A Wonderful Day for Reading

[Gazer]

Suddenly there was a universe. Suddenly there was observation. Suddenly, there was... Noise? An incredibly loud, annoying noise. What was it. What was going on? Was there a fire? Leon's right eye slowly crept open, to find yet again, that his little droid friend Zee was screaming in his face, waving his little arm's around frantically. Leon croaked. "...Mmhmm..." No words came out of his mouth, just the gargle of a stale voice box. He tried again. "...I'm... I'm up..." He turned back around and got cozy within his sheets. Screaming, the little droid headbutted top of his head Leon's head. Leon suddenly jumped up and headbutted his annoying counter part. "Owww! What was that for?" Zee tumbled through the air, zipping and zooing along the way. Suddenly the little droid flew back at Leon and stopped inch's from his face, yelping and making aggrevated sound's. Leon just looked around while the droid finally realized he wasn't going to get through to Zee. The little droid finally quit and flew away, flying around the corner in a fit.

Another day equal's more time to spend hitting the archive's. Leon intended for his day to work out something like this. Study some holocron's, work on his lightsaber form and sleep some more. He didn't have anything to complicated to work on today. Leon got up, showered and got dressed. He wore laid back attire, wearing a normal t-shirt and his thin training like pants. Not very customary but who really cared? He didn't need to much to get going today. What he did need, however, was his belt and lightsaber. After clipping the belt on his waist and attaching the saber to his belt, he walked out of his room. After making and eating some toast he walked towards the door. He noticed that Zee was floating in the corner, sulking. "Aww, don't worry Zee. Next time I won't tell you to wake me up. That way I won't headbutt you when you headbutt me... Sorry 'bout that too, buddy." He laugh a little and Zee perked up a little too. He beeped and blooped in approval and at that, Leon walked out of his room.

Leon's trip to the archive's wouldn't be a long one. He wanted to brush up on some langauge's and look through some timeline's he thought would be interesting. He walked the hall's he was now so used to and finally made his way to the archive's. Walking in the vast place, he brushed by some people, nodded his head toward's a couple older Jedi who looked his way and went in the way back of the archive's. He never usually went this far back but something about going back here made him feel... Feel like he was being lead back there. Like he went back here before and now he was just following the same path as before. Leon brushed it off as the force guiding him toward's another answer to a question and went on. Leon went up to the giant archive and pushed a couple of button's, Leon reading some of the stuff that was back here. Who know's, he might find something interesting.

 

[Empress]

" I would highly advise assessing the main data terminal, it would save you an infinite amount of time...browsing is....complicated with the amount of information stored here" a voice stated, soft, and slightly accented in a rather unique form. before one could start to wonder as to the voices origin a series of lights strung all along the archives structure began to shine, and the image of a figure began to render besides the young Jedi. Her features were mostly human at first glance, save for the almond shaped eyes of a strikingly vibrant ice blue, and the high points to her ears. Yet she was not directly Sephi in appearance. Her skin though discoloured slightly through the use of projectors was apparently rich mocha in hue, she was clad in ash gray robs that stopped at her abdoman, revealing a toned frame and giving evidence that the lithe woman was - or was at some point- a very active individual. She worse a single paldron upon her left shoulder, copper in hue brandishing an ancient mark that had lost its meaning to the waves of time. Upon her waist sat a heavy belt, the buckle featuring a emblem of the Jedi order as it was thousands of years ago, two lightsabers of archaic design sitting on each side of her hip. Her armoured boots gave hints of a period that saw great conflict.

The woman was the ancient Danthiri Dalharil Baatch, A master in her own time, dating back to the days of the Great territorial wars, all the way through the return of the true sith empire. Her role now was one of three gatekeepers housed in the only known Noetikon currently. Dalharil, along with Yuthura Ban, and Arren Kae served as the Noetikon of paths, passing along a great deal of the diverse philosophies adopted by the Order over many millenia, and keeping the Tython archives sorted and up to date. Yet unlike her Konmates, Dalharil seemed different, more involved in the order. What was known of Holocrons would have suggested her time would be on a more " need to know " basis, yet she was active and did so on her own incentive

 

[Gazer]

Leon jumped about 3 feet and almost pulled out his saber before he realized that the archive was talking to him. Was the archive talking to him? Before anything could happen, a very attractive women slowly materialized to the side of him. He was momentarily stunned. Who was this women and how did she just appear like that?

Leon processed her question slower than usual, still a little shocked at who just appeared in front of him. "Well... Uh, I usually do use the terminal but sometime's I like to pick around..." He was half lying, half telling the truth. He normally just walk's around until he find's something useful. "...Uh, who are you?" he backed up from image while he cocked his head a bit.

 

[Empress]

The projection bowed at her waist and tipped her finger to her brow in greeting. " I am -was- Master Dalharil Baatch" The danthiri stated, her ice blue eyes lifting to meet the gaze of the male before she returned to her full height, the rendering processes accurate enough that even her platinum hair moved as if she were still a living being. " I as well as two other companions form the Noetikon of paths- though they are not nearly as social as I tend to be." her expression seemed so beam that much more, giving a subtle hint that she had found more pleasure in interacting with others than what it was believed to be her primary role as a data archivist and consultant.

In times past it was rumored that the Jedi order possessed several Noetikons, the last three believed to have been lost eons ago- the noetikons of light, science, and secrets. Each combined with three gatekeepers, unlike the like a standard holocron- which housed only one essence fused mind. it was said the minds of Masters Tharis Orne, Arca Jeth ,Vandar Tokare, Noab Hulis, Wole Vahn, Nomi Da'Boda - perhaps better known as Nomi Sunrider- Jesper Altex, Bastila Shan and Chamma. all called the ancient artifacts home. The fate of the three Noetikons was still to this day unknown, and only the most vague of hints as to them ever existing has surfaced. The Noetikon of paths howver was quite accounted for having been recovered from a hiding place deep within the old and largely forgotten areas of the Coruscant temple.

The name of the creator of this ancient marvel had been revealed to only a very few, and due to it's rarity, and age, the Noetikon was kept safely from sight, and heavily protected. It was however because of the direct access to all JEdi archive files, and subsequent secondary files that Dalharil had managed to bypass the mess of information, and escape periodically, tapping into holo coms to project herself. It didn't take long for the Grandmaster to request Dal be given more ability to roam and interact with students, bringing with her unprecedented ability to pull virtually anything from the database instantly, as well as her own life experiences.

" Perhaps there is something I can help you find." she stated, though the quirk in her brow suggested that she already assumed that what is was the student sought was less than simple reading matereal.

 

[Gazer]

Leon noted her hair color when she bowed. He had never heard or seen a women like her before. He thought he had seen most of the galaxies inhabitant's but he hadn't seen anyone like her. Leon collected himself quickly and looked back at the archive screen. He thought it would be a good thing to introduce himself seeing as she just introduced herself. "Yeah, introduce yourself..." he thought to himself. He got a little bit more confidence as he spoke. "My name's Leon Stargazer. It's nice to meet you..." He noted her saying that she was a jedi master at some point. He would have to ask her at some point when she was a jedi master.

She wanted to help him look up whatever it was he was going to look up. He intended to look up a lot of thing's; war's, mythic figure's and lightsaber construction just to name a few. He usually didn't have a goal when he came to the archive's. His usual goal was to just learn something he hadn't known before. He definitely wanted to expand his knowledge past what he already knew. Leon took a second to answer and smirked a little when he did. "I wanted to look up old master's. Like the one's from the old tale's told back at home. Like the myth's of the clone war's all the way up to the more recent war's we had..." He enjoyed reading about the battle's of older generation's and the master's at those time's intrigued him. Would he make the same choice's if he were in their shoe's? Could he have handled the situation? He wondered about if they could have handled the situation's he went through. He looked back down at the display infront of him. "Truthfully, my old master recently... Well recently went rouge, I guess is the best way to put it... I've wanted a new master but none have taken me up yet." He hit a couple of button's and continued to look down. He still felt the impact that had on him.

 

[Empress]

Dalharil offered a sympathetic smile as she observed his doings, noting his physical demeanor for a moment before taking a slight " breath" before speaking- even long past her time some instinctual habits never faded. " It is unfortunate that these times have indeed seen our hands tied a great deal" she stated, her mind racing through a running list of known initiates, and padawans and other up to date files on the current population of the order, Her voice was soft as she tilted her head ever so slightly before adding onto her statement " A true master, however- is nobody in particular. Masters are those who have truly learned to set aside the myriad things- have understood that a mountain will be a mountain, a cloud will be a cloud, that the cloud will never seek to become a mountain and the mountain never a cloud" Her eyes seemed to light up as she said this, always loving a chance to set a students mind to work.
" That is to say, a master, in theory has learned that things simply are as they are...we may perceive the world about us in a limited manner at first, but start to find what is truth over time and are able to accept that....yet they too are living beings, making one constant mistake after another as they continue to grow and learn- a title may be something to look good, but the true master is all around you, and within you- it is the fabric of our reality what is needed however, is to be taught to observe these teachings."

 

[Gazer]

Leon smirked. He could actually understand what she was trying to say. Well atleast most of it. A student is a student of what was teaching him, which were his surroundings and what was inside of him, which make's what's in side of him more important then anything. Mistake's make the man but teach the wise not to make them. He actually liked all the philosophical meaning's that came to him every now and again. Sometime's Leon found himself thinking about philosophy a lot. It seemed to help him understand the world he wanted the burden of holding. Maybe one day he would finally get the chance and help someone in similiar shoe's. The wise man know's he know's nothing. He let out a small laugh at the thought. He was philosophizing to himself again. He let out another small laugh and looked up at the lady.

"But what about a boy who need's help in the dark? Maybe I need a light, a guide. Someone wise to help the mistake ridden boy to not make mistake's they have made or seen? Sometime's... Sometime's thing's seem hopeless... And people walk that path that lead's them to believe it's hopeless..." he said and his eye's darted around for a second and he continued to went back to typing.

 

[Empress]

Dalharil folded her arms across her chest and eyed the male for a few moments as he typed, naturally being able to read his inquiry from the receiving end. " Hopelessness is a funny word" she said, pacing slightly behind the young jedi , eyes cast to the floor. " While there is always hope, there really is never hopelessness as we like to explain it. There is despair, there is impatience, grief, even fear... but as long as one person still has hope there is no absence of it- because things may not happen in a set time, never means they wont."

Dal turned her icy gaze back the the jedi and offered a soft smile " Fortunately Ive had thousands of years, and may have thousands more...and I'm quite the optimistic type" It did not take much to be able to read into her tones. The Danthiri master of old was indeed dropping hints.

 

[Gazer]

Leon's eyebrow lifed a little when she answered the young jedi. He could tell she was giving him hint's. Leon smiled a little and tried to hide it. He turned to face her he cocked his head to the side just a bit. "Are you saying you want to teach me, Ms. Dalharil?" Leon thought the idea would be great but he had some doubt's. Maybe she would just help him in a philosophical sense. Or maybe she could travel around the temple. He didn't really know. Another thing that he would have to ask her when the time was right. To have a Master that was in the archives... Or whatever she was in. He still didn't know how she was in front of him or now behind him. Question's just continued to rack up.

 

[Empress]

The ancient Danthiti smiled lightly and half bowed at his question. " Though my body died eons ago, everything that I was is still intact, everything I knew still here...If anything I know more because of my connection to the archives, I cant help but think that may be advantageous." Her arms folded behind her back as she paced again slightly. " Despite all that I am still a Jedi, nothing has changed that. I would be honoured to offer whatever guidance I can."

It was a truth many have come to understand about Dalharil, even when she was alive the Master was never one for turning away anyone for any reason. During the height of the Sith Empire she had encountered and befriended even Sith lords, one of which she even married. Though the history on that was largely wiped clean given that at the time such things were considered taboo in an era of the order being highly dogmatic. The irony being that the grand master at the time had her own touches with love, and had a child herself. It was never spoken of, and Dal never questioned grandmaster Shan's motives to keep quiet. Even hundreds of years later when the order had gone though many changes the Danthiri remained respectful of the " rules" even while training her own daughter.

 

[Gazer]

Leon smiled a little. She was not directly saying yes it seemed to him but she did still say she would help him in any way possible. Saying she would be "honored" made him smile a little more. He wasn't used to proper speech. Where he was from it wasn't as formal as it was here. Corellia was a lot different than this place. He was just an open minded kid from the side of the grass that wasn't as green as it should be. "Thank's Ms. Dalharil. I need all the help I can get..." Leon said with an happy but serious tone. He wanted to get far within the jedi order and hopefully Darharil would push him the right direction. "So can you move around the whole temple or are you stuck in the archive's? I could alway's use a few pointer's in my saber style." It seemed Leon couldn't help himself with a couple of personal question's. He wanted to get to know Dalharil.

 

[Empress]

The Danthiri chuckled slightly and simply nodded as many questions came rolling in her direction, it was refreshing to see the young mans expressions, a subtle but powerful reminder as to why she fought for so much all those thousands of years before.
" I can move about the temple, to a degree" she stated looking down at herself. " Not in as high a resolution as I do this moment, as I have to tap into the temples holo projectors, when not rendering from the noetikon itself...so the quality output depends on the quality of the projector."

she could not help but let out a faint snort to his comment on sabers. Dal have grown quite renowned in her time for her melee skills. " I was a Bard...." she started " and a specialized user from my native culture called a weaver....That was until the Coruscant temple was destroyed and the Republic held hostage under a treaty of 'peace' with the Sith Empire...I learned the art of the blade swiftly after that, gaining a second blade shortly and spent most of my young adult years as a Sentinel...I may know a thing or two."

 

[Gazer]

The young jedi's eyebrow rose slightly at the sound of that. She was a bard. Did she mean she was quick to use her weapon? Leon wasn't up to date with the lingo of the temple still. He still had his same old street mentality. She said she was a jedi sentinal. He wanted to be more of a guardian. He wouldn't mind going on the front line's and sacrificing his life for the mean's of what he stood for. It was in his blood, he wanted to see action. He wanted to achieve a status that held him in high regard for his battle prowess. He couldn't try and cut corner's here. A jedi was a jedi and a jedi had to uphold what moral's the order see fit. Her training and background seemed to be the real deal to him. "...Maybe it's a good thing you almost scared me through my clothes." He said with a smirk.

He had thought of asking her if she could help him build his own saber, but something told him that was more of a right of passage thing. His lightsaber was chipped and busted up from his fight with a K'kayeh dragon. It was in need of some repair. She could probably help him with the list of part's needed but everything else that was needed would probably have to be obtained by himself. Leon looked at her and his eye's lit up slightly. "Do you think you could show me how to repair a lightsaber? Mine is beat up..." He proclaimed with a laugh. "Fighting dragon's isn't the easiest thing in the world..." Leon thought for a second. "I could also use some help with my form too..." He said thoughtfully. He had a list of thing's to do, hopefully she wouldn't mind him dumping some of these thing's on her.

 

[Empress]

Dalharil let out a slight giggle as she recalled her youth. Control and focus were the hallmarks of the Jedi Sentinel of her era. Through years of training, she learned the art of using two lightsabers in tandem to create an intricate web of damage almost impossible to evade, rapid striking, using advanced techniques to augment her ability to do damage or her speed, something perfectly suited for her frame, despite conflicting heavily with her natural personality. More interesting considering her roots in the order came from traveling and studying cultures and force lore and utilizing a unique Danthiri instrument- the haruleann - to pass on her lessons to others in a way no lecture or reading guide could ever hope to match. Yet the drums of war, more at that time found many Jedi being forced to take different paths.

" Im sure I could be of some aid in all those matters" she added in her normal cheerful tones. " I may still have some components laying about in one of my vaults should we need to replace anything "

 

[Gazer]

((Ooc: Sorry that it's small. :) ))

Leon grinned, he liked the sound of that. "Well then, let's go!" Leon was about to walk away when he remembered something. Where were they going? He stopped himself in the middle of a slight hesitation and looked up at Dalharil. He let out a small laugh of embarrassment. "Uh... Where would we go to fix my saber?" Leon looked up at her with awkward smile.