Alexandra stepped out as she entered the room and the first thing that would hit Tsolan was a mixture of dark and light objects, though the dark seemed to be more precedant. "Dont dwell too much on my personal collection, much of the items here have no name and have been lost in time, they are but useless pieces of history..." She stopped at an orb and looked closely at it, coming from it would be nothing but pain, fear, and death. "This though, this was one of my own creation... it was a mixture of battles ive been in that i have collected the feelings within it... Like during the Terrorist attack on Alderaan and the assault on Ord Mantell..." She moved on and went to the next door, speaking to the console. "Eve, say hello to my friend please, and open the door."
As the door opened, on the other side stood the holographic body of a nine year old version of Alexandra. "Hello Vulpesen, Jedi Master and Son of Senator Zarro no?" Alexandra glanced down which prompted the AI to smile at her and speak again. "Ive been reading your data files mother, you have quite a bit on this one and also on a folder named targets... li-." Alexandra cut her off suddenly, her voice harsh. "Thats enough Eve, please leave..." With that Eve stood there for a moment before shimmering and disappearing from sight.
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