It was yet early in the morning, but after the previous days events Kristal had gotten a much earlier rest than normal and been up for some hours already. Dressed for the day, phobium battle armor covered in her dark cloak, the glint of the armor revealed only by the parting at the center because the cloak held only to her shoulders, she sat in the communications room of her estate. Wires still danced across the floor, an effort to get it working while the work of making it look nice was still being prepared and finished.
Signalling up the call, she prepared to make an in motion report to Darth Lachris.