Persephone Dashiell
It's Called Fashion Sweetie
ESSION
The only thing keeping the main portion of the old Golden Palace clean and tidy was the small army of cleaning and security droids. From her research, the old palace was also the old Eternal Empire embassy as well. As far as she could tell the planetary government used the building and it was also some type of green space on the ecumenopolis. Animals roamed the grounds, there were people sunbathing on the lawn. A true gem in the middle of an industrial area.
Persephone wasn't here for the weather and surroundings. With Zee silently in tow, the pair was making their way on the path to the catacombs below the palace. The library was also on the list, with portions of it open now to the public. After the annihilation of Tython, she was thankful for her early summer jaunt with
Casaana
- not feeling so guilty illegally copying works now. Quickly, she hurried along the path.
CATACOMBS
Quietly, Persephone walked into the soaring antechamber and stopped. Pulling out her datapad, she began to take notes for her research. All part of the research she would be submitting to an academic journal. Most sources had no records of those who were entombed here, not that there were many. Just bodies of those the faithfuls could find once the movement collapsed.
Far away from the tourist-y area, it was quiet. Just the sound of Zee's servos and her typing.
[ I am shocked by the initial looks of these catacombs Miss Persephone. One would assumed the Sith would have taken revenge. ]
"I agree, however, they would have to drag themselves away from their brooding and harems to put in any real work. Score one for us."