Avrria awoke on the day of her first trial to find a number of bright red balloons tied to...well, everything, really. She wasn't sure this party had been a good idea, however, the promising smell of sausages distracted her from her misgivings. She sat up and noticed Vette munching her way through a fried breakfast right by her bedside, and while Malavai repaired the lock on her bedroom door.

"Tal..." She sighed, guessing instantly why they were there.

"Yup!" Vette agreed cheerfully, producing a second plate of food and plonking it down in her lap. "She says eat plenty and have fun with the murder-y stuff! She'd be here, but apparently she and Jaesa have some last minute plans..."

This wasn't exactly the most reassuring thing Avie could have heard, but she dug in to her breakfast nonetheless. Afterwards, she left Tali's dubious early morning 'ambassadors' and scurried to her usual classroom, her warblade close at hand. The room, predictably, was full of vaguely familiar young Sith clutching weapons and trying to menace their contemporaries or just hoping they didn't appear nervous, with varying degrees of success.

There was also Harkun, standing in the middle of the room pontificating irritatingly and trying to look important with very little success. Avrria resisted the temptation to yawn and actually listened to him for once.

Right, so we have to find some moronic ex-Acolytes that ran off into the lower wilds and round up as many of the still-living ones as we can, then disarm them and return them? Shouldn't be too hard, though why we don't just kill them, I don't know, she shrugged to herself. There was a taxi droid that went to the wilds right outside the Academy. The main thing would be getting rid of her classmates so that she could get on with it in peace.

She hurried off towards the taxi pad as soon as her obnoxious teacher stopped speaking, checking over her shoulder that no one was around, then climbed into the taxi speeder, making a deal with the droid. But then, before she started it up, she took her warblade and chopped the droid into a number of pieces. That would at least delay the rest of the class. Finding another safe route to the lower wilds would take them a very long time.

The journey was relatively quick and she hopped down from the speeder easily, taking a look around. Well, her prey wasn't going to be in the Imperial base area, was it? That would be too easy. Grumbling under her breath, the young Sith set off in the direction of the truly wild part of Korriban that gave this area it's name. Avrria's fighting skills had come on a long way recently, what with all Tali's 'adventures', and she wasn't too troubled by the Tuk'ata that roamed her path.

Once that was done, her targets weren't too hard to see. They peered from tomb doorways, eyes combing the landscape madly. They probably were mad by now, if they'd spent a lot of time living in those ruins. Avie reached for her warblade and tentatively approached the nearest doorway, straying into the tomb of Marka Ragnos to find that a small group of them littered the entrance.

Her fighting skills may have improved, but she had been fighting beasts. To the death, at that. She wasn't sure how to go about subduing an armed and crazed sentient being. But she was going have a damn good go, she added determinedly, pushing her nerves to the back of her mind and giving one of them a nasty blow with her warblade.

The ex-Acolyte gave a shrill shriek, rallying a number of the others and Avrria was swiftly surrounded by a number of Vibroblade-waving mad people. She swiped at them in annoyance, calling them every offensive word that sprung to mind. As she ducked a swing that had been carefully aimed at her head, she realised this might require a different approach.

She remembered her mother's lightning-fuelled anger, normally a terrifying thought, and it gave her an idea. Of course! She grinned, shooting a burst of lightning into the nearest attacker's stomach, sending him flying back into the wall, where he hit his head, falling unconscious. Perfect! Avrria was beginning to feel more than a little smug as she continued to dodge attacks until she had successfully knocked down the rest. Seven unconscious bodies littered the floor. It was just a matter of moving them all now.

I didn't think of that, did I? She realised, glowering at them. Some help would be great, she told herself. Was that cheating? Did it matter, in the world of Sith? Deciding that it didn't, she pulled out her Holocomm and called Tali.

There was a pause, then the blue image of a grinning Sith holding a party blower appeared. "Av, my favourite mini-Sith! How's it going?" Tali greeted her.

"I could use a hand moving some bodies..." Avie told her a little nervously, aware of how that sentence sounded.

Being a Dark Lady, Tali didn't even flinch. Body removal was a fairly familiar concept to her by now. "Sure, I need to get Pierce out of my way anyway! I'll send him over. Where are you?"

Avrria transmitted her coordinates and waited, occasionally shocking anyone who looked like waking up again, until her back-up arrived, and loaded Pierce up with unconscious Acolytes, before calling out a shuttle to pick them up.

Once they reached the Academy again, she bossed about her Aunt Tali's Lieutenant until he'd dumped the bodies in the jail area, getting a number of odd looks from Jailers, Guards and Sith Lords in the process. A small green-skinned Twi'lek prisoner also watched her intently from a nearby cage as she waved at Pierce to go away again.

She disappeared off again too, sauntering back into the classroom with an innocent smile and a cheery, "Done it! Now what?", much to Harkun's frustration. Jaesa, on the other hand, had been hanging around waiting for this moment. "Now," She grinned, "You can come and help us prepare the most...Sithy party ever!"

Once she'd seen Tali and Jaesa's plans, Avrria wasn't sure if the adjective 'Sithy' wasn't a substitute for chaotic...