These Jedi certainly knew how to make a visitor feel appreciated, mused Amilthi as she looked over Teynara's holographic appearance, though one could really only credit them with bothering to install a system for coloured holograms. That the figure it was currently projecting was that of a friendly and appealing young woman was in all probability a mere coincidence; in fact, if it was not, that could be taken to be rather in contradiction to the ideals one could expect a Jedi order to hold, though pragmatic motivations could perhaps be cited when it came to dealing with outsiders.
Amilthi's eyes darted across the wall behind it in search of the emitter. It was where she assumed the camera to be, and where she was going to be looking. "Good evening", she said with a light smile and bowed slightly in the direction. As she did so, she put her hands behind her back, brushing aside her coat and revealing, as though accidentally, but in fact quite deliberately, the lightsabre that was hanging from her belt by her hip, an elegantly crafted device finished in silver metal with a grip covered in braided leather.
"My name is Amilthi Camlenn. I'm afraid I have no appointment. I would like to ask permission to access your archives, perhaps I could speak to a resident master. But if you would shelter me for the night, that can well wait until tomorrow."
Surely she would be giving no offence by assuming that the woman greeting her was not herself a master. And Amilthi wouldn't mind at all starting off with a chat with one of the younger members of the order to learn what life was like here. It was perhaps better even to begin there than to speak immediately to one of the senior members, who would have thought much more explicitly about how to present the order and its goals, but who might at the same time reveal ultimately less. Not to mention the fact that her exhausted state and the time of the day were not at all suited to tending seriously to the business that had brought her here.
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