Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Spark of force. Enjoy the 8100-word story. I don't own Star Wars, Disney and a few others do.
Meetra felt the ship was off… Very off, dead in a sort of way as if the force was detached from it in several dozen ways and yet? Nothing at all flowed in or out of it… Yet she could feel the power within, power from something or someone aboard.
She lay in the medical bay, surrounded by the 'clone troopers' as was Revan and yet it seemed to be more and more amused for now. So many soldiers and yet all of them seemed to share a face, an interest, some ideal that Meetra was well aware of.
"Wesset?" Meetra asked as the Jedi slowly crossed the med bay.
"Here, Ms. Surik. You, ok? The crew on the Triumphant are all professionals, trust me." Wesset stated before Meetra smiled.
It was a comforting smile despite himself. The young knight was aware she was many years older and had a few problems with it all… Meetra did not seem the type to cause problems that needed to be fixated upon it all.
"Meetra, are you ok?" Wesset asked, sitting next to the med bay.
"Yes, I need to ask you some questions if that is alight, Master Windu said it would take 3 days to reach Coruscant anyway and I do not know how long it will take for Master Revan to awaken," Meetra stated before looking over.
Revan seemed fine and she could sense his force signature, powerful, interested, and questioned what to do next. It was far more to focus upon now before it came down as now before it was all said and done.
"We need to talk; can we do that?" Meetra asked, sitting on the table to question for now. "I need to focus upon such questions before it is all said and done… Things are odd now, aren't they? In such disasters it's… Odd." Meetra said as Wesset sat next to her.
"You're a war hero from what the books said. One of the best generals in the republic and even someone whom Revan respected to the end of days… I'm surprised anyone remains from then." Wesset said before Meetra hummed.
"Wars end and with it? Conflict. The Sith from back then were powerful… The one I fought? I sensed some light within him… Faint, but it was still light in some measure… He used to be a Jedi, didn't he?" Meetra asked to which Wesset nodded.
"Yes, Count Dooku. One of the better Jedi and a great duelist and yet? Sith got to him. We don't know when or how or why. All that matters to Dooku is power and control and it scares me what a guy that noble would do or what turned a guy like that bad…" Wesset stated before letting out a sigh.
It was not a noise she was used to, not from someone well aware of a Jedi being powerful and she was very powerful if not modest about said power… War served as a teacher to her as much as Revan did to anyone or anything in life.
Still? Life rarely came to them if asked or needed, it need be a worthy problem, interested only in something that needed… No, would be done, if a single moment of peace existed or would exist.
It would not matter or should not matter, for now, it simply seemed more and more and more. Problems would need to arise and it would always fall backward… Meetra had seen the Republic fail those who were capable of defending themselves, it always without fail seemed to go a certain way over and over again.
Yet? Meetra could not turn away from suffering, she would not see Sith flags fly across the galaxy for now.
"Are you going to be, ok? Should I get a medic? Maybe I should?" Meetra heard from Wesset as she shook her head, pausing to let it sink in for a moment, a glimpse into something more.
Yet? Meetra would not at all relent, allowing anything or anyone to get on a path similar to hers. She felt a great light within some of the Jedi aboard so Meetra didn't doubt some Jedi were good and yet otters seemed… Distant, cold, as if a great blade severed their compassion or something.
It did not stop Meetra from wanting to help, she was still a Jedi in the galaxy the last she checked and it would be a cold day in the afterlife if she would back down from duties placed upon her, it wouldn't at all affect her duties for now.
Wesset was silent, utterly baffled and utterly confused for now. He couldn't even allow himself to get it more and more of an issue yet.
Meetra pulled her knees up her to her chest and looked upwards before frowning at herself before now. Meetra yawned to herself before looking upwards at the ceiling, too interested to try and get it done and over for now.
"Are you going to be, ok?" Meetra asked to which Wesset nodded and looked upwards before sighing to herself.
"Yes, just a bit thrown off for now. I don't at all know what to do next… I'm not at all sure for now." Wesset asked before frowning and looking upwards into the sky and yawning to himself before seeming to look upwards.
Yet it seemed to be odder and odder and more and more off-kilter. Meetra was a very strange and confusing woman whom Wesset simply didn't understand the same way. Wesset would continue more and more to focus upon looking upwards into the roof.
She set a foot on the ground before looking at the Jedi Mistress was quiet, frowning to herself.
"You are a very odd Jedi for now, I just hope you know how odd it would have been and I know you seemed to be all over the idea of adapting to the fact centuries had passed since then," Wesset stated before smirking to himself and rubbing at his temples. "Are you going to be, ok?" Wesset asked as Meetra seemed to cross his arms and nodded upwards for now.
Wesset yawned and looked out the window before the doctors seemed to leave the room. Meetra walked to the door, cracking her fingers and tapping her lightsaber on her side. It could only be the emperor that would act as if they were no threat even with weapons and equipment.
Still? Meetra looked out into the void of space, interested only in the stars themselves. It needed to end, all of their infighting and all of the problems the Jedi seemed to have and would continue to have.
"Jedi are always going to be a problem, you know… I don't at all know if it can be fixed. I don't know for now if it can be fixed." Meetra stated to which Wesset shrugged.
"Jedi are flawed, Meetra. We are all flawed as people, you know. I don't at all know if it can be helped." Wesset said and looked upwards. "I don't even begin to know what to try and do next. Problems will continue to plague the Jedi and yet I don't even understand if problems like the ones you expect. Part of me hopes you are very wrong; I don't even want to know what will happen if you were right." Wesset stated before yawning, panicking if only slightly internally.
It was a very odd little slight, only very few seemed to get over more and more of an odd little issue and one not easily turned to heel sometime soon. Meetra was silent, utterly silent, and completely thrown off by it all, eager to get back to what needed to be done and could be done by it all.
"Am I allowed to go to the viewing deck or would I require an escort?" Meetra asked as she looked at Wesset who was silent.
"I can take you if you want but I believe they need to run some tests first to make sure you're ok. I don't know if that's the order but from what I recall? They want to make sure you're ok and so is Revan… I apologize if it seems like blatant mistrust… I've heard a lot about you and your master." Wesset said as Meetra hummed.
"Yes, like how we were exiled after fighting a war against the Mandalorians because Revan wanted action?" Meetra asked as Wesset hummed.
"You'd be surprised to know there are a few Jedi who argue you and Revan had a point no matter how much it might not have come to it… Very easy to forget why you went to war," Wesset stated before he sighed, rubbing at his temples.
"You're a very odd Jedi, Wesset," Meetra stated as Wesset hummed and shrugged.
"Maybe, but we live in odd times. I don't know what to tell you… I don't want an issue with you if we don't need one." Wesset said before he clicked his fingers on the wall.
Meetra seemed to fall silent, tapping her fingers on her arms as the woman sighed and looked over at her. She seemed to fall silent and clicked her fingers together before yawning to herself and looking over at Wesset who yawned to himself.
"Are you going to be, ok?" Meetra asked as Wesset paused and turned to look to the side.
She was utterly silent and waited for him to turn to the side. He turned back a few seconds later and nodded.
"Yes, just a bit off for now," Wesset stated before rubbing at his temples and looking upwards and into the sky.
"Are you going to be, ok?" Wesset asked, turning back to her and smirking before gesturing towards the turbo lift.
"Are you going to want to see the deck?" Meetra heard before looking at the ground. "Ok, let's go. I can take you there sooner or later as soon as the medics finish making sure you're ok." Wesset stated before yawning. "Come get me as soon as you are done," Wesset stated before nodding to himself.
(With Revan)
Revan meditated, surrounded by dozens of clone troopers and the council. It was a lot quieter of a situation to the Jedi Master and it did not at all change hands again and again. He was quiet of a problem to them then his apprentice over and over at the end of the day.
Meetra was a very odd little apprentice and it seemed to become oddly more and more at the end of the day.
It was worth noting just how nicely it could be said and done. This wasn't going to be nicer and nicer for now and she knew it.
She knew more and more that the galaxy was a very horrid place and it would not at all be something he could afford to try and understand. It became harder and harder to with, for the time being, Wesset for the life of him did not at all seem thrown off nor lost but it was clear that the galaxy was a far different place for her and her friend.
"Are Jedi usually this rare or are we some of the last?" Wesset heard from Meetra who drummed on her feet, glancing around the medical bay at the time being.
"No, we aren't rare and we recovered from that war. Your victory over the Sith allowed us to grow far beyond what happened back then, Mr. Surik. We've been able to expand far and wide into the world and it's honestly a lot of fun to think on our feet, having so many adventures." Wesset said as Meetra waved her hands back and forth.
"Just Meetra, Wesset. I'm not a goddess nor am I beyond any Jedi, I've long since been away from the order and the last thing I wish to deal with is the burden of being who I am and what I am at the moment." Meetra responded before she hummed and felt as if she had been personally struck by something.
She didn't even want to know what would become of it all, she didn't need to as it just became harder and harder to deal with. The Jedi, her part in life, who she was, and her purpose… Yes, it felt like she was old and thrown out and into the cold, utterly unsure of what to say and what to do.
"Are you going to be ok or should I get you something then? Because I want to point out the other Jedi are… Worried you might do something, they are worried up and down about the fact your and Revan might end up splitting the order down the middle." Wesset said before he sighed.
"Because of the fact, Master Revan is highly skilled at talking? Hmm, I can assure you Master Revan has already bickered enough with the Jedi Order enough to provoke a response and almost get thrown out." Meetra said.
"I doubt they care much to be fair, Meetra. Master Windu was adamant we find you and Master Revan FAR before anyone else did. I doubt he really expects anything from you but he'd probably have a cow if it came down to you or him, all it does is make his job harder." Wesset stated.
"Boneheaded as always, I should have figured the order would be like this at some point," Meetra stated before she sighed. "Well, it's nice to know that not all Jedi adore following the rules so blatantly," Meetra stated before Wesset hummed.
"Depends on how you see it, I suppose." Meetra heard from Wesset as he looked down at the ground with some annoyance.
All of it was utterly exhausting, utterly unsure of what to try and deal with next as he seemed utterly exhausted. Meetra looked at Wesset who seemed worn down, unsure of what to tell her and she knew more and more he was just scared of what she'd say, do, unsure and uncertain of even the most basic words from her mouth.
Was she so terrifying to people that even the most basic of words were used to deal with the ideas dwelling within her fragile little head? She didn't at all comprehend what it was and what could be done to fix it.
Nor did she want to know what the Jedi council thought of her. One variation already hated her enough to try and drive her out of the galaxy, she doubted another would even care or need a reason to hate her. It was not hard when they already had a dozen more on the way and yet? She was curious about what she had missed, what she wasn't present for.
She drummed her hands on her feet and then looked at Wesset who was busy thinking of certain questions he could ask her.
"Are you all, right? You look like I've become a force ghost or something." Meetra stated to which Wesset shrugged.
"No, I'm just not used to seeing someone who's supposed to be dead alive. You and Revan are two of the most ancient legends in the galaxy and here I am talking with you as if you've been around since then… It's just a lot to try and take in if I'm honest and I don't know WHAT to try and take in, only that It's all shocking and fascinating." Wesset responded to which Meetra simply rolled her eyes.
"I'm not a goddess, Wesset. I'm just dealing with some things. It's a lot nicer than you might think not having to always worry about." Meetra said to which Wesset hummed and smirked to himself.
"No, but you're a very good Jedi, one who saved the galaxy and I'll tell you right now someone is going to need to save it before we all die… or at least before something else destroys it all," Wesset said before he hummed and fell silent, utterly unsure of what to tell the woman.
Wesset knew more and more that her antics were not at all meant to offend nor did they.
All of it seemed to be more and more fascinating to the new Jedi who was able to relax. He was not at all able to try at the end of the day as he didn't even know himself more and more. This was going to be fascinating when he managed to get back to where he was and where he'd go next
This was a lot better and he knew it. He knew more and more that whatever grievances they had would need to end. He was a lot more to try and understand at the end of the day. This was nice but it was utterly over and they knew it, anyone worth their salt would know that and know just how much it had to end, it'd end before someone else crashed the part at the end of the day. Such problems rarely came within a moment of choice and it was clear they were needed to try and make things better… The problem with symbols such as them, however, was how people relied on them over and over. It was sheer madness.
"Are you ok?" Meetra asked as Wesset hummed.
"Yes, a bit now… But not as much as before." Wesset said as he sighed. "What about you? we're going to be at Coruscant sooner or later, you know. There will be a lot of people in the way who want to meet you, Meetra… A lot of Jedi will be curious about who you and Revan are and a lot of them are curious about what your and Revan do." Wesset stated before he hummed.
"Maybe, but it will be utter madness to assume I am still the same Jedi from before. We can't all be the same people that you want." Wesset said before he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
This was utterly odd for him to get used to and nothing more and nothing else at the time. He clicked his fingers together and hummed before he looked at her.
"We found your lightsaber… Master Plo wanted me to try and wait for a good moment to try and deal with it all. I don't know if you want it back now… It was always yours; I heard the emperor buried Revan with his so I don't think of." Wesset stated as he held up his hand and revealed that her lightsaber was resting within the palm of his hand.
He knew more or less just what was going and he'd be damned if he allowed it to be that way… All problems involved with it would not at all end and yet? he was still willing to fight for it if nothing else. It all meshed together in a giant soup for Wesset and he was all too unsure of it and not at all ready to deal with it.
Meetra drew the blade to her with the force, unsure what to say or do at the end of it all, it was an utter nightmare and something that need to be addressed.
"You like the past, don't you? I've not met a lot of Jedi in the galaxy who enjoy this sort of thing often. I don't even want to think about it at the end of the day." Meetra stated before she looked up at the ceiling.
"Maybe, but it all depends on what you do next. I don't even want to try and fathom it all, you know… Just an odd part of life." Meetra stated before he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, utterly tired and exhausted more and more.
He knew more and more if he even tried to understand it that he'd find himself just baffled more and more. It all blurred together into a fine gel, one that he could only dream of understanding at the end of today…
Yes, today utterly scared him more and more at the time being, and yet he was totally worn down by it all as of now and yet it slowly melted into him at the end, utterly confusing him.
Meetra watched as Wesset sighed and drummed his hands on her legs before she slowly started to ponder if she was even slightly upwards.
He knew more and more that it tried to focus more and more as he seemed to understand at the time being as he yawned before he looked upwards into the roof. He was all too prepared for now as he looked around more and more.
This became harder and harder to deal with and he clicked his tongue and seemed to be more and more tiresome as of now. The problem was over and over and over at this moment and clicked his tongue at it.
Wesset looked at Meetra and crossed his arms as he looked down at the ground before he rubbed at his temples and slowly started to snap his fingers before now. He was all too unsure of what to say next and he was amused of Meetra was utterly amused at the end.
Meetra looked upwards at the ceiling and smirked before he clicked his fingers down at the ground.
He seemed to be sure of himself as he slowly started to look upwards and was all too amused. He was all too much to try and figure it all too much at the time and he clicked his fingers against the table.
All the pieces rarely if ever clicked into place, they never once seemed to be easy to find, and once they were found it was impossible to try and click them or even pin them all down. all it did was possibly remind them of things that come and gone and problems beyond their control.
Meetra was truly silent, curious at the end of the rotation about what may or may not be done to try and fix said problems, it was just what came next that was odd over and over at the end of the day.
"Are things so terrible in the galaxy that me and one of the former Sith Lords who had almost enslaved it would be welcome? That doesn't mean a lot of good when it comes to who and what is going next, you know." Meetra said as Wesset hummed.
"No, but the galaxy is divided more and more by Count Dooku. Whom claims the Republic is corrupt and therefore that planets who don't like it should leave it for good." Wesset stated before he rubbed at his temples. "I don't agree on a lot of things with a Sith, but he's right the Republic isn't as good as it used to be," Wesset added with a sigh.
"Not the type of thing I'd expect from a Jedi Knight," Meetra stated, drumming on her legs more and cracking her arms.
"Not every Jedi thinks we should go with the flow and just try and see where it goes. We've broken enough to know where it goes and the last thing, we need is to try to fix everything… We got to learn to be better." Wesset said before he handed her the lightsaber. "I'll be outside if you need us. We have a lot more to try and fix sooner or later and we already got to relax." Wesset stated before he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
He didn't know what to tell her at the end of the day before it ended. The ideas in his head were all too missing a piece to try and deal with at the second.
He turned to look at her before he seemed to be utterly confused and baffled by it all, adrift in an ocean that he seemed to be all too amused at the end of the moment.
Meetra said nothing as Wesset walked to the edge of the room and sat down on a medical cart which amused her. The Jedi of the era still seemed to have some hope but she did not trust them at the end of the day, she didn't trust them at all to a degree.
It wasn't out of hatred, she knew that Wesset was not a monster, but that meant little to nothing to the others who were all too divided by things beyond what they could be.
They had a lot more to try and do next. She didn't at all know what to do next. She was utterly divided by the fact the other Jedi would act; she had no real idea of what to do when she arrived at Coruscant.
"Do you know how badly the war has been going if the Jedi have recovered?" Meetra questioned as Wesset hummed and looked at her.
She was too utterly divided by her emotions to try and focus on such important issues. Whatever came next would be harder said than nothing and she could sense there was some division between the rest of the Jedi.
"Well, the droids outnumber our army five to one, Count Dooku used to be a former Jedi and we don't know who's Dooku's master at the end of the day is," Wesset said before he slowly started to look around the room.
"So, you got us back to be generals or…?" Meetra asked before she let out a yawn and hummed to herself. "I know we're good, but I don't know if we can or should win a war for the Jedi," Meetra stated before she looked down at the ground.
"You'd have to ask Master Yoda, Meetra. All I can tell you is that I'm not at all mad we woke you both up, the least you deserve after fixing the galaxy is to be able to live and not be locked up in some corner of the galaxy." Wesset stated before he sighed as he clicked his tongue.
"I have more questions than… Am I allowed to contact Master Yoda then?" Meetra questioned before she looked over at Wesset hummed before he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth.
"Ask Master Plo. I'll go get him, just stay here. You've been trapped in that vault for centuries and we don't know what it might have done for you and Master Revan." Wesset stated before he slowly yawned and then turned to walk away before turning.
"I'll deal with the big stuff; can you trust us at least to explain some of what happens or has happened? Because I understand not trusting us fully… But not all Jedi want to keep secrets, I'm just happy to see two famous legends are alive and not dead." Meetra heard as Wesset nodded before he slowly started to leave out the room.
He'd had a lot more to try and focus on at the end of the day before he was utterly tired more and more.
They had a lot more to figure out at the time being, too much to try and deal with, they had just something on the brain that couldn't be denied or thrown away. It was entirely clear that as the cruiser went through hyperspace, so too did her thoughts, something odder and odder as of now, something that could only be completed with time.
(With Revan)
Revan watched clouds of stars streak by in the window, something that he was still getting used to over and over again as things came to light. He knew very little about this place and yet… Here he went all over again, something that was beginning to get harder to stomach.
All of this became harder to figure out now. Every molecule of his being saw it clear as of now, it seemed to be harder and harder at the moment to focus upon.
The Jedi master and former Sith knew a great many people all wanted to control his power. He knew his speaking skills, his tactical mindset, his views on the galaxy, and his fighting abilities were in high demand.
Someone wanted him for good reason and he sensed it was not a Jedi, his last war had been against the Sith themselves, eager to defeat them for the good of the galaxy and eager to be free of the Jedi's views on him and his wife. He did not wish to force the views but it was clear the galaxy did not care, did not wish to care, and could not as a group tolerate anything they did or wished to do at the moment.
There was a knock on the door, and a rapping of knuckles upon the Durasteel as the Jedi Master willed the door open with but a gesture and was greeted by Plo Koon. The Kel Dor constantly proved himself to be someone Revan felt he could at least trust, he felt no desperation, no need to fight.
He recalled his last meeting with one of his kind. It had been centuries apparently since he had met or even seen as fascinated by them to a degree he had not once been given a chance to try and right the wrongs of their kind.
"Master Plo," Revan said, turning his masked head around. "I'm surprised you've come to greet me and not Master Windu. I've heard he's been eager to see me since the offset of my discovery." Revan said as Plo hummed.
"I see your abilities over the very force of the galaxy itself were not understated. It's very impressive for you to be able to read the mind of a Jedi Master." Plo said as Revan hummed.
"I apologize, my abilities are still offset by the fact I'm still emerging from the deep sleep the emperor placed me in when I fell. Things about the galaxy are… Odd, given what has come to pass now and what I sense but I feel as if I am in no real condition to judge what has come to pass now. Not with the galaxy at odds." Revan added to which there was little to nothing on the line as she came and went.
Something that could and would only continue to grow, grow far beyond what was possible, what could and would be thrown upon the battle lines of the war itself, they had a lot more plans to figure it all out. Something as common as him was odd and he knew that the other Jedi seemed to be of similar stock.
"He's a lot more… Blunt when it comes to dealing with something that cannot be simply bullied into submission. I apologize for the way he wants to act; he's very used to acting bullheaded when it comes to tactics and strategy." Plo stated as Revan simply waved his hands to the side, unsure and uncertain of what to do at the moment.
"Don't, I do not need you to explain why the Jedi are…. In such a way. I am used to how they act. It is not uncommon when it comes down to such methods. They are blunt, straightforward, eager to handle business before anyone or anything wears them down, it is applying a hammer to a wall." Revan said before he looked at the Kel Dor.
"The Jedi, Wesset. He and Kara seem rather close for a pair of Jedi… I can sense her feelings, she feels safe, secure, and relaxed around him. it's a very nice feeling to try and feel about it." Revan said before he looked down at the ground.
"Your powers over the force are not understated. I'm impressed." Revan heard as he hummed.
"You don't require the force to sense that. Meetra is my friend, practically a sister. She is one of the most talented generals besides myself in the Republic military when I checked it out." Revan said as Plo hummed.
"Indeed. I've heard your tactics turned the tide against a war the Republic had no chance of winning conventionally. It is rather high praise for the Mandalorians to consider you alone a worthy enemy." Plo said as Revan hummed.
"One of my friends was a Mandalorian, Master Plo. I have no hatred of their people nor would I be eager to see them driven to extinction. They want nothing more than a proper war and a chance to fight a worthy enemy. I might disagree with it but I hold no hatred towards them for their views." Revan said.
"Nor will I fight the war against the enemy without knowing why they dislike the Republic. We were not at all a good place to live within nor were we the knights in shining Durasteel we claimed to have been, wished to be, something far beyond what we are." Revan added before sighing.
He didn't wish to say or do anything with the information he knew. His powers allowed him to pull information from the minds of the other Jedi but he did not, his intentions were easy to fake, and so were words, body language, and faces. Not so much, not unless they were trained to be a certain way.
Yes. It had to be figured out now before something else came to pass. It was just a matter of time and effort before something else broke their way and allowed them the reign they were used to. It was only going to be a short while before he knew more than he should be used to.
He doubted he'd be used to anything at the end of the day. there was a lot more to figure out and he knew more and more at the moment.
All of it was a lot more to figure out at the rotation's end, more than he doubted a mere Jedi could figure out. Sometimes it bugged him being the only general who seemed to bring to mind something ended sometime soon.
He had a lot more to figure out and yet he just didn't at all know what to say or even do. Something within his mind told him this was all a lot worse than before.
"It seems that way but I do not for the life of the Jedi agree it will be in their best interest to be here… Many of the Jedi brought along were picked by Master Windu. I merely selected Wesset for his healing abilities and his compassion. Something I don't see very often." Plo said before Revan hummed.
"The Sith who attacked us isn't the one who is the powerful one. I've fought Malak before and his power was only strong enough to break away from the emperor, not carve his path. It's a part of being a Sith." He said before he looked down at the ground as if inspecting something.
"You mean it's…" Plo started to say only for the man to hold up his hand.
"It is merely a hunch. He does not feel as powerful as a Sith should be… He is not a Sith by birth, is he? He used to be a Jedi until something made him one." Revan said before he cracked his fingers.
He seemed to be utterly unsure of what to try and say as of now. all such options on his mind seemed to be able to relax. He didn't at all know what to try and handle next.
"You're a very interesting strategist as of the time, you know. I sincerely doubt those sorts of reports were fake… Which means more and more that you were exactly what the reports said about you. I'm impressed a Jedi of your caliber wasn't killed off by the Sith on the off chance they could turn the war." Plo said before he clicked his tongue and he looked down at the ground.
There was a lot more upon the moment to do and it seemed to be utterly impressive to deal with as of now before now. He was a lot more uncertain and unsure of what to seem to make a reality at the moment.
There was a lot more to figure out, something that could and would grow within them like a pit. He didn't at all understand them… But he fought all the same.
He was silent, looking down at the ground one last time before deciding his next move. Most of his friends would be dead… But he knew 2 who wouldn't be killed no matter how long the amount of time that came and went no further, not even an inch, not at all. No, what he could and would continue to be more and more dangerous.
Whatever they do next? Well, it'd be something horrendous, something far beyond the pale.
(With Meetra)
If there was something Meetra didn't understand as their warship slowly yet surely sliced through space? It was how odd this ship made her feel. Most Republic ships back in the day relied on sheer firepower, not at all throwing fighters into the mix considering they were far beyond the pale at the moment.
All it seems to be something far more than possible; these ships were based around fighters and she could see it in the design, a pointed bow meant to launch warships, a mix of laser batteries, and turbo lasers.
"These cruisers are a large part of the new republic navy, are they not? They make sense from a tactical standpoint, something that can cover all of the skies in firepower and destroy it all." Meetra stated a few seconds later.
"Partly. I believe it was also due to the fact they work out better on the front. No offense to your group or what they offer. However? I do think it matters the same way." Wesset said as Meetra hummed.
"All of it matters, truly. It matters a lot more than you could believe it does and the more effort put into trying to destroy it? The more you can devote to trying to figure out fighting the rest of the battle… I am curious as to why they had decided to try and throw more and more firepower at fighters than perfecting the rest of the navy." Meetra said to which Wesset hummed and looked down at the ground.
It was all too amusing, something he didn't at all know what to try and handle now. She looked at Wesset who had been utterly silent at the moment, unsure of what to figure all out.
Meetra watched Wesset slowly start to walk toward her, unsure of what to deal with next, he held out a hand towards the former Jedi Knight and general with amusement.
"Let me show you your room. We have a fresh pair of clothes and a room for the next 2 days until we get back to Coruscant." Meetra heard as she nodded and allowed the Jedi Knight to slowly start to lead her towards the turbolift, grabbing her boots and her lightsaber with the force.
"You should know the Clone Troopers might be a little… Protective, their very skilled warriors like the Jedi but they can be very snarky and very sneaky when it comes down to it as of the moment." Wesset said before he looked down at the ground, unsure and uncertain more and more of all that stood before him.
He didn't know what she was like, something far beyond what she could or would be and what could be able to be relaxed. It was far too beyond what he could wish to hope for now. something that could and would continue to grow odder and odder at each juncture.
It was beyond what he could say and even do now. it was more and more horrendous when it was all over with, something he just didn't at all wish to be there nor would they be. Anytime soon would be worse and worse, anything better or worse was better than this and they knew it more and more with such persistence.
Meetra trusted Wesset seemed to be something that could and would be more and more relaxing at the moment as he seemed to be horrid at the moment.
He didn't at all know what to try and do more and more what to do next as he looked down at the ground.
All of it seemed to be able to relax, something he could try and figure it all of it came down to it. He didn't know what to try and do at the moment and neither did she at all, not even a little bit. She was all too relaxed, something that couldn't and wouldn't end the way they wanted.
Part of her knew they wanted the duo because both were skilled generals and leaders in their own right, he and she were well aware of what they were and what they could do at the moment.
All problems within them were worse and worse. It didn't matter, couldn't and would continue to grow as of now. They would not fight a war for people they didn't even know, they had no loyalty to these people, and no desire to fight another war anytime soon.
But she trusted Wesset. He showed no hatred, no discourse, no desire to use her. He was still a Jedi and a stranger to her but she was well aware of what the Jedi wanted and he made no mistake of trying to disguise what he was and whatever came next. All of it pointed to relaxing and meditating when it was all said and done.
Yes, all of it seemed more and more odd and unsure and uncertain to her. She wanted to believe they'd be there when she wanted them to be but she didn't believe for even a second.
All of it was horrid, worse and worse, unsure and understanding at the time being and he was cracking his fingers once more before he yawned and looked upwards and into the sky.
He didn't know what to try and say and do once more as he seemed to be able to relax once more.
He wanted more and more on the time and it was awkward but so was she at the moment, just having been cleared out of her place… Yes, it felt more and more horrid as she considered it all.
She wanted more, much more than she could allow herself, and if not? Well, it'd need to keep people safe and she respected it to the best of her ability… Just not in a way that could and would allow them to relax more and more. What she did know was they were supposed to be pushed which he could and would only be able to relax when he was at her mercy.
"You enjoy talking to a massive degree, don't you?" Meetra questioned as Wesset hummed, and nodded.
"To a degree, yes. It varies from moment to moment. Why? Do you need something or are you just curious about it? because if you wish to ask? Yes, I do wish to say I am very well aware of that fact but I do not reveal in it to the degree in which you believe I do." Wesset said before she pushed him aside a second later.
"No, I am just curious considering how little I've seen Jedi willing to do such a thing." Wesset heard from Meetra as he hummed and looked down at the ground.
"To be fair? I don't exactly know what I'm doing half the time and the other half. Well, I'm making it up as I go mostly and it's not as easy as you think, it isn't going to be something we can do with, not when it's easy, not when we can do better at the moment." He said before he rubbed at his eyes.
"You are very interesting when it comes down to it, you know that?" Meetra said as he hummed.
"I'm fairly certain I do know that… I just don't seem to care as much, to be honest, truly, I do not know how well I'm going to be able to jockey it out of control." Wesset said as he rubbed at his eyes once more.
"Hmm. Very astute for a Jedi who has a degree of silence over their actions, you know. I almost feel I know you and don't at the same time, truly… I don't entirely understand it, but I wish to at the same time." Meetra said as Wesset hummed and looked down at the ground.
"If it were easy to know a Jedi? They failed at being one. I assume Revan himself would have taught you that lesson. We aren't easily known nor easily settled at the same time." Wesset stated before he looked and looked down at the ground.
He did not know her to a massive degree and she did not at all know him to the same degree.
It was clear more and more at the time that they had things in common to a degree that was easily picked apart in words if not actions as of now.
There was a lot more on his mind, something that he could relax upon doing as of now. He clicked his fingers once more as he sighed once again… All of it made him relax as he hummed to himself.
There was all too much as to this moment, he didn't at all know what he was relaxing as of now. This moment was something that he couldn't relax upon figuring out for now. He felt sick, unsure, and unable to think for now.
It was far too much for the soldier's guardian who wanted to relax over and over again, he wanted to think for now something was wrong.
Meetra turned to look at him, unable to fathom what was going through was going to be able to relax once more as he seemed to be able to fix his thoughts.
He looked at her before she clicked her tongue and tapped his knees before he looked at the ground.
"All of it seemed to be so easy for now. There was a lot more upon which we need to relax once more." Wesset said before he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Life is always easy. War is not, it's something I don't know what to try and say." Meetra said to which she looked down at the ground. "I don't entirely know what you're dealing with, but it's not as easy as you think to deal with. I don't know what war the Republic is fighting but it's a far heavier one than it seems to be shown as." Meetra said as Wesset hummed.
She waved the door open with the force as easy as one would swat a small bug. It was something that could and would allow them to focus on walking once more.
Still? There was a lot more upon which they could deal with. She had a lot of skill for a Jedi that was going to be quite hard to do so with so many trials and tribulations. The ideas that could and would exist didn't for now at the moment.
Their fate was something more and more fascinating for them both. The droids didn't help nor did anything else. No, they would need to keep going and going at the moment and would need to snap and relax sooner or later. It was a lot to take in and a lot more to deal with than before, an idea that could and would exist no matter what he said and do as of now.
He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth as he crossed his arms and looked downwards at the ground, able to figure out everything for now and unsure of his moves and hers at the time being. He was a lot more insane, a lot more focused upon a way to focus for now.
He wanted something far better than he had done before. A focus to which there was no real answer to it before he ended it.
Author notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be in 2-10 months and will show more and more of Meetra and the others along with starting their arrival at Coruscant. Until the 900-6500 word chapter, Lighting Wolf out!