Training is hard so sleep is of course needed for every bountyhunter either pupil or master in its art. The camps are poor but equally divided and not divided by rank. Every Mandalorian honours their kind by showing humility and honour to their partners so pupils are not humiliated by putting them in poorer camps.

Resei cut his hair.
It was now a bit shorter, but still a bit wild.
He did not want to be millitairy... completely, at leats!

Then he went to bed.
He noted that tomorrow he had to see Fett about thos money he owed Kalin!
And that was all he could think before he fell asleap...

Kayen eventually limped into the camp, his right ankle bloody and cut almost to the bone. He was clenching the Boma's tusks in his hand as he looked for Resei's tent, leaving the tusks on his cabinet as proof of his success. He left a small trail of blood as he turned and limped towards the infirmary.

After he reached the medical infirmary, Kayen laid on the bed and the medical droid started to stitch his ankle. Kayen laid there and tried to ignore the pain.

Resei sighed, and get out of bed. An ilness from **** had beaten him out for weeks! However, he still got paid. Things had happened when he had slept, and his Twi'lek... friend... had.... taken care of him... Some kind of Rebel feme, a certain 'Jin-ho', it seemed, had a rather good bounty on her head. Nearly all the bounty hunters was out hunting her, and some confusing news of people claiming the reward had run through the camp. It seemed she had been found or something. Feeling better now, he decided to go for a new mission. It would do good, and besides, now he could try his new starfighter for the first time!
He kissed Moirine goodbye, and went outside, for the first time in weeks.

When Resei went to pick up his armor and blaster to hunt down the Twi'lek, he thought of his own Twi'lek.
He smiled with the thought, and a faint thought saying that other one can wait was taking shape somewhere in his head when he suddenly faced the door to his room.
He smiled, and opened it.
And was shocked...

Before him, with Resei's own blaster, the red, male Twi'lek was facin Moirine, pointing both his gun and his limb at her...
He must have "smelled" his own race or something, Resei thought.
He also thought it was a good lot's a luck that he had arrived in time to stop what the male Twi'lek was obviously about to do.
The male Twi'lek had now turned around, facing Resei, and aiming at him.
"She is mine!" he yelled with an hysteric voice.
Good old Demagol had done a proper work with that one, Resei thought.
Then he acted.

In less time than it takes a mad, horny, male, red Twi'lek to pull the trigger (luckily), Resei had drawn his gun and shot twice.
He had never shot that fast and good before.
The first shot had crushed the Twi'leks limb (auch!) and made him faint, and the second had crushed his right arm.
Then Moirine came running towards him, and threw her arms around his neck, shaking.
"It's all right, nothing happened that should not have happened." He comforted her.
For a long time she clung to him, and he patted her head.
Then she calmed, and went back to the tidying the room.
There was more blood and gore to be cleaned, and she had just gotten away the last remnants of the Boma head...

Resei dragged the red, male Twi'lek to the interrogation chamber, chortling evily...

Twi blinks an eye... "HuH?" as she looks around she finds herself in the sleeping quarters. "Hmm. looks like i have slept for some time" she murmur as she rise and lots of dust starts peeling of the thick layer on her skin. "Boba must be mad with rage bot me falling to sleep while waiting for him to speak.." Twi turns to look for some clothes as the ones she is wearing now are quite ruined by ... age? "Hello? HELLO! anybody here who can tell my why it looks like i have been lying here for a YEAR!?" No one shouts back. Twi goes over to take a shower and redress.

(Im BACK! (again) XD)

[Rasha's Training]

Rasha arrived at her new sleeping quarters in the Mandalorian camps exhausted and covered in bruises. The unarmed combat training, was, as her initial introduction to it had made her suspect, quite brutal. And she had more of it coming the next day, in addition to starting weapons training.

Too tired to take much heed of the 'quality' of he new 'home,' Rasha collapsed onto her cot and was soon fast asleep.

[Rasha's Training]