Control The Uncontrollable // The Acolyte

72. Agreement

"Should I take the wine as a friendly call?" Master Gios placed it on the table as he turned around to face you.

"Perhaps rather someone seeking to get into business with a friend?" You tried, tilting your head.

He hummed. At least you were being honest about your intentions. He filled two glasses and offered you one. He took a sip of the dark red drink, it was perfectly bitter. From what Master Gios could say on your face, it looked like you rather struggled with the drink. Master Mann had mentioned you hadn't been the most frequent drinker until the last year, and he couldn't blame you. You had gone through more than most within a year, than most experienced their whole life in their order. It was peaceful times in the galaxy after all - or so the politicians said.

"What do you want?" Master Gios was direct, as always.

Your eyes popped, as you swallowed the drink. You placed the glass on a table underneath you. Let's just rip off the band-aid.

"I-I-I wish for us to bring Qimir here... to the temple," You spoke, and Master Gios was honestly surprised by your words as he gulped in the drink. He now understood why you had brought a whole bottle.

"Why?" He asked confused.

"I want to train him to become a Jedi... again, or at least understand the light side again," You explained to him, but you could see by the expression on his face that he was still just as confused. You knew what optics he was trying to sort out in his head.

Slowly, you walked over to him, and took the bottle and refilled his glass. He was going to need it. However, you had an answer to all his worries. It had been almost a week since Elzar lit the idea in your head, and you had prepared yourself for the full monologue. You wished you had time to rehearse it with Elzar, or even have him beside you, but he had other commitments he needed to serve, so here you stood alone. You looked up at Stellan, turned around and leaned onto his desk as you studied his face.

"You are allowed to grant immunity, and it wouldn't be the first time in the history something like this has been done. During the Sith War, we didn't imprison every Sith that chose to turn, we helped them heal and turn. I wish for us to do the same for Qimir," You explained.

"And it's not like we won't get, nothing out of it. You and I both seek to understand the Holocron to its full instinct, which means the darkside too... Qimir knows the Sith better than anyone else we have access too," You tilted your head towards him, just to drive your point home.

"But I do understand that this is something Qimir has to wish to do willingly, and without my persuasion, you should deliver him the offer," You rested your hands on your hip.

Stellan nodded, impressed by your train of thought. It seemed like you had thought of everything. If he said anything to it, he would only come off as nitpicking, which he didn't do. He crossed his hands, as he walked to the middle of the room. It would be a good opportunity to see the island, to see Qimir for with his own eyes. He would not go alone, but with the company of Elzar, something Stellan felt like you might have up your sleeve already.

"You know how unpopular we'll become? Especially if this goes wrong?" He asked, turning to face you.

You laughed low and raised your glass.

"That's what we'll have the wine for," You smiled.

Master Gios laughed low,

Yoda better be right, you're the key to understanding the Holocron.