Karrde arrived a bit early, lest he be late. He knew from personal
experience what the ladies were capable of, and even though Aves wasn't his
favorite person at the moment, he didn't wish the the treatment on anyone.
He stripped down to a tank top and sweat pants and walked over to the dummy
in the middle of the room. He was determined not to let his thoughts wonder
to a certain black haired beauty. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed
Aves enter. Karrde nodded to him and continued punching the dummy, while
pretending it to be someone else. With a ferocious grin, he punched the
dummy again. And again. And again.
Out in the corridor Shada and Josie were engaged, yet again, in another animated 'difference of opinion'. Everyone valuing their lives, stepped meekly out of their way as the two made their way towards the gym complex.
« If it wasn't the cantina tables, then where the kriff did we dance ? I distinctly remember.. dancing and... »
« Shada, Shada, Shada... « Josie tried to calm her down. With apprehension she continued. « Remember .. ummm.. the Barzak dignitaries we're shipping to Myrrkr? The ones ... ummm.. in the secured area? Well,.. »
« Oh no. » Shada groaned, lowering her head into her hands. « Please tell me I didn't. Please tell me that I had enough dignity to avoid making a complete idiot of myself in front of.. those dignitaries. »
« No such luck, Shada dear. Anyway, from what I heard they enjoyed the show. »
« What then ? » Shada asked dreading the response.
« Believe me, you don't want to know. »
« I probably don't, but tell me none the less. »
« You really don't want to know, Shada dear. » Shada glared at Josie with as much strength as she could muster. Josie continued. « While you were entertaining, you.. sang.. »
« I sang ? I can't sing. A drooling Hutt could sing better than me. »
Josie grinned. «We noticed.» Shada punched her arm.
« What's so bad about me singing ? » Shada asked after a short silence.
« It's not the singing, it's what you sang. You sang a ballade to.. someone. I doubt the dignitaries realized who it was but I wouldn't bet on it. It [i] was [/i] pretty obvious. How many dark haired, grey eyed, mysterious men are there in your life anyway ? »
Shada's eyes had widened. She was horrified. How could she continue working on the [i] Wild Karrde [/i] if everyone was aware that she had a major crush on her employee. And what would Karrde do? Probably be the gentleman he always is, Shada thought bitterly. He would be very official and business-like while making it painfully obvious that he didn't reciprocate her feelings. She would be embarassed and their working relationship would be severed and awckward. Shada shuddered. Even if Karrde himself wouldn't find out, which was highly unlikely since he was in the business of gathering information, there would always be rumours floating around the ship. The rumours would destroy the little dignity she had left after her table dancing. The crew would either pity her or make fun of her. She grimaced. Why couldn't Josie have been able to keep her from making a total fool of herself...
« Josie, couldn't you control me ? » Shada asked exasperated.
« I was pretty intoxicated myself, if you remember. All this is second hand information. »
« Who ? » Shada asked, her voice deadly.
« Aves. »
Shada glared at Josie and pushed the gym doors open. «Say goodbye to your fiancé, because when I get my hands on him, he's a dead man. Then I'm going to resurrect him and kill him again. Slowly and painfully and then Force help me I'm... »
Shada stopped in mid-rant. After swinging the doors open, she had noticed a very puzzled looking Aves.. and Karrde. Both men were breathing hard and the clothes they wore were very clingy from the sweaty workout. Her gaze travelled involuntarily down Karrde's muscular form. She hadn't realized that the smuggler chief was in such a good shape. And what a shape it was. She felt her throat tighten and she swallowed. Oh great more daydreams, she thought. She lifted her gaze only to find Karrde staring right back at her. A slight blush crept up her cheeks. Gazes locked, they stared at each other. Josie and Aves exchanged a conspirotal wink.
Josie elbowed Shada in the ribs to wake her up from her daydreams. « You were saying ? » She queried with a faint smile.
Shada's blush intensified. « Oh yeah. » She said distractedly. « Aves, you're a dead man walking.»
Out in the corridor Shada and Josie were engaged, yet again, in another animated 'difference of opinion'. Everyone valuing their lives, stepped meekly out of their way as the two made their way towards the gym complex.
« If it wasn't the cantina tables, then where the kriff did we dance ? I distinctly remember.. dancing and... »
« Shada, Shada, Shada... « Josie tried to calm her down. With apprehension she continued. « Remember .. ummm.. the Barzak dignitaries we're shipping to Myrrkr? The ones ... ummm.. in the secured area? Well,.. »
« Oh no. » Shada groaned, lowering her head into her hands. « Please tell me I didn't. Please tell me that I had enough dignity to avoid making a complete idiot of myself in front of.. those dignitaries. »
« No such luck, Shada dear. Anyway, from what I heard they enjoyed the show. »
« What then ? » Shada asked dreading the response.
« Believe me, you don't want to know. »
« I probably don't, but tell me none the less. »
« You really don't want to know, Shada dear. » Shada glared at Josie with as much strength as she could muster. Josie continued. « While you were entertaining, you.. sang.. »
« I sang ? I can't sing. A drooling Hutt could sing better than me. »
Josie grinned. «We noticed.» Shada punched her arm.
« What's so bad about me singing ? » Shada asked after a short silence.
« It's not the singing, it's what you sang. You sang a ballade to.. someone. I doubt the dignitaries realized who it was but I wouldn't bet on it. It [i] was [/i] pretty obvious. How many dark haired, grey eyed, mysterious men are there in your life anyway ? »
Shada's eyes had widened. She was horrified. How could she continue working on the [i] Wild Karrde [/i] if everyone was aware that she had a major crush on her employee. And what would Karrde do? Probably be the gentleman he always is, Shada thought bitterly. He would be very official and business-like while making it painfully obvious that he didn't reciprocate her feelings. She would be embarassed and their working relationship would be severed and awckward. Shada shuddered. Even if Karrde himself wouldn't find out, which was highly unlikely since he was in the business of gathering information, there would always be rumours floating around the ship. The rumours would destroy the little dignity she had left after her table dancing. The crew would either pity her or make fun of her. She grimaced. Why couldn't Josie have been able to keep her from making a total fool of herself...
« Josie, couldn't you control me ? » Shada asked exasperated.
« I was pretty intoxicated myself, if you remember. All this is second hand information. »
« Who ? » Shada asked, her voice deadly.
« Aves. »
Shada glared at Josie and pushed the gym doors open. «Say goodbye to your fiancé, because when I get my hands on him, he's a dead man. Then I'm going to resurrect him and kill him again. Slowly and painfully and then Force help me I'm... »
Shada stopped in mid-rant. After swinging the doors open, she had noticed a very puzzled looking Aves.. and Karrde. Both men were breathing hard and the clothes they wore were very clingy from the sweaty workout. Her gaze travelled involuntarily down Karrde's muscular form. She hadn't realized that the smuggler chief was in such a good shape. And what a shape it was. She felt her throat tighten and she swallowed. Oh great more daydreams, she thought. She lifted her gaze only to find Karrde staring right back at her. A slight blush crept up her cheeks. Gazes locked, they stared at each other. Josie and Aves exchanged a conspirotal wink.
Josie elbowed Shada in the ribs to wake her up from her daydreams. « You were saying ? » She queried with a faint smile.
Shada's blush intensified. « Oh yeah. » She said distractedly. « Aves, you're a dead man walking.»