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[Chad32]

"Wllowed to remain in here?" Temrash asked. "This is my ship. You do know where you are, right Corliss?" Temrash asked from the other room. If Corliss was confused about where he was, it could be a sign of deeper neurological damage. "And are you actually more worried about me than the person who threatened your life?"

Fredrick waited outside the ship, still channeling energy towards the injured person. There should be a change in his aura as he begins to feel better. Fredrick was reasonably certain that his energy wasn't being blocked by the ship, what with the hatch still being open.

[Myitt]

"Terenia has never threatened my life," Corliss says flatly.  "I'm surprised you could hear me muttering in here.  Is this your ship?  It's unusual for Yeerk design...well.  I do thank you for allowing use of your equipment.  Just do me a favor: Don't ever interfere in my personal business again."

Still staring up at the ceiling, he adds gratingly, "And if you attempt to harm Terenia again, you'll have me to answer to."

[Chad32]

"Fine." Temrash said. He tried not to let anyone know, but he felt a little hurt at that. Trying to defend a guy, and getting no appreciation. Why did he even care about that demented...whatever she was, anyway?

[Gaz]

Morgan was briefly started by Silver's appearance; he had been absorbed in what he was doing.

He took a step back to observe what he'd managed to get done and gave a nod.

"I sure would appreciate an extra set of hands," he said, "this thing is being especially stubborn. Got too busy to manage repairs lately and it's startin' to show"

[Terenia]

"I can take care of myself you know," Terenia says, hiding her pleasure at Corliss' protection. She casts a backwards glance towards the bridge, where Temrash is sitting before lowering her voice slightly. "I am sorry, you know...about what Efaen said and...yeah. I probably shouldn't have let her take control. It was just..." she sighs, raising a hand to rub her forehead before finishing. "Easier. It was easier..."

[BaronConall]

I stop for a moment, considering.

"Actually, before we get into all that, maybe I should know your name?" I pour a shot and offer it to the woman, "I'm Pariah. I guess you could call me a Jack of All Trades. Or a Master of All Trades, should I meet the right people." I grimace at that particular memory.

"So what do you go by? Do you work out here or are you some sort of Universal Tourist?" From the looks of her, she's more likely to be a biker or a pirate.

[Midnight_Huntress]

"Maybe your hands are too big." She teased lightly with a soft giggle. "Tell me what you're doing and I'll help anyway I can. I'm not much of a grease monkey but I'm a damned good listener." She smiled. She placed the battle staff after collapsing it back into her boot and took the jacket off leaving her vest on. This revealed the new markings and tattoos she had recently acquired. Wrapping around her wrists like bracelets and up her arms disappearing over her shoulders and onto her back within her vest top. She momentarily forgot about them until she reached for the piece.

[Gaz]

Gaz thought for a moment and accepted the offered drink.

"I'm called Gaz," she replied, "I suppose I could be considered a pirate by some. We do a fair bit of dealing and smuggling."

Outside, Morgan chuckled at Silver's comment and was close to laughing out loud.

"You're probably right," he admitted in good humor. "I think what you can do is grab one of those--" he indicated a tool on the portable work table, "and check out some of these connections. The hatchway has been acting up recently and I'm guessing it might be a loose connection or a bad circuit. So far I haven't been able to locate it, and maybe a more slender pair of hands has been what I've needed."

Morgan was trying to avoid talking about how it was usually Fletcher who took care of this job and how his hands were much smaller. At least smaller than Morgan's were at present. He glanced over at Silver and saw the new markings. He reached out and gently touched one of her forearms.

"Those are new," he commented.

[KitsuneMarie]

"It's possible," Tora allows, although her tone is dubious. She approaches the ship and commands the door open, which causes the old Bug to cough out a new plume of smoke. "Truly abhorrent smell," she mutters, pinching her nose as she darts in the door to rescue the canned goods.

[Chad32]

As Fredrick loitered around Temrash's ship, he picked up on more people. He decided to check them out, and went over there. It was a female Human, and a male Human with a bandage. Neither of them seemed to have dramatic turmoil like the woman in the ship did, but what the hell?

"Greetings. My name is Fredrick. I just arrived at this strange place, and I've been attempting to meet new people here. May I have your names?" he asked as he approached. The female's aura seemed to have mixed with the aura of the other Dark One, though she obviously still had her soul. If he was working to take her, then Fredrick might supply a little friendly competition.

[Midnight_Huntress]

She gave a slight frown. "It happens every year. Something new comes whether a mark or power. I was working on my phases when they appeared. If I felt it right it goes all the way to my lower back." She said. She knew she had been taken from the CG before her testing was donw but she couldn't take this every year surprise anymore. She grabbed the tool and reached in easily bending into the space to find te connections. She went through and tested them one by one. Finally one sparked and caught her finger sending a shock through her hand. She pulled out quickly shaking her hand and muttered a curse. She stuck her finger in her mouth and mumbled "Found it." Around her finger. She pointed out the bad connection to her father.

[Myitt]

"It's all right," says Corliss.  "Perhaps it is for the best, you know.  Efaen has every right to have a say in what happens to her own body.  I can certainly understand that she's upset."  A coy smile plays on his face.  "You'd better not touch me, though.  She's sworn to kill me if we come in contact."

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Myitt steps up the ramp, covering her mouth with her elbow and coughing.

"Boy, you aren't kidding," she says hoarsely, wiping her stinging eyes as she follows Tora into the smoking cabin.  She steps into the cramped storage space, squatting and lifting a cardboard flat of canned vegetables.

"Urgh," she grunts, starting to complain about how Tara's back will not appreciate this in the morning, but it dissolves into another fit of coughing.

[BaronConall]

Pirate, huh? Maybe I'll take advantage of this vacation. For all I know, I could just return to when I left.

"A trans-universal smuggling ring, huh? Maybe we might be able to help each other. I'm looking for something. Something that doesn't exist where I'm from. I could always reimburse you with labour. I'm what you could call a smugglers best friend."

[Terenia]

A small laugh escapes Terenia, followed immediately by a look of such shock that it is almost comical. Her eyes grow wide and she claps a hand over her mouth, as though she had uttered an obscenity rather than a sound of joy. When she lowers her hand she has worked her expression back into one of relative stoicness.

"I won't touch you," she promises, more for Efaen's benefit than Corliss'. She casts her mind back over the most recent events of the bar, wondering how she could possibly be enjoying her conversation right now. Perhaps I am in denial, she thinks. It will all come crashing in on me eventually. Or maybe I've finally lost it completely. Maybe that barfight was just enough to push me over the edge and I'm completely crazy now. How else could I be laughing after bringing about so much pain?


The newcomer startles Trey and he jumps slightly. When he makes out the man - or what appears to be a man - he relaxes slightly, his look of surprise settling into one of discomfort. He had hoped to speak with Elayne alone. His plans weren't exactly a secret, but he still did not want to talk about them in front of a complete stranger. Regardless, he made an effort to be friendly, giving the man a cautious smile.

"I'm Trey," he offered. "Who are you?"

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin looks around at Temrash and then back to Corliss and Terenia.  <Efaen threatened you and Temrash defended against a thread Corliss.  But neither was the one who caused your injuries.  There were some strange humans in the bar...they used some sort of concussion weapons from the feel of the force.  That would certainly cause an outward explosion.  They are the ones who caused harm, yet you are angry at each other...strange that those who actually did harm are the ones who are forgotten.>  Ossanlin shakes his head.  He would have to demorph soon.