Helo I'm back from my very very long pause.. I still have my Baccalaureates so I won't be writing very much... As you can probably see I haven't been writing for ages and my language is pretty crappy right now. Oh, I'm trying to improve it but pay no notice to the humangeous amount of mistakes and such.. grins I'm sure you'll all notice them though...
On with the story...
Josie and Shada walked along the main avenue of Myrrkr. The Skywalker wedding would be held on Yavin 4, but Shada still had to pick out a dress to wear, since a gown wasn't something that one usually packed when travelling through space for hours on end. Especially if the trip was headed by a supposedly cold-hearted ex-smuggler chief. Shada smiled slightly.
All the rumours of Karrde were always greatly exaggerated and almost every single one of them was simply laughable. On a recent trip to the galaxy's outskirts she had heard a wild rumour stating that Karrde was Thrawn's long-lost son, who had been kidnapped by Palpatine, raised by Ewoks and finally driven to insanity on a small mining planet at the end of the galaxy. Consequintially the small mining planet was the planet in question and the bazaar had been filled with mini-statues of Karrde in the most ridiculous positions ever. Shada surpressed har laughter. She still had that little piece of memorabilia in her bag, and was just waiting on the perfect time to give it to her boss.
Shada smirked. Dear Force how gullible people were. Is she hadn't had a very important business appointment, she could have made a fortune there. She shook her head defeatedly. Such was life.
"Hey, look at that dress Shada. It's simply put.. well, creepy." Shada lifted her head. The dress was designed for a Woutopian and since Woutopians had eight legs, the dress was slightly discorning to Shada. She felt a smile creep up to her face. She could just imagine the looks she would get with that monstrosity on. She picked up the pace, the sooner they'd find the dress the sooner they could get back to the ship. On the other hand...
"Josie, can't we just go back to the ship?" She suddenly heard herself plead. "Nobody will notice what I wear. I'll just scrounch up some dress or something from H'sishi."
"Dear Shada, the point of a dress is to make people notice you, or should I say to make someone notice you. But dare I say, he already has.." Josie winked at Shada. Shada could feel a slight blush creep up her cheeks."And as the 2IC of the 'Wild Karrde' it is your duty to represent the crew on this magnificent occasion." Josie adopted the over-arrogant and self-centered look Borsk often wore during his speeches in the senate.
Shada grimaced. There was no way Josie would give up and let her get back to the ship. Maybe if she made a run for it, she could...
"And of course, m'dear Shada. If you are contemplating about running may I remind you of the little incident with the unscheduled drill last week. Now, I know the red button beckoned you but still Shada dear you should refrain yourself from so readily pushing styrange buttons..."
"I slipped;" Shada defended herself."
" Oh I know that, but the rest don't. I might let something slip, you know. My memory isn't what it used to be." She had an evil glint in her eyes. "So, now lets continue our search for the jaw-dropper."
"Jaw-dropper?" Shada asked confused.
"Yes, a jaw-droper. A dress that will make men's jaws drop, a dress that will make them weak in the knees, a dress that will cause full-grown men to throw themselves at your feet and then subsequently off a cliff after you choose one of the poor, hopeless buggers, a dress that..."
"Okey, okey, I get the holo." Shada muttered embarrassed and sped up to get away from the insane rantings of her friend.
Her feet were beginning to hurt. Almost none of the shops sold dresses fit for humans. Guess, humans weren't as usual an occurense as she thought. Shada adjusted her step to meet Josie's long stride, at least she had had the sense not to wear long heels. She glanced at Josie's feet and surpressed a gigle. Her long feet adorned the most perfect pair of black stilettos, unfortunately her gait was hampered by her subtle limping. Shada couldn' feel but a little contempt since it was Josie who had dragged her on this shopping trip. She, herself would have been perfectly happy in her jumpsuits. She knew they wouldn't have been appropriate, but still... Kriff, she hated shopping. She was seriously beginning to contemplate on cancelling the date with Karrde. Date, she thought. She felt her heart beat a bit faster. Blast, she was doomed.
Just up ahead she spotted a small dress shop, and from the looks of it, it sold dresses for humans, or creatures greatly resembling humans. Anyway, she had finally found a place which seemed to sell normal dresses. She felt great relief. Finally.
She tugged Josie in with her and bgan browsing. She wanted something comfortable and elegant, but at the same time something that would drop the jaw of a certain dark haired green-eyed someone. Shada grinned. Oh she was going to make the night memorable. She shifted through the traditional evening dresses. Too plain. She didn't want to dress up as a doll either so she avoided all things pink and fluffy.
Suddenly something caught her eye. It was the most beautiful dress she'd ever seen. Oh she just had to try it on. Before Josie could see the dress she disappeared behind the curtain. The dress felt incredibly smooth and wonderful against her skin. It rivaled shimmering silk. She turned around and examined the dress carefully. It was simply put beautiful. Oh if she only could do it justice, Shada thought. Unsurily she opened the curtain to get Josie's unbiased opinion.
Josie was shocked. This was the dress. They had found the jaw-dropper. Josie smiled inwardly. Oh how she couldn't wait for Karrde's expression. She made a mental note to remember the holocamera.