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However, for some reason Sidious's control of the Veil wasn't nearly as complete as it should be, and he felt that the reason was that the Veil was still answering to two masters. Plagueis pulling it in one direction to help him with his experiments in Sith Alchemy in that ship of his and on Wayland. This is pulling it away from me, from my efforts to observe the Jedi elsewhere in the Republic, which in turn allows them to surprise me on occasion.
And the Veil is also supposed to be feeding power to us from the Dark Side energies around the galaxy. That is not happening yet, at least not to me, which is very concerning. Sidious continued to meditate for a time on the nature of what Plagueis was doing, and finally decided. Even with the additions to our force, the Yinchorri and Maul clones and that hideous abomination he created from Maul and Fett's DNA, Plagueis has not added enough to the Great Plan to make up for his continued presence interfering in my own efforts. No, it is time for him to die. The question is then, how?
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Over the next few weeks both groups of students began to learn with various degrees of enjoyment or reserved acceptance. During this time, Shaak, Giiett, and Alecto began their own training in runes.
As Master Fay and Lily had predicted, the runic arrays training created quite a few spectacular incidents of flashing lights and even one explosion to go with several shocked exclamations, despite the fact that they were keeping it as simple as possible at first. Master Dooku also dealt with recalcitrant students on a daily basis. His methodology of taking absolutely no grief from any of them, however, did not change, and several times over that week he simply challenged the entire group to a spar, thrashing them soundly.
Harry and Aayla's classes were easily the best in the academy in terms of how fast the students learned, and they also began to help the younglings start learning lightsaber skills. In Dooku's mind, teaching something like that would help Harry to further conceptualize his own style. It was also one of three skills that he wanted to see from Harry before agreeing to allow him to try to find his own lightsaber crystal.
Not that their classes were completely incident free.
At one point Harry looked up from where he was helping a few of the younglings as he felt their attention suddenly shift to something else. He watched a few of the apprentices and younglings turn and stare as Aayla began to perform a lightsaber stance, whipping her arm around this way and that to either side, then bringing it up right in front of her, poised and ready. Doing so made certain parts of her anatomy bounce, which given the fact that she was wearing her training clothing rather than a cloak, was on display at present. The sight was enough to cause everyone who was male and with a pulse in the area to think for a moment, Jedi training or no.
Aayla felt the stares, of course, along with the spike of emotions from all around her and was looking around irritably while Harry did his best not to laugh. Aayla scowled at him, and he waved her off gently, sending the message, "Yeah, Jedi aren't supposed to have hormones. Ha, ha, ha," actually saying the word 'ha' rather than laughing. That seemed to help Aayla get over it, however, as did the feel of Harry's own eyes on her, the appreciation and desire coming through their link, and the class continued.
But Aayla was not the only one grabbing attention. Despite the fact that the Clan Saa techniques were becoming more and more well known among the Jedi Order, Harry actually wasn't. He had been entirely insulated from the Order by Master Fay and her legend. But due to the ease with which he used the clan techniques and the fact he was the one teaching these classes, Harry had garnered a lot of interest from the get go. More than a few of the Masters had begun to put two and two together, but that was neither here nor there.
Where Aayla's body engendered a lot of interest from the untrained or still only partially trained padawans and younglings, the women among the knights and padawans were somewhat more complicated in how they responded to the opposite sex. Yes, Harry was handsome, and that was part of it, but the other part was his nurturing, kind manner. Having taken lessons from his mothers (and it was plural there, Aayla knew it) and Master Yoda, he had created his own teaching style which was encouraging, fun, and challenging, pushing the students to become better. Seeing him with the younglings and watching him ruffle their hair or pat heads made the women among the knights and padawans among the class, even the ones who stopped by to observe from Dooku's class, become very…thoughtful, their eyes trailing him as he moved around the room.
Aayla quickly realized what was going on. She had seen other girls react to Harry. Padme in particular coming to mind, but it was amusing nonetheless to see that even Jedi Knights and Masters were not immune to it. "Handsome, powerful, charismatic, good with kids," she said mentally that evening, as they prepared for their own lessons in the Force and meditation. "I am going to have to beat girls off you with a stick.
Harry blinked at her, then looked at the memory of what Aayla had seen earlier that day and groaned. "So, um, should I figure out a way to do make my body deformed or something? It's not like I want that kind of attention. Well, not from anyone else but you, Aayla."
"Not even Zule or Padme?" she asked, her mental avatar looking at his thoughtfully. At the moment they were in her mind, walking around looking at the memories from the day. Aayla had acted more like an observer today, so this gave Harry a better perspective on how the class had gone.
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