Summary/disclaimer: Time for another chapter of Spark of Force. Enjoy the 2600-word story. I don't own Star Wars, Disney and a few others do.
Meetra slowly paused, glancing at herself before she paused to try and relax more and more and more as she paused, thinking for a few seconds, pausing to let it end at the time being.
It would not be utterly dealt with, not when there was just too much to deal with for now and it would not be allowed utterly done for now…
Wesset paused, utterly silent before he sighed and thought of something that would be dealt with for now more than anything else. The idea of it was just too much to try and figure out another measure of peace before now.
"We should get going before something else comes screaming in here," Wesset stated before he paused and looked downwards at the ground, unsure for now.
Perhaps it would be better if he knew what was coming next, not wanting to relax… The idea of it all seemed to be dealt with for now and for good, they had a LOT more to try and do with it all seemed to be going so well for now.
"You should get some rest," Wesset stated before he sighed, relaxing at the moment. "This is Coruscant, however. The planet that is still the heart of the Republic, the crown jewel of the Republic, and part of it that we cannot be dealing with." Wesset stated before pausing.
She seemed to keep growing more and more amused at the time before pausing to fall silent.
"Indeed, it feels like it… But I suppose it all feels odder and odder." Meetra stated before she fell silent, utterly thrown to the side by its grander.
"Perhaps it would be better if we had time to relax?" Revan asked before smirking to himself. "Commander? You and your friends have been Jedi for at least a dozen years, right?" Revan stated before he paused, thinking of something.
"A few decades. Yes, some of us have been like that." Wesset stated before he sighed and looked downwards at the ground. "Why, Master Revan? There's a LOT of options to talk about and we need to discuss them all." Meetra heard Wesset state before he sighed and looked to the side.
The two Jedi seemed utterly tired, pausing to think of what to try and figure out for now.
They were utterly silent, unsure, and unable to relax for now. They wanted to get out of there, knowing it would be better if they were all able to relax, it made them tired, exhausted, and worn down at the end of the day.
The methods that could be done for now… Yet? He held his breath in pausing it, not willing to do more than relax before it came down to it.
All of it would end and all of it would be funnier and more fun to relax more and more with each little passage of time and effort of each little second. He sighed, crashing against the wall with such fun and such effort that it would be dealt with in a good way.
Meetra would keep growing more at the time being before she relaxed before she seemed to keep being, an idea that would crash to the ground.
However? Such ideas were beyond him… Beyond it all, he felt alone, burdened with the idea of being something he wasn't going to be thrown for a loop now… It meant very little, very little to try and figure something out.
There was something else to be done and dusted while she paused to see and do next before he relaxed before she paused and looked downwards before now.
She seemed to be thrown for now as she paused to keep growing more and more. She looked to the ground; an idea that would need to be utterly relaxed for now.
This was going to be thrown for now and then it seemed to be done more and more and more with what to try and figure something out.
She paused before she slowly marched forwards at the time as if she would not be throwing herself against the wall.
She seemed to throw herself into the next wall, watching at the moment as she paused, something that it could be dealt with for now. There was more and more and with each little second.
"You tired?" Wesset paused before he relaxed for now as he seemed utterly tired.
"No. I don't know what I am, I guess I was just expecting something else to be going on." Wesset heard before she sighed to try and end it.
Meetra hummed before she looked to the side as she paused to look to the side, something that bothered her, an idea that would keep growing more and more with each passing little second before now.
Meetra seemed to be thrown for a loop, an idea which she seemed to cut through the identity that it would be ok. She relaxed more and more, tossed to the side… This would not end for now.
"I believe very little changed, very little ideas would be utterly useless if something changed…" Meetra and Wesset stated to which he said nothing.
He paused, relaxing for now, too tired to stay silent. He didn't wish to do much, do much if anything at the moment…
However? She had a hunch to try and see and do for now, an idea that something before he could relax more and more with something that cut through him more and more… It felt like something else, something that seemed to be thrown off more and more at the time being as it came to be, and then? It would not now keep dealing with.
She paused and relaxed to try and do with it for now at this time being… This would not be over end and end well enough. He paused, shaken from the idea, and too interested in politics to relent for even a second.
This would break, even if he had to break it for now… And he would if nothing else… It would be fine and it would all break, even if he had to break it for now and with good reason.
Meetra for her part simply paused to look over at Wesset who had fallen silent, too interested in the next.
She paused to take in the sights and sounds of this planet. She did not wish to keep relaxing for now, not wanting to let it all come crashing downwards… It meant death upon the planet.
She paused to let the sights wash over him… And she could not have allowed it all to come crashing downwards, too interested in it all.
"Hmm, much power I sense from you, Master Revan." Revan heard as he blinked.
"I know that voice…" Revan blinked before he turned to see nothing. "Master Vandar?" Revan questioned as the voice chuckled.
"Dead Master Vandar is, Yoda, I am." Revan heard as he looked down.
A creature, the same species Vandar was, stood there in front of them. Revan took a knee; the legendary Jedi Knight having bowed to him.
"How do you know my name, Master Yoda?" Revan asked to which Yoda paused.
"Old legend, you are. Aware I am, with your feats." Yoda stated before turning to Mace. "Master Windu? Report to the council, you will… Speak with Master Revan and his apprentice, I will." Yoda stated before he paused to try and think of something, too interested in what to say.
"I will meet you shortly, Master Yoda," Mace said before he paused to consider the others.
"Most Jedi did not like my exit from the Jedi," Revan said as Yoda paused.
"A harsh path you walk, a legend of war, you are," Yoda responded. "Much to discuss, have we?" Yoda questioned before he hummed.
"Indeed, I hear the Jedi are at war now." Yoda heard before he turned.
"Master Kenobi, Master Skywalkers? Your assistance, I require." Revan heard.
He turned to see two men, both of whom reminded him of different aspects of himself. the bearded one with a smile on his face of his charismatic self, the one who often solved things without his lightsaber or weapons, one of which he still held.
The other was a man who wore armor around his upper body, younger, a former Padawan if he had to guess. It reminded him of what Revan was on the battlefield, a general, one who handled his enemies with tactics other generals would deem insanely off-kilter, one which he could not have allowed.
It made little sense to him but it seemed both were helpers to Yoda who tapped his cane.
"Master Revan?" Obi-Wan asked as the man hummed, cradling the mask he had worn for the war. "By the force, you are alive," Obi-Wan stated as Revan hummed.
"I am as surprised as most Jedi are, Master Kenobi," Obi-Wan stated before she paused to relax.
This would not be something to deal with for now, something else he could relax. He had a lot of ideals he had to make sure of for now, too unsure of what he had been too unsure for now, pausing to think for now.
He had a lot more to deal with. She had been a general in one life as she paused, too interested in something. She cracked her fingers and looked downwards at the ground.
He seemed to be ready to deal with it for now, she had a lot more on her mind, too interested in something that he had a bothersome issue with. He had a lot of ideas for now, too much had been willing to try and honor them.
She counted herself lucky to deal with such a thing, it was to be too chaotic, too beyond the pale for her.
"Wesset? May I ask some questions?" Meetra questioned as she paused to think.
"Depends on the question… Because otherwise? I might just fall apart now." He stated before he sighed.
There was something to be had here and he had been too exhausted. She paused to think of something for now, thinking only for a second and then looked to the ground.
"What were the Jedi like while we were thrown into that sort of prison?" Meetra questioned to which Wesset hummed.
Wesset had been willing to deal with some chaotic little thing, something that was beyond all the madness.
Too much had been wasted, too much was beyond it for now… And he had no such desire to be anything less… There was something else.
"So, may I ask what the next move is going to be? Or are you trying to think of what we will be doing next?" Wesset asked before he hummed.
"They were a very different type of warrior than you might be used to… I am not sure I can tell, but I do know that we are going to be dealing with something beyond it all…. This will not be as different as before." Wesset stated.
Meetra paused, thinking of the goal beyond such a thing. She rubbed at her temples, the general in her was exhausted too much. This would not be thrown for a loop, a chaotic pain in the ass.
She looked to the side, too consumed for now, too thrown for a loop, too uncultured for it.
She paused thinking of it now, there was an idea hidden for now… She paused to think of her chaos, too interested in what comes down to it all… All she could do? Say, was that there were things she wished to know that she would gladly give up.
She had to find a way out sooner or later… And even then? She wished to be free of it in her ways… She wished to deal with it in his way… And even then? There was a lot more to deal with it for now.
All he could do was sigh… It had been something fun, something chaotic enough to have been done with at the end of the day, it was too much for now.
There was a lot more on the mind to have to deal with for now, it could have been glorious for now… But it would mean something to have been prepared for such a thrashing like this.
There was something else to be prepared for now. They were soldiers, ones which he would keep growing, for now, he had been too thrown off for now… He would keep going onwards and onwards, so much would be something that even a soldier like her would be capable of for now.
She had been willing to try and deal with it all, she knew him, and she knew now what had been willing to happen, but she would not be willing to relax as both walked inside.
Meetra was a soldier; she had been too thrown off. she had been too interested in something… There was chaos, something which had been willing to try and deal with something which could be not too thrown off.
"You should know what was going on is a bunch of tactics that…" Meetra heard.
"That has been around since my time. I am aware, there is no end to it since then. We should be willing to talk openly." Meetra stated. "Master Kenobi? I believe that you have not personally met Revan." Meetra stated.
She had been silent as the man turned to her, Revan as always… Had his face covered by his mask, he knew more and more that such things as they should be unable to act.
"You should know that the more we try? The more we will be unable to deal with… And this is not something we cannot deal with." Obi-Wan stated.
"There's a lot of things I believe we are not used to, Ms. Surik," Obi-Wan stated.
"Perhaps, but I don't believe in writing things off until they're down to the last decimal," Meetra stated. "I sense a lot of conflict in you and Master Skywalker… Are you both ok?" Meetra asked.
She knew more and more with each amusement. She knew both had been broken in their ways, it was not meant to hurt… Only to probe, to cut through them with speed and strength. They would not be willing to act for now, something which bothered the woman but only because it had been thrown for a loop.
She was a skilled general, they knew this and it was something that she envied to a massive degree, there was a big degree of insanity for now… It would be too much to do anything about… Not now, not when it had been spent repeatedly upon existing for now.
He had been ready, and he would be ready for a much longer time than it could have been like, to begin with, and that was a fact too much of an idea to have been dealt with for now.
"Hmm…" Obi-Wan said before Meetra tucked her hands into her robes while she looked over at him.
"I am sorry, Master Kenobi, there is something on my mind and it isn't something that I deal with easily." Meetra said before she allowed the others to leave.
"I'll meet you within the council chambers… I must visit the archives when I am done."
Author notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be delayed. The next chapter will be 900-6500 words and will show more and more of the next meeting with the council which will be in 2-10 months, until then? Lighting Wolf out!