The Dark Academy on Korriban

Moyr found an obscure, unfequented corner in the station and called Baesal in. She read fervently from the datapad as she waited for her to arrive.

The Togruta's sleek form got in sight

"Hey" she whispered

"Ready for some cramming in the dark?"

She pauses

"Okay, that sounded dirty"

"I would totally make out with you if this wasn't more interesting."

Moyr grinned impishly, tapping the datapad.

"All the Force Powers I've witnessed lately, they're all catalogued and classified here. Those sabre-related and mind-blowing. Come look."

"I'd take offense but I agree that my assets can't compare."

She grinned back

"I know, I studied part of in the shuttle while while you were snoring"

"You watched me during sleep? You're such a pervert, little Baes."

She said it deadpan for a change, but then could not stop giggling.

"I can't say I share Zash's obsessions but discovering this ancient Sith stuff could really hook up. Should we give ourselves a shot at tomb raiding?"

The giggling doppler before Baes replied

"Yes indeed...We will need to be careful though, bring muscle, finish your saber and formulaire à plan"

"Start cross-referencing tombs for a promising one and I call Zeno?"

Baesal snapped her fingers

"Yes, beginning with this one" she transferred a location to Moyr's pad

"This is the location we could get out of Zeno's wrecked droids...could be a trap...or an opportunity"

"What do we know about it?"

She chose Zeno's channel on commlink.

"Lord Deathwright, are you available now?"

"We know it is unmarked and lessened defences. How much though?"

She scratched her head

"Zeno could explain the situation better"

Moyr gave the Sith pointers and disconnected.

"Check what our secret notes have on it."

It did not take the sith-blood too long to arrive, having been nearby apparently. He approaches and nods to the two head tentacled women. "Morning. I hope things have been going well."

Baesal's eyes got wide and she got somewhat pale. Instead of greeting Zeno she turned to Moyr

"It is there and there is a note"

She showed it to her

Moyr studied the information for a moment, but remained emotionless on the outside this time.

"We are selecting an ancient tomb to visit later today. We thought you would be interested. We believe the one we have in mind is rather promising."

"Sounds good to me. I'll probably be running around the surface all day, trying to find trouble. If I haven't been devoured by Korriban I'll come along," he replies.

Baesal nodded but semained silent has she trusted Moyr's jugement in social situations.

"Don't get killed too early, we count on you."

Moyr teased with a small smile.

"Baes, I think we can bring Lord Deathwright up to speed about that particular place."

"I do like speed," he says with a nod.

''I'd think so too''

She puts the tomb locations on display

''One of them seems to be the tomb we got from the droids''

"And apparently it was on Zash's to-do list, but her former apprentice Faln might not have had the chance to really get the job done there."

Moyr mused with a thoughtful put, looking up at Zeno.

"Former apprentice? I suppose that's why she's looking for a new one." He doesn't really seem concerned. As he has no real concerns with Zash beyond the basic ones any person should have with any Sith, he assumes that the apprentice was just an idiot of some sort.

"Yeah" she frowned

"She'll want to feed soon" she said a hint of fear

"I actually found her former apprentice, or rather what was left of him. Mentally. His datapad contained a recording explaining much about what she needs apprentices for. Do you want to see it, as a cautionary tale?"

Moyr asked without pressing.

"Sure," Zeno said, still seemingly unconcerned even with their apparent concern.