She steps close enough to take his hand and squeeze it. "Yeah. I'm feeling it, too."

"I don't think it's threatening us right now, though."

"Hope not."

"Think we're almost to the center, anyway."

She nods. "Watch my back for a bit longer, then." Quick kiss, and: forward. 

There are two tanks in the center of the room, filled with greenish fluid and one female figure in each.

And from this close, Lily recognizes the Force signature of the occupant.

Both occupants, in fact.

"...Huh. Weird thing might've been 'more alts.'" Squint. Do they look (or feel) like they're waking up? 

"Ooo-kay." There's a diagnostic terminal off to the side Tayab begins investigating. "When you say more alts. Whose are we talking about?"

"No me's, luckily. There's an Ellaita," she points, "And a you." She points to the other. "So, congrats on alting."

She investigates the various sensors and panels, too, glancing at the terminal Tayab is at (and reaching out in the Force, trying to figure out how aware both women are).

There are stirrings in the Force indicating vague awareness, and the readouts seem to indicate they will be waking up at some point. Probably Lily could accelerate the process, if she wanted to.

Hum. "They're going to wake up soonish, I think. Want to wake them up sooner?"

"What's a field trip without unearthing an ancient evil version of yourself and your girlfriend's mom's girlfriend?"

"That's the spirit!"

"The safe thing would probably be getting mom here first... But, eh, she can teleport if there's an emergency, and I don't think we definitely need her, and she is probably still making out with people..."

Shrug. 

So! To figure out how to wake up the latest set of alts.

There are some control panels that look vaguely reminiscent of the Collective's, enough that Lily can figure out which combination of buttons are likely to drain the tanks and wake the sleepers.

Double check this that isn't an obviously terrible idea somehow and that she doesn't have a sense of dread or danger (nope and nope), and that nothing is interfering with her bond to her mom (nope, except the 'definitely having sex' at the other end).

Then: button pressing time!

Fluid drains and tank walls retract-

-and the two occupants step out.

"Well, well. The faithful have come to greet our awakening."

Huh. Sith Ellaita looks a lot like Elesse, if Elesse had a goth phase. And girl Tayab doesn't look much like him at all (except around her expression), which probably isn't any weirder than Lily's bargain bin alt being male, but feels like it should be. 

She shrugs, examining them a bit more in the Force. "Closer to 'the curious.'"

"I see. I cannot deny that you would have cause to be so. Are you here for some purpose beyond simple curiosity?"

"Complex curiosity," she says, almost teasingly. "I inherited a bunch of records and the like, and the man who set up the sensors on this temple was scared of you, and I'd like to find out why. Also, you've got a pretty similar Force signature to some other people I know, and they've all been pretty interesting. You're from over a thousand years ago, and the Banite Sith kept having breaks in continuity of information, so I bet you know some pretty cool stuff, and I bet I can offer some good trades for at least some of it - especially as a friendly welcome to the modern galaxy. And all else being equal, if you're batshit insane it's good to find that out sooner rather than later; batshit insane darksiders can get really annoying if unaccounted for."

"Fair enough. I am Darth Occlus. This is my apprentice, Lord Sicaria. What name shall we address you by?"

"I'm Lily Vendar. This is my boyfriend, Tayab Sellech."

Sicaria is studying Tayab intently.

"You are not trained."

"In the Force? No, I'm not."

"...Strange," she concludes.