On the city-planet of Elsul, a Sith sits outside a cafe sipping a fruity drink. She's guarded by a heavy battle droid (gathering more than a few startled stares from passerby, which the Sith and the droid both ignore) and accompanied by a servant droid covered in enameled flowers, who's scrolling through a list of local tourist attractions on a datapad and occasionally presenting options to her companions for discussion.
...Well, the Jedi seem to be gone from the Nightfall Spectrum. That's good.
Pradnakt... might be aware? It's at least not immediately obvious, if so.
She...doesn't quite know how to handle the possibility of Lord Pradnakt regaining proper awareness. But the terror spikes seem to have stopped... Spiking? Which is good. Those were not pleasant.
...Daisy you have been through this before please help, I have almost no idea what I'm doing, she tries to communicate via only facial expression.
I estimate fifteen more minutes. This was unexpectedly bad, but I've seen her in worse states, she'll be fine. You're doing well.
Oh right, the Jedi are off the ship, signing is reasonably safe.
I'm...glad to know that I am in some small way helping. That was...
I shall not ask the details, if they are even known. But she's been through a lot, hasn't she.
She has, yeah. She considers it a strength, her ability to bear things and get back up again afterward.
Pradnakt calms down slowly and then all at once, curling up against Kalbetis' chest. Thank you, she signs against her side.
It is the least I could do.
Is it time for re-ensnuggling? It seems like it may be time for re-ensnuggling.
You feeling better?
Getting there. I'm usually fragile for a while even after the fireworks are over, but that was a bad one.
It...did not seem pleasant, no. Nor of usual magnitude, however limited my ability to compare. Is there - anything in particular to keep in mind, that I could arrange? Or, was it - just all the circumstances in and of themselves?
Mostly the circumstances. And the Jedi who stayed behind is... she shudders.
Yeah. She'd better hope she doesn't Fall, someone will kill her smart quick.
...To her credit, she does seem to have some understanding of self-restraint. But that anger...
What was that pithy Jedi saying, fear leads to anger, anger leads to hatred, hatred leads to suffering, suffering leads to the Dark Side? She's definitely hanging on to the edge of that slippery slope by her teeth. Although I think Rafiik and the Jedi who went might have - what's the phrase - burst her bubble? Look at how she feels now. Much less...
Well. Much less.
She drops into meditation for a moment to look. "Huh." Yeah.
She's a bitch and if she's rude to Daisy I'll kick her ass but we knew that. I think I'm going to be okay for the anger part.
...Funnily enough, I don't actually expect her to be rude to Daisy like that. Well, not that she's likely to have a chance, but, if she did.
"Nine tells me she and Elcie were getting into it a little, I might step into that. But it was more Elcie provoking her than the other way around, so I might not need to speak to her about it at all."
"You can see the recordings, if they're comfortable with showing you."