Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

Myitt grins.  "I know what it's like to get a little sentimental about machinery.  You have heard of Kandrona generators?  How?"  She looks Gaz up and down, setting the beer on the counter.  "Are there Yeerks where you come from?"  She looks at Corliss.  "Maybe they really are from our universe?  Or a very similar one."  Back to Gaz, she states, "Who is this guy you know?"

[Gaz]

"I'm getting the idea that either we really are from different universes that are really similar," Gaz said, "or we're just from way out of town in this universe. Haven't really determined which."

After a moment she said, "It was a guy Morgan dealt with. Since I split from Morgan's crew I haven't had much reason to deal with him. He calls himself Cortex."

"Cortex is a character," Fletcher said. "He deals with all sorts of machinery. Mercenary through and through. Doesn't matter to him who he sells it to or who buys it. He can be picky though about customers. Which is odd if you think about it...."

"Like Fletch said," Gaz interupted, "he's a character."

[Myitt]

Myitt considers.  "Hm.  Maybe.  It's not unheard of, humans flying around in ships."  She glances over at the crumpled mass of blankets where a man named Torran is sleeping off his drunken stupor.  "This Cortex fellow, he's human, too?  How does he happen to come across such a peculiar technology?  There aren't too many folks that have a need for Kandrona.  Not from a mercenary, at any rate."

[Shenmue654]

Mar glances at the pirates and Myitt and states, "Hmm. That is quite odd. Kandrona generators have normally been the sole commodity of the Empire, when they aren't present with Yeerk rebels. He's probably not the most legal gent in the universe, then. But no one who hangs out with Prec--Myitt is."

Mar glances around the curious group that's formed in the bar and states, "Isn't it odd that such a varied group has all come to the bar at once? From what I hear, there usually aren't this many people here."

[Myitt]

"Ain't that the bloody truth," Corliss says snarkily.

Myitt smiles, looking down at her beer.  "There are ways of obtaining them.  Even the raw materials to make them.  The Empire just likes to put a monopoly on generators, really squeeze anyone who dares live on the fringes, in exile."  She smirks.  "Yeah, this place was a ghost town.  It is strange that it's so busy, but then, if we're all drawn here for a reason...maybe it's not so strange.  But I don't believe in all that fate crap."

[Terenia]

Kara murmurs slightly in her sleep at Mar's touch, curling herself into a tighter ball before falling back into a deep slumber.

[Gaz]

Gaz shrugs. "No one really questions where Cortex gets his stuff. Whether or not anyone wants to admit it, they're afraid if they do, he won't sell to them anymore. And I'm not surprised he isn't too well known. Like Fletcher said, he's selective about who he deals with. Those are the only people who know how to find him."

"And Captain Gaz," said Fletcher, "happens to be on ol' Cortex's list."

[Myitt]

"Well, I don't specifically need a supplier right now, but he sounds like a useful contact.  If I ever run into trouble with the Skrit Na, I'll look you up, Gaz.  You both seem like good folks to know in a tough spot."  Myitt takes a swig of beer.  "Heh, cheers."

Corliss nods at Kara.  "How's she doing?"

[Gaz]

Gaz raises her cup of rum. "Glad to run into someone who thinks we're actually worth dealing with."

[Myitt]

"Glad to run into a couple of pirates who'd rather have a normal conversation with me than steal all my junk," says Myitt, grinning.  "You seem like respectable types."

[Gaz]

"These days we've seen what happens to pirates who get a too radical. A little too yo ho," Gaz said.

"Says the pirate at the bar drinking rum," Fletcher quips.

"Shut up," Gaz said. "Why am I letting you on my ship?"

"I'm your cousin?" Fletcher said with a smile.

"Do you not recall the gun I was pointing in your face earlier?" Gaz asked.

Fletcher sighed. "Good point."

[Shenmue654]

Mar, seeing nothing of interest in this conversation, slowly edges towards the young Kara, sleeping soundly. Mar pauses as if to weigh the odds. Should I or should I not? .......ah, what the Hael. You're only a mortal once. Maybe.

Mar then carefully wraps his arms around Kara in a protective way as she sleeps. Essentially hugging her. ((Aww.))

[Terenia]

Kara, oblivious, only snuggles in towards the source of warmth, not waking in the slightest to Mar's touch. Which is probably a good thing since physical contact is not something she is familiar with...at least not in a pain-free way.

[Shenmue654]

Mar carefully strokes her back, relaxing. Perhaps she needs someone like me to take care of her. I suppose the people in the bar could do it, but I hardly trust them with someone so delicate. ........I shouldn't get involved. I will have her soul, and that will be that.

Mar rests himself as well, knowing that his wound is better but not gone. Best not to get active on such a sore no matter the circumstances.

[Chad32]

(Mar's a letcher. One love, dude! One love!)

Temrash leaves the container in the hold. He assumes Gaz keeps water in there. He then makes his way to the outside, but doesn't leave the ship. He sits there, facing the bar, waiting for Gaz.