Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, because if I did, I wouldn't have to write fan fiction...I'd get money just for writing stuff like this. Star Wars is owned by George Lucas and is his property because he created it. Mara Jade is the creation of Timothy Zahn, on the other hand Koreen, Tevai, and Dabous, are my own creations, please don't use unless you ask me first.

Author's Note: Hee, I 'm having fun with this fic.

TriGemini: Glad you find it amusing so far.

Luvinna: You do know that when that book was first published, the answer in the back wasn't wrong, I just never agreed with it. ;)Then about two years later Zahn proved me right! Amazing that book has never been updated...As to who the two women are, I think by the end of this part, you have a really, really good idea who they are.

Sweet A.K: Thanks, I always wonder if anyone likes my humor. Good to know that I can be funny.

Enjoy the next part!

A Study Break -- Part 2

"So I'm not losing my mind?" Koreen asked, her head still in her hands.

"No," the first woman responded, "and I should know."

"That's true; your husband is the perfect example."

"Do they ever wise up?" Came the next question.

The women paused before answering. "No."

Koreen lifted her head up and sighed before closing her eyes, "So basically, you're telling me that there is no hope."

"Pretty much," the second woman quipped.

"If you feel that strongly about men why did you agree to marry my brother?"

"Well, I must admit, your brother is better than the majority, although he does have his share of flaws."

"True," the other sighed, "Impatience seems to be one of them."

"You think waiting 10 years is a sign of impatience?"

"No, I wasn't talking about that," the other woman quickly stated. "You know how my brother had the tendency to be reckless at times. Besides it may have been ten years, but didn't he propose before you two ever kissed?"

"Point taken. Although, I'm pretty sure that being impatient and reckless is a family trait."

"You're probably right, the twins seem to have picked up that particular trait."

"And let's not forget that pesky need to feel responsible for everyone and everything in the galaxy."

"Yes, well...I blame that on our father. However, you're right about that too. He does feel the need to fix every crisis which arises."

"And he's a pilot."

"What's wrong with pilots?" The words came out of Koreen's mouth before she had a chance to stop herself. She had opened her eyes at this point, but could not recognize the two women standing next to her. The view area's lights were not on in order for the watchers to view the shower in all of its brilliance, the only source of illumination were the faint lights of the city below, but they too were dimming for the upcoming shower. So Koreen had trouble distinguishing the women's features as they were half hidden by shadows, but she did notice that the first woman had darker hair, while the second one had a reddish hue. She shrugged to herself before closing her eyes again and decided to enjoy the cool night breeze flowing through the viewing area.

"What's wrong with pilots...where do start?" There was a hint of mischief in the red head's voice.

"Careful," the first woman cautioned, "we don't want to frighten her."

"They think they can do anything once they're in a cockpit."

"They're cocky."

"They love to exaggerate."

"They're extremely protective of their ship."

"I think that applies to all pilots not just male ones." The second woman stated.

"Really?"

"Ever seen a stranger work on the Fire without my supervision?"

"True."

"But enough about pilots, we were talking about my fiancé."

"What about me?" A new voice asked.

"Oh, there you are!" The first woman exclaimed. "What took you two?"

This time a new voice answered, "We were try to find some less conspicuous clothes, but you were right, Sweetheart, the kid only has black clothes, except for the stuff you buy him."

"That's the first thing we're changing." The red head stated.

Koreen had a hard time deciding if the woman's tone was serious or teasing. She opened her eyes again to see the newcomers in the group. However, once again, she couldn't distinguish much, since most of the lights of the city were now too faint to reach the top of the former palace. On the other hand, she did notice a slight metallic flash of something on one of the gentlemen's waists.

"Wait, what's wrong with the clothes I buy him?" The man's sister questioned.

"Darling, did you really want him to show up wearing his dress uniform or the formalwear you get him when we're trying to keep a low profile?"

"I see your point." The woman sighed.

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with the clothes I wear." The man's tone was slightly indignant.

"Spoken like a true farmboy," His fiancée quipped good-naturally, "Only you would see nothing wrong with only wearing black or Jedi robes."

"Well, what's wrong with that?"

"It's so bleak and solemn," his sister responded.

"Not to mention foreboding." His fiancée pointed out.

"Nah, don't listen to them kid," his friend patted him on the back, before smirking, "they just don't understand; it's hard to see what you're putting on when you dress in the dark."

They all laughed at that remark, before the second female got the men's attention once more, "While you two are here, we girls want to ask your opinion on something."

"Wait," the second man started, "is this one of those things where I'll get in trouble no matter what I say?"

The two women smirked at the man's apprehension. "All right, fine, you don't have to answer-" His wife told him. "-But, I think my brother will get in trouble if he doesn't."

Although she couldn't see his expression, Koreen could tell that he was giving his sister and fiancée a rueful smile before resigning himself to his fate. "Okay...what do you two want to know?"