“Do you understand why you were called here today, Knight Ato’rin?”
“….I broke the Code. In- In a very major way.”
“Yes, you did. You came very, very close to Falling completely on Balmorra. And you could have run. You could have hidden, or joined the Balmorran Rebels. Yet, you returned here, to the Temple, to face judgement.”
“It-…. It was- my-…. My responsibility, I guess. To my master, my men, my… oaths.”
“How long have you been a Knight?”
“Officially, Master Satele?”
“In your mind.”
“Well, when my master was killed in action at the Trashyards. I led the assault after. And I was the only Jedi left. That was… Three years ago. I was seventeen.”
“You could have requested a transfer.”
“Not really- they needed me. The men, the tacticians. Even the Rebels we worked with.”
“So you stayed, for nearly three years, in that warzone. Correct?”
“Tell us about the Slaughter of Gorinth.”
“Combination of things. Bad intel. On my part…. Arrogance. Thought I knew the area well enough to- but I didn’t. They- They…. There was a…. A Sith there. He had done something to… There are these bugs on Balmorra, colicoids, vicious and nasty to begin with, claws that stab through plate armor. Turned them into monsters, I could feel how wrong they were in the Force. Then the… The Sith… He stabbed me. Broke my legs. Made me….. Watch as he- as he killed them all. My boys. Killed them all and fed them to his pets.”
“Knight. Stay with us, please.”
“I- Sorry, Masters, I- Sorry. Repeat the question?”
“What happened after he made you watch?
"I…. I don’t really know how to describe it. I just… It was like everything went silent and… and red and black. I don’t- It’s hard to remember. I just… snapped. I guess. I- I dunno. I know from droid cameras that I… I got up, like my legs were fine, and just- killed. Everything. A-A-And then, I- I f-found the n-nearest Imperial Outpost, and-……………………. I killed them, too. I didn’t… I woke up, and scavengers were- were burying the dead. Thought I was one of them. I… I dug my w-way out of the m-mass grave and went back t-to base. C-C-Contacted you."
"Knight Ato'rin, you gave into your anger and touched the Dark Side. You killed in fury, not in defense."
"What do you think should be done?”
“…………………………………………… The only thing that- that can be done. Exile. From the Order. I- I guess I wasn’t fit to- to be a Jedi after all. I’m a- a danger.”
“We do not believe so.”
"It is true that you did something very, very wrong. But there are other factors at work. For instance, no padawan, however skilled, should be left alone in a place such as that. It was an oversight on out part, and one we hope you can forgive. There are many excuses, but they are irrelevant. You are a skilled leader, tactician, and yes, Jedi. If you wish to resign from the Order, that is your right: but you are not to be exiled.”
“Instead, I reccomend remaining here for a time. Reconnect with the Force, learn from your mistakes, meditate, and seek the counsel of our healers. When you feel ready, come to us. We will administer a final test, pass or fail. The Force will judge you accordingly. Is that acceptable?”
“I… I don’t- I… Thank you, Master. I’m- I’m not sure I deserve it, but- thank you.”
“You are welcome. In the meantime, we will be reviewing our own policies. Your old room has been prepared for you. Eat something. And rest.”
“Yes, Master. I will."
-Transcript from the hearing of Jedi Knight Sevachi Ato'rin, re: the Slaughter at Gorinth.
Jedi Knight Sevachi. Mid twenties, half Chiss, comes with a full and complete set of her own issues including the whole bastard child business, the occasional assassin, that Thing on Balmorra and associated trauma…..
….Worst of ALL is the ultimatum the Council gives her, in the form of a broody, older, smoking hot Sith Pureblood- as her padawan.