Jedi Temple

[Caedus Sadow]

The Temple was extremely busy even with the relative peace in the galaxy. Caedus Sadow walked through the doors of the Temple followed by two Coruscant security officers and Sal on a medical hoverbed. Her breathing was slow and steady and all of her vitals appeared normal. Caedus paused only momentarily to address his situation to ranking members of the order, then the proceeded through the room of a thousand fountains and into the nearest med bay, where Sal recieved treatment and and her wounds were dressed. Pain killers were injected into her bloodstream as well as something to sedate her though it was pointless. A Sith Lord couldn't escape the jedi temple if he wanted to, which would give Caedus time to question this girl about her dreams

[Sal Kildor]

Sal lied on the bed with her breathing steady. Her visions had gone by now and her bleeding had stopped. It was deep into the night when she finally arose from her troubled sleep, to find herself trapped within the temple walls. Her mind was slightly confused but also frustrated. Her thoughts kept going back to the fight in the cantina and she believed that her 'dream' was the result of the Jedi torturing her. She ran her hand down her silver hair, breathing out a deep sigh. Sal sat up slowly from the bed, her pain was still there although less than it should have been, and let her gain some movement. Walking to the window, she peered out at the lights of coruscant. It was a spectacular sight of buildings and sky lanes in the distance.

[Caedus Sadow]

The transparisteel doors opened with a small crisp noise. Caedus Sadown stood there with his hood up and folded his arms so that they were in either sleeve. He was surprised to see Sal up let alone moving. She was looking out at the Coruscant night life. He searched her emotions quickly, he could tel that she felt imprisoned like bird in a cage. He sent out feelings of ease, sympathy, and remorse flooding into the room hoping to console her. He hoped that they would have a civil conversation without violence and that he could perhaps learn something about these force related visions between force weilders. Especially when this....girl....being as young as she was, was not even force sensative.

[Sal Kildor]

Turning to see who was entering the room, Sal flared up in anger, but something stopped her lashing out at the Jedi who had tortured, beaten and provoked her. "What do you want with me? Isn't torturing me enough, you slimeball?" she spitted.

[Caedus Sadow]

He had expected as much from her at this point. Her comments did not effect him though he was confused about what the girl meant. Torture? I just pushed.....something has happened to her.... He thought for a moment. Perhaps he should set up a time with the council to evaluate the situation, though if he could do it himself it would save time. The climate systems of the temple had lowered the temperatures in the room and frost could be seen on the window sil. The lowered temperatures would slow reaction if the girl attacked, which he rather doubted but would be prepared for just in case. He tried to catch her eye.

Caedus:"Tortured? what do you speak of? I haven't tortured you, only dressed your wounds. They are healing well."

[Sal Kildor]

This was the first time that Sal had truely thought about what had been broken, and reached down to feel them again, just to find a neatly dressed bandage. "Don't lie to me Jedi, you teased me with your tricks, wouldn't allow me to get away and gave me these wounds! Then you have the cheek to give me nightmares!" she shouted, although the pain killers had made her less thoughtful, her anger and the only possibility to her of what happened dictated her actions.

[Caedus Sadow]

Caedus smiled cooly. So she didn't know of her dreams origins either.

Caedus:"Let us examine that claim for a moment.One..If you were a clean cut assasin, then you shouldn't have any reason to want to avoid a jedi. Two...Those wounds would not have been necessary if you hadn't attacked innocents. Three...well the trouble is that neither of us know where these dark omens you invision come from. I felt them just as you did when i was trying to ease your pain."He paused for a moment to gather his thaughts. He needed to be careful with her. What she had expierience was nothing of the jedi, and she had done nothing to provoke this....darkness. Perhaps she was force sensative. Impossible....I would have felt it.He dismissed this thought as garbage and turned once again to the young assasin.

Caedus:"Those bouncers will make a full recovery if it matters to you. I sense that it does in some ways. Perhaps...for the time being, you should remain under the watchful eye of the jedi until you do the same. Your body will heal quickly...but your mind..." He trailed off not knowing how to finish his statement. He did not know what had happened to her, only that she must have been placed under his care for a reason. It was the will of the force, there was no doubt of that.

[Sal Kildor]

Sal turned and walked back to the window, resting herself against the window ledge. She was just plain confused now and could not take in a word he was telling her. Shaking her head quietly, she looked at the bandages covering her. "So then Master Jedi, what the sith is happening to me?" she spoke quietly.

[Caedus Sadow]

Caedus:"Sith? I have no doubt that the visions that you are having are of the darkside, but perhaps they are only thus because you let them be. Perhaps they mirror your thoughts."

He knew someone this young would have trouble understanding what he was speaking of, but this was not unnatural. Perhaps she needed time among the jedi to straighten out her mind. Perhaps these dark thoughts and dreams will fade in time....as the Sith have...The sith had been gone for up to twenty years now. Sometimes he wished otherwise but always caught his selfishness. He had longed to face a sith in battle if only to prove himself to the Order. The Grandmaster himself had been his master. He let his thoughts wander.No one is better than me with a blade, save for the grandmaster himself....as for mastery of the force...He had caught himself again, for these thoughts were of the darkside and he was a jedi. He must put himself above those passions.

His mind wandering had given Sal enough time to ponder on what he had told her. Perhaps she would understand after all, but his main focus was to keep her safe, calm, and reassured. Caedus continued to allow himself to send these emotions through the room.

Caedus:"I assure you that the jedi will do all that we can to unravel this...delicate case. But do not fear, there is a darkside and lightside within us all. It is only our choices that allow one to dominate the other." He added noting that she was troubled, though he doubted that anyone would know it. She kept a straight face always, and her resolve was great.

[Sal Kildor]

With her mind still buzzing with the beginnings of a major headache and confusion at what was said, she found herself going tired again. Looking at her surroundings, she noticed it was minimal, nothing she could use to batter his head in with. "So your saying my thoughts are causing that? Well read my mind then Master Jedi".

[Caedus Sadow]

More defiance. he was growing tired of this indeed.

Caedus:"It is not the jedi way."



ooc: Sry so short. In a hurry but will be on later

[Sal Kildor]

With a long quiet sigh, Sal walked past the Jedi and laid down on the bed. There was a lot of strain on her shoulders from the last few days, built up with tension, she wanted to explode. "So what is to become of me" Sal whispered, not disturbing the peace of the room. "Master Jedi?".

[Caedus Sadow]

He studied the girl's figure for a moment through the force. He watched her movements, her actions. They were as fluid and as solid as drops of water racing down a transparisteel window. As she lay down on the bed he sensed something...a disquiet within her...like a storm...a darkness. But perhaps he could pull her away from this, she was still young. I don't know if i'm the one to do this. I am not much older than she is....and how could she trust you? She hasn't even seen your face...

Caedus:"Look around you. What do you feel? What do you see? This peace is not beyond your grasp Mistress Kildor, should you wish to achieve it. But i wonder? Could you control the anger that has controlled you for so long?"

[Sal Kildor]

Sal chuckled quietly, his riddles was starting to amuse her now. "Do you really think it controls me? Look at me now, am i filled with anger and hatred?" Pausing for a moment, she thought about what she had just asked. "Okay then, maybe i am. But I only use anger when i need to, it's not the way an Echani fights". Giving that clue of her origins, she thought that it might surprise the Jedi if he didn't know already. If he did, then he himself had been careless in that cantina. Continuing, Sal spoke much louder than before and in an almost happy tone. "You see Master Jedi, my plan actually worked. The person you want to talk to is not the one i am trying to kill. Instead, his the one tasked with hiring me, and once i knew that you could cause too much trouble, i gained the attention needed to have everyone staring at us, giving my informant time to leave". She let him ponder on this, it was a truth, but attacking him just to do that wasn't the only reason.

[Caedus Sadow]

Caedus:"Treachery....deception....these are the ways of the sith, and your combat style fit more of the Mandalorian teachings than Echani. Perhaps i overestimated you."

She was harder to bend than he had forseen. Even she must know what he had been hinting at. The jedi order were too few and there were too many problems in the galaxy. Perhaps...she is too lost to the dark abyss that seems to fill her mind. But was I so different? Ofcourse not..my family too was shrouded by the darkside.
He thought for a moment, then finally spoke.
Caedus:"Perhaps i misjudged you. When you are ready, you may be on your way."
He turned and took a step toward the door.