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kitchen she had left. He made himself some toast and sat surveying the mess that had once been his tidy kitchen. Almost an hour later, his kitchen now returned to a semblance of normality, he put on his boots and walked up to the ridge overlooking the crash site. He found her busy working on her ship. She glanced up for a moment before returning to her work. He left her to it and went for a walk.  
    When he got back, she was standing in the hall, hands on her hips and face flushed. She didn’t wait until he had shut the door. “I did not give you permission to leave!” She paused as the computer translated the next sentence for her. “You will take me to one of your cities now! I wish to find out all I can.” She jabbed a finger at his chest emphasizing each word.
    Tristan gasped at her arrogance. “Screw You! You can forget it with an attitude like that!” He stepped past her and walked into the lounge.
    She followed him. “You inferior being, you will treat me correctly!”  
    Tristan spun round. “OK, keep talking that way and you can fuck off, you ungrateful bitch!”
    The computer translated, her face flushed red, mouth opened and shut, and she spluttered something in her own language then caught herself. “How…how dare you!”
    Tristan glanced out the window. It had started to rain; one of those miserable rains that lasts the rest of the day, with a cold wind. He took several paces towards her then stood balanced on the balls of his feet. “I dare, you - you bloody alien cow!”
    She backed away, clenching her fists. He sensed the vicious kick coming before she started to move. He dodged sideways, grabbed her foot at the top of her kick, and twisted. She landed flat on her back.
    “You will need to be faster than that to catch me, bitch!” This time Tristan emphasised the word ‘bitch’. She had given herself away by her strong emotion.  
    She rolled and pushed herself up. She swung at him again, but it was a feint; lightning fast she continued the spin going for his neck with the side of her outstretched hand. Every movement flashed in her mind a split second before she executed it. He caught her hand and twisted using her forward momentum against her. Again, she found herself on the floor.
    With fast fluid motionshe flipped herself up and round. then attacked with another sweeping kick, powerful enough to kill if it had landed. Again, she gave herself away, and Tristan sidestepped, caught her foot and, keeping her off balance, twisted her round and pushed her out the still open front door. She fell backwards down his steps into the mud of his rough drive. Tristan immediately slammed the door and locked it.
    “You can cool off in the rain!” he shouted. Clenching his fists he spun round to ensure all his windows was closed. With a sigh, he flung himself down in his lounge chair, smashing a fist down hard on the arm. “Fuck you!” he hissed between clenched teeth. He took a deep breath to still the pounding in his chest and rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hands.  
    He had never sworn at, or physically fought with a woman before. His father being old fashioned had brought his son up to be a gentleman. Still, she is… it is an alien it’s not the same is it? He shook his head; it still didn’t make it right . At that moment a gust of wind rattled rainagainst the lounge window. Tristan shivered then smiled. “Thank you English weather.”He busied himself lighting the fire .

    Aesia stood up. She tried to brush some of the brown wet mud from her clothes. The fabric was not waterproof, unlike her uniform. She shivered and cursed herself for being so stupid and taking it off.  
    This alien had the better of her.All of her attacks had been blocked with relative ease, and it had ignored her superiority. She, like the rest of her people, took their superiority over other races for granted, but this creature had badly shaken her belief.
    She stood outside the front door with water running down