was Jace's death that had shocked her the most. She had only just started to know him, and she didn't think it would have stung nearly as bad as it did now.
Well I guess we'll never know... I'm sorry, Jace...
She knew others would be coming. Jace was know throughout the Order for his positive attitude, he'd touched the lives of more people than she could think to count. He always seemed to see the best in people, and tried to help them with whatever problems holding them back. And somehow, he always managed to do it while dealing with his own issues, smiling the whole way through. He'd been one of the most fun Jedi she'd ever met, and she'd always heard he was a pleasure to be around.
Aliyah had no idea what they would have become had he lived, and the more she thought about the possibilities the sadder she seemed to grow. So instead, she decided to think about all the positives he had done. He'd helped the Jedi Order retake Tython, working with the likes of Jedi Masters Hinlo and Sage to bring down the many vicious abominations that had once called Tython home. Even the earth she walked on now was free thanks in no small part to him. He'd been there on Kashyyyk, and helped defend the wookies from trandoshan slave traders, earning favor for the Order. He'd done so much for so many people, this was absolutely no way for a guy like him to have died, but at least he went out doing what he believed in.
Eivor had been a new person in her life, one she'd only ever met once. But she knew that Jace had viewed her as a close friend, and that was enough for Aliyah to trust her. There were many rumours going around about exactly how trustworthy she'd really been, but whatever had happened on Manaan... She'd died like a true Jedi. And the girl hoped and prayed with all her heart that she would finally find some rest. Life didn't treat Evee right, it never had, and she did what she had to do to survive. It's especially hard to turn on those who you once considered family, only after realizing they would kill you just as soon as help you. To Aliyah, no matter what the Galaxy may say, she would always be a Knight, and she'd be buried like one alongside those who had fought and died beside her. It was the right of anyone and everyone to be buried with all the respect and honor they deserved, and hopefully her soul would pass quickly and join with Ven and Jace in the Living Force.
I'll wait for the others, then we can start.
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