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SKIES OF RUST

I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before.

Come feed the rain
'Cause without your love my life
Ain't nothing but this carnival of rust CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[weirdingways]

A Reverend Mother would. [ Jessica corrects her gently as a teacher not a parent. ] She is open to a wealth of knowledge that we are not. Years of training must be done to prepare one to become a Reverend Mother. Part of why she is here is to assess where you might fit into our ranks. The path that would benefit you, your house, and the Sisterhood.

[ The Sisterhood most of all. ]

You are on your way to doing just as such, Bastila. Do not sell yourself short. [ A glance downwards. ] If only I might convince Paul of the same thing. For a man, he is learning at an exceptional rate on most things. But, I fear that he feels he will always lack in that training, and thus feel as if he has disappointed me.

[ Such a statement could not be farther from the truth. She is so very proud of her son. So much so that the urge to be prideful and gloat to the Supreme Reverend Mother. The fact that she not only trained one potential sister, but a man in their ways as well. It is a complex emotion. She loves her son dearly, and yet, her mind also sees it within the scope of her Bene Gesserit conditioning. ]

He won't die. It will still be dangerous. Perilous.

[ Her eyebrows raise. ] That is what the interview with our Supreme Reverend Mother will determine. [ She slides a cup full of water over towards Bastila. ] We both know that Paul would not chose a path without you if you were to present him with the option of your feelings. He is Leto's son. He will find a way to keep you with him if you share what you consider closest to your heart. Such things can't be made known... at least now. Not before things are to be considered.

[battlemeditation]

Of course. Of course I am aware that a Reverend Mother possesses greater knowledge than you or I have, but- call it a childish thought. If someone were to ask me who is the most knowledgeable person that I know, I would say that it is you, without a second's thought. Perhaps you do not posssess that great wealth of knowledge, but in our world... in our circles here, you are that person.

[ She does not bother to conceal the admiration she has for Jessica as she speaks. ]

Where do you think that I will fit? [ Did I do enough? Did I train enough to even earn a place in the ranks?

Suddenly, Bastila finds herself worrying about where she will end up, and what her fate will be if she does not measure up. ]

I appreciate your confidence, but I do not wish to disappoint you, not after everything you have done, after the time you have put into my instruction. [ In that way, I know how Paul must feel. ]

You sound confident that he will survive. [ Confident, but she must be worried too. I know I am worried. ]

How soon will these meetings occur? [ Bastila would rather have them over and done with than sit around waiting and dreading what might be said and done during them. It is easy for her to imagine that Paul would feel the same way if he knew what was waiting for him: what tests he must go through. ]

[weirdingways]

I am truly happy you think of me in such praise. [ Jessica allows the smile to show on her face. ] The Supreme Reverend Mother may not think in such a way... but at least one of mu students sees me in a positive light. She was my teacher when I was at the Bene Gesserit school on Wallach IX.

[ As well as giving birth to Paul. ]

Leto's inner circle respects us, but they will most certainly always question our motives as being trained in the ways of the Sisterhood. The other schools always suspect our motives and beliefs we attempt to guide the Imperium into a better light. [ A shake of her head. ] Still, we press on. Who else would guide humanity if not us?

You have not disappointed me, Bastila. Far from it. You are like the daughter I never had. You will fit in where the Sisterhood best believes it. Which, frankly, could still be within the House Atreides court.

I am... confident. Yet, fear still clings to me. We cannot let fear dictate what we do. Fear is the mind-killer. We must allow it to pass through us and so that only we remain. Otherwise? We are no different than animals. Something not even human.

[ Jessica stands then. ] Once the Herald of the Change departs? Your meeting will happen. Paul's... will be at night where no prying eyes might see.

So, it is best if we both prepare ourselves and dress as Leto has requested. They will be calling for our presence shortly. I've had the house staff prepared your full gown already. It should be in your room.

[battlemeditation]

I think that you do not receive praise often enough. You are appreciated, yes, but how often are you told that you are appreciated? [ Bastila chooses her words carefully, knowing that she does not have to worry about being perceived as grasping or false, not when Jessica can decipher her tells through watching her expressions and her movements, but still, she does not wish to speak thoughtlessly. ] If it means anything at all, I appreciate you, and the Supreme Reverend Mother may be who she is, but I do not like how she speaks to you.

[ There, Bastila pauses and catches her breath lest she become too heated and speak out of turn. ]

I suppose that is how most teachers speak to their students, but you are more than just her student now. [ She realizes that she is treading the line between propriety and disrespect, and she braces herself for some form of chastisement. ]

I hope to never disappoint you; that would be a fine way of repaying you for taking me in as you have, and for treating me as your own daughter. [ She wonders what it would have been like if she had been Jessica's blood daughter. She would have been married off by now, she imagines. Still, there is nothing saying she will not still be married off to someone, and that thought makes her wrinkle her nose in protest. ]

I wish that I could see into the future just long enough to see what will happen to Paul and to me. What will happen during this meeting? [ She gets the feeling that whatever is said during this meeting may very well decide their fates, at least to a degree. Not that her fate is of particular consequence; Paul, it seems, has a greater destiny before him.

Not for the first time, Bastila allows herself a moment of petulance and wishing that she and Paul could simply run away. Of course, that is impossible. They would be found and brought back, and that would surely bring disgrace to the Atreides name.

In the interest of attempting to bring some levity to them both, Bastila actually wrinkles her nose this time, exaggerating the expression, and pretending to be put out at the idea of having to wear a dress. ]

Full gown? I hope that I do not trip on the hem when walking in. Dresses and I do not go well together one bit.

[ Truthfully, she would rather not wear a dress, but she can tolerate it if the situation calls for it. And most situations do, in fact, call for it. Still, she can act the part of someone who despises dresses with a passion. ]

[weirdingways]

[ Jessica does not answer the question with words. Instead a tight smile is given. Leto, of course, says such things. Paul and Bastila say such things in their own ways. The rest of House Atreides remains ever uncertain of her. A fair judgement as the Bene Gesserit say one thing and yet act another in closed doors. She, however, is faithful to her Duke. Her son. The woman before her that she thinks of as a daughter. ]

I will always be a student, as you will be. There will always be something to learn and something to achieve. Something to master. [ Her red eyebrows raise as if to make the point that such a conversation should not be held in the presence of the Supreme Reverend Mother. ] As for the future? Prescience is something that many are known to have. Even Reverend Mothers have it to a limited extent. I would imagine that you would know the basics of where your path for the future will lay after speaking with the Supreme Reverend Mother.

Paul... will eventually lead House Atreides and succeed his father. That much we all know.

[ She affords a smile and stands. ] Please, Bastila. You have more grace than many in the Landsraad. Now, go, get ready. I will see you at the ceremony.

[ She gestures for the woman to leave and folds her hands together.

They shake. ]