(D4 MA) Awakening

[Alysele Cortess]

"Unless there's a league springing up suddenly, I don't think so. Besides, I'm not sure I am returning to Alderaan. I will have to see where my duty takes me." Once, that idea would have caused distress for her. But now... with her fond memories burned away through her vision. She was okay with it. She was more than Alderaan. More than the Jedi.

[Sylvain Torsin]

"Oh? I hope you find a course which suits you." Sylvain said, beginning to soften up a bit.

[Aphr Ahaya]

Aphr had sat alone after the drugging had finished, contemplating everything she had seen and felt, as well as the arguments that had surrounded afterwards.

Say what you will about Sith, but at least they are forward with what they're doing. Jedi...are dishonest.

She frowned, her trust in the Jedi in pieces from everything experienced here.

[Alysele Cortess]

"I hope so too. My course is set for now, at least, while here." She smiled, and glanced over the twi'lek, debating moving over, trying to rebuild... it all.

"You have a plan on what you want to do after the talks are over?" She asked curiously. It would be rude to leave him here, after all.

[Sylvain Torsin]

"Return to my duties in the capital I suppose. The work of the Empire never ceases." He replied as he too glanced over at the disappointed Twi'lek. There was something familiar about her face, as if he had seen her before somewhere... but he knew this was not the case.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

(Auto-fails the Event because DARK DARK DARK!)

Shaisha, being a child of the Dark Side (in more ways than one), passed out but did not gain any guidance from the Light. Instead, her mind went straight back to the horrors of Nathema...

The sensation of a thunderstorm's pressing temperature made her open her eyes and look around. The sky above was darkened in deep violet, with energy crackling between its looming clouds. Normally, she'd love thunderstorms, but this one filled her with a sense of dread.
Around her, she saw many gathered sith, and she could feel the immense power of their shared energies fuelling into the storm, and in the center of their gathering stood a figure that looked completely unfamiliar to her at first, but she somehow felt that she knew who it was.
As her sight became clearer, she saw that the landscape around them was lush plains, and behind it the lights of a city could be seen. She could feel the life around her, a welcome change of pace from the desolation from earlier. The feeling grew stronger and stronger, until it became almost unbearable. No, unbearable, and she heard her own cry of pain as it came crashing down on her senses. Through squinted eyes, she could see the sky crack open with lightning and purple energy nearly blinded her as it enveloped the figure in the center. The overwhelming sense of power lashed out, nearly causing her to pass out from the sensory overload, until it suddenly felt like it was being drained away.

The female pureblood awoke, feeling drenched in a cold sweat as she struggled to regain her connection to the Force as well as overcoming the paralyzation that often overcame her whenever she was roused from sleep.

It took her a few moments and as she regain her own control, she was glaring murder in the direction of the Jedi. "... What... is the meaning of this?"

[Aphr Ahaya]

There was a blink, as she heard the words around her from someone she knew. She looked over to Shaisha, and watched quietly.

The Jedi even drugged Sith?

[Durasay Mixo]

Durasay had been quiet when he entered. He wasn't a Jedi, but he certainly wasn't Sith. What had brought him here? Was it curiosity? Was it the Force itself? He had taken a seat, not near Alysele, but he had seen her. Given her a soft smile, a slight wave. He couldn't sit near her, though, to listen to the lecture.

He didn't want to be distracted.

When the meal was presented, he began to eat, then enjoy it wholeheartedly. Then came the visions, the dreams. Yet he seemed to move through them with a certain amount of ease. Once they passed, his hands weren't shaking, and he didn't seem to be holding on to any doubt or fear. Looking up at the Miralukan woman, he blinked slowly.

"That was... unsettlingly calming. If that makes any sense. I... should be more upset about having something introduced into my system I didn't know about, and yet... I feel at peace with everything. Why?"

[Baesal Zyn]

There was a blink, as she heard the words around her from someone she knew. She looked over to Shaisha, and watched quietly.

The Jedi even drugged Sith?

Baesal stopped when she came near the pink twilek

"Pinky?...Errrr...I mean Aphr! Aphr?!"

She calmed herself down

"How are you, I did not see you come in"

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane attended the luncheon representing the Foreign Office, and her embarrassment showed. This weedy bureaucrat eating with the honored Jedi. She caught sight of some familiar faces on both sides of the Force and gave each a nervous smile in turn. In all it seemed she would be surrounded by those far nobler then she. Taking the first bites of the offered food to outside observers, Yslane seemed to freeze.

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Her eyes grow intense for a moment then suddenly she stands, "No!" Tears had welled up in her eyes.
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Yslane looked up, she was standing now with her hands pressed against the table. The assembled faces in the room stared back. From the looks of many she knew that the visions were not hers alone. That everyone had seen something....or almost everyone. The few Yslane knew as lacking the Force just looked confused. She smiled, and wiped some real tears from her eyes, her vocie was calm. "Hello....to most of you we have not been properly introduced. I am Yslane Tssilla, Padawan of the Jedi Order. I am pleased to meet all of you." Then she sat back down.

[Alysele Cortess]

Aly sat stunned... on the one hand, there sat Shaisha, a familiar face, offended, insulted, and pissed.

On the other hand sat Yslane, close friend, one of the few rays of hope in her youth, revealing her cover to everyone.

And there was Sylvain, who seemed to be backing off of declaring war.

Thank you loads, Master. I really needed the vision. And the pain.

She glanced towards the poor Twi'lek... but Baes seemed to handle that. Thank the Force.

"I am sure the Empire appreciates that Sith Torsin." She smiled at him. "I am sorry, but I'd like to check on the others. Perhaps we can continue this another time?" She started to stand, though her smile was pleasant as ever.

[Sylvain Torsin]

He nodded, "Another time then."

Sylvain looked to Shaisha as she made her question and nodded in agreement.

[Alysele Cortess]

Aly gave a small wave of greeting to Yslane, mouthing a quick 'are you okay?' before flitting like a butterfly to Shaisha.

"Sith Vreysk, are you feeling alright?." She glanced towards the Miraluka Master.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha took a deep breath as she glared at Alysele for asking such an inane question. The Jedi had just drugged her, possibly in an attempt to poison her, and Alysele was asking if she was alright!

Even without tapping into the Force, Shaisha's murderous rage was a palpable aura around her.

"You." She seemed to be willing herself into restraint to lash out. "You drugged me? Is this how the Jedi is going to treat those who are willing to give them the chance to show that they are more than the monsters who have tried to eradicate my kind into extinction before?"

[Alysele Cortess]

Well fuck.

Really.... perhaps she was better off fighting against armored lizards.

No. No running. No cowering. Alysele was not one for giving up. She will not start now.

"I am terribly sorry. Master Lyshea" She glanced towards Lyshea, a small glare forming alongside her own small migraine. "were hoping that such a unified exercise would bring us all closer." She cleared her throat. Moron.

"Of course, your reaction is completely understandable, and we are sorry.." She withheld a sigh. She'dd like to offer refreshments, but not like anyone will accept anything. "Is there anything I can to ease your situation?"

[Nekoinu]

By then, the next course had been brought in. Lyshea looked about the room and took a big bite from her plate. "It is good," she mentioned after swallowing.

Her expression remained serene yet less humorous. "The effects are not hazardous to any known species in the galaxy. I have consumed it numerous times beforehand and my physical state has not deteriorated."

She looked to the Pantoran. "The purpose of this journey is to deepen one's connection to the Force."

[Remmington Thalalas]

Remmington offers a polite bow to Baesal and Aphr. "Greetings Baesal. It has been a while. I hope you have been well.

Are you feeling alright Aphr?"

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha, eerily calm, let the Jedi prattle on.

And as Lyshea gave the explanation, she couldn't help but to scoff mockingly. "Really? Is this the mysteries of the Jedi? That you're getting high to reach into the depths of the Force? Oh, this is laughable, Master Jedi." At least the murderous rage seemed quelled for now.

[Sylvain Torsin]

Sylvain smirked at Shaisha's comment and chuckled softly through his nasal cavity.

[Alysele Cortess]

Alysele was deep in an internal debate. Shaisha was directly addressing Master Lyshea and... she was being ignored. Wonderful. Go Master go!

She glanced at Sylvain, but didn't do anything. Instead, she poured some of the.... rose colored stuff into her cup, and took a taste. To demonstrate that it's not drugged. Hopefully.

[Nekoinu]

The Miraluka maintained her smile. "The meditative state we underwent is difficult to achieve without substantial practice. The food was an aide to reach that state." She bowed her head. "I apologize for being unable to guide you on your path. There were storms inside your visions which I could not pierce."

[Aphr Ahaya]

Baesal stopped when she came near the pink twilek

"Pinky?...Errrr...I mean Aphr! Aphr?!"

She calmed herself down

"How are you, I did not see you come in"

Aphr looked at Baesal as she addressed her, and frowned more.

"Confused, Baesal. And not just because you've apparently given me a nickname" there was a brief smile, but it went away as she continued "is drugging dinner guests a common practice of the Jedi?"

[Galen Sol]

While unconscious, Galen had been fitful, struggling it seemed. In the end, he had become calm and awakened slowly. Glancing about, he looked first to Aphr and then Shaisha. He noted any others he recognized. He silently listened to everyone for a time, before finding his own voice.


"Why?"

[Yslane Tssilla]

For her own part, Yslane now sat quietly watching the arguments flare. As the emotions roiled around the room, she closed herself off. It felt like sitting in the eye of a hurricane.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha laughed. "Right... be lucky you have the stakes of this peace summit hanging over you, Jedi. At least a Sith would have given the courtesy to give the truth first."

Well, probably not really.

She looked to Alysele, who had been left waiting by her side. "Is this how you would have done things, Alysele? Probably not, you seem a much more sensible person than that."