The Dark Academy on Korriban

Xevine looked at the food court with awe. NO PASTE! It felt like an eternity of torture was over, the dawn hath come, and protein with actual taste was just an arm's reach away. She held herself stiffly as she started moving towards one of the shops. Roast meat? Yes please.

Jun-Tsu sat in the crowded cantina alone. Though the table could seat five comfortably it was clear many gave the eerie woman a wide berth. She drank some kind of dark beverage from one of the station mugs, but otherwise seemed preoccupied with one of the nearby display screens discussing the daily news.

Slowly she lifted her cup and drank, seemingly irritated with the banality of what she was experiencing.

Seeing another aspirant, Xevine moved closer. "Greetings." She said as she sat down, no question asked, a steaming plate before her.

Jun-Tsu set down her cup with a graceful motion and looked at the Zabrak with an apathetic visage. She offered a wordless tilt of her head and then went back to the watching the news. For several minutes she listened to the mindless droning of propagandist reporters spout their pointless drivel meant to sway the bleating masses.

"How nice to see some of our fellow acolytes be highlighted by the cultural ministry," her tone conveyed that she thought nothing of the sort.

Well. She's weird. Xevine shrugged at the comment. "We already have an enemy without. We shouldn't have within." She took a bite of her food. "Xevine Distraacht."

"Jun-Tsu of House Farro," she said turning away from the monitor and to her companion. Her fingers played across the simple cantina mug.

Her lips curled subtly into a soft smirk then went away, "Asking for peace among zhe Sith iz like asking for ice on zhe sun. It iz not in our nature."

Moving through the crowded Cantina was another of the aspirants, Kristal Serasai. As Jun-Tsu had been rather attentively been watching the news her appearance wouldn't be all too unfamiliar as the Imperial placed herself at the edge of the table. Looking down to the seated Xevine. Having been looking for a spot to sit Kristal had found the woman and recalled her visage from somewhere, but she couldn't recall exactly where.

Thus she asked Xevine the question directly, "You. You are familiar to me but I cannot place why. Have we met?"

Xevine looked up at the human woman. "I think I saw you at the bar earlier... with the slave woman." She still vividly recalled the explosion of glass that happened there.

For a moment, Kristal thought and considered it. After a brief barely noticeable moment the sight came back to her. Nodding, "Yes, that is where I recall you from. If we have been introduced you must accept my apologies for that had become a rather hectic evening and I do not recall your name."

For the moment, Jun-Tsu evaded Kristal's attention. Be it a boon or not to her.

Jun-Tsu had little interest in being drawn into another conversation with people that might well end up dead by the end of their trials. What was more, her mind was preoccupied with other matters such as wondering at why they had all been brought up here so early in the morning. She assumed it another test but why here and for what purpose?

"Apologies accepted. Xevine of the House Distraacht. And you are?" Xevine glanced towards the other human woman, but left her alone for now.

"Kristal Serasai," she responded with that cool Imperial tone. That her father was a Grand Moff was something that went without note from her was something that could certainly inspire thought as to any number of things. Whether those present were prone to wondering about such things they might, but then if they were they might be disappointed in how boring of a truth it was.

"Now. With my curiosity settled I shall avoid overstaying my welcome," she offered as an opportunity for them to shoo her away without offense. Of course, then she'd have to find somewhere else to eat and what a shame that would be!

Xevine was confused, but well.... Moffine daughters are good friends. "Well, you're not bothering me..." Xevine glanced towards Jun-Tsu.

It took Jun-Tsu a moment to realize that she was now a part of the conversation.

"Hmm?" She arched an eyebrow. "Oh, yes, of course, sit. Zhere iz no reason to run off zo quickly. If you vish to sit, sit."

No reason for her to leave, she sat in one of the open spaces.

"It is a shame that mess disrupted the evening last time," she says to Xevine as she sits, "It was rather pleasant until that moment. Still, here is to hoping this morning fares better."

Seated, comfortable, Kristal looks to the other woman. The one without a name as far as she knew for the moment. Looking to her a slight expectantly.

It seemed she was expected to comment, so she lifted her mug and took another drink of the hot liquids inside. "It iz zhe hope of uz all I dare zay, zo I can zhink of little zhat could be zo important zhat zhey shuttle us here for just zhe morning."