Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Terenia]

<<Yes, it's me. I'd prefer it if you didn't squash me,>> Terenia lands on Joanne's shoulder, buzzing her wings irritably. She paces back and forth on the fabric of her shirt for a moment or two, collecting her thoughts before responding.

<<Living on the Blade Ship isn't all bad,>> she says at last, <<I can stay close to Earth...close to Tammy. Visser Three is a horrid, wicked being who will not kill me because he enjoys my suffering, but I find that I have become a bit numb over the years. It isn't so much that Tammy is all I have left, either. I mean, yeah, she is, but it's more than that...>>

Terenia trails off, trying to put her desire into words, but ultimately she is unsuccessful.

<<I dunno, I guess....it's like, when I was little, my dad used to always tell me how worthless I was, and he like, reveled in my mistakes. Now that I'm older, it's like everything I've done has just proved him right. I couldn't survive as a human, or as an Andalite. I was forced to murder my own brother, for God's sake. If I can save Tammy...maybe then I won't be a total screw up, you know?>>

[Shenmue654]

Joanne smiles a bit, taking a softer tone of voice. What Terenia has said brings Joanne back very far. "Hey. It's okay. You gotta be good at somethin', right? Everybody is. You ain't worthless. Kess told me that about me. See..."

Joanne stares off a bit oddly. "...my folks were nice to me when they were sober. They were always busy, but that's 'cause we had ta keep the house an' all. But when they got tanked...they got a lot less nice and there was more discipline. Couldn' do much except school...an' sometimes the house set on fire. Didn' feel good about how I was doin'. And eventually...they found out anyway. Thought I was bad too."

Joanne then smiles. "But here I am workin' great jobs with Kess! Things'll look up if you get away from that furry bastard an' get your sister back! Everythin's better with some kinda family. You'll see."

[Chad32]

(I guess I could bring a new person to the bar. What if he's a wraith-like creture that collects souls like Mar, who is drawn to the place by Mar's gauntlet? so he'll want to take mar's gauntlet for himself. He'll be a kind of Grim Reaper expy who collects souls into his scythe blade when he kills them. But he won't be really violent.)

[Shenmue654]

((Seems dangerous, actually. Know that Mar's gauntlet, well...if the wraith tried to remove that, let's just say Mar would suddenly become right-handed. XD That, and it's a really dangerous piece of equipment. Mar would take serious issue with the wraith trying to steal it, and there would definitely be a fight. Though Mar's in no position to fight. Non-violence isn't an option. <__<; Secondly...if he already has a device that stores souls, why would he need Mar's? Though I like the fact that you seem to want to mess with the "poor guy". xD ))

[Chad32]

(No, he wants the sould collected into the gauntlet. unless I'm mistaken, and souls aren't actually kept him there. I forget. it's just a thought. I don't feel like bringing Zoshonel back, and I like it when there's some kind of conflict going on. Not that the Wraith would know the gauntlet is dangerous. Just that there are souls inside.)

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne couldn't help but lean back against his hand, needing the extra support for a moment. Still, she managed to look up at him with a rueful smile. "You're sorry? Without my stupidity in giving away those names, none of this would've happened. You've been nothing but helpful this entire time, even when it made you physically sick to be around me." She sat up a little, her eyes returning to their normal size--perhaps even softening a little. "Thank you, Mar."

[Johnny Xtreme]

Lucans’ spots quickly changing to bright gold was his only reaction. He immediately knew that Priton had taken over which confirmed his suspicions.

 “Greetings Priton I was wondering how long I was going to have to wait.” As he finished speaking a slow smile appeared on his face. It was not a friendly smile, either.

[Stephquiem]

"Wait for what?" He shifted slightly, keeping the door in his peripheral vision.

<Don't bolt,> Genie warned. <We've only got one trick, don't go giving it away before you know it's necessary.>

<I know. I'm not an idiot.> The element of surprise was as important when you had to retreat as it was when you attacked.

<We can debate that later.>

[Johnny Xtreme]

Lucan tensed slightly, but showed no signs. “Priton I know you are thinking of running for the door. I request that you do not, because I do not wish to harm Genie.”

“The answer to your question is simple Priton. I know Genie would answer my question, but I knew you wouldn’t allow her to do so.”

[Stephquiem]

"There's always option B," Priton muttered to himself. To Lucan, "Genie has marginally less to lose by answering your questions. It's a matter of self-preservation. I'm sure you can understand that need."

<I like this guy,> Genie said. <He's perceptive.>

<And that's exactly why I don't like him.> He sighed. "If I let Genie tell you everything, I doubt she'd leave out points of weakness. It's potentially dangerous for me to let my guard down like that. I trust her. I do not trust you." He reached for his whiskey, not taking his eyes off Lucan.

[Johnny Xtreme]

“I understand it perfectly Priton. In fact if you had allowed Genie to divulge any information about the Yeerk species I would be disappointed.”

Lucan’s spots turned a dull pink as a friendly smile spread across his face. Luck was on his side and this was gonna pay off. “I am currently on a job and I would like both yours and Genies assistance.”

[Stephquiem]

Priton narrowed his eyes. "I see." He didn't, actually. At all. "What exactly is the point of asking for everything we know, then?"

[Terenia]

<<I'm sorry,>> Terenia said, not knowing how else to respond. Shockingly enough alcoholic, abusive parental figures weren't the most common thing one stumbled upon in the galaxy. That particular form of torment seemed to lie almost exclusively within the realm of humanity, from Terenia's experiences.

<<Maybe we can figure something out that will benefit both of us, without getting the others involved,>> Terenia says, then quickly amends, <<all three of us, I mean. I'm waiting on a call from my sister's Yeerk. Myitt and Ossanlin set a trap in New Mexico with a fake Escafil Device. Zorish may go straight there, but odds are he will contact me first. I know how to work the device, he does not. He may even come here to search for me first, although I don't know if he'll have enough time for it.>>

Terenia runs through her options, trying to come up with a workable angle. At the moment she feels a bit as though she has a giant puzzle in front of her. All of the pieces are there, but she has no idea how they fit together, and some of them are still turned upside down.

<<You think the ship's left yet? I'm getting a bit tired of being an insect.>>

[Johnny Xtreme]

"I was hired to locate an alien world and species. If you assist me I will split the payment with you.”

Lucan drained the last of his drink, his spots changing, then turned a light blue. He took 5 gold cylinders 98 silver pyramids and 2 bronze cubes out of his coat pocket and put them on the bar.

He looked at Genie for a moment then stood slowly. “The choice is yours, but I am not one to wait you must make it now.”

[Stephquiem]

Priton picked up a cylinder and twirled it in his hand before setting it back on the bar. He could use money. The supplies on the ship weren't going to last indefinitely.

"Why do you need to locate them? Why does whoever hired you want you to locate them?" This wasn't exactly helping his opinion of Lucan. Neither was Genie's curiosity.

<It's not like we're doing anything,> she reminded him. <It's going to get boring out here real fast.>

Priton grimaced, reminding himself for the hundreth time why he should have left her at home, found another host, or just let her kill him quickly. Instead they were wandering aimlessly, making bargains with strange aliens.

"If," he stressed, for Genie's benefit as much as Lucan's, "we help you, I need to know at least that much."