The Dark Academy on Korriban

Khalim bows deeply to the Darth, and returns to the drink table. He certainly needed one, considering the current scene happening.

I wonder if the door guards realize that they're already dead and their bodies just haven't realized it yet...

Kristal's audience with Darth Marr complete. Kristal slipped up behind Shaisha and then beside her, combing over the selection of alcohol. Whether the young Imperial knew the specific situation or not, she knew one thing. Shaisha needed a drink.

"Something stronger..." a finger perused the options, "Here.. this will suit you well."

There was a certain charm to the way she did it. Not overly present but forceful enough in action that it was easy to just let the choice be made. A little cheering up from a good friend never hurt.

"Thanks..." she murmured, though did give a nod of appriciation.

After taking a slow sip of the suggested drink, she glanced over her shoulder at Kristal, voice dropping to a quiet and private tone. "So... what was it like?"

Noticing that Khalim was returning from his meeting with a member of the Dark Council, she gave a nod in his direction to acknowledge his presence.

Jo'ren accompanied him, keeping pace and raising a bottle to fill their glasses.

"Well my friend, wasn't that quite the experience?" He lifted the glass to give Khalim the universal 'cheers'. "Always good to be noticed by the right people." He glanced over to Layne. "For the right things."

"Short, and everything you could imagine," she remarked in the similar private tone. Not getting a drink for herself. Just the sensation from having stood before him was overwhelming enough, she felt no need to add to it for now.

It did make her smile a little. "Lucky girl. It will be me next time," she gave a small wink.

Then, returning her voice to something more conversational, glancing to Jo'ren and Khalim. "Have you met the other two successful students, Kris?"

With a nod, Kristal agreed on that, "Yes it will."

Following suit, Kristal wondered where Shaisha was looking and learned easily enough.

"I have not, not properly."

"I'll be happy to make the introductions, if you're interested," she smirked a bit. It would be just the kind of thing to put her mind on something else than the wardrums beating in her head.

Looking from them, to Shaisha, to them, then back to Shaisha. Kristal tilted her head to the side a bit and shrugged. Sure, why not. Was the less than vocal message.

"Lead the way," she allowed. It was possibly even a better option than the drink she had placed in Shaisha hands. Both together though...

Taking another slow sip, Shaisha moved with a light sway in her hips to the other side of the table where the two purebloods stood.

"Jo'ren, Khalim... congratulations, on your performances. May I introduce you to Kristal Serasai, a long-time friend and currently a rising star at the Academy."

Inclining her head she played the part of the introduced, as was her part to play.

"Greetings Gentlemen," she added in that cool Imperial voice.

Noting the arrival of the two ladies Jo'ren threw them a smile.

"Good evening Shaisha. Thanks, it could have been better but so it goes." His eyes flicked up and down Kristal, taking note of her stance and estimating her strengths. It was an assessment rather than anything else. "Applicant Serasai, a pleasure. Excellent performance today, great work."

He chuckless, coldly, at the fellow sith's words. "Indeed it is."



He bows his head to both Shaisha and Kristal, "Good evening, and a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Serasai. I take it this is one of the friends you spoke of, Ms. Vreysk?"

"Kristal, this is Jo'ren Rath, and Khalim Tsaikzu," she finished the introductions as the three did their greetings.

Shaisha gave a nod to Khalim. "Correct. We've known eachother for some years now, practically growing up together on Dromund Kaas. Along with Sylvain Torsin, the son of the Minister of War, I would practicly consider them family after all this time."

And if a certain someone heard that particular comment, she'd consider that an egg in that certain someone's face.

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance," she spoke with that strength in her voice.

As Jo'Ren could make out, Kristal stood like a warrior, or a soldier, or perhaps both as they were so commonly linked. There was something about her presence that inspired confidence in not only herself, but those that surrounded her. At her side, you were safe.

"From what I was able to witness, you both performed admirably as well," she returned the compliment back. Parties, it's what you did.

Jo'ren gave her an approving nod as he saw the discipline that was evident in her stance. "So you grew up together? Must have been gratifying to discover you were all force sensitive." He sipped his wine. "Sylvain Torsin? Nope, never heard of him."

It was quite the all-star group assembled here, at least as far as the Academy was concerned. He wondered where they would each end up after all of this.

"Admirably is about right." He raised his glass in her direction. "Yours was flawless however. You certainly picked the right time to shine."

"You've already praised my performance once Jo'ren, is this an attempt at flattery?" she said with that cool Imperial smirk. A deflection she learned well from watching her mother.

"I should've warned you, Jo'ren is quite the handsome flirt," she chuckled after giving Kristal a playful nudge.

"That depends Kristal: is it working?" He smiled and then winked at Shaisha. "Flirt? Me?! I'll take 'handsome' though, thanks." He sipped the wine and flicked his eyes around the room to see who was watching them.

"It won't be that easy," she offered as her answer. Teasing a bit perhaps. Playing to the mood of the environment.

Kristal, perhaps notably at a gathering such as this, did not carry a drink with her.