Open The Master Plan: Part I

[Hauron Solus]

The ways of mystics and wizards were beyond Hauron's comprehension and that was only becoming more apparent with each passing moment. He could not fathom the reasoning or what was truly going on beyond what he could see. But the Mandalorian knew he did not have the whole picture.

The approach of new arrivals was observed by the alert Mandalorian. Two more strangers came into view with time. Hauron looked each of them over with an analytical gaze though all they would see is the blank T visor reflecting the occasional flash of lightening and a helm that shed the rain to rivulets. It would seem the once sparse opening was now drawing a crowd of strangers to gather. A darkly garbed figure with bandoleers of bottles approached bearing possibly a corpse along his back, calling the woman by the same name as the blind man had. Then a young girl called out to Jade in turn. It was clear that many of these individuals cared for her, or what might happen if she continued with her actions.

Things always seemed to change as quickly as the weather. The feeling of a threat just around the corner prickled at the back of the warrior's neck. Danger loomed over the young Mikkian darker and more intimidating than a storm cloud. Things could make a turn for the worst if he chose to escalate. But his hand stayed from his blaster even when Jade called for him to shoot the Mirulakan. A blaster bolt could not be returned back to the weapon from whence it came and be reloaded into a spent power pack that had produced it. Once pulled, it was forever fired. So Hauron relied on his discipline and instincts rather than let his fear of the unknown guide his actions.

Hauron looked to the side, as if to see what kind of expression was written on Romeo's emotionless helmet before turning back to the group of assembled strangers. Retaining a calm composure, it was too early for him to take action. Being the quiet and stoic presence he had learned from watching his father, Hauron would stand in the rain and wait to see how things would play out. Part of him wanted to approach the trouble woman, to offer her solace from what ailed her. But he was not sure this Jade would accept his help. Not in the way he wanted to provide it. Even so, the Solus doubted what kind of care he could provide the blue robed woman.

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[Romeo Solus]

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Romeo nodded towards Hauron as he made his approach, paying attention to what the younger Solus had to say regarding finding other Mandalorians. He himself however was not on the same mission as Hauron and instead had virtually no idea of this rendezvous with others. Back of his mind was focused on the arm's deal that he had to meet soon though these turn of events was certainly putting a slight deterrent in his timeliness.

Then of course, things got interesting...

The young girl threw a bounty on the Jedi or at least the male that looked like a Jedi. Her apparent reasons were that he was causing her pain and went into detail regarding some wizardry which truthfully, Romeo had no idea about but seemingly he would for the moment give benefit of doubt to Jade. So as she commanded, he obliged.

Trained reflexes instantly guided his hands as they snapped down at his waists, drawing out the dual wielded Merr-Sonn blaster pistols set in heavy stun. He fired twice at Zerath's upper right torso and once at his bottom left flank; considering that the Jedi did not have his lightsaber drawn and dodging was not an option in such close range, Romeo felt that even if he missed, he wouldn't really miss. @SlagathorTheUnknown

Immediately after firing, Romeo's right hand blaster swept to its side, leveling his aim upon the other male that had joined them, though he did not fire on this individual just yet. @Evan

"How about this one kid, any problems with him?" Romeo asked to Jade, wondering if this male had also hurt or harassed her. "I never really trusted him, walking around with that blindfold and shit. Gave me the fucking creeps.." Romeo stated towards Hauron. "There can always be Jedi imposters, and there's always risks of slave traders around here. He might as well been trying to traffic the girl to Zygerria.."

Romeo spoke to the other Mandalorian, not quite trusting of the other Jedi just yet nor of the man he had just shot.

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[Zerath Eblon]

Tension hung in the air, thicker than the mist; Zerath could faintly hear a woman's voice call out (@Reylo4evr), but his focus was on the two Mandalorians. One answered his question with silence, and only Zerath's recognition of the danger he was in allowed him to react to the other answering with action. As the Mandalorian (@Faded) reached for his blasters, Zerath's right hand opened; summoning his lightsaber from his belt to his hand to his hand as the Mandalorian drew his pistols. A brilliant green blade snapped into existence as his thumb found the activation stud, and only the fact that they were separated by several meters- owing to Zerath's position near Jade- allowed the Knight to get his blade up in time a diagonal to absorb the three heavy stun bolts; his lightsaber hilt even with his right shoulder and the blade tilted downward to cover his torso towards his left hip.

The maneuver, successful as it was, did not come without his consequences. The heavy stun bolts still discharged some of their power into Zerath as the energy searched for the path of least resistance. The Jedi Knight sagged to one knee, his movements sluggish and his lightsaber wavering in his hand. Pulling his lightsaber into his hand had used what little stamina he had left after trying to free Jade from the mist; it was all he could do to even see right now. "I'm not an assassin!" he said, knowing that he was likely out of time to convince the Mandalorians otherwise. "I'm a Jedi Knight." Hopefully, his successful defensive maneuver and his lightsaber would help plead his case.

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[Thayd Karkoza]

Thayd made no move to acknowledge this sudden call for violence, and seemed content to let it drown in the wind. Zerath was no threat to him, and Thayd was not disposed to play these games. He played another game, with another prize. He stated flatly that 10,000 credits was nothing to him, and left it at that. Whether this meant that he had more money than he knew what to do with or that money itself was like some archaic trifle to him was unclear. He took note of a new arrival in Silex, whose voice carried through the storm, and recognized that as his cue to depart. This little meeting had been derailed before it started, and he’d already gotten what he’d come for.

But in the next instant, one of the armored figures had apparently come to a very different choice. First there was a heavy thud as the wrapped cargo Thayd carried over his shoulder was released and tumbled down into the mud to his right, while in the very next moment the air was lit up with plasma, three bolts slamming into Zerath’s lightsaber, bringing the unfortunate Jedi to his knees. So fast and deft was this move that smoke still twisted up fresh from the barrel of the blaster by the time Romeo had leveled the weapon in his direction. The difference between Thayd and Zerath, however, was that Thayd’s lightsaber was already drawn, ignited, and positioned to deflect incoming fire before the pistol was ever aimed his way. He was a little too quick, and far too paranoid, to let this man get the drop on him. The green blade hummed steadily and cast real light onto Thayd’s face for the first time. There was no distraction, no line of worry. Romeo could either shoot his shot at what to him was a strange and unknown variable, or he could not, and avoid quite possibly meeting his end in a vacant lot in a backwater town on a planet called Onderon.

Thayd remained still and conscious of his surroundings. He made no aggressive or forward movement, though he had not forgotten the other Mandalorian, and would not be caught off guard if this one also drew on him. His cargo, splayed crooked on the ground beside him, had also not been forgotten. Thayd spoke without looking away from the man with the blaster. His voice was low and even. “Jade, I need to get back to my ship as soon as possible.”

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[Jade Hart]

Jade was pale as a porcelain doll in the rising moonlight. She stood in the spot where she had planted the seed, still as a pillar of salt, a dreamy gleam in her eye. The rain drenched her mud-blue robes and gave her a shipwrecked castaway vibe. A crow nested in her hair. It watched the other crows. Perhaps the only part out of place was her scarf, which pulsed with its own glow-in-the-dark radiation.

Jade is a mystic. She has divined the underlying truth governing existence. It is not turtles, but actions all the way down. Actions determine our destiny. Thoughts be damned! Jade knows this because Jade is a doer. She is on the lookout for other doers too. She sees Romeo and practically falls in love.

Psh Psh Psh
Three bolts snap out of Romeo’s blaster at Zerath.
Zzzuu
Zerath’s lightsaber ignites.

During this brief moment, Jade sees actions laid out before her like exquisite dishes on a silver platter. She doesn’t have the stomach for spicy today, so she chooses a low-cal option.

Jade sprints to Silex. Away from Zerath and Romeo– the dangerous duo. It only takes five seconds for Jade to close the distance. By the time she reaches her former master, perhaps five meters away from Zerath, and further away from Romeo, the fake Jedi is making his plea. The boulder Zerath had sat on earlier is now somewhat in-between Jade/Silex, and Zerath/Romeo, but not completely– they can all still see each other. Jade is a neck sweating, mouth breathing, heart pounding mess; not quite fully recovered from her mystical episode, but on her way.

Her pet crow has flown off– landing next to Hauron, peering into his soul.

Jade waves her arms in an X and shouts to Romeo, “Nah, I know him–” Jade motions to Thayd, thinks back to how she sent the big guy an invite to her wedding. He RSVP’d but bailed– “Zerath is the real danger. Please!”
Now, she speaks to Silex, “Master!–” throws her arms around Silex’s shoulders– “I need your help. That robed man over there–” points at Zerath –”has been following me for months. He tracked me here. Claims he’s a Jedi. A big fat lie. He tried to hack my mind. Used the force to access my memories! I think he was sent by my former fiancé to kidnap me.”

Triumphantly, she pivots to Zerath, hands-on-hips. “Mr. Fake Jedi, you… have lost–” nods to Romeo, pats Silex’s forearm–”surrender now, creeper, and I can promise we’ll give you a fair trial when we haul your ass back to the Jedi Academy for justice.”

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[Zerath Eblon]

Zerath made no move to prevent Jade from moving away, nor did he move towards her when she reached the latest arrival to this strange gathering.

Silex Tan.

The Miralukan didn't know the former Jedi Knight well, but he recognized her and knew that she would also know him. "Silex!" he called out, relief evident in his voice. "What in the Force is going on here?" he said, lightsaber still oriented in as much of a defensive position as he could muster in the direction of the two Mandalorians.


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[Silex Tan]

How quickly things had descended into chaos. Silex returned the strange, brief hug Jade gave her and got a closer look at the crowd. Mandalorians, and a Jedi she thought she recognized... When he called out to her it clicked. "Zerath?" she said, her voice rising over the storm. She did not answer his question. If it was what she thought it was...

"Get behind me, Jade," she said, stretching out an arm in front of the crazed-looking girl and stepping in front of her. In her other hand she pulled her blaster off her belt and levelled it at Zerath. She did not fire; instead she kept it on him, the rain dripping down her nose and over her slightly parted lips. It tasted almost salty, like the ocean.

Silex was not stupid. She slowly moved her arm until her blaster was pointing at the Mando that had fired at Zerath. She dropped the arm stretched out in front of Jade and unholstered her other blaster. Her arms were at a 90 degree angle now, fingers resting almost lazily over the triggers. All the while, her mind raced.

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[Hauron Solus]

Hauron's head began to turn to look at Romeo when his instincts screamed at him to move. By the time his peripheral vision took in the sight of his comrade, the fellow badger had almost fully extended his arms with blasters in hand. The sudden movement of Zerath along with the ignition of his bright green lightsaber in the darkened atmosphere would have set Hauron's hairs on edge if he had any.

The young Mikkian wrapped his left hand's digits around the handle of his fusion cutter, pulling it from his belt and flicking out the blade in the next. Flecks of water were flung from it in this movement and he kept the weapon at thigh height at first and to his side by the time the third blaster bolt had been fired from Romeo's pistol. If anybody charged him or Romeo he would be able to block a lightsaber with the durable combat tool. The weapon in Hauron's off hand was short and no larger than a knife so he doubted the Jedi would feel to threatened by him. It was more an act of defense though he knew the circumstances could change in a moment.

The Mirulakan was not the only one that had a lightsaber and the snap hiss of a second blade stood out like beacons in the open ground of the muddy area. Hauron's right hand dropped to his right blaster's pistol grip while his left twirled the fusion cutter into a reverse grip with its point aimed between both of the green-saber jockeys in front of his chest. Not all of the strangers were on the same side it would seem but the young Solus was not taking any chances. His stance widened slightly, steeling his body in case he needed to charge or move further away. The two with lightsabers drawn were on the defensive for now and so too was Hauron.

Hauron's right hand instinctually drew one of the two Waster-35 blaster pistols and leveled it at the young girl that had most recently joined the group. Her motion to center her attention on Romeo with hostile intent would not go unnoticed nor unanswered. "Hey!" He warned both with his tone and the leveled blaster, holding his finger from pulling the trigger. Even though Hauron was still confused, he would fight for his family. Silex would be making a mortal mistake if she tried to fire at Romeo. His helmet slowly shook back and forth as Silex pulled a second weapon, emphasizing that attacking either of the two armored warriors would spell disaster. Unlike Romeo's weapon, Hauron's did not have a stun setting. He would shoot to kill. "Don't"

Everything had happened so fast and the Solus was surprised by the swiftness Romeo had moved with. A dozen questions raced through his mind and concerns about threats multiplied with each passing heartbeat. He wanted to shout wait. He wanted answers. But he knew that any hesitation would cost him. The blind man was clearly a Jedi or some sort of force wielder. If there was any doubt before it was now erased. The others seem less like the altruistic monks the Mandalorian had heard of. The stranger that had dropped the cadaver sized body bag was also likely a force wielder but right now Hauron pushed aside all the unnecessary questions.

Jedi hiring a Mandalorian on the spot to kill a kidnapper was not very jedi like. Romeo's logic did not make sense to Hauron, not with what the blue-robed woman, Jade, had said. He did not have time to question Romeo for his actions nor was he in a position to interrogate the addled mind of the troubled gardener. Hauron did not think about who was possibly paying credits for some vendetta. Now he was just thinking about how many people he would need to fight to protect his brother. Romeo had taken the initiative and gotten them into this situation. Now he needed to see what Hauron's elder would do or if someone started explaining. The young Solus was taking each of Jade's claims with a grain of salt despite wanting to give her some benefit of the doubt. He didn't like liars.

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[Zerath Eblon]

More weapons just kept being drawn amidst the storm of confusion and chaos that this strange meeting had devolved into. Another lightsaber was ignited- not by Silex, but by the other stranger (@Evan). Exactly what role the strange figure was playing was unclear to Zerath, so he decided to focus on what he did know; the Mandalorian (@Faded) was not the only one pointing a blaster at him.

"Silex, listen to me" Zerath tried again. He had no idea what she thought of the Order in the wake of its ruling against her and Jade, but he'd remembered her to have been a dedicated Jedi. "There was a presence surrounding Jade's mind." The girl's accusations had in the wake of his actions had shaken him, but he'd striven against something. "I tried to shield her from it, but clearly that was distressing." He didn't fully trust Jade's claims, but he couldn't speak to her experience. She'd have been his first choice to question about things had she not been trying to get him killed.

Reluctantly, he deactivated his lightsaber, green blade hissing out of existence as he took a risk that neither Silex nor the trigger-happy Mandalorian would shoot. The situation had to deescalate if he was to find any answers. His face turned to lock onto the former Knight, then toward the other individual with a lightsaber "Do any of you know what's really going on here?" He'd come to see if Jade was ready to try to return to the Order. He'd managed to stumble onto a bigger mystery.

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[Renn darken]

I'd walk out of my home and see what looked like what happened after a fight I'd say why am I always in the middle of chaos like this . Who are you he'd say as he looked at link staring at him

 

[Jade Hart]

Spoiler: Summary of what's happened

Last time on Onderon: Jade a Jedi Exile, gardening in a pit of mud amid a rainstorm, was tracked to the jungle planet by a Jedi Justicar (Zerath), checking in on her. The two argued over her past, and were soon joined by two Mandos with unknown intentions (Romeo, Hauron), along with another mysterious Jedi (Thayd). Angered by Zerath, Jade ‘put a bounty’ on him. Romeo took up the offer and fired at the Jedi, who deflected the bolts with his lightsaber. Jade’s former master (Silex), has now arrived, and Zerath makes his case to her that Jade is being evilly influenced by an unknown entity. Currently, Silex and the Mandos point their blasters at each other, while Jade argues with Zerath as Thayd watches.

She felt them as little bumps or bops. At first, she dismissed the nudges as nerves. A twitch of her finger or flick of her toe. This spirit would see her, hold her, speak to her. And she was the passenger. Well, the bystander. That kid waving as the train bulleted by, tussling the ribbons in her hair, her grease-stained scarf blown wild. The breath of the force.

Then the Jedi choked her.

Force-stripped, Jade had wandered aimlessly from planet to planet. She had no direction. She had no guidance. Searching for a balm to mend her spirit, to keep it at bay. She had nearly starved on Nar Shaddaa, betrothed to a cold cruel crime lord, drugged, attacked by birds, attacked by witches, pranked, canceled, orphaned: consequences of the Jedi. Silex was her final remaining tether to them. Her only friend. But not what she was looking for.

That would be on Onderon, which was now like a scene from a wet-on-wet oil painting; smeary gray sky, clouds like the tides, the blurry glow of distant street lights, hazy figures with hazier motivations, slippery trigger fingers, the soon-to-be killed facing down their would-be killers in some bizarro High Noon moment. The rain had turned dirt into mud and more rain made more mud and this mud was slick but hard. It covered Jade’s seed; planted right before this frenzied entourage implanted.

And so, Jade the teenage exile now stood next to Silex the inexhaustible.
“A presence surrounding my mind?” said Jade to Zerath, stroking her damp scarf. ”A compass, maybe, but I make my own decisions, like the one that killed those Wookiees… There, I freely admit it. May God strike me down if I acted unjust–” gazing thoughtfully to the heavens above; a lightning bolt flaring far off. She glared back at Zerath–”I did it. To. Save. Lives. All would have died without me and Silex intervening. I made a rational, ethical decision for the greater good. But none of you listened–” Jade’s voice rose, as did her stature –”reading from a script, demanding my confession, the kind caring Jedi… depriving me of the only way to treat my affliction before throwing me to the solar winds… But hey, I’m sure that helped repair the Jedi’s public image.” The girl's trembling hand brushed her neck, before resting on Silex’s shoulder. She motioned to the Mandalorians to be calm.

“Now you come here, Mr. Zerath, like my therapist, to enroll me in some drug rehab program. Seriously? Why would I ever want to rejoin your Jedi Order. How about an apology for how I was treated? Actions do have consequences… you're damn lucky I haven’t joined the Sith.” Jade’s pinkie twitched. “Yet.”

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[Silex Tan]

Silex's finger rested on the trigger but she didn't fire at either Mandalorian. The consequences were too great. Zerath pleaded his case and then Jade pleaded hers and Silex wondered why everything couldn't just be black and white. She glanced over her shoulder at Jade and saw herself, only in reverse. Instead of realizing the Sith might not be so great, Jade had a grudge against the Jedi. Instead of constantly trying to overcorrect herself, Jade was proud of who she was. Silex swallowed and slowly lowered both her blasters. They pointed at the ground but she did not reholster them.

"Everyone should leave," she said, her voice not leaving room for arguement. She could be friendly but right now she wasn't feeling it. Jade seemed distressed and even for the short time the two had known each other, Silex thought of her as a sister. Silex turned to the Mandalorians. "You have no business here; if you leave now I'm sure the Jedi Order would reward you graciously," she said half-sarcastically as she turned back to Zerath who still looked on edge even though his saber was off. She eyed the other, quieter Jedi, and something niggled the back of her mind. She ignored it for the time being and glanced back at Jade.

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[Thayd Karkoza]

After some very long moments of standing still, lightsaber out, ignited, ready to cut everything into a million pieces, Thayd decided he was going to take a little break. He slowly backed away. His lumpy cargo began to float and glide alongside him as he continued to take steps backward, nice and easy. Eventually he was far enough back that he felt he could deactivate his lightsaber without putting himself at risk, so he did so, and took a seat on a big barrel beside the wall he’d dropped from earlier. Like a faceless twin, his cargo sat beside him, propped against the wall, on another barrel, and they sat there together. Then Thayd produced a pipe from one of what was probably a thousand pockets in his robes, lit it under the umbrella-like cover of his straw hat, and started smoking. Whatever sense of urgency had possessed him earlier seemed to have vanished. It was ok. He had time. He blew several harmless smoke polygons, and sat back to observe and contemplate the scene in front of him.

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[Zerath Eblon]

Zerath wasn't about to leave; not when he was so close to uncovering a truth.

The Miralukan's eyebrows knitted together in concentration as he sifted through Jade's words. Like a river rushing over a dam they flowed out, equal parts rehearsed and uncontrolled; he had to replay the speech in his head again, poring over Jade's words, for it to finally click into place.

"...affliction?" he asked, ignoring Silex's request to vacate the premises. The questioning tone of his voice left no doubt that he hoped that more information would be forthcoming.

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[Jade Hart]

"Be quiet," said Jade. Her thumb twitched. She took another step forward and raised her hand up, palm facing the sky. "I feel it."

Thunder whipped about while rain slugged the ground.

Jade closed her eyes. A fuzziness stirred within her. It was like butterflies in your stomach mixed with nausea. She felt tingles over her skin, like an electric current flowing. Yes, she had killed those Wookiees. She accepted that. But it was the moral clarity she now felt that was new. From her perspective, she had had no choice. Instead of wallowing in grief and dejection, she had to embrace what she had done. That is why she had come here. To build the Wookiees a new home. Grow, she thought, grow and prosper.

The tiny seed she had planted in the mud nudged. It began to vibrate. Poked and tapped by an invisible hand. Then it sprouted roots. Thick, webby tendrils that dug into the earth. After another moment, a green stem emerged from the ground. It wasn't big. It wasn't much. All of six slender inches and the palest of greens. But it was there. A single leaf at its top. Waving like a flag.

"The plan worked. It worked! The force! Look at the plant over there! It is alive! Your turn now!-" She turned to Silex and took her hand and wagged it up and down toward the plant-"Try and grow it. Do you feel anything? The energy? A connection?"

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[Silex Tan]

Silex didn’t know if it was just the rain, but a chill spread through her. Her eyes were glued to the seed that had become a sprout. She barely paid attention to Jade’s speech. Her arms stayed by her side, still holding onto her blasters.

She shut her eyes and suddenly saw him again. His features were blurred but she knew it was him. When he placed a larger hand over hers, she felt that emptiness shift. It was hard to tell if it was filling up or just moving over her heart.

He spoke to her and then suddenly her eyes flew open. The sprout was now the size of a small bush. She was breathing hard and his voice was e cm owing in her head. Her facade of calm had gone and her fingers tightened on the triggers of the asters of her side. Her head slowly turned to look at Jade.

The Force was back.

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[Zerath Eblon]

Zerath's eyes narrowed as Jade stepped forward, unsure what the unpredictable youth would do next. her next words, however, send shockwaves through the Jedi Knight. There was no doubt about it, especially once the Wroshyr seed began to sprout; Jade Hart was able to use the Force again.

Zerath didn't have a full understanding of what had just happened- this was likely the final step on a long ordeal to reclaim the Force- but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that he'd witnessed something significant in Jade's journey. The Miralukan guessed that when the Council had stripped Jade of the Force, that something else had been lost; her trust and belief in herself. However questionable Jade and Silex's actions, the Jedi had turned their backs on them and cast them out; bowing to outside pressure rather than focusing on healing and restoration.

Silex's restoration, however, confused Zerath. Unlike Jade, she didn't appear to have planned anything, raising Zerath's guard once again as the initial surprise passed. He had a working theory as to how Jade regained the use of the Force, but Silex was still a mystery to him. He still had very little idea of what was going on here, but perhaps he was asking the wrong questions.

"So" he said aloud, breaking the silence that had fallen over the clearing. "What happens next?"

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[Jade Hart]

The force flowed through her master and into her body like a garden hose, trickling out every nerve ending. Every jolt she felt the bush grew another leaf. She closed her eyes and let herself drown in the energy. She killed the Wookiees… And that was totally, absolutely, utterly okay.

She opened her eyes and jumped up and down at Silex and her display of force, grabbing her wrist in excitement. “Master! Now that our power is coming back, let’s, let’s, let’s team up again! It’ll be like old times. We did a decent job at rufflin feathers before– that was Season 1. But I think we can do better this time around. Yeah! Season 2! After all, we still have an entire universe of people to accidentally piss off!”

Jade laughed and looked at Zerath, opened her mouth, stopped herself. She shook her head and wagged her finger at the Jedi, so clearly out of his depth. “Just tell the boys at the Academy that Jade Hart got her force back.”

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[Zerath Eblon]

Zerath had thought Jade's journey to reclaim the Force a confusing, if remarkable one. But the more he listened to the teen, the less he was convinced that anything had actually changed. With or without the Force, Jade Hart was the same.

The Miralukan had hoped that she had learned a lesson, or that her journey to reclaim the Force might result in changed behavior going forward. Instead, it looked to be more of the same; thoughtless, chaotic actions without care for consequences. One thing was certain; Jade Hart was no Jedi, and it was questionable if her motives for using the Force even stemmed from the Light side of the Force anymore.

If that was the case, as Zerath suspected, the teen would soon find it impossible to grow the Wroshyr tree; Plant Growth was exclusively a Light side ability. Jade's self-described mission to "ruffle feathers" was a selfish application of her renewed power; ideals that did not fit within the scope of the Light side of the Force.

Zerath didn't want to leave, but he had seen more than enough to know that trying to mentor Jade would be a waste of his time; not only had she tried to kill him, she'd learned nothing from one of the harshest lessons the Order could hand down.

The Knight took one last look at Jade Hart before heading back to his ship.


/ThrExit

 

[Hauron Solus]

From behind his visor and past the sights of his blaster, Hauron stared at Silex with dangerous resolve. All the while, he listened to Jade's claims and Zerath's explanation. All he could do was remain quiet and take it all in while trying to protect his comrade.

After a tense moment the woman lowered her blasters and the strange the two Jedi with lightsabers deactivated their energy weapons. The easing of tension was received by the Mandalorian who bent his elbow and brought his own weapon upwards, pointing towards the cloud covered sky. The weapon held in his other hand, his combat fusion cutter, relaxed as well though it remained in his tight grip and was brought down to his side.

Hauron had heard Silex's advice and he somewhat agreed with her. Perhaps it was best if they left the premises. There was little to no point in trying to speak with the Jedi, or ex-jedi, about finding Mandalorians in hiding. Now also did not seem like the best time to ask them about terraforming technology or growing plants in a desolate environment. But he did not think the Jedi Order would give the two Mandalorians any reward for simply coming upon some exiles. Furthermore, the exile in question who had originally hired Romeo likely lacked any funds to follow up with her original promise. Hopefully Hauron's elder would realize that.

When Jade shouted again, she drew attention towards where she had been gardening. The Mandalorian stared with wide eyes that grew even wider as Hauron's brow furrowed. The Mikkian looked on and watched as the stem of a plant began to come up from the soil. Almost reflexively, Hauron took a step towards it, wondering if it was his imagination or some sort of illusion, but it seemed real enough. When his voice spoke again, it was less harsh than when he had warned Silex. Instead it was almost soft. "How did you...how did you do that?" It was magic. It was fantasy and yet the young warrior witnessed it occur before his very eyes. It was a miracle.

The Solus clan member was likely pushing his luck, but he was curious. He had been warned about Sith and Jedi, but some part of him wondered if there was the same judgement was held for a person that was neither Sith or Jedi. There were more than two types of Mandalorians and there could be more than two types of force sensitives. It was this possibility that made him boldly remain in the rain even after he had heard the woman's confession. It might take more time and effort for him to fully understand why Jade was here and what all her words meant, but he was determined to try to the best of his ability.

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