Post by Force_Flow on Dec 17, 2006 16:30:49 GMT -4
Scout
She was confused for a second by his choice of words. "No, no, no, no…" she said. "The Jedi don't break anyone down.
"The glass that I broke is only something a Sith would do to a person. The Jedi, well, we try to strengthen it. We make it comfortable. We try to help them deal with their issues.
"The most broken piece of glass I ever saw was a man. He was around his fifties. His family was lost in a natural disaster on Phindar, and he became bitter, selfish, and cruel. He beat dogs, stole food, spit in people's face, murdered for food and shelter.
"Everyone despised him. I was on a training mission with Master Fay at the time. She and the Council wanted me to be a Healer, so there I was sent. I touched his mind, and I saw all the broken pieces of glass.
"All his thoughts were scattered. They were focused on violence and hatred. It was scary for me to see. It took me two days for me to get into his mind without stopping in fear.
"So I just waited for him to steal from me with that sword of his. He came into my quarters and demanded. I locked the door with the Force and talked to him calmly. I remember one thing I said: 'You're stance is poor. Bend your knees a little. You'll be more menacing.'
"Then I told him that he didn't look like a robber to me. I told him quietly that he looked like a broken man that needs a friend. I offered to be his friend.
"I sat him down and gave him food. We talked. He explained angrily about the disaster. When I asked him why he steals and kills, he said that there was nothing more worth living for.
"I told him otherwise. I said that I could help heal his broken mind. He agreed to the prospect of another life, and right there was the chance of redemption that no one else could see.
"I glued the broken pieces of glass together by talking to him and being his friend. I did some of it through the Force. And do you know what he's doing right now, Sora? He's building his fifth 'Home for Mentally Ill or Homeless People.'
"He's a good man," Scout finally concluded, "because someone stepped in a glued all those pieces together when no one else would."
She was confused for a second by his choice of words. "No, no, no, no…" she said. "The Jedi don't break anyone down.
"The glass that I broke is only something a Sith would do to a person. The Jedi, well, we try to strengthen it. We make it comfortable. We try to help them deal with their issues.
"The most broken piece of glass I ever saw was a man. He was around his fifties. His family was lost in a natural disaster on Phindar, and he became bitter, selfish, and cruel. He beat dogs, stole food, spit in people's face, murdered for food and shelter.
"Everyone despised him. I was on a training mission with Master Fay at the time. She and the Council wanted me to be a Healer, so there I was sent. I touched his mind, and I saw all the broken pieces of glass.
"All his thoughts were scattered. They were focused on violence and hatred. It was scary for me to see. It took me two days for me to get into his mind without stopping in fear.
"So I just waited for him to steal from me with that sword of his. He came into my quarters and demanded. I locked the door with the Force and talked to him calmly. I remember one thing I said: 'You're stance is poor. Bend your knees a little. You'll be more menacing.'
"Then I told him that he didn't look like a robber to me. I told him quietly that he looked like a broken man that needs a friend. I offered to be his friend.
"I sat him down and gave him food. We talked. He explained angrily about the disaster. When I asked him why he steals and kills, he said that there was nothing more worth living for.
"I told him otherwise. I said that I could help heal his broken mind. He agreed to the prospect of another life, and right there was the chance of redemption that no one else could see.
"I glued the broken pieces of glass together by talking to him and being his friend. I did some of it through the Force. And do you know what he's doing right now, Sora? He's building his fifth 'Home for Mentally Ill or Homeless People.'
"He's a good man," Scout finally concluded, "because someone stepped in a glued all those pieces together when no one else would."