The door closes behind her, and the darksider - the Sith - goes to sprawl faux-languidly on a bench.

"I am Darth Fidela," she states casually, like she's discussing the weather, "Apprentice to Darth Vader. We are the inheritors of an unbroken line of Sith, one stretching back a thousand years to Darth Bane."

"All the way back to the Ruusan Reformations, huh. Not going to claim the Sith before that?"

"There was a rather meaningful political change going on."

Hum.

"My name is Elesse Vendar, padawan of the Jedi Order. My comrade Meinwen, of the same."

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Not sure if I'll say the same just yet."

"But it's a possibility?"

"Depends how much slaughter, corruption, and general malfeasance you plan to get up to."

"Much less than the other Sith. I'm planning to kill them, and anyone working for them who makes nonlethal takedowns impractical. 'Corruption' and 'general malfeasance' are difficult to define clearly."

"Undue unmitigated harm to civilians, local governments, or Republic institutions. There's a six-hundred page ethics handbook I can send you if you want. But it boils down to 'ask is this something a holodrama villain would do? If yes, consider not doing that'."

"And what if the local governments and Republic institutions are already corrupt and engaging in general malfeasance?"

"Then the harm may be due, and you should try to mitigate it."

"And if I instead use it to my advantage...?"

"Then we may find ourselves opposed to you, and it will be less of a pleasure to have met you."

"We'll see how things go, then."

"Is that the sort of thing you're planning to do?"

"If it's necessary to defeat Darth Plagueis."

"This galaxy is rife with corruption - I cannot fix that by artificially limiting myself."

"You could ask for help."

"Would a Jedi help me?"

"Take over the galaxy? No. Deliver justice for the forgotten and expose a hidden evil? Yeah, maybe. We're talking, aren't we?"

She looks skeptical, opens her mouth to respond -

And Vader appears leaning against the wall near her feet. "It's a not a bad idea, apprentice," she says.

(Meinwen doesn't react, instead just staring suspiciously at Darth Fidela.)

Darth Fidela doesn't obviously react, either - certainly doesn't look at the ghost - but she does close her mouth and then sigh. "If you want to help... Fine. We can talk."

Elesse is a hair less controlled in her reaction, but she takes a seat opposite Fidela.

"You mentioned a- Darth Plagueis?"