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Celestia's voice wasn't loud, but alicorn's words struck Twilight like a lightning bolt leaving the young jedi stunned.
"Twilight Sparkle. Based on the evidence presented, and testimony given by witnesses during the course of this inquiry. Along with your on admissions. I have no other choice than to expel you from the order. As of today you will no longer be allowed to study or train at any Jedi Temple, or access the archives of any Jedi facility. Also must immediately surrender your light saber so that maybe disposed of properly. This is my judgement. This is how will be be!"
The alicorn swung the gavel down on the court podium. It sounded like thunder as it echoed through the vast hall. Trembling light mauve unicorn rose from the bench. "Mistress Celestia. Please reconsider your sentence! Sure there's another wa–"
"What's to reconsider. Darling." Rarity glared at her former friend and member of the order from across the room. "Sunset is dead because of your disobedience and cavalier attitude to the codes and traditions of the Jedi. You deserve nothing less you scoundrel!"
Twilight looked at the white unicorn with disbelieve. "Rarity surely you don't…"
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Sith Lord Sombra sipped his drink and admired the form of the young unicorn mare trapped in carbonite. Her and her containment bed hung on the wall of his study like some piece of art. He particularly found her frozen expression of fear, despair, and pain most appealing, and while she made a fine wall hanging the stallion had far greater plans for Celestia's star pupil.
At great expense Sombra had arranged for this special carbonite container to be developed and built. Normally an organic being trapped in carbonite was unconscious during their imprisonment, but having captured and encased her Sombra was now feeding Twilight a series of false memories and experiences. Slowly breaking her and replacing her actual memories with fabricated ones. When she had surrendered to these memories then her new education would begin. The little monitoring remote in his left hand beeped. Informing him that next set of phantom memories was beginning for the mare.
Sombra reached out and gently stroked Twilight's frozen features. Softly he purred.
"You have much to learn."
"Twilight Sparkle. Based on the evidence presented, and testimony given by witnesses during the course of this inquiry. Along with your on admissions. I have no other choice than to expel you from the order. As of today you will no longer be allowed to study or train at any Jedi Temple, or access the archives of any Jedi facility. Also must immediately surrender your light saber so that maybe disposed of properly. This is my judgement. This is how will be be!"
The alicorn swung the gavel down on the court podium. It sounded like thunder as it echoed through the vast hall. Trembling light mauve unicorn rose from the bench. "Mistress Celestia. Please reconsider your sentence! Sure there's another wa–"
"What's to reconsider. Darling." Rarity glared at her former friend and member of the order from across the room. "Sunset is dead because of your disobedience and cavalier attitude to the codes and traditions of the Jedi. You deserve nothing less you scoundrel!"
Twilight looked at the white unicorn with disbelieve. "Rarity surely you don't…"
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Sith Lord Sombra sipped his drink and admired the form of the young unicorn mare trapped in carbonite. Her and her containment bed hung on the wall of his study like some piece of art. He particularly found her frozen expression of fear, despair, and pain most appealing, and while she made a fine wall hanging the stallion had far greater plans for Celestia's star pupil.
At great expense Sombra had arranged for this special carbonite container to be developed and built. Normally an organic being trapped in carbonite was unconscious during their imprisonment, but having captured and encased her Sombra was now feeding Twilight a series of false memories and experiences. Slowly breaking her and replacing her actual memories with fabricated ones. When she had surrendered to these memories then her new education would begin. The little monitoring remote in his left hand beeped. Informing him that next set of phantom memories was beginning for the mare.
Sombra reached out and gently stroked Twilight's frozen features. Softly he purred.
"You have much to learn."
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