Matt closed his eyes in concentration.  "He... no.  She.  It was a female. 
Bipedal hominid."  A bit more thought.  "With a helluva roundhouse kick." 
His hand went to his temple and massaged it as the pain came flooding back. 
*That* came back without any difficulty at all.

"Do you know of any reason why this woman might have wanted to attack the
Admiral?"

Matt concentrated some more.  "It wasn't like she was overly conversant," he told her.  "But from her bearing - or at least the impression I'm left of her bearing - and the way she put me down so quickly... I'd have to say she was a professional."
 
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RJ Ferrance, DC, MD
Combined Internal Med/Pediatrics Chief Resident
Medical College of Virginia Hospitals
Richmond, VA 23298
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