| Private Entry 0009 |
[05 Jul 2005|12:18am] |
[begin transmission
It's Celebration Day and all that other jazz and I want to puke for some unexplained reason.
Okay, so I'm nervous. The dress is done and the nails are painted and all of that is absolutely fantastic.
But I can't remember a damn thing about what I'm supposed to do or say.
Nerves, baby, yeah.
Shit, I have to go!
[end transmission]
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| Private Entry 0008 |
[27 Jun 2005|02:23am] |
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"It's The End of the World As We Know It" - Great Big Space |
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[Begin Transmission - Automatic Translation Mode]
[Select Language: Zasfin Dialect]
[Archiving and Retrieval Enabled]
[Sewing Machine Noises in Background]
Ich sollte glücklich sein. Ich sollte Freude in der Kraft finden und ich sollte den Angriff dieser Feier besorgt erwarten. Tera erklärte mir, daß eine Nähmaschine also mich zu erhalten - und jetzt kann ich auf meiner eigenen Ausstattung arbeiten. Ich lud Prema Organa - meine Gouvernante während meiner zwei Reisen zu Alderaan für kulturelle Immersion ein - und sie hat die Einladung angenommen.
Und ich habe einen Lehrling gefunden. Meine Freunde sind lebendig und wohl und ich sind in meinen Fähigkeiten überzeugter, als ich überhaupt vorher gewesen bin. Aber das Gefühl, das sich oben um diesen Bügel rührt, hat mich unnerved. Wenige des ganzes Materials zwischen meinem Meister und meinem besten Freund. Es gibt, auch... das Material über mich und jemand, das niemand ungefähr weiß.
Aber ich werde immer zynischer, während ich die Grundregeln sehe, die ich mit verraten werden aufgewachsen bin. Es gibt einen Unterschied, ich möchte, zwischen Ihre Grundregeln inadvertantly verraten, aber dem Korrigieren der Situation denken, und in einem Platz voll dann, lassend von der Qual und von der Unentschlossenheit, weil Sie sich lassen, Ihre eigenen Grundregeln zu verraten.
[sigh]
I'll repeat that last bit. I am becoming more and more cynical as I see the principles that I have grown up with being betrayed. There is a difference, I would like to think, between betraying your principles inadvertantly, but rectifying the situation, and then leaving yourself in a place full of anguish and indecision because you are letting yourself betray your own principles.
I see things happening in this Temple that constantly remind me of my own misguided judgements. Of how I broke Code. But I'll save those stories for another entry.
The Celebration is tomorrow; and I am looking forward to the new direction I hope my life will take.
[yawn] It's late, and it's the end of third week of the month. Perhaps the Dark side of the Force is really the retreating hormonal cycle of each and every female human Jedi.
In other words, I think I have PMS.
I think I'll go to bed. I can finish the dress tomorrow if I get up early enough.
[end transmission]
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| Private Entry 0007 |
[13 Jun 2005|10:53pm] |
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"Ordinary World" - Zasfin Five |
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[Begin Transmission]
[Pop-Ups Blocked: 432]
[Location: Jedi Temple, Coruscant. High 23, Low 5. Partly Cloudy. <10% chance of rain]
I'm alive. I managed to get some sleep, and now with the pop up blocker successfully keeping all mention of erectile dysfunction out of my datapad, I can successfully update.
I did it. I chose a Padawan. Young Kylaia Hoshi. She met me in the Temple mess, and as we struggled through lunch, our small talk led up to me finally, unofficially, asking her. As far as I can tell I still have to do an official proclamation before the Council, and even then it's not official until our Celebration Day. And I'm not sure when that is.
But the fact of the matter is that I feel like I need to move on to the next phase of my life. I need to trust in the Force, not people. And I've done a stellar job of trusting in the Force as far as Kylaia is concerned. I know now that many other Masters wouldn't take her because of her age; but she is remarkably capable and strong in the Force. I have told her not to doubt herself.
As I am learning not to doubt myself. The past couple of days have been trying - but I have come to terms with a lot of things. Meditation helps, but so too does common sense. I posess no flaw. No weakness in my defence. I am not inadequate, simply because I made a choice. I don't regret that choice. Still today, I know that I am not ready to face the full force of my old Master's creation.
An interesting point it brings: Contrary to popular belief, I do know something of Vaapad. It has taken me a while to even come to terms with that much. I've never told anyone; I just left everyone to wallow in their ignorance that I just knew nothing. It just brings out in me something that I'm not ready to deal with. My first attempts at training failed miserably - I actually had to spend some time with mind Healers, after recounting one of the most terrifying experiences I've ever had as a Padawan.
That experience caused me to simply give up. Or, more accurately, to flat out refuse to go further, much to Master Windu's inevitable chagrin. I didn't have the strength of mind then - and Yavin proved that I don't have the strength of mind now. We spoke of it and came to a mutual decision on the matter. I am glad that it was not forced upon me. Who knows what further training could have done to me.
But this is not a weakness, and that is what I have come to terms with. I can still learn; I can always learn. The invitation is there. When I am ready... I will ask.
Part of me, having experienced what I experienced, hopes that Tera will be okay. I have full confidence in her. She will master this beautiful, deadly thing wonderfully. She will do what I have yet to do. Strange, that: we always seemed to progress together. Oh well.
But back to my issue at hand. Kylaia. She possesses such an inner strength that training her will be a joy. To pass on everything that I have learned from Master Windu, and everything that I have learned from guts and experience... it will be a delight unlike anything I've experienced before. I just hope that I will learn to come to terms with the darkness so that I can successfully help Kylaia deal with it.
It is becoming bigger and more intense every day. And one day, I know I will have to rise to meet it.
But for now, I am at peace. With myself and those around me.
[end transmission]
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| Private Entry 0006 - Encrypted |
[12 Jun 2005|12:40am] |
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[Begin transmission - Automatic Translation Mode]
[Select Language: Zasfin Dialect]
[Archiving and Retrieval Enabled]
[Location: Jedi Temple, Coruscant. High 16, Low -1. 10% chance of rain]
Dumme Wettersteckverbindungen.
Ich denke, daß etwas, das sehr schlecht ist, im Gange ist. Es gibt eine ungewöhnliche Menge Tätigkeit, in Betracht der Tatsache, daß wir Stillstandszeit für die Feier haben sollen. Ich wundere mich, wenn es alles hat, mit dem Rückruf von Sullust oder dem Rückruf von Ithor zu tun. Es klingt, wie etwas sehr fischartig ist.
[sigh] Well, I can't sleep. I've stayed in a meditative state for -
[Are you suffering from erectile dysfunction?]
Um. No. - as I was saying, I've been in a meditative state for most of the night, and I've come out of it a hell of a lot more level headed... but extremely tired. My eyes are burning. I tend not to blink whe -
[There are medications that can help. Talk to your Emdee today about which is right for you. And you can restore the passion.]
Oh. Force. Almighty. OK, I tend not to blink when I meditate so now my eyes are burning. These stupid popups are giving me a headache. I'm going to try and install a popup blocker now.
[sounds of rustling and clicking and beeping]
There!
[156 Pop Ups Blocked]
Good. Anyway. I am going to go find those eyedrops, use the fresher, and sleep.
Oh, Master Windu called me earlier today, and we didn't talk about you know what, but he did get a message from Leorge Gucas. Guess who has premiere tickets to Revenge of the Sinners?
Sweet mercy, this datapad is going to crash on me soon. Stupid Holonet and its stupid advertising....
[End Transmission]
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| Private Entry 0005 |
[11 Jun 2005|09:46pm] |
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"Children" - Alderaanian New Wave |
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[begin transmission]
[Long range forecast: partly cloudy, 60% chance of precipitation]
[ACCEPT THIS COMM! YOU COULD BE A WINNER!!!]
Oh, Force almighty. These pop-ups are crazy. I'll have to inquire about something to get rid of those. But anyway.
I am absolutely floored. About so many things right now. I'm holding on to my ideal of all things being subject to the will of the Force. The will of the Force has manifested itself for me today in many things both good and bad.
The good thing was that Kylaia accepted my offer. As of Celebration Day, she'll be my Padawan. I look forward to teaching her all that I have learned from Master Windu, and from the other Masters who taught me over the years. The girl has great potential and presence. She will do fabulously.
The bad thing - and I don't even know if you could call it bad - is the sudden appearance of this relationship between my old Master and my best friend. Naturally, Jedi aren't supposed to put titles like "best friend" to anyone. Attachment is forbidden. But I sense it cropping up everywhere in this Temple. Feelings of latent, passionate love permeate these walls. It's worrisome. I am not jealous of anyone. Perhaps it's my nature, but Jedi or no Jedi, I could care less about these sorts of things. But when there is love... there is eventually heartbreak, in some form or another. It's a lesson impressed upon us: holding on to what we love will destroy it. Destroy our minds, take our concentration away from where we should be keeping it. On our role in the Galaxy.
Maybe I'm being a little too idealistic. Or naive.
I simply don't want to see my best friend, or the closest thing I've had to a father, or both of them, hurt over something they know they shouldn't have gotten themselves into. And due to my nature, I play the role of mediator, of shoulder-to-cry-on. I know I should leave them to the will of the Force, to let them depend on the Force for guidance.
But the Dark side is there. It's stronger than it ever was before. With such strong emotions in one's heart, how can one truly depend on the Force? I've always thought that that is the reason why there is no emotion, there is peace is simple: The Dark side feeds on strong emotions. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I am worried about them. But I also know that Master Windu and Tera are strong, and that they will reach a conclusion to this situation that will ultimately prove to be the best course of action.
I do hope I'm right.
[end transmission]
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| Jedi Holonet - Internal Transmission |
[05 Jun 2005|09:52pm] |
General Communication
To: Terava Halcyon
Tera -
Can you believe it? I know I can't. The two of us... Masters. Scary thought, isn't it? Just letting you know I'm on my way home, and I can't wait to talk to you in person. I should be arriving in less than a Standard day. Don't have too much fun until I can be part of it. [Winks.'
- Sadri
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| Private Entry 0004 |
[04 Jun 2005|09:34pm] |
[begin transmission]
Force almighty.
I'm a Master.
WHOSE DECISION WAS THAT!? I mean, it's not every day your former Master rings you up while you're gathering clones like sheep on a foresty planet and says, "Hello dear, I'm calling to say that you're a Master now." And then goes on further to talk about hugging you.
I'm ecstatic. As if you can't tell by the fact that I'm smiling wider than I normally do. My face hurts. Literally.
Well. I'm heading out now to actually investigate the one temple complex that Solen was talking about. This should be interesting. To say the very least.
"Master Oboa" just sounds so. Damn. Cool.
[laughs] Guess I better get this done so I can come home to the giant pie that better be waiting for me.
[end transmission]
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Holocom Transmission, done in conjunction with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) fast_as_windu |
[04 Jun 2005|03:44am] |
[Incoming Transmission from Coruscant: Jedi Temple]
[From: Mace Windu]
[To: Sadri Oboa]
[accept?]
[beep]
Ooh. That's a very blue hologram. Master Windu. How are you?
Mace: *shakes head* I...have some news to Report Sadri.
Sadri: What's going on?
Mace: [Face in Hands] Depa has joined the living force.
Sadri: I... I am sorry. I didn't know her very well, but I know... [long pause] ..you two were close.
Mace: She's passed on. She's found peace. I couldn't wish for more then that.
Sadri: Yes. [looks at Mace, contemplative] But you haven't found your peace. There is something on your mind, isn't there? Something that might even be beyond Depa.
Mace: [Eyebrow raised] care to elaborate my young Padawan?
Sadri: [flushes slightly] It's nothing, really. Perhaps it's just my stress creating things.
Mace: [soft smile] Depa's at peace now, and I feel like I can relax...but there's always the occasional thing that's on my mind. [Smile] Do you know Knight Halcyon?
Sadri: [mutters something about living under rocks] Yes. We were best friends as children. We still are now.
Mace: [Surprised] Really? I wondered who you were writing all those comms to.
Mace: In any case, she's requested that I instruct her in Vaapaad and I've agreed.
Sadri: [vaguely bitter, but not really] Really.
Mace: Sadri, are you still upset about that? It was a concious decision that we both made.
Sadri: [shakes head] Yes, yes, I know. Forgive me. I know my reasons, and I know that once I personally decide that I feel ready to explore my... darker side, all I have to do is ask.
Mace: That's all you need to do my friend. [Worried look] Do you remember Master Obiss? from Mon Calamari?
Sadri: I'm afraid I don't.
Mace: She passed away recently while leading an assault on the world of Sardiss II and left behind her padawan. I look in on the boy every once in a while, and it disturbs me how...disconnected he seems.
Mace: [Sigh] You were never far from a group of friends-I remember.
Sadri: That is so unfortunate. It's not really my place to suggest such things, but perhaps one of the more skilled Masters can help him get through it. And my friends ... were dear to me. You and Tera especially. You never, ever called me a runt. [sad smile] The ones I have now weren't always so friendly.
Mace: Not friendly to you? [Concerned] Sadri, is someone giving you trouble?
Sadri: No. Not anymore. This was... back when I was younger. I guess I never really told you about it because I thought I wasn't supposed to be affected by anything like that. [Laughs] You'll notice that absolutely nobody gives me any trouble now. I think I can thank you for that.
Mace: [Grumble] They'd better not...
Sadri: Like they'd want to try and tease a student of yours. You know I can still kick butt. Form 7 or no.
Mace: You'd better be. I'd hate to think all the time we spent together wasn't worth anything. Remember the Cantina on Corellia?
Sadri: [full blown laughter] When I was two-thirds drunk and still managed to defend myself?
Mace: That was, perhaps, my proudest moment for you.
Mace: [Continues] Sadri...was I a good teacher?
Sadri: [sarcasm] Absolutely not. [rolls eyes] Of COURSE you were. You were that perfect blend of mentor, friend, teacher, and hard-ass. [grin]
Mace: Sometimes I wonder. I considered Depa a success and she-fell into darkness. You never stop worrying about people Sadri. I'm constantly worried that you're going to make a mistake or get killed...
Sadri: [weird look]
Mace: Sadri...I wish I could tell you this in person. [Smile] Can You guess?
Sadri: [gape]
Mace: Come on Padawan, you used to love these kind of games.
Sadri: You've made me another one of those giant pies. Like the one you made for me when I was Knighted... because... [giggle]
Mace: [Slow smile] That pie nearly killed me...but. [Serious voice] Sadri Ooba, on the Authority of the Jedi Council and on behalf of the Galactic Republic, I hearby grant you the rank of Jedi Master and all of its rights, privilages, and benefits thereof.
Mace: If I were there, you can BET I would be giving you the Biggest hug right now.
Sadri: Whoa whoa whoa. Say it again. You wanna make me a what?
Mace: Master Yoda and the Council have approved it. You and Knight Halcyon are to be confirmed as Jedi Masters. [Serious face] We need more Jedi if this war is to continue, as it appears-and it serves us better to have Masters leading Clones instead of Knights. That and the title Jedi Master still carries an inkling of respect.
Sadri: No doubt. Well. [attempted serious voice] I solemnly declare that I will uphold the traditions of this esteemed rank, and of the Jedi Order. [long pause] Wow.
Mace: [Warm smile] When you get back to Courscant we'll celebrate.
Sadri: I won't waste my time here on Yavin 4, that's for sure. We landed about two hours ago, and already I can't feel a darn thing. Master, I wonder if the allegations about this place were... false.
Mace: False? Knight Solen would not mislead me. His Master was reckless, but he was never false.
Sadri: Perhaps we are not close enough to the source that Knight Solen was speaking of.
Mace: Sadri, you must learn patience in relation to these things. Investigate further, but once you've retrieved the guard duty then return home. I'd give it a few days more. He spoke of the temples in particular-have you visited those?
Sadri: The temple complex is where the battalion is located. Just before you called, I did an initial sweep, and as of yet, I am not aware of anything.
Mace: Try some of the smaller complexes. Apparently he was investigating these.
Sadri: Alright, Master. This shouldn't take very long. From what the scouts say, all the holy sites are centralized. I will investigate them thoroughly and report back when I've finished.
Mace: [Nod]Excellent.
Sadri: Anything else you would wish me to do? I will not start until tomorrow, just for safety's sake. [Smile]
Mace: Nothing but stay safe. [smile] I'm proud of you Sadri.
Sadri: Thank you, Master.
Mace: [serious Nod] May the Force be with you.
Sadri: [nod] May the Force be with you, Master.
[end transmission]
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| Private Entry 0003 |
[02 Jun 2005|03:29am] |
[Engine Noises in background]
Okay, so I didn't have to go in my starfighter. Due to my lack of a traveling companion, the Council decided to give me three clones and a shuttle instead. Which definitely makes the trip to Yavin 4 easier. I even have a bed to sleep in - and I would definitely prefer that than staying awake another few days.
These clones are horrible company. Every other word is a "Yes Ma'am!" or a "No, Ma'am!" I think if I told one of them to shoot himself he'd do it. And it was after the fourth or fifth "Yes Ma'am!" that I decided to go into my quarters and fire up the datapad. I've only commanded clones once, on Geonosis. There was no need to converse, only to fight. And in that sense, the clones are the best buddies a Jedi could have.
Which makes me wonder if there is a clone battalion on Yavin 4. And if so, to perform what purpose? Solen had told me that there was no Separatist presence... just the dark side in the temples. I'm good at sniffing out the source of dark side presences, but something is strange. To me, "dark side presence" means "someone in league with the Separatists". When we were in the viscinity of Sullust, I could feel the dark side there, vivid, and tangible. But we are halfway to Yavin 4 - and still I feel nothing.
Nothing beyond the Force's already murky depths. The aura that my Force sight provides me, the aura that is normally a crisp white colour in my mind's eye, is now a muted grey. Soon it will become blackened.
I remember once when I was a Padawan, and Master Windu was trying to impress upon me the idea of Force sight. To some people, it is a tangible thing - they liken their examination of the Force to being in a river and examining its currents. I know Master Windu intuitively sees the world as a crystal lattice - he has told me so himself. I now know what my Force sight is like - and I'll get to that in a moment - but when I was around eleven, I'll be damned if I had any idea relating that concept and what I was seeing. So he was explaining Force sight to me, and I kept blurting out, "Like, the colours?" I remember telling him that his colour was purple. I later learned colour symbolism. Purple is the colour of depth. I think that it suits him well.
It took him forever to figure out what I was seeing. My gift is simple: I can see the Force around people. Like an aura. And I can intuitively read that aura to find their emotions. Naturally, if I probed enough, I could read their secrets. I suppose it's the source of my empathic abilities - a quick check of the aura and boom, there's their emotion du jour.
Auras also interact. Connections between people are visible. Connections between places are sometimes visible as well.
But when I reach out toward Yavin 4, I see no aura in my mind that indicates any extraordinary Force presence, light or dark.
This is a little confusing. But I am tired, and we will reach Yavin 4 tomorrow.
[end transmission]
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| Internal Transmission - Jedi Holonet |
[31 May 2005|08:20pm] |
General Communication
Open To: All available Jedi
Fellow Jedi -
I am leaving for a short stint on Yavin 4 to do some research. The Council has requested that I take someone along. Hence, I am sending out this message to see if anyone is interested in taking part in this sojourn with me. Please respond promptly; it is expected that we would be cleared to leave in little over twelve standard hours.
- Sadri Oboa
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| Internal Transmission - Jedi Holonet |
[31 May 2005|04:40pm] |
General Communication
Open To: Solen Tontag
Hello Solen;
Master Windu has sent me to investigate Yavin 4 further. I am told that you may have some information relating to conditions on the planet. Any information you are able to provide me would most likely prove to be helpful - from Separatist strongholds to weather systems. My starfighter will be leaving within one standard day; but I will still be reachable by holocomm.
Thank you.
- Sadri Oboa
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| Private Entry 0002 |
[31 May 2005|02:55pm] |
It will take upwards of twelve to twenty-four hours for the landing dock crew to ready my starfighter. In my haste to ensure a swift departure to Yavin 4, I had completely forgotten that my little blue ship was getting a hyperdrive overhaul. The dock crew are working as hard as they can, and I commend them for it.
The General Council Meeting is underway; no doubt that Master Windu is retelling the information that I have given to him, about the transmissions regarding Sullust.
I had sensed the dark side near Sullust, and had gone to investigate of my own accord. The information I brought back has been more profound to the work of the Jedi than even I thought it would have been. It seems as though the situation has gotten much darker and severe since it began. The notion of an active Sith Lord just didn't seem believable a short while ago. And then I was the (un)fortunate one who had proven myself right. The dark side was indeed within the vicinity of Sullust, and it turns out that I have handled with my own two hands information that would verify the existence of a Sith Lord. Except this time - this time we have evidence of whoever-the-Sith-Lord-is being attached to the Separatists. I had been under the impression that the rumour was that a Sith Lord has infiltrated the Senate.
[Laughs.] I'm beginning to get that sinking feeling in the pit of my gut that goes along with knowing too much, and knowing you know too much.
Anyway. Yavin 4. I need to send out a communique to Solen Tontag - he just returned from there, or shall be doing so shortly. I am also in need of a traveling companion.
It is times like these where being a Master would be nice. If I was a Master, I could take along my Padawan. But I'm not the sort of person who plays the "what if" game. I know my time will come. I will just put out another communique for any free Jedi to accompany me.
The dark side is on Yavin 4. I will be leaving to ascertain the source of this dark presence. I have three Standard weeks to do it.
"I hope I taught you well enough not to do anything stupid."
Those were Master Windu's parting words to me. And it just verifies what I spoke of in my prior entry. It doesn't anger me, and I don't percieve it as being compared to Master Windu's Padawan before me. It is simply a case where he is applying his experience. It's not something I would call a Jedi trait, it's just the common sense of all good people everywhere. And I hope he realizes that he has taught me well enough. I'm doing what I need to do, and then going home. It's necessary to do so.
I feel an overwhelming need to keep as close to Coruscant as possible.
I shall send my communiques out, and then rest up.
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| Internal Transmission - Jedi HoloNet |
[30 May 2005|07:16pm] |
General Communication
Open To: Mace Windu
Master:
I have acquired some information concerning Sullust. Although it was to be kept confidential until my scheduled meeting with the Council, I feel that, given the current situation, it would be prudent if you and the Council were informed as soon as possible.
If you could meet me in the ground floor main corridor as soon as possible, I would be glad to volunteer what information I have gathered to you, and then if necessary, to the remainder of the Council. Let me know when you are available.
May the Force be with you,
Sadri Oboa
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| Private entry 0001 - |
[30 May 2005|12:09pm] |
Hm. Is this on? Yes? What? Oh... oh there it goes.
I found this datapad underneath my lightsaber this morning when I woke up. I already have several of these; ever since I was a Padawan and Master Windu instilled in me the habit of talking into one of these at least once a day, I've been keeping datapad journals. I think three or four datapads have exceeded their memory storage and are now snug in the Archives, where some poor Jedi a fair few years from now is going to have to deal with my slight insanity.
But there was something about this datapad that struck me as strange when I first activated it. There was a one-time encrypted message from Master Yoda, saying that this journal, while it was on our discretion how often we used it or what we spoke of into it, was public domain. Apparently it is the new fad on Coruscant to share your innermost thoughts with whoever fancies it. And apparently everyone has one. Even the Supreme Chancellor. I can tell you that I will delight in reading whatever he has to say.
I don't mind, really. And I most definitely would not go up against Master Yoda's wishes.
So what of today? Apart from finding this Mysterious Datapad - not much. But yesterday was eventful in and of itself. I am somewhat glad that today, even though it is still young, is so far uneventful.
I am still reeling from the Chancellor's directive from yesterday. The one hundred and one directives, he calls them. What I am calling them is a cleverly disguised martial law order. I feel that the Chancellor is giving himself more and more power as this war goes on. If it were anyone else, I would acquiece to the fact that it might be prudent to have such directives in place - even necessary. But not with Palpatine. There is something about him that makes me believe that it is highly unlikely that he will cede the power to the Senate once this war is over.
But, I suppose it is best to remain still for now, and wait for the mud to settle, and for the water to become clear.
And further to the directive, I have heard from Master Windu that the task at Sullust went awry. So another planet has been lost. I am concerned for him; as he is my mentor and friend. We don't speak of Haruun Kal, but echoes of it still exist in his psyche. Our bond is still there, fading as it should be as I grow as a Knight, yet sometimes I can sense that he is still suffering from what he experienced there. I know he still thinks of Depa - who wouldn't, if they were in his place? - and perhaps sees every loss elsewhere as a reminder of what he may have accomplished on that jungle planet, but did not.
But what I see in Master Windu, I see in all of us. Every time something like this happens, every time we lose another system, everyone - absolutely everyone loses their lustre in the Force that much more. It's unsteady. Cloudy with some sort of darkness with an undefined source. We are affected by everything. There could be currents of distrust in the Force that exist entirely within it. My concern extends to everyone. I fear that in times like these, our weaknesses may overtake us, and we will be caught off guard one time too many.
However, today still has to happen, even though I may wish to muse on the states of things for the rest of the daylight. Perhaps I will actually talk to some of the Masters face to face to ascertain what is happening - over a good meal.
May the Force be with whoever stumbles upon this.
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