Return to the Temple
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You hope this place will be one day your home. It is not the case for the moment unfortunately but you don't begrudge your teacher for that. The cell he has given you has the same size than your old room on Tatooine. Your teacher's too even if he is so small, the room seems huge in comparaison. No it's not that. Yoda's chambers are empty or near it. There are on the walls a cabinet of mementoes, presents from grateful people he says with a smile, memories he cherishes but would surrender in a moment. A bed, a chair and a small teapot. Even you had more possessions than this. Well not possessions but Watoo gave his slaves first right of salvage. Your mother's hand and your own made Watoo's offal whole again in what you now know was unknowing meditation. For a moment the image of your mother dances before your eyes. What is she doing? Is she in pain now you are not there? Have you betrayed her in leaving Tatooine? Have you betrayed the rest of the People?
You don't know but there is no ignorance, there is knowledge. You draw quick breaths, forcing the thought out of your skull. You love your mother still and, unlike what many say, the Jedi Order doesn't begrudge your love. Yet you are not in control of her fate or anyone else. She told you to let go and you let go. You have made your decision and will abide by it. The words of your teacher before he became so. The words pronounced in the Council Chamber remain with you as you breathe in and out. Fear leads to Anger. Anger leads to Hatred. Hatred leads to Suffering. You understand a little. You saw it in the voices of bullies and in the eyes of the brawlers. It is easy. To hate what you fear and move to destroy it only to understand they were not responsible in the end.
Your thoughts remain with you as you move to your room where awaits the droid you freed. His eyes brighten when he sees you. He? Difficult to say. It sounds demeaning in Basic and you will need more time to teach the machine the tongue of your People and its many variations. It is not like you are pressed for time, after all.
"Hello young Skywalker." You could be offended but even free droïds have a need for classifications. Better to be called young than to be called Master. Teacher Yoda kills this problem in moment, crushing the dragon of your heart before it could raise its head to whisper lies about the Order. To become Jedi Master, one must bring a Padawan to Knigthood. It is a mark of your skill in teaching and many are the Masters without apprentices at the moment. You are not required to kneel before the Masters and they are themselves servants of a higher power still. And to say the Force is a master would say water and sun and air are masters to mankind.
"Hello Zee-cee," you begin. "Happy to see you are finding your marks". Something like a laugh issues from the vocabulator.
"I have no choice. Even on Coruscant there are no many free droïds. I was surprised to see thy were some in the Archives. It is such a shame metal cannot hold the Force or there would be droïds Knights." For all you love droids there is no chance of that ever happening. Wielding a lightsaber is difficult enough when you have access to the Force, there is no way a droid could be a match for anything with the weapon of the Jedi Knights.
"Does that mean you have found something to do with your freedom? I didn't know droids could meditate." Again a soft chuckle as you notice the protocol droid rises from what was indeed a meditative posture. You hold the mechanical gaze and understand. You give it freedom and Yoda called you its father. You don't mock it for trying to center a mind of lightning and number and indeed you guide it through the motions like your master did with you. For what seem like hours your voice rises teaching the ancient stories, moving from Basic to Rhyll and Huttese. When ZS announces a desire to serve you, not by programming but by earnest gratitude, you understand the difference between service and slavery.
You have not slept but you have no need to it as your steps are silent on the Temple floor, masked by the sounds of water flowing through the thousand fountains. You approach the Temple workshops and the tools already on the table. You are neither the first pilot, nor the first mechanician of the Order. What enhancements do you bestow on your new friends.
Choose 1
[] Rare Language Protocols
[] Medical programming
[] Protection Protocols
[] Piloting Programming
[] Hacking Measures
At the morrow after you crafted you are summoned by Yoda. In what consist your day: Choose 2
[] Philosophy
[] Force Training
[] Meditation
[] Negotiation
[] Politics
[] Jedi History
[] Lightsaber Training
[] Pilot Training
[] Unarmed Combat
Adhoc vote count started by ganonso on Mar 11, 2019 at 1:40 PM, finished with 13 posts and 13 votes.
Now why ?
Mostly because I believe that these choices might lead towards Force-robots
Medical Programming might be the long road towards a Grievous-esque existence, where we would supplement the metal body with organic matter to allow the force to flow through
Whereas I see the Protection Protocols being the long road towards a Grievous-esque fighting style a.k.a. being able to wield a lightsaber without losing a body part in the process
is something I want to avoid, like at all, if possible,
Why ?
Because Negotiation is Obi-Wan's shit and if possible I don't want to undermine his character in the long run, even if we have zero guarantee that he will turn out the same, since we aren't his padawan
It's just.. we have all these options and I would like to do something else then just taking that one option, even if it would mean things will be a bit more difficult in the long run
Here I also feel are some option that should be especially effective if the are taught by Joda
On the other hand, I don't think would be particular good with yoda, mostly because I just don't see him engaging them day to day, like he might with the one above,
Politics might be better when we get a day of training under Mace or Doku
[X] Protection Protocols
[X] Jedi History
[X] Force Training
Adhoc vote count started by sidestory on Mar 4, 2019 at 3:43 PM, finished with 10 posts and 9 votes.