Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[KitsuneMarie]

"Understood," Illim murmurs, his lips turning down in an agitated frown. This Myitt was giving no more information than he, himself, was. He punches at the holoscreen again, finally getting a lock on the source: a Bug fighter quite a number of meters into the forest ahead of him. It is a standard issue, although relatively old.

He opens his mouth to say more, but then he clamps it shut. He made the call, he tells himself in irritation. Let him drive the conversation.


Myitt's brief game of charades elicits an epiphany from Tora, who quickly engages a second holoscreen to give a visual of the speaker. What the computer yields is less than satisfactory: a blurry image distorted by her limited encryption-hacking abilities that shows the same man who had exited the strange Yeerk craft, now leaning against what appears to be the Bar wall.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Kevlin nodded in agreement to Temrash. "Don't you talk to people? Are you anti-social? You were pretty quite the last time I saw you." Dara was glad the conversation changed to less foreign subjects. <<I probably will die before you.>>

[Terenia]

Terenia seems to have momentarily forgotten about her grief, fueled by Efaen's sudden lack of responsiveness. Efaen's brain is still far from consciousness; there is not even the slightest sense of self that accompanies deep sleep. If it weren't for her easily accessible memories it would be as though Efaen did not exist.

This is not good, Terenia realizes. If Efaen is unconscious she might not wake up for hours. She did not have hours. Consulting Efaen's internal clock she realized that she did not even have one single hour. This fact more than anything else terrifies Terenia.

<<Efaen you need to wake up!>> she cries into emptiness. <<I am not going to spend the rest of my life with your voice in my head! Get up! Now!>>

There is no response. Terenia begins searching desperately through Efaen's memories, trying to find something - anything - that could provide a solution.

[Chad32]

Temrash hooked Terenia up to some monitors again. "This is strange. Why isn't she waking up? It's like she's in a coma or something. I might recommend bio stasis until some sort of answer can be given, but I don't have anything to do that with. Her heart rate is fast, but not too fast. I don't suppose that creature really did do something with her."

"Time is running out. We need to do something, but I don't know what."

[Myitt]

"No.  I am not anti-social."  Corliss' gaze darts back to Terenia.

<Nevermind what you told him about the dose.  No sense in indulging their banter,> Mike says, sensing Corliss' aggravated thoughts.  <My head hurts enough as it is already.>

"Terenia, I'm not sure if you can hear me," says Corliss.  "If you can, please, you've got to focus.  You are in control, here."

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Myitt squints at the visual Tora brings up.  She looks at her and points at Tara's chest rapidly, then at Tora with a 'no way' swipe of her hands.  Then she makes the same eye gesture and jerks a thumb at the screen with a hopeful shrug.

<Wow, I didn't know you knew sign language,> Tara muses.

"Ah, yes.  Well," Myitt says, stalling, "I am thinking of returning to the bar building.  Perhaps you would be interested in some refueling of the biologic variety?"

She looks back at Tora, shrugging again with a grimace.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"What happened to put her in this state?" Kevlin dosn't care to much for Terenia, but  does so he is interested.

[KitsuneMarie]

Tora shakes her head and quickly tells Myitt, before she hopes Serid, or at least the Yeerk infesting his body, has a chance to respond, <<The visual link is one-way, and the computer does not detect a breach of our own visual encryption.>>

Before she has a chance to finish the private thought-speech message--or even process the terrifying fact that Myitt is offering to have a drink with Serid--she is interrupted by his voice.


"I have already indulged to some extent," Illim tells Myitt, his tone not unlike a schoolboy caught cheating on homework, "but I would welcome your company for the brief time I am here."

<<Perhaps the Yeerk has access to portable Kandrona,>> Serid murmurs.

<<I know,>> Illim responds snappishly. Then he continues a moment later, the internal voice he projects to his host softer than before, <<Yeah. It's worth the risk to find out, I think.>>

[Chad32]

"She's been through a lot, and has become quite exhausted. Especially after recent morphing and demorphing multiple times. She was also attacked by something that looked Human but was fast enough to fight an Andalite. A young Andalite female, mind you, but still an Andalite. The only reason we're trying to wake her at all is because she morphed Human before collapsing. I don't know why, though, since her injuries from that fight were treatable from where I stood."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"I don't think that way would be beneficial to wake her up with." Kevlin responds out loud to Dara's suggestion.

[Midnight_Huntress]

Silver heard Asda tell her father he had to be in the sick bay. This was perfect! As soon as he was in, she would go back into the forest and find that no good monster. She heard someone offer to help him there. "Considering his conditions that would be great."

[Chad32]

<Don't worry Silver. I will ensure your father's safe passage to his ship.> Claxter said, trying to look and sound more adult than he was.

[Myitt]

Myitt nods quickly at Tora.

"I have your position," Myitt replies.  "It would be good to reconvene with one of my own kind.  I have not had any contact with the others here.  I will meet you shortly."

She cuts out the transmission feed, then she turns and stares bleakly at Tora.

"What have I just done?" she exhales.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Bear began to dose. He was injured after all and he soon fell asleep. John winced at slight twinge in his neck. He felt the bandage and then realized his shirt had been torn up. "I'm going to need a new shirt."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin feels spikes of energy coming from the ship's parking lot.  He makes his way back away from the forest towards the gathered ships.  He reaches out with his senses and muffled senses of anger and frustration are emanating from a particular ship.  Temrash's ship.  Ossanlin shakes his head as he resolves to see what's going on.

He surmounts the ramp and raps lightly on the metal with a hoof, the sound resounding into the ship.  <You all seem rather tense in there...>  Ossanlin feels one independant energy signature and three closely-linked pairs, one of them very weak.  Three controllers...Temra sh most-likely one of them...Corliss probably the other.  The third...such a tangled mess...was it Terenia?  He trots up the ramp without waiting for approval and looks into the med bay.  <What happened?>

Ossanlin looks down at the motionless form of Terenia, Corliss was wiping her mouth.  <She's unconscious?>  Ossanlin pushes his way past the two hork-bajir and into the small med-bay.  He examines Terenia's form.  <An andalite in human morph is a peculiar pysiological creature...>  Ossanlin closes his eyed and concentrates, his body flashing from blue to silver with only a few seconds' hesitation...that was becoming easier.  He feels the drain on his energy reserves, but there was a possibility that Efaen would become a nothlit, the circumstances demanded it.

Ossanlin takes Terenia's face in both hands, concentrating, sending energy through her limp form.  He calls out to Terenia as he tries to interface with the thoughts of both andalite and yeerk-nothlit.  <Terenia, are you conscious?  Can you hear me, it is Ossanlin.  If you can hear me, try to "think" your answer, I should be able to "hear" you.>

Ossanlin's silver-bladed tail glints in the harsh lights of the med-bay as it swishes somewhat anxiously, his fur iridescent.

[Midnight_Huntress]

"Thank you very much." She said. She was worried for her father. Very much so.  And she wanted this monster dead so he couldn't hurt any of them any more.