The Dark Academy on Korriban

Baesal's head jerked as she switched frequencies

''What...''

She immediately began typing something on her pad, looking up, and re-typing

/ Sorry was at work. Quick post before sleep and work again. >.> /

"Remmington Thalalas. A pleasure to meet you. So what part do you fit into this group?" He asks while they wait.

He follows along with Baesal and heads inside. He looks around as well making notes and inputting the information into his datapad as well.

"Ah... brains." He surmises after listening to Baesal for a bit. "May I borrow your googles afterwards?" He asks no one in particular. He'll return them once he looks.

/ Remmy will assist if you guys need to do rolls. /

Meanwhile, Moyr tried to configure datapad camera to record in infrared.

''That might be Hazzan's travel log...it is quite similar to Zash's own travels.''

She raised her hand and pointed empty spots

''Except that more planets appear if you change the frequency...it might be possible that she does not know of it.''

"Possible. But at the same time, unless this information was kept a secret by Lord Hazzan without telling his apprentice, the holocron probably has this information in it. And I suspect that the apprentice knew where the master went." Zeno doesn't know the likelihood of Lord Zash not knowing this information.

"I am not so sure..."

She typed a few things

"At any rate, we lose nothing from sending her a report."

"Like we spoke of earlier, we can fill Gerald in on this and let him send it up," Zeno says with a shrug.

Moyr shrugged. She saw no point in including this Gerald in anything.

At her shrug Zeno explains his reasoning. "I'd rather she fuck him up than me."

"I don't hate him but he's a nice buffer"

She said with a nod

"Same," Zeno says.

"And she's no idiot."

"She doesn't have to be. As long as she gets what she wants and you don't turn yourself into a liability."

Since we agree I'll begin typing the report on the way back.

''No hidden passages I suppose?''

"Sounds good to me. If you guys want to hang in here and take care of that, I'll go watch the entrance and the speeders," he says, holding his goggles out for Moyr. "You'll need these if your gonna hang out in here and help."

"Thank you. I'll return them on our way back."

Moyr accepted the googles and put them back on.

"I rather like acolyte Hin." Remmington comments. "So you think Lord Zash is going to devour him or something?" He asks as he finishes entering the data on his datapad.

"How should I know? She looks like a one with big sexual appetites and this Hin is up her alley maybe?"

Moyr mused, registering the starmap onto her pad.

''There are rumors...but it is expected since all Lords of the Sith are to be considered dangerous.''

Baesal replied inspecting the wall for a secret passage or someting similar

''Oh, well...I don't see anything more''

"Were we expecting to find something else?" Remmington asks.

"Nope. The tomb seems to have historical value though."

Moyr shrugged.

"Let's head out."

''I agree...everything as been noted and ready for the report.''

"Well if you guys ever need a hand. Feel free to give me a call. Speaking of which, want to exchange Galactic Network IDs (aka cell #s)?" Remmington is about to put his datapad away when he thinks to get their contact info.

''I suppose that might be an idea'' she said before closing her own pad

Moyr nodded and quickly forwarded her commlink channel address, but was generally on her way out.