"You're telling me," he mutters.

"Master Anakin would be willing to train you," she says, voice cheerful, to Tayab. "And, yeah, the similar Force signatures is a thing we haven't figured out the cause of yet. Often produces weird results." Shrug. Then, to Occlus: "I'm fine telling you about basic modern galactic stuff as just a good will gesture, that's not the sort of information I was thinking of for explicit trades - it's kind of too basically hooked into everything else, like what even can be traded, to be worth bargaining in detail over."

"Though, basic question in return: what time period did you guys go into suspension during?"

"Towards the close of what was called the Second Galactic War. It was..." She twists her hand and the Force flexes around her as a selection of runes light up on the wall. "Something like three and a half thousand years ago. Give or take a century."

Hum. "A very long time. That war pretty much ended with everyone just running out of resources - the Empire faster than the Republic, though not by a ton."

"Neither the Empire nor Republic you knew are still around, though people've recycled the names and some of the propaganda - there's currently a New Republic and an Empire, who're the dominant galactic powers by virtue of being the most powerful military of their respective alliances. They're mostly at war via proxies, and they share basically only 'they can govern things' with most of the states they're invoking as predecessors. People also kept calling themselves 'Jedi' or 'Sith,' but didn't really keep meaning the exact same things - the most recent Sith Order was the Banite Sith, which ended a few decades ago, when Darth Vader declared them dissolved. The last Jedi at the time - somewhat closer to declared an intent to not fully recreate the Jedi Order, which had mostly fallen two decades earlier."

"Interesting..."

She nods. "It has been, yeah."

"More or less the galactic situation I was waiting for, so I won't begrudge your awakening."

She tilts her head. "You seemed to be waking up on your own," she says, idly, then: "Why were you waiting for this?"

"Because a galaxy not driven by warring Sith and Jedi is a quieter, safer galaxy."

"...Ennhhhh depends on how you define quiet and safe - and probably also war, Sith, and Jedi."

"I think that means superweapons have proliferated rather than faded, my lord."

"Alas. Still, it was worth the effort to see."

Snort. "Yeah, basically."

"The Republic and Empire are not in a direct war because they both have a shitton of planet killers, so instead they are staring at each other very tensely and waiting for someone to twitch wrong to shift the galaxy from 'actively on fire' to 'what galaxy.' Also we are only mostly kind of sure that probably no one else has planet killers, because some idiot simplified the resource requirements enough you don't need to be a massive galactic power to build one, and both governments are very prone to leaks. Probably you need to at least have an interstellar government to build the planet killers, so they probably will not end up in the hands of random terrorists, but, also, that is a lot of probably."

"There are plans to have not that. The hopefully longer term one is 'peace and disarmament negotiations' - which are... Going not all that terribly, stuff's deescalating even if slowly. - There is also maybe one set of plans you could help with if you know about any lost-to-us Force techniques to affect more than one distant location at once - other than battle meditation, it's a decent back up but unideal here. But, generally, the easy to build version of this particular planet killer is fragile against powerful Force users, and the current problem is whether we have the ability to break them all before either side can freak out about their superweapons being disabled. Or the ability to break them all in an emergency if some end up actually about to fire."

"Of course, we also don't currently have the ability to detect every single planet killer in the galaxy, but they are historically not that easy to move around unnoticed, and we can detect 'future massive loss of life' far enough ahead to respond to at least one incident."

She clicks her tongue in annoyance.

"I believe the bet was ten credits, my lord."

"Brat," she says fondly.

She grins at them. "...You guys are definitely alts."

"How many others are there?"

"Three others of your sort of person. Two others of me, though we technically haven't confirmed one of those. There's just Tayab and Lord Sicaria, of their sort. There's also four of my teacher."

"My alt set are Lilies, but none of the other alt sets have picked a name. We also don't know of any other alt groups right now, but I wouldn't be surprised by more."

"Would it be possible to meet them?"

"They'd pout if I didn't introduce you; we're all based in the same location right now, though my alts are... Dead or basically dead and staying that way."

"How convenient."

"We've all liked each other so far, which's, yeah, convenient. We'd make annoying enemies."

Smirk. "I'm sure."

"Your sort especially," she - teases? She's probably teasing. Maybe flirting. "My impression of 'very smart and competent' has never been challenged."