Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Breekan1]

Breekan offers Temrash a weak smile. "Don't worry, I figured as much. You don't seem heartless, really." He looks gravely at Shal. "Is he going to be alright?"

[Myitt]

"I don't know," says Corliss faintly, looking away.  "She's no saint, but I don't want her to...if she dies, it must be quick.  You know what Kandrona starvation is like.  We're not...we're not like that."

[Gaz]

Gaz elbowed Fletcher sharply and said, "Pay attention!"

Fletcher snapped out of his intense focus on the computer screen and noticed Corliss speaking to him.

"Sorry about that," he said, "name's Fletcher. It doesn't come up much, but I'm Gaz's cousin."

"The idiot tried to take my ship," Gaz said, glaring.

"Will you drop that?"

"Not a chance," Gaz replied, raising her glass.

[Terenia]

Kara nods, her face expressionless. It could be that she does not remember how to make expressions on her own, or perhaps she has nothing more to contribute on the matter. She gestures to the empty pint of ice cream, "My first Yeerk only let me have vanilla. I hated vanilla. Then we left Earth. I thought I would never taste chocolate again."

[Myitt]

"Hello, Fletcher," says Corliss, grinning.  "Nice to make the acquaintances of two pirates I can stand being around, in one night."  He nods at Kara.  "No chocolate?  Bloody 'ell, now that's torture.  Are yeh tired?  It is exhausting...what you've been through.  You'd be safe here if you'd like to rest."

[Gaz]

Gaz drummed her fingers on the counter and then turned to Fletcher.

"Hey, Fletch," she said, "any word on Morgan and his crew?"

Fletcher tapped on the screen. "Not a lot. Just that he and his crew were taken. Their en route on an official transport to trial I would assume."

"Shame really," Gaz said after a moment. "He was a good pirate. Took a lot of notes from his exploits."

"Didn't you serve on his ship for a couple years?" Fletcher asked.

"Till I got my own," Gaz replied. "Seemed like one of those sorts who would never get taken."

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[Myitt]

"Trial?" Corliss pipes up, curious.  "Who is trying this friend of yours?  I certainly hope it's 'innocent until proven guilty', unlike some systems of government I could go on about..."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal remains hunched over the boy, staring at him in silence. She strokes his hair, not responding to the other bar patrons.


Keirdan's skin is cool to the touch. His breathing is shallow, and his chest rising and falling in an erratic rhythm.

[Shenmue654]

Mar nods at Kara and pats her back. He looks like he wants to give her a hug, but he doesn't want her hugging the side of his torso. That, and he isn't sure whether she wants his hugs or not. He listens to the conversation about the trial, and determines that he doesn't know the circumstances of this event at all. This isn't his usual haunt.

He glances at Myitt and asks, "Do you know these...pirates? Are you sure you can trust them with that man Temrash? I suppose he can't be all bad, but still..."

[Myitt]

"No, I've never met them before tonight," says Myitt thoughtfully.  "I usually never trust pirates.  But they can be useful, on occasion.  Temrash doesn't know what Ardiss knows, he's just going to get...what is it he's going to get, Cor?"

Corliss taps his head, makes an eraser-on-the-chalkboard movement, and shrugs.

"Ah," says Myitt.  She glances bitterly at the giant hole in the wall where the night breeze is coming in, fragments of some kind of white board filled with equations hanging and falling from the blackened mess around the edges.  "Interesting.  That's right, he was once a Visser.  Figures he'd have that powerful a machine."

[Breekan1]

Breekan frowns, unsure of what to do- Shal is the medic of the two of them. He crawls over to Gaz's table where he'd left the blanket, and wraps it around Keirdan. "Get warm, Cap'n Hardbones," he murmurs.

[Gaz]

Fletcher looks at the screen again. "The story here doesn't have that information. I can only hope it was a human ship. I've heard the Andalite government isn't very kind to pirates when they catch 'em."

"Morgan was a pretty well known pirate where I came from," Gaz said. "When I was 16 I ran away from home for the more adventurous life of a pirate. I found Morgan's ship at dock and asked him to take me on board. He did and I was on his ship for...roughly 4 years. Learned a lot from that old pirate. He helped me get my own ship, The Vagabond, around that time. Decided I would make a fair to decent Captain. In those 4 years he was more of a father figure than my actual father was."

"I would have to agree with you there," Fletcher said.

"And I agree about hoping it was a human ship that picked him up," said Gaz.

[Shenmue654]

"Peculiar," states Mar with some amusement. "In the version of this reality I've been to, humanity wasn't capable of Zero-space flight just yet. We all come from different variations of either the same world or wildly different ones, all meeting at this impossible Bar. So..." *Mar glances about awkwardly. "...does anyone have any idea how this place works? It can make any dish in less than fifteen seconds, and seems to exist everywhere at once."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((I can only post at one point in the day... (now) ...and you guys have put up four pages since my post!))

*Ossanlin relaxes as Temrash moves back to the bar and nods at Cor, Breek, and Alic.  He follows everyone else back in the bar, a lamenting feeling crossing over him as Alic changes from her Andalite form again.  He looks around one last time again before reentering the bar and walking up to the place he had stood several times in the past.  So much activity, and he was acting so slow and deliberate...*

<Temrash...I could fly you to this place of yours.  If you trust me that is.  The Apix Mirage is faster than most ships, z-space modulators actually help to mold Z-space around it to create a sort of slip-stream...interesting technology but very expensive and difficult to implement on all but the smallest of craft.  She's quick in the atmosphere and real-space thrust too.  Not to mention the cloak...and the advanced shredders.>  *Ossanlin smiles a bit with his eyes...his little Captain's Yacht would be able to rip open a Pool Ship and escape before it was even detected, but he kept that to himself.   <Or if you'd rather go on your own, I can lend you a tail-fighter.  I'm afraid the manual controls are a little less smooth than the thought-link controls but I'm sure you could manage.  All of our tail-fighters have Z-Drives...>  *Ossanlin shrugs a bit and watches the now-free human inhale her food, a warm feeling coming over him at the sight of her relief.*

<It is an odd place to say the least Mar.>  *Ossanlin's smile takes him in.*  <Indeed we've now had no fewer than three humanoid factions capable of z-space represented here...who knows how it all works?  I do know there is an infamous Sedrothi Pirate named Magron in my Universe.  Perhaps we've crossed a few strands by messing about in the time-stream.>  *he arches an eyebrow, contemplating Mar.*  <Maybe we'll never know.>

[Hunter]

((jeez.... i'm gone for around 2 days and it's 'round 8 pages longer!))