Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Kevlin chuckles. "I'll admit to being a smart mouth. Between Dara's picking fights and my being a smart aleck we could be more trouble than you."

[warren_bearclaw]

Charlotte exhales, unaware that she'd been holding her breath. She makes a mental note to give Terenia a wide berth from now on. Carson whistled, "Boy, did you have us worried there. We thought you were a goner."

[Terenia]

"Corliss!" Terenia scoots even closer, using her fingers to wipe some of the blood from his face. "It's alright, Corliss, I'm here. You've got a nasty gash, but from what I can tell that's it. You'll be fine. How are you feeling?"

Terenia tries to force her body to calm down, but she feels as though she has guzzled a barrel of caffeine. Adrenaline is shooting through her, making her jumpy, and the relief that she feels at Corliss waking up is only fueling the feeling.

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem turned to Myitt and smiled. "Just returning the help you gave me with that... with Mar." He chuckled and shook his head, "I think I prefer circumstances like these to the ones where we're shooting at each other." He was trying to convey his appreciation of their apparent newfound friendship, but he couldn't bring himself to just say it outright.

After a moment's hesitation, he said, "If we meet again, let's not fall back into that." With another nod to Tora, he turned and began walking towards the bar.

***

When the fight broke out in the bar, Al sat and watched, trying to stay out of the way. When everyone he was playing poker with seemed to lose interest, he sighed, rose, walked to the bar, and ordered an Irish Ale. The game and the company were getting him in the mood for Earth entertainment. He sat back down at the table and continued to watch.

[Stephquiem]

Fiona shrugs. "Beyond the physical, it's fairly rare that I see anything remotely like myself." She smiles. "Although I have seen the effect a belief in demons. An exorcism is an interesting experience." She rolls her eyes. "I've made an effort to act as closely to my host's personality when around their family and friends. Otherwise I just end up with a dead host." She shrugs. "Of course, this isn't 'Fiona's' personality. No reason to waste my time with that now."

[Myitt]

"Feels like a bloody freight train hit me 'ead."  Mike again.  Corliss takes control and squints his eyes open, staring up at the ceiling.  "Ughh...it's not so good in here..."  

His gaze moves painfully to Terenia.  

"You're all right, then?" he asks, wincing at the stab of pain from the bright overhead light.

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Myitt grins at Salem.  "Yeah, well.  If we do meet again, I hope we trade words rather than shots, too."

She watches him walk off, and nods at Tora.  

"You ready to go, kid?"

[Terenia]

"I'm fine," Terenia says, though her voice is still somewhat hollow. She lifts the ice pack to examine his wound briefly before replacing it. "We need to seal this cut up and stop things from swelling any more. 'Giant welt' isn't your best look."

[Chad32]

"So Corliss. You've got one Yeerk in love with you, but your host threatened to kill you if you touch her again. That relationship's going to be interesting. Where do you get off shooting me, though? If I was going to kill Efaen, she'd be dead."

Claxter resumed his place next to the bar now that things had calmed down. Obviously Terenia was in control now, so he didn't expect to get an opportunity to speak to Efaen anymore.

[Myitt]

Corliss laughs weakly.

"Besides," he says faintly, "how embarrassing would it be...if we were killed by a bloody chair?"  He pauses, refusing to turn his head to look at Temrash.  "He's right, you know.  I don't want to cause Efaen any more emotional turmoil.  Ohh..."  He gasps at a sharp stab of pain through his skull.  "Bad.  Not good."

[KitsuneMarie]

Tora watches Salem's retreating form a moment before turning her eyes on Myitt. "Yes," she responds. "I can meet you here shortly, if you have business to which you must attend while I destruct my ship." Giving a smile, she adds, "Of course, I would not turn away your company or assistance, either."

Her arms swing backwards, attempting to slip her hands into jean pockets, only to realize she is still only wearing her morphing outfit. "Myitt, may I borrow a pair of your clothes once we reach the Base? Mine were destroyed in the engine fire."

[Myitt]

Myitt hops down the ramp.

"Let's leave the heat on, and I'll help you with your ship," she says, stepping onto the soft soil.  "Computer, ramp retraction, close exterior hatch."

The ramp sinks back into the hatchway's threshold while the ship seals itself up.  The fighter sits there uncloaked, like a crouched and angry insect.

"Jeez, Tora," Myitt says slyly.  "If you keep borrowing Tara's clothes, we're going to have to make another dumpster run at Hot Topic.  You know that makes me really feel the existential angst of our lot in life."

[Midnight_Huntress]

Silver did one last stance. She used the battle staff to leap into the air flipping over into a crouch with one leg extended to the side. She panted for breath her eyes unfocused but determined. It was then she seen Rayker. She stood givibg the battle staff a spin before resting it like a walking stick. She placed a hand to her hip as her body relaxed gradually. "Enjoying yourself?" She asked as ahe realized he had been watching her stances.

[KitsuneMarie]

With a smirk, Tora ****s her head at Myitt. "Are you suggesting we should make another trip to Earth in the near future? I think the freedom at the Bar is... what is the expression? Going to your head?" Traveling back to Earth with Myitt certainly did sound appealing, but so did returning home.

She turns and begins to walk in the direction of her ruined ship, glad for her friend's help.

[Myitt]

"Perhaps not the near future," Myitt grumbles as they walk along.  She sighs.  "I'm exhausted.  It'll be nice to go home...the new digs are still being set up, but it's better than here.  Sometimes I wonder why I come here at all; it's hardly a relaxing place." 

Shrugging, she adds, "Perhaps I can't relax unless I'm stressed."

[warren_bearclaw]

"You're very good at that." Rayker said in response, still somewhat absent-minded. "Someone must have taught you well. And I have to admit... it's quite fascinating watching the light show you were putting on, too." Lennan caught up and stopped a short distance behind his superior. Rayker continued, "I was just enjoying the fresh air, taking a breather from all the craziness of this place. Sorry to disturb you."
Mike seemed to be recovering alright, and Terenia seemed to be in control... or at least not paying much attention to Charlie right now. Temrash and Kevlin were chatting, and the rest of the bar seemed to be pulling itself back to normal. Charlotte stood and stretched, and took her seat at the table. "Who's bet was it again?" The others took a little while longer to get over the lingering feel of confusion and adrenaline. Carson shook his head at Charlie as he and Tony took their seats as well.
Jackson searched for a while outside. Where was Rayker? "SARGE? LENNAN?" he calls. He walks back over to Morgan and his crew. "Has anyone here seen two guys in uniforms like mine? I think that Lennan was working with you and your guys earlier...."