(Yet another attempt at a collaborative story that won't fizzle out. )
The Battle of Geonosis was considered a success, from a military standpoint. But the Jedi Council knew better. The galaxy was slipping into darkness.
Kit Fisto, however, was not on the Council. This had been his first chance to kick serious butt on a major scale. This made him happy.
And there were gorgeous Jedi women to see it all go down. This made him even happier. He smiled.
The sound of a group of ladies sighing broke him from his daze. He had to use the power of his mighty grin wisely. Aayla Secura, Luminara Unduli, Bariss Offee, Bultar Swan, and the young Padawan they knew only as "Hiyah Girl" were sitting nearby, enraptured by his romantic powers, gazing longingly at his totally ripped pecs.
"Sorry, ladies," he said, flashing a smaller grin to snap them from their reveries. "I'd love to stay and chat, but the Council has sent me on to the next battlefield!"
"Where will you go?" asked Bultar.
"Will we see you again?" whined Hiyah Girl.
"Does Oppo Rancisis smell like last week's bantha poodoo?" he said. "I'm off to an undercover assignment on the world of Vegasooine, where I'm told the Confederacy has gained a foothold."
"Vegasooine?" sighed Aayla. "That's like a vacation. We never get cool assignments like that!"
"Aww, you don't think I'd go without my little Blueberry Muffin, did you, baby?" Kit grinned widely for Aayla. "I need a partner on this mission. But we've got to get going, and quickly!"
Kit aided Aayla into the tiger-striped seats of his convertible Jedi Starfighter and the two lifted into the sky.
Before they could go into hyperspace, though, Aayla shouted, "Kit! Off to starboard! Is it. . . ?"
"I should've known," said Kit, sneering. "Geonosis is the perfect world to run afoul of my old enemy. . . .