Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Gumby]

"Oh. okay. We won the fight by the way."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Genuinely confused, and seemingly agitated, Shal asks "What fight, and where the H*LL is Sub? If you've harmed her..." Shal trails off, glaring at Conner.

[Gumby]

"Um, the fight that took place just outside the freaking bar between the ship over there and a bladeship." Said Conner, pointing to the frigate.

"And for sub? I didn't touch her, she took off in the battle to fry some slugs, I don't know where she is now."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal shakes her head, and blinks a few times. "Sorry..sorry. Okay. Hopefully she's, ah, okay." Shal stares up at the sky for a moment, then looks back at Conner. "So. Are you going to help?"

[Gumby]

"Help what?"

[Kit Cloudkicker]

"With Hunter's ship. He needs the struts welded back in place. I can do the welding, but I need help with the other bits."

[Gumby]

"Well, my frigates z-space engines is down, I already have top priorities. Sorry."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal shrugs. "Your loss. The faster we get his ship up and running, the faster there'll be help for you and yours."

[Gumby]

That caught his attention.

"How?"

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal scowls at him, "Really? You haven't figured it out? We're all a bunch of makeshift mechanics around here...and we accept payment in the form of liquor, rides and favors." she grins at Conner.

[Hunter]

((sorry for not posting!!! i've been swamped with schoolwork and other stuff...))

"Well, the names Hunter. I'm from Pern, in the Rukbat system, and well, as you've probably heard, i'm a bounty hunter."

Hunter walked outside to everybody who was going to help him with his ship.

"Ok. anybody have any chains or something in their ships we can use to hoist my ship up with so we can weld the struts back on with?"
"Also, would anybody mind if they lift her up with their ship?"

[Myitt]

Myitt, deciding the equipment was much too heavy to linger by the door, has already unceremoniously dropped the machinery by Hunter's ship.  She gives Conner a second glance, overhearing a little of their conversation.  At least Sub is still alive, but what the hell was that about a Blade Ship?  She looked up at the sky, then around the parked mixture of ships, and brought a small black cube out of her pocket.  A transparent green holoscreen popped up, scanning and reading some fluid scrolling text.  Apparently satisfied, she put the cube back into her jeans, readjusting her black jacket.

"Okay," she breathes, gesturing to Hunter.  "You need chains and someone to lift your ship.  I can help with the welding, but I can't fly my fighter at the same time.  Besides, this thing is big enough that it'll strain my Bug's rotary gears if I try to lift it."  She paces a little, looking at the equipment.  "Don't you have a repair jack?  This is hard enough without a proper Space Port repair bay." She rolls up her sleeves.

[Agent X]

"Of course, ignores me until she wants something," X grumbled somewhat good-naturedly at Shal's response.  Even so, she picked up something heavy from the pile of equipment and carried it out to where all the rest of the gear was being dumped.  "It's okay, you don't have to say it.  I know you missed me."  Another smirk.  She's full of those.

She rolled her eyes at Hunter.  "Everybody's a f*cking bounty hunter these days, aren't they?"  She scoffed as she dragged off her cigarette.  "Closing this whole sh*tty galaxy in around us all."  Well, as long as he didn't seem to recognize her face it wasn't a big deal.  Though there was the issue of the flashy black skull and crossbones logo on the side of her own copper-colored ship, parked relatively far away.  It practically screamed 'here be space pirates!'  Of course it was that intimidation factor, brand recognition you could say, that generally saved her from really having to fight anyone.  So much less bother when they simply scream and hand over the goods without a struggle.

In this case, she simply wouldn't draw attention to the ship or the fact that it was hers.  And so she didn't say anything when Hunter asked about chains and hoisting.  But golly gee did she miss the days when she had enough power that she didn't need a stupid ship to get here.

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Shal sighs, and rolls her eyes. "There's a jack inside the bar. Someone want to go get it? The, ah, BT is about ready to kill me. He almost scowled when I was standing behind the bar, so he's sure as heck not, ah, going to give it to me." She impatiently shifts her weight from one leg to another and scans the sky again for a sign of Sub's ship.

[Agent X]

She gave Shal an elaborate mock-salute in response.  Without a word X ducked inside the bar and batted her eyelashes at the apathetic Bartender, who eventually handed over the jack.  Immediately she came back out with it and set it at Shal's feet, this time with a bow instead of a salute.  "I live to serve," she said with a dramatic air and enough dripping sarcasm that it should've been pooling on the floor.  ...One of her goals for today must be to see how far she can annoy Shal before getting slapped.