"You are very decorative, though."

"I am, it's true. But I still don't belong on a shelf, that's what the holocron's for."

There are a few chuckles.

"We should review what we know about the situation."

"Yeah," he agrees. "I'm most worried about getting past orbit, did the Republic agree to send a fleet that would be able to cover our landing, or are we on our own?"

"Nothing they can scramble on short notice."

"Insertion's always the trickiest."

"This is a tight little ship, though. One of these got me through that mess above Duros."

     "I heard that siege was rough."

"Not as bad as Kuat, but close."

"Exciting. Well. Anyone have practice meddling with space combat with the Force? I have some, but mostly with smaller fighter craft. I don't think I'd be much good against a capital ship or cruiser or something."

"We're coming out a bit farther from the planet the normal," Irto calls back. "Longer sublight time, but stealthier."

Which will mean masking his presence early, so he interrupts his considerations of what to do if this goes wrong in favor of making sure that it won't go wrong. That is, masking his presence right now.

"Are we landing in friendly territory?"

"With any luck. I don't think the Imps brought enough to push us all the way out."

"Suppose we'll have to wait for the full tactical report."

Yeah, but that won't stop Revan from considering and re-considering how best to use the current set of resources they have available. Could he take out a cruiser with the Force if things got bad and he really had to? Hmmm...

The rest of the trip is mostly quiet, with some inconsequential chatter.

When they reenter normal space, they're not immediately greeted by the wailing of a missile lock-on alert, which is a hopeful sign. After a tense half-hour, they make it to the surface and touch down.

Ana's the first out.

"Brr. Cold planet."

"Yep. You should wear black! It absorbs more light, so you end up warmer."

"Not very stealthy, though."

"Eh. Who needs stealth when you're fabulous?"

He's not serious, and also not in black himself, he's in the lightest shade of grey she's ever seen him in. He'd probably combust immediately in something properly white.

"That's why they keep turning you down, you know. Saying that sort of stuff."

"It's not my fault the Sith have great fashion sense!"

Pffff- okay hiding giggles is no longer happening.

Revan smiles.

Okay, serious tactics time. He is a legendary ex-Sith Lord, where would be a good place for him to go and make some Sith very unhappy?

The Sith have taken control of a shrine to the east that holds a strategic position, or they could attempt to take back one of the crystal caves.

He'll go to the strategic position, the crystal caves seem like the kind of juvenile nose-rubbing the Sith tend to get caught up in. It's upsetting, the crystal caves may or may not be psychically tainted by their presence forever, but ultimately he wants to make this into a rout as quickly as possible and get them off the planet. Fussing over not letting them touch some crystals is not the way to do that. If the Sith want to essentially waste resources on crystal caves instead of actions that will actually hold the planet long-term, that's their prerogative. It's not like they don't have already access to lightsaber crystals, the resources in play here ultimately don't matter to the conflict at hand. The Sith are just throwing a hissy fit and breaking things, like they always do.