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"We will send a ship to pick you up soon," said another Master, staring at Alecto as if she didn't agree with Master Windu's assessment. Master Billaba had spoken up several times as Alecto talked about the agreement he'd basically rammed down HM's throat, which admittedly had very little to do with the laws of the Republic and much more to do with browbeating and blackmailing him with his own mistakes. The evidence that had personally hired Cad Bane for this operation had been telling.
Several other Masters also looked as if they felt Alecto had gone too far, but they were not the ones on the spot, and Master Yoda at least along with surprisingly Master Windu approved if for very different reasons. Master Windu respected the courage Alecto had shown, and was not a fan of large corporations in any event. He believed that the Techno Union, the Trade Federation, and others of that ilk were too powerful already, not considering the fact that seemed to be slowly allying with one another.
Master Yoda's approval on the other hand was for a much simpler reason. He was happy that Alecto was alive, and that the Order wouldn't bury another Jedi today. One was more than enough. "Rest you should," Yoda said nodding his head slowly to the young Duros. "When return, speak further of your training from here on we will. A new Master, we will try to find for you."
"Yes Master Yoda," Alecto said, and watched as the connection ended. Leaning back in his bed he shifted trying to get comfortable, but with his arm in a sling, his leg and side wrapped as they were, that was going to be much more difficult than normal. Closing his eyes, Alecto tried to will himself to sleep, as he thought, 'I wonder how the others are doing?'
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Most of the other children of Clan Saa had yet to be chosen as padawans. Many Masters remained leery about their techniques, their attitudes, and the fact that those new techniques sometimes made the Masters feel as if they were playing catch-up to their own students. While Jedi should've been above such feelings, they really weren't. The fact many young knights such as Knight Ti and the others had learned them and used them at times even better than the padawans did not make that problem any better.
There were a few however who had already who had indeed been chosen, and the first of them was not happy at the moment. Not happy at all.
Aayla looked at herself in the mirror and did not even try to keep the scowl on her face as she did, looking at the slave outfit she had to wear. By the Force, it's more like a barely there bikini than a real outfit! How did I get into this position again?
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Aayla allowed the shock she was feeling to show on her face as she stared at the Masters sitting all around her. "Master, you cannot be serious! You know how I… she paused, gathering herself before going on more calmly. "You know how I loathe being stereotyped as a Twi'lek woman like that! Further, I'm only 15, why would I be sent on a mission like this? Surely there are older knights who could volunteer for it."
She didn't even try to keep the sarcastic tone out of her voice, staring at the Masters one after another. Master Gallia met her gaze, sighing faintly and shaking her head, while Master Billabalooked worried but resolute. Master Yaddle looked concerned, but Master Yoda, as well as a few of the others were not there, meeting once more with the Senate on something to do with the Trade Federation.
Master Windu as Master of the order however was, and he was the one who had given her and her master their new assignment. "Quinlan will be nearby, you won't be totally alone," he said, his tone indicating without actually stating it that he was not in the habit of trying to explain the Council's decisions to mere padawans.
Aayla shot a look at her Master, who winced visibly, shaking his head. "I know you don't like it, but this slave operation needs to be shut down quickly. The senator for the Ryloth Sector has been continually banging on about it in the Senate, and it is a rather insidious operation, targeting several hundred planets, planets that…"
"That do not rely on the slave trade for its major export?" Aayla interjected sweetly, her teeth flashing in a not-smile.
Aayla knew Ryloth had no other export that interested anyone else, but the fact that this had basically forced her people into servitude from the moment they tried to expand beyond their planet still bothered her. And she felt that the Jedi should be doing more into looking into a solution to that underlying issue rather than ignoring it and solving the little issues that cropped up from allowing legal slavery just for Ryloth.
"You will be helping hundreds, perhaps thousands of sentients helping us shut this slave operation down Aayla," said Master Gallia, her voice soft but stern.
Aayla stared at her, feeling even more betrayed by Gallia and the other women in the room then she felt from her own Master volunteering her for this. That feeling faded later when she found out Quinlan hadn't actually volunteered her she had been 'volunteered' by the Jedi high Council. "Masters, you do know what happens to female slaves don't you?" She asked, keeping her tone even with a degree of self-control that would have made any Jedi Knight nod appreciatively. "While I of course am able to use the Force to redirect interest, I cannot do it while asleep, nor for days on end."
"Then it is all the more important that you be the one to go," Master Windu said. "Your abilities both defensive and all offensive are based upon your own Force's techniques, not your lightsaber as would be the case with any other Jedi save perhaps Knight Ti, who is currently on a mission on her home planet trying to find the local factor of this very slave ring. Your ability to change your skin tone and your appearance in other ways also makes you the best choice for this operation."
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