Jedi Special Investigation Unit

[Roku]

"You could say that..." She told him, opening her eyes wide and showing him the swirling colors of her irises. "Savard told me my mother was...not birthed properly. She was a clone, and spent her whole life blind. She was the only survivor of fifty-seven attempts to clone a jedi with their force powers still intact... and she was heavily drugged on deathsticks when she was pregnant... some combination of this is causing problems for me..." She told him.

"Aura told me that... sometimes he has similar issues, and that catering to his dark desires makes it go away. Something to do with balancing light and darkness... but I am a Jedi...and I will sacrifice my eyes if it means remaining one..."

"I am ready... and I would like to see the ceremony."

[Damocles]

"This cult" Vincent started to say "Is the future of the force" he finished. Drake stared at him confused "Care to elaborate on that one?" Drake asked, Vincent pulled off his mask so he could stare at both Drake and Jor "Of course I will Master Hellion. The Jedi reject their base instincts correct, to do what is best for the galaxy. You should know this better than anyone Hellion as you have your family, you seem to be the only Jedi that does. The sith on the other hand give in to all of their instincts and runs rapid through chaos" he said.

He held up his hand "Jedi represent order, Sith represent chaos, the cult simply wishes to find a middle ground" he said. "That is the reason I have to kill you Jedi and Sith, balance Master Halcyon balance" he finished saying

"So where does that leave you once you've balanced everything?" Drake asked. "Once I purge the force, I'll finish the cleansing by killing myself as well" Vincent finished.

Drake looked at Jor before leaning into him "So he's homicidal and suicidal, and it looks like he whole heartedly believes this shit he just gave us. So, what should we do with him?" Drake questioned Jor.

[MikDaTv]

“We strip him of the Force.” Jor responded. “Place him in psychiatric care and have a Jedi check in on him once a month to make sure he never gets it back. If he’s so completely forgotten the teachings of the Jedi Order then there’s not much we can do.”

Jor focused on Vincent and filled his voice with the Force to ensure they carried the weight he wanted them to. “Vincent, the Jedi Order doesn’t represent order. Our job has always been to maintain balance. You aided these maniacs in killing a dozen, innocent, non-force sensitive, civilians on Bespin. Dozens more were wounded.”

Jor stood up from the table and turned to Drake. “Have him stripped naked and placed in solitary confinement. Have Kamille get in contact with orbital defenses and tell them to be on the lookout. I’ll get in contact with as many Masters as I can in order to organize the ceremony to strip his power and then I’ll head to the holding area and shut down any attempt he makes to escape using the Force. I want two armed guards and at least one Jedi with him at all times.”


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“Eek.” John said “You should probably see a doc about that. I mean isn’t your bro like 12 years old? Not sure how much a kid could know about eye medicine. Push comes to shove and it doesn’t look like there’s anything that can be done you could at least get fitted with Prosthetics. Jor has one and it works fine, except he complains about it itching a lot but that’s just phantom pain I think.”

John pulled out his datapad and scrolled through some E-mails until he found the one Jor sent him with the link to the Knighting ceremony. “It’s pretty basic.” He explained. “Ancient Jedi weren’t into as much pomp and circumstance as we are now. The ceremony Jor devised is kind of a mixture of a few traditions both new and old.”

He pulled up the simple ceremony directions and handed the pad to Sable.

The Accolade

The knight to be kneels in front of the presiding Templar and bows his head.

The Templar uses a sword (the Accolade Blade) and places the flat side of the tip upon the left shoulder of the knight to be.

Templar – “Do you swear to follow the Jedi Code as taught to you by your Master(s), and to serve the Force no matter where it might call you?”

Knight to be – “I do.”

Templar – “Then I, as a designated representative of the Jedi Order, and servant of the Force do promote you to the rank of Jedi Knight.”

Templar lifts blade up just enough to bring it over the head of the knight to be and then brings it down to touch the right shoulder quickly before withdrawing the blade and sheathing it (returning it to its place of rest.)

Templar – “Rise, Jedi Knight”

Newly promoted Jedi Knight rises to a standing position and remains facing the Templar

Templar – ”Advances Chevalier au nom de Vis” (Be a good Knight in the name of the Force)

“it’s short, sweet, and gets the point across. Is there anyone in particular you’d like to be there when we do it? I can send out invitations if you like.” John finished

[Roku]

Sable had a look at the datapad, and nodded after reading the accolade. There was only one person she could think of when he asked his question.

"My brother..." She told him, her flickering multicolored eyes focusing on his. "... I want him tracked down and captured before the ceremony. Maybe it will convince him to stop his evil ways."

Aura always had been an incredibly talented Jedi, with no regard at all for the codes and rules and morals that went with the physical side he excelled at. Sable had been defenselessly tossed out of a moving speeder with the intent of killing her. But she wasn't the type to hold a grudge.

The color of her eyes settled back to their natural green for now. She was in the early stages of her... condition.

"Our birthday is in less than four weeks... we're turning eighteen. Knowing him, he's going to try to show up here anyway, undetected. He likes to give me a present... usually a pleasant one, but given the circumstances... who knows..."

[Damocles]

Drake looked at Jor when said strip him of the force "We can do that?" he asked him in a confused whisper.

Vincent stared at Jor when he told him he had killed innocent people and injured dozens more. "No one is innocent" Vincent said to Jor with a stern voice "Everyone is guilty, even you and I. Especially me, my crimes are too great to be counted. Even before I was discovered by your jedi order my crimes were great. I remembered, that's the reason I believe in this cult." He said "The Sith who manipulated me to do his killing, the Jedi who so easily trusted me without ever knowing what I really was, then there was me who used the excuse that I'm not in my right mind to do horrible things to many people" he laughed.

"If people like that man could exist this world, if a man like me could exist in this world, then there is no hope for this world...wouldn't you agree Master Hellion? You know a thing or two about removing cancers that plague this galaxy, isn't that the reason the Jedi keep you and your padawan around? To deal with people like...me?" He asked.

Drake looked away before turning back to Jor "I'll get security in here to take him away" Drake said walking out the room, he looked at Kamille "Kamille" He said, the boy nodded and went off to do what it was Jor had instructed him to do as Drake went to get the security.

Back in the room Vincent looked at Jor "So, what about you Master?" He asked him "What do you think balance is in this twisted galaxy we live in? Would it not be balance to kill me, for those that I killed. Would it not make their family's happy to know that instead of helping the man who murdered their husband, mothers, and children that you just ended him? Is that not this balance of what you speak?" He asked.

[MikDaTv]

"Yeah, we can." Jor replied in the same whisper.

When Vincent had finished his rant Jor shook his head in disappointment. "Vince... It's not for me to judge you. The Force decides balance, not me and not you. Goodbye Vince."

Jor walked out and once he was in the hall he grabbed his com link. "Rita, open a secure link to the Jedi temple on coruscant. I need to have a private conversation with the Council."

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John thought for a minute. "Well, as the Templar charged with the defense of this Jedi facility I can promise both of you that we won't harm him if he comes here. Inviting him back for a chat with his sister and maybe and argument or two with the Jedi masters here might even do him some good. I can also promise that your safety, and the security of this facility will be maintained. So as long as he doesn't come here to start something, we won't start anything either."

John took his data pad back and slipped it into his pocket. "You can send an invitation to him if you like. I'll go prepare for the ceremony. I'll be ready to go whenever you are."

[Damocles]

Vincent looked at Jor "And that Jor, is why the Jedi will always be weak" he said to him watching the master leave the room.

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Drake continued down the hall Kamille walked over to him. "Kamille, did you take care of what Jor said?" he asked, Kamille started to walk beside Drake "Sure did, the defenses have been alerted to be on the look out for Vincent's buddies" Kamille looked at Drake "What about you? How are you doing Master? I mean we still have to go and find Jayne are you up for that?" Kamille asked.

"Of course I am" Drake assured Kamille "Though I think the most important thing we need to do is focus on finding that last orb before they do" Drake said "They'll be coming here soon" Drake said "They'll need to the orbs we have they'll come here to get them and probably the lunatic we got locked up as well"

[Roku]

"Sounds good to me." Sable told him with a nod. She had her doubts that a talk with the masters here would set Aura straight. Without realizing it, she was rubbing the part of her head that took the worst brunt of her injuries, and stopped as soon as she noticed. She blinked at John. "I'm sorry I'm not more talkative about this... I've got a lot on my mind, as you can well imagine... Gotta send him an email... no idea what to say" She told him. She gave him a cute but somewhat fragile smile.

[Roku]

About a week later.

A ferocious hateful energy could be felt in the skies above Odan Thos Airfield, and the sounds of Savard's private shuttle, the Wasp could be heard making it's approach. It was a fairly small vessel, but rather quick. Inside were just four passengers. There was the Lorrdian Jedi Decon Cross, The dark and illusive Lady Nisha was here as well. Currently bound with electric cuffs behind her back, if she struggled too fiercely they would send enough energy into her nervous system to stun an elephant. On top of that, she was also being actively drained of force power by Savard. Tess sat nearby, unshackled, and made to look depressed. That had been Nisha's orders to her. To look useless, powerless, so that she would be underestimated.

As the Wasp finally made landfall, the large door opened up and Savard and Decon were tasked with grabbing Nisha and hauling her away. "You've caused me a lot of personal grief... " Savard told her sternly. "Don't expect me to be kind when they cross examine you... Aura will be next..." He told her confidently.

Inside Sable felt the presence of her master. She also felt a dark presence. Her brother? No... but someone who had been in contact with him. She would make her way outside. A smirk played across her face. She wondered if the bitch had brought her little toy.

[Gamov]

A chill wind swept into the compartment as the shuttle door hissed open, forcing an involuntary shutter to race down Nisha's spine. She flinched at the sudden glare of sunlight in the dim cabin before feeling the hands of her captors seizing her by the arms and hauling her to her feet.

"You've caused me a lot of personal grief... Don't expect me to be kind when they cross examine you... Aura will be next..."

Nisha payed little heed to the Kiffar's words as she was coaxed from her seat by the Jedi. Striding down the ramp onto the airfield, the Sith Lady kept her head bowed low, features obscure by swaying locks of raven colored hair.

Shame mixed with anger and regret as her mind whirled with a million questions. How had it come to this? What was to become of her? Her thoughts shifted to Tess, her Torgruta slave. Nisha prayed that her hopes had not been misplaced.

"You're better off just killing me... Jedi." Nisha hissed, glaring out of the corner of her eye towards Savard.

[Roku]

"That's what separates us from people like you I guess." He told her. Savard was particularly cruel today. He placed blame on Nisha for almost everything Aura had done wrong. And that list included putting his own padawan into a near fatal coma for three months. "Come on..." he growled, giving her a tug that wasn't designed to be at all comfortable. He looked back at Tess. As far as he knew, Tess was Nisha's prisoner. She was listed as a jedi, and he had no reason to believe she wasn't one. "Tess, welcome home." He told her, and gestured with his free hand that she could follow them. "My padawan will have a look at you in the infirmary. It wouldn;t surprize me if she's hurt you..."

"She beats me a lot..." Tess lied. Tess knew about medicine, and she wanted access to those supplies. With the right combination, she could craft a potent toxin that might get her master out of here. Tess did a good job of letting tears fall down her face, and seeming meek and frail. "Only keeps me around for when she gets hurt on the job..."

"So, you're a healer then?" Savard asked.

"It's been a long time..." She lied again.

"I understand..."

Sable was standing at the door. Her resemblance to Aura would be difficult to ignore.

[Gamov]

Nisha bit back an uncomfortable grunt as Savard tugged at her arm, pulling her towards the entrance to the temple. Drained as her powers were, it didn't take much to detect the venom in the Kiffar's tone. He had anger and hate stirring in him, no doubt waiting for an outlet. And even fewer doubts that he intended to use Nisha as that outlet.

She whipped her head around as Savard addressed Tess, a brief glint of anger in her eyes. Much to Nisha's relief though, the Togruta kept up her ruse and told the story that she had been given.

"She beats me a lot..."

"Apparently not enough." Nisha whispered under her breath, only to receive a swift punch to the gut from her right side. She huffed out a sharp breath in surprise and the Lorrdian whispered back.

"Not so entertaining when the tables have turned, is it?" Decon asked mockingly, his eyes only glancing down at Nisha as she sucked the wind back into her lungs and stiffened her posture again.

The Sith Lady merely glared back in response, her sickly yellow eyes accenting the half sneer that she held back. As Nisha's attention slowly shifted forwards again, she caught a glimpse of a young girl standing near the entrance waiting to greet them. The resemblance was so uncanny at first glance that it actually stunned her, but Nisha was eventually able to make the connection.

"So, the bastard has a sister..." She mused quietly as another firm pull on her arm inched her closer to the temple.

[Roku]

Savard chuckled. "He does... and she's smart... and the person who turned him, is here, in the Jedi temple. He'll come... I know he will. Because as much of a little evasive cockroach as he is, he's dependent on you... and he endorses a bit of chivalry in his life, despite his twisted ways... it's probably just a crush though. In any case... I guess you don't know him as well as you think you do."

Savard switched hands so that he was behind Nisha and grabbed her neck with his dominant hands and pressed in on her pressure points with his powerful fingers. He wanted to set off her cuffs, but he didn't.

"Tess, go with Sable and get patched up."

"Okay." The Togruta nodded, before glancing at Nisha to get a read on her. She smiled at Sable, and headed off to the infirmary.

"You on the other hand... well... I imagine a council member will want to see you. I'll take you to the grandmaster of the templars..."

[Damocles]

Drake sat in his chambers looking over some information that he found in Nathan's records. "Jayne Kassender" he said to himself if he could figure out who her mom was this may save him a lot of trouble. He was still very much worried about their little cult running around, they had captured Vincent, but Kamille was right about that one, it was just too damned easy. Drake looked up as he felt the approach people, more trouble heading towards the temple as if they didn't have their work cut out for them. Drake sighed at the very thought of it. "Master, the hell did you get us all into this time" he said to himself, he knew he wouldn't get an answer Nathan never answered "Asshole" Drake said to himself.

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Kamille on the other hand was outside the temple meditating, as he always did. He loved the cold so he had no issues with it. His saber floated in front of him as he was disassembling it and reassembling it. "Looks like you bought us more trouble Savard" Kamille said to him as they approached the temple, he opened his eyes and caught his now completely assembled saber and put it away before standing up. He looked at the person they had prisoner "May I make a suggestion about taking them to the holding cells" Kamille said about the person Savard had "Don't put them near Vincent" he said to him.

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Vincent sat in his cell "You let yourself be captured" a voice said "Shut up" Vincent replied "Why are you even here" Vincent asked he opened his eyes seeing a green demonic creature obviously a hallucination "I can't go anywhere I'm stuck" the creature said then pointed at Vincent's head "Stuck right here" it said laughing. Vincent started to laugh as well.

[Roku]

"Fuck, Vincent's here?" Savard asked. He reached up and rubbed the blade scar that went down the center of his face. Vincent had managed to get a hit in with a sword a while back. "Crazy bastard... I can assure you Nisha is enough crazy on her own... we definitely don't want these two together..." He affirmed with a nod. He spared a glance to Nisha's face to study what she thought of that. Savard kind of wished Kamille hadn't mentioned the other captives here, because having them united could be very bad.

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"Nice to meet you, I'm Sable." Ms. Wingston chimed to Tess. "You don't have to worry any more, we'll get you patched right up." She told the Togruta with a smile.

"Great! I can't wait to take a shower..." The alien chuckled.

"I bet!" Sable giggled along with her.