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[Shenmue654]

Mar smirks at Terenia, shrugging slightly. Despite the fact that he can't stand her attitude, bickering with people he doesn't like is probably one of Mar's favorite things to do. "Well, I am doing it mostly as a favor to the War-Prince," mutters Mar with a slight smile. "He wants to again play the hero and save the hapless idiot from trouble, or perhaps wants to repay his debt. People of nobility rarely enjoy knowing they have caused someone else pain. So..."

Mar paces the room, still smiling rather nonchalantly. "....like I said, I'm willing to do it for nothing. Which you will never hear out of me again. But I would think that you might be a little more...grateful, let us say. I seek help when I need it, not leverage. What good would control of a natural disaster be?"

[Terenia]

Terenia growls, suddenly feeling attacked from all sides. She chooses to focus on Temrash first, one hand unclenching long enough to find grip on the butt of Mike's Dracon Beam. She does not draw the weapon, but she does step forward, towards the Hork-Bajir Controller.

"You think I am self-centered? At least I am not wrought with delusions of saving every person I run across. You only want to babysit me to make yourself feel like you've succeeded at something. Don't push this off, making me seem like the bad guy. I haven't manipulated a single person here."

She can feel the blood rushing to Mike's head as her anger coalesces, and she rounds on Mar, ready to say her piece to him. "As for you, I trust you about as much as I trust Visser Three. What you say is nothing now may turn out to be quite a bit later. What proof do I have that you will not use this against me, beyond your word?"


Efaen pauses at the sound of a familiar thought-speak voice. The young warrior. For a moment she considers moving on and not responding, but that would be considered improper. He too was a charge of Ossanlin's, and protocol demanded that she acknowledge his presence.

<I am near the shipyard, Claxter.>

[Chad32]

"Besides your sister and Efaen, you mean? One of whom you killed because she didn't agree with your opinions, and the other you threatened to kill because she wants to leave you. Or maybe you just meant in this room. How about Corliss. Why would he give you Mike to run around in? Did you offer to kiss him again for it? Now what are you doing in Mike's body? was this before or after your ship detonated, and who was watching you?"


Claxter found Efaen. <Efaen, did you blow up Terenia's ship? If so, what was the point in it? Did you at least empty it out so everything inside didn't go to waste?>

[radgeek]

Taylis sat down near the castle of straws and began to think about strategy for the next time she spoke to Fiona.
<<She doesn't know that your here,>> Amy reminded.  <<It might be best if it stays that way.>>

[Terenia]

As soon as Temrash mentions Tamora the weapon is drawn. She points the Dracon at Temrash's chest, her expression one of absolute fury. The only thing preventing her from pulling the trigger is the incredibly close quarters. She knows that the backflash from a Dracon in here could be deadly.

"I didn't manipulate anyone," Terenia says. She speaks slowly, as if squeezing out each syllable is an excruciating effort. "My sister chose her fate; alive she would have been a threat to every single person here. I threatened Efaen because she was harming our body. You notice she's free now, isn't she?" Terenia momentarily takes her aim off of Temrash, gesturing to the ship around her, which is clearly devoid of Efaen. Once her point is made she resumes her aggressive stance. "As for Corliss, why don't you ask him why I was given Mike's body. He can speak for himself. I don't know what you have against me, Yeerk, but you can back off. You are clearly not needed here. Unless you think that-" she does a quick count of the occupants of the room, "three humans and an Andalite Prince aren't enough to keep me in check? That's not even counting the Yeerks in the room. What do you think I am, a time bomb?"


Efaen blinks, slightly put off by Claxter's abrupt greeting. <Well met, Claxter. I hope your temporary mission treated you well.> She hesitates for only a moment before answering his primary question. <There was nothing of worth on the Yeerk vessel. It was destroyed to prevent Terenia from returning to the Empire easily. If she returns she will provide the Empire with information regarding my current whereabouts, and I would prefer to maintain as much anonymity as possible at the time being.> Her reasoning is plausible enough, although a slight glint in her main eyes betrays her true intentions. Yes, she was protecting herself. But she also wanted to hurt Terenia, her former master.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin takes a deep breath, the ship growing quite claustrophobic, especially for a creature used to wide-open spaces.  <You know what Terenia...I'm tired of making guarantees.  I am offering you a chance to gain your old body back, along with all the perks that go along with it...sightedness not being the least attractive.  If you don't want it, then fine.  It would be extremely taxing for both myself and Mar in order to do this.  It would be much easier for me to avoid this altogether.  I made the offer, you refused, my conscience is clear.>

Ossanlin turns to the currently-infested Serid.  <I apologize for not greeting you formally aristh Serid-Winwall-Falan.  I am War-Prince Ossanlin-Rethin-Sephirel, Captain of the Dome Ship Tyrennian.  I look forward to speaking with you after this business regarding your previous Yeerk is accomplished.  Just because we do not have a living carbon-copy of your genome does not mean there is no hope.  As I said, it might be possible over a long period of time.  In any case, please seek me out in the bar when you are finished here.  I find the space a bit too crowded in here.>

<I apologize for bringing you out here Mar, it seems it was a futile effort.>  Ossanlin nods to Temrash respectfully as he squeezes by, trotting down the Skimmer's ramp.  He was feeling a bit hungry...perhaps he would go for a quick run.  He walks a small distance away from the Skimmer, waiting to see if Mar would emerge next.

[Chad32]

"She was unarmed, and only Keshin would have actually helped her kill Myitt or you like she wanted to. She didn't have to die for being a voluntary controller, and I'm not even sure she wouldn't have defected to someone opposed to the Empire." He said. "I do notice you're surrounded. Probably the main reason you were unable to run off with that weapon and blast Efaen. I wasn't hurting Efaen. If she was going to be fine after you knocked her out, she would have been more fine without that happening. You need to be watched by someone who's actually going to watch you. Yes I think you're a metaphorical time bomb. You pulled that gun as soon as I mentioned your sister. She was never a real threat to anyone. You just wanted her gone."


<I will accept that. So, I don't suppose you want to go for another run. We haven't done that recently. I'm ready for a break from all tis excitement.>

[Stephquiem]

Carris enters the bar, finally, annoyed at having been called back to his ship for something so stupid. He doesn't have time for this.

He stands near the door, looking around. He doesn't spot Fiona, though just as he thinks she isn't there it occurs to him that not seeing her doesn't mean anything. With a frustrated sigh, he approaches the bar, motioning to the bartender. "I'm looking for someone," he says, leaning forward. "Human, female, about..." he holds his hand slightly above his shoulder. "About this tall. Dark hair. Bit of an attitude problem. Have you seen her?"

The bartender, predictably, just stares at him.

"Her ship's outside," Carris says, already starting to lose his patience. "I'm almost positive she's in here, somewhere."

The bartender picks up a glass and starts drying it.

<Maybe he can't talk,> Adam says, helpful as ever.

Carris rubs his forehead. "Shut up." He peers at the bartender. "Are you going to help at all?" When he doesn't answer again, Carris turns away.

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Fiona leaves the bathroom, wrinkling her nose. "Has that thing ever been..." She stops when she sees Carris at the bar, his back to her. She takes a deep breath and strides right up to him. "I was wondering when you'd finally get here," she tells him, smiling to herself at his look of surprise. She turns to the bartender. "Barkeep! Get my friend here a beer." She turns back to Carris. "You still like Guiness, don't you?"

[Aldrea2011]

I walked in the bar, gun at hand. Looks of horror were on the faces of the people as I powered up. "Give me the location of Yvonna Ryde." I said with an unexpressive face.

[Terenia]

((Hey Aldrea, welcome to the bar. Make sure you've read the OOC thread before posting. Right now there are only about four people in the actual bar.))

"You - I -" Terenia tries to sputter out an answer to Temrash, but Ossanlin's abrupt retraction of the offer and exodus from the ship shocks her into dropping her weapon. "No, wait!" She tries to push past the occupants of the ship, her fury at Temrash forgotten as a sudden hole seems to open up inside of her. "Ossanlin! Wait!" She reaches Temrash and attempts to shove by him, determined to get to the Andalite before he gallops away.


<I have already fed,> Efaen says regretfully. <Thank you for the offer, though. I believe I must seek out Prince Ossanlin at the moment. Do you know where I might find him?>

[Chad32]

Temrash stood aside for Terenia. It might be good for her to get her old body back, especially if she's forced to learn humility to get it. He turned his attention to Corliss. "Is this the kind of thing Reven lets you do, Corliss, or do you pull stunts like these behind his back often? I don't suppose I'm any closer to getting you to approve an audience with Reven, but I won't stand by as you let her run around armed in her current state without supervision. If you're not going to keep close tabs on her, I will."


Claxter was disappointed. <I believe he's in the area. I noticed hoof tracks leading to corliss' ship as I left. The ship I was in landed nearby, so I passed them as I looked for you. We should go to the ship before he leaves, as he can be a hard Prince to locate.>

[RAFrukh]

The venber ordered his suit, "Opathck", in a lisp as the woman entered the bar with the gun.

He dissapeared behind his evo suit, but obviously you could see the suit as he walked towards her.

His lisp was only added to by the static on the radio that carried his voice out from inside the garment, "Exthcooz me ladee, I haff no ah-dea vhat yoo are tah-king aboot."

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Once Temrash's ship landed, he bounded out, on his way to go speak to Corliss. Salem was torn for a moment- on the one hand, he didn't know which ship was Corliss's, and Salem needed to speak to him. On the other hand, there might still be time to get another quick scan of the portal before it closed. Besides, now that he knew Corliss was still on the planetoid, he should be able to find him. Salem elected not to follow him, but instead to watch as he and Taylis left in different directions.

Salem stepped outside the ship and drew his communicator from his pocket. "Hey, Al," he said into it, "can you do me a favor and fly the ship over my location? I need a scan of Temrash's ship, the sooner the better."

After a few seconds, the reply came back, "Dude, you have the worst timing. How is it you always manage to have stuff for me to do right when I'm at a critical point?"

Salem smiled. He could all but see the smirk on Al's face as he whined. "I'm talented," he said. He could already see the blacker-than-black form of his ship lifting out of its position and hovering towards him. "There's a portal to the shadow realm aboard the ship. I'd like whatever we can get on it. Might as well see what the ship's good for while we're at it."

The ovular spacecraft slowed and finally stopped in the air, about twenty feet directly above Temrash's ship. "You know," Al's voice came back, "from what you've told me of this Temrash guy, he wouldn't appreciate you scrutinizing his ship like this."

Salem laughed, "Hey, what he doesn't know won't kill me. I'll be in the bar." With that, he turned and strode to the front door of the bar.

There, in the doorway, was someone he didn't know with their weapon drawn, and... something else. A being he didn't recognize, wearing some sort of protective garment.

He sighed and glanced around. This place never could seem to calm down.

[KitsuneMarie]

Illim sidles towards the spot where Terenia had been, bending as clandestinely as possible to pick up her discarded Dracon. With Serid--now Corliss--in possession of his weapon, being unarmed around so many volatile people is making him feel edgy. Jamming the Dracon into Derrel's waistband, he raises his hands to show he's not intent on hurting anyone.

<Sorry,> he murmurs to Derrel. <Guess we were a little less safe than I'd thought. Hopefully now that that one left, though...> he leaves the thought hanging. "Is he really joining the rebellion?" he mutters to Corliss, giving a half-hearted smirk.

Of course, after what the Hork-Bajir said, it seems he and Corliss had a bit of a history. Interesting, he thinks. I wonder if this Reven fellow knew that detail before he permitted him to join them.


<I do not authorize you to chase after anyone with my body,> Serid interjects swiftly. <You have seen what I invited you to see, and more.> He is antsy, ready to be free of Corliss's control, ready to track down the War Prince and discuss options for his future.

[Chad32]

Temrash's communicator blinked as his ship detected another ship scanning his. He peered out, remembering he forgot to kick Salem out before leaving his ship. Or at least through the portal. He used the communicator to patch a link to the other ship. "Find something else to scan, Al." He said, knowing whose ship it must be. Though he didn't want to get into another ship to ship fight with the guy.