Piett Storyline - Goodbye Jedi Deese

Operative Nyx Journal

It is with a heavy heart that I write this entry. My longtime friend and Jedi Order partner, Mischel Deese, was killed today by Admiral Piett.  Deese used the Force to track me to the Admiral's house and at which point, I fled trying to hide, but it was no use.  I decided to face Deese at the temple ruins, a sacred site, close to the Admiral's house.  It was here I prostrated on the temple floor seeking protection and guidance from my spirit guardians and past master.  I didn't receive a message, and that is when Deese revealed himself to me.  He said he had been watching over me for some time, and he wanted me to return with him to Rebellion HQ, even going so far as to say he wanted for me to rebuild the Jedi Order with him.  He hinted at a deeper relationship, but I could not go that route.  I tried to get him to leave, and that is when the Admiral contacted me.  I tried to tell the Admiral to just go back to the ship, and I would deal with Deese on my own.

Unfortunately, that is when the Admiral confronted Deese.  Deese Force pushed me to the side and the confrontation ensued.  Deese was clearly enraged and not thinking straight, no matter how much I tried to calm him down.  When I thought it was over, I talked to Deese and that is out of the corner of my eye that the Admiral was still pointing his sidearm at Deese.  I tried talking the Admiral out of it, but Deese Force pushed me yet again, and was shot.  I tried going to him, but the damage was already done.  The Admiral tried to talk to me, but I was too far in grief I couldn't hear him.  He left back to his house, and that night, I build a funeral pyre and burned Deese's body the way he would have wanted.  The sacred temple grounds felt renewed in being used for such a sacred purpose. 

Yes, if Deese and I were not Jedi, we would have probably been together.  He meant a lot to me, and although I could never say that I loved him (for that is forbidden) I could at least say that I cared very deeply.  I ran all of this time because I was running from the reality that I cared that much. 

I kept his lightsaber as that is what he would have wanted. And if I would have died in that temple, I would have wanted for him to have taken mine.

I felt so empty and hollow inside, that when I walked back to the Admiral's house, I had a choice.  Either go inside and confront him for why he killed my friend, or run.  So I took the fighter ship and ran.