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Komari breathed a slight sigh of relief. So this was only going to be a temporary thing; that was good. Komari had no desire to be tied down to Master Dooku's estates. For one thing, it smacked too much of putting worth on material things to her, and for another, many of the Order were still too leery of her for her to want to add another way to stand out. So I'm named as the family manager of the family's holdings, but not the actual heir. That makes sense. And I can bet who he did name as the heir.
Master Dooku continued on, telling Komari about the powers she could wield as manager and the things she couldn't do, which were far more numerous. "As I said at the beginning of this message, I have made many mistakes in my lifetime," Dooku said after winding down. "I urge you to learn from them. Learn from them, but walk your own path. If that path leads you to being the kind of Jedi that the Order wishes you to be, I will respect that. But if it does not, I will respect that too. Think for yourself; live for yourself. Trust in the Force and do not give into the Dark again. That is all I ask my former padawan, my proud Knight. May the Force be with you and with the Order." With that the image disappeared, and a moment later it began to repeat.
Komari leaned back, trying to analyze what she was feeling at this point. There was grief there, certainly, but also a strange kind of relief, or perhaps vindication. She knew that Master Dooku had gone out the way he would have wanted, lightsaber in hand. And given what Master Yoda had said, he had indeed taken his target with them.
She was a little concerned about having been left in charge of his family's holdings, but that concern was tempered by how little as manager she could do unless those holdings began to see significant downturns in their fortune. That shouldn't happen, she thought, thinking about what little she knew about Master Dooku's family's holdings. And it says that the rest of the will is going to come into effect once certain conditions are met, and that I would know what they are. Hah! That too is obvious, and I can think of no one better to look after those. Still, it will be interesting to see how the Council reacts. It is rather obvious to anyone who knows of their connection in the first place, after all.
But the training center and the mansion were hers now. That was interesting, and it filled Komari with a sense of purpose. Further, she felt the touch of the Force on her. For the first time in years it was unequivocal and certain: this was what the Force wanted from her. So be it. This is my new charge, and one I will prove worthy of, Komari thought, standing and taking the three data chips as she left the room and locked it behind her.
She moved to work through the mansion to Master Dooku's personal Hypercom array. Every one of the counts who ruled Serenno had one of these, and they did not feed into the central one on the planet unlike most such systems. Instead they allowed the user to connect directly to the Hypernet.
Thus, a moment after sitting down, she was looking into the wizened face of Grand Master Yoda. He looked even more aged than the last time she had seen him. The death of Master Dooku had come to him first and had obviously hit him hard.
"News you have," Master Yoda said, his eyes closed at first before he opened them to lock eyes with her through the hologram. "Report you have to give?"
Komari quickly explained what she had found, showing Master Yoda the data crystals in the pickup. She finished, asking, "Is this legal, Master?" She would still follow her former master's wishes regardless, but it was important to know at the outset what kind of opposition she would face.
"Illegal it is not," Master Yoda said after a moment's reflection, his words not giving anything away. "Outside of military items, the Jedi ownership of things, never been made illegal in the Republic or the Order. Not actually made his heir: not enough there for the Order or the Senate to concern ourselves. Of Jedi stepping in to manage estates, precedent there has been before this."
Indeed Yoda was actually understating things. Jedi were routinely called in to mentor or watch over young heirs in many systems. The Green Jedi of Corellia took this further, acting in the manner Komari would be for the Dooku estate if requested to. This tied them closer to the Corellian government, far more than the Jedi Order as a whole was happy about, and also smacked too much of being connected to material things. But so long as they didn't own military systems or infrastructure, the Order was prepared to look the other way rather than to push the Green Jedi into breaking off entirely from the Order, as they had threatened to do numerous times in the past thousand years.
"Master, if you allow me to accept this appointment, I will act as I feel Master Dooku would in terms of the training center and his holdings," Komari said. "And you know exactly who he might have named as his real heir."
"I do," Yoda said, looked at that second data disk. "Looked at that, have you?"
Komari shook her head.
"Do not then. Cross that bridge we will when forced to."
Komari nodded to that, more than willing to leave that particular basket of snakes in Master Yoda's capable hands. "I also have the security disk, which explains how Master Dooku came to believe the head of the Banking Clan was the Sith. Should I upload it?"
Yoda quickly shook his head. "No. Still on the planet, is Master Bilaba?"
"Yes, Master Yoda. She seems to have learned the Shield technique very well, and her retraining with her lightsaber is going well. In her case it is more disuse of her lightsaber than a weakness in her personal style."
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