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[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Ack, sorry guys, especially to you Tara since both your chars are interacting with me.  I sorry.    ))

Ossanlin looks at Myitt.  <Well, yes in fact.  I just touch you and you enter a submissive daze for a few moments.  It's completely temprorary.>  Ossanlin reachs out and touches Tara's arm and absorbs her DNA, combining it with that already acquired, excluding her extra 'X' chromosome.  It's done in a few moments and he turns to Corliss.  <Well, another set of nucleic acids couldn't hurt.  If that's okay, it's probably best to acquire as many different versions of human DNA as possible.>  Ossanlin reaches out to Corliss' shoulder, a bit of his index finger touching Mike's neck, and absorbs his DNA, recombining it again with what he already has.  He takes his hand away and looks around, addressing both Myitt and Corlss.

<Well, I've done nothing but be civil to Ardiss...I suppose she'll only see it as an elaborate plot if I reveal myself to her after speaking with her.  At the least I can possibly garner her intentions.  I believe I will be a sub-ordinate soldier to Visser 8.  Then I can explain what a pompous earth-donkey he is and no one will argue.>  Ossanlin eye-smiles as he finishes his DNA combinations and forges what he considers to be a suitable formulations of nucleic acids.  <It's done...I believe this should be a fairly unique individual.  What rank insignia do you have on those old uniforms Corliss?>

Ossanlin glances back at Mar as he comes out of the bar.  <A romantic interest?  I suppose as a human it's possible, but I'm sure Myitt has her own agenda, and I'm already with another.  I wouldn't worry about it Mar.  Yes, it should be interesting being human...>

[Alic]

((GOSH 'BOUT TIME LUKE!!!! jk    ))

[Myitt]

((Haha Luke, how dare you have a life!    How's the puppy?))

Myitt zones out temporarily as Ossanlin acquires Tara's DNA, shaking her head after a moment.  "Wow.  That was anticlimactic.  I feel like that all the time."

"It's called sleep deprivation, love," says Corliss, shaking the funk off after Ossanlin acquires Michael.  He eyes Ossanlin.  "The uniforms are unmarked, standard issue.  I might be able to find something for you, though, the Skimmer has lots of odds and ends."

"I just get the impression this is going to be weird," Myitt says with a smirk.  "But what the hell, if it teaches her something new, great.  If we're still talking to a brick wall, at least we tried.  And she's no longer a threat."  She glances off in the direction Mar went, back toward the bar.  "He's convinced he's in love with me.  Me, as in Myitt, not Tara.  Something about a past life, if you believe that.  Can you imagine?  A Yeerk and a pan-dimensional lunatic.  Considering he does appear to possess my soul, or some part of me I can't deny exists, I can see why he might feel strongly about me; but really, it's just creepy.  I'd almost feel bad for the guy, if he didn't think he owned me."  She rocks back and forth on the heels of her boots.  "So, shall we head to the Skimmer and find you some clothes?"

She waves Corliss along and starts off through the foliage, following a trail of smashed saplings that will lead them to their half-crashed Skimmer ship.

When they arrive a moment later, Myitt whistles, surveying the damage.  "You mean you couldn't fix this thing?" she chides her sibling.

"I was getting to it!" Corliss protests. 

The Skimmer, a large, black, insectoid ship, lies on its side, partially covered with leaves and splintered trees.  It is dented and has torn up a large swath of dirt around its path, but nothing appears to be leaking, smoking or on fire.

"Be careful in there," Myitt warns.

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine," says Corliss, clicking on a miniature flashlight hooked into one of his belt compartments.

The ship still responds to the emergency exterior hatch protocol, and Corliss steps inside, onto the tilted floor.  In a few moments he comes back out with a black uniform, and a small insignia. 

"Here ya go, mate, you're in luck, I have a lot of crap in my junk drawer," says Corliss with a lopsided grin, handing Ossanlin the clothing.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

(( :p at both of you Tara and Patty.  Aleksey's doing good.    There are some more recent pics up as well as pics of my house on my photobucket.  http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss177/Celebrin_Lunari/?start=0  I keep meaning to call Jess too but things keep coming up.  I hear plans are being made and she's trying really hard to include me which I appreciate.  Whenever I think of it it never seems like a good time to call.  ))

Ossanlin shrugs a bit.  <Well, speaking from one pan-dimensional being to another, he's a pretty decent guy...aside from the soul-essence stealing part.  It could've been worse.>  He follows Myitt and Corliss to the Skimmer and surveys the damage silently.  The ship had taken more of a hit from the short drop than he'd thought.

As Corliss enters, Ossanlin begins his new morph with all the wonderful bone-grinding, popping, sloshing noises that accompany morphing.  In short order, he is 100% human, a bit built and a little tall thanks to the Helghan DNA, but otherwise normal.  Straight black hair brushes his shoulders, his eyes still bright blue, though they have lost their personal luminescence.  His skin has a normal, healthy color if without any semblance of a tan, and his face is symmetrical, leading to a not-unattractive human looking to be about 25 years old.  He also happens to be standing in front of the skimmer completely and totally naked, and not even trying to cover himself due to his natural andalite instincts.

<This is strange...oh...I suppose I must formulate words in an audible fashion.>  "Hello...I am Yeressat-139 of the Sereck-Nai pool.  Nye...nyeh..."  Ossanlin chews on the words a bit, turning away from Myitt as he hears Corliss rummaging out of the Skimmer.  "Ah...Corliss...Than k you."  Ossanlin takes the folded clothing and proceeds to don the pants awkwardly, nearly falling over.  "Why do humans not have tails?  It seems such an evolutionary flaw..."

[Alic]

((just watched wolverine. And he was naked. Yumm. It made me think of you, Luke! Lol)
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[Chad32]

(I'm glad the puppy's doing well. You're a responsible person, Oss.)

[Myitt]

((Aw Luke, cute pictures, and that's a nice place!  Did you buy it?))

"Yeah, could've been worse," Myitt mutters.  "Could've been raining."  She watches curiously as Ossanlin morphs human; it really isn't too often she gets to watch the process, and up close, unless Alic is around.  Or that kid Mike.  She vaguely wonders what had happened to him.

"I think he's kind of got your nose," Corliss says conversationally, stepping back as Ossanlin changes.  "No problem, mate, hope it fits okay."

"Well he's as pale as you are, Michael," Tara breaks in, with a smirk.  "Kind of like you a lot, actually, with longer hair."

"Come off it, I'm prettier," Michael says slyly.  "No offense, Ossanlin."  

Tara just rolls her eyes, and then helps Ossanlin regain his balance, an arm around his shoulders.  "As for the no tails thing, it's a long story, mostly involving going from swinging around in trees to running around chasing very fast food."  Myitt resumes control and grins at him, shifting her weight to her other leg as she keeps helping him stand up.  "If I let Tara go on, she'll really start lecturing."

<I will not,> says Tara glumly.

<Will too.>

<Will not.>

Myitt giggles.  "Sereck Nai.  You really had to go and pick the boondocks, huh?  I guess she's less likely to know you, if you're from someplace out of the way.  I wonder if Ardiss was even born on the homeworld?"  She helps Ossanlin head back to the bar, Corliss sealing up the ship and following behind them.

[Alic]

((youll call jess but never ever answer my calls.. D: ))

[Chad32]

Temrash noticed someone coming in, with a Yeerk uniform on. He almost greeted him as Oss, but noticed it didn't look like one of the Helgans he saw earlier. Or a combination of the Helgans, either. Really, he looked like a tall Human.

<That Oss?> Jagill thought.

<I'm not sure. It's not what I expected. But he is wearing a standard issue Yeerk uniform. And he did show up soon after Oss left. I think Oss may be trying something tricky. We'll keep an eye on this guy.>

Temrash gave a friendly gesture to the new incomer, and pulled a seat over for him at the table, but he didn't call the man by Oss' name.

[Darth Revan]

((hopefully Ossy can control his Andalite stuttering when talking to Ardiss. ))

[Chad32]

(Naw, that's half the fun of an Andalite being in Human form. The other half is gluttony.)

[Alic]

(Im sure he will manage just fine. )

[Terenia]

Ardiss had lapsed back into her moody silence after Temrash's comment about not lasting as a Visser. She didn't feel that it was necessary to answer Mar. She doubted his experiences were even remotely similar to hers. To bide time, she begins to trace the grain of the wood at the bar with her fingertip, concentrating on the whorls rather than her surroundings. She does not notice the "new" entrants.

[Myitt]

Myitt and Corliss entered a bit behind Ossanlin, just to dispel any suspicions. 

"Well, the Skimmer's bust," says Corliss, looking around. 

"No, it's not," Myitt replies, taking a seat at the bar near Temrash.  Corliss remains standing.  "It's too expensive to leave behind, we're going to fix it."

[Chad32]

"You could ask that engineer to fix it for you. Or I could get some tools and help out." Temrash said. "You might be able to get Asmodee to do any heavy lifting that is needed. He's been napping in his chair for a while."