Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

"Last time I checked," Myitt says, waving to the bartender.  He sets down a second glass and Myitt fills it and her own.  She sets the glass next to her, looking over her shoulder.  "Sub-visser Forty-Six of the Andalite Military.  Talk about anomalies.  Sit the heck down, didn't you guys know there was a reunion going on?  I certainly didn't."  She smiles.

[SubVisser46OTAM]

Sub sits down next to her old friend, smiling happily,"Anomalies my *ss." And she pushes the drink back over in front of Myitt,"Nah, I just got this feeling that I should visit the old place. Maybe it's lonely and callin' out to us or something. So, how are things on the resistance front? You still with them or did you go independent?"

[SubVisser46OTAM]

She suddenly sits bolt upright and blinks, then lets out a rather colorful stream of curses, a mix of several different languages, then explains. "Emergency call. Gotta run. Good seein' ya again, Myitt!"

The woman jumps up and bolts out of the bar, yelling out behind her,"I'll be back soon!"

((Going away for the weekend. :-) Don't have too much fun without me! Q.Q :-D <3 ))

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shalner glances at Sub as she bolts out of the room, giving her a curt nod. Turning to Breekan, she sighs and grimaces. "You know, maybe he took mine. I can't seem to remember the past few days. He hasn't interfered in a while, so I had assumed...." She snorts back a laugh. "Oh god, I don't want to deal with 'daddy dearest' again. I think I'd rather be stuck here, than grovel to him for anything." She slumps onto the table burying her face in her hands.

[PrinceRonny]

Ronny walked up to the bar again, this time satiated and able to make conversation. <Sorry I disappeared like that. I haven't fed that well in ages. I thank you, friend.> Turning to Myitt a smile appeared in his eyes, all 4 of them. <So. It seems that the Bar has a new lease on life. I wonder what sparked a sudden reappearance of so many in such a short time.>

[Breekan1]

Breekan pats her with awkward reassurance on the back. "Hey, no worries. Believe you me, there's very little in the way of groveling in what I'm talking about- pops had me... interred... amongst his fleet for quite a bit recently. I don't quite recall all what happened myself- I came to in this uniform with a replacement jaw and a leg that goes clank. Regardless, between you and me Mr. Bigeye didn't loan me the ship voluntarily. And I'm pretty sure I managed to remove all of the cerebral transmitters, so we shouldn't be found any more easily than usual."

He glances over at Carol. "So, your species' morphing- is there any risk of getting stuck? I've heard the Andalites can't stay in one form for too long without getting awful cozy. Or maybe I met a Kafit bird that somehow learned how to talk. He was a lovely fellow either way."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

She sits up and looks at Breekan "Ah...so he's not pleased with you easier...I think he may have done something to my mind. I can't seem to remember much, things have been, ah...fuzzy lately." She gulps down the remained of her second glass of Redin. "I just hope this place is still as protected as it has been...otherwise the big eye in the sky will be with us soon, I'm sure...especially with both of us being in the same place...And speaking of the sky..." She lifts her head and stares up into the rafters, scanning them for signs of anything lurking. She shakes her head quickly, and looks forlorn. She smiles at B1. "Nice job with the transmitters though. That was how he found me last time. I missed one."

[Myitt]

"See ya around, Sub," Myitt says with a grin, sliding Sub's drink closer.  "And yeah, Ronny, this is some weird sh*t right here.  This place has been dead for a long time.  Look at the bartender, he almost looks happy."

The bartender returns from serving the six drinks that Shalner had helped him with, settling behind the bar and picking up a glass.  Drying it, unsmiling.  

"...almost," Myitt says flatly, shrugging and looking back at Ronny. "Anyway, to answer Sub's question, yes, Virginia, there is still a rebellion.  And that's all I'm gonna say about that."  She downs half of the new glass of redin, feeling a little woozy but not caring much.  

<Besides cabbage.>

"Besides cabbage," the Yeerk murmurs in agreement.  "What've you been up to these days, Ronny my man?"

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal flags the bartender, and orders a burger. She winces as the bartender enters the freezer and the earlier growling ensues and the sounds of the bartender scrambling around can be heard. The creature stops growling after a loud crack is heard.  The bartender re-emerges from the freezer holding a hunk of bloody meat in a piece of butcher paper, and re-adjusts his tie before heading back towards the kitchen. Shal stares quietly after him. She mutters "At least it's fresh..."

[Yarin]

Yarin watches the Bartender as he prepares the meal "What animal is that meat from?" he asks.

[AcreLorraine]

"Kinda curious aren't you.  Asking a lot of questions and all.  Don't you know there are things better left unsaid.  What's the phrase on earth, let sleeping dogs lie through the eye of a needle?"  He looked at his cards for a moment.  "Yeah that's it."

[Myitt]

The bartender glances at Yarin, then takes out the yellow notepad and writes.  He turns the notepad around and shows it to Yarin.

It reads, "Velociraptor."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal cringes as the bartender brings over the burger. She picks up the top bun and eyeballs the meat. She shrugs. "Cheers." She downs the burger fairly quickly.

[Breekan1]

Breekan scratches his head a touch nervously. As he speaks, he nods to the bartender and flashes him a photograph of a beautiful strawberry milkshake. "Well, don't congratulate me too quickly- this model's very new, so there's some chance he's let some new trick in to mess with us. Still, so far so good."

As the BT* takes note of his order, B1* turns to Carol. "Right right, forgive my rudeness. I forget that there's a fine line between alien biological functions and parlor tricks."


(*Hell yes, nostalgic acronyms. Also, just out of curiosity, does anyone have any sort of plot in mind, or are we all just winging it old-school?)

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal glances nervously at the door. "Hm. Breeker, that certainly doesn't help my, ah, nervousness." She stands on the bench of the boot, and leaps up, grabbing one of the rafter beams. She pulls herself up, and darts from beam to beam, settling down against the wall directly above the front entrance to the bar.