| Ulic: no, the jedi are not more powerful Argyyle: **smirks at his sisters barbs** they must be, if you fear them so. Ulic: the original death of Kun took the entire jedi council, trianees, and ships to raze a planet to kill him he was a single man...i fear them not... i fear nothing Fiona: "And yet he still died." Ulic: i have come back from death twice Argyyle: then you ARE a fool. Ulic: what is there to fear? Ulic: fear blinds you Ulic: distracts you Ulic: draws from your power Ulic: you should be mindful Ulic: but not fear Ulic: respect, yes Ulic: do not have terror Fiona: "And what have you learned?" Argyyle: **turns to fiona** perhaps this one can teach us something after all. Ulic: i have forgotten more than most sith will ever know...of course...at any time i have the knowledge of 5 sith with me, sith lords, great masters of the darkside Fiona: ~whispers to her brother~ " Perhaps...." Argyyle: **speaks into her mind "shall we agree to be taught by him, then?** **rolls his eyes at the bragging** **perhaps he can bring father to his senses** Fiona: ~whispers to her brother~ "not so fast...he has a great ego...and that might be his weakness" Ulic: ~raises his now deactivated sabre and concentrates slightly on it, unlocking the inside with his force presence. a small set of disks appears from inside the compartment and he holds them up~ "These are the minds of the great sith from the last century. your father is among them Argyyle: **snorts** if you think our father is great, then id hate to see your idea of a god. what he is and what he was are 2 different creatures. you MUST reconcile yourself with that fact if you are to teach us. Fiona: "More is the pity if he once was great, or if that was how you saw him." Argyyle: **smiles slightly** Ulic: your father is still great, he has channeled himself into a single pursuit for so long.. now that he has found what he seeks, you will see a change Argyyle: perhaps. but i doubt it. Ulic: you know not what he can do Fiona: "There is a point of no return and father has long since crawled across that line." Ulic: you are wrong young one...very wrong Fiona: "Perhaps it is you that is wrong. Perhaps you will see what you want to see, as he has...and is that not weakness?" Ulic: i have lived far too long to focus on one thing Fiona: "Then perhaps you are not as weak as father." Argyyle: this is dragging on far to long. shall we continue this discussion in the comfort of our shuttle? Ulic: normally i would train but one student, i take two this time in case one of you dies Ulic: comfort? you seek comfort? Argyyle: why should i not be comfortable when i can? Fiona: "And what about dear father?" Argyyle: i have lived in discomfort often enough. Ulic: why do you seek to be weak? can you not stand the elements? do you need the comforts of society? Fiona: "My brother scorned the comforts of society." Ulic: then why the shuttle? and why seek its "comfort" Fiona: "My brother hid in the woods and became a savage." |
| Fool or god? |