[member="Darth Atrace"]
"Robe off, and i don't care if you wear it for symbolism, or if its the signature wear of the Sith. The Robe comes off in my training sessions." She was studying him the moment he came in, 'Typical Sith... Daeda, go sit to the side please.' The Ashlan wold, a bright white color now as Alexandra's own force aura was nothing but a lightsided beacon, moved to sit in the corner of the room. She in turn, would look at Atrace and speak once more. "Are those Training sabers or your personal pair?"