Welcome to Gaia! ::

She breathed in his scent, which was surpriseingly pleasant. "this place is all i am interested in, but if you dont back off, im sure i can find a reason to be interested in you." She turns to face him with a confident smirk. Gripping her pole.

"Well, you know what they say, credits talk, Kath dung walks." She followed his gaze to the holocron in his hand,...it had a vague resemblance to another artifact she for one reason had held on to after discovering it in an unmarked tomb. It was in her pouch now...

"Child?" she murmers as if thinking, he obviously doesnt know who hes talking too..." Im,..Im ancient" she responds kneeling over a heap of metal shards and dirt.Holding up a computer chip still whole after what appeared to be technical difficulty centuries back. She Waves it up at him then pulls it away. This could be very important she observes, and stands, cooly tossing her hair back and eyeing him, pupils dark in the lightlessness.

Only this wasnt engraved with the typical Czerka emblem, ...she kept the last comment to herself and examined the rest of the environment briefly.

As for Nirvara, she was completely satisfied with keeping her "meaningless circuitry" at least untill she knew what was on it, for her -it was a claim. She was uncertain as to whether the holocron operated well, or what it was at all. Seeing that he had, and disinclined to ask as too its function, she gathered as much data as she could, and supposed if she wasnt here for anything else at the moment...why not the history, she wanted to understand exactly what she would be getting herself into. If there was anything definable about her personality it was that she was and would always be very analitical.

That night, after the light ad completely died, Nirvara returned for her pouch, and sat very still beside the stone, running her hands over the faded gleam of gold that was the holocrons. Her thoughts drifted to the events of the day and whether or not the creature she had spoken with had business here with the sith, or whether he was one of them. She eyed the fortress, looming over her like a magnificent monster in the steal of the night, but rather than fear she felt a fush of adrenaline strength flow through her veins. She examined a slot in the mechanism and toughed it, gently blowing off a shield of loose sand. A breeze howled monotonously along the edges of the nearby boulder and she glanced up to hear their song...subconsciosly she reached into her pocket and retrieved the chip and just as subconsciously, as though it were to happen slipped it into the slot on the artifact she held. Perfect. Fit. Then the song died. A faint glow suddenly illuminated symbols on the holocron she had never seen before, and with a burst of invisible energy shot a beam of light into the sky. Thrown back by the burst she quickly regained herself-skidding in the sand back to the artifact but just as quickly as the mysterious light had been there as swiftly it was gone.

Nirvara lifted it gently and brushed it off placed it in her pouch and turned to look at the fortress behind her. Convinced of her path.

It began to glow faintly once more, with a strange sort of rythm. Observing his return she pulled the chip out and the light died with a soft purr, like that of an old moniter.