Logged Oct. 3, 2001
    Logged by Siobhan
    Titled:   Is It Time? 
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    Characters: 
    Siobhan
    Rruka
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    Siobhan 
    This insectoid specie is just over 4 feet long and 6 feet high with 
    stylish reddish brown bands decorating its woolly coat along its thorax. 
    Extending from its multi-segmented body are 8 pairs of short limbs, each 
    ending in four digits. Its bright orange feathery antennae emerge from 
    its Ruurian' head protruding from just above multifaceted red eyes. A 
    tiny mouth moves in rapid small succession when speaking, while small 
    nostrils flare on occasion allowing it to breathe freely. 
    Siobhan's upper section is dressed in a simple cream colored smock, 
    which stands out against the reddish brown body. A simple leather belt 
    surrounds her mid section and hanging precariously on one side is a 
    simple but efficiently designed lightsaber for Siobhan's particular 
    specie. Siobhan may stand out slightly due to the fact that each of 
    Siobhan's movements are purposeful and well considered, almost as if the 
    impact of the movement was weighed before the movement is made. 
    
    Rruka 
    A smallish Trianii is this rather cheery black and white feline. His 
    eyes are a brilliant green gold hidden in a black cap that extends 
    around the top of his head. A white blaze is perfectly positioned 
    between his eyes. His lower face is purest white except for his black 
    nose and a few large freckles of black around his chin. His fur appears 
    slightly long but baby fine. Other markings are hidden beneath a tunic 
    of a soft slate grey. White hands appear out of the folds of the darker 
    slate robe. More black freckling shows on the clawed fingers. A few 
    blotches appear on the wrists. At his small feline feet are soft boots 
    that soften his step and give him a more civilized look. His black ears 
    have a slight tuft to them. His whiskers are bright white and stand out 
    on the black cap pattern of his head fur. 
    
    Courtyard -- Jedi Praxeum Coruscant 
    This vast courtyard is where much of the daily life of the Jedi can 
    be observed. A park-like area near the bridge is often used as a study 
    area, and the open areas in that park are teaming with life as students 
    and teachers alike take part in sports and athletic activities, honing 
    the body. At each corner of the square compound is a tower that is 
    easily 200 stories high. Paths criss-cross the entire compound and run 
    the perimeter, from tower to tower. At the north end of the compound is 
    a large hill constructed of many different types and sizes of boulders. 
    In the center of the courtyard is the largest tower, rising another 
    100 stories above the other towers in the complex. The doublewide, 
    ornate doors to this tower are always open. Unlike the other towers, 
    this one has a wide section near the top that removes the tapered look 
    the other towers have. Above this bulge is where the Jedi Council 
    Chamber is located. 
    
    Rruka returns to the Praxeum, again in a fairly good mood. He looks 
    around for familiar faces. 
    
    Siobhan had been sitting with a group of young Jedi, giving a history 
    lesson in a form of an ancient folktale story that seemed to captivate 
    and hold the youngster's attentions. Soon as the story ends, the Master 
    rises from its perched position and dismisses the youngsters to their 
    next activity. 
    
    Rruka approaches Siobhan with a grin on his face, "Master" He bows, "I 
    hope that wasn't a story I hadn't heard yet. I love stories." He offers 
    another grin, "I had another success last night Master. I got someone to 
    grin who I did not expect one from." 
    
    Siobhan turns towards Rruka as he addresses Siobhan. Its large eyes 
    reflect the glint of light in several different prismatic angles. 
    Inclining its head to Rruka it replies, "An who might this lucky person 
    be for whom you have brought a moment of joy to?" 
    
    Rruka smirks, "Master Phanton." 
    
    A buzz issues from the insectoids lips in what can only be presumed as a 
    touch of laughter, "I see. Master Phanton can be a serious and solemn 
    one at times, but he does have a tender heart that many do not see for 
    they cannot see past his species features. To look into the heart of 
    someone without judging them by their covers so to speak, is a true gift 
    indeed." 
    
    Rruka laughs, "Master when you must look in the mirror each morning and 
    see yourself as others must see you one such as me cannot help but look 
    within. I am smaller and fluffier then most of my kin. I probably appear 
    as someone's pet more then a fighter. I do not look at one's face. That 
    is a mask." 
    Siobhan nods lightly and begins to walk along the path towards one of 
    the towers. "Then the gift has come to you naturally. But, you must be 
    aware that not all share the same gift, and that not all see things as 
    you or I might. As the saying goes, there are always 2 sides to a 
    story." Siobhan gestures to the lightsaber at the Acolytes side, "How 
    comes your training? Seems to me that you should be nearing the time for 
    your quest. Has Master Phanton mentioned anything to you about it yet?" 
    
    Rruka shakes his head, "No one has really. I had figured that perhaps I 
    wasn't considered ready yet. Master Rembik started talking to me about 
    it and had me describe my lightsaber but that was it." 
    
    Siobhan nods lightly as it strolls along at a slow pace with the young 
    Acolyte by its side. "Jedi Rembik has been sent away on an important 
    mission and isn't expected back in the immediate future. Until his 
    return it will be up to myself and the other masters to conduct your 
    training and oversee your progress. I will speak with Master Phanton 
    about you, and see if he believes you to be ready." Stopping Siobhan 
    turns its gaze fully upon the Acolyte, "Are you ready young Rruka? Think 
    hard before you answer. Your answer will carry much weight." 
    
    Rruka stops and stands there a moment. He closes his eyes as if 
    meditating for a moment upon the question. He then looks up at Siobhan, 
    "I feel I am ready to step my feet upon the next path. There will always 
    be more I could learn at the previous level. But I'm needed to continue 
    on. Perhaps to show others how to see without their eyes?" He gives the 
    Master a slight grin. 
    
    Siobhan glances at the young Jedi momentarily before returning its 
    attention to the pathway to continue its journey. "The responsibility is 
    not for you to teach someone at this time young Acolyte, but more to 
    understand what responsibility comes from creating, mastering, and 
    wielding a lightsaber. You must understand this responsibility before 
    you are truly ready. See, it is not the Jedi's responsibility to teach 
    the world of things, but more to be the galaxy's protectors in keeping 
    true to the way of the Force. To understand the Force is the most 
    difficult task for a Jedi. Even I at times still struggle to understand 
    certain aspects of it. It is a continual never ending lesson my young 
    padowan." 
    
    Rruka nods, "Ashton liked my answer when we spoke of the responsibility 
    of the lightsaber. I don't remember my complete answer but I told him 
    that I thought that part of the reason we make the saber's as if part of 
    ourselves was so that we realized that it is US that kills and hurts. A 
    blaster can kill from afar. And you lose part of the understanding that 
    you have just ended a life. If we were to feel no remorse for killing 
    and could do so without care we would surely be on the dark path. When I 
    wield my own saber, it will be -I- who does the damage. Not the blade. 
    And it is -I- who will have to live with the consequences as well as my 
    close friends. It is a weapon of defense that can be used for offence. 
    But we must always use it for defense." 
    
    Siobhan nods lightly at the young Jedi, "Hence the responsibility of 
    knowing when a lightsaber should or should not be drawn. Once drawn, 
    then you are committed to using it, so you should be absolutely certain 
    that the situation requires you to draw your blade. We must maintain 
    balance in the universe, not move to destroy it even if our intentions 
    are good." 
    
    Rruka nods, "I understand. I hope that I will bring honor to the Jedi 
    through my actions though they may be only words well spoken." 
    
    Siobhan inclines its head and buzzes a content reply, "Very well young 
    padowan, let us retire to the study room of the tower. I have need to 
    perform some research, and it may benefit you to conduct your own 
    research on which gem would best suit you for your own blade. Once 
    you've discovered that, then you will need to find out where to find 
    this gem. Consider this the beginning of your quest Rruka. I will speak 
    with Phanton about the travel part and who should accompany you on your 
    quest."  
    
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