The edge of the property holding the Grey Temple was fast-approaching, or rather her speeder was smoothly making its way toward the temple with modest timing. A light smile played at the edge of her lips as she reached out with the force, listening to the operator on the line approve of her purchase and agree upon an interview offer. "It was a pleasure doing business with you, then. Have a good day, and thank you." She replied, disconnecting the call after saying her farewells. She made a mental note to have Alora send her resume and other things to her potential employer later in the evening, but for now she merely tried to search out something more familiar to her - her sister. It was very strange to her, to Silara anyway, that she'd never laid eyes on this person, never heard her speak to her, never even felt her touch, and yet she had communicated with her through telepathy from such a long distance only a few nights ago.
"You can stop here, Alora. I don't want to excite the Jedi." Silara said softly, disgusted with having to put up with Jedi of any sort, especially the kind that had essentially chosen the Grey as a means of learning the dark arts without going through trial and tribulation as a Sith would. "Yes, Mistress." Came a feminine reply, Alora's kind and submissive words like music to her ears. Exiting the vehicle, she clutched at an amulet she wore around her neck - one which hid her dark side presence in its entirety - and pulled it up and over her head, tossing it into the backseat of the speeder. "Drive around a while, perhaps send in my information to Libertalia while you wait." The blonde suggested, waving a hand as she walked away, not waiting for her slave to respond. Her smile had returned now, if not only because her presence in the dark side would be quite unmistakable to any, even those with little knowledge of just what sort of presence she held. In fact, it wasn't even a natural presence, her bodily and genetic modifications to become the sithspawn that she was - a Sith battlelord at that - left a constant aura of the dark side about her being, masked only by trinkets and tricks through the force. Simply trying to disperse the signature of the dark side within her was impossible - it simply was too great a presence, not so much in size but in concentration.
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