There were several articles of noteworthy perusal, but the one that had captured her interest and concern was the most recent statement from Eli Fitzgerald regarding the brutal death of Zhyr's Senator. Ordinarily this would of been merely a sombering media headline as Moraine had fought a very.. lengthy battle against the Intergalactic Banking Clan, and Shinzon also knew that the IGBC had been threatened by a supposed "Sith". But these could all be unrelated, and Shinzon kept that consideration as a plausibility. She wasnt always right on every aspect of the world, and failing to save her father had taught that above all else.

Still as Shinzon listened in on Airstrike Fitzgerald's report and paired it with her own knowledge and training.. a cold sensation akin to a mist touched on her senses. The feeling was one she had not experienced since Deralia, but it was there. It was almost like a echo in the force, or a faint wound. Something infected.. a malaise of some form was the sensation. Assuredly the Jedi Council felt it when it occured a few hours earlier.. but the reasoning on "what" the causation was, still remained a unknown.

"We are recieving word from Zhyr at this hour that Senator Ardelia Moraine has been murdered, by a currently unidentified assailant who infiltrated her quarters on her homeworld, brutalized and killed her with a weapon that is reportedly consistent with a lightsaber, but that has not been confirmed at this point."

A Lightsaber on Zhyr.. Used with deadly efficiency also. In the past Shinzon might of done what she had the last time, and dashed off to a world alone, but Deralia had been the anvil on which she had been reshaped. Taking notes on the matter and pairing it to what the holocron of Ryuka tas Vorhn had taught, it would be a fair estimate to say that Celise was indeed familiar with Zhyr and its histories. Perhaps as familiar as she (Vorhn) who had first come to that Planet a thousand years earlier.

Thus Shinzon concluded that while assuredly there were other factors at play, perhaps Force spawned reasons that she was feeling this, she ignored and kept her head level. Ever the realist she prefered to think and ground her thoughts in blunt common sense, and the saving grace of complete practicality. The Jedi were peacekeepers, not prophecy chasers after all. Insane cultism was more in character for those who let passions sway them. And giving into one's passion in turn breached the very code she was sworn to follow.

Now granted Celise like all Jedi could appreciate the intricate ways of the force, and how the prophecies could turn out to be true. It would be wrong to say that she never believed in the Force's abilities and that it possessed a will.. Her very training had taught to her that both the Light of the force and the dark side of the Force had wills of their own, usually bound in a unending tapestry of life.

The Force was not what Celise doubted. Shinzon was merely a firm believer in the edict that power corrupts, and that there was a always the prospect of total fallibility in all people and the seed of misconception. So really striving to fulfill prophecies for the Force, struck her as foolhardy at best, and recklessly dangerous at worst. But she didnt linger on the matter more than that. There were more pressing and tangible concerns on Zhyr than a history lesson.

So.. Zhyr had a problem with a Lightsaber wielding maniac? Celise knew her father had knowledge of Zhyr, and so she reasoned that Deimos might indeed of come to that world. If he survived it made perfect sense, and it in turn gave a motive for the slaying. Alternately it could of been Darwin or some other lunatic. But either way.. Issues of the highest degree would be brought to light.

Celise settled on two options as she listened on to the reports with a somber expression on her face. Either she could run off like Ryuka had on some spice fueled meditative vision (and thus run the risk of waltzing to Zhyr and a trap), Or she could be true to her own code and methodically unwind the spools of information to discover what actually was going on. Unsuprisingly Shinzon chose the latter and Alleria Sur Pelin's modus operandi over Vorhn's, and reabsorbed herself in the specifics of this case.

When the Council called for her, she would most certainly report to them on this occurence. Until such occured, she could gather information in the waiting room, and build her case for a investigation.

~"Even still.. until I have the sampling of that cloth and a paternal midicholorian test.. all I have is that Force Spirit's testimony.. And I somehow doubt that it is unbiased.."~

She accepted Echuu as her father because she had felt something when they met, which sank deeper than words. That singular revelation alone was all she knew of Echuu aside from the original man's actions and deeds of recent times. Whether the Echuu Shinzon she fought was the ancestral Echuu Shinzon of a thousand years earlier, she did not know.

But the holocron that she had been instructed as a Redeemer with stated in no uncertain terms that he was. And its lore had been accepted by Luke Skywalker, who now kept it personally. Thus Celise had in a moment of uncharacteristic vulnerability trusted the matter and Luke's choice and closed it. But still she could not fathom what started it. Or in other words, why Deimos had been so interested in a Imperial Pilot turned Rebel. That she was his daughter seemed to fit the reason he had pursued her.

Celise dealt in facts, not fiction. Deimos or the Echuu which had been on Deralia had attempted to kill her after he failed to seduce her to the dark side of the Force. So she had fought the man who she percieved was her father. Evidence aside, she had several of her own questions she fully intended to voice to the Council in due course. The least of which was if a chromosome test could be done to confirm or debunk this notion..

Making her bow to the masters Malius, Streen, and Alies; all that Varitek gained from her as she bowed was a slight motion of her mechanized left arm. It was a simple if not blunt statement of ~"Like my new addition Jace? Pretty stupid of me.."~.

Something did seem different about her though and Varitek would have to attest that. Her thoughts didnt linger on Echuu at all now, or even his philosophies. The sensation that her mind gave was that instead of debating the nuances, she wanted answers in hard format. The chief one of which was. "What now?"

The battle was fought and this was the aftermath. It is typical that in times of conflict it is the lessons of War that teach the most. Assuming that Celise was indeed the daughter of Echuu, then she had essentially turned her back entirely on both Echuu Shinzon and his Dark Lord of old.

"Masters."

Lifting herself from the bow, she looked from Malius to Raztlain, her eyes briefly lingering on the second as unspoken words drifted between them. Words of thanks, gratitude and perhaps also a concern and care for Alies were etched in her eyes. Yet unlike Gelu, these questions were borne of a concern for a colleague and brother, not a lover. In this factor Raztlain's words appeared to have brought Celise fully into the Light, and stamped a commitment to the Jedi Order on her that had only grown stronger with time away.

Malius recieved a similar look of passionless joy, his alien heritage entirely overlooked in the larger scope of things. Streen was a new face but welcomed with the same respect. They were her friends, and comrades, and the sensation that she exuded carried the sensation that seeing all of them, alive and well was enough for her. Varitek too was forced to endure for a few moments those storm green eyes as they seemed to thrust like daggers at the soul. She spoke finally and chose her words with a deliberate care.

"Foremost. I would apologize if my absence caused any undue hardships or concerns. I truly felt that it would be a prudent course after the events in Deralia against Deimos, if I took a leave of absence to better understand myself. I feel that the trip was indeed worthwhile, in that it has born fruits which I feel have honed my understanding of the Force, and what I must expect of myself as a Jedi."

Lifting her hood from her face, silver hued hair framed a robustly health face. She had definitely aged in her time apart from her comrades, but her condition seemed mightily improved from that black day in Deralia where her emotions and indeed her very soul bore deep seated cracks and pains in them that threatened to choke her. When she had departed them, she had been treading dangerously close to the path of deimos. The path of destruction. But she was not a shadow of herself any longer, and the turmoil in her spirit seemed to have been healed, the pain in her heart purged with a radiant fire of serenity that only came with complete dettachment from self.

Instead of the doubting young girl that the Council had adopted some six or so years earlier.. or the shell of a Jedi broken and wounded in Deralia. What stood in her stead was a focused Knight who carried many concerns and burdens, but at the same time had not been crushed by those burdens, but rather tempered and instead kept a mindfulness about her actions and thoughts.

"It was a reckless if not entirely ridiculous thing for me to travel alone to Deralia. It endangered people who did not need to be, and it was foolish. If it is the desire of the Council, I will submit to any retraining that is required in lieu of my returning to active duty for this Council.

That stated, I would submit that in gaining the same wound as my father.. I have come to see his.. (Echuu's) mind more clearly, and understand now where such courses of thought can ultimately lead. Thus.. I must condemn these dangerous things, if I am to be true to myself."

Rejection. Complete rejection of the path he followed was her statement. But "Her father..? The same wound?" No doubt she meant the loss of her left arm, as Shinzon himself had kept a prosthetic right arm. She now claimed outright that she was Jedi Master Echuu Shinzon's daughter?

Bold, and yet she did not deny the claim. If anything she seemed to carry a faint wish to have it either confirmed or denied by her "true" family. The very manner with which she carried herself was entirely opposite to Echuu's, and gone were any pretenses. If it was fact, grand. She had slain her father. If false, grand. She had slain a sentient on Deralia. Neither course was a joyful prospect for any Jedi.

Celise had truly done nothing wrong, and the entire battle on Deralia, and from the accounts of Cardoma, Arren, and Quelar, her actions had been well within the parameters permitted by the Jedi for taking a life. But yet in a fashion akin to Echuu, Celise had also become a hardliner of the Jedi principles in her self imposed exile it seemed. But this was simply a policy of intolerance to belief that she or any other person in this life or the next was beyond reproach or infallible.

The facts of the occurence lined up flawlessly and read as Celise had reported. She had fought a Dark Jedi, and seen with her own eyes that it was indeed the former Jedi Echuu Shinzon, then she had attempted to redeem him. When that had proven to be impossible with her then limited training, (her report stated that she wished she had the wisdom to save him, but was forced to protect herself.) She had executed her duty as a Jedi Redeemer in a complete refusal to tolerate the Dark-side.

Her testimony diverted not even a Parsec ever. There were of course probably security cameras on Deralia, or some Soorusub drone that recorded it somewhere.. that could wholly validate her story, but Celise did not have those evidences, nor had she thought at the time to collect them. She had after all been rather emotionally charged and a little "unarmed" at the time.

This was the expected role of any Jedi, but for Celise it had been a twin war proverbially as both Malius and Raztlain no doubt knew now with the news of her connection Shinzon voiced, and fully admitted to the Council Members. For even as she had dueled with Deimos on a physical sense, she had also warred and fought a far more deadly foe on the inside. Her own emotions. That was the true victory, if one could be gained from what sorrows had awaited her on Deralia.

"Beyond that I will answer any questions you may have, and remain here at your convience my masters."

Let the past be reminisced by scholars and historians. Celise was interested in simply focusing on the present and the Living Force. This above all other reasons was why she returned. Her Lightsaber was outstretched in her hands as she done once before to Raztlain, as she offered it to him on the off chance that they elected to banish her for being the daughter of a man who had claimed to be Echuu Shinzon,(whatever the final facts were.) or even if for some reason there was mistrust.

Where Ryuka tas Vorhn and later Echuu Shinzon had deigned to refuse to hear the Council, and percieved that they were infallible and correct, Celise had found only a prideful arrogance. Thus Celise saw the entire ordeal and its aftermath as a chance to learn and grow as a sentient. And so it was that she humbly submitted her case.

The Lightsaber offering was a token of her trust in them as it had always been and also a sign of her submittal and respect for them as the Masters of the Jedi Order. As it had been said so well by Malius, the saber was a part of her being and thus it was another means by which she again showed that everything she had was wholly kept by the Jedi Order.

In complete submittal, a lot of concepts of ownership and self decision which basic life forms would keep were discarded in favor of a different rationale founded in obedient service. She had no possessions of her own. She merely had tools she was granted to use by the Force, through the proxy of those who could feel it and rejected the Dark-side of the Force. The Jedi Order. She revered the Light.. true. But it wasnt fanaticism like her father, or a desire to judge the wicked in some assanine "Holy Crusade". But rather out of a desire to use her gift to protect those who did not have the gift from those who sought to abuse the gift.

This principle included the surrender of her life if such would ever be needed. She was no pawn of the Council as a Sith would claim, or a indoctrinated zealot, but merely like them a living being who had decided of free will to be a disciple and servant of the Living Force. And that in turn dictated that she be bound by the same oaths they were to protect their charge, and provide service as all good Knights must.

For Celise's tale in brief, it ran like this. She had defeated the strong and dangerous emotions that were attached with dealing with a percieved family member, and she had not relented to the strains and commands of the Dark-side despite it. And now she humbled herself before her colleagues and mentors. Was such was the level of humility that completing her training as a Jedi Redeemer had wrought? It appeared that was indeed the case.

The circle was now complete. But the question lingered:

What happened now?

"I believe we discussed this Master. Recall our discussion in the Library just prior to my departure on Echuunism and Nul-force? I was studying it in detail because Master Shinzon was a Jedi Redeemer, [although at the timeI was unaware of my.. connection.] and really aside from the Holocron of Ryuka Vorhn, the only connection we have with the Redeemer way."

That Holocron and its lessons had been the entire reason she had been sensed so long ago, some seven years earlier and brought to the Praxeum for training. She had then been permitted by a then interested Skywalker to continue her studies as long as she paired it with a Padawanship from one of the Masters. Seraph had trained and tested her in the trials of Knighthood, and she had served with relatively solid marks since.

Since Streen and Alies might need a refresher on the matter, Celise continued on.

"Echuunism references in its pure form a Outkast, and that a Redeemer should.. actually hold a moment.. Computer would you run Echuunism, Article IV on Nuetrality followed by The Omega Principle?"

THe computer whirred and activated before a clipped voice began to speak:

IV. Neutrality as told by Echuu Shinzon.

My master feared it, and so do I. To be neutral in the force is to allow the force to be destroyed. Ever Jedi inherently has the will and duty to protect the force; not only from others, but from itself. the darkside seeks to destroy the force, the lightside to become one with it, and the neutrality--the neutrality is the destruction. To be one with the force and seek it's destruction is to create a rift of harmony and chaos, and this rift would inevitably destroy the force.

III. Omega Principle

The Omega Principle is a simple stated: "Balance must be maintained".

Many Jedi refuse to admit that we require the Sith, but the truth is we do. According to Echuuunism, both dark and light must exist, for there must constantly be struggle. A balance between dark and light must be maintained. However, saying such, one should understand that to offer fair game between light/dark is to offer the dark a chance to stab you in the back. Therefore, a Jedi must be vigilant and ever prepared for the inevitable war against darkness. This is where Redeemers and Guardians are of import. A sentinel is a well rounded figure who takes care of the average day to day business of the Jedi Order. A Guardian is a sword arm, and the might of the Jedi, dispatched to handle disputes that require "aggressive negotiations". A consular takes care of the Order itself, and politics. A redeemer is in charge of maintaining a balanced inbalance within the force, to ensure that the lightside always prevail. A outkast is in charge of the Omega Principle. To ensure that the Redeemer does his job, and that the Jedai, or Nul-Force, never come back.

Returning to her train of thought, Celise continued her reasoning.

"This is all well and good, but I truthfully think that this line of thought IS dangerous because by my understanding it is warping the role of the Redeemers into a sort of secret police force. Unless I wholly missed my mark in life, a Jedi Redeemer should be focused entirely on redeeming sentients, and not redeeming the Force itself. I do not follow Echuunism in its pure form, because there are many doctrines in it that I find to be extremely presumptious. I do not say this as a judgment, nor as a final conclusion, but my personal opinion. There is one point in the documents a segment that states that the Jedi and Sith need eachother."

Pausing Celise continued on, folding her hands in front of herself and regarding all the masters with a calm but concerned voice.

"I can think off the top of my head one very recent prophecy regarding such efforts to moderate the behaviors of, and seeing to the balancing the force. While I do not enjoy the prospect of bringing the matter up, I do feel if nothing else that the lessons of the past ought be heeded. This reminds me of Vader. Yes. Darth Vader. My heart warns me that if we do not heed the lessons of the past we may find ourselves the target of something worse than even Vader could of contrived."

Celise looked at Malius.

"Now. If you wish the reason I left alone.. I cannot offer evidence of a physical nature save one (which I will show shortly). I encountered the Force Spirit of Ryuka Vorhn, and when Master Skywalker returns I warrant he will corroborate my story as he stated he felt a "old presence" watching me also. In truth this was why I was permitted to train as a Redeemer to start.

Master Ryuka.. she stated to me that Echuu was in danger. As he was a Jedi Master by my understanding, I knew that something needed to be enacted and to this day she has not once told a falsehood to me.. Though her style of presenting arguements and matters such as my connection to him.. leave something to be desired.."

Clearing her throat Celise bit her lip and locked eyes with Raztlain.

"Under a normal situation I would have contacted others as Master Alies himself would know. However I was informed while I waited for him in the hallways, that to delay would make the matter worse. So I left without my saber.

Vorhn assured my that a standard Lightsaber would be useless against what Deimos would soon become. To fight the living Darkness, I would need a physical representation of the Light in the Force. It was Ryuka who instructed me in achieving the goal of going to Naboo and reclaiming the Solari Crystal from the grave of its last wielder, a Jedi Knight called Averre."

Celise lifted up a plain, if not hastily made Lightsaber with a Bantha-hide grip. Igniting it a pearlescent blade of purest lavender white issued from it. A profound sense of kindness and good seemed to radiate from the blade. It was one of those moments in the Council chamber where bits of the Old Order's legends and tales truly did come to life.. And the story of the Solari Crystal went that it destroyed the Dark side only, and only a Jedi that was completely serious in his or her devotion to the Light could coax a blade from the Crystal.

Deactivating the Lightsaber, Celise clipped it again to her belt and continued.

"When I was on Naboo. My ship was scrapped for parts by Pirates, who I learned were under the command of Deimos to capture me. Again I do not know why this is, or what would of drawn them to me. I can only assume that this was the danger which Vorhn's spirit warned me of.

Without a ship, I was forced to rely on a pair of smugglers who I gave 100 credits for passage. Their Captain is Force Sensitive.. perhaps a survivor of Order 66..(But more on this later.) Regardless, it was at that point, (with the Solari Crystal recovered) that my mission as I had intended it was over.

I never intended to go to Deralia, Master Malius. That choice was taken out of my hands when the Pirates showed up in a battered Star Destroyer and said they would kill the crew. I brokered myself in a exchange for their safety and was taken on board. I then set about a escape and broke out of the brig. I still had my Lightsaber (newly constructed) mind you, as the smugglers helped me one final time to conceal it.

Moving on.. It seems that apparently a Pirate cannot fly a Star Destroyer properly, as the NIO's ship the "ISD Gray Wolf" identified them as a false crew and boarded them. The NIO learned of my presence by searching the ship logs, and promised me safe passage to Deralia. Given that I could sense no deception from them, and really with no recourse I went along with it and to their credit was given as warm a reception as any of our order ever has garnered from the Republic.

The NIO then followed standard protocols and went to Deralia. It was during this flight I spoke with Master Alies, updated him on the entire matter, gained counsel, and we rendevouzed."

Celise gave a slight frown.

"I truthfully wish I had remained with the Stormtrooper retinue. But I wanted to investigate the Deralian City, as shortly after landing I felt a presence on the planet which alerted me that I was not wholly out of danger yet. I followed the presence I felt and encountered a man who identified himself as Deimos. The same Deimos who supposedly if Master Alies is correct, corrupted his Padawan Gelu Torva."

The memory was a difficult matter, but Celise doggedly pushed out the full tale again to the Council, and Varitek if he was still in the room.

"Deimos said he'd sought me for a while, and that I ought surrender. His alternative was a Lightsaber in his hand and a promise of many casualties. So left with no recourse, and unwilling to run and endanger more. I confronted him as per my mandates as a Jedi. We fought with Lightsabers, and I held my own for a time. It was then that Deimos removed his mask and told me that he was Echuu Shinzon. I do not know if this claim was fact, but during our fight I found that he was extremely well trained in the Jedi Arts.

He told me also that.. he was my father and that if I doubted it, then I should merely look inward and ask two questions of myself. Why the Holocron of the Redeemers reacted to my blood, and why also his old master would visit me..? Vorhn had trained me for a specific purpose I suppose. She wanted me to be her new pupil in order that I might redeem her old one, but the schutta did not mention once that the man I would try to redeem was my father. And then.."

Raztlain knew Celise was employing every ounce of self control she possessed to remain calm and objective in her speech. She was succeeding, but at the same time the ordeal still was.. and no doubt would always be painful. Her voice quavered for a moment as she spoke.

"..You know.. I think I understand how Master Skywalker felt on Bespin now when he had that business with Vader.. When I looked inward.. with the force. I wanted to deny it. Honestly.. I still want to. But I cant, you understand? I cant any more than I could stop breathing. He is my father. If only biologically.. I can feel it."

Celise cast her gaze to the ground.

"He.. said he wanted us to be a family. He wanted to know me, but he could not unless I stopped resisting and gave in to him. He.. I wont deny that for a moment.. yes I did consider it. I am not some graven image in the Court of the Thousand Fountains. I am entirely fallible, and I know that only too well. The allure the Dark side has is known to me very well.."

Celise looked up again with the same clear gaze she had before.

"But I did not follow it. For all its whispered promises I refused (and still do refuse to) to follow the Dark side of the Force. If such is to be Echuu Shinzon's fate, and I could not alter it.. I had only one recourse left to me, and I stand by that decision.

It was then that I understood the perversion of his fall. I knew at that moment that the promise of family.. It was all a illusion that was crafted to cause me to fall. One taste. That is all it would of took. It was offered and I refused.

Thus when he came for me.. I reacted and was ready for his attack. And my Lightsaber clove through his prosthetic right arm. The momentum sent Deimos over the edge of the catwalk we were on and with his left arm, he launched a coil of beskar cord which caught my right arm."

Celise held up her prosthetic right arm and spoke slowly.

"..I do not know how many of you have ever experienced the singular joy that is trying to support a well built man in full Battle armor, but for me it was extraordinarily painful. I could not haul Deimos onto the Catwalk and instead was fairely close to falling off myself. Deimos was boasting about how it looked like we would both die now. He remained uncowed and had decided that if it was his day to die. I would join him.

..So I amputated my own arm and left the matter as that. I assume from the loud crashes and fact that he has not returned in six months.. that he was slain by the fall. However, I may be mistaken in this regard. Zhyr's Senator was murdered last night. By a lightsaber no less. so I feel a investigation would be prudent. Especially given that THAT world was Vorhn's base of operations once."

Celise fell silent on that note.

"If.. its all the same. Thats really all that I can report on it. Thats everything that transpired.. and my leave of absence was taken because I wished to become better trained so that I would not dwell on it. So please do not ask me to more than that. It is.. painful."

Indeed she had not forgotten the long nights of discussion with Raztlain on the nature of the Force, as she trained and grew. They were one of the happier memories of her life, as Alies had always accepted her regardless of the situation. After the Empire and a life of fleeing from her past, such support and bonding had proven to be extremely important, if not crucial to her development as a Jedi Knight.

But when Alies said that he was seeking "her Council and wisdom" she was suprised, and at the same time curious now. She had primarily sought their Counsel to bring up the matter of what, (If anything) ought be done on the matter of Zhyr and its deceased Senator. Ideally Celise wished to petition for a chance to investigate.. perhaps with stubborn Jace Varitek. This idea was primarily since she knew she would want someone who was entirely in opposition to the standard train of thoughts, and uninfluenced by previous events. ..Someone who also might see things she didnt.

Recovering her Lightsaber from Raztlain and clipping the weapon to her belt, she took on her characteristic somber air, and shelfed the matter of Deralia where it belonged; in the past. Looking between the trio of Jedi Masters she spoke again finally.

"Very well Master Alies. How can I assist the Council..?"

There were of course cases where a person refused entirely to give the power up, or simply embraced the Dark side out of a preference and inclination to evil, but these were rare cases and the entire training retinue Vorhn had been built around the elimination of those rare cases. By understanding the thinking of a person enslaved by the Dark side, Celise had gained a small degree of precognance when battling it, akin to Windu's super conductive loop theory in Lightsabers. Thus Celise reasoned that a trip to Zhyr would confirm or discourage whether her father was alive.

Celise still had not given up entire hope on him, and reasoned mentally that her desire for his affection had been the point in the last confrontation where she erred. The strongest emotion Celise indeed had was a hope that he might be alive, so that she could try to save him as he truly did deserve. She never would admit it to the Council, but she did love him despite the loss of her arm, and while she had a grim resolve that she wouldnt turn.. she had to know what was going through his head. That was the first step..

"Redeem Havoc..? It would seem to me that the start of it has begun. He could of attacked any of you in this very chamber while he had his Lightsaber. Yet he showed restraint and it felt to me like a sadness.. I know for a fact that Havoc is unorthodox.. more than many Jedi to be sure.. But it is his passion he relies on as he is so fiercely devoted to his duties. He does not want to fail and in that fear of falling.. he did."

Celise shrugged and continued.

"We could tell him this and all the lessons and ruminitions of Master Yoda on the Dark side until the Core implodes, and he wouldnt pay heed. Why? I do not know.. yet. It may be he dislikes authority because of the Empire. It may be his style. Its irrelevant however as it has caused strife between him and Varitek, and he almost attacked his friend. This in addition to the fact that he killed many. The deaths I could understand, but he desecrated them also., Correct Varitek?"

Celise looked briefly to Jace before taking a deep breath. A older woman's voice seemed to drift faintly at the edge of her senses as Celise strove to find the best wording of the matter. ~Get used to this... Your the only one they have in this field.~

"You ask me if he can be redeemed. I say yes. I feel there is still good in him, although how much I have yet to ascertain. For that reason alone, I would advise that we stay our hand and work to aid him. I say this because it is what I would hope for, from other Jedi; were the situations reversed.

What Havoc deals with is a symptom of a larger problem. It is a dance every single one of us faces at one time or another in training and duty. If we say "to hell with him" today, where will we find him tommorow if he's cast out? Is it a crime if through non commitance we give him the rage that he needs to become another Durron fiasco? Such might be fair for the average sentients..who would hold him alone accountable, but we are not average sentients.. We are Jedi.

Thus we must hold ourselves and judge our own by a gentler, and also stricter set of rules. If it pleases the Council, I would like to talk with him before Jace and I depart. Maybe I can learn more of his situation and through it, the reason he fell. Thats the first step in my personal estimate Master Alies."

Pausing, she considered the other part of the Havoc issue. The Holocron of her father.

"There is also the fact that he has some familiarity with my father and used "his" Holocron. He may be receptive if "I" spoke with him."

Celise didnt need to say the other reason, as it was obvious. Havoc had the Shinzon Holocron according to his testimony and Celise desired to see it. She wanted to be able to understand who Echuu was before he became Deimos, as this would help her bolster her own defenses better, so that she would be able to confront him again if needed. The talk then shifted to Darksailor's protege. A faint concern rose in her along with protest mentally. Celise was concerned Zhyr might be dangerous, and a young Knight coming was worrisome at best. Then there was the foul luck she had of a Sith Lord for a father, and his redeemed master often harassing her in private moments.. such as during a Council meeting. Celise thinks to herself, ~"I dont do well with Padawans.. If something happens--"~ The elder woman replied wryly in her mind.

~"..Sounds familiar."~

Celise nonetheless shelfed this concern and the nagging voice that saw fit to ever be her personal problem child, bowing to Alies and the rest of the Council she spoke. "It will be so Masters."