Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

Corliss laughs quietly.  "It doesn't matter how impressed they are, if they're dead.  But I couldn't ask you to risk your life for our little political game.  If it's easy for you, sure.  But they aren't very easy people to dethrone."  He tilts his head, curious.  "I've never been one to believe my life is on the end of some cosmic, pan-dimensional strings, but is your dad really kicking us round like pawns on a chess board?"

[Chad32]

"Though I'm not as mistrustful as Corliss is, it would be best if you stuck with me. For your own safety as well as ours. I've taken the responsibility of protecting both you and Christine."

"No, Mar, I don't think she's much of a security risk. I just don't want her captured and either killed or convinced to rejoin them."

[Kit Cloudkicker]

Keirdan starts and absentmindedly puls hos sweater back on. He slips off of his chair and approaches Shal. He reaches up and pushes her head off of the bar, and waits patiently for her to sit ip. He climbs up onto her lap. He sits facing her, and leans forward to whisper something to her. Shal stares at the boy, a confused expression crossing her face.

[Breekan1]

Breekan shrugs sheepishly. "I hope not? I'd like to think not. But..." He shudders, crossing his arms, as if cold. "I spent a few moments looking at things from an.. er, different angle, once. Like the way They see things." He frowns. "Yesterday and tomorrow were a bit like right and left, you know? Like, for a few moments, I knew what was in store for every second of my life; even the ones I haven't lived yet."

The Catshife coughs and goes for a swig of gutwhiskey, only to find that his glass is empty. "I will say that I don't remember being destined to help overthrow the Yeerk Empire, so I guess the whole question's academic."

[Six]

((Was someone looking for the Engineer?))
((I kinda lost track of things so I'm unsure))
((Oh Hell no!! No WAY am I agreeing to that!!!))

[Six]

The Engineer burbled an absent minded response, returning some metals to a pouch before slowly heading over to where the group was clustered.
Lighter then Some whistled a query to the Spartan, wanting to know what it was needed for.

((Like hell I’m gonna let you use Lighter then Some as target practice!!))

[Myitt]

Corliss smiles thinly, gesturing with the Dracon he's still holding like a talisman.  "I reckon that fate is left to lesser beings, then, eh?"  He puts the weapon away and rubs his eyes. 

<When was the last time you slept?>

<On the ship, remember?>

<Guh, I'm beat.>

<Yeah, guess that means I am, too.  Can't really tell.>

<Sorry.>  Corliss looks up from staring blankly at the bar counter and clears his throat.  "Bartender, do you have any tea?"

The bartender just stares at him.

"I'll have a really big cup of black tea, okay?  Clean water.  No cream."

The bartender wordlessly hands him a hot mug of tea, and Corliss plays with the bag string before taking a small sip. 

[Terenia]

"Fine then," Ardiss says crossly, "but if I'm stuck with you lot, I think that it's fair you let me know if I'm going to be forced to rush into battle head on, or into hiding with a bunch of rebels. How long are you planning on staying here, anyways? Does this bar have a hotel, too? Or a last call, for that matter?"

[Myitt]

"We wouldn't make you fight, of course," says Corliss, sipping the tea.  "Unless this place forces you to defend yourself.  And I think hiding with us is something that you clearly don't want and we don't particularly feel comfortable with.  Could be wrong on that."  He glances around the bar.  "I believe there are some rooms at the back, but Myitt keeps on reminding me that it's a very bad idea to stay in them.  Dunno why.  I've never seen a last call here."  He looks over at the bartender, who is staring at nothing in particular on the far wall.

[Kit Zarris]

"Myitt was a Hume.  Good with finances, or mine at the least. Nice girl.  I very much doubt they are the same person though.  It's been quite a while since i've seen her..  Just an odd coincidence is all."

Takes another long sip of his drink.  Despite his words he seems a little disturbed about the conversation.

[Myitt]

"Yes.  Probably just a coincidence, especially since she was a human from your universe," says Corliss.  "Well, I believe Myitt will find the time to visit here sometime soon, perhaps you'll find out.  Do you intend to stay here long, or try and find your way back home after a bit of a rest?"

[Chad32]

"We should probably start making plans to get you back to Earth, Ardis.." Temrash said. "I'll make some plans for you to be able to live in secret, without having to interact with the invading Yeerks."

(I don't think they're planning to use lighter than some for target practice. Though I forget what Parker wanted it for.)

(Terenia, do you want Ardiss to successfully get off the bar? Or do you want her to be stuck?)

[Myitt]

"Back to Earth?" Corliss demands, overhearing Temrash and Ardiss.  "How will she hide on Earth, surrounded by the Empire?  Even with a new host, she will need Kandrona, and the bloody Peace Movement has very few connections on that front.  The rebellion also can't risk harbouring her, the few operatives we have there are dependent upon public pools.  Are you going to babysit her, Temrash?  Perhaps on some uninhabited island?"

[Breekan1]

"No last calls, and for that matter, I feel like I never get quite as tired here as I should. Weary, sure, but I could almost swear we've been here for a day or two at least by now."

[Myitt]

"Time's funny here," Corliss muses.  "We still get hungry, too, but I at least don't think it's quite as strong a hunger.  It's like this place makes us forget what we need and just...get what we want.  Quite scary, actually."