"She says they feel vaguely familiar but she can't recognize them at this distance, ma'am."

"Very well.  ...How do you feel about heights, Deskyl, DZ?"

    "She says 'why', ma'am."

"...honestly, because I wanted to carry you for a change and I have a jetpack, but I'm sure I could make up something tactical-sounding enough."

Pft.

    "She says 'and that's not going to distract you?', ma'am."

"If anything, I'll be more focused!  That's totally how that works!  Right, R4?"

Sarcastic breeble.

"Ah, but you said yes!"

    "She says 'some other time', ma'am."

"Yeah.  Take us in, R4."

And Deskyl goes back to meditating; it does nothing to improve her mood, but she keeps at it. She still can't place the other Sith - she does confirm that there are two of them - and while she says that doesn't necessarily mean much, it clearly worries her.

They'll have to get closer for her to give details on the parts of the situation that are less obvious in the Force; the only other thing she can see besides the presence of the Sith is that there are a generous handful of people, mostly humans and near-humans, onsite, presumably cleaning the place up and providing security.

"...Alright, here's an approach: You're an apprentice of one of Pritruth's rivals - or, no, his most tenuous ally's probably better; you're here because it's quite concerning," Diana lays on the sickly syrupy-sweet tone, "that clearly Pritruth cannot keep control of his agents if one was capable of, and inclined towards, doing this, whatever it is, and you wish to see that kept in hand.  I'll be right there; if Ocnem needs immediate stabbing, give the word.  I'll be your blade."

    "She expects Lord Ocnem to recognize her immediately if she signs in his presence, ma'am, even with the mask."

"...What if we do the telepathy thing?"

    "She says that in her current state it's likely you'll end up with a permanent bond, ma'am; she'd like you to spend ten minutes thinking seriously about whether you're comfortable with that before she'll consider it."

"...The one thing that I think I'd want, if I were to have such a bond, is...hmm.  Reciprocity, of a sort?  ...hmm.  Say...what if..."  Diana's never actually been good at mind tricks.  But this isn't a mind trick.  This is just a mind link.  Or at least the closest she can come to one, being as she's never actually tried this technique before and has about two examples ever to work from when trying to figure out how it can be done.  "Maybe if we - please do feel free to help - build the link together, we can...sort of work in a, sandboxed, as R4 would say, midpoint?  ...Honestly I think it almost reminds me of battle meditation..."

    "She knows how to make a reciprocal bond, ma'am, but she's not comfortable with that at this time."

"Mmh...Yeah, that's fair.  Kind of want to see if we can build a - telepathic link that's got neither of us seeing what we shouldn't, later, but, yeah, now's definitely not the time to try new things and that's telepathy off the table.  Okay, then.  We go in anyway.  Ocnem recognizes and tries to kill you.  He dies.  This is evidence that Pritruth sucks."

Deskyl fails to suppress a full-body shudder as she signs.

    "She says that it's more likely that he'll try to capture her, but yes, ma'am. She says that if it's a choice of letting him have her or killing her she'd rather go cleanly, though of course she'd prefer neither of those."

"...Okay I am going to kill him right kriffing immediately, strategy be damned, even if he doesn't give an excuse."

    "She says that that's very reasonable, ma'am."

"Alright, ma'am, let's do this."  And off someone who is totally a flamingly furious bounty hunter marches towards the Sith!

Deskyl follows, carrying DZ in case Force-boosted speed is suddenly called for. She calls for a pause to meditate a mile and a half from the perimeter, in a hollow that provides at least rudimentary cover. Lord Ocnem and his flunkies - at this range she can get that much of a sense of their attitude toward him - are meeting with a woman who appears to be the owner of the facility; she's annoyed at them, and they're attempting to reassure her.

The room they're in is near the center of the building, by conventional travel, but it overlooks one of the hangars; she's not confident that Ocnem will come down to fight them if they make their way in there, but it's plausible, or they can make a Force-assisted leap up to it and lightsaber their way through the transparisteel viewing window.

...Hmmm.  Diana's of the opinion that they should walk right on in; Deskyl's a Sith.  You don't stop a Sith.

Diana wants the route that sends them through the fewest mundane guards on the way to Ocnem, right? This is that, more or less - the hangar is pretty well guarded but they can take it by surprise, and she's betting most of the guards will run when they see how their coworkers do against them. Taking the long way through the building means the guards will have a chance to dig in in two separate places; there's no actual risk of them not getting through those barricades but there'll be more casualties, the defenders won't have as much affordance to get away.

Mm-hmm, but only if they think there's an attack happening; the plan wasn't to just march on in guns-blazing.  Still, if Deskyl thinks that's the guards' reasonable assumption, Diana thinks the hangar's the best bet.  No-one's prepared for Jedi With A Gun.

They'd be pretty lousy guards if they didn't assume unauthorized visitors forcing their way past their checkpoints were hostile. Mind tricking them is another option? Deskyl's not a fan and doesn't have a story in mind to use for it but it'd work if Diana has one.