Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Kit Cloudkicker]

With her good leg, Shal kicks straight up at the hand holding the dracon beam as hard as she can.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

*his eyes widen as he sees Breek lunge at him*  <Breek, stop!!  We used to be friends!  He's controlling you...>  *with no more time left, he manifests a null-time stasis field around Breek, unsure as to whether it will stop him or not, being as he is all too obviously a spawn of Crayak at this point.  A being with as much potential as the Ellimist and certainly one who could modify time-space, the question was was he paying attention to Breek.  If he was, doom would be almost certain for all of them.*

<Myitt!  Shal!>

[Breekan1]

The space time null manifested itself around Breek. Rapidly, his red eyes expanded, enveloping him like bleeding dough. Black gears jutted out from the mass asymmetrically, adorned with spikes and horrors. He grew large, impossibly large, consuming everything one could see. Breekan was space, and his placeless screaming the background noise of the Universe.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal stares horrified at the changes happening to Breekan. She gags, then vomits.

[Myitt]

Shal's leg knicks her Dracon but doesn't quite knock it out of her hands.  As Myitt is about to yell something scathing back at her strangely belligerent friend, Breekan metamorphoses into a massive, eldritch pan-dimensional horror.  She gapes at him and doesn't really notice that she's dropped her Dracon, anyway.  Something shifts in her shared mind and she starts to feel...extremely unwell, in front of this madness Breekan has become. 

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

*Ossanlin's eyes widen as Breek indeed overcomes the null-time field, just as he'd feared.  The delay gives him enough time to pick Keirdan up and gallop over to Myitt and Jess, his blade still pressed gently against the child's throat.*

<It's time to talk Shal, what do we do now?  The darkness is here and now, I can feel it with every silver hair on my body.  You're the only one who knows what we're truly up against, and you're the only one who can decide upon a correct course of action.  My powers are weakening, I can't pull any of us into the time-stream, I need to recover.  So what is to be done?>

*keeps both stalk eyes on the monstrosity of Breek while holding his main eyes on Shal*

[Myitt]

Myitt points up at Breekan.  "What...what..." she stammers, in Yeerkish, not really noticing. 

<The gun!  Snap out of it!>

She starts and looks down at the ground, crouching and picking up her weapon with her good hand and standing up, nearly falling over.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shalner looks up at Ossanlin. "Give him to me. Now." She holds her hands out to take Keirdan. "I need....I need your Dracon, Myitt." Her arms tremble slightly, and her face turns a slight shade of green.

[Myitt]

Myitt turns and blinks at Shal, looking down at the weapon.  "Why?" she asks, still speaking in her old language.  Her face still hurt.  That kept her grounded in reality, at least a little.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal opens and closes her mouth a few times before looking Myitt in the eyes. "Because the alternative is me trying to break the kid's neck, and I don't think my hands are strong enough."

[Breekan1]

Everything ripples. Breekan disappears, and the area around the Space Bar returns to normal. He reappears on the ground, with longer hair and different clothes. He seems larger. He wears what appear to be... Pokeballs? strapped to his belt.

"hey guys sup? i'm B1." He offers to shake hands with Shal and Ossanlin.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal stares up at "Breekan", nostrils flaring. She lunges at Ossanlin, tackling Keirdan out from under him and landing in a tangled heap on the ground. She struggles to stand on her one foot, the kid tucked under her arm. She screams at Myitt "GIVE ME YOUR GODDAMN DRACON NOW!" Her face has changed from an unpleasant green, to a ashen white.

[Breekan1]

Breekan pauses for a moment, his eyes slightly dead. Something clicks audibly from inside his head.

"lol," he replies.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

*surrenders the child to Shal, not like he was given much choice in the matter.  He looks back at "Breek" and his eyes widen in astonishment.  Even with his silver-blade senses, he is unable to fathom what is happening or has transpired.  His tail swishes back and forth through the air, a habit that he displays when deep in thought.  He tries to extend his awareness to determine Breek's true nature, but is unable to do so.  This was bigger than andalites vs. yeerks, this was bigger than the whole war, this was fate of the Universe stuff, and Ossanlin was unable to truly wrap his mind around it.*

<What is going on?!>  *he broadcasts a broad-wave thought-speech, unable to bring himself to shake Breek's hand until he's sure of his nature.*

[Myitt]

Myitt looks back down at the weapon.  She looks back up at Shal.  "Just don't ever hit me again, alright?" She hands Shal the weapon, then reaches in her pockets, feeling for the tiny handful of detonators, and a pocketknife. 

Just in case.

She glances over at Breekan.  The cloud over her mind has passed, but this...this wasn't Breekan.  This was...

<Pokeballs?> Tara wonders.  <What in the Christ...>