The morning after the festivities, Avrria awoke to the bad news that Harkun had finally recovered what senses he had had in the first place and organised another lesson. She scowled at the poor guard tasked with delivering that news until he retreated nervously.

When he had left, she rolled out of bed with a sigh and got dressed. Then she headed off to find anyone who could improve the situation by making the lesson less boring.

Darth Nox was also making her way to Tali's quarters and bumped into her daughter on the stairs. "Ah, my little Sithling, good morning," She greeted her with a grin.

"'Morning," Avie replied with a matching grin. Then, as the smell of bacon hit them, she looked over at her mother and added, "Last one to Tal's is a Jedi!" Then broke into a run.

The two Sith burst into Tali's quarters at the same time, elbowing one another as they pushed through and then grabbed slices of bacon straight from the poor Twi'lek tasked with cooking.

"Good morning to you too," A disgruntled Tali commented as they stuffed their faces, ignoring everything else. This produced some laughter.

Then Kitty decided to defend herself, "Hey, I need to eat, the baby's hungry!" She objected. It was only after seeing the looks on their faces that she added, "Wait, didn't I tell you I was pregnant? Oops, guess last night got too out of hand and I forgot."

"Well...We'll get another little terror in training," Tali noted as she processed the news by looking over at Avrria, "Perfect! Congratulations," She grinned.

With that news broken, Kitty finished more than her fair share of bacon then hugged her relatives goodbye and headed to her ship. She wanted to get home now and preferably wanted to do it before her crew members started wondering where she was and came over to grumble about her.

Then Avrria took the opportunity to do some grumbling of her own, "Ugh...I have another lesson today," She announced, not at all subtly, giving Tali a pleading look.

Jaesa giggled to herself, "The punch finally wore off, did it?" Avrria considered asking what had been in it, then thought better of it and shut up again.

Tali decided it would be fun to crash another lesson and mess everything Harkun had planned up. "Fine, I'll improve it for you," She replied. There were very, very few people who would consider the addition of the Emperor's Wrath an 'improvement', but she certainly thought she improved everything.

When it came to lessons, Avie was inclined to agree. So, after breakfast, the two Sith sauntered downstairs with trouble making on their minds. Tali casually leant on the classroom wall again while Avrria surveyed her classmates. The ranks were slowly depleting now though. The fool who had laughed at her before had finally met his demise, and she noted one or two other absences - Knowing the Sith Academy, most likely due to fatal reasons.

But there was one presence she observed with an irritated air - That of another cloaked figure beside Tali, also insolently slouching against the wall. She tensed. This Mikul guy really wound her up. She didn't know what it was about him. Perhaps simple, childish rivalry, based on the fact that she was used to being the only one with a Dark Council member there to back her up and let her get away with things others couldn't. Or maybe it was his entire, arrogant, stuck-up being.

She satisfied herself by glaring at him and noting his stance seemed to spare his trampled foot with a touch of smugness. He seemed to feel her eyes on him and turned to glare back.

The stare off was eventually interrupted by the arrival of the Overseer. He looked from one Sith Heir to the other with irritation. Now there were two of them. Two more than he wanted to deal with. "Right, all you miserable louts go and spar somewhere before I end your pathetic existence," He spat at the students, waving them away.

"C'mon, Av, let's go and practice fighting away from this lot," Tali suggested with a sigh. No chaotic lesson today, she guessed.

But someone else limped over to Avrria before they had had a chance to leave. Her rival seemed rather persistent. Once again, Tali stepped back and watched in amusement. Every young Sith had at least one rival, and she would love to see what Avie would eventually to do him. In the meantime, watching it play out would be fun.

"What do you want?"Avie was uncharacteristically snappy, her glower returning. He rolled his eyes at her, "Isn't it obvious? You're the only one of these peasants who is remotely worth my time, and I still owe you an injury, so let's see whose lineage is better."

She went to draw her warblade and her smirking opponent drew a lightsaber, igniting a blood red blade. Avrria hesitated. Tali pulled a lightsaber hilt from her own belt and tossed it to her young relative, before sitting back to observe the carnage unfold.

The blade was ignited and instantly lunged towards Mikul. He swung his own weapon up to block it. The two clashed with a sharp hiss and both Sith angrily pushed against the other, trying to force their blade forward, the red lights illuminating their narrowed eyes and the hatred within.

Finally, Mikul pulled away and swung towards Avrria again. She ducked until it easily, using her small stature and agility to her advantage. When she came back up, her blade lunged forward under his arm.

The tip grazed his clothes, leaving a gash in his armour. Both of the acolytes stared at the cut, thankful for his armour and realising for the first time that they shouldn't have been training with real sabers. This dawning on them, all the anger of the battle faded, Mikul turned off his blade and Avrria deactivated Tali's.

His arrogant demeanor seemed to have lessened a little after their duel and he bowed to her slightly, "You're a more worthy opponent than I thought. It appears we're two of a kind. Friends?" He straightened, offering her his hand.

She didn't liked him. She certainly didn't trust him. But a certain devious Sith instinct told her that being false friends was a little more useful for her than being outright rivals. A glance at Tali and a slight nod from the older Sith confirmed this. She shook his hand, concluding that today's lesson had been - While not as fun as she had hoped - Productive after all.