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[Terenia]

<Hey!> Terenia cries in alarm, scurrying away from the whip as fast as she is able. A whip moves faster than even an Andalite tail, though, and it manages to draw a deep gash along her right shoulder bone. She cries out wordlessly at the pain and turns to face her foe. Unconsciously her hands reach for her Shredders, but they only pat air. Her holster is still lying on the floor of Corliss' ship.

<Dammit, this is not my day,> Terenia says to herself, assuming a battle stance. She eyes the whip warily, well aware of the fact that she cannot stop it from hitting her, only parry and block it from hitting anything vital.

<I follow no god, spirit,> Terenia says to Fredrick. She shifts her stance slightly, wincing as dark blue blood trickles down her back. <Leave me alone. Pick your battles with someone more willing.>

[Chad32]

Fredrick tried subduing her tail again, using the whip this time. He needed to tie her down before she made it to the safety of the bar. Any time she made eye contact with him, he would try to continue attacking her mentally. If he could restrain her, he may be able to drag her deeper into the woods to have her alone long enough to warp her mind. That could take a few hours to a few days, depending on her mental state.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin pats Corliss' shoulder.  <We may have had our differences Corliss, but maybe we simply started off on the wrong hoof.  You are Myitt's brother and Myitt is one of my best friends, perhaps we can be friends as well.  I think...I think Terenia needs you.  I wronged her in bringing her sister here and then presenting her like a trussed virelek.  I cannot see a way to make it right.  Perhaps you can help her...>  Ossanlin shakes his head, looking towards the ****pit.  <I am nearing the limit of my time in morph, I need to demorph.  Are you...comfortable.. .with being in the ship alone with Temrash?  I will be right outside...but I must demorph, I will stay on the ramp.>

Ossanlin walks out and glances at Temrash.  <I need to demorph Temrash, I'll be back in a moment.>

Ossanlin quickly descends partway down the ramp and begins the demorphing process...he had pushed it to ten minutes...unwise in any circumstance.  His legs split as his back end balloons outward, tail growing a vicious blade.  His stalk-eyes sprout and his arms and chest slim down.  His hooves are encapsulated in keratin and the demorph is complete.  Ossanlin turns to trot back up the ramp when he notices Terenia near the bar and...something.  Was it Mar?  But no, Ossanlin knew Mar's energy, even in his normal state.  This was something else.  He sends a thought to Temrash and Corliss.  <Terenia's in trouble...I need to see what's happening.>

With that he gallops down the ramp toward the bar.  In the distance he can hear a hissing crack of a whip...unnaturally loud at this distance.  The creature was wielding the whip wickedly.  He saw a smattering of blood on Terenia's fur.  <Hey!  What are you doing?!  Stop!>  He sends in wideband loud enough for both the creature and Terenia to hear.

[RAFrukh]

Regally, it walked in. It's four legs held enviable power. The two eyes on top of it's head swiveled around, looking for danger. Finding none, it continued it's regal stride to the bar-counter.

Then it faced a dilemma...how to get on the stool.

<BARTENDER!!! Help your Helmacron overlord up onto this stool, or I'll have the Danger's Bane vaporize whatever brains you may have in that bloated head of yours!>

[Terenia]

The next blow from the whip is successful in hitting Terenia's tail, flaying open the skin and muscle underneath. She cries out again, and her tail falls limply to the ground, the muscles damaged enough that the slightest movement causes excruciating pain.

Morph, Terenia orders herself. But she hesitates. If she morphs she will be vulnerable for the two minutes that it takes to change forms. And what form does she have that is faster than that whip?

As she mentally moves through her morphing list she continues to backpedal, trying to put distance between herself and that infernal whip.

Bug, she realizes. If she is small, he cannot get at her.

[Chad32]

Fredrick smiled evilly as he was about to begin feeding. However he stopped when he heard a voice. No. Someone was coming from the direction of the ship. He couldn't look away from his prey, though, or she might escape. The other creature was distant. He'd still have time to drain a bit of blood, and maybe even kill him for interrupting Fredrick's meal. He made a hasty lunge for Terenia.

"What trouble?" Temrash asked. But Ossanlin was already bounding out the door. Should he even follow? Corliss would probably expect him to, but should he even care what Corliss thought anymore? After a few seconds, he got up anyway. "I'll go see what Ossanlin is talking about. I'll close the hatch. Don't let anyone in, Kevlin." He said. He exited the ship, and the hatch went up.

He followed behind Ossanlin, and noticed someone was fighting Terenia. A Human with a whip? Terenia should be able to handle herself. Yet she was injured, and he was advancing on her.

[RAFrukh]

The bartender looked around stupidly. Then he rolled his eyes, and just walked out and put his hand on the floor. I walked over, climbed his thumb, and said, <Alright you big cumbersome fool. Bring me up to the stool.>

He brought his hand up, and I climbed down, <Alright. You have my permission to leave.>

I looked around me. There were others around. They were good at hiding there emotions, but with my higher consciousness, I could tell: they were afraid. Afraid of me. Dyvinia Ku. I was so intimidating the couldn't even look me in the eyes!!! HAHA, fools! If I brought the Danger's Bane in now, they would have no idea what hit them, except in their last moments they would think: Helmacrons. We failed our overlords, so they shot us. Of course.

That was the beauty of being a Helmacron. Everyone knew you were a strong warrior, no matter how tall you were. The short lived Male revolution had not even cost us much. The proof was on the roof of this overcrowded shack –– my ship. Twice the size of the previous most powerful ship, the Planet Buster. With two times the armaments. I could fire from any direction I ordered.

It was great to be a Helmacron.

[Chad32]

Claxter made note of a small being that seemed very arrogant for one so small. He was lucky the bartender didn't just ignore him, though Claxter guesed taking orders was somewhat in the job description for a bartender. He said nothing to the creature, though. Perhaps he'd drown himself in a shot glass or something. The thought of that made him chuckle a little, though he knew he shouldn't. Maybe you had to be arrogant and pushy when you were that small just to survive.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I growled at the tiny idiot. <You should stop throwing your weight around when you don't have any.> John glanced at the Helmacron and went back to his drink.

Kevlin glanced out the door. "Some person just whipped Terenia." He says non-chalantly.

[RAFrukh]

<You should stop throwing your weight around when you don't have any.>, said the Terran pet. Only he obviously wasn't a pet, he was capable of thought-speak. He was probably a Human in morph.

<Well you shouldn't...if you don't...um...shut you mouth, foul Terran creature! I will not respect you with any counter-argument. You deserve none.>, I retorted.

I stared at what appeared to be an empty seat. But I knew better. I had heard of the Helmacrons. The smallest race in the galaxy with the biggest egos in the Universe. They made the Andalite military look humble.

"Helmacrons? Oh yes, the race we had to be told about, as you were to small to see. Please forgive us if we rammed your home-world in our ships ever. We didn't mean it –– we wouldn't even have known it."

<For your information, conceited being, we have a normal sized world!>, said the puny thing.

I turned to John and shrugged, "Now what? Our adventure seems to have stopped short."

After the two rude creatures had finished their insufferable taunting, I heard a chuckle coming from behind me.

<What are you laughing at peon?>

[Myitt]

Corliss nods at Ossanlin.  "Well, considering her host has forbidden me to touch her...I'll do the best I can from a safe distance," he says, smiling wryly. 

He watches Ossanlin step out into the cabin, and sinks back onto the gurney. 

<It looks like some movement is returning,> he murmurs to Mike.

His host groans internally.  <Ugh, me 'ead feels like a nasty bender after a footie match,> he says wearily.  <And I can't even get a decent curry.>

"Shh!" Corliss strains to listen, hearing commotion outside. 

[BaronConall]

<Hey! Dammit, this is not my day!>

I stop suddenly at the door of the bar, "Someone just... Cried out. In my head." I'm contemplating whether some trans-universal psychic has just stubbed their toe when I look out into the woods.
Sure enough, the Dark, Dead Priest is there. And he seems to be whipping a blue centaur with no mouth. Centaurs... Why not. No mouth, though. Three guesses who's protesting. Dammit, I got sick of dealing with scum like this back home. As is the infection wasn't bad enough, the crazies are almost just as bad.

"You can wait here if you want," I say to Gaz, "But I'm going to take a slight detour to help that centaur. We have a little thing back home called the ASPCA."

By this point the creature had exposed... fangs? And was making another lunge. Dropping my bags, I focus on my body and the collective biomass within me. So, he's a vampire who likes whips, huh? Explains the lack of body-heat.
Tendrils of red and black tissue twist and contort, lengthening my arm by 10 feet, ending in a a 3-pronged tip. I was hoping to break this to the pirate and her crew easier...

I walk directly towards the conflict, arm poised. "HEY! VAMPIRE-THING! HOW ABOUT A LEVEL PLAYING FIELD?!?!"

With no warning, I lash out with my whip-arm, aiming for the gap the vampire is attempting to close with his lunge.

[Midnight_Huntress]

Silver was working with her father when her hearing picked up the crack and hissing of a whip. "Something's wrong..." She said to her father giving a confused and worried look. Normally fighting she ignored but this one seemed to bug at her. She took off in the sound of that direction to see some odd creatures and Fredrick. What was going on? She seen Temrash and bolted to help them pulling her battle staff out when she sees the whip.

[RAFrukh]

I heard a disturbance outside. I signaled to John I'd be back in a moment.

I walked out side. I saw what looked like yet another mythical Terran creature –– a Vampire. And a humanoid creature with very long, three pronged arms. This bar never ceased to amaze me.

I realized the Vampire was attacking an Andalite. I decided to help the Humanoid, although I figured he probably had it covered.

I had told John about the wide array of Reptilinod psionic abilities. I hadn't lied.

I jumped with all the strength in my Reptilinod legs, and propelled myself three times my height, right next to the Humanoid, "Would you like some help?"

I use my telepathic powers to engage a searing pain in the 'Vampire's' temporal lobes and legs.

[Chad32]

Claxter wondered if it would be fun to play this creature's game. On the other hand, pretending to be subservient to a gnat in front of a crowd wasn't something he wanted to do. <Who? Me? I'm just laughing because I'm in a good mood.> He said. There seemed to be a commotion outside. One seemed to sprout up from time to time around here. He hoped that Temrash wasn't attacking Terenia again. He stepped closer to the door to get a peek, but was distracted by the other new guy creating a weapon out of his body? Suddenly he didn't want to get too close anymore. He would wait this out.

Fredrick heard another voice shouting. Maybe this wasn't quite as secluded a spot as he had hoped. He wouldn't be able to take her with him, but at the very least he could leave a "gift" behind. He could inject her with part of his power, and give her a feel of what was in store. Once it wore off, she would come back for more. They always did. He jumped over the spot where the spear was headed, and landed just behind Terenia, ready to sink his fangs into her neck.

However, suddenly felt felt pain in his head and legs. Someone was using a psionic attack? He used some of the energy he had to try to block it out, and trace it to its source. This place was getting too crowded.