Project Boussh: Bad Impressions
by Alison Sky

Alison watched as Elassar closed the door in her face.  She shook her 
head, trying to hold back her laughter.  She /knew/ the two of them 
were up to something, and most likely it would sooner or later 
involve the rest of the group.

"I should tell Sci and warn him," Alison pondered, walking away, then 
let her smile turn to an evil grin.  "Second thought, they all 
deserve this for putting me in the bacta tank.  As long as I'm not 
involved, let them play their games."

She made her way back to the room that Emily had said the two of them 
were going to share.  Emily wasn't there, but she smiled, seeing her 
sword and the borrowed knife laying on the bed she was to sleep on.

Alison sat on the bed, picking up the larger weapon and ran a finger 
along the flat side.  It still gleamed at her as it had when she 
first found the sword in Retsim's lab.  She could see her reflection 
in the flat of the blade, and smiled.  Then she saw her hair and 
scoffed, placeing the sword back on the bed.

She then saw the knife and picked it up.  Her mind went back to the 
stranger who had come to save her and Face.  She shook her 
head.  /No, I'm not going to fall into that trap/ she thought, and 
stuck the knife into a sheath in her boots.

Grabbing her sword, she stood and went to find a path to go outside.  
She needed to think, and working with her sword techniques usually 
helped her concentrate.

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Kirney made sure the Kolot was enjoying his time with all the Josh's 
ewoks, then turned to look at the palace walls.  The palace was a 
beautiful creation, something that she would love to bring designs 
back to Corellia and see one built.

Outside, she suddenly heard the sounds of metal hitting metal.  Her 
hand on her blaster, she walked to a window.  Out in the courtyard, 
she could see Alison swinging her sword at a post, hitting the metal 
object with the flat of her sword.  She had made marks on the post, 
marking head and knee lengths.  A few feet beyond the post, a hay 
dummy stood.  

/She's probably imaging the post as the dummy/ Kirney mused, putting 
her blaster away.  Sighing, she remembered Face's words, and desided 
that she would go and try to talk to Alison, see if she could make a 
better first impression of her.

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Her arm growing tired from hitting the metal post with the sword, 
Alison switched hands and started to fight left handed.  Her moves 
were not as graceful on that side, but they still got the job done.  

"Hey."

Alison turned quickly, bringing her right hand onto the sword hilt 
with her left.  The point stopped three inchs from Kirney, and the 
redhead jumped away.  "Oh, sorry," Alison said, and she quickly 
pulled the weapon back.

"You work pretty well with that thing," Kirney commented as Alison 
stuck the sword into the ground.

"I try," Alison replied.  She looked up to the rampants.  "I heard 
that you and Kolot had landed.  Any news on Myn and Dia?"

"Dia is on the Red Home," Kirney said.  "Should be here anytime soon."

"Good," Alison said, and Kirney was a bit curious at the sigh that 
came with Alison's words.

"Myn is with Wes and Nick on the bago," Kirney said, and she felt an 
ache in her heart.  She missed her husband, and wished he could be 
here with her.

"I'm sure he's fine," Alison said.  "Wes is with him."

"Yeah, those two do take care of each other, don't they?"

"That's what friends are for."

The two women stared at each other, sizing each other up after all 
the things they had been through.  Finally, Alison turned away, 
looking back at the pipe.  "I'm sure if I hit it with the edge, I 
would probably spilt it in two, but I don't think Thayer would 
appreciate that."

"I'm sure."  Kirney looked at the dummy.  "If you were fighting the 
pipe, what was the dummy for?"

Alison looked over her shoulder and threw Kirney a smirk.  Then she 
dived forward, rolling over on her shoulder.  Her left arm covered 
her face while her right hand reached into her boot.

Coming out of the roll, Alison rolled up into a kneeling position and 
tossed the knife that she had pulled from her boot sheath.  The knife 
flew across the field and landed where the dummy's pelvis would have 
been.

"Ouch," Kirney stated.

Alison shrugged.  "That was a bad throw.  I was aiming for his 
heart."  She went to the dummy and pulled the knife out.  She turned 
to Kirney and let a grin come to her face.  Holding out her dagger, 
she motioned to Kirney.  "Want to try?"

Kirney smiled, then proceeded to roll onto the ground, pulling out 
her blaster as she went.  Coming up in the same position, she snapped 
off three shots, all landing in the dummy's chest.

Standing, Kirney wiped the dirt from her knees. "Blasters can do a 
bit more damage than knives anyday."  With that, she walked away.

Alison sighed, grabbed her sword and went off to find the showers 
again.  She had had quite a workout.


As Alison came out of her shower, she was amazed at how her hair had 
stayed in the braids.  "I'll have to commend Mirax on..." Alison felt 
her foot sink and looked up as Jello splashed down over her.  For a 
moment, Alison just stared at the ceiling in shock.  "MIKE!" she 
screamed, then started to laugh aloud.  

Still laughing, she turned around and went back to the showers for 
the THIRD time of the day.