Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

((You could always interact with someone else, or talk to the bartender, Foamy ^^))

Myitt stops Temrash as he is about to leave.  "Wait just a damn minute," she hisses, keeping her voice down.  "There's still a security risk here, and if anything you've made her worse to whomever she decides to inhabit next.  Listen to her, she sounds like a pissed off Hannibal Lecter...okay, so you probably don't know who that is, and it's probably just the voice synthesizer, but still...I don't trust her word to just suddenly be all nice and cutesy with someone she believes she owns."

[Alic]

Alic had never smiled so much, an age quickened the pace a little. <You must aquire a human morph someday. Jager isn't the same unless you can taste it. Taste is amazing!> She let her tail intertwine with Ossanlin's. <Grab your weapons before that nasty hork does. I don't trust him or the.. Thing.. In his head.> The word "thing" came out harsher than she itended, and she didn't care.

Temrash passed from her thoughts, she wasn't going to let him ruin her time with Ossanlin. Alic hoped he didn't catch her watching the way his muscles moved with every step

[Chad32]

"I did noticed the change in tone." Temrash said as he left the building with Myitt. "Hopefully when she regains a host, and does things our way, she will revert back. But taking away those memories was neseccary. And yes I know there will always be some risk. But she will be watched. I know you don't trust me completely, and trust takes time, but will you please put a little more faith in my abilities? Or do you really want me in your group at all? I haven't been complaining about the fact that if corliss gets captured, and the Empire finds out he knows about me, that I would be screwed over in too many ways to count."

"All of my contacts. My hideouts. Everything. But have I gone to him and said 'Ok Corliss, now it's your turn to get your memories wiped'? No. Because I'm putting some faith in you people. Or maybe you just don't trust her. But it's the same thing. You have to give a little to get a little, Myitt. And frankly, I find it all just slightly insulting."

[Gaz]

Gaz watched the goings on quietly while sipping her rum. She'd seen a lot in her travels, but this was something new for her.

Fletcher was still working with her computer, trying to find a way to redeem himself and get rid of what Gaz had hanging over his head. Anything to get rid of her constantly giving him a hard time over trying to steal her ship.

[Myitt]

"It's not the same," Myitt growls, impatient.  "We've seen your memories and Corliss has decided he trusts you, and I trust him, so that's good enough for me.  You were once a Visser, there are plenty of reasons why we could think you weren't trustworthy.  Ardiss was an Imperial interrogator until, what, a few days ago?  Causing her host constant torment?  Yes, because of what she was taught, what we were all taught, forgive me if that doesn't make me extremely sympathetic.  She's been brainwashed.  She needs help.  But until then, no I don't trust Ardiss and I won't risk an Imperial operative knowing the location of thousands of rebel militia personnel.  What would you do, if it were your resting place, all of your friends and family at stake of being nuked in the middle of the night?  If there was even a slight chance of that happening?"  Myitt scoffs.  "Maybe you should reevaluate your priorities, Temrash."  In a moment she smirks a bit, her tone softening.  "I think we're all already screwed over in too many ways to count."

[Chad32]

"Hmm. Maybe I should reevaluate things. It's been so long since i actually worked with anyone. I'm not even sure why I'm putting so much effort into giving Ardiss another shot. I don't even know her. I guess I just want to be fair. I'm sorry that I let her get inside tara's head. I was there, and I could have probably done something. Like push her out of the way. tara would figure something was wrong when I refused to go inside her head. But what was done was done. She's no more of a risk now than if she had her entire memory wiped. If you don't want to lead her to the base while I'm supervising her, then I can take her to someone I know. She can handle things."

[Myitt]

"It's alright, Temrash.  You've done a lot to help, already.  Without you this wouldn't even be an option."  Myitt sighs.  "I've got to go talk to my people about whether we can handle Ardiss, ourselves.  Maybe provide a place for her.  In the meantime see if you have any contacts who can help."  She brings out her comm link.  "Corliss, I'm going to the base, I'll be back in a few.  Keep those lovely bar denizens company, will you?  You know which ones I mean."

"'ey, what, since when did I become the babysitter?" Corliss gripes.  "I've got work to do, you know!"

"I'll be back in a few," Myitt replies, signing off.  She really was in no mood to argue.  "Maybe I can get some real bandages..."

Corliss sighs and glances at Ardiss.  "What are we going to do with you," he murmurs, leaning on an arm.

Myitt reaches her Bug fighter and lifts off, heading toward the home base of the Yeerk rebellion.

Deep within the living hull of the ship, like a parasitic wound, blinks the tracking signal that Seran had placed several hours earlier.

((Dun dun dunnnn!  Guys, Dave and I'll be going to California to meet up with Jess and Kat (estrid) from tomorrow to July 6th, so enjoy yourselves and happy 4th of July, too Feel free to 'Yeerk' my characters if you need to.))

[Alic]

(it wont be the same without you or jess here have fun!!)

[Myitt]

((Next time, Patty--next time!  :'(  ))

[Chad32]

Temrash entered his own ship, and made contact with a friend of his. He went over some ideas for getting a new host for Ardiss, and possibly getting her a place where she'd be safe, and lightly supervised.

[Gaz]

Gaz sat at the bar again with a cup of rum. She was deciding she must really like this place. Why else would she come back? Aside from the fact that she had been paid to deliver something.

"Morgan and his crew managed to escape," Fletcher said.

Gaz smirked. "I knew they couldn't hold that old pirate."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin's smile seems perpetual as he trots with Alic back to the first clearing where they had first sparred.  He breaks their hand-contact only to pick up his weapons and strap on his battle harness.  He's much to absorbed in watching the graceful swaying of Alic's own body to notice her staring at his.  He shakes his head a bit, only mintuely, trying to clear his thoughts again.  He had to control his thoughts, they betrayed him.  A head as distracted as his would get him killed in battle.  But this wasn't battle.  He watches a ship depart and recognizes Myitt's living hull.  <It seems Myitt is departing...strange, she never leaves.>  He ****s his head at Alic and smiles again, it seemed now when he looked at her he could think of nothing but her.

<Well, I suppose we should get back...who knows what sort of rumors might've started in there by now.>  Ossanlin smirks a bit, twining his tail a bit tighter around Alic's and taking her hand again in his and starting back toward the bar.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Yeah, have fun guys.    We'll miss you!))

[Alic]

Alic wanted to fly she was feeling so good. Ossanlin made her feel and want things that she could never admit to. <Rumors??> Oh my God. They HAD been gone for quite awhile and she didn't consider the things the others might come up with... It almost embarassed her. She knew that back on Earth this kind of thing.. couples disappearing was common.. But she couldn't understand, even after all the time she spent with humans, that detail. She was blushing.
<Yeah.. Race you again!> Alic quickly stole her tail back and took off. She didn't want anyone to ASSUME anything.. and she loved to run.

[Terenia]

Kara watches Myitt argue with Temrash and Temrash leave. She glances at the table where Ardiss sits in the new tank. It would be so easy to just reach over, stick her hand in and squeeze until the slimy slug turned into goo in her hand....

She shook her head. She shouldn't be thinking like that. She should be moving forward.

"You know what, Mar? I think I could use some fresh air..."