The Dark Academy on Korriban

... to completely drain a person of all of their energy. It was a proven fact Kristal had witnessed personally time and time again. Parties were far more tiring than any small combat engagement could ever be. At least, as far as she felt.

With it finally over she made her way back to the student dormitories, showered, and then returned to her room. With a towel slung over her shoulders she sat in her chair. Barely dressed, practically ready for bed with one exception. There was someone she wanted to check in with before she settled in.

Placing her holocommunicator out onto her desk after tuning it to her intended recipient. Sylvain Torsin. Caring not for her state of dress as she did. Waiting for the connection she rolled her fingers across the desktop, a bit anxious.

Kristal's holocommunicator sparked to life, displaying the image of Sylvain as he lay on his bed.

"Hey beautiful. How was the party Kris?" came Sylvains voice from the little device.

There was a bit of relief on her expression. Something she normally hid rather well. Perhaps it was that she was under-dressed with a simple comfortable sleeveless shirt. Standard affair underwear mostly, comfortable bed wear.

"Flatterer," she responded, calling him out on it. "I see you are back to yourself well enough."

Kristal's tone wasn't softer, but a touch quieter than usual. Clearly showing how she was glad he was doing alright, even if she didn't want to say it in such a forward manner.

Given the nature of the hologram it was hard to tell just how bad it looked with the coloring, thus she instead accepted his words when Sylvain attempted to show off the bruise on the hologram. His voice coming through, "No worse for wear, I assure you. Despite your best efforts.

"Is that concern I detect in your voice Kris?" the hologram said, smiling coyly.

"Yes, it is," she almost seemed sincere at first. "I've never quite tried not to injure someone before. If you were in more pain I would have had to mark it a failure," she teased with that even tone only given away by the light smirk she wore.

She laughed, "It makes you appear as if someone has punched you in the face. Rugged, certainly, but I have no aim to inflate your ego any further," she said the last with a slight tease in that wonderfully Imperial tone.


"I am skeptical," she spoke first, but remembered how they were communicating. "You will have to answer some questions for me when we meet tomorrow then."

Kristal relaxed back in her chair a bit, not caring to show off her bravado physically, just letting it become a simple fact of words. "I am always looking for a challenge after all."

Kristal was silent for a moment, considering options, but she felt her attire should be suitable enough.

"Understood," she said, falling back on that upbringing they both shared. Letting her hand slide from the desk and onto her bare thigh. From Sylvain's perspective it was unlikely the device picked up the desk, merely her.

"Tomorrow then," she confirmed.

Kristal looked to the image more directly when he mentioned that he wished to ask some questions. That wasn't quite what she was expecting, then the question itself.

Shaking her head she smiled, assuming it was a joke, "I am thinking I may have done more damage than originally thought."

There was a look of recognition at that, a smile even, "He actually commended me..." she said, looking actually surprised about that now that she pulled up the memory again. Proud of herself. "Darth Marr called me before him, and commended me."

Even now she still felt like that part was a dream, that was evident enough on her expression even through the holo.

Kristal piecing herself together after having rather directly shared her little moment of hero worship with another. Having stood before such a hero of the Empire, to be commended by him, it was... almost unbelievable.



"Don't be ridiculous," she said with a neutral expression once again. Pushing herself up in her seat a bit as she had begun to slouch in it slightly. Turning more directly to the holocommunicator, making her image more direct. There was that Imperial charm to her again, a touch of passion, a touch of superiority, and a touch of coldness. All mixed together without pushing away her conversation partner.

Kristal didn't quite respond in words to that point, but in the moments between Sylvain's it was clear well enough that there was no such desire of hers she hid. Even with Kristal it was clear, certainly with how open she was currently compared to how she was in public.



Shaking her head, Kristal smiled a bit, "No no, nothing so embarrassing. It was an awe to behold a war hero of his caliber, but it was simply that. There was.." Kristal hesitated. "No matter, Shaisha can inform you of that if she wishes."

Glancing to the monitor she left open, she continued, "It is late, I hope I have answered questions enough for tonight?" Kristal asked, but she had that way about her that inspired the answer she was looking for.

It was made all too easy for her to avoid it. That part of her that wanted to learn what was going through his head was drowned out by her good sense and the confidence that she knew he would be alright on his own. He was a big boy after all.

"Tomorrow," she stated in finality. Kristal would allow her image to linger for a brief moment.



Kristal smiled briefly, shook her head, and then clicked off.

Collecting up her communicator she lifted herself from her seat. Placing it at the edge of her desk where she might easily collect it in the morning. Lingering in thought for the steps between her chair and the cot. Slipping down atop it she stared at the ceiling for a long moment. So much had happened today... it was.. exhausting.

Lights out.