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29-04-2023, 03:24 PM
Once more, the holo-display would flicker to life. Revealing the upper body of the Assistant-Blademaster, in the typical blue-white tones. Despite this, his eyes would appear a tone deeper than the last time, his very being somewhat.. darker.
"Jedi Battlemaster Emoral Heliolite..." Eddi would frown rather deeply at the name, but continue nonetheless, "The scum. Lured my Master and I into the furthest corner of the galaxy, for what? A pathetic Padawan. It's not like he cared the rest of the time the pathetic creature was in my Master's custody.."
"No, of course he didn't, the scum wanted an excuse to make an attempt on the life of my Master. If I'd been stronger, if we'd known what was to come, maybe.." Shaking his head, Eddi would pinch the bridge of his nose between two fingers. "I will kill each and every Jedi I find until the moment Heliolite dies at my hand, his final breath will be mine to see, and he will know it is I who killed him."
"He dared comment on my Master's teachings, and yet Heliolite is the one who fled. If we were so weak, so insignificant to him, why did he flee?" Looking towards the would-be viewer once more, Eddi would allow a mocking grin to spread across his face. "If we didn't know the Jedi bred none but hypocrites and narcissists, we do now.."
"I have a long way to go, my skill with the blade grows by the day." A dark look would fall on the face of the Apprentice, his entire body seeming to grow just a touch more tense. "Kelsa thinks he is free to make my Office some subsection of his own, that it is within his jurisdiction to tell me who and what I can teach. As though it were not the Will of the Dark Lord that the Blademaster takes responsibility for the teaching of the blade. I am, I remain, the closest thing we have. Kelsa is not, Kelsa will never be a part of this branch, no. He will never be who I report to."
Allowing a brief snarl to escape him, Eddi would shake his head. Not a second later, his expression would return to its stoic neutrality. "I must continue my training, I cannot see my Master let down.."
Without another word, the display would vanish from life, the image of the Assistant-Blademaster flickering away once more.
"Jedi Battlemaster Emoral Heliolite..." Eddi would frown rather deeply at the name, but continue nonetheless, "The scum. Lured my Master and I into the furthest corner of the galaxy, for what? A pathetic Padawan. It's not like he cared the rest of the time the pathetic creature was in my Master's custody.."
"No, of course he didn't, the scum wanted an excuse to make an attempt on the life of my Master. If I'd been stronger, if we'd known what was to come, maybe.." Shaking his head, Eddi would pinch the bridge of his nose between two fingers. "I will kill each and every Jedi I find until the moment Heliolite dies at my hand, his final breath will be mine to see, and he will know it is I who killed him."
"He dared comment on my Master's teachings, and yet Heliolite is the one who fled. If we were so weak, so insignificant to him, why did he flee?" Looking towards the would-be viewer once more, Eddi would allow a mocking grin to spread across his face. "If we didn't know the Jedi bred none but hypocrites and narcissists, we do now.."
"I have a long way to go, my skill with the blade grows by the day." A dark look would fall on the face of the Apprentice, his entire body seeming to grow just a touch more tense. "Kelsa thinks he is free to make my Office some subsection of his own, that it is within his jurisdiction to tell me who and what I can teach. As though it were not the Will of the Dark Lord that the Blademaster takes responsibility for the teaching of the blade. I am, I remain, the closest thing we have. Kelsa is not, Kelsa will never be a part of this branch, no. He will never be who I report to."
Allowing a brief snarl to escape him, Eddi would shake his head. Not a second later, his expression would return to its stoic neutrality. "I must continue my training, I cannot see my Master let down.."
Without another word, the display would vanish from life, the image of the Assistant-Blademaster flickering away once more.
