"There ain't no rest for the wicked."
Concentration settled on a run of the mill Holocron, which was just hovering a few inches above the palm of her open hand. Darth Kaloru sat behind a desk skillfully constructed from the crimson colored Greel wood. Her opposite arm and hand were currently being used to support her head, with her elbow resting on the arm of the chair. While her hand was made into a fist and neatly rested against the side of her face. The red eyes of the dark skinned Twi'lek simply stared into the deactivated Holocron, having already received what knowledge it had kept within itself.
As she kept up an intense stare at the partially inanimate object that spun slowly in midair. Kaloru's mind dwelled on the very information that the Gatekeeper had supplied in the previous hours, which was both minute and yet important all at once. These details revealed a possible location and planet where further Holocrons could be located, unless they had happened to be previously moved by another Sith or some foolish entrepreneur. Who possibly had no idea whatsoever what it was they had in their possession.
"Where to start." Darth Kaloru mused, already debating on which planet to search on first. Felucia, Naboo, Dantooine? Just to list a few of the possible choices that the Gatekeeper of the Holocron had given her, that came after a brief span of time that required her to be judged by a nonexistent form of life. To the Gatekeeper itself, that was important as life itself in a certain context. While to those who either waited or simply wrested the information through forceful means. It was just pure annoyance that got in the way of further knowledge or power.
Spending a little less than an hour locked in thought. Darth Kaloru now permitted the Holocron to fall into her open palm. The Headmaster of the Enclave here had chosen where her next destination would be. The planet of Naboo. When compared to what other choices there were, Naboo was simply among the highest on that list. The planet was vast enough to where she could search high and low without having to draw that much attention to herself. That aside, there was the unfortunate effect of having to scour the planet for what she would eventually seek there. Given that the Twi'lek was able to come across any Holocron at all, then all the trouble would certainly be worth it.
In addition to spending time for seeking out Sith artifacts. Darth Kaloru had another idea in mind, to aid in progressing the Sith culture. By means of seeking out any worthy recruits, to train and participate here in the very walls of this academy. If of course she or any other of the Sith deemed them worthy to this Order. If not, then their pitiful life was simply forfeit. It was no skin off of her back if these possible recruits failed, she would relish in their failure. Pulling enjoyment from it while others or the failures themselves might have looked and felt differently about it.
"Enough rambling and thinking. The time to act is here, while the time for inaction has long since passed." Darth Kaloru talked to nobody but herself, her voice echoing slightly in the room. A trait that had recently begun to grow on her. She had no sooner placed the octagonal shaped Holocron in a desk drawer and stood up from the chair she sat in. The tattered edges of what passed as a shirt and skirt in her own standards, lazily swung back and forth. Accompanying every movement the Headmaster had made with each step, while she moved from behind the desk and out into the halls of the Enclave.
Darth Kaloru swiftly walked towards her own personal sleeping quarters, in order to retrieve the important essentials and other items of importance she would need on her journey. From there, the Headmaster would obviously head to the hanger and to her personal ship.
Where the trip to the lush planet of Naboo would begin.
