The Dark Academy on Korriban

"Kids, please."

Moyr rolled her eyes.

"Before we give it away, you'll rip off it what you can, and Syl will help you as he has pledged. Let's move to the more important issue. And yes, I very much agree, Syl. Someone with a stake to at least contain her, and in a better case - to make her fall."

Baesal shakes her head

''From what I remember the object has no knowledge of the ritual. I don't see how it can be of use on a political field.''

She taps on the bar

''The most value this thing has is the personna and his experiences''

He nodded, "That is exactly right. That's why it would be of interest to someone in power."

"Suggest names, Syl."

Moyr nodded.

"Zash's life hung on the balance of one vote of the council. Vengean and Jadus both voted for her to live." He replied. "They could use that leverage they hold over her to deter her from action. If I am correct... you have connections with Jadus."

Mayr made a noncommittal smile, but nodded.

"Your suggestions, Baes?"

Baes taps some more on the bar counter thinking.

''I wounder if we could make a copy of his personality...upload him in a bot...hmm''

She shakes her head

''What is in that thing that could be useful against her?...I think I'm missing something?''

He shook his head and spelled it out, "We provide it for one of these people. They are pleased with the find because it is extremely rare and insightful about a great many things. It does also offer some marginal information on Zash's project, but the main benefit is that Zash cannot act against them if they possess it, or us for fear that she lose support from the council and meet a swift and merciless end."

"Some of them could draw from Hazzan things we cannot at this point. They could weaponize his knowledge the way we cannot yet."

Moyr nodded in agreement with Sylvain.

"Name a Darth, Baes."

''It's rare and valuable...but it only holds marginal information against her. Hell, I wonder why she even is interested in it''

She gives a sigh

''At the very least I want to learn what I can from it''

She then raises a brow against them both

''Name a Darth? I'm not some fancy smuck with connections to the Dark Council, darnit!''

"I know you don't trust me or my connections. So, perhaps you would like to trust Moyr and her's?" He posed the question.

"Jadus is a radical, and would not be opposed to having someone with your skills in his employ... I think Moyr could help convince him with the holocron and your finds so far."

Baesal gives a sigh

''You really have ties to him, Moyr?'' she asks in a whisper

"All right, you two. Please work on getting the most out of it into an external database. Then it goes to Jadus, or Vengean. I believe time may be of the essence."

She sent a meaningful look to Syl, asking if he had it on him, then looked back at Baesal, her gaze serious.

"He was the one that let me live."

Sylvain blinked his eyes slowly with the slightest of nods in response to Moyr's visual question.

Baesal takes a heavy breath

''Allright, I'll study what he has to say...then it goes to Jadus''

Sylvain nodded and smiled, "The logical choice."

The Lethan nodded conclusively.

"I believe we need to get a room upstairs. Baes, please play along."

Moyr rose, approached Syl, and leaned against him, blowing hot air against the side of his neck. It all should look like a bored Imperial on a rendezvous with two xenos.

Sylvain smiled seductively as she blew on his neck. Some appearances were hard to fake, this was not one of them.

He pulled himself up and wrapped an arm around Moyr's shoulder, gently stroking the tip of her lekku with one hand while he extended his second hand to Baesal in what would appear as an offer for a good time upstairs.

Baesal was dumfounded...but tried her best to act natural.

''Touch me in the wrong place and I'll bite your ear off, just a friendly warning''

She whispered to the noble flashing a smile of sharp teeth

"While I can take a squeeze or two for us both the sake of credibility. Now you go and rent the room, you lucky man."

Moyr smirked seductively and ran her fingernails down Syl's chest, letting them stop at obstacles the texture of the garment provided.

Sylvain smiled at Baesal before wrapping his arm around her waist, "A biter? I can deal with that." He said with a wink and blown kiss.

The arm around Moyr slid down her shoulder, past her back and ended on her rump where his hand gave an affectionate squeeze. "I guess this'll have to do until the day comes when it's real."

He then set off with them to get the room, departing from them when it was appropriate.

When he did, Moyr embraced Baes and giggled like a stereotypical Twi'lek entertainer she was not.

Moyr just scared the crap out of Baesal.

I guess the vapid twilek is the death for many

With the room ready to go, Sylvain returned for his lady-friends.

"Shall we?" He asked with a wink and a smile, opening up his arms for them to come and fill.

Moyr approached him with a slow-motion hip-swing, turned sharply when moving past him and embraced his neck with her arms, crossing cutely balled hands at the wrists on its other side.

"Lead me all the way up to the starlit sky."

She purred as she brushed against him in a very convincing act.