People Just Ain't No Good

[Castor Chumeda Volante]

Castor hated his lightsabers for the first time in his life and he hated his experiences as a Sith not for the first time at all. As a Sith, his lightsabers had been a source of pride; weapons made with his own two hands. They were partially elegant and partially practical and he liked that duality about them.

But now?

Here?

People watched him with naked distrust and sometimes even hate. And that was without the damned things being on. When they were on? Well when they were on, he was lucky no one had shot him on instinct alone.

Or because they just wanted to shoot him - he doubted they had much love for someone who had once been their enemy.

But regardless, he needed to keep up with his saber training. He probably shouldn't have picked the area with the downed tree but the training areas were rather constricting when there was only resentment towards him in the air.

Igniting his crossguard lightsaber, Castor took a deep breath before beginning with his forms.

Hoping he would at least manage to get some training in before he was pushed to stop instead. This was the all-inclusive Rebellion in action.

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[Aurora Blackwood]

The rivermoon of Al’doleem glowed with the power of the Lightside. Aurora would never tire of that feeling. She was tired so often lately. Exhaustion was creeping into her soul. The toils of the Alliance and Order were taking a toll on Master Blackwood. She tried to come to Al’doleem when she could for peace. Unfortunately, she was still in a terrible mood. She had not been back on Al’doleem long enough to wash away the stink of the galaxy. Aurora needed a kriffing break. So it was, the the Morellian Jedi Master was wandering through the monastery.

She heard the familiar hum of a Lightsaber. That familiar sound coming from the courtyard. Her turned to ice. She would not lose another tree. Aurora stalked towards the courtyard. Her feet hammering on the cobblestones. She nearly skidded to a halt when her eyes fell on the man in the courtyard. Aurora’s veins were ice. The unmistakable tinge of the Darkside fluttered in the courtyard. That saber, that unmistakable darkened bled saber. The pain of the Darkness ripping the kyber crystal. Her eyes narrowed and her voice raised.

“You’re one of Leah’s, aren’t you?” She had heard the stories of the Sith Jedi. Aurora was not a hateful woman. She was a Jedi, there was no place for hate in her heart. That did not mean Aurora would be pleasant. She was rarely very pleasant. “You’re the one who cut down the tree…the tree that had stood since before the Jedi Order fell five centuries ago.” She shook her head in utter disappointment. “I should have known, Leah should never have brought you here.” She trusted her fellow Jedi’s judgment, but Aurora trusted her own even more. She needed to see this man could be trusted. She needed to see the Jedi had not made a terrible mistake. They could not afford to make a mistake. @Nefieslab @Wit

 

[Alysanne Drast]

Alys was just getting back from a short trip to the other side of the planet, "Jedi" business she had been told, all it had turned out to be was checking up on a potential Sith sighting. Why anyone thought a Sith would actually be on Al’doleem was beyond her, but someone had deemed the threat to be real enough to send her flying across the planet to go and check things out.

Of course there had been no Sith, there had been nothing, just random gossip that had spooked out someone in the Alliance. The trip hadn't been easy, and she was tired, hungry, and in desperate need of a warm shower. All in all primed to be in a cranky mood, try as much as she might to put it all aside and reach for Jedi serenity, today it completely and utterly escaped her.

And that was the state she was in as she was making her way towards her quarters when she heard a sound that she had no trouble identifying. It was the unmistakable tones of Aurora, shouting at someone. Despite her tiredness, she felt compelled to see what was going on, and took the small diversion that would take her through the courtyard, and came up Aurora indeed shouting at someone, and a pair of crimson blades visible behind her.

A Sith, on Al’doleem?! Shocked for a moment, she reacted almost immediately, pulling her her blaster and the Lullaby and pointing them both at the figure behind Aurora as she began circling around them to get a better look at the Sith.

"What in the Force is going on? Are we under attack?"

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[Castor Chumeda Volante]

His training was interrupted almost immediately and he honestly couldn't say that he was all that surprised, all things considered. He hadn't managed to get through even the first set of exercises for the forms he was wanting to practice today before he felt two powerful signatures in the Force heading his way. Neither of them felt happy but, then again, both of them were rather well structured emotionally speaking so he didn't trust his ability to read their emotions.

Was he one of Leahs?

That implied that his Master had more padawan learners than just himself... which he had kind of expected but it was nice to have it confirmed. Still, the rest was... off. Castor frowned a little bit and stamped down on the natural indignation that came from being accused of something you didn't do. He looked to the tree that had been cut down before turning back to the woman he was beginning to think was probably a Master of some kind.

He knew that bloody tree was going to be blamed on him.

"I am one of Master Reach's padawans; yes." he agreed before shaking his head, holding his lightsabers down at his sides, "You seem very sure that I cut down this tree but I'm afraid I was not the one to cut it down. I arrived at this temple the same day it was cut down, it is true, but the first time I saw it was when it was already cut down."

The second approaching figure pulled out blasters and Castor instinctively raised his lightsabers in a defensive guard position, taking a step back from both Aurora and Alysanne.

"Woah, hold fire! I am no longer... no longer a Sith." he told them before taking a deep breath, "I'm here to learn to be a Jedi and my crystals... I haven't had chance to mend their wounds yet."

... why did he get the feeling like that argument wasn't going to work?

Spoiler: Castor to Aurora

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