Salvation, Redemption (Open)

[Leo]

Elgriq once again felt the pain surge into the Bothan's head. Something was terribly wrong. Elgriq was going to get to the bottom of it, but apparently not today, his comlink beeped and he answered it. It was a message saying that his new padawan was en-route to his quarters. They said his name was Tuljima Gunsilnger, and they provided a hologram of the man, so he couldnt know who he was looking for. Elgriq concernedly looked at Chyresh.

"I have business to tend to... keep them here Master Chyresh. we must help this young bothan and his companion."

Elgriq bowed to Chyresh and the two newcomers, and reluctantly left the hangar to Meet his new padawan.

[Chyresh]

As Falo regained counciousness Chyresh let out a sigh of relief. The young bothan was, better, or so it seemed. Chyresh hid his emotions when the young bothan looked up, he just watched as he adjusted back into the world. As the healer rose, Chyresh gave her a small bow as she turned to walk away. He was amazed of their healing powers, he knew he did not have the patience to attempt training as a healer. Even if he would one mistake would upset him.

As he shook away his thoughts he heard a comlink. Elriq was speaking to someone over the comlink, the voice was indistugishable, but he heard what the person was saying. A new padawan? Interesting. Chyresh returned the bow to Elriq as he turned to leave, "Good luck." Chyresh had only one apprentice before, and it had changed his decisions drastically, he enjoyed teaching the younglings at the academy.

He was sent on a few missions, but only a few were long. The longer missions tended to be the ones where he traveled with another Jedi, presumably one who needed Chyresh's expertise with a lightsaber. As Falo began speaking Chyresh quickly shook his head. "You have caused no trouble, young one. Admitting a need for redemption is quiet enough. If you still wish to return to the light the Council will discuss your situation. There is nothing to worry about." He lowered his head to the young bothan.

[Sir Aaron]

Vince looked down at the young Falo. What was this new found secret he had been keeping away from him? Though, it didn't matter, Falo must have had his reasons for hiding this, and because of this, Vince wasn't going to ask any questions, it was none of his business. Though, Crumb seized the moment and jumped on it, and jumped on Falo too.

"Oh, I see how it is now Falo! You are just going to start dropping on us? Oh, I feel feint!" Crumb said in a mocking-feminine voice before putting his hand to his forehead and falling backwards, a moment later he jumped back onto Falo, "Oh, Falo, this will be loads and loads of fun, won't it?"

Vince just scanned the all-too-familiar structure and the horrors it once held. He wondered if his old Jedi Master was here, probably out on some mission, it wouldn't surprise him. Not bothering to ask the question, Vince looked back at the ship for a moment. He was anxious, nervous, unsure if he wanted to rejoin. The more he stood there, near the Temple, the more he recalled why he left. It was as if he was being tested by the two masters, how long until he would snap? He stood there calmly, hiding all thoughts, trying to be strong, perhaps for his own sanity, or was it for his young Padawan?

[A®heim]

"Thank you Master Chyresh. I will stay for a while, at least until Vince has made his decision, but I cannot promise I will return. There are things in my past that I don't think, no, that has been proven unable to be erased by the Jedi counseling. Things that I must work out myself."

Falo bowed slightly to Chyresh and the departing healer. He wasn't sure if the healer had played a role in his revival. Most likely she did as the last time he had passed out it had been many hours before he had awoken. The young Bothan then turned to his master.Vince, I know that you wish to learn more about this and I apologize for not telling you sooner, but there will be a time soon in which I will indulge your curiosity."

"As for you," Falo glowered disdainfully Crumbs antics upon his shoulder, "I have experienced horrors that a pea-brained creature as yourself cannot comprehend. Do not take this lightly lest I have to demonstrate precisely what I have in mind." Though Falo had become quite friendly with the monkey-lizard over his time on Naboo, he would not tolerate his mocking, not now. With a small movement of his fingers, Falo separated a pocket of air a few inches from Crumb. It was the same technique he had used to right his ship, only on a much smaller scale. Crumb gazed inquisitively at the shimmering spot of air just as Falo closed his hand. The gap snapped shut with a loud pop dragging Crumb from his shoulder towards the small vacuum it had created and deposited him roughly upon the ground.

"Vince, we've had a long day. Perhaps it would be best if we found a room and had a rest before we go before the council?"

[Chyresh]

Chyresh stood there, not watching Falo anymore, his eyes were upon Vince. He obviously had no clue what was going on with Falo, to Chyresh this seemed odd. The man had been Falo's master, and he didn't even know of this young one's problems. As Crumb began to speak Chyresh just shook his head. The monkey had been disguising his emotions, he could feel them when Falo was brought inside the Temple.

Chyresh nodded to the young bothan as he began to speak. He was glad to see that he was fine now, his excitment quickly faded as Chyresh listened to him. He knew that the Falo had a troubled past, but much was forgiven, he could not however push the subject. He wished Falo would return back to the Jedi Temple and continue his training, but he doubted that would happen any time soon.

"I agree, if you wish to have a room I can lead you to one this way. Much has happened so I am sure you are in need of rest, unless ofcourse you have changed your mind. Redemption is always on the table," Chyresh said, he was looking at Vince, but he was really talking to Falo. Vince seemed like he was ready for a chance at becoming a Jedi once more, Falo on the other hand seemed to doubt himself.