Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

Corliss stands in the doorway to the med bay, half-listening to the conversation between Terenia and Temrash. 

<All this arguing isn't going to do them a bleeding jot of good,> Mike says.  <The only way for them to get out of here is if Terenia dies, or agrees to leave Efaen.>

Corliss sighs noiselessly in response, shaking his head and wandering away from the med bay door, into the cabin. 

<Perhaps there is another way.>

Then, quietly, he sneaks into the ship's storage room, hoping to find his Dracon.  Any Dracon.

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem raised an eyebrow again at the fact that this Yeerk also had a host named Joanne. "In a place like this, I feel like there probably is an explanation somewhere. This bar isn't exactly run of the mill."

He smiled and continued, "Just do yourself a favor and keep your head down. That face'll draw some unwanted attention around here. I'll let you two get back to whatever you were discussing," he said with a nod towards Illim.

He turned to look at the bar, then seemed to remember something. Turning back, he said, "I'm Salem, by the way," making sure to direct the statement to both Illim and Keshin. "I'm a bit of an unorthodox trader. If either of you get time, I'd like to see if I have anything that'd interest you." He raised the case he was carrying, as if to demonstrate the fact that he was ready to trade at a moment's notice.

[Terenia]

<Hypocrite,> Terenia spits at Temrash. <You are doing exactly what you hate me for doing. You're deciding my fate regardless of how I feel about it, just because you don't like me. That's all this is. You don't give a rat's ass about Efaen, you're just sick of having me around.>

She glances at Kevlin, now back in control of Dara. <Maybe you aren't sentimental, but I hope you have enough of a brain to know that killing me outright wouldn't be the best option. A dapsen turelek tried that not long ago and more people rushed to my rescue than you might think.>

[KitsuneMarie]

<<Do you imagine he has a new, less-argumentative host stuffed inside it?>> Serid sneers at Illim.

The Yeerk, however, takes this into thoughtful consideration. <<No, but he might know someone who's willing to take on a new Yeerk.>>

<<And what will you do with me, once you have made such an arrangement?>> he asks, his tone still biting. <<I do not wish to fall prey to a less sympathetic Yeerk.>>

Illim gives Salem a small nod of understanding but does not return his name. Instead, he answers his host with sarcasm, <<You can fend for yourself, can't you? That Andalite tail should probably do the trick against a helpless slug.>> After a moment of radiating irritation from Serid, he says, <<Look, it's my hope to leave you free. I don't want to compromise our secrets. And, besides, we're friends... at least of a sort.>>

[Myitt]

Corliss winces at the noise of the hydraulic drawers opening, rummaging as quietly as he can, before coming across a sealed panel with a spare Dracon weapon.  He pulls it out, checks the power cells, and stuffs it into his uniform.  It wasn't his weapon, but it would do.

He quickly reseals the cabinets and nonchalantly sneaks back into the cabin, pretending to look around at the control displays while formulating a plan.

[RAFrukh]

WHOOOOSH!

Well, obviously, there is no sound in space... there is no air to carry it. But it was still fun to imagine the sounds. Made it more entertaining.

At least, that was what Gremytt-Pekulon-Thelan would have been thinking. But it was not Thelan. It was Unit Theta-4577 of Adjunct Pi-675810.

Unit Theta-4577 of Adjunct Pi-675810 –– Theta-Pi –– was the head-bot on the Theta-457 Transport 01. It's mission was to assimilate any craft it encountered, and the beings on it... then again, that was at least the secondary mission of all Alvie vessels.

Theta-457 Transport 01 had entered system Delta Epsilon-23374 and got caught in a thick meteor shower. A few of it's primary systems were buffeted, forcing it to land.

More accurately, crash.

BANG!

A crash-landing was heard outside the bar. Theta-457 Transport 01 was half underground. The massive damage to the ovular transport killed half of it's 12 man compliment(Theta units were not very high in the hierarchy) and knocked out their link with the collective.

Issuing the command, Regenerate collectively to his subordinates, Theta-Pi left through the aft hatch-way. Dazed and disoriented from the loss of transgalactic collectivity, He stumbled into the bar.

<Unit Theta-4577 of Adjunct Pi-675810 of Alvie requires assistance. If you assist him in reconstructing the ship, your assimilation will be postponed.>

[Chad32]

(All the dracons are locked up. Corliss can't just open a cabinet and grab one.)

"If I didn't care about Efaen, I wouldn't be doing this. I wouldn't have tried to save either of you, or even let her out of containment before returning you to her. The only reason I'm doing this to you is because you are not sane."

"This isn't getting anywhere. Just get some rest. You can talk to Corliss if you want, but you won't be alone with him." He looked around for Corliss. Corliss! Talk to your friend. either that, or you may leave the ship. No snooping."

"Kevlin, I'd be tempted to end her as well, except somehow she has responded positively to Corliss. There may be a chance for her. If she hadn't made friends with Corliss, that would be what I'd do. It's not like she has much to live for."

[Terenia]

<Who are you to say what I have to live for?> Terenia interrupts. <And if you care so much for Efaen why did you tell me to make sure I did not allow her to be free of my control not more than several hours ago?> Her tail rises from the ground, twitching slightly before falling slack once more. <Hypocrite!> she repeats with a snarl.

[Chad32]

"Didn't I say that in regards to her threatening to kill Corliss? Just for a kiss. You need to take things in context, Terenia."

Claxter saw the Andalite. Or at least it was partly Andalite. <We get a lot of crashes on this asteroid. I am not aware of any repair station, here, but there is a scrapyard nearby.>

[RAFrukh]

I was being ignored. I...not I....there is no I...the unit was being ignored...

<Do not ignore me mortals. Your assimilation is nigh. It is Unit Theta-4577 of Adjunct Pi-675810's experience that mortals do not appreciate assimilation. If you do not help me, we will assimilate you into the collective. If I receive your assistance, your assimilation will be adjourned.>

I walked over to the being behind the counter, <Scanning...identify ing...unknown life-form. You will be assimilated. If you will help me, I will reschedule your assimilation for a later date.>

[Chad32]

Claxter gave a frustrated sigh. <Not another one.> He said. <Look Theta. May I call you Theta? Are you in league with The One, or is there something else that likes to assimilate beings?>

[Midnight_Huntress]

Silver heard Claxter and with a look to her father she went to go see what was going on. She stepped beside Claxter looking at the newcomer and gave a bored look. She pulled out her battle staff at the mention of assimilation. "nobody is assimulating anyone around here, I don't care how tough you think you might be." she said.

[Myitt]

((Not fair,  no.))

[Chad32]

(Well, I posted earlier that all the weapons would be locked up. It's not like I sprang it on you just now. Even if Corliss grabbed it, the ship's sensors could pick it up.)

[Myitt]

((Then they pick it up.))