That's the story she prototyped on the way in, remember?  Though Diana hardly thinks that that will take mind tricks.  It's truthy enough to sell.  It's worth a shot, anyway.  Worst comes to worst Ocnem comes out to investigate where there's all this perfect-for-shooting-him space!

If Diana's confident she can do it, sure; Deskyl will just not speak, to avoid the risk of Ocnem guessing that it's her. They'll want to approach like this...

She is quite confident indeed.

Getting them through the door is simple; Deskyl is a Sith, here on important business, who must speak with the manager.

Getting them to the meeting room, however, requires a bit of lying with the truth - they do have information relevant to the meeting the big boss is in, and she would want a Sith backing her against other Sith...Which is of course rather irrelevant, when Ocnem's dying the moment she has an opportunity.

Deskyl stays silent as Diana talks their way in, keeping her body language imperious and her presence in the Force tightly controlled.

Just outside the meeting room, the secretary who's been assigned to them asks them to wait a moment while she announces them.

"I believe it will be better for your life expectancy, in an avoiding-Sith-crossfire sense, if you do not stay inside, once that is done," Diana murmurs into the secretary's ear.  "My boss has a problem with this guy, you know?"

"Yes ma'am," the secretary squeaks, and goes in.

She doesn't come back out very promptly.

Sigh.  Door open, please, Force?

The door opens!

The two Sith on either side of it try to grab her!

Dear Sith Flunkies: A tactical analysis of your numerous mistakes at this juncture is too large to fit within this letter, but it starts with 'engaging in hand-to-hand combat without your lightsabers' and only escalates from there.

Notably, they're even less defended against, say, arm-mounted blasters, even on stun settings!

One of them goes down with a boneless thump; the other one spasms for a moment, and then lets go of her to go after Deskyl.

Deskyl's going to have to handle the second flunky by herself, though; Ocnem has taken advantage of the distraction to close on Diana with his lightsaber drawn, and swings at her as soon as the flunky is out of the immediate strike zone.

Diana steps into the oncoming saber-blow and punches his blade aside with a knife-hand strike, cortosis mesh in the gloves of her armor combining with practiced tutaminis to deflect the blade; that this move leaves her in an amazing position to slam both her armored fist and several stun bolts into his gut is merely a very pleasant side effect.  If he's down and out, it's a simple matter to shoot Flunky #2 once more.

Ocnem drops at the third stun bolt; he's still breathing, though it's a little labored.

The second flunky and Deskyl are circling each other, lightsabers drawn; the flunky bats Diana's bolt away and just barely catches Deskyl's strike into the opening this gives her.

Well, if one bolt doesn't faze her, how about three at once?  Can't make a line into a triangle, buddy!

She makes a pretty good attempt at blocking those, but the one that hits her throws her off-balance, and Deskyl follows that up with a disabling strike to the arm; she falls, and Deskyl steps over to consider Ocnem's prone form, first pausing to pick up his 'saber. Her own is still lit, positioned to strike easily should he show any signs of stirring.

Diana doesn't stand in her way, but she does speak, quietly, before Deskyl strikes.  "Be sure, before you strike him down, that the universe, and your universe, will be better for his absence from it, and you will not regret the choice you make today.  Make that choice not in anger, but instead in compassion, for the people he's hurt and the people he's helped.  That said...I would strike."

Yeah.

It's very quick.

She cares less about what happens to the flunkies, and gestures to Diana to that effect.

Diana has any, but not many, plans for thoroughly defeated Sith, that generally involve either cells (kept in her cargo bay) or being dropped in unpleasantness.  They definitely don't get to keep their lightsabers, though.  They didn't even use them.

There's more important things to worry about, too, such as the fact that the ambush was sprung on them instead of the other way around.  "Now where's the holo line..."

The holo console is right there on the desk.

Deskyl, meanwhile, waves DZ back over from the corner she's been standing in and steps out into the hallway to address one of the battle droids standing guard there.

    "My master, Sith Lord Pradnakt, is requisitioning you; come with us."

The battle droid follows them into the room and follows Deskyl's relayed directions to pick up the flunky who attacked her and prepare to carry her back to the ship.

Well, Diana can stab it with a datajack, then, and R4 can go to town.

Say, where's the manager gone?  She didn't sense anyone leaving...

She and the secretary are both in the closet over there.

Well, Diana will open the door, then.  "Good job hiding."

The manager seems less than pleased to see Diana; she hides it well, but the Jedi's new intuition for patterns helps her catch it. "Thank you." She brushes herself off a bit, and - is Diana letting her out?

Unless something screams to not, she'll do that, sure.  (Not letting her out of the room, though.  Not yet.)  "You don't look too happy, boss-lady."  and you can talk about why, the Sith isn't murderous-angry...

She surveys the damage - certainly less than it could be; she might not even need to replace the door. "I was hoping for a less eventful rest of my month," she deadpans.