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Ignorance is Bliss

Post by jacenwesiri » 2013-05-15 07:36

I'm revising the posts in this thread. Sorry about any discontinuous parts of it. For the heck of it, I removed the closed part.

The time was probably long past necessary, having been postponed for far too long. There was a phrase about Jedi and their lightsabers, poetically put that “To pluck the flower, one kills the plant.” Those words came to mind, as Jacen stared intently at the Crystal encased in resin. It was a special resin, designed to nullify the force around it. The remarkable resin encased a far more remarkable crystal within, one that he had expended some small effort in acquiring. The resin was really intended as a protective resin, though it might have been so much more given the circumstances. After all, it was that nullifying ability that made it so important, but he knew nullification wasn’t the right word for what it did. Perhaps a better description was that it dampened the echoes of the force from it, rendering the normal humming of a force imbued object silent, something necessary given its origins.

This one, he knew, was something special, received perhaps from questionable means, under a certain light. Jacen had persuaded its previous owner to part with it, with a deal that was difficult to refuse. From some of his contacts, he had determined that crystal, perhaps better described as a jewel, was in the possession of a rather recalcitrant owner. Still, with the right leverage, anything could be moved. The rare lightsaber crystals, like this one, were hard to find these days, almost impossible to find in a ‘natural state’ without the right information, information now lost. That said, they weren’t the only source of the rare crystals to be had, if one didn’t mind using gently used goods, so to speak.

Jacen had lit several candles, the only light source present. Candles were archaic things today, which Jacen had started using after learning of an interesting training method for precision while training with a lightsaber, which used small balls on the top of candles of a special wax that melted when a lightsaber blade was too close. From there, it was a simple method to acquire more of them, of not so specialized varieties. He found them comforting in a way, and for a time enjoyed manipulating them for training.

Jacen dropped the resin-encased jewel into a beaker before him. He heard the plunk as the resin hit the acid, which then fizzled as it slowly stripped the resin clean. Sure, he could have done it via the Force, but the same property that protected the crystals from detection, also made them more difficult to act on with the Force. The otherwise clear acid changed to a brownish color, and Jacen levitated the jewel free, and observed his prize before him. Emperor Palpatine I had made this type of crystal priceless in the underworld, after his decree banning Jedi paraphernalia seemed only to make them all the more desirable. The jewel was probably worth far more than what he had traded for it. How should such a person have known that such a thing was so valuable? After all, he had been several decades removed from its source, and sometimes things would be forgotten. The thought brought a smile to his lips, for he would.

Jacen had a few parts laid out before him, some selected for special properties. But most there wasn’t of anything that would really draw his attention. He had speculated that the crystal was a pontite, based on some incomplete records that he had found, but such methods were hardly foolproof. Still, it was promising for a place to start, as he was already sure that it was an adegan. The Jedi whom it belonged to, who had an unfortunate and untimely death for the nerve to attempt something far bigger than she could safely handle, had died in the attempt at dealing with a certain crime ring. But was this the right Jedi? There were others from the same family who had become Jedi, and this was the only one with a pontite? Maybe she had multiple lightsabers, he didn’t know, but he could test it, to see if it had the proper traits of a pontite.

He could feel the impression of the Jedi, who once wielded it, echoing within it. The crystal, he knew from the echoes, that it was taken from a destroyed lightsaber, something that confirmed what he had researched. He tried to drink in all he could about it. After all, the echoes often contained experiences of the user, from when it bled off from the Jedi when she used it. The Knowledge would be worth it, wouldn't it?
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Re: Ignorance is Bliss (closed)

Post by jacenwesiri » 2013-05-16 06:36

Jacen's mind was a glow with images, both from the past and the present. Jacen smiled, as he tasted the possibilities. He knew that the echoes were perhaps not entirely true, having faded with time, obscuring the truth, but allowing for one knowledgeable enough to distill any wisdom within.

Within the crystal, he saw its previous owner, a Jedi, whom he recognized from his research. With her family dead, and decades removed her very identity was not important. Such things became rather trivial with how much things had changed since then. That’s not to say he didn’t sympathize with her, for in a comparable amount of time, some part of him wondered if his name would be remembered. He might have doubted it, but powerful sith had a way of not being forgotten, even while those that vanquished them were.

As he tasted the echoes, the first thing he felt was the cold. Slowly, it dawned on him where he was, where this frozen cave was located. His body seemed to want to shiver at that, perhaps in sympathy of the Jedi. He knew that some Jedi used to be taken to places like this, where they would select a crystal, and then try to bond the crystal to the lightsaber. By comparison, his greatest discomfort was spending a few days in a cramped workshop selecting parts. He started wondering if perhaps it would have been better for a harder task like this, but she didn’t have to form the crystal herself, so perhaps his was the greater challenge, even if he wasn’t assaulted by the elements. Still, he could feel so much from her: her hopes, her fears, her desires, all of it. The mental imprint was impressive, and perhaps enlightening, but sadly incomplete. He knew time was a factor, but perhaps the resin bled off some of the echoes as well?

Still, the Jedi, here a Padawan, was busy assembling her first lightsaber. She seemed to be somewhat lacking in technical skills, which seemed to have hindered her progress, even if her master had insisted otherwise. Do or do not, perhaps, but sometimes a little knowledge can go a long way. He could feel it, her feelings turning to exhilaration as she finally realized that completion was in sight. He could feel imperfections within the crystal, and considered for a moment, before trying to match the imperfections in the crystal to areas where the echoes were frayed. The Crystal seemed under pressure, as he probed it with the Force, as he saw the lightsaber she was building glow, as it started to slowly come to life. He wondered for a moment at it, as the lightsaber seemed resistant to igniting. The echoes seemed to reveal another morsel of past events, as the current vision faded.

Snapp-Hiss. The lightsaber blade ignited into an icy blue blade, appearing the same place in the vision as where it would have been. He could see it, the Padawan having grown up, now a Knight. The temperature seemed to fade from his senses, to be replaced by a feeling of a sense of smell. A musky smell. The light from the lightsaber blade provided some insight, but not enough of what he might need to understand what was going on. Somehow, he felt he knew where he, even without enough sensory clues to understand, knew that came from echoes of the Jedi’s feelings. The lightsaber blade seemed to contact something, which soon revealed as a crate. The blade carved the crate just so, and as the side fell away, it revealed something within, glowing a blue. Glitterstim? Jacen’t attention was growing short, as Jacen played through the sequence in his mind. Little wisdom to be had, though the knowledge might be plentiful, even if it wasn’t valuable. Knowledge is power, right?

He could feel the pressure, if that was the right word for it, continuing to grow, as he continued to probe the crystal. The crystal had bonded to the Jedi, whose very self had probably been destroyed in death. Jacen’s probing of the crystal perhaps had the effect of trying to call her back? It was a simple hypothesis, nothing more. Jacen decided to go for a different method. He knew some Sith had believed that there was no underworld, but rather the effect of becoming one with the Force was really a natural phenomenon as the mind melded with the background energy after death. Of course, the Jedi perspective was also a possibility. For all of his knowledge of the Force, he didn’t really have an answer to that end, and preferred not to make blind speculation if he could avoid it.

The Scepter of Ragnos would probably be ideal for this task, but he doubted Kane would part with it. Jacen had observed its workings, and had some training at the hands of Ragnos, who had made it a long time ago. Before Jacen planned to attempt to improvise the safe effect, he decided to prepare, as he might not have another chance at this.
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Re: Ignorance is Bliss (closed)

Post by jacenwesiri » 2014-03-28 03:35

The Next Day….

The goal was simple, to summon the dead, to find out what he could, and perhaps other ends. He had arranged his meditation chamber just so, which might distract him. He had plenty of bangles, talismans that might help him with this task, most he had already made, and some that he had improvised the night before. Jacen was feeling at ease, and prepared for the task, as best he could be.

Jacen had left the jewel in a soft cloth, and retrieved it telekinetically. The thoughts coming to his mind over what he intended brought a sense of irony. He never felt the need to oppose Ace before, but Kane seemed to make that almost a necessity. He saw a pale reflection of his, one that seemed far darker than he remembered. Ace would probably never have allowed him to do what he was about to do, but Kane had delved down similar paths, leaving him hardly in a position to complain about it. Perhaps the reflection brought back just how much he had changed, now free from restraint, even if on the outside he hadn’t changed much, or if at all. There was a darkness within that reflection, a darkness that seemed far deeper or terrible than he had imagined. No, it wasn’t the reflection, it was the Crystal itself. Perhaps it had sensed his intentions? Not probable, but it certainly was within the realm of possibilities. A sentient crystal perhaps? Alternatively, perhaps more echoes from the long dead Jedi?

As the Crystal seemed to grow to a matte black, Jacen watched intently, repeating his earlier probe in earnest. He touched it with his hand, as he attempted to emulate the Sceptor of Ragnos, as it worked in his memory of it’s being used. Whereas the Sceptor was a powerful artifact, made by an even more powerful Sith Lord, Jacen wasn’t nearly there. The Crystal seemed to burn his hand, with a biting cold, enough that he almost reflexively let go of it. Jacen channeled dark energy and corruption into the crystal, feeding its seemingly insatiable appetite while corrupting it, causing the crystal to lose all transparency.

Slowly, the energy he channeled into it moved ever deeper within, altering the very substance of the Crystal, forcibly bonding it to himself in a brutally effective, though hardly elegant way. After a few moments, Jacen did what might best be described as a full fledged assault, as he dominated it. Satisfied, Jacen tugged on the seemingly broken bonds within the Crystal. After all, as the Jedi might say, the Force binds the world together, and he’d take advantage of that fact. He ripped at them, pulling what would follow. It wasn’t the dark tendrils of the dark banishment spell, which was still beyond his skill, but it was similar. This was a far more primitive version of that powerful spell that he knew he was unable to do without all the preparation work. He doubted it would be strong enough to rip the spirit from the body of a living individual, not that he necessarily intended to try. With skill and practice, that might change, but such sentiments did little to correct the present situation. The pontite shattered into dust, releasing a burst of heat as the spirit manifested. Jacen did his best to contain all of it there.

Jacen felt an anguish, despair, and outrage, before he perceived it, that which was caught within his force web. He could barely perceive it, how weak it was, how faded, and how incomplete. He knew what it was, from the feel of it, the spirit of the Jedi, pulled back to the world of the living. The spirit was broken, if the unorthodox Sith theory was correct, the mind was almost nearly completely absorbed, and if the orthodox Jedi theory was correct, the self was nearly annihilated. Either way, it was without the capacity for thought, and only baser emotions remained, anguish from having been pulled back, despair at the realization of what it now was, and anger directed at Jacen, knowing him responsible for what had befallen it.

Perhaps to one not as conditioned to such things as him, frightening to behold. Jacen knew no fear at such a thing, not only for his Sith ways but also for he generally understood what it was. The spirit couldn’t hurt him, unless he let it, but it was taxing to keep restrained. Some of the Sith used to do this kind of thing, with the spirit ripped from living beings, something Jacen wasn’t willing to try, at least not yet. This perhaps seemed more fitting, for it was said before that to study the living requires studying the dead, and study it Jacen did as he considered what to do next with this revenant.

Amid the shrieking, Jacen used a method he had devised after something Crystala had used when constructing her first lightsaber. Perhaps at times, Jacen was someone who viewed a forest as being made of trees, and so when he made crystals, he tended to arrange each element just so, so as to make the crystal itself. Crystala’s approach came at it from the other direction, more akin to manipulating the forest as a whole, and allowing the atoms and molecules to form the trees in the necessary position. The crystal wasn’t as high of a quality as Jacen’s first one, but it created in minutes rather than weeks. Here, he only had minutes, but he had experimented with Crystala’s method before, and had derived some reasonable results from it. Such experimentation, while perhaps not so important then, suddenly found a very important application.

He had studied Adegans before, and the pontite before it shattered. He had made adegan lightsabers before, trivial ones like the one he had given Trevor, along with many other lightsabers. The Jedi of old had methods for making a passable one in a matter of hours though Jacen’s considered that a waste for quality crystals. A lightsaber was oftentimes a weapon, and a weapon should be the expression of a thought if you will. But this was not meant to be a weapon, for as Ace had told him, a lightsaber can be a weapon, and it can also be a tool. Here, he wanted it to be a tool.

Jacen focused, as he cleared his mind, replicating the structure of a pontite, to recreate it. The dust, appearing like ground crystal, rose from where it had fallen, and gradually moved in a swirling pattern. Adegan’s were normal crystals in a way, but there was a spiritual side to them, from how they were imbued with the Force. The material form was important, as was matching the force aura. Fortunately, he had been able to maintain much of the force aura, but the aura had changed from his touch, even if the crystal which was rapidly taking shape appeared nearly identical to the original crystal. The spells he was casting to further the process affected the crystal, and the aura, even more, but it still felt like a pontite, though a pontite with something imperceptible giving it the wrong feeling. The room grew cold, as the moisture in the air condensed before freezing to the various surfaces of the room.

As the crystal neared completion, Jacen had something else in mind, a use for the revenant. He knew he couldn’t contain the revenant for much longer, and so he figured he’d make use of it. Still caught in the force web, the revenant was dragged, condensed even, into the jewel. The revenant shrieked in anguish, and did something Jacen didn’t expect, as it tore itself free by separating itself from the parts that were firmly held, akin to how a coyote might gnaw off a limb when stuck in a trap to escape. While most of the revenant fled, Jacen used his sorcery to try to imbue the remains into the crystal, though to his disappointed, he was only able to do this with a portion of it.

As the rest faded back into the nether, he lowered the crystal into his hand. The Crystal felt very cold to the touch, almost like a Canadian winter. Upon inspection, he noticed fewer physical imperfections than were in the original crystal, but the aura was changed. Jacen wondered at it for a few moments, as the temperature within the room slowly rose back to normal, gradually melting the ice, which was the moisture in the air. He wondered how effective the crystal would be in a lightsaber, and considered how best to make it into one.
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Re: Ignorance is Bliss (closed)

Post by jacenwesiri » 2015-03-11 07:41

He remembered well when he built his first lightsaber, what felt like many years before. We were younger then, and happy? A lightsaber can be optimized, but it can’t be optimized to do everything. A choice had to be made, as to whether or not the lightsaber was to be a tool or a weapon.

Jacen almost started laughing as he remembered the exchange between himself and his now dead master. Sure, he knew the possibility of a rebirth of sorts that may have befallen Ace, but on another level, could he really claim to be the same person? He wondered how this copy could claim itself as more authentic than Kane, who was also a copy. It was perhaps that sort of thinking that distinguished Jacen, from the ideology of Ace, or the seemingly lack of ideology of Kane. Ideology had a purpose, but it also served to restrain thinking, to prohibit creativity. It was well possible that a lightsaber could be both a weapon and a tool, and optimized to that effect without sacrificing either, and here and now, he would do just that, for to test that would be his ultimate triumph: surpassing his master.

Jacen had toyed with dozens of lightsabers before, and constructed twice that many. However, most of them were little more than toys or experiments. Even this, it was more an experiment than the masterwork he would save for himself. The handle was cool to the touch, frosted over in its entirety, and that was with it dormant, not yet having tested the blade. He smiled as he touched the it. Someone with lesser willpower might have recoiled at the freezing temperature, but not he.

Jacen grasped it, and felt as the lightsaber seemingly expressed a singular need for a fulfillment of its very purpose. The hunger inside it seemed to know no bounds, as Jacen gave it that, the expression of his thought. An ice blue blade extended from the lightsaber, as the entire room frosted over. To do proper justice to the effect was beyond words, he could feel it, the reservoir of force energy it was accumulating. That, an oasis in the desert, was his for the taking.

Almost as suddenly as the blade ignited, it ceased. The test was completed to his satisfaction, but he wasn't satisfied with the lightsaber. He knew he had other things at his disposal. Once crystal was complete to his satisfaction. His small talent in alchemy had yielded him an improved crystal. Physical perfection, with each atom carefully placed wasn't desirable. He understood that much better now. The physical plane was an illusion. A better physical metaphor might be beings of pure energy tied down into a crude physical shell. Perfection in the shell was a meaningless gesture. This was something far beyond that.

To the side, Jacen’s reflection never caught his eye. Perhaps it would have been considered beautiful to a mere mortal’s eye, for reasons that one might never know. Jacen appeared almost as though he were half starved, with too pale of skin. Neither of which were much of a surprise, given that Jacen rarely ate, slept, or left his labs at Bespin. Why should he? He had aides, and a clone of his that he had prematurely activated to provide necessary assistance. Between the handling one of the few bureaucratic errands he still handled,, he’d be practicing incantations, or tweaking his latest alchemy experiment. Palpatine had his monster makers, but such a claim perhaps did little justice to some of Jacen’s experiments. But what was the next step?
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