"Size matters not," Amalia said with a small smile.

"Strength in number does work well, yes...But your number count does not determine your win. Determination and a will to defend and strive on is what counts most. All start out small and then grow, it is no different now."

Kahn managed a smile back at her. He had forgotten the old Jedi saying.

"You speak words of wisdom, Master. But still, at a time like this Jedi need to come together, not pull apart. A great Master like yourself, both with your wisdom and skills, would be a great help to the Order."

He said the last part a bit quieter, watching Amalia. He had never felt right after she had left, and maybe in a time like this she would come back....or perhaps not.

Her face grew soft for a moment and then she smiled, but it was not one of her best smiles.

"I walked away, and that is something that is not easily forgiven, Kahn. I am not one to be relied upon...at least not anymore. If I returned..I would not so easly be welcomed back. A good Jedi Master, or a Jedi for that matter, never walks away when times are hard, and they see things through, no matter how difficult a situation may be."

She grew silent, knowing that there wasn't much more she could say for herself. She thought very little of herself now, ever since she had walked away from the order.

"I would very much like to return, and help with the situation at hand, but I'm afraid...I'm afraid that it just isn't that easy."

"Master, I can talk to them, I can vouch for you. I believe in you, Amalia. If the other Jedi can't see you for what you are; a great Jedi Master, then...then..maybe I don't belong with the Order either."

Kahn knew he was being irrational, at least about leaving, but he knew they needed Amalia. He needed her. Ever since she had left, he had felt alone.

"Please Master, it can't hurt to at least approach the Council and request to be taken back into the Order. I don't think they would reject you, and I would argue on your behalf if they do."

BYE BYE OOC POSTS!

The emperor was trying desperately to piece together what exactly was going on, but he failed to do so. He managed to find something about the Rogue Jedi, Amalia's disappointment, and some prophecy that the Jedi were having difficulties with. He pondered this for a moment, his hand stroking his chin as it usually did when he was both annoyed and thinking.

"Well because Master Solo says I cannot run my empire <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> and<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> be a Jedi, even though my ideals are similar...I suppose if Gash is running a Rogue Jedi Order...I would seek him out to finish my training...but then again if I could remain in my training like Leia and I initially agreed at the begnining, where my empire did not matter...then I would," he looked up at nothing in particular, trying desperately to understand what had happened, why he went through such difficult trials only to be shot down.

He was already quite formidable with a blade, and was growing stronger with the Force...but not nearly as strong as half the Jedi in the room, even some of the padawans out ranked him in Force munity.

"I suppose if Leia would excuse my Imperial ideals and accept that I want to be a Jedi...not a Sith, I could continue my training under her..." he then looked up at where Gash was. "If she would not allow this, could I finish my training as a Rogue Jedi?" However the Jedi was gone...and he found himself blushing.

Teebo rose from his chair.
"I will follow Gash."
He then walked out.

"Perhaps you're right, Kahn. I must do the right thing, and return to the order. Even if the order doesn't want me back, help is needed there, and I'm still a Jedi. It is my duty to help those in need, and that's just what I'm going to do."

Amalia did very much long to help the order, but she doubted the others would see that by her return. Perhaps they would only see how she abandoned them. She had left, yet no one then seemed to understand why she had left, they probably still didn't. Yet through it all, while Amalia had spent time away, she had learned one thing...And that was to except the things that she did not like and could not change and to leave things as they were. She knew that the things she saw within the order and did not like, she had tried to change, not for herself, but for the common good for the order itself, or at least what she thought was good.

No, it wasn't her place to change things, but it wasn't her place to be left sitting around, being made unhappy, while the order had drifted toward a disagreeable state for Amalia. The order was her home, the place she lived and worked, to live in such an uncomforable environment as that, well, Amalia had not wanted it, and so she had packed up her things and left. Though that was something the order itself would never see, and she couldn't make the order see it as though she would have liked to.

Now she was trying to return. She did not know if the concerns she had for the order were still around, those concerns were far from her mind, anyway. Her concern now was for the Jedi, whom were in trouble, and she wanted to help. She really didn't know if her help was wanted nor needed, but she at least wanted to offer it.

"I will go tomorrow, it's too late in the hour to go now. Will you accompany me upon my return?"

OOC: I know, I know, I posted saying I deleted all OOC posts... but WOOOOO HOOOOOO!!! AMALIA'S BACK!

Kahn smiled. It was a far cry from the usual grin that lit up his face, but with recent events, it was the best he could do. Amalia was coming back!

"I would be honored, Master. And I thank you for attempting to return to the Order."

He felt as though part of the weight on his shoulders had been lifted somewhat with the thought of Amalia's return. At least now he had someone more familiar to look to. Though he had Knight status, he still felt more comfortable knowing his Master was around than when she wasn't.