Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne watches the strange priest leave, then turns her attention to Trey. Her eyes focus on the small disk, and she frowns. "So... what exactly are you wanting my help with?" she asks, returning her gaze to him.


When Myitt returns, Tora is still outside, although she has evidently entered her ship several other times while Myitt was gone: there is now a small pile of mechanical parts and pieces littering the ground around her feet. "I salvaged a bit of the computer," she tells her. "I doubt it will be immediately helpful, but perhaps...?" she shrugs. "Unfortunately," the morphed Andalite goes on, "I have not solved our containment issue."

[Terenia]

"I...I'm not..." Trey hesitates, then continues on in a rush. "Look, my ship is not exactly in prime condition right now. I can't do this from here. I can't just start a rebellion in this tiny bar in the middle of nowhere, especially when no one here is from my time. I need to go back. I need to find the Homeworld, or go back to Earth and set something up. I can't stay here, though. Besides," Trey gestures to his rapidly growing collection of bandages, "I don't think this place likes me very much."


Terenia slows when the bar comes into view, getting the distinct feeling that she is being watched; really not an entirely unusual sensation in this place. Her stalk eyes pan through her surroundings, until they pick out the slightest of movements. Someone is following her. She comes to a complete stop, waiting.

<What do you want?> she asks of what appears, from a distance, to be a normal human male.

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne feels a rush of mixed pity and compassion for Trey, and she presses her lips together in a small smile. "I'm a decent mechanic, but I don't think I can repair your ship. You'd be better off getting a new one, or finding someone to go with you. So, I know it's early yet, but what are your plans if you end up on Earth or the Homeworld?" She gestures back towards her ship. "Wanna sit and talk about it a little while?"

[Chad32]

Fredrick stepped out from the shadows, with his hypnotic eye activated, attempting to compel her to focus on him, and zone out everything else. "My name is Fredrick. I'm new here, and wanted to meet new people. I'm interested in meeting you as well. What is your name? Also, what exactly are you, my dear?"

[Terenia]

Terenia is hardly in the mood for small talk, and the look she gives Fredrick clearly indicates as much (or at least it would if you are accustomed to reading Andalite expressions).

<My name is Terenia,> she responds, surprised she is bothering to humor him with that much information. <And I am many things, but the creature you see before you is an Andalite. And you? What are you?> He does appear to be human, but Terenia knows far too well that in this place looks are rather deceiving.

[Chad32]

He noted that she didn't seem enraptured in him. Maybe his hypnosis wouldn't work too well on an Andalite. Oh well. Fredrick would wing it. Just being near her made it hard to resist jumping at the chance for a feed.

"I am a spiritual being that is not a true Human. I help people, and bring them into my way of life." He said. "You seem very troubled. There is a dark and twisted air about you."

[Terenia]

Trey looks surprised, but ducks his head, nodding slightly. He really has no answer to Elayne's questions. She knows, though, he reminds himself. Elayne has done this before. She will have answers.


<Gee, thanks,> Terenia says dryly. <You really know how to compliment a girl. Yes, I am troubled, but I highly doubt that there is anything you can do to help me.> She looks the 'human' up and down, noting that it is oddly hard for her to look away from his gaze with her main eyes.

<Besides,> she adds, <I have been at this wretched bar long enough to know that spiritual beings are not to be trusted.>

[Chad32]

Fredrick stepped closer to her, sparing a glance to the weapon at the end of her tail. He estimated the reach on it, and made a mental note of not coming within that reach. "Oh, but there's an exception to every rule, and I'm good at alleviating a person's pain. Just let me get to know you, and I'll work my magic." He said.

As he got close to her, he could taste her aura. He breathed a bit of it in, enjoying it. However, he maintained control of himself and worked on weakening her mentally. He wanted her vulnerable before he had "dessert".

[Terenia]

Terenia's laugh is low and humorless. <I think your problem, spirit, is in assuming that I want someone to alleviate my pain.>

If this spirit being was truly attempting to help, he was failing miserably. He had distracted her from her original intention of returning to the bar and now that he had engaged her in conversation the anger she had felt towards the soldiers was dissipating. This left behind only the bone-crushing grief that she had been trying so desperately to avoid. The only solution, Terenia realizes, is to direct her anger elsewhere.

<Leave me alone,> Terenia says harshly, shaking herself from her stupor and taking a step backwards. At the same time she brings her tail up into a battle stance. She does not know how much damage a blade will do against a spirit, but she is willing to find out, if necessary. At the same time, though, she finds it a bit difficult to raise her blade. Almost as if her mind is moving through molasses. She wants to be angry at him for interrupting her, but it is as though her brain is getting a fuzzy signal. Not good. If she does not have her anger, she is entirely vulnerable.

[Chad32]

"Don't worry little girl. When I'm done, you won't be feeling anything I don't want you to feel." Fredrick said. He opened his mouth, showing sharp fangs. His face started taking on a slightly more demonic look. He was looking more dead and predatory now. Not just something that looked creepy, but something that looked dangerous. He took a deep breath, inhaling her energy, and his eyes widened in an attempt to engulf her mind. He grew stronger, and his negative energy was becoming palpable.

[Terenia]

Terenia had, almost unconsciously, been moving towards Fredrick. Now, though, she stops in her tracks. It is not the sudden twisting of his features, nor the piercing, dangerous looking fangs that stop her. No, it is his words. They hit her like a smack in the face and all of a sudden the anger that had drained from her comes rushing back in.

<"Little girl"?> she repeats, her voice tinged with poison. She reverses directions, moving backwards. As she does so, she notices for the first time an odd silence in her head.

<<Efaen?>> Terenia prods.

<<Perhaps he can help,>> she says, sounding a little wistful - almost sleepy. Now that she thinks about it, Efaen's entire body feels a bit lethargic. Not surprising, considering the recent morph, and the battle before that, and the morph before that, and the....jeez, how long has she gone since she last slept? Terenia's fury hiccups again, distracted by a combination of her own thoughts and Efaen's odd silence.

[Chad32]

Fredrick moved closer as she tried to back away. He strted reaching with one hand for her tail, knowing he would need to hold it back when he went for the bite. He also reached for her shoulder with the other hand. This would hopefully go off with no distractions, and before he killed her he would warp her mind to his will. He had not yet taken an Andalite as his minion before, though she was young. Her and Artemis could be his slaves, and some of the others could sacrifice their souls to his God.

[Myitt]

Myitt frowns, squatting down by the pile of mechanical bits.  She sorts through them, turning a flat black disc in her hands.  

"Information core might still be in good shape," she says, chewing on her lip.  "We'll have to wait and see."  She sighs and stands up, pocketing the core disc and stooping to pick up a few more singed black pieces.

"As for the containment," she continues, stuffing a big black metal cube under her arm, "the ship needs to be destroyed.  If a few wrecks get singed, that shouldn't be a problem.  I'm more concerned about the trees.  Setting this whole place on fire is not what I had in mind."  

Unceremoniously dumping the devices onto one of the mag levs, she turns to Tora, setting her hands on her hips.  

"I guess there's nothing for it," she says with a shrug.

[Terenia]

It turns out to be Andalite instinct that saves her. No Andalite likes being touched, but touching an Andalite's tail is absolutely unheard of. It is enough to jerk Efaen out of her stupor, which allows Terenia time to realize what is happening. She does not even bother whipping her tail forward - in all honesty, she does not know if she would be able to. Instead she scampers backwards, her hooves skidding and throwing up bits of gravel. As soon as there is a safe distance between the two of them she fixes him with a cold glare.

<I do not think I require your services,> she says, turning to walk away. She makes it a few paces before the exhaustion hits her full force. She almost staggers, but sheer force of will allows her to remain moving. Her body is responding slowly, but it is responding. She feels almost as though she is drunk; an odd feeling to experience in Andalite form.

[Chad32]

Fredrick pulls out his whip, which gives off a strange hissing sound. Almost as if it is alive. "You will be converted! You will be the first denizen of this place to feel the embrace of The One!" He says, and whips his whip forward with intent to lash her backside. The whip wasn't poisonous like a snake, though it did seem to have a mind of its own. Fredrick's cape also billowed out like bat wings, making his appearance even more sinister.