Kalee
"'This brutal and unprovoked attack was committed with a Separatist fleet, yes, but this was
not a Separatist attack,'" Ciaran began to say to a visibly curious Ahsoka, bemused Anakin, and worried Obi-Wan. "'We were warned by a high-level source within the CIS government that Admiral Trench had gone rogue and was no longer responding to commands from the Separatist Council or Parliament. It was because of that warning that we were able to prepare for and defeat Trench's attack here on Kalee. It is not clear whose orders Trench was following, but we are confident they did not come from the Confederacy of Independent Systems.'" With that Ciaran grinned. "We take a strong stand, laying no blame on the CIS and using our media outlets to tamp down on the calls for war, while we dangle bait in front of Palpatine by revealing that we have allies and assets within the Separatist government. That way, he'll have to commit some of his agents to investigate the leak, while we plant evidence and lead them by the nose to the wrong conclusion."
"That's...are you sure it's wise to expose such valuable information?" Obi-Wan countered. "I for one wasn't even aware you had these connections."
"Ah, but that's the key factor in this whole thing," Ciaran explained, her grin becoming far more vicious. "Even though I'll be letting Palpatine know that I
have a source, the way I'm revealing this information means that he's far more likely to overlook them."
"So...can you tell us
who exactly this person is?" Ahsoka asked nervously. "It seems like they're pretty important..."
"They are, which is exactly why I
can't do that," Ciaran said, folding her arms. "This isn't a trust issue or anything - the problem is that if I even
mention their identity it could put them into incredible jeopardy. For now they're best acting as though everything is fine and they are a loyal member of the Separatists." She looked at each of the three Jedi in turn. "Anyway. Is that all you need to know?"
"I still have some doubts..." Obi-Wan said nervously.
"Master, it's probably the best that can be done in this situation," Anakin replied. "It's going to be difficult to explain away the hulks in orbit."
"That reminds me...you
did say that you'd give us an explanation on where you've been," Obi-Wan said to Anakin, looking at him with visible concern. "I can certainly tell that it's changed you quite a bit..."
"Yeah...you're still...
you, right, Skyguy?" Ahsoka asked, far more nervous. "I mean, it's not that you're different in a
bad way, but-"
"I get it, Snips," Anakin said with a light smile on his face. "The
short version is that back on Mortis, the Son showed me visions of a terrible future where I was..." He sighed. "I was a monster, corrupted by the Dark Side." He pointed at Obi-Wan. "In that future, I killed you. And Padme. And so, so many people...and when I saw them for myself I
knew somewhere deep inside me that they were the truth."
"...You can't be serious..." Ahsoka muttered quietly, though Obi-Wan's face visibly fell as he heard Anakin speak.
"...I suppose that had that future come to pass, I would have been right when I said you would be the death of me," he bitterly noted.
"Master, you can't believe that he would do things like that!" Ahsoka shouted out.
"He's right, though," Anakin said, drawing attention back to him. "In hindsight...I was doomed to fall. Fortunately
someone I knew decided to stick their nose in where it didn't belong."
"Hey, it worked," Ciaran said with a huff.
"Those visions were tormenting me for a while, but after the Temple Massacre...I couldn't stop running away from them anymore. So I decided to go on a bit of a journey to find myself. And eventually, I found myself looking in a mirror and..." He smiled, as though enjoying some joke that only he was privy to. "I started to realize who I really was - or more accurately, who I
wasn't."
"And what is that, Anakin?" Obi-Wan asked solemnly.
In response Anakin sighed. "...Not a Jedi - at least not a Jedi as the Order sees it." As everyone stared at him wide-eyed, he folded his arms. "How do I put this...I still believe in protecting the innocent, fighting for justice, and all of those things.
That's never going to change. But...I can't see myself as a Master on the Council like you," he said, specifically focusing on Obi-Wan. "It's not just that I can be a bit..." He smirked. "Let's call it 'headstrong?'"
"Cocky," Ahsoka pointed out.
"Reckless," Obi-Wan added.
"Hot-headed would also be good too," Ciaran finished with a smirk.
"Definitely
not 'serene' or 'peaceful' though," Anakin replied after a light chuckle. "Look at me. I'm just not
meant to be a part of the Jedi Order. How many times have I been told to stop being so reckless, to rein in my emotions, to actually
act like a Jedi? I've lost count at this point." His eyes fell before he faced Obi-Wan. "Don't misunderstand me. I'm still so grateful for what you taught me and being your Padawan was one of the best times of my life." Then Ahsoka. "And I couldn't have asked for a better Padawan. But even with all of that
I am not a Knight of the Order."
"So what
does that make you?"
Everyone turned to look at Ciaran, whose eyes had locked onto Anakin. "If you aren't going to be a part of the Order, then what are you?"
"Right now, I'm an exile who just wants to fight for the people he cares about and the galaxy he wants to protect," Anakin replied without hesitation. "I'll worry about what I
actually am when I have the luxury of knowing that Palpatine is dead."
"Um...you still didn't explain how you know about him..." Ahsoka pointed out.
"I saw his face and heard his voice in those visions," Anakin explained with a shrug. "Both were distorted, but not enough for me to not recognize him."
"Normally I would dismiss that out of hand by virtue of how absolutely insane that sounds, but if it's connected to Mortis I'm prepared to believe anything." Obi-Wan said before sighing resignedly. "That reminds me though...you haven't
heard about the state of the Coruscant Order yet, have you?"
"...What happened?" Anakin quietly asked.
"A Wound in the Force has formed in the Temple."
Anakin's eyes widened as Obi-Wan grimly continued. "We've already learned that everyone still there has already begun to be affected by it, and right now Ahsoka and I plan on trying to find Master Yoda - he's been going missing, and if we manage to find him we have a chance at sealing the Wound and preventing its effects from spreading any further."
"You're
sure that will work!?"
"...It's our last hope," Obi-Wan said. "With his wisdom and hopefully what he has learned on his journeys we may have a chance. The rest of the Council is..." Obi-Wan went silent at that.
"I understand," Anakin replied before looking between the three people in front of him. "And now that we're done with the reunion, I have to say that there's a couple more stops I have to make before I can get back into things." He smiled warmly. "Don't worry though - it's not going to cause me to go off the radar this time. If you need me, just call, okay?"
"If I need your help, then the situation has probably gone too far out of control as it is," Obi-Wan said jokingly.
"He's right," Ahsoka added before smiling. "Still, it's good to have you back."
"It's good to
be back," Anakin said.
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Ausez, Karada Medical Center
Inside one of the bacta tanks in Ausez's Karada Medical Center, Qymaen floated peacefully as he slowly recovered from the injuries he sustained during the fierce battle that nearly took his life. Surrounding it were his eight Izvoshra, standing guard and ensuring that their General would recover safely. To the tank's side, Ronderu's mask gently hung off of a makeshift hanger, still visibly beaten up and untreated.
The room was silent before the door opened to admit Ciaran, and as she entered the Izvoshra stood at attention and saluted her, which Ciaran almost offhandedly responded to. As she approached she asked "How is he?" to no one in particular.
"Qymaen is recovering peacefully," one reported - Ciaran wasn't really sure which as she stared at the tank. "Much as we are sure that he would be eagerly welcomed into the ranks of our gods, he is still clinging to life."
"We will not leave his side, <Savior.>"
Ciaran continued to stare at the tank before she looked at the mask. "...Is that really the mask of Ronderu?"
"It is. We all recognized it - it seems that her will was able to carry that mask to Qymaen when he needed it most."
"...I suppose so..." Ciaran muttered, staring at it.
"...Do you sense something yourself?"
"...Not right now, no. And at the time I was too occupied to notice anything but the battle raging around me," Ciaran offhandedly replied. "But I've certainly got no reason to doubt that Ronderu was behind this somehow. I've certainly seen stranger things happen in the galaxy..."
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Ronderu? Are you there?
...
I am sorry, Ronderu.
I was a fool. I was blinded by my grief, so convinced that others had to share in it that I nearly lost sight of everything that I held dear.
I know it was an arrogant wish for me to at least see your body one last time, and I still do not understand why the gods denied my wish then. Perhaps they tried to teach me a lesson, or were trying to tell me that I had to move on. However...I could not. How could I? How could I overcome the pain of losing you like that?
So I fought and killed again and again and still it never faded. No matter how many I struck down it changed nothing. I was still grieving. I could not move on.
And then we were saved. It was nothing short of a miracle for us.
I have no illusions about why she was so eager to help us. I fully understand that she did it out of her own self-interest. She understood what we are the moment she laid eyes on us; we were warriors, and she needed our strength for her own ends. After everything she did for our people though...how could I refuse to aid her? How could any of us?
So again I fought and killed, this time in her name. Sometimes it would be in glorious battles. Other times it would be prey that would be hunted in the dark. Sometimes I knew why I did what I did. Sometimes I did not. It did not matter - fighting for her was the logical way to return the favor she had granted our people.
And it was not as though I was a tool this whole time, Ronderu. She respects me. She trusts in my judgement and is willing to heed my counsel. I am treated as a warrior, a leader, and an equal. I would be a fool to spurn such things.
But more than that...as I journeyed through the stars, my pain began to fade ever so slowly. I did not realize it until I saw that she had given Kalee something I did not realize it had been missing until I saw it with my own eyes:
Hope.
...I dearly wish you could see it for yourself, Ronderu. Kalee is so beautiful now. We have become united. Our people have hope for the future.
...
...
...Thank you, Ronderu. I was ready to die for that hope, fool that I was. You reminded me that I still have much to live for.
I would ask for your forgiveness in making you wait for me a while longer, but I already know how you would respond.
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Kalee Orbit
"This is Admiral Maarisa Zsinj, captain of the Pride of the Core.
" Her declaration was punctuated by the massive
Mandator arriving in the Kalee system with a quartet of
Venators jumping in formation around it.
"Perhaps someone here would be willing to explain the massive debris field that seems to be made up of Separatist ships?"
"Greetings, Admiral," Thrawn coolly replied from the bridge of the
Oracle. "I certainly believe we have some explaining to do..." he said as he went over the script Ciaran had provided him in his mind...
(Fallout from the Battle of Kalee will be detailed during the Turn 30 prologue and may be affected by how the vote on using Paponoida's network goes)
AN: This time the delays were primarily brought to you by a chaotic last week (in a good way though, if that makes sense) and the fact that Ace Combat 7 came out two weeks ago and Kingdom Hearts III hit this past Tuesday. I
maaaaaay have been waiting for those games to come out for
literally years. Those coming out in such quick succession didn't help.
I know this was a bit on the short side, but there's some
very important decisions coming up. You're going to want to think about just
how you want to use that propaganda network that basically fell into your lap
very carefully. I'm dead serious. A propaganda war is bar none the biggest way you could threaten Palpatine directly right now...
Also I expect that the Vectivus Corner will be up
much sooner than later, don't worry.