Hera walked slowly down the halls of Tython, closely followed by Faen Akatosh. The events of their previous altercation, having occurred mere hours before, still fresh in her mind. But thoughts of what occurred so recently before, or even thoughts of what might happen next, were not what consumed Hera's mind. Instead, a repeating code echoed through every trace of her thoughts, 'Firmly, firmly, firmly, firmly...' she repeated in her head.
Clenched in her fist, firmly, laid a Sith artifact of unknown origin and unknown design. But it was clearly a Sith artifact, and with every step Hera could feel its dark tendrils pulling her down, increasing its weight. It wanted something from her, it tried to speak to her, but she couldn't hear it. She had trained in anti-mind reading techniques, though she had never really employed them until now. The strongest technique she knew, and the one she employed to block out the whispers of the artifact, was to consume her whole mind with repeating thoughts of her own design.
'Firmly, firmly, firmly, firmly...' And firmly grip the object she did, she would not let it go until she was before the council, before Kaisa. Quietly- no, silently Hera entered the council chambers, her coming having been planned and predicted by the council. Without a word, she walked towards a small pedestal in the middle of the room and dropped the ring onto it. Hera had left her lightsaber outside of the room as well, naturally, as she would not dream of carrying her weapon into a Jedi council chamber, unless there had been a need to surrender it.
Suddenly, as the small metal object hit the cold stone of the pedestal, Hera breathed a sigh of relief. It was as if a massive weight had suddenly been lifted from her shoulders. Hera could finally breathe again.
Clenched in her fist, firmly, laid a Sith artifact of unknown origin and unknown design. But it was clearly a Sith artifact, and with every step Hera could feel its dark tendrils pulling her down, increasing its weight. It wanted something from her, it tried to speak to her, but she couldn't hear it. She had trained in anti-mind reading techniques, though she had never really employed them until now. The strongest technique she knew, and the one she employed to block out the whispers of the artifact, was to consume her whole mind with repeating thoughts of her own design.
'Firmly, firmly, firmly, firmly...' And firmly grip the object she did, she would not let it go until she was before the council, before Kaisa. Quietly- no, silently Hera entered the council chambers, her coming having been planned and predicted by the council. Without a word, she walked towards a small pedestal in the middle of the room and dropped the ring onto it. Hera had left her lightsaber outside of the room as well, naturally, as she would not dream of carrying her weapon into a Jedi council chamber, unless there had been a need to surrender it.
Suddenly, as the small metal object hit the cold stone of the pedestal, Hera breathed a sigh of relief. It was as if a massive weight had suddenly been lifted from her shoulders. Hera could finally breathe again.
@Charles @Logan