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physical shell, not the psychic imprint.”
    “Is the imprint so important?”
    “When you are walking through a room full of psychics, yes.”
    “Tell me about what you did and how you did it. I need to know what you require to become a truly effective specialist, though for my opinion, you could do it right now and probably do amazing work.”
    Amly resumed her normal features. “I want to do outstanding work. I want to be the best that I can be, and for that, I need training. Will you help me to find ways to obtain the information I need to be the best I can be?”
    Equilar raised her teacup in a salute. “I can help you there. Be here tomorrow morning at ten and the species etiquette will commence. I will arrange the tech training.”
    Amly perked up, “Really?”
    “Really. I even have a few tests in mind to work on your precision and adaptation skills.” Equilar inclined her head. “Tomorrow morning, Miss Hyde.”
    “Thank you, Equilar. Tomorrow morning it is.”
    Amly got to her feet and left the room with her heart tripping with excitement. She walked down to the common room and got herself a cup of tea. She sat and looked out at the gardens, letting the joy she felt leak out of her soul and into the world around her.
    It was a very solid start to her new life with the Citadel.
     
    When Keezik came to retrieve her, she had finished her tea and was eager for action. He caught on to her mood and took her to the gym.
    “Come on, you need to learn to burn off your extra energy. If you are not going into battle, you are going to need an outlet. The combat trainer is the best bet for a partner. It will increase difficulty as you increase your capabilities.”
    Amly watched dutifully as he showed her how to set up the program, and then, she shifted her clothing into a booted bodysuit and stepped into the ring.
    A woman appeared across from her, and she blinked as she recognized herself, blue hair and all. The other woman came toward her, and to her surprise, she struck her in the jaw.
    Amly staggered back and blinked. “Right. Well, at least this is a fair fight.”
    She struck out at her opponent and the fight was on.
    The flailing punches tired her out, but she wasn’t done. She continued until she had beaten the projection to the ground.
    When she knelt on her own chest and slammed her fist into her own face one final time, the projection disappeared.
    A group of watchers had gathered around the fighting platform, and she inclined her head toward them with her eye swollen and her knuckles covered with blood.
    The expression on Keezik’s face could only be described as appalled. “Are you all right?”
    “I think I need to fix a few things, but otherwise, I am fine.” She inhaled, fixed the damage to her body and exhaled slowly as she resumed her normal appearance.
    She smiled brightly. “There, all fixed. Is it dinner time yet?”
    He nodded weakly. “It is.”
    “Good. Wekiat will be waiting for me. I look forward to hearing about her adventures.”
    “Yes, and I am looking forward to asking you a few questions.”
    There was an undercurrent of tension in his voice that concerned her, but she was unable to ask him what he wanted to know until they were on the main floor and in the common room with trays of food.
    Wekiat waved them over and she grinned at them as they settled in.
    “I was afraid you weren’t coming.”
    Amly smiled, “I got sidetracked with a fight simulation.”
    Keezik blinked. “You could say that. You fought for three hours, and in the end, your punching force was close to two tons of pressure, as was that of the simulator.”
    “I don’t know what that means.”
    Wekiat blinked and filled her in. “It means you can punch at stone and eventually make it through. If you could repair your body with every strike, there would be no end to the strength you could pile into your limbs.”
    Amly blushed. “Ah. Yes, that would be bizarre.” She bent her head and prodded at her