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Down Loon Drive- Tuesday morning

Well, the island was doing its thing again, and Sabine was more than a little irritated at the timing. This was her last week! She had a whole warehouse to pack up! People to say goodbye to! What she didn't want to be doing was have to fight off whatever was making ash rain from the sky.

Regardless, it was happening, so she and Lana decided to do a little patrol and check things out. At least armed dates made sense for this place.

"So this is creepy," Sabine said conversationally, catching sight of the mirrors lining the street.

[For the Sith!]

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"I think I preferred being grabbed at," Lana said, scowling as yet again there was something in the corner of her eye that wasn't there when she turned around.

"Right. Let's try the obvious solution and see what happens." She lit her lightsaber and brought it down on one of the mirrors. It shattered gratifyingly...and then reformed.

"Ugh. Sometimes I hate this island."

"Why are they here?" Sabine wondered, peering at one while also feeling like she shouldn't look too closely.

"To keep us on our toes?" Lana stared balefully at the mirror that had reformed, but her reflection started turning...different, and she quickly glanced away. "Maybe a flamethrower would melt them?"

"That might be an escalation," Sabine told her. "We don't even know what this is."

"Apart from annoying now and possibly lethal by week's end?" Lana had lived here long enough to figure that out.

Speaking of which...

"You're leaving directly after graduation, then?"

"Sunday," Sabine nodded. "Assuming this is over by then, anyway..."

"It had better be." Lana frowned up at the dome that now cut them off. "Or we'll have a very angry pilot and Jedi, a few vengeful Sith lords, and Force only knows who else converging on this place."

It was a gratifying thought, really, but she'd still prefer for them to rescue themselves.

"It's like the island's taking one last chance to make me mad," Sabine said, frowning.

Not that that was obvious.

"Should we make it choke on our anger, then?" Lana offered with a grin. "See if we can find a way to destroy these for good, or what else might be out there?"

"If a lightsaber only works for a minute, I think it's going to take more than what we have to take these out," Sabine mused. Would bombs even work on this if the mirror reformed?

"True," Lana allowed, "but it doesn't mean we can't work off some aggression on it." She glowered at the mirror again.

Then blasted it with lightning. It reformed again almost immediately.

"I don't want to spend too much time with it," Sabine said slowly. It gave her a creepy feeling. "It feels like we're being watched."

"Which is why I'd like to kill them." Lana scowled. "Fine, let's go." She gave the mirror one last sharp look, then decisively turned her back on it.

"Do you think using the island's phones will let us stay in touch? Duties permitting, of course," she asked a little awkwardly.

"I don't see why not," Sabine said, determinedly not looking at the mirrors as they started walking. "Why, are you worried?"

"A bit," Lana confessed. "Aren't you? This island seems to operate on its own rules. And it's not as if either of us is going off to a cushy life."

"I think we'll be okay," Sabine told her. "When you want to stay in touch with someone, you find ways. Even when the island throws obstacles at you."

"Right." Lana nodded, decisive, if a bit unsure what they could do if it didn't work. "We'll make it work."

"We're smart, it'll be fine," Sabine assured her. "And I do want to keep in contact."

"Me too." Lana managed a smile for her.

Then something slithered out of sight in the corner of her eye.

"Right." She stopped and stared at the mirror. "If there's something in there, you can come right out and fight us!" she dared it.

"I hate these things," Sabine muttered, already pulling her blaster.

Did it matter that she knew what would probably happen? No.

Lana didn't know, either, but she was tired of being watched with no way of retaliating, so she was damn well going to try to draw out whatever it was.

At first there was nothing but her own reflection. Then, like a shadow, there was something behind it. Almost her, but not quite. As it got clearer, it got darker, too. Everything she hated about the Sith like Harkun was reflected in it - the coldness, the unchecked rage, the sheer psychopathy.

Lana gripped her lightsaber tightly and used her fear and nausea to strengthen herself. "Go away," she told it firmly. "I want nothing to do with you, and you can stop stalking us now."

"What is this?" Sabine asked quietly.

She'd be lying if it didn't freak her out a little, even if she wasn't going to show it. It was Lana, but it wasn't, but it seemed to be?

"Not me," Lana answered firmly. "And it can go away." She sliced through the mirror again. When it reformed, that other...thing was still there, and grinning, it stepped out of the mirror and lunged. Lana met it with her saber.

Would it help if Sabine stepped to the side to try and shoot the thing in the leg without hitting Lana? She'd try it.

The thing would snarl and turn on Sabine, but Lana lunged with her lightsaber, forcing it to turn back to her and fight. It was about as good as she was, which she supposed she should expect, but she did her best to fight back and try to turn it with its back toward Sabine.

Sabine moved along with them, doing her best to get behind the thing, then fired off a clean shot.

The Lana-shaped thing snarled, going down to one knee, and Lana finished it off with a lightsaber to the head.

"Thanks." She nodded to Sabine. "I officially hate these even more now."

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