"No, you listen to me! I'm tired of explaning this over and over again. Which part of this painfully simple and obvious schedule is unclear to you?" Pause. "All of it?" Pause. "Gah! You dumb, simple-minded, pea brained... Jedi!" Mara's voice exclaimed.
Karrde swivled around to look at the source of the and then just as quickly looked away. She was having another "discussion" with Luke Skywalker, though he was thankful that the Jedi was on a different ship altogether. He wasn't sure his own vessel would survive the explosive combination of Mara and Luke. She was wearing a headset, so Karrde and the rest of the bridge crew were reduced to guessing at what Skywalker was saying.
Aves, who was again acting as copilot, tried to crawl as far away as possible from the woman's flailing limbs as she gesticulated wildly, apparently heedless of the fact that Skywalker couldn't see her. Aves turned to Karrde and silently pleaded the Captain to step in and make her stop.
Karrde knew better. He left Aves to his own fate.
Dankin, Chin, and the rest of the bridge crew, on the other hand, were watching with undisguised grins. Because of the bridge layout, pilot and copilot stations fore, the rest of the stations aft, and the Captain's Chair in the middle, they had a safe distance from which to enjoy their favourite sport: Jade vs Skywalker.
Karrde had to shake his head at that. Even though he found Mara and Skywalker's interactions as funny as the rest of them, he didn't try to deliberatly steer the two of them into face-to-face meetings as often as possible. Added to their clashing personalities was the fact that both of them tended to walk around armed with very deadly weapons. Though he was certain they wouldn't try to kill each other, there was always the possibility of an accident...
"Okay, okay, let's take this from the top once again. You go to Courscant, we go to Hoth. Can your farmboy brain handle that? Good. Now then, after that- no, wait. You should probably write this down. That way you can show it Solo and he can fly it. After all, he can fly much better than you; which means that he can fly in a straight line without slamming into a planet!"
Long pause. Then Mara's eyes widened in shock and her jaw dropped slightly. Her mouth worked up and down for a moment but no sound came out. Then her lips pressed into a tight line and her nails dug deep furrows in the arms of her chair. A long moment passed before anything was said, and when she did speak, her voice was calm and cool. "Captain Karrde, may I be excused from the bridge for a moment?"
Karrde raised an eyebrow at her odd and rare use of such fomality, but agreed. Mara calmly reached over and switched off her comm and removed her headset. She stood and walked to the hatch at the aft end of the bridge, but never made it through the door.
She stopped just short and leaned against the sensor console. Then she took a deep breath as if to calm herself. When that didn't work, she took a second deep breath. Midway through her third deep breath, she gave up on calmness and reached out into midair, her hands forming a tight circle around an imaginary Jedi's neck.
Mara made little gasping noises from the back of her throat and her hands slowly lowered, as if she were choking Skywalker to his knees. Her green eyes were blazing dangerously and a wicked smile curved her lips. As soon as her hands got low enough, Karrde imagined Skywalker's body falling to one side, and Mara took one large step and brough her booted heel squarely down on the imaginary Jedi's... Karrde, and every other male, winced.
Mara strode back to her station, the spring back in her step and her eyes twinkling with satisfaction. "Now then, where were we? Oh, yes, we were discussing what to do after Hoth..."