Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Chad32]

"I am Asmodee of the North Region. I'm not planning anything sneaky. But I wouldn't be mourning your deaths if you failed this venture. Now since both of our ships are down, I don't suppose their are any other ships we can use?"

[Gaz]

Gaz glanced at the guy who was talking to her. After a sip of rum, she answered.

"Name's Gaz," she replied, "and yes, actually, I am."

She adjusted the brim of her hat and said, "I just prefer the old style."

[Myitt]

Corliss grabs a dishtowel hanging over the edge of the bar counter, on the bartender's side, wiping blood off his face.  The bartender glares at him briefly.

He offers a hand.  "I'm Corliss Three-Eight-Two, my host's name is Michael Leicester.  I don't reckon either of us have ever met a pirate before.  Least not one with the bloody skull and crossbones.  Are you from Earth?"

Myitt narrows her eyes at the hunter.  "Well, Asmodee, there is my ship.  But it's a Bug fighter, relatively small.  Besides, what's in it for me?  Placing myself and my friends in danger for...what?  Your personal benefit, and an allegedly broken contract to kill Temrash?"

[Gaz]

Gaz shook hands and nodded. "I'm from earth," she said, "haven't been there in a while though. It's my first time out this way. Heard about this place and decided to check it out."

She took a sip of rum and said, "Pirates are pretty spread out nowadays."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shalner re-enters the bar, and stands on a booth. She pulls herself up into the rafters, and sits silently above the entrance to the bar, glaring down at the bar patrons.



Keirdan giggles at Breekan, and stands up on his chair. He grabs Breekan's face, and bonks his forehead against Breekans. "You told me that yesterday. And the day before. And last month. You always tell me that." He rolls his eyes attempts to bite Breekans nose before flopping back down in the chair.

Keirdan waves at Shalner (who ignores him), and grins up at Gaz. "Pirate Gaz. I would like more ice cream. Please. Breekan said I have to have manners or people won't get me things. And I don't have lazers in my eyes. Just bad things." He glances around the bar, and at Breekan again. "Oops. I hope the bad guys aren't here."

[Gaz]

Gaz pulls a couple coins out of her pocket and puts them on the counter.

"You're lucky I had a good job the other day, kid," Gaz says with a smirk. "Bartender! Some ice cream for the kid."

[Breekan1]

"Th-that's right, mister. Manners. And... Keirdan, what other sorts of things do I say to you?" Something unpleasant runs up Breekan's spine as he looks between Shal and Keirdan, wondering if he actually knows who they are.

He offers a weak smile to Gaz. "Hey now, don't worry about all that- another ice cream won't weigh my tab down too badly. Besides, you've been kind enough already." Tiring of kneeling, he drags over a chair.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

"Lots of things." Keirdan responds, as he watches the BT prepare and bring over the ice cream. He quickly shoves the first bite in Breekans mouth, before helping himself.

[Gaz]

Gaz was about to answer when her small computer beeped. Gaz examined the screen, pressed a few buttons and shoved it back into her jacket pocket.

After a shrug, Gaz said, "If you insist. So, is this place usually so interesting?"

[Shenmue654]

Mar glances toward Gaz and nods. "This place seems to be quite...entergetic to say the least." He'd noticed the smoke and begun running, but by the time he got halfway across the room the bounty hunter had already walked in with the peacekeeping force. It looks as though they were able to work it out.

Mar then walks toward Myitt and Corliss and states, "So, nothing happened? Everyone is unharmed? That's...surprising, considering your run of luck."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

*Ossanlin enters the bar again with Alic.*  <<I was treating you like a soldier, because I needed a soldier.  But you're not a soldier and I shouldn't have done it.  You're a warrior, unfortunately a warrior that thinks more with her tail than with her mind.  One of the hardest parts of being a warrior is learning discretion and knowing when and when not to use force.  Aliciania...peace is always better, and it's hard to stay your tail in the face of certain circumstances, I know.  But you'll truly be a master the arts of war when you accept that truth and advocate peace over violence.>>

*Ossanlin moves toward the bar slowly, looking at Alic with his main eyes, his stalk-eyes surveying the room and all of its occupants.  A new human sat at the bar wearing a peculiar triangular hat, apparently a sign of some sort of profession.  He turns his attention back to Alic.*  <<You're pretty adept at not being noticed though...if it weren't for the hunter's sense of scent and the prevailing wind, you wouldn't have been noticed at all.  Either I'm getting rusty or you're very good at stalking prey.>>  *Ossanlin favors Alic with a smile, letting her know it was meant as a genuine compliment.  Truly Ossanlin would've been surprised to find Alic where she was had the hunter not scented her.*

[Alic]

Alic returned Ossanlin's smile. <I know I don't think as much as I should. And I have a problem listening to orders.> Having him near her made her calmer. <I am sorry, in no way did I mean to put any of the meeting in jeapordy.>
Her eyes shone like a child's at his compliment. She knew she could have pulled it off well if she had not been downwind. Another reason why she knew using her mind first was a good idea.
Alic decided it best to ignore the hunter and the hork bajir for now. If her friends wanted peace with these beings she would not put herself between it again. That is, unless they started something first. Then she knew she would have to finish it. She relaxed her tail and placed her elbows on the bar, resting her chin on her hands. She stared at the wall, deep in thought.

[Myitt]

"Yeah," says Corliss with a shrug, addressing Gaz.  "This place has a way of being well known."  He gingerly dabs at his swollen nose again. 

Myitt glances at Mar as he steps over. 

<Ugh, he still creeps me out.>

<I wonder why?>

"Aside from us accidentally shooting the hunter's ship in an untimely fashion, getting a little banged up and pissing everyone off, no, nothing happened," says Myitt, flashing a smile.  "But c'est la vie.  We're all still alive, anyway."

[Gaz]

"I'd heard a little talk about this place," Gaz said, "but nothing about this. Might come here more often."

What she left off was the implied "in between jobs". If one could call what Gaz did a job.

Her computer beeped again. She pulled it out of her pocket, examined the screen briefly, tapped the screen and shoved it back into her pocket.

[Breekan1]

Breekan hastily swallows the ice cream and sighs. "You know kid, I'm glad you turned out alright." He looks over to Shal on the rafters. "Any idea why she's all the way over there? Don't you two get along?"