Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Stephquiem]

Fiona raises an eyebrow. "Thank you, Tour Guide. You sound like a commercial." She turns her back on both of them. "If neither of you minds, I'd like to finish my drink." She waves a hand at them. "Carris, we can get this stupid thing over with when I'm done."

[Terenia]

Terenia doesn't wait for an answer. She takes off after the Andalite, moving quickly and hoping to lose the pack more effectively this time. Out of the corner of her eye she sees Claxter making his way across the shipyard and groans inwardly.

<<I just cannot get a break.>>


<Do you think it wise to speak to Prince Ossanlin at this time?> Efaen asks as Claxter sets off. The Andalite Prince's angry thought-speech had been audible even from their distance, and his frustration made her nervous. She did not trust Ossanlin, but she needed him to trust her; ambushing him while he was in a temper did not seem to be the proper approach.


"Uh, it's Treyliss, actually," Trey says, sipping the beverage himself. It is surprisingly milder than he expected, but he still coughs a bit as he swallows. "You can call me Trey."

[Chad32]

Claxter slowed down. <Well, I don't need to speak to him right away. If you'd rather do something else until his mood improves, that would be fine with me.>

[Terenia]

<Actually, I would like to show you something,> Efaen says, grateful for the opportunity to change course. Her earlier zeal to speak with Ossanlin has faded; she has no desire to interrupt him until he is calmer. <I intended on relaying the information directly to Ossanlin, but perhaps you have a theory? Follow me.>

Efaen takes off, back in the direction of the lake, at a slow trot.

[Chad32]

Claxter followed Efaen towards the lake, curious about what she found, and appreciative that she was confiding something in him. As benevolent as his Prince usually was, angry andalites should always be given space.

[radgeek]

"Sorry, I get like that about that place,"  Taylis apologized.  "So Carris, how did you get Adam as a host?"

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem looked from Trey to Elayne and back. Treyliss sounded like a Yeerk name, and even though he'd typically associated Elayne with either humans or Washban, it could easily be Yeerkish as well.

"Trey. Nice to meet you. You're both Yeerks, then? You people do seem to run this bar." He leaned back in his chair and smiled. "That, I guess, would be why you're not all that familiar with Earth."

[Terenia]

"I'm a grub," Trey says. "Not really a Yeerk in the sense you probably know the word. Those were my parents." Trey shrugs, "I was born human though.

Efaen keeps up a steady trot until she reaches the mound of dirt that she had found earlier. Upon closer look it resembles a half-finished grave, or as though a tree has been uprooted. There are large clumps of earth spewing haphazardly around a central hole that is three or four feet deep.

She comes to an abrupt stop in front of the hole, regarding Claxter with her stalk eyes to see what he thinks of the pile.

[Chad32]

<It looks like something was buried here, and then dug up.> Claxter said. He started looking around for any kind of tracks. <I believe these tracks belong to a large insect. A Taxxon perhaps. Have we seen any Taxxons recently? What might have been buried here that would draw its attention?> He had an idea of the answer to his last question.

[KitsuneMarie]

"I'm not a Yeerk in any sense of the word," Elayne clarifies for Salem, "although I support Yeerk rights." She sets down her smoking drink and folds her hands on the table top. "You're aware of how this place doesn't obey normal space-time rules, yes?"

[Terenia]

<I have not seen any Taxxons, no,> Efaen says, inspecting the tracks. <I cannot imagine one would last long in a location such as this. However, it would make sense that a Taxxon would dig here.> She lifts her main eyes to his, her expression unreadable. <This is the location that Terenia's sister was murdered. It was a bloody death, and recent enough that the scent was likely still rather palpable.>

[Chad32]

<Taxxons are not highly dangerous to any Human with a weapon, or very subtle. It must be laying low if it's even still around. What should we do with this information, if anything at all? Tamora's body is gone, but it isn't like we could resurrect the dead anyway. If anyone was planning to find a way, they wouldn't have put the body in the ground where nature could get to it.>

[Terenia]

Efaen gives Claxter a look of disdain. <Of course no one had any intent on resurrecting the corpse; the burial was merely an adherence to human tradition. The removal of a deceased body from its place of rest is considered an atrocity by the humans; especially for such a purpose as providing nourishment to another species. This is not the only grave on this planetoid. If the Taxxon has eaten once, it may eat again. I predict a certain amount of disarray from the human patrons should that occur. It may be wise to locate this Taxxon and, at the very least, ensure that it is not planning on gorging itself again in the near future.>

[Chad32]

<I see. We must then ask around, and possibly go to the other grave sites to see if they have also been disturbed.> Claxter said.

[Stephquiem]

Carris grimaces. "I, uh, was looking for an easy assignment. A friend who owed me a few favors found me a relatively unobtrusive host. Adam was a member of the Sharing--mostly to get the attention of a pretty girl."

Fiona's disgusted expression matches Adam's feelings as she says, "She wasn't that pretty."

Carris lifts his glass, smiling now. "Fi's never liked her much."