Omake - The New Ciaran
Things haven't been easy with Anakin lately. Life, Duty, and Desire are all weighing down on him by megatons. Lately he's not sure about what it means to be a Jedi or what the Jedi are meant to do in an ever-expanding world who seems to advanced for the old ways of the Jedi. An yet, who is he to say that this is not just his own feeling clouding his judgement? Anakin knew he had duties to the Order and moreover to provide a strong role model for his padawon Ashoka. An moreover above all his strongest feelings for his love Padme and how much he just wants to walk away into her arms but..does she like me back?
If threw away everything than would she meet me halfway? Would that be fair to Ashoka who despite her faults should have a good Master to guide her experiences in the ways of the Force? Is he-is he even competent enough to handle being a Master?
One way or another though he still had to meet with Ciaran about this Mandalore the Resurgent. The PR-1 robot waddled forth to me before stopping "Lady Ciaran will see you now Master Luke."
I nodded my head respectively before walking over the door that automatically slides open as I go through. Ciaran's office was always like walking into a museum with portraits of herself and news articles of all of the major events she's taken apart of. His personal favorite was sponsoring his favorite sports team for the Galactic Olympics.
"Welcome young padle-wand! I have much-"
"Cut the crap Ciaran. What the hell is this!" As i throw a newspaper on top of her desk.
"This a newspaper from the Coruscant Times. I've been trying to buy them out but the Chancellor seems to have dibs on it already."
"The. Mandalore. Resurgent.
What did you do."
She looked at me briefly before just tossing her hands in the air.
"I set up peace conference to get good ole Emperor Palpatine and Emperor Dooku to stop having a pissing match and see to the untenable economic situation befalling Galactic Society. Prices are hiking all over the place Anakin and not everyone has a fortune like mines sitting off to the sides to buy food. Not that you'd understand."
Oh no. You do not condescend me lady. I am not having it today.
"How about you clarify your vision to me than Ciaran?"
I can tell that got a rise out of her. Miraulkans may be excellent force touched people and great beings to work with but I know being blind to everything but the force can hurt them. Especially someone who I swear was half human at least.
"That was a low blow Anakin..I didn't think you had it in you."
"I am not going to be pushed around Ciaran. An you still haven't told me why this Mandalorian decided to become the champion of his people. Aren't you afraid for the CNS?"
I needed answers and those letters she had sent months before hand were not enough for me. I need to know the truth.
"No, because the Mand-what's his title wants to create a self-defense force. I know that Jedi seem to think that they should be the only defenders in the Galaxy but as of late, I think a militia is a good investment."
"An you believe him? This man use to be a bounty hunter and has more than likely killed a good hundred people or so by now."
"And? If he's that successful than he keeps to his contract and word. Trust me Anakin they're wont be a Mandalorian crusade to worry about."
"I don't trust you."
Ciaran seemed to take offense to that pretty harshly.
"I fricking saved Naboo and an entire species from death and genocide. What the hell do I have to do to be trusted by the Council? Do I have bend over and show you what's under my damn skirt or something?"
What.
"I mean for force sakes, WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG?"
"Your a conde-"
"Oh really? Well I'd rather be condescending than do nothing as a champion of justice. I'd rather lick a fricking Hutt's arsehole to save a people from slavery than be a Jedi who looks to genocide as a Huk see's dead babies. I have something to stand for and if you don't like me that's fine. But I am not going to allow you to trash a man trying to do right by his people and bridge a gap between those who want to fight in a war and those who want to keep there society and there planet from being a radiated war-ridden wasteland.
Get out."
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"She said all of that?" asked Obi-Wan.
"Yeah and she's definitely ticked about the Councils worries and suspicions."
"It's not like I can blame them. The Mandalorian Crusaders wiped out whole species and planets in there campaigns. At a time like this, we don't need a third side with that kind of punching power."
"But that's not what gets me Master Obi-Wan. Ciaran doesn't fly off into a tirade like that, it's not her MO. I think somethings up with her."
Obi-Wan contemplated this for a moment before asking "An what do you think it is?"
"I don't know but it's weird that she felt a need to highlight her success. I think she may be feeling pressured on something."
"I wouldn't be surprised. Her reach is far and she IS doing alot of good in the universe despite her abrasive remarks. Maybe you just witnessed a stressed business woman before her re-caff?" he offered.
"Well, maybe, but I think it's also that she seems..changed. I don't know how to say it but Ciaran seemed less into herself and more open about things. It's just not her."
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End.
I like to picture that Ciaran is a bit shook about how her perspectives have changed now. Instead of just accepting criticisms and than drinking wine right after she now cares about her contributions being respected. She wants the Jedi, despite their failings, to help prevent more warring and preventing genocide.