Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Darth Revan]

Thordon nodded his head, "Very well, try to remain calm." He pushed his hands palms downward toward the middle of the two. Both Trey and Thordon began to raise off of the ground. They continued to climb until they could see all around the bar. Thordon stopped their ascent and asked, "Where would you like your ship?"

((I hope you don't mind this little god-mod.))

[Quickest Hands ever]

(( Sorry I seem to have been a bit dyslexic last night, well the past month))

<<That we shall, and thank you for the drink but one a night is my limit, at least the fermented type>> Kato said to Ossanlin before he left the bar. He wondered what his fellow Andalite meant about sharing more than their genetic heritage.  

[Darth Revan]

((Quick, Swordson still needs to respond to The Director.))

[Myitt]

Myitt smiles.  "Yes, well, I never thought I'd be sharing a drink with a human-turned-Andalite-turned-Yeerk, so there's a first time for everything."  She raises her newly filled glass cordially.  She takes a brief sip.  "I only ask because it looked like you were staring at my brother, and that slimy bastard seems to have been staring back at you.  Just sayin'."

[Terenia]

((Nope, no problem Park ))

Trey's eyes widen as he suddenly realizes that his feet are no longer supplanted on the firm ground outside the bar.

"What the -" He blanches, muscles stiffening in fear, "What are you doing!?

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Terenia chokes slightly on her drink at Myitt's comment, quickly setting it back on the counter.

"Does it?" She asks in a slightly higher pitched voice than is normal, her cheeks blazing red.

[Darth Revan]

Thordon, now sitting "Indian-style" hands still shining and facing downward, says, "I am manipulating your electromagnetic field. Don't worry, you are safe. You may move your limbs, however don't be alarmed if you don't move. If you do not enjoy this experience, I would suggest finding a space for your ship soon."

[Quickest Hands ever]

Swordson took a drink from his pint then looked at the director. "I see, well good day to you then sir"

[Darth Revan]

The Director gains an incredulous look, "'Good day?' What do you mean, 'Good day.'? I just said I can take you home, and you say 'Good day.'? So you don't want to go home?"

[Myitt]

Myitt grin broadens.  "Wow, I really have missed a lot while I was gone," she says slyly, giggling a little.  "I thought he hit it off with you the other day.  Unless he's just staring over here to make sure I don't fall off my chair, which could entirely be true.  I might, in fact."  

She looks over at Corliss and waves.  "Hey!" she calls, gesturing with her glass.  "Come over here and talk to your girlfriend with me."

Corliss strains to hear over the din, but he definitely catches the last part.  He glares at Myitt and nods a little, a look that says, 'oh, you think you're so smart, don't you, drunkie?'

Myitt just laughs.  "See, I'm right," she says to Terenia.  "About you and him, not the chair thing.  Not yet, anyway."  She hiccups quietly and hisses at the counter, "Oh, don't start this again..."

[Terenia]

"Right," Trey says, still looking mildly terrified. He forces himself to stop looking at his floating feet and instead survey the grounds. The "parking lot" seems to go on for a ridiculous amount of space, newer ships mixed in with wreckage that may have been there for centuries. He squints down towards the small graveyard that seems to be forming, an area with several freshly turned piles of dirt, one of which is his father. Then there is the forest and the lake and more forest stretching beyond the bar. He makes out a blue figure dashing across the landscape gracefully and realizes it is one of the Andalites from the bar.

"Um....how about there?" He points towards a bit of open space at the edges of the ships, closer to the lake. It is out of the way, but seems to be large and flat enough for his ship.

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"I'm not his - we're not - it's not like that," Terenia sputters lamely. She flinches when Myitt calls him over and stands up, fully intending on slinking away into the shadows. Unfortunately it seems as though the alcohol has finally taken a full hold on her, and she finds that she cannot quite keep her balance. She sways precariously to the spot, more used to four legs than two, gripping the bar counter for support.

<<Two legs...>> Efaen mutters tipsily, <<such a poor design.>>

[Chad32]

<Girlfriend?> Claxter said. <Corliss, how could you feel anything for that self centered waste of space?>

"Say that a little louder. I don't think she heard it." Cody said sarcastically.

<I don't care if she heard it or not.>

"Hey bartender. Get me some popcorn."

The bartender got some popcorn from the back, and Cody paid him, expecting some action to start. He wished Terenia was still in her Andalite form so he could see some tail fighting.

"If you start fighting, just make sure to make it nice and bloody."

[Myitt]

"Hey, are you okay?" Myitt asks, with a bit more concern.  "I didn't mean to embarrass ya."  She hiccups.  "Ugh.  You people are so easily emotional.  Why don't you just go over there and talk to him?  He's not a bad guy.  And poor Mike probably needs to 'get laid', as they put it, haha.  Let's not avoid that." 

<Real smooth, jerkface,> Tara mutters.

<What?  It's true, if you aren't an emotional rollercoaster you're the hormone rollercoaster,> Myitt says, giggling.

<Since when, huh?>

<Since...200,000 years ago...>  Myitt just giggles aloud to herself, staring down at her glass.

<You're going to give the poor girl a heart attack, or worse, you'll piss her off,> says Tara crossly, drunk and irritated.

[Darth Revan]

Thordon nodded his head slowly, "We'll be descending now." Hopefully with the knowledge of their descent, it will be less harmful on the boy's psyche. They both begin to lower towards the earth, slowly, as the child is not accustomed to the experience. He slows their descent even more when the boy's feet hit the ground. Hopefully he will remember to reflex his muscles before Thordon let's him go.

Thordon releases control over the child's force, but keeps himself afloat, still sitting on air. He keeps himself eye to eye with the boy to show he doesn't think himself better; a form of respect. In the past, some have felt offended, believing that Thordon saw them only as baggage being dropped off when he ended the shared experience of higher levitation.

He looks the boy in the eyes and says, "I will move your ship now."

[Terenia]

Trey stumbles slightly as his feet find purchase, but he quickly regains his balance. "Uh...thank you..." he says, looking a bit sheepish as he stares at the floating Thordon. "How do....is that a technology? Or is all of your species able to do that?"

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"Get - get what!?" Terenia's voice is shrill and her cheeks flush an even brighter shade of red as she tries to drunkenly explain herself, "No, I never - I haven't - I wouldn't...not that I...I mean he wouldn't want -" She sits down on the barstool again to keep herself from falling over and puts her elbows on the bar counter, burying her face in her hands to hide her embarassment. Clearly this is not an emotion she is used to experiencing.

[Myitt]

"It's okay," says Myitt sympathetically, looking up at Terenia.  "Let's just have another drink."  She refills her glass and Terenia's.

<Right, that's your solution to everything,> says Tara dully.

"Something must have happened to make you not want to talk to him," Myitt continues, rationalizing.  "You seemed to be getting along fine before we all left."