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Naboo, always a place of bustling activity, a world where no one knows who is in control anymore, where civilization just seems to move on regardless of the time. It was much the vast wilderness that surrounded the many populated areas, moving along at its own natural pace, just like the rest of the world. Nothing was the same save for one spot, one dark spot that was far from any prying eyes, surrounded by forest and a consistent low fog. This spot remained the same as it did eleven years ago. Trees never grew here, grass stayed low and a deep green color, as if it took in too much water. A few bare patches were within this clearing, zigzagging in patterns that had no rhyme or reason, scars made without control, by the Force. It was here that she sat on the cold ground in meditation, waiting.
This would mark one of the first times that anyone had seen the sage knight in quite a while after her failed mission Black Fall that ended up costing her vision in her left eye due to an accident with the weather. The wound would heal in time, but right now she had a a silken patch over her eye. Sionann's mind had wandered into the depths of the Force at this point, still searching for answers, answers to questions only she could ask. Those answers flashed by her all the time like bolts of lightning, too fast to catch, too fleeting to understand. Perhaps she wasn't ready, perhaps it was just a matter of time? Sionann tried to reach for one but all that appeared in her hand was a bolt of her own lightning, to her the purest expression of the Force.
Closing her hand around the crackling electricity, Sionann snapped out of her meditation and back into the real. The air was crisp as she took a deep breath in an out, the echoes of the dark acts that occurred here all of those years ago flashing through her mind just like every time she focused on the landscape around her. Another breath and she relaxed, keeping rising nerves from getting the better of her. It was getting easier each time she came back here, but the tug of the Dark Side was still just as real now that she thought about it, and more importantly why did she bring someone here who wasn't prepared for this? Was it poetic that Kalia is just as old as Sionann was when the events that took place here happened? No, it was a necessary lesson, a lesson to remind one of their own mortality and realization that being Jedi didn't mean being immortal.
Rising to her feet, slowly, Sionann stood to her full height, looking around. Kalia would be finding her any moment at this point, a warm up run through the woods to find the silver haired knight, with plenty of twists and turns involved. Of course, she wasn't callous enough to let Kalia be completely alone in finding her teacher. Neve was following from a safe distance to insure the padawan's safety, just in case, but Sionann had faith she would be found. "Trust your instincts and know in the Force no one is truly impossible to find," the last words that Sionann had spoken to Kalia before rushing into the woods to this very spot. She could only imagine how annoyed that the teenage padawan probably was at the sage knight, it brought a quiet grin to her face just as she felt a nearby approach. A left hand reached inside her dark gray cloak and against her robes, clutching the cold hilt of her lightsaber lightly, just in case. If it was Kalia, their next phase of training would begin.
This would mark one of the first times that anyone had seen the sage knight in quite a while after her failed mission Black Fall that ended up costing her vision in her left eye due to an accident with the weather. The wound would heal in time, but right now she had a a silken patch over her eye. Sionann's mind had wandered into the depths of the Force at this point, still searching for answers, answers to questions only she could ask. Those answers flashed by her all the time like bolts of lightning, too fast to catch, too fleeting to understand. Perhaps she wasn't ready, perhaps it was just a matter of time? Sionann tried to reach for one but all that appeared in her hand was a bolt of her own lightning, to her the purest expression of the Force.
Closing her hand around the crackling electricity, Sionann snapped out of her meditation and back into the real. The air was crisp as she took a deep breath in an out, the echoes of the dark acts that occurred here all of those years ago flashing through her mind just like every time she focused on the landscape around her. Another breath and she relaxed, keeping rising nerves from getting the better of her. It was getting easier each time she came back here, but the tug of the Dark Side was still just as real now that she thought about it, and more importantly why did she bring someone here who wasn't prepared for this? Was it poetic that Kalia is just as old as Sionann was when the events that took place here happened? No, it was a necessary lesson, a lesson to remind one of their own mortality and realization that being Jedi didn't mean being immortal.
Rising to her feet, slowly, Sionann stood to her full height, looking around. Kalia would be finding her any moment at this point, a warm up run through the woods to find the silver haired knight, with plenty of twists and turns involved. Of course, she wasn't callous enough to let Kalia be completely alone in finding her teacher. Neve was following from a safe distance to insure the padawan's safety, just in case, but Sionann had faith she would be found. "Trust your instincts and know in the Force no one is truly impossible to find," the last words that Sionann had spoken to Kalia before rushing into the woods to this very spot. She could only imagine how annoyed that the teenage padawan probably was at the sage knight, it brought a quiet grin to her face just as she felt a nearby approach. A left hand reached inside her dark gray cloak and against her robes, clutching the cold hilt of her lightsaber lightly, just in case. If it was Kalia, their next phase of training would begin.