Before she can say anything at all, the AI of her aunt is already speaking up. 'Coruscant: seat of a confederation of systems known simply as the Galactic Republic. Found at coordinates 0, 0, 0, it has four moons and orbits a yellow sun.' Well, now she's wide-eyed, looking at the hologram as all the colour drains from her face. Since Anakin is currently working on kelex, she steps forward to address the construct herself.
"Just how did we know about this--and why wasn't I taught about it?" Her expression draws taut, her features turning carefully neutral. Great. Just one more thing she'd been kept in the dark about.
'They were deemed a threat, little one.' The apparition goes onto explain in minute, mechanical detail about how once, some Kryptonians had been intrepid explorers, seeking to expand their influence. When they had encountered resistance and force, they had abandoned the plan, as it wasn't feasible or practical to begin a war so far from their own planet and any resources they'd need. Thus, all records were made classified by The Military and Science guilds, as well as the Law Council. Kara kicks at some snow with her boot.
"Can you contact that planet for us?"
'I am sorry, little one. I am not programmed to do that.'
"Then at least show us the most direct route to get there." A beat, and she exhales deeply. "Please."
That seems workable, as the chart pops up on the console. Kara presses a button, and the image of her aunt disappears. Thank Rao.
"Oh my--wow, you weren't kidding earlier. I can't believe all this was covered up! They've got a record of the exact coordinates the original explorers recorded on their trip there."
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"Just how did we know about this--and why wasn't I taught about it?" Her expression draws taut, her features turning carefully neutral. Great. Just one more thing she'd been kept in the dark about.
'They were deemed a threat, little one.' The apparition goes onto explain in minute, mechanical detail about how once, some Kryptonians had been intrepid explorers, seeking to expand their influence. When they had encountered resistance and force, they had abandoned the plan, as it wasn't feasible or practical to begin a war so far from their own planet and any resources they'd need. Thus, all records were made classified by The Military and Science guilds, as well as the Law Council. Kara kicks at some snow with her boot.
"Can you contact that planet for us?"
'I am sorry, little one. I am not programmed to do that.'
"Then at least show us the most direct route to get there." A beat, and she exhales deeply. "Please."
That seems workable, as the chart pops up on the console. Kara presses a button, and the image of her aunt disappears. Thank Rao.
"Oh my--wow, you weren't kidding earlier. I can't believe all this was covered up! They've got a record of the exact coordinates the original explorers recorded on their trip there."