Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Chad32]

"Sure. Sure." Zoshonel said. He was starting to get a little excited. He went looking for more targets.

[Darth Revan]

Parker follows Zoshonel back to the pile. He continues creating stands for any targets Zoshonel finds.

"Hunter, can you see if you can find any actuators so we can make some moving targets? Hey, do you know of- Hey! The Engineer! He'd be perfect for this. I'll be right back!"

Parker zooms off at top speed back to the bar. At full tilt, Parker appears as a blur.

[Chad32]

"wow. How can he move that fast in full armor?" Zoshonel wondered. "That's a handy bit of info to find out when not in a fight with him."

[Darth Revan]

Parker appears in a skid in front of the door. He stops in the frame.

"Yo, Engineer! I got a project for you! C'mon!"

Parker zooms off rejoin the others.

[Hunter]

"Yeah, he is pretty damn fast" he said. Tinkering with the pistol he found, he figured out how to remove the magazine. Inspecting it, i saw that it had all the bullets in it, surprising him because it had been hit with a plasma blast

[Darth Revan]

Parker skids to a stop next to Hunter.

"Hey, did you find out anything new about the gun?"

[Hunter]

Jumping a bit at Parkers arrival, Hunter said "Yeah. I figured how to remove the magazine and have a look at one of the rounds. It's a pretty odd cartridge size."

Placing the round in Parkers hand, Hunter pointed out "See? The round size is around 7.5 mm. Odd size, no?"

[Alic]

((sorry again for a late reply. I worked 15 hours today and doing it again tomorrow. Noon to 330 Am.))

Alic  ****ed an eyebrow. <You might be surprised on how interesting being among humans is. I know I shouldn't have stayed with them so long.. It became a second life to me.>
She did enjoy her time away. More like running away, and that was obvious. But Alic refused to admit outloud how scared she was to be with her own people. Until she had reunited with Ossanlin, she had almost considered staying human.
 
Alic was lost in her thoughts for a moment, suddenly very happy she didn't make that mistake. She squeezed Ossanlin's hand gently and smiled, knowing that he understood she would go with him.

[Myitt]

Corliss notices Shal's condition and waves the bartender over.  "I reckon she needs some water, mate."

The bartender looks at Shal, face down on the bar counter, and gets her a glass of water.  He sets it next to her head and shrugs, turning back to the register.

"'ey, Shal, drink that okay?" says Corliss, patting her on the shoulder.

Quite suddenly his uniform pocket hollers, "HELLOOOOO?"

He turns and glares down at his pants, scowling and pulling the comm link out.  "What is it, Myitt?"

"Are you drunk yet?" his sibling replies loudly, some kind of humming generator noise in the background.

"No," Corliss says irritably.  "And the Skimmer's still crap."

"Well I guess you need a real engineer to stop by, once she's done fixing real problems," Myitt cackles through the static.

"When has that ever stopped you from stopping by this wretched place?" Corliss shoots back with a smirk.

"Yeah, you're right.  I'll be there eventually."

Corliss lowers his voice and switches to Yeerkish--fewer people would know it than English or Galard.  "The situation is resolved?"

"Yes."

"Good."

"Aren't you supposed to sign off with 'May the Kandrona-'"

"No.  Bye."

Myitt grins on her end, throwing a bunch of tools into a black metallic compartment and switching back to...well, an Earth language.

"Ciao."

Corliss puts the link away and sighs.

[Chad32]

"May the kandrona shine and strengthen you." Temrash mutters in Yeerkish, with a grin. "How's she doing?"

[Darth Revan]

"That's an oddly small caliber. You don't happen to have any other rounds that size do you? Or would you have to convert it to beam tech?" Parker hands the bullet back to Hunter.

"Gah, where's that Engineer?" Parker stares blankly in direction of the bar, semi-scanning for the engineer, the other half of his mind going back over the previous fight with the super-demon.

Parker snaps back into reality and heads back over to the junk pile and Zoshonel. "Hey Zosh, have you found any other targets? Maybe some with different sizes or patterns?"

[Myitt]

"She's still alive and probably not drunk, and that's pretty damn good in my book," he says to Temrash, in English, with a small smile.  "We can't keep having these close calls.  We're pushing our luck far too much lately."  He exhales.  "Fortunately for Myitt, accidentally leading a deadly enemy to come to call at your very secret undisclosed location is not a death sentence among our little band.  It just won't happen again, knowing her as well as I do.  It can't.  We had one base on reserve, a sort of storage space, not as big.  We'll have to buy another one, as the new backup, and the whole process of rebuilding isn't cheap.  She's going to need a drink after today."  He grins.  "You're quite lucky I trust you.  I think you've proven that much, at least.  For what it's worth, I think you'd be able to join us, if you wanted."  He shoots a brief glare at Ardiss.  "Just as long as you don't continue to arm dangerous Imperial outcasts on a whim."

[Chad32]

"Thanks Corliss. And don't worry. I take my own precautions with the things I do." He said.

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"I found some rectangular pieces for targets. If we position them horizontally or vertically, it will be possible to miss entirely by aiming slightly too far in certain directions." Zoshonel said. "I was also collecting some pieces of good weight and shapeas moving targets."

[Darth Revan]

"Sweet. Good thinking. So how many targets do we have so far?"

[Chad32]

"Five or so targets, and a good pile of disks."