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Word to those who haven’t been to a battlefield and find themselves facing that possibility: try not to take a det. Shrapnel near the spine is not fun and the medics will never stop fussing over you!
To GAR medics
Ner Vode, fellow medics specifically, is anyone else’s Jedi commanders absolutely, stupidly ridiculous and reckless? I have been on ONE assignment with my new commander and she has done the following:
*stayed up half the night doing some sort of stretching exercise that I’m not familiar with. Stretching... Good. Staying up all night after a full day of combat and more to come... Seriously!... Go to bed!
*Jumped out of a very tall tree that no one saw her climb, in front of thousands of HEAVILY ARMED TROOPERS READY FOR COMBAT!
*Threw multiple troopers through the air onto the top of droids using the Force.
*Threw herself into combat without actual armor while ordering her troops to wait for her signal while again NOT WEARING ARMOR. I get that she’s faster and stronger then she looks because Jedi, but she still got hurt. If you’re reading this Commander, YOU ARE NOT INVINCIBLE. AS YOUR MEDIC, I’M TELLING YOU TO BE MORE CAREFUL! WEAR ARMOR WHEN RUNNING INTO BLASTER FIRE!
*KEPT JUMPING OFF STUPIDLY HIGH CLIFFS AND TREES FOR NO REASON.
*Talked back to the general
*decided that taking a small squad and charging straight at the largest group of droids because she has a laser sword and is fast was a smart plan.
*more things that I can’t think of right now because she’s coming to the medbay on the ship because apparently she twisted her ankle before we left the planet JUMPING OFF ANOTHER REALLY HIGH CLIFF. She’s going to die doing this one of these days. How am I going to keep this chaotic being of energy with no common sense alive? It’s been one mission and I’m exhausted with these stunts. Are all the Jedi commanders like this? How are we supposed to handle it? Can I order her to listen to someone else and not to do the stupid things? I was not prepared for dealing with this. I can handle injuries and dumb decisions leading to injury in the heat of battle. But we were not trained to handle this kind of a person.
- Lt. Aspect - CMO, 727 Battalion
I’m going to do it. Next chance I get, I’m gonna try climbing that really tall tower on the Jedi temple. No one will like it, but it will be fun.
I’d apologize in advance for the trouble I’m going to end up in, but that would imply I am going to regret this decision.
First Day as a Jedi Commander part one
So, I can’t get into too many details about what planet I’m on, or the details of what I’m up to. There are a lot of things that are apparently classified to ‘protect military intelligence’. I don’t understand a lot of this soldier stuff yet. I wasn’t trained for it. But I’m reading through a copy of the troopers manuals I got my hands on and I’m studying as much military protocol and history and strategy as I can to try and catch up. I feel like I’m an initiate all over again. Master Yoda has said that Jedi never stop learning, I guess this is as good an example of that as any.
It was an interesting day attempting to fill my role to the best I could. Master Mace and I were up and out early to meet the troops and go over the operation. My master is one of the generals who commands this Corp. I don’t actually know if I can name it legally. But simply put, there’s multiple generals over this one and Master Mace is one of them. So we met his second in command, a Commander Ponds. I think I can say that. Unfortunately, the senate doesn’t see fit to put troopers names into official documents. They are all known only by their numbers, which is, and pardon my language here, complete Banthashit. I have only interacted with the men for one day and even calling them clones feels inaccurate. They are all individuals and as unique from each other as any other person in the galaxy, even if they share the same face to the force-blind eye.
Commander Ponds proceeded to introduce us to the commanding officers of the regiments and battalions. which are sometimes the same person, again, I don’t really understand military structure, but I guess they have it all figured out. Anyways, Ponds just kept talking and my master was being the good patient man he is and I suppose a proper general and listening. I could feel something was wrong though. There was something ahead of us that we weren’t aware of.
See the planet we are on is dense jungle. I can’t say which planet, as I said earlier, but it’s jungle. Which meant that our ships and shuttles had to land in closest safe location to our objective and then we would have to proceed on foot. Not a problem. The troopers are in excellent condition and I am used to running across the temple. (you try getting from the back corner of the library to Master Aerrisns class on the complete other side and up 3 levels in under 15 minutes when you end up wrapped up in a fascinating holocron and are late to class. There’s no choice but to sprint or be even later) Anyways, while Master Mace was being General. I climbed a nearby tree to get a better view over all the flora. The life on this planet is amazing, but I was able to pinpoint two sources of darkness. Of course the foliage was too thick to ‘see’. But I could tell what was there. So I jumped down and explained what I’d been doing. Master Mace said that I should let recon troopers do their jobs that they are trained to do. But I can see better in this jungle. The Force can tell me more then eyes can. This is getting long. So I guess I’ll do more about this first day later. There’s a lot going on and I really need to meditate.
introductions
Some of the other senior padawans have suggested creating a space to interact with others and to place my thoughts as we endure this war. I attempted this. However, I recognize that discussing things without a proper introductions may lead to confusion. I am attempting to remain as calm and composed as possible as I only have a few moments before I head out on the mission that I discussed in my last update. So I guess a quick introduction and then I’m off. So I’m Kyiari Lesana, a senior padawan in the Jedi Order. My master is Mace Windu, he’s the best master a girl could ask for, even if he is a bit strict from time to time. I need the structure though. I get bored too easily and that’s bad for me. No one wants things exploding around them, unless I intend for things to explode around them. Anyways, I don’t know if posting things on the holonet will be as great as my friends have suggested, but it might be fun and I’m always looking for fun.
Thoughts before things change
My master and I head out on our first mission in this war tomorrow. Is it a mission? A battle? an assignment? I’m not sure, military terminology is still strange for me. Master Mace has already fought one battle, but I wasn’t there. Tomorrow, for us, the war really begins, we will meet the troopers of the 91st Mobile Recon Corp. Master Mace is one of the three generals commanding the Corp. I know my master and while war will wear on him, leading the troopers likely won’t. He is wise and kind, steady and disciplined, he inspires loyalty in those around him. It’s me I’m worried about. I know my flaws, and I worry that I do not know the things I need to know. When we leave the ship tomorrow morning, I take up the duties of a Jedi Commander. I do not know how to do that. I am a Jedi. I am trained as a Jedi. I am not trained to be a soldier. Military terms and protocol and ranks and strategy have not been a focus in my training. The most I know is the little I learned studying battles of history and what I have researched. Also I am impatient and I am impulsive, and I prefer to act rather then sit and observe. While I am better then I was, these are still things I must actively be aware of and avoid. I fear that the stress will cause me to forget my training, that I will make the wrong decision, that my actions or inactions will result in unnecessary deaths. Master Mace meditated and spoke with me about these fears at length. I have meditated myself. I control my fears. They do not control me. I will face them and eventually defeat them. However, tonight I find that I cannot let them go, they twist around my mind and disturb my sleep. I find myself contemplating them and wondering how things will change in the future, for me, for my Master, for the Order, for the Republic, even for the clones themselves. I believe I will attempt moving mediation to focus my mind enough to sleep. No matter what tomorrow brings, I will need my strength and that requires rest. May the Force be with us all!
A word of Advice
If you have an overconfident braggert of a pilot and a chaotic engineer, don’t let them make unsupervised modifications to their ships unless you want them to start testing the laws of physics. It’s fascinating stuff and surprisingly effective, but they also might have blown up the destroyer and require a bunch of new parts to fix the gunship. Much faster now though, so I consider it a success.
- Drift
Charity Balls and Senate Events
I am not a fan of politicians and I am not a fan of those Charity balls and senate events that I occasionally have to go to. There’s yet another one coming up when I return to Coruscant. I have to go to a lot of them because Master Mace has to go to a lot of them since he’s a council member and Master of the Order. They’re so boring. No one is doing anything but complaining about problems with no intention of doing anything to solve them. Not even writing and presenting bills to fix the problem, which is the senators job. Also the charity balls don’t really get much for their causes since it’s an open secret that most of that money goes right back into the pockets of the individuals hosting the events. Jedi aren’t even needed to keep the senators safe most of the time, we’re just brought in to be entertainment for the rich boring people who never do anything with their lives and somehow think that we are ‘oh so strange’ because we have a purpose greater then ourselves and live lives rich in connection, tradition and duty rather then credits and luxuries. There are so many things that we could fill our time with rather then speaking with and entertaining politicians and corporate leaders and their guests. But Master Mace says that it’s our duty, so I go.
Also some of those senators and guests are so creepy and have wandering hands that they don’t seem willing to keep away from my lekku. Master Mace is usually such a gentle man, but he has an intimidating glare if he feels it necessary to keep some of them away. They don’t know how kind he is, so it tends to work. And the constant questions and comments on why I am wearing my robes and not a dress and how I should be wearing a dress get extremely annoying over time. I am a Jedi. I wear Jedi robes. I have formal robes for these occasions. I don’t go in my battle robes or the ones I would wear on a mission or around the temple. I always represent my order to the very utmost of my abilities. I just wish that we weren’t expected to attend these events and instead allowed to focus on being Jedi and on the Force.