Dialogue: Lace, Jahmun & Kai'Nja

Characters

Lace - Temple of Spirit & Emotional Intellect’s (TSEI) military leader.  Lace is an adolescent and orphan trained in Emotional Intellect under the tutelage and parenting of Jahmun the TSEI Scribe.

Jahmun - TSEI founder and Scribe.  The Scribe of the temple is equivalent to the emperor of the Temple.

Kai’Nja – Spirit guide of section BK723 (Earth’s Solar System) and Jahmun’s split personality (muse). 

Scene I.

Lace walks in the Temple of Spirit & Emotional Intellect (TSEI) making the customary salutations as he walks to the Scribes office to speak with Jahmun. 

Lace: (Lace sounds the entry bell) Peace and blessing to thy Great Scribe. 

Jahmun:  Come, take your place for conversation, Lace.

Lace stance 7ft in front of Jahmun’s desk in a military rest position.  Jahmun finishes his writing and turns his attention to Lace focused on Lace’s eyes in a moment of silence.

Jahmun:  Are you here to report the training of your congregation?

Lace:  No, Great Scribe.

Jahmun: Hm… (Jahmun contemplates Laces posture) Why do you stand with such nihilism, Lace?

Lace:  Permission to move freely in conversation, Great Scribe.

Jahmun:  You cannot speak your mind in discipline, Lace?  When did this occur?

Lace:  Permission to move freely in conversation, Great Scribe.

Jahmun sits in silence with his attention set on Lace’s eyes.

Jahmun:  Permission denied.  If you cannot speak with control I do not wish to know your thoughts.

Lace:  Great Scribe!

Jahmun stands quickly and extends his arm with his palm aimed at Lace’s chest.  Lace is lifted from the ground out of his rest position and forcefully thrown backward against the wall of the office.

Jahmun: Mind your chi, Lace.  You are a leader of warriors not a petulant child.

Lace: (In tears) I cannot lead warriors, Father, I am a child!

Lace swings his arm in a backhand motion canceling Jahmun’s chi blast on him.

Lace:  I have been with you since you found me dying in Small Town Lake where I was never a child!  I have trained everyday since then under you, Great Scribe, without rest and not one day was I a child!  And now, I am to mode these recruits into the likeness of the Temple, while I am inwardly jealous that they experienced what you never gave me!  Childhood!  No one else can I call a father, yet I walk in here and am punished if I do not address you as my Scribe, my Great Scribe!  I am not asking for permission to move freely in conversation, Great Scribe.  I am asking for permission to speak to my Father!

Jahmun stares blankly at Lace, cold and faceless.

Jahmun:  Permission denied.  If this is your only request this day I bid you farewell, Lace.

Lace:  (Lace stands with bearing, whips the tears off his face, and looks into Jahmun with eyes full of fury) Is it intellect you express to me in your emotions, dear Father or benign neglect? (Lace makes the customary parting gesture to Jahmun)  Peace and blessings, Great Scribe.

Lace walks out of the Scribe’s Office.  Jahmun returns to his seat to continue writing.

Jahmun:  I can only hope that I received the right instruction on educating him.  He is, without doubt, the heir to the Temple and rightful heir to the Galactic Counsel seat.  I have no choice but to mold you to be above reproach, my son.  I do not wish to deny you the life of a human, (Jahmun sighs) but one day you will understand that some humans are denied humanity for others to experience it.

Kai’Nja: Is that an expression I see on your face?  (Kai’Nja materializes in front of Jahmun’s Desk.)  Give it to me to dispel.  You must maintain your logical grace, Jahmun or our mission will surely fail.

Jahmun: Aye, Kai’Nja.

Jahmun stands from his chair and extends both arms in front him with palms up.  Kai’Nja places her hands on Jahmun’s with her palms down.  A yellowish hue surrounds Jahmun and Kai’Nja as Jahmun releases his emotional frustration to Kai’Nja.

Kai’Nja:  Lace’s eyes are still young.  Growing with potential and potency.  The more you hold his emotions at bay the sooner he detaches creativity.

Jahmun:  Aye, Kai’Nja, but he is challenging to control.  Did you not just see him banish my chi with the wave of his hand?  It wasn’t too long ago where that same chi blast would have put him on bed rest.  It’s only a matter of time before he is stronger than I.  How will I control him then if he still is not ready?

Kai’Nja:  Lace cannot sit on a council if he cannot see.  His vision sees only in 3.  To see in the 5^th he must spontaneously split from his erratic emotional chi, as you with me.

Jahmun:  Aye, Kai’Nja, but my circumstances were far different.  If I did not split from you, Earth would be no more.  He’s a child in puberty with heavy attachments to his emotional states.  He cannot make decisions on a council embodied in his chi as he is.  He has to be ready to attain the seat before winter falls or the council will forgo Earth’s appointment and instill an interim until the next precession.  He is strong only in body with a mind of glass and time is thinning.

Kai’Nja:  You speak as if 5^th sight is easy to obtain.  Your trek towards this vision nearly left you insane.  Be patient, reserved.  Lace will develop on pace to place Earth on the Council of great worlds. (The yellowish hue fades as Kai’Nja begins to dematerialize.)  Lace will succeed, have faith, Jahmun, believe in his ability to lead and you will have your successor in deed.

Jahmun:  Aye, Kai’Nja

Jahmun takes a seat and continues writing.