Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Shenmue654]

((Terenia's been confronted about her involuntary host and is now trying to negotiate outside the Bar, which is getting pretty complicated. A number of the Space Bar patrons have headed to Earth for various reasons, leaving others behind. My bounty hunter has just engaged Corliss in a Bar filled with the two of them, Morgan, a severely wounded Asda, and Raksha. Not horrible odds for someone with Keshin's aim and weirdness, but they'll soon be VERY horrible odds. Fun. XD ))

[Myitt]

((Kelly, please modify your old posts instead of double posting   But thanks for providing the summary, I was too lazy x3))

Corliss used the few seconds he had to slip behind the corner of the bar, back against it, crouched down.  He winces, crying out again as a wave of heat and splinters rains down on him.  Half of that corner of the bar was gone, curled shellac and burnt wood still smoldering very close to Corliss' left side. 

"Keshin!" he calls out, heart hammering in his ears.  "You don't have to do this, you know!"

<Yeah, that'll convince the bloody nutter!> Mike cries. 

"We can give you whatever medicine you need, just stop this foolishness!"

The bartender steps back from against the rattling bottles of booze, his apron slightly charred.  He looks from one end of the bar counter to another, nonplussed.

[Shenmue654]

((XD I love the bartender. He's so totally un-worried. ;3 But...interesting offer. o.o That might actually catch their attention. Don't want to cut the crazy fight short, but it really might. ^^;; ))

Joanne blinks oddly at Corliss statement and pauses. "Do ya really mean that? If you could get us your worth in goods an' money, yeah we'd stop. We're killers, not nutjob killers."

Joanne carefully backs against the Bar, ready to fire should Corliss send off another round. " 'Sides...gettin' out'd be sort of a pain on the backside anyway."

[Six]

((I see, thank you, and now to dig up my Engineer!))

[Myitt]

"Well," Corliss half-laughs, coughing.  "I don't have it in my bloody back pocket, but as I've said, I know what we're worth and what you're after.  I can't promise you all the monetary value, but we can get you your goods.  Isn't that enough?  Or will you risk a cease of negotiations with the Yeerk rebellion?  Come on, the two of you are smart."  He pauses, wincing, looking over at his bloodied, burnt left upper arm.  

<Are you sure about that, mate?> Mike demands.  <Can we actually get her the meds she needs?>

<I don't know,> says Corliss raggedly.  <Maybe.  Do you have a better idea?>

[Shenmue654]

((Well yeah, but if I'm going to be in-character than I gotta play this right. Joanne and Keshin kill sort of because Joanne's a little bloodthirsty sometimes, but mainly because they really, really need money. The rebels have never offered them anything even close to Corliss' weight in gold because the bounty on him is similar to Myitt's (although not quite as bad. )  Of course if we want a long crazy fight, the rebels simply could not have it. X3))

[Chad32]

(I'm going to let gaz post once before my two guys enter.)

[Shenmue654]

Keshin frowns, thinking this statement over from behind the Bar counter.

<If he's tellin' the truth, it would be a sweet deal ya know. And nobody'd end up dead. Although I was kinda lookin' forward to it.>

<...that's just it. We don't know if he's telling the truth. So we have to get him to actually promise us something before the others show up. If not, let's just kill him and get this over with.>

Keshin then states in a clear voice, "Right. Here's the thing. You say you can get us the meds but not the money. But with the money we'd be able to buy certain supplies and at least double the supply we'd just get from killing you. A number of Empire goons you've pissed off know what we want and have set certain parts on the table. So unless you can get us the amount of medicine we'd be able to purchase with your bounty, then it's no deal. I don't like getting myself killed in a rebellion Bar, but the trade-off must be at least mostly equal or we're the ones who would have lost."

[Myitt]

Corliss curses silently in a number of languages. 

<That's it, mate, we're well enough past Dickies Meadow and into the bloody boiler,> Mike says tremulously. 

"Keshin, you know I can't promise you that, not right now, but can you at least consider it and give me time to work it out?  Or consider the fact that if you kill me, you won't be able to rest so easily on your payoff, not with a bounty likely put out on you?" 

He tenses up, ignoring the blinding pain in his arm, waiting to dive out of the way if he has to. 

[Shenmue654]

Keshin grins a bit. This whole affair was starting to get really interesting. "How about we give you the next month and a half? That's about when the payoff we just got from the last dead guy will probably run dry. Sure you could go a little bit over that I guess, but if we found out you snitched us we'd look for payback. And we're of semi-renown among other bounty hunters. If the word got out about it, you'd have trouble hiring them and many mercenaries. And we know your guys can't cover all the ground they need to alone. So...what's it gonna be?"

Keshin carefully preps his gun and his body, just in case Corliss decides to make the first shot.

((Han shot first. x3 ))

[Myitt]

<Oh, God, mate, can we really afford to do this, with a new base and-->

<I don't know, okay?> Corliss snaps, searching for any other logical alternatives.

"Alright, I'll accept that, on one condition," Corliss states clearly.  "You give us the next month and a half to get you however much medicine our bounty would've paid for.  If I succeed, we're off the hook, and consider us both in good favor.  If I fail, promise me you won't kill us both.  My host can't be worth nearly as much as me, and besides, it's not his bloody fault he's in this situation."  He pauses for breath, cringing again.  How bad was his arm, anyway?  At least it wasn't a third degree burn.  "But before I can fully agree, I need to know how much material you're going to need.  Now, I'm going to put my Dracon on the floor, and slide it away from me.  Then I'm going to stand up, all right?  And we can talk about this like civilized people." 

He sets his black gun on the floor and gently sends it skittering a few feet away, then he stands up slowly, gripping the charred lip of the bar counter.  Blood drips from his blackened left upper arm and he nearly collapses again from the pain, taking weight off of it.

[Shenmue654]

Keshin nods almost boredly, even though considering the situation what he's basically doing is bargaining with Corliss for his life. He's done this before with a number of Sub-Vissers and such, but with them the payment was less and the refund more expected. Keshin holsters his gun and slowly stands up behind the Bar counter tiredly. "They'll be coming in here any second, so we might as well make this quick. ...sure, I won't kill you if you fail. I mean, how could I? By that time you'll be in a far safer place, and it's not like I'm a damned stalker. But again, if you do fail I can't count on us not spreading it around that the rebellion doesn't pay its dues. You guys are self-sufficient. I'm sure you can live with that."

Keshin groans and holds his own shoulder, rubbing it. Flecks of blood come off on his gloves. "Ohh, that's not good."

[Chad32]

(should I just go ahead and burst in now, since the one on one is over?)

[Shenmue654]

((Yeah, sure. Although actually, you could've busted in at any other time. Sorry it was such a short one-on-one. <__<; I can't believe they actually worked something out. X3 It'd be kind of funny in a crazy sort of way if Zoshonel tackled Keshin anyway. ))

[Chad32]

(He will)

Claxter ran through the doorway with his shredder ready. <What is ging on!?> He said as he scanned the room.

Zoshonel dropped through the hole in the roof, trying to come at another angle. He saw Keshin and dived straight at him, as the others were much less likely to start shooting someone up.