29-04-2023, 11:00 PM
Log 22
"... interestingly enough, despite my predictions, Apprentice Vaenra is now Sith Mitina, Blademaster." Starting off on an introspective note, the sound of a waterfall nearby, Elena's voice is calm once more. "With our flagship, Th'Asidra, operational, perhaps it's a move to consolidate power, solidify the Conservancy in order to ensure we are ready for war and assault. I don't know much of the politics of the house, but I am coming to learn more of them as I immerse myself."
"I am learning that I am not powerful. Not nearly enough to have any opinions of my own, and not likely in the future, if I make it to Apprentice. With the rate people are moving against me, now, I can only speculate, but... I reap the consequences of my actions. I was moody with a Neophyte teaching Jar'kai, and was required to fight Sith Tarati. It was overwhelmingly difficult on its own, although I got off a single Push... at the cost of losing both of my blades. I was subsequently subjected to Grip and Lightning, and tossed aside... and following poor words toward the Neophyte again, subjected to more Lightning and a brutal beating."
"I later apologized, humbling myself, but it seems she is not satisfied, for I hear whispers that she sends people against me. Apprentice Zeldris... a rather brutal fighter, who seems to now hold a grudge against me for our Makashi bout, and my shielding of Acolyte Tesper from his temper. There is only more fuel on the fire, and a confrontation is inevitable. I... must remain neutral, as much as possible, take the punishment." A deep sigh from her. "Will that satisfy anyone? No. Will there be more excuses to bring such treatment against me again? Most likely. Truly, I am powerless."
There's an introspective sound, during her pause, as if something comes to mind. "It was submitted over a week ago, but I was finally able to listen to a report by Acolyte Somuz. I hate to say he has a grievous misunderstanding about the whole fight, but I seek not to correct him - if he believes I performed tactics differently than what I did, and went down easily, then it will surprise him all the more when we inevitably fight, as well, although I would have to stay uninjured for more than two days to do so. Still, he had an intense fight against Neophyte Valeus, which... is interesting, I suppose, but things are being proven still."
"Speaking of injury, there was another Operation, taking out an overwhelming number of 'Mercenaries'. They were mostly... civilians, really, disenfranchised. A few weren't even holding their blasters properly. By sheer numbers and coordinated tactic of their leader, I lost a part of my right ear, and was shot in the leg. Apprentice Kaidar was hit quite a few times by bolts, but he will be alright as well. He seems to suffer from my same condition of living inside the Medical Bay, and..." Elena trails off, now, leaving her thought incomplete. Instead, she hums.
"Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend...
To the heart and mind,
Ignorance is kind:
There's no comfort in the truth,
Pain is all you'll find..."
There's a whistling, now, something she hasn't done before, but it serves in place of words after the end, creating a somber melody.
"... interestingly enough, despite my predictions, Apprentice Vaenra is now Sith Mitina, Blademaster." Starting off on an introspective note, the sound of a waterfall nearby, Elena's voice is calm once more. "With our flagship, Th'Asidra, operational, perhaps it's a move to consolidate power, solidify the Conservancy in order to ensure we are ready for war and assault. I don't know much of the politics of the house, but I am coming to learn more of them as I immerse myself."
"I am learning that I am not powerful. Not nearly enough to have any opinions of my own, and not likely in the future, if I make it to Apprentice. With the rate people are moving against me, now, I can only speculate, but... I reap the consequences of my actions. I was moody with a Neophyte teaching Jar'kai, and was required to fight Sith Tarati. It was overwhelmingly difficult on its own, although I got off a single Push... at the cost of losing both of my blades. I was subsequently subjected to Grip and Lightning, and tossed aside... and following poor words toward the Neophyte again, subjected to more Lightning and a brutal beating."
"I later apologized, humbling myself, but it seems she is not satisfied, for I hear whispers that she sends people against me. Apprentice Zeldris... a rather brutal fighter, who seems to now hold a grudge against me for our Makashi bout, and my shielding of Acolyte Tesper from his temper. There is only more fuel on the fire, and a confrontation is inevitable. I... must remain neutral, as much as possible, take the punishment." A deep sigh from her. "Will that satisfy anyone? No. Will there be more excuses to bring such treatment against me again? Most likely. Truly, I am powerless."
There's an introspective sound, during her pause, as if something comes to mind. "It was submitted over a week ago, but I was finally able to listen to a report by Acolyte Somuz. I hate to say he has a grievous misunderstanding about the whole fight, but I seek not to correct him - if he believes I performed tactics differently than what I did, and went down easily, then it will surprise him all the more when we inevitably fight, as well, although I would have to stay uninjured for more than two days to do so. Still, he had an intense fight against Neophyte Valeus, which... is interesting, I suppose, but things are being proven still."
"Speaking of injury, there was another Operation, taking out an overwhelming number of 'Mercenaries'. They were mostly... civilians, really, disenfranchised. A few weren't even holding their blasters properly. By sheer numbers and coordinated tactic of their leader, I lost a part of my right ear, and was shot in the leg. Apprentice Kaidar was hit quite a few times by bolts, but he will be alright as well. He seems to suffer from my same condition of living inside the Medical Bay, and..." Elena trails off, now, leaving her thought incomplete. Instead, she hums.
"Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend...
To the heart and mind,
Ignorance is kind:
There's no comfort in the truth,
Pain is all you'll find..."
There's a whistling, now, something she hasn't done before, but it serves in place of words after the end, creating a somber melody.