And Nariveth takes this chance to sprint to the door and bolt, grabbing her rucksack and sheathing her sword on the way.

"This... isn't... over," gasps out the Twi'lek, but neither follow immediately.

"Trying to help you!" she calls back, but she doesn't stop running.

Well. She probably shouldn't go back to that practice room any time soon. "Weapons training" was probably just a pretext for the overseer to put her alone in a room anyway. What now?

She. She's not really sure, actually, she's going to go fail to catch her breath in a hallway over here and be shocked that some people actually just tried to kill her.

They didn't succeed, at least?

This will definitely put an interesting new wrinkle in her plan to get the out of here, if she can't even talk to them without them trying to murder her. And there's still the part where she hasn't figured out how do that yet.

The plan is looking a bit untenable, it's true. But she's not going to let that stop her.

...

Where is Lord Occlus?

She seems to like the library...

Is Nils also there?

Sensing... no.

But Occlus is!

Okay. She's going there, then.

Occlus is at her usual table.

Deeeep breath.

"My lord?" she asks, wondering if she's gone completely insane or not.

"Yes?"

Occlus doesn't seem terribly upset with being disturbed.

"May I interrupt to ask you several questions?"

"I count two so far, you may as well continue."

... Giggle. "Fair enough."

She sits.

"So, the pair of lovers in my acolyte group tried to kill me. I defeated them pretty handily, but didn't kill them. I don't see why my victories should have to be complete with murder, is there a way to instead get them off of Korriban?"

"Why do you flinch from killing? They attacked you, clearly they have no such regard for your life."

"Yes, but they're desperate. ... And a touch deluded. I have no desire to flinch from killing with my other rival, but with them it's the system we're all stuck in causing them to react... Badly. So I don't see why I shouldn't remove them from it."

"What steps have you taken thus far, to 'remove' them?"

"Information gathering. I tried scouting out the area for the exits, the only landing pad I could find was by the pantry, well guarded and difficult to get to, with the only entrance through the kitchen and then the pantry. Descending from the roof is untenable, I could potentially break a window with the Force but it would probably make a lot of noise and attract a lot of attention, and climbing up to the roof's likely impossible without proper climbing equipment. The guards are too focused on their task to be mind tricked, the non-academy side of the landing pad is open terrain, impossible to sneak through... So, I'm seeing if I have other options available."

"Well thought out. You are serious about this, then." Occlus pauses. "It is not within my authority to directly remove those two from the academy. I could arrange for them to have a serious but non-fatal training accident, and then from the infirmary be moved off-world. But I would need a reason to do so."

She has to put this into terms that make sense to a Sith. ... She can do that.

"If they're dead, they're of no use to anyone. If I get them out of here, they could be of use to me, when they've recovered. Perhaps they wouldn't be - honorable enough to say that they'd owe me a favor, but one thing I am sorely lacking in is connections, and I could certainly use a few." Pause. "... Depending on the definition of serious but non-fatal training accident, I could likely help with that."

"I thank you for the offer, but it would be best if you had no further involvement in this."

She taps her chin thoughtfully. "Your reasoning is good, I will accept it. Consider the matter taken care of. Was there anything else?"