Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

"Mmm...I'd like to retire.  Maybe someplace tropical.  With palm trees, and margaritas."  Myitt's smile broadens wistfully.

[Alic]

At the word of margarita, stillhalf asleep Alic raised her hand a little. "Ill take one.. Blended.." she mumbled.

[Chad32]

The barkeep brought something over, though there was no telling what he actually brought, since Margarita is a Human word. It was blended, though.

"Palm trees?" Jagill said. He looked at the palm of his hand, and tried to picture a tree that would be identified as something like it.

[Myitt]

Myitt taps on the black band on her wrist, bringing up a small floating holoscreen.  She scans through a number of files, some sort of encyclopedia device, until she comes up with a picture of a palm tree.  The entry is actually on the state of Hawaii, but it's written all in Yeerkish. 

The little 3D holovid of Waikiki hovers above the table, above Myitt's wrist, flickering slightly.  "Just a tree.  But it's rather nice.  It's freedom, man.  Wonderful thing, really."

"God, you're gonna make my teeth hurt," Corliss says snidely.

"You're just as bad," Myitt shoots back.

[Chad32]

"Nice tree. Got bunches of leaves only on top. Like Human. It's a Human tree. Heh heh heh."

He finished off the drink Temrash ordered, that was meant to calm his nerves. He had become ever more relaxed, and was lying back on the bar instead of sitting up straight. He was trying to stay awake, though, because the hunter was outside somewhere, and two Andalites were inside.

[Myitt]

"Sort of, yes, heh.  Hmnh...you know what, I'm exhausted," says Myitt, echoing Tara, yawning.  "I think it's safe to say that this has been a very...very long day.  For all of us.  If I take a nap, promise no one will use one of those cylinders on me."  She taps the back of her neck, resting face down on the splintery wooden table.  Her right arm has stopped bleeding, but her right hand is red and itchy, bruised underneath the cut-off gloves. 

"You're good, mate," Corliss says, sitting back in a chair.  "I think all of you b*stards know how to take care of one another.  Really, you should sleep in your ship, though."

"Mrrhg," Myitt replies, muffled.

[Chad32]

"I keep you safe, Myitt." Jagill said drowsily. He wanted to rest, but he didn't feel comfortable where he was. He would have liked to go to a ship. "If we go to ship, hunter not get us. His is down."

[Myitt]

"Thank you," Myitt says, face down. 

[Alic]

Alic jumped a the sound of the drink being set down next to her. Her arm flung in defense and knocked th glass off, where it shattered onto the floor. Grunting, she stands up a little wobbly and stretches.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Keirdan exits the "door" in Breekan's back, carrying Mike with him. He continues to hold the large cat, his arms wrapped around the cat's mid-section, just below his front legs. He stands next to Breekan, and leans against him.



Shalner sits back at the bar. She stares silently at Keirdan, still holding the blade in her hands.

[Chad32]

The barkeep frowned, and mopped up the mess.

Jagill grabs the machine that Temrash is in, while looking ready to leave the bar.

[Breekan1]

Breekan looks at Shal's blade, and begins to play with Keirdan's hair, keeping his eyes on Shal. He looks more depressed than suspicious. "You be nice to Mr. Kitty," he mumbles to both of them.

[Alic]

"Erm, sorry BT.." Alic said quietly, obviously not sorry. She looked around, and although still tired the thought of the bounty hunter coming back at any moment made her worry. Being a weak, tired human wouldn't be any good.

Quickly, she demorphed and looked down, almost expecting to still have a gash in her chest. A sigh escaped her when she realized, of course, she was healed.
She turned to look at Myitt but kept her stalk eyes watching the door and the darkest corner of the bar, waiting for another attack at any moment. <If you're tired, go ahead and rest.>

[applix]

Mike was all sorts of confused by what was going on. Before he knew it he was being hauled around again and he was suddenly between batman and some girl with a sharp looking nice. He wanted to say something but he kept his thoughts closed, instead just pulling tight against the boy. But after a few minutes he couldn't take it and he turned his head to look at Breekan. <Why is she looking at me like that? I don't like that knife...>

[Shenmue654]

Mar is rather surprised by the fact that his comment actually helped, but upon thinking on the subject he realizes that the bounty hunter was bound to know when he was outdone anyway. No single creature could fight against all of the powerhouses in this bar at once.

Mar slowly relaxes himself and sits up on a bar stool next to Myitt, smiling as she settles down to rest. He lightly pets her head, smiling a bit. Now that the situation is normal, perhaps I will have a chance to speak with these people.