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Dooku: Jedi Lost (2019) Sentence Starters

Your feelings betray you. Let your anger grow. Let it seethe. Focus on the pain, use it. It is the source of your power. I vowed I would never call anyone Master again. I never knew how sweet revenge would taste. I will teach you the ways of the dark side, but first, you must prove yourself. Enjoy yourself, it’s a festival! One day, I’m going to wipe the smirk off his stupid face. The bigger they are, the louder they scream. I feel the Force inside me, flowing everywhere. The Force is forever in motion — rising, flowing… This place is spooky enough as it is. It’s coming — coming for us… Coming for me! There is nothing trivial about the dark side. It’s hard to sneak up on a Jedi, you know? There haven’t been Sith for a thousand years. Promise you won’t go easy on me. I don’t need any favours. The Jedi are fools, each and every one. The Jedi must concern themselves only with the will of the Force. Is this how the best are treated? Turns out that the droid was telling the truth… What he doesn’t know won’t kill me. I sense a disturbance in the Force. Most species have their own armageddon myths. He made you a weapon. I rescued you, when I saw what you could do. Jedi never control. We influence. Her wings ache when she flies. A Jedi listens. A Jedi respects. A Jedi understands. The pain of tomorrow is the comfort of yesterday. You are going to change everything for the better. In my vision I saw lightning course through bodies! You know as well as anyone that the galaxy is a dangerous place. Democracy can quickly fail. Pain is only an illusion. It can be controlled. You need to stay out of my thoughts. Taking your frustration out on a Med Droid will hardly help the situation. It was deleted using my clearance codes… Can you get me into a casino? Pride is a dangerous emotion. We would do well to remember that. I have lost count of the diplomatic functions I have attented since we last met. Why should we care about what the public thinks of us? I want to make a difference. I want to serve the galaxy. Power is wasted on the powerful. The council said we weren’t to interfere. A blaster? Really? The mind of the weak, so easy to manipulate. Look at the devastation and yet, the senate does nothing. A Jedi is more than a name, more than a title. The past doesn’t define you, (…). The future doesn’t define you. — I define you! I always will be the best part of you. Your will is mine. I hate the lies and the deceit and the fear and the hatred. This is where I belong. This is who I am. — I am free.

[qmirs]

he  could  sense  her  emotions  as  if  they  were  spilled  descriptions  on  parchment  paper.  qimir  tended  to  the  cortosis  helmet  with  affection,  ensuring  every  scrap  he  collected  was  smoothed  back  over  once  more.  it  was  methodical  at  this  point:  submerging  into  his  thoughts  as  he  tended  to  the  armor,  reliving  every  moment  that  marred  it  like  a  trophy.  he  left  osha  to  her  own  thoughts  ⸻  leading  her  to  judgements  by  force  would  only result  in  a  shove  back.  a staunch closing of mediation. her  stubborn  affliction  was  as  obvious  as  her  untapped  strength  in  the  force.

(  qimir  knew  she  would  come  around.  just  as  he  did,  just  as  he  foresaw  that  she  would.  the  truth  would  set  her  free,  if  only  she  would  allow  herself  to  see.  )

casually,  he  shrugged.  "what  would  i  get  out  of  forcing  you  to  believe  something?  we  must  all  come  to  our  own  conclusions.  you  should  ask  yourself  why  you  haven't  left  yet.  soon  the  tide  will  move  out  and  it  will  be  just  as  easy  to  walk  across  and  fly  away.  find  the  master  you  so  cling  to."

the  last  line  of  his  sentence  was  spoken  with  an  airy  dismissal,  and  though  qimir  would  describe  it  as  jealousy,  he  at  least  understood  the  primal  instinct  to  find  one's  master.  even  through  betrayal,  a  student  still  yearned  for  acceptance.  qimir  set  aside  the  welding  tool  to  focus  his  gaze  on  osha,  her  wide  eyes  set  on  him  with  the  same  mix  of  uncertainty  echoed  in  her  questions.  it  never  failed  to  perplex  him;  mae's  gaze  always  shrouded  with  an  anger  and  loss  that  he thought once  spoke  to  him,  but  it's  osha that  curled  around  his  desire  to  guide  and  understand.  "why  do  you  think  you're  here?  when will you admit to yourself that it feels right?"

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Osha wasn't used the sticky humidity of the unknown oceanic planet she had been stolen away to. No, the once-Jedi was familiar with the burning chill of space and the dryness of recycled air (that made her wake with a sore throat more times than not). Here, she felt suffocated, in more ways than one - as she looked over at her captor from her spot inside his well-loved shelter. She felt a pull to him, an intrigue she couldn't deny; Osha tried to sum it up to curiosity. She had always been too curious, said her mothers, said Sol, said everyone.

Sighing out, her ribs ached with the strain of her still-healing wound. One hand pressed against her torso, pushing against the wound as if it would stop the zing radiating through her ribs. Another hand rose to wipe at the sweat - or was it sea-salt spray - trickling down her bared skin as she instead shifted to gaze out of the caves' entrance, catching glimpses of the raging waves outside. The luring siren-song call of the space ship across the rough waters itched under her skin as she stared.

"You said nothing was stopping me from going to the ship across the water. Why?" Osha's voice pierced through the air. "Why bring me here at all?"

She didn't understand.

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#QMIRS:  an  independent,  selective  and  mutals  based  roleplay  blog  for  the  acolyte's  QIMIR  of  the  high  republic.  headcanon  and  original  lore  may  be  present  to  fill  in  blanks  as  the  show  progresses.  an  exploration  of  freedom  at  the  cost  of  others,  the relationship between master and. student,  and  finding  oneself.  qimir  is  a  sith,  so  typical  violence,  murder,  and  dark  sided  force  use  will  be  present.  beloathed  by  syl.