Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Terenia]

"I...don't know who Myitt is," Kara says, "But I doubt we are much alike. And no, I do not need any more demonstrations. I am sure they are all rather explainable with technology. Don't let my face fool you, sir. Just because I look like a gullible human, does not mean I am one." She turns to look at Keirdan in annoyance, "Then buy food."

[Breekan1]

Breekan attempts to hoist Keirdan onto his shoulders. "Leave the nice lady alone, mister," he intones. "This one thinks bad guys are boogey men and Andalite fairy tales. It's not nice to threaten her with the legendary wrath of the Dread Pirate Hardbones!" He taps on the bar. "Mister Bartender, Captain Hardbones would like some fruit salad and a small cheeseburger. Fresh fruit, that his body can digest safely. And the sort of cheeseburger that comes from meat you'd feed your mother." Breekan gives the Bartender a brief glance. "Or rather, the sort that I would feed my mother, if I had one, and that you would feed your mother, if you had one, and were a kind, loving, and less-ineffable son."

[Shenmue654]

Mar groans, and decides that he will not allow this young woman to make a fool out of him, no matter how drunk he is. He then folds his legs underneath him and meditates, trying to draw out what remains of his mass. This is a very, very stupid thing for him to attempt doing, as he doesn't have enough to work with so that he will not endanger himself. But his mind is clouded and foolhardy from ingesting the alcohol. He grits his teeth, shuddering a bit, looking like he's going to fall off the chair.

But he does manage to produce a flame, which sits in his hand plainly. "Explain that," states the obviously drunk Mar.

The flame then vanishes and Mar cries out in pain, holding his chest.

[Terenia]

"Are you alright!?" She asks in alarm, instinctually moving forward to put a hand on his shoulder. Her eyes are wide, staring at the palm that produced the flame. There is no explanation ready in her mind, but she is struggling with herself mentally to find one. In the meantime, though, she should ensure that Mar is alright. She clutches his shoulder firmly, shaking him slightly, "Hey? Hey, you okay?"

[Shenmue654]

Mar doesn't appear to be even remotely okay. He's breathing harshly and laying against the side of the bar. The room is blurring and not looking straight. He holds out the hand that clutched his chest and realizes there's a bit of blood on it. This doesn't make very much sense to him. Why would he be wounded? He glances dimly at the young girl trying to help him and smiles a bit.

"I...I think I'm...fine. I'm...not dead. ....I don't know why I'm bleeding at all..."

[Terenia]

"You need a medic!" She cried in alarm, seeing the blood. One hand strays to the palm, searching for a wound and she looks around in a near-panic, "Is anyone here a doctor!?"

She looks down at the blood, and at his pained face, "What happened? How did you hurt yourself?"

[Breekan1]

"Oh crabapples," Breekan mutters, setting Keirdan down. He pulls out his medkit. "Take off his shirt, we need to see if there's an actual wound under there so we can get to it."

[Shenmue654]

Mar can't really make sense of what she's saying, but tries to get it. It can't be that hard, right? It becomes more clear where the wound is now that he's taken his hand away. Some of the blood has managed to leak through his jacket. His hand seems to be fine, which was odd because that was where the flame was. Granted it's hard to tell given that he's wearing gloves, but the most obvious place is the darker spot on his torso.

"Think...I think it was...I wanted you to see it...but there wasn't enough of me to do the spell right so I must've taken it from...there. It's..not fatal but.....not pleasant, dear."

[Terenia]

"Shh," Kara shushed him, pulling his shirt open quite abruptly to search for the source of the blood, "You don't know if it's fatal or not. Just relax."

After she pulls the shirt off, she moves aside a bit so that Breekan can approach him, but she leaves her hand on his shoulder, almost possessively.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Keirdan stares down at Mar. "Hey Mr. you're hurt. Maybe my sister can fix you? She's a doctor."

[Shenmue654]

Mar grins. Even somewhat delirious, he likes the girl's attention. She's sweet. He wouldn't mind so much if he had a break from his eternal search for Precious, right? She seems young in this realm enough to give herself to him. Yes. That would be nice.

Mar's wound appears to be on the side of his chest, and it looks rather bad. It's as if a little part of it simply wore away and this is the resulting spot where it used to be. It's thankfully not on his vitals, but it's dangerously close.

"Okay, dear. Tell Mephis that I'm going to be late coming...back. She's staying...a long time..."

[Terenia]

"Mephis? Who is Mephis?" She asks worriedly, trying to resist the urge to treat the wound herself. She keeps herself from moving forward, though, allowing Breekan to work, despite the concerned expression on her face. She turns to him, "is he going to be okay?"

Not waiting for an answer, she turns back to smile down at Mar apologetically, "You're going to be alright..."

[Shenmue654]

Mar chuckles a bit, but shuddering almost right afterwards. Something terribly unpleasant is happening with this body and he's not sure what. He can't think straight. Something to do with the wound...

"Mephis is...one of my servants..he's..."

Mar winces, closing his eyes, trying to avoid crying out. He doesn't want to embarass himself in front of the woman, and he can't heal even at his full strength.

[Breekan1]

Breekan pulls out a small white pyramid. He presses the tip, which turns black. It beeps once, he turns it to point at Mar's chest. It beeps again. He says "This might sting," and it beeps a third time, unleashing a cloud of thick, black antiseptic at the wound, which should sublimate in a few moments after it's finished cleaning the affected area. As that operates, he pulls out a roll of bandages. "Any help I could get from an expert here would be great, by the by," he mutters tersely.

[Terenia]

"Oh..." She seems genuinely distraught by his pain, although she isn't sure whether her worry is coming from herself or the liquor. She holds him close, unable to resist the urge to inch her hand towards the wound. "Shush. Be quiet until you are well." Suddenly she feels a bubble of anger well up in her.

"Dammit, if only I had my ship nearby. I would have some proper medical equipment."