Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Six]

Wrex flinched at the gunshot then lunged at the Bounty hunter, grinning as he deck-tackled him ‘I love it when they try ta take me in!’ He punched him in the face once more before standing, bringing the bounty hunter up with him and dragged him to the door “Now we’ze can duke it out nice and proper!” He laughed as he threw the bounty hunter bodily outside and followed.

(W00t! Brawl!)

[Hunter]

((yeah! bar brawls are awesome, but not when ur on the loosing side!))

As he was thrown outisde by Wrex, he managed to get his coat off before he hit the ground, so he didn't break anything in his pockets. As he tried to stand up, he attempted to wipe some off the blood that was seeping out of a cut in the side of his face.

"You're in for it now, Wrex!" Hunt yelled as he swung a sloppy left-hook then he sent a pretty decent right hook and smaked him square in the bottom jaw.

[Six]

He stumbled backwards a few when the right-hook connected before recovering and aiming an uppercut at his chin “Lemme guess yer that ar$e Hunter? Well youz chose the wrong guy ta fight!” Not caring about any consequences he whipped out his big ‘ol hunting knife and lashed out with it.

(you can dodge the knife but at least let his fist clip you if you throw yourself backwards)

[Hunter]

As Wrex made to upper-cut him, Hunter tried to dodge it, but he was a bit slow, and it sent him sprawling backwards, making him fall on his back. as he stepped back up, he noticed that there was a massive hunting knife flying towards him. Hunter side-stepped to the left, and proceeded to elbow him into the back on the head.

(ok peepz! thats gonna be the last post from me for tonight! cya all next time!!)

[Myitt]

Myitt barely registers the fight going on, even when it gets taken noisily outside.  She glares at Torran and Joanne. 

<The two of them.  Don't even know each other.  What are the goddamn odds of that?  Don't answer that...>

<Myitt, uh, am I the only one who...kind of...thinks Joanne might not just be totally cracked out?>

<Yes!> she hisses. 

<Uh huh.  Well, I remember what she's talking about, so I know you sure as hell do.>

"There's no way he can know where we are," she finally says aloud, tersely. 

[Breekan1]

B1 snaps to wakefulness rather suddenly, noticing the newcomers and then the nasty brawl going on between the bounty hunter and the surly basilisk. He looks at his empty glass, then at the melee between himself and the bar, sits back and sighs.

[SubVisser46OTAM]

Sub comes out of the bathroom at the sound of the fight, grumbling at usual. As it gets taken outside she sighs and walks idly to the door, taking out her shredder and setting it on stun. She stops, leaning againt the doorframe, watching the action for a bit before taking careful aim at the guy with the knife.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

<Such violence...this place was never this rowdy before.>  *remains next to Myitt, not wanting to step out from between her and her "not-so-much" friends.  His tail twitches as he hears the chaos coming from outside the bar on the pressurized docking platform.*  <They'd best not get Apix Evanescence involved or I might have to enforce some galactic laws...>  *Ossanlin remains in position, still not wanting to abandon Myitt, but begins to worry for the welfare of those outside, not to mention his personal transport ship.*  <Is this a regular scene around her now?>  *his tail continues to twitch as his agitation continues to grow slowly and steadily.*

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

**her=here**

((Told you, my laptop keyboard doesn't keep up with my typing.))

[esplin]

(is it ok if i jump in?)

My yeerk servants pulled the blade ship up to my, shamefully, favorite space bar.  The Galaxy's Edge.

<I am not to be bothered with anything while I am inside,> I bellowed in public thought-speak to the ship, <I will also require twenty four armed hork-bajir guards.>

I could see the human controllers at the bridge shaking as I trotted behind them.  I put one of my seven fingered hands on the shoulder of one.

<What are you scared of Estra 452?> my stalk eye curling to meet her nervous human one, <It's just a few shots of straight Kandrona human, nervous I'll take a drunken rage out on you?>

My laughter echoed through my ship as I stepped out the hatch. 

[Breekan1]

"Sub, I can't help but wondering if you're exacerbating the situation. Also-" B1 sniffs the air. "Does anyone smell evil?" He stands, creeps towards the door and presses a panel on his wrist, causing a dark black sphere to take form on his wrist. He sniffs again. "Yes. Definitely the smell of evil."

[SubVisser46OTAM]

Sub blanches at the sight of the blade ship and runs inside before being able to help defuse the fight,"MYITT! Blade ship! Sh*t, we gotta get out of here!"

((EDIT: Haha, hop aboard, Russell! This should get interesting. =D *cheers* ))

[Myitt]

Myitt sighs and turns around in the wooden chair, squinting out the foggy glass window at the red glow of something big and black.  "What, he's just here for a drink," she grumbles, but she flips up a small holoscreen display, sparked by the little blackish-green cube in her pocket.  The transparent screen flickers and scrolls text, first in green, then in crimson.  "Huh.  Yeah, you know, on second thought I think I want to get my ship outta here.  Let's take the back door."  She pauses to narrow her eyes at Torran and Joanne.  "Oh, how cute, you two and the other guy--" she nods at Hunter, "--think you can pile on the cash by making things look like you planned all this?  Is that whatcha thinkin'?" She shakes her head.  "Not in this lifetime."  She sidles past them, around the bar, past the dusty old player piano that no one ever seems to play, and kicks the back door gently open.  The little holoscreen display floats behind her head, flashing, if you can read Yeerkish backwards, "WARNING...PROXIMITY ALERT".  It flickers and vanishes.

The door leads to a small hallway with three other doors.  Myitt curses.  "Which one's the exit?" she hisses.

<How should I know?>

There are no helpful signs anywhere to be seen.  She shrugs and opens the one on the end of the hall, the most logical for the back of the building.

It opens onto a roaring blackness, and she quickly shuts it, eyes wide, back against the door.  "Wrong one," she exhales.

((Heya Russell!  Yesss, come play with us! ^___^  That IS who I think it is, right?  Canon characters at the bar...well, I'll eat my hat! ))

[SubVisser46OTAM]

Sub follows Myitt,"Hey, if we act calm enough, we might be able to just walk out of here to our ships, ya know?" once again cursing her uniform. She blinks and takes a step back as Myitt opens the wrong door and slams it shut again,"Yeah, wrong door. So, left, right, or try to walk out?"

[Myitt]

"Right, calm," Myitt says, looking left and right at the other doors.  She opens one onto a bedroom with no windows, just dim light coming from...hey, there's no lamp in there...

The bed shifts and the mattress growls at them.  Myitt slams the door shut again.  "What is WRONG with this place?"

She turns, furious, to the door on the right.  "I swear, this used to be an exit," she grunts, pushing the door with her shoulder.  It won't budge.  She steps back and kicks it, then curses again, holding her shin.  "Ow.  Alright."  She draws her Dracon and aims it at the door, wincing. 

TSEEEEWWW!  The doorknob melts off, along with a big chunk of the door.  Disintegrated.  The door swings open, creaking on old hinges that really look like they should've given when Myitt kicked the damn thing. 

She hops outside, Dracon drawn, waving Sub after her silently.