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[Chad32]

"The memory wipe device can be taken out from the ship it's hooked up to, yes. And I know full well how to run one, so there are no risks of accidents." Temrash said. Unsure of whether Cordiss meant he wanted to make her demise look accidental, or whether he was just trying to inform Temrash that the operations held some risks. "I will be flying back with a new ship, though. Something better than that old bugfighter. Now that the Hunter is gone, I should be able to safely go there and make preparations that would put me in a more comfortable position than I am now."

[Myitt]

"Mar, I think you know me well enough to know that I don't believe someone's job description dictates who they are," says Myitt.  "It just describes what they do.  And I've found that you often are what you do, especially in a society that forces you to accept what it feeds you.  There is no choice, other than exile and death.  Clearly even Ardiss didn't enjoy being an interrogator, Empire be damned."  She smiles darkly.  "Besides, when I was within the Empire, I was what I did.  I've always had doubts, but I believed I was doing the right thing.  The only thing."  She shrugs.  "Also, career wise?  It's much harder to be perceived as an evil bastard if you're just an engineer, rather than someone who makes people die in screaming agony for petty crimes."

"Then I suggest you go and get what you need to get," says Corliss bluntly.  He looks over at the others, switching back to English from Galard.  "'ey, is she alright, then?  How about Mar, 'e's on the bleeding floor..."

[Chad32]

"I will, if Gaz accepts. Or if someone else takes me. Maybe I could borrow Myitt's ship, since it's a bugfighter."

[Myitt]

"Temrash, I know my brother very well, and the only way she'll lend you her ship is if you've killed her and stolen it," says Corliss wryly.  "I'm sorry but the same goes for my Skimmer, after it's taken out of lockdown and repaired it needs to be wiped.  Even the minimal amount of information on its drives is far too much.  You'll have to look elsewhere for a ride."

[Chad32]

"So I guess it's up to Gaz." Temrash said. He was getting a bit annoyed at not being trusted to do anything. He was also ebginning to wonder if it was even worth joining these people, if he was just going to be the perpetual new guy that wasn't allowed to do anything without supervision. He never should have given these people his memories. "Bartender, give me a drink will you? Redin."

[Shenmue654]

Mar slowly sits up tiredly. The medicine's kicking in, but the wound has still left him exhausted. At least the pain is dulling somewhat, although his head is still reeling from the alcohol.

"I suppose you're right," he states with a smile. "You can probably tell I'm exactly the sort of person you've spent your life fighting, yet you've taken the time to heal me in a vulnerable position. Honor among thieves, really. Hahahaha. Besides, your grievance isn't with me specifically so it's nothing personal, no? As for my job....I guess I'm a little like you. I'm in this business because I was forced to as some kind of reparation, not because I enjoy it. However....I do use it to my advantage. There's hope in having a few keys to the kingdom. Besides...I love you."

"And Corliss..." Mar glances at him. "...don't worry about me. This will only last as long as I am like this."

[Chad32]

"You want to go on record with that, Mar?" Temrash asked with a smile. "If Myitt says she loves you back, we'll taost to kindling love."

[Myitt]

In English, Corliss states, "I know, Mar, I'm sure you'll heal.  Reckon you're just bevvied, mate." He bounces on his heels, nodding at Temrash.  "I guess you'll have to."  Corliss smiles at Gaz.  "Gaz, who's yer friend eh?" he says, switching back again, peering at Fletcher.  "Hello, I'm Corliss."

Myitt smirks at Mar, trying not to grin at his foresight.  "I know you care about me.  Not really sure why, but I'll take all the warm fuzzy feelings I can get in this cold, nasty galaxy.  I just want you to be alright.  Even though you have my soul, are exactly the kind of creep I hate, and really are kind of a bastard...I don't want you to be in pain.  So don't overestimate yourself in this form, again, alright?  You are sort of like me...you were a rebel against a power you didn't agree with, and you sought to supplant that power with your own.  A better solution.  Only difference is, we haven't been knocked into hell.  Not yet."

[Terenia]

"Mashed potatoes," Kara says abruptly, her voice still just over a whisper and her eyes still closed, "and chocolate ice cream."

[Chad32]

(Where are you, Gaz? I need you badly. don't know what I'll do if she says no. Maybe introduce a friendly character to save Temrash.)

[Myitt]

"Bartender, can we get some mashed potatoes...um, with gravy?  Normal gravy?  And chocolate ice cream, leave the pint," Myitt calls over to the bartender.  He shuffles some pans around, filling one with water, and starts peeling potatoes.  He comes over with a pint of chocolate ice cream and a spoon, walking wordlessly back behind the bar, mashing potatoes that have boiled miraculously fast.

Myitt opens the pint of ice cream and taps Kara gently on the arm with the cold spoon.  "Hey, ice cream first."

[Terenia]

Kara's eyes open into brown slits, unfocused until she finds the pint, which she grabs greedily along with the spoon. For a long while she busies herself with shoveling the chocolate goodness into her mouth as fast as she can, smearing it all over her face and hands in the process, like an over-eager six year old.

[Chad32]

"Careful of brain feeze, Kara." Temrash said. He hadn't really gone to comfort Kara, but instead focused on Ardiss. He wasn't sure what he could or should say. It might be best to just let others handle it.

[Myitt]

"Jeez, kid, here," says Myitt, grabbing a napkin with what might be dried human blood on it from a nearby table.  She scowls and picks up another, cleaner one and brings it over to Kara.  The bartender comes over with a big bowl of mashed potatoes with butter and gravy, a new spoon stuck into it.  He hands it to Kara and walks back behind the bar again. 

"Is that better?" Myitt asks gently.  "I know this one can't think on an empty stomach, let alone after some serious trauma."  She pokes at her chest, indicating Tara.

[Shenmue654]

Mar smiles at Kara warmly, watching as she eats the mashed potatoes and ice cream like a small child. Comfort food always helps heal the soul. I only hope it can heal her broken heart.

Mar glances at Myitt oddly. "I suppose I can't lay claim to a noble reason for doing what I did. My primary reason was that I felt as if we had been lied to. That we were being replaced by a new, easier to manipulate form of life and everything I had ever done for Him was meaningless. Now we were just the servants of some group of prissy, stupid, mindless morons who didn't know what they had. So after the war was lost, I decided to tamper with these new creatures and give them my Gift. The one I had always possessed. The ability to reason as seperate beings, and with it the ability to make colossal mistakes. Mistakes I was counting on."

Mar looks at Kara and asks, "You think she'll be okay?"