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[Cobra (Gymn)]

<It wasn't your fault.> Bear responds.

[Shenmue654]

((Sorry if this post sucks. Soooo sleep deprived. )=  ))

Mar nods carefully, thinking this over. He crosses his arms and states, "Yes, but...having such missions gets one into trouble. You end up running afoul of some kind of danger and are often trapped with it during the entire affair. Wouldn't you rather...I mean..."

Mar smiles a bit oddly. "...wouldn't you rather be free of all that? Set up a mechanic shop somewhere, have a kind boyfriend. You don't need to put the responsibilities of the world upon yourself, as I said. But if you are insistent, then....I can help with any technical difficulties you might have. But I will not pretend to place nice with the boy or fully go along with you."

[Kitulean]

Vanessa polished off the first half of her sandwich before nodding to the boy's question. "Skritna, right. Is that the ****roach aliens or the grey ones? Because they both abducted me." She paused when he mentioned that it wasn't normal. "I guess I'm just... special or something. I won the freaky alien abduction lottery, go me!" She said with mock enthusiasm.

Finally having something in her stomach, and being slightly calmer, Vanessa was able to focus on a few other facts. Like the way her companion looked. "Jeeze, are you okay? You look like you just went a few rounds with Rocky."

[Terenia]

<That doesn't seem...so bad,> Terenia says reluctantly. <I am certain that Efaen would cause issues with the rebels. She is stubborn, and I do not know if anything can convince her that you are not serving the Empire subversively. Even when the truth is glaring in her face, she cannot help but ignore it. It's incredibly frustrating.>

Terenia trails off into a relatively well-contented silence. She feels comfortable with him there, so close and so easy to talk to. This life wouldn't be so bad, she thinks.


A few feet away from the tupperware where Corliss and Terenia are speaking, Efaen's stalk eyes stir ever so slightly.


"This?" Trey indicates his bandaged head and the laceration that has ripped through his one-piece worksuit (once a khaki color, not an unappealing ashy gray). "I'm fine. I just...didn't have quite as much help as you when I landed." He offers her an apologetic smile, "It's my first time off planet too. Apparently piloting isn't my forte. It didn't help that I was unconscious."

Trey pauses to sip is Coke before answering her earlier question. "The Skrit Na are actually one species of alien with two different phases. The Skrit are the ****roaches, the Na are the grey ones - Skrit in their mature form. They're harmless, really. At least from what I hear. I've never seen one up close before - just studied them in school. From what I understand they're a race of kleptomaniacs. They just roam around the galaxy stealing as much as they can to sell or put on display with other races."

[KitsuneMarie]

Illim shrugs, choosing not to expound on either. "So here's something that's been puzzling me: how'd you get here? I don't know of any human craft capable of coming this far from Earth. If you stole some Yeerk craft, how'd you know how to pilot it?"


"Boyfriend?" Elayne echoes, blushing again. "Well, I mean... that sounds nice," she nods with a smile. "You don't worry about Trey. I'll help him from here, but I won't bother you with it. Then we can both be happy, alright?"

[RAFrukh]

"Nevertheless," Vogefac says, "I gave you the PR/E. And it did malfunction only minutes after you received it. I should have checked to make sure that the mechanism was operating at apex efficiency..."

No, Bear and John do not believe in the same customs as Vogefac does. But Vogefac had a hard time reconciling that point.

"Of course, all I really need is to know that my apology is accepted. Then...I will move out."

[Stephquiem]

"I didn't steal anything. I borrowed." Fiona pauses, then smiles. "Nevermind that the person won't ever see it again, but at least I had permission first." She shrugs. "Anyway, I found one of my 'people,'" she makes air quotes as she says "people," "in one of your people, and he found me a ship. And I was able to pilot it because I've done it before." She rolls her eyes. "Well, not in this life."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

<I forgive you.> Bear looked him in the eyes. "I'll miss you Brother." John offered his hand.

[RAFrukh]

Vogefac lifted his hand and saw his claws. He maneuvered his hands to fit into John's while not harming him.

"I will be back." , he said with a smile.

He walked over to Artemis, "I would like your forgiveness also."

[Myitt]

Myitt smiles blandly at Tora.  "So we're going back in there, then?" she says dully.  She sighs.  "We can always hail him again.  What do you think?"  Idly she kicks at the underside of the control panel, sending the shoddily connected discman swaying erratically.  

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<Then what can be done?> Corliss asks. <It is clear Efaen will not want to join us, but you're loath to join us without her.  I understand.  The decision is yours, of course, but...I hope you will consider it.  You would have a place to stay, friends.  Treatment, if you choose it.  You will survive in spite of the odds that have been so very much against you.>

[KitsuneMarie]

"So then how many of you are there?" Illim asks Fiona, frowning sourly. With a snort that indicates he is joking, he adds, "You staging a takeover or something?"


"Whatever you think best, Myitt," Tora sighs. "I dread seeing him again, but this may be a conversation we should have with him in person... particularly if he is searching for contacts for us on the very device he would be using to speak with us. I do not want any information leaking through before we are ready."

Her eyes track the compact disk player as it swings. She straightens her knee, bringing the tip of her toe to the diskman and ceasing its movement.

[Stephquiem]

Fiona rolls her eyes. "Oh, yes. Just as soon as we get organized, everyone else is toast." She laughs. "Like that'll ever happen."

"I don't know many there are, exactly." She shrugs. "Not many at all. I can count how many I've met on my fingers." She wiggles them at Illim. "The vast majority of dead people don't stick around much. And the vast majority of the ones that do don't look for hosts. So... actually, any time I run into one it's practically a miraculous event."

[Gaz]

(Sorry for the long absence. Been sick and RPing took a backseat.)

Morgan walked slowly out of sickbay and down the hatchway of his ship. He had been resting after a painful knock to the head.

Asda wanted to keep him under observation in case there was a concussion. She wasn't entirely sure how Morgan's changed skull would react to a blow like the one he received.

Morgan hated to think what sort of things he had missed out on this time. He also hated to think what Fredrick may have been up to in the time Morgan was incapacitated.

[Shenmue654]

Mar grins and nods, leaning in and kissing Elayne on the cheek. "Yes, boyfriend. Or at least, I certainly hope so. Have we not been leaning in that particular direction?" Mar certainly thinks so. He has made it no uncertain point that Elayne is his. She states that this boy is no disruption to their relationship, but then why question his status? They were once in bed together, though they did not perform...that action.

Mar shrugs. "I will not bother the boy if he does not bother...us. I suppose. I hope he is as stupid as he appears."

[Chad32]

"I'm afraid I can't just sit here forever." Fredrick said while watching over Silver. "I've got to go talk to two people that likely want a big piece of me for what I did. Might as well get srated."

He started walking towards Temrash's ship, choosing to talk to the Andalite first. Maybe Silver would be up by then.

Claxter had left the bar building, as he hadn't found Silver. He went to Morgan's ship, looking around, and found her lying there. <So is everything alright?>