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Mini Nano, Day 17 snippet
Nov. 17th, 2014 11:45 pmKarai and Yoda, Republic Year 945 (55 BBY):
"Arrogance in a Jedi, unbecoming is." Yoda prods him briefly in the ribs with his stick, and Karai huffs. "Pain to Qui-Gon, intended was not."
"To all of us, Master." Karai opens his eyes again, turning his head to look over at Yoda. "Xanatos wasn't just Qui-Gon's Padawan. He was our own. Nephew, apprentice, patient, friend."
Yoda is silent a moment before he lets out a sigh, looking up at the stars Karai had been watching earlier, looking older than Karai has seen before. "Unclear, the Force was, and the best path for the Order, we chose."
"Was it? Or is the Council salving their collective conscious with that lie?" Karai pushes himself upright and turns to better face Yoda. "Is it individuals Falling to the Dark that are the blossoming of corrupt seeds, or is it the fear of that fate the seeds planted in the Order that the Force whispers of?"
"Better Xanatos's weakness exposed now is, than greater harm later it causes." Yoda meets his gaze steadily, though his ears are lowered, some doubt creeping in - already there? - about the decisions that have been made.
"There are better ways of bringing a weakness to light than exposing it to the manipulations of a mad-man." Karai shakes his head, resting his hands flat on the grass beside him to keep himself anchored in the moment, in the present place. "And there are better ways to react to the disaster than covering the Council's collective ass with platitudes and assurances that this is the will of the Force."
No response comes from Yoda for a long moment, closing his eyes as if he is meditating on the best answer to Karai's assertation - though Karai isn't certain he's doing that, or merely avoiding saying anything at all.
"Unclear, the Force was." Yoda's voice is tired, and he doesn't open his eyes. "Uncertain, Xanatos's future had been. The future of Telos, more easily seen. The best negotiator needed was, and the best, Qui-Gon has become."
"You didn't need to sent Xanatos with him. And Qui-Gon isn't the best, just one of them." Karai slides his hands back and leans his weight on them, watching Yoda. "Master Dooku is better - as I'd expect, since he taught Qui-Gon. Master Havrim, though he does tend to prefer more aggressive negotiations. Master Bouri."
"Keep Xanatos here while Qui-Gon is not, we could not." Yoda's ears drop a little more. "To Telos, he would go."
"Arrogance in a Jedi, unbecoming is." Yoda prods him briefly in the ribs with his stick, and Karai huffs. "Pain to Qui-Gon, intended was not."
"To all of us, Master." Karai opens his eyes again, turning his head to look over at Yoda. "Xanatos wasn't just Qui-Gon's Padawan. He was our own. Nephew, apprentice, patient, friend."
Yoda is silent a moment before he lets out a sigh, looking up at the stars Karai had been watching earlier, looking older than Karai has seen before. "Unclear, the Force was, and the best path for the Order, we chose."
"Was it? Or is the Council salving their collective conscious with that lie?" Karai pushes himself upright and turns to better face Yoda. "Is it individuals Falling to the Dark that are the blossoming of corrupt seeds, or is it the fear of that fate the seeds planted in the Order that the Force whispers of?"
"Better Xanatos's weakness exposed now is, than greater harm later it causes." Yoda meets his gaze steadily, though his ears are lowered, some doubt creeping in - already there? - about the decisions that have been made.
"There are better ways of bringing a weakness to light than exposing it to the manipulations of a mad-man." Karai shakes his head, resting his hands flat on the grass beside him to keep himself anchored in the moment, in the present place. "And there are better ways to react to the disaster than covering the Council's collective ass with platitudes and assurances that this is the will of the Force."
No response comes from Yoda for a long moment, closing his eyes as if he is meditating on the best answer to Karai's assertation - though Karai isn't certain he's doing that, or merely avoiding saying anything at all.
"Unclear, the Force was." Yoda's voice is tired, and he doesn't open his eyes. "Uncertain, Xanatos's future had been. The future of Telos, more easily seen. The best negotiator needed was, and the best, Qui-Gon has become."
"You didn't need to sent Xanatos with him. And Qui-Gon isn't the best, just one of them." Karai slides his hands back and leans his weight on them, watching Yoda. "Master Dooku is better - as I'd expect, since he taught Qui-Gon. Master Havrim, though he does tend to prefer more aggressive negotiations. Master Bouri."
"Keep Xanatos here while Qui-Gon is not, we could not." Yoda's ears drop a little more. "To Telos, he would go."