Last Stand

"Our protocol is different." Aola said. "But less formal. We are not a military, after all." For a moment, she looked pensive at that. Then she smiled again. "It is not a Jedi thing, at least not the way you mean it. Few things are. Even if someone cannot feel the Force the way we can, they can bene...

It was hard to sneak up on a Jedi, and harder still to startle them. Aola turned to the newcomer with a serene smile. "Hello." She said. "Master Mobok, here. But you may call me Aola, if you prefer." Some didn't. She gestured to the padded area they'd set up. "Would you care to join us? Some find th...

Dressed in what might be best described as Jedi space athleisure, Master Mobok sat by the edge of the springs. The heat from the water was enough to make the area immediately around it... tolerably warm, anyway, if not quite as hot as the water itself. Serene as always, Master Mobok waited, standing...

Indeed, some conflicts were fated, although understanding was never wasted. "Yes." Aola said simply, nodding slowly. "I expect we shall have much to meditate on. Not just Haneul. Things continue to grow, escalate, change. I wonder at what the council might do..." She frowned delicately. Then she smi...

A search did not turn up any information more than what Aola was saying. "Jedi often work in pairs, whether a master and a padawan, or merely in teams of two. She worked alone." Aola shook her head. "I am not sure anyone knew what was happening with her. As soon as she became a knight, she requested...

Slowly, Aola nodded. "That will be up to her, as with all who choose violence. But we should open the door." The lightsaber, meanwhile, was silent. Whoever made it, it was little more than a tool to its most recent wielder. Slowly, Aola shook her head, although in denial of what wasn't clear. "Yes. ...

Aola took a breath. "It is news." She was silent for a few moments. Then she went on. "I remember when she left the Jedi. I remember she felt the Jedi were too passive. Did not do enough to help. I didn't know her well..." She shook her head. "After she left the order, she vanished. I had not heard ...

It took a bit of time before they found anything. But just as Zephrin commented, Aola sucked breath in through her teeth. "Yes. Her." She reached up, pointing at the screen. Access to the Jedi logs, even just the few they'd brought with them, meant occasionally getting pictures of Jedi. The lightsab...

Aola surveyed the wreckage with a resigned sigh. "It could have been worse, of course." She managed a smile. "It doesn't matter. A working terminal is all we need. A list of names and their status with the order. Perhaps that will be enough." ---------------------------------------------------------...

"Very good, Knight Zephrin." Aola agreed. "Let us work together then, first on this problem, than the other. As serious as this may be, these people need our help."

She turned her attention, at least most of it, to the next patient. But her forehead was still creased with concern as she worked.

Aola looked at it, and then shook her head. "It is not familiar to me either." Her serene expression became a bit more frowny at the suggestion. "That would be concerning. The Mandalorian warrior culture is at odds with Jedi teachings. To engage in violence is to be tempted by the Dark Side." Slowly...

"I see." Aola considered, her eyes on the lightsaber. Then, she reached out, gently laying one hand on it, closing her eyes. After a few moments, she shook her head. "I cannot sense much about this weapon. Nor have I seen it before. Although there is something familiar..." Opening her eyes, Aola sho...

"I expect she was." Aola smiled. "Fortunately, Flora is up to the task. And more." She did not expand on this. Instead, she focused on the object Zephrin placed on the table. She frowned, the frown deepening as she studied it further. "This does not belong to any of those who came with us." Aola loo...

With a slow nod and a smile, Aola agreed. "That would be most helpful, Knight Hayn. I believe most of the serious injuries have been tended to, but there's many minor ones." Indeed, it was mostly cleaning and bandaging scrapes and bruises at this point. A Republic soldier sat down. He'd been working...

The area was quickly becoming full of people. Republic and locals alike were pitching in to construct temporary shelters, first for the injured, and then for the simply cold. Despite that, it was easy enough for Zephrin to sense Master Mobok's familiar aura. While she was not a doctor, she knew enou...