She can sit in the cafeteria and pretend to eat for a while. If she does, she'll find that the guards seem dishearteningly intent on their duty. It would probably be very hard to distract or trick them.

She can eat some more, that's fine. She'll eat slowly.

What about alternate methods of getting onto the platform?

Nothing easy. The designers were well aware not everyone attending would be doing so willingly. Not even any upper story windows to climb down from.

What about cliff faces to climb up from? Or a way to get there from the roof?

It's surrounded on three sides by the academy, and a featureless desert plain makes the fourth. She would be seen coming from kilometers away if she tried that approach. The academy walls are sheer and offer no handholds. She can't tell if there is anything to anchor a rope from on the roof.

That seems - unwise. This feels too well planned out to her to be usable as an escape route by a pair of acolytes on another acolyte's instruction.

Let's look for other landing pads.

Well, the kitchen investigation lead her to the back, so that just leaves the roof. Time to find some stairs.

She bets she can find some stairs! Let's find some stairs!

Oh look, here's some stairs! And there's even more stairs at the top of the stairs! What luck!

But once she's on the top floor, there doesn't seem to be a door leading to the roof.

What about large windows?

All front-facing, solid transparisteel. Not hinged.

She's just going to go out on a limb and say she can't break that with her sword.

She'll instead wander the top floor, looking for landing pads through the Force.

She doesn't sense any.

...Given the lack of doors, this is not really a surprise in retrospect.

No, but this is a good place to find landing pads that other doors could possibly lead to.

Okay, so. Well guarded landing platform is the only one she knows about and can easily find out, she'll have to start keeping an eye on it for potential holes in the defense.

Can she be in the library and still sense the landing platform?

It'll be a little hard to concentrate on her reading, but yes.

She's got a good sense of time, she can regularly stop reading to sense what's going on at the landing pad.

So! That book on sensing stuff! That seems relevant, let's read that some more.

It goes into further detail about certain techniques one can employ to increase their range, and some exercises to help sort and process all the additional information. On the subject of visions it remains frustratingly vague.

Each time she checks on the landing pad, she'll find the guards vigilant. One time she manages to catch a shuttle arriving. The only person on it is the pilot, and all the offloading seems to be done by droids.

She can practice the techniques about increasing range when she checks on the landing pad, that seems a very efficient use of her time.

... Is anything put onto the shuttle?

That will help her catch the droids! Mechanicals are notoriously difficult for the naive Force-user to sense.

Nothing seems to be. She only gets to see the one shuttle, though. Lights out is announced soon after.

Damn it. Damn it.

She puts her book back and goes to the barracks, cursing her own inability to figure out an escape route today.

Any charming presents at her bunk?

A severed Gran eye-stalk is hiding under her sheets. Posture makes an obscene gesture at her.

She should have killed him. She should have fucking killed him. She had the chance, it was the absolute perfect chance, and she didn't, and now the Gran is either permanently disfigured or, more likely, dead. This is - not, perhaps, her fault, she has no illusions about who's responsible for this, but she definitely could have prevented it if she was a bit less self centered and a bit more aware of what happens when one lets a posturing bully run rampant.

Ugh. Well she can't kill him now, so - how much of a mess has the eye-stalk made? Is there blood all over her sheets?

And, perhaps more importantly, is the Gran present in the barracks?

There is only minor staining from the eye-stalk. It doesn't seem to have had much blood left in it by the time it got to her sheets.

The Gran himself is nowhere to be seen.

She should have killed him.

The eye-stalk has been left abandoned so long that she thinks it's just impossible to get to a medical technician to possibly salvage if the Gran's alive, and this is a Sith academy, so she doubts anyone present's going to care. She runs through potential ways to save it, comes up with none, and accordingly drops it unceremoniously into her trunk.

Upon reflection, she doesn't actually care very much about the minor staining. Off come her boots and outer robe, and into bed she goes.

She's going to have a bit of trouble sleeping, because she's too busy thinking of tidy ways to assassinate someone when directly killing other acolytes isn't technically allowed, but she'll fall asleep eventually anyway.

It's all about timing. There aren't any overseers out in the tombs.

The lights come on early again. Time to go see what the overseer has in store for today.