An Unusual Meeting

[Alaisia]

Alaisia watched as V'anon showed her his various scars, telling how he got them. As he continued on and on, she realized that he had gone through much more than she could have even imagined. She listened as he lectured her, and as he spoke she calmed herself until the memories and emotions were pushed away.

"You cannot save everyone, Jedi, put such foolish notions out of your head. Some people are claimed by the Force before you have even met them. But we will get you the skills to save the ones that you can."

She nodded, standing up. "Thank you," she said to him. "I'll try my best to learn. I know I can't save everyone... No one can. But if I can make a difference, I will."

She managed a small smile, finally calming herself to the point she had been before V'anon had even appeared. Once she was satisfied with her control, she went back to trying to Feel what was around her. Her 'bubble' wasn't very big, but it was enough to alert her of things around her. She didn't want to be caught off guard by anything, especially after her outburst. She still was a little self-conscious about it.

As she returned her attention back to V'anon, she rubbed her shoulder where she had been hit by the rock during their short bout. It still throbbed a little and she was sure she would have a bruise but it didn't hurt too much to move it. She was surprised she had been able to move as well as she had earlier during her second attack.

 

[Vexillar]

Eezeo climbed out of the trees, beeping rapidly in Binary. Not many understood the language of droids, that is why Viole preferred it to installing him with a vocabulator. He preferred to limit the creatures that could understand the language spoken between him and his creations. The Sorcerer held up a hand to show that it was safe to the jumpy Jedi. "Speak, Eezeo..." He commanded softly. The droid began beeping and Viole arched a brow. He reached into his pocket and withdrew enough credits for transport. "It seems he must attend to...other matters. Korriban calls his name. Make your way to Korriban. Consider it a...test. If you can get there, he will truly teach you in the ways of the Force. Guide you to the power you rightfully deserve, and you will see that your past, the horrors of Corellia, will give you strength beyond measure..." He clasped her shoulder and gave a small nod. "Oh! He forgets himself, if you are to call upon his name to any in the Sith...you will call him Crusader V." It wouldn't do to have her call him by his fake name. She would probably end up killed or worse. Getting to Korriban would be difficult enough. Getting there by invoking the name of a Sith who didn't exist would simply be...well well beyond impressive.

He placed the credits in her hand, and left her alone there. Eezeo beeped at her a few times, committing her features to it's robotic memory and took his leave as well. Viole trusted they would meet again on the sands of Korriban. It would be so, for the Force did not waste time...all things were with purpose, and hers was to be trained on the sands of Korriban, rise to heights yet unknown to her, and then...well then her future would be in her hands, not his own. He smiled to himself as the Force filled his body and Eezeo climbed onto his back. He moved as a ghost, sightless was his figure as he moved with aid of the Force. In no time he was in town and boarding an Imperial Transport back home. There was business to tend to...