Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

"I've got the thrusters on my monitor.  Keep those dampeners and the shields holding, Ozzy," Myitt calls over the drone of the protesting engines.  "Ha HAH!  Good shot Elayne!"  She holds her breath, waiting to see if it hits, anxiously scanning the readouts as well as the main viewscreens.

[Chad32]

"Wow, they actually went into a cold start to get to me. They do know once I get to Earth it will take me time to find these Humans, right? They don't need to kill their ship like that."

<Maybe they think you'll run to Visser Three directly.>

"And let him take credit? No way! besides once he finds out I'm listed as dead that will be all the excuse he needs to kill me and take what I've obtained. Oh well."

Suddenly a shot came, but he was watching for it. He veered to the right, but it managed to singe the battleworn bug's left side. Before exiting atmosphere he sent out a flash bomb from the rear of the ship.

"I didn't expect them to jump up that quickly, but this should keep them from getting off a second shot. Time to hit Z-Space and plan to get a new ship. Shots are much easier to dodge when you're expecting them."

He entered orbit, and activated the charged up Z-Space engine. The whiteness of Z-Space enveloped his ship as he began hurtling through to reach Earth.

[Myitt]

Myitt's eyes widen.  "Oh, ****, we've got incoming!" she yells, banking the Skimmer hard left.  The flash bomb silently explodes somewhere to their right, pushing the ship even further onto its left keel until it's nearly vertically sideways.  Even with the inertial dampeners and artificial gravity, the angle of tilt is extremely unnerving.

"Warning: Right front shields at...30 percent," the computer warns androgynously in Yeerkish.

"Full power to inertial dampeners, Ossanlin!" Myitt gasps, gripping onto the control panel as her bolted-down metal chair creaks sideways on its makeshift base.  As soon as she can reach the floating holoscreen, she quickly straightens the ship back out to horizontal, breathing heavily.

Brushing Tara's frizzy brown hair out of her eyes, she watches Sukohn's ship vanish into z-space on the screens.  The Skimmer continues floating on inertia, entering the planetoid's low orbit.  Hundreds of thousands of stars dot the two main viewscreens, and the floating holodisplays.

It would be beautiful, if it weren't so awful.

[KitsuneMarie]

Issid gasped, pulling back from the weapons controls as if they were vipers and seizing the arm rests with white-knuckled hands. When the Skimmer's terrifying motions finally stopped, she raised her head, staring ahead in shock. How did I end up here? she wondered, just as Elayne gasped, <What the hell? Where are we?>

She was on an older model Yeerk ship: that much was clear. When she swung her head to the side, she saw a human woman and an Andalite, the latter of which caused her eyes to narrow in reactive hatred. Issid squashed the shocked emotions that continued to pour forth from Elayne and was about to open her mouth to address the Andalite when memories hit her in a flood.

Perhaps "memories" was not quite an accurate descriptor. Rather, it was as if she abruptly had access to some incredibly vivid dreams of her host's about a space bar and these very individuals she saw before her.

Issid took her time in analyzing them, lingering in particular over this other Elayne's conversation with the Yeerk bounty hunter she now knew resided in the head of a human named Joanne. She could feel her host rifling through these new visions with equal care and curiosity, as well as revulsion. She gave an inward smirk. <How does it feel to know you are capable of betraying your own race, Elayne?> she sneered to her.

<Shut up! That wasn't me! I don't know--> Elyane cried, but Issid had already tuned her out.

Issid slowly released her death grip on the arm rests and turned to the Controller. "Sorry for the damage to your ship, Myitt," she said, her tone apologetic.

[Myitt]

"Hey, it's all right," Myitt says glumly.  "We survived, I guess.  I can repair the shields...but shouldn't we follow him?  Or send someone to intercept him?  Goddamn it, if Sukohn gets back to Earth and accomplishes what he set out to accomplish, the repercussions could be devastating.  For all we know, they could already be happening.  I can't believe you'd throw in the towel on your own race, trusting him and that goddamned turelek like that." 

She sits back with a sigh, and the big old metal chair, built for Hork-Bajir and bolted into the floor, nearly topples backward.  Myitt catches herself and leans forward again, staring out the viewscreens.  "Keshin said they were human.  Humans, fighting alone?  I've always been skeptical of the rumors...but how could a bunch of humans...no, the reports are always of morphed warriors.  A handful of morph-capable humans?  Could they really make such a big difference in how it all plays out?" 

[Terenia]

"I suppose that is the difference between us, then. That is what makes me human and you...well, not," Terenia says. She isn't sure exactly what to call Mar, "I, and most humans, do not know how to give up. We don't give in just because someone tells us to. We don't stop fighting because it's convenient. We don't take the easy way out just because it means less pain. I never said that my fight was a glorious one, but it is a righteous one."

As Terenia speaks her hands ball up into fists. She hasn't become so emphatic about her own species in awhile and it seems a strange irony that while she is doing so the Imperial guard is racing away with the information that could destroy them all.

"Humans don't give in," she says, "and that is why I am not giving up on my sister, no matter what she says, no matter what Visser Three does to me and no matter what the rest of these bar patrons try and force upon me. You think the mere fact that my sister is a voluntary host will stop me? Don't be a fool."

[Myitt]

((Just a quick aside, guys--I think since Elayne's the only one (that we know of) who is from the future, and the same universe as Myitt, Keshin, Terenia(?), Alic, Ossanlin, and whoever else wants to be from the original Animorphs universe, then this change will only affect Elayne at the moment.  She's the only one whose past is altered, because for everyone else, this is still their present.  Annnd my head is going to explode.  Let me know if you guys have any questions/objections.))

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin's eyes widen a bit as he saw the fash charge dropped and reinforces the forward shields as Myitt veers.  As the bomb explodes the inertial dampeners give of a high-pitched whine trying to compensate for the change in momentum and Ossanlin is thrown from his hooves, his body impacting Myitt's chair before he slams against the forward starboard bulkhead, slumping to his knees as his breath is knocked out of him.  At the same moment, space-time twists and contorts and Elayne's strange signature becomes even stranger, this made exceedingly obvious by Ossanlin's current Silver-Blade senses.

Ossanlin grunts and gets to his hooves again.  The "feel" around Elayne is horribly twisted and wrenched, something like the magnetic field of a hot-burning star.  He directs a private thought to Myitt.  <<Something is wrong with Elayne...I don't know what but her energy signature just twisted around into something I've never seen before.  I don't know what happened but she's even more out of place than she was before...I don't know how else to describe it.>>

He groans again and gets back to the co-pilot station de-activating the warning claxons and stabilizing life-support as it is slight more necessary now.
<It doesn't look like any permanent damage.  The thrusters are stressed and the inertial-dampeners will have to be realigned.  The shield emitters have a bit of damage from overload....it should be fairly easy to fix....but I'm more worried about the damage to time itself.>  Ossanlin looks around at the strange stars that were in the wrong place here in the sway of the planetoid holding the GESB.

<I think time is important.  If you want Myitt, we can take the Mirage...she has camouflage as well...I don't know if we should pursue him in the Skimmer...The thrusters won't be able to fully function again for a while...that cold start really reamed them.>

((Makes sense to me Tara.  Oh, and by the way guys, in case you didn't catch it, Ossanlin is Silver-Blade right now.  I.E. he has silver fur, silver hooves, silver tail-blade, bright sky-blue eyes, and a bunch of extra sensory perception as well as time-manipulative capabilities.  He can switch between being a silver-blade and a regular andalite at will...but he's pretty weak right now.  Using silver-blade abilities really takes it out of him and he needs a lot of time to recover, so he'll probably revert soon.))

[Shenmue654]

As the bomb explodes, Keshin bashes hard against his corner of the ship, slumping down somewhat. Keshin groans and rubs his head, glancing around him to see if any of the others have noticed that he is on the ship. Conveniently enough, they all seem too distracted to realized that the bounty hunter that caused the entire mess is sitting onboard trying not to cause a scene.

Keshin smacks his forehead. <What the hell were we thinking, coming on here just because Myitt "asked?" Normally you're the one who decides to screw over self-preservation out of sheer curiousity.>

<Kess, let's face it: if we didn't up in stuff like this, life wouldn' be any fun.>

<Yes, and we'd live a nice boring longer life. Remind me never to do this again.>

<I won't, Kess.>
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Mar sighs with a somewhat arrogant air to his voice, clenching and unclenching his fingers from his palm. "I didn't make this out to be an issue of human willpower, my dear. I'm just saying that it is insane for you to be caring about a heartless woman that has sold you out. Myitt may loathe me, but I have a guarantee that after she dies she will spend forever with me. Myitt is also a far stronger and far more decent individual than the person you described. The person that would give up their freedom and ignore their blood.  And for what? I never did find out why.”

As soon as Mar finishes these words, a chill shoots down his spine. A spike of energy has just gone up that causes him to nearly stumble flat on his face, although he eventually recovers his balance. Mar winces and slams his fist on the table.   Damn, it’s already happened.  They couldn’t stop it. Elayne may be forever changed…or not. ….I cannot worry about it now. They will return, and then I shall see about bringing the timeline and her back if necessary. Mar then clears his throat and begins to speak once more.

"As for human beings...I can personally attest to what you say about them. Their tenacity is so strong that they can break free of their own limits far faster than other mortals, for the sake of mere emotion. But you strike me as a rather desperate, lonely person grasping futilely for the only thing she has left.” Mar laughs. “You’re not all similar to the heroes I have known, though you carry the same spark. Distorted and twisted.”





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[Myitt]

((Kels, you sent Keshin deeper into the ship--which is larger than a Bug fighter, and pretty much goes cabin-pool room-bunks-engines.  I figured Kess was in the pool area or in the crew quarters, which makes it considerably easier to hide x3  And thanks Luke...heh, this is great.  In an awful way!  ))

Myitt nods blankly at Ossanlin, taking in the weight of his private message, but also focusing her attention on the last few alerts popping up all around her in thin air.  The globular cabin ceiling lights dim to red, then flicker back to their normal white.

"Skimmer's pretty well cooked, after that," Myitt agrees, turning the ship around and heading at a steep angle back down into the planetoid's upper atmosphere.  "Corliss only fixed it up a little while back, and I think we asked too much of it."  She pats the grey metal of the control panel appreciatively.  "Maybe we'd better take the Mirage.  Ossanlin, are you okay?  You damn near knocked my seat out of its socket." 

The look she gives Ossanlin means business.  "Maybe we'd better head back down, get you to a proper medic on your Mirage.  Looks like that field trip to New Mexico will have to be postponed a bit."  She glances over at Elayne.  "Whaddaya think, Elayne?  We should all let our favorite blue fuzzy pals check us out on our way after that dapsen.  We had quite a close call."

Looking back at the screens, Myitt carefully adjusts the speed and angle of their descent, while blue flames flicker over the outer shielding.

"Warning: Frontal shielding at...42 percent..."

"I know, acknowledge," Myitt snarls in Yeerkish, tapping feverishly at one of the screens.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin grunts as his side twinges.  Normally his silver-blade abilities would heal a wound quickly, but he can already feel the stress of energy fatigue.  He reverts to his regular form.  That strange twisting around Elayne was making him feel nauseous anyway, at least in his regular form it wasn't as glaringly obvious...sort of like going from a very sharp head-ache to a dull throb.

<I think I may have bruised a couple of costae...I'm sorry about the damage to your seat.  Breathing is a bit painful, but otherwise I'm alright.  Perhaps it wouldn't be a terrible idea to have the Mirage's automedic look at all of us just to make sure nothing's amiss.  Concussions for one do not show obvious signs until they become dire.>  Ossanlin realigns the shield emitters to reinforce the shields to the fore as much as possible in the Skimmer's damaged state.  <Yes, I hope Terenia is still here when I return...I wouldn't put it past her to leave with us gone.  She may lose courage very quickly.  Perhaps the Tyrennian is a big enough threat to keep her here.>

Ossanlin glances at Elayne.  Perhaps a bioscan from the automedic would turn up any anomalies...that strange twisting around her seemed incredibly unhealthy.

[Alic]

((Life is calming down a bit. Whew! And we have internet at home as of today. I'm just trying to see how Alic can squeeze back into this. I won't be able to post 10 times a day anymore but at least once or twice. Any ideas how Alic may have missed out on the fun?))

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Patty!  <3  Welcome back, babe!!  A lot has happened, the most recent action on my end...an Imperial just absconded towards Earth with the names of the 'resistance fighters' in hand.  Myitt, Ossanlin, Elayne, and Keshin I think are all going on a mission to stop him...though the motives of some are questionable.  At least I think those four are all going, up to their players.  I know Ossanlin's going, and I think Tara's bringing Myitt...as for the rest I can't speak.    I'm sure you can work back in pretty easily.    I think the only real active RPers in the bar now are Mar and Terenia...I apologize if I forgot anyone.))

[Terenia]

"Just because something is a desperate cause doesn't mean it is a lost cause," Terenia says softly, "my sister is only in this situation because of me, so it is up to me to get her out whether she wants it or not."

Terenia is about to go on, but Mar's sudden outburst throws her off a bit.

"What happened?" she asked, peering towards he grubby bar windows. There is nothing to be seen, and the noise has, for the most part, calmed down. Whatever excitement had been going on is evidently over now. Terenia vaguely wonders if she could use all of the fuss as an opportunity to escape the bar. She glances towards the back corner of the bar, where Claxter still waits.

<Damned pony-boy,> she mutters internally, <Ossanlin's little puppet. I doubt he'd let me get ten feet.>

[Chad32]

<I suppose when and if we do get Tamora, we'll have to keep her away from you. You've never been in control of your own life, and the only thing you have control of is Efaen's. I wouldn't want you to do the same to your sister.> Claxter said. He wanted to go outside and see what was going on, but was afraid Terenia would run if he did.

<<Prince Ossanlin. Can you hear me? What is going on out there?>> He called in the hopes that Oss would hear.

(Welcome back Patty. I guess you could make up something about having to do something for Oss. Claxter wants to go to Earth, and I'm hoping they bring Terenia along as well because I'd like to see that plot continue.)