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Fay chuckled shaking her head, somewhat amused at the other Master's actions and yet also looking rather wistful as Lily mentioned her husband. Lily for her part simply laughed once more, looking between the two normally sized Masters and the short house-elf creature that they seemed to hold in such regard.
She was still trying to figure out these Jedi frankly. As individuals she had met many who were amazingly good people, but she had also met a few here on this ship that weren't as emotionally aware as they should have been. And as an institution, she had a lot of questions about them, about how they saw magic, or the Force whatever they called it, and about their training. It was obvious Jedi really didn't abstain from emotions, but it was just as obvious that they didn't make as much out of them.
They also didn't allow for attachments or relationships. She had also talked to several of the children, and had discovered things about how the Jedi recruited that appalled her. The way they thought about darker emotions and the Dark Side in general also worried her, and the questions were still piling up in her mind. But now, looking at Yoda as he turned to regard her in return, Lily realized that the time to give those questions voice was fast approaching.
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Plagueis felt it, the Bando Gora had failed. The strange Light anomaly was still there, even as the effect was beginning to subsume itself into the Force overall. Like Yoda and the other Jedi, he had felt the Force shift, but unlike them, Plagueis still retained enough of a sense of what had been to know it had changed, and where that change had originated in a vague manner. But as time went on that feeling faded, and even his ability to sense the source of that change among the Force disappeared.
Now so much time had passed, the Sith Lord couldn't even be certain that his senses were telling the truth or that there had been a change in all. Now it was so diffuse the difference seemed almost minor, and Plagueis shrugged off his interest in it. I took my chance to remove what might be that source of light, and it failed. But the Bando Gora will take the fall for me, and since they were becoming a danger to my plans and the Outer Rim, that is all to the good in the long term anyway.
Shaking that thought off, Plagueis returned to something he could calculate, staring at the giant computer screen in front of him filled with myriad mathematical lines, including trans-dimensional, geo-metric and gravitic tabulations. No other mathematician in the universe not even a Jedi given would've been able to follow this, his finest work.
The Veil of the Dark Side. It was a mix of Sith Force power, engineering, and mathematics on a scale to cover the entire galaxy. The Veil's effect would be subtle at first, but insidious, until it crippled the Jedi in a way they would never see coming.
Needless to say it was very hard to put in place, and every piece of it, every magnifier for the Dark Side had to be in place. These were small pillars of Sith alchemy and engineering based upon work done in the first Great Sith war. But if even one was off, the Veil would not work. Not that it wouldn't work in that area, but that it wouldn't work at all, such was the complexity of this undertaking. No Sith faction had ever contemplated such a tactic, but he and his Master before him had worked on this for decades, building on what the Master before them had done, creating the amplifiers to spread their influence like a thin veil over the Force in its entirety.
There were limitations of course. The Wild Regions and the Expanse for example were outside of their reach, as were sections in the Outer and Mid Rims. There just wasn't enough information about gravity and the movement of the stellar bodies out there for them to calculate where to emplace the amplifiers, and even getting out there to correct that ignorance would take months. There were no trade routes out there, every jump would have to be calculated ahead of time, every move a step into the entirely unknown.
But that didn't matter. There were no powers out there strong enough or wise enough to impact their plans for the future. Only the Jedi and the Republic Senate truly mattered.
Of the Two, the Order was blinded by its own magnificence. The Order's greatest masters could barely even sense the rising tide, let alone even think that their ancient enemy might yet walk among the stars.
As for the Senate, they were already able to exert power and influence there. Another few years, and they would have practically every power in the Senate dancing to their tune, either known or unknown, a thing of calculation and subtle manipulation or outright control. Sidious was handling that, and doing a far more masterful job of it than Plagueis knew he himself could.
But this, the Veil, only Plagueis could do this. It is perhaps like being in love, or having a child you dote on, Plagueis thought as he turned once more to his work. The same sort of feeling, of pride and accomplishment I'd assume. Though, if my attempt to create a Vergence had worked I would have been able to actually compare the two. Plagueis shook his head, banishing the thought of that failure to concentrate on the task at hand.
The Veil would be his greatest achievement and no Jedi, no power of the Light would ever be able to match it, not now and not once the Veil was in place. Because when it was, the Jedi would never again be able to see the future. Nor would they ever be able to regain the ability to feel what was happening further away than their own Force powers could take them, the eddies of Force would stop responding to their call.
And then we will have our revenge. The Sith will rise, and when we do, it will be for all time.
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