The next day, in the afternoon, Pradnakt feels ready to try the new approach to light side meditation; the results are promising, though she'll need some practice in order to get the most out of the technique.

Daisy sends this news to Kalbetis, along with the promised copy of the art guide, annotated to note which pieces they think should be removed and which might require some additional explanation for the Jedi.

That's wonderful news, and the art guide will be useful; the people who are working on setting the trail will appreciate all this.  There might be a few followup questions from the agent that's laying the hook for the Jedi, once they've gotten a chance to read it.

Also here's something from Kalbetis that isn't business-related.

Kalbetis thought that Pradnakt might appreciate the blueprints for a mechanism that is, as far as she is aware, unique to her saber - she can ~hotswap which of the crystals in it provides the primary resonance, and therefore which one colors the blade most strongly.  She had to forge her crystals by hand for this to work, rather than get them ready-made from the great kyber-forges of the Empire, but she does find material alchemy an engaging hobby on occasion.

(It's useful to avoid being too easily associated with oneself, when one is in a precarious enough position.  She's somewhat visually distinctive, and establishing that she didn't even have the same color saber as her alter ego across the lines has gone a surprising amount of distance in the past.)

(...Nobody else in her cohort, if not the whole intelligence apparatus, was so - well, absolutely insane, she will admit - as to plan to pretend to be a Jedi near enough an actual Jedi that they might need to have a response to that question, she supposes - but it worked well enough.)

Delightful. She knew she'd kept hold of her favorite crystals from her old workshop all this time for a reason. Not all of them will work, and she doesn't have anything that'll give her a blue or green 'saber, but she does have a rather nice purple, and - is it too on the nose to go around calling herself Dusk with a purple and orange lightsaber? Too bad, she's already set the orange one up to grow.

Would Lord Pradnakt care to make known her opinions on the most effective and/or most preferable ways she could be involved in this operation, by the way?  There's one last strategy meeting to be had.

She'll want to sit in on that, yeah; her powers are generally most useful when they're planned for.

Would she prefer to be physically present or utilize the comm again?

They should probably spend some time around each other if they're going to be working together in person; that doesn't have to be now but this seems like as good an opportunity as any for it.

Then here is the time, and here is the briefing packet.  Please be sure to read through it before you arrive.

She brings Daisy with her, leaving Nine to watch the ship. She's still dressing like a Sith, but more casually, and she's found time to expand the range of colors in the embroidery embellishing her outfits to include silver, purple, and dark blue in addition to the red, orange, gold and black that made it up before.

"This way, if you please."

The conference room isn't all that large, as these things go; it probably couldn't fit more than two dozen without very careful holocomm callin planning.  It doesn't need to do that today, though about a third of the people in this meeting are only present here via comm projection.

"Lord Pradnakt, hello, good to see you."

It's always intimidating, being in the seat of another Sith's power surrounded by their staff, but she handles it well. "Thank you, it's good to be here."

"Right.  Ladies, gentlemen, and distinguished beings of other or no genders, we all know we are busy people, so let's get on with it.

"Lord Pradnakt, what do you believe you are capable of contributing to the operation as described, at this time, and what would you need to do it to your best effect?"

"I expect to be most useful in my capacity as a sensor; I can produce intel on living subjects at a distance of over a mile, and on things like the layout of buildings or the tech present in them at closer but still substantial range, meditating. If you'd like me on site, I can also contribute the usual suite of basic Sith skills, plus an emotion calming effect that's strong enough to incapacitate humanoids - I haven't had an opportunity to try it on a Hutt - and a lightning aura effect that has some tactical uses but is particularly good for intimidation." -oh, right, and: "I also expect to be able to provide healing with about ten minutes of lead time, if I haven't actively been in battle, or somewhat longer if I have been, and I can provide intel on the health status of everyone with a range of over a mile without needing to meditate. Assuming you'll have me at range I'll do best with an assistant to man the comms; ideally someone who's fluent in extended Battle Sign but that's optional."

She nods.  "At a distance is best, I think.  I'm already going to be on the ground, there's no need to risk you on that.  Does population density cause you problems at all?"

"On the communication end, sometimes; on the sensory end not particularly."

She nods again.  "Comms, Logistics, sort that out.  Do we have enough in place to get some finer-resolution information on our bigger targets prior to the strike?  I know we only have external-access sources on some of them right now."

"We have people for it, if Logistics can get them in place."

"...We might be able to do that.  Problem's mostly on the counterintel end; we'd have to do a lot of shuffling to make it work if you want a long analysis window."

"Lord Pradnakt hasn't done this before; we will have snapshots and we will like them."

"If it's just flybys, yeah, that we can do pretty readily."

"Good.  ...Lord Pradnakt, you are not claustrophobic, I hope?  Having done my fair share of this myself, it often enough involves being concealed in an interstice of something disguised as a functioning transport vehicle.  I don't think we'll be needing to inveigle you into the buildings whatsoever, with your range, so that shouldn't be particularly necessary, but I don't know what's already on the ground in such detail to confirm or deny whether those sorts of things are our best option.  Logistics, is that something you're close enough to know?"

"We have a few options, ma'am; I don't believe they will necessitate such a tight fit as you have mentioned, not at that range.  As described, we'd likely want to be taking live data anyway, and with the interpreter that's going to be hard to fit into a small package to begin with, unless Engineering has something - Lord Pradnakt, how good is your memory for this sort of thing?"

One of the representatives that's there by holocomm interjects a "We do," before Logistics asks Lord Pradnakt about her memory - presumably answering the question of whether Engineering has a device for taking "dictation" of battle sign.