Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

"It's good to see you, too, Ossanlin," Myitt says with a grin. 

She smiles at Alic.  "We're glad you're all right, too, Alic."  Myitt glances back at Ozzy.  "So glad to know I'm your favorite infection," she teases.  "As for the base, well...this whole thing really sucks, and that's the understatement of the millenium.  But, we're still alive.  Amazingly few casualties.  Rebuilding is slow but it's progressing.  It's like some imaginary someone out there sure as hell likes us."

[Kit Zarris]

Watches silently from the bar as Myit enters, listening carefully to conversations he can half understand.  He turns back to his drink somewhat dejectedly, disappointed that the faint hope it would be someone he knew faded completely.

[Myitt]

"Whatcha looking at, mate?" asks Corliss, following Zarris' gaze out the grimy bar windows. "Oh, bleeding Christ, she waltzes back without so much as a phone call. I knew she'd want a drink after all that rot." He looks back at Zarris. "That's Myitt, the one I'm familiar with.  Not the same person you knew, is she? Coz that'd be just weird." He sips some tea, which is getting unpleasantly cold.

((Oss, Alic and Myitt are still outside but near the bar ))

[Chad32]

(I'm sorry, but I must express my distaste for any tea that isn't cold and sweet. I'm from the South, where proper tea is cold, sweet, and ground.)

Zoshonel excused himself and walked back to the bar, and went over to Temrash. I a low voice, he said "Guess who's back.". Then we went back to the target range.

Temrash then excused himself to talk with Myitt.

"Hey Myitt. Nice to see you're back. Corliss has been giving me a hard time regarding Ardiss. I hope you'll try to get along. Same goes for Alic. Though that would be asking a lot. I'm planning to get her to Earth soon. Going to try, anyway."

[Darth Revan]

Parker continues setting up targets, hooking up actuators to the staging and securing them so the shots wont make them fall over. After setting up the fourth target, Parker steps back to see what he's got so far.

Talking to no one in particular, "Okay, so Hunter's target on the tree is stationary; we got one to the left and behind the tree slightly, which is sliding side to side taking cover behind the tree every so often; then there's the one up and to the right that lowers from and rises into the thicket of the tree, that one's slightly closer than Hunter's target; and then there's the one on the ground in front of Hunter's target that flips up and down.

"Alright, there should be one or two more targets, and I'll see if the Engineer can make a skeet thrower." With that, Parker heads off back into the graveyard.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin raises his eyebrows at Temrash, whom had come to the doorway to speak with them before turning his main eyes back to Myitt.  <I heard Seran didn't get the just end he deserves...I suppose it'd be too much to hope that the Council would exact a punishment.  Well it could've been a lot worse, at least you have a contingency plan, and probably a contingency plan for the contingency plan.>

Ossanlin squeezes Alic's hand gently as Temrash speaks.  <Well it might help if Ardiss shed all of her bigotry at once as well.>  The sarcastic tone is clear in his thought.  <I don't think Ardiss wants to get along with any andalite Temrash.  I've done nothing but be civil to her and she has done nothing but spout off derogatory statements about our species.  I don't ask her to shed her bigotry because it's been drilled into her brain since she inhabited a host.  So has the same bigotted drivel been drilled into our heads since birth, especially Alic's considering her beginnings.  A lifetime of hating something...one can't just get over it and accept a new reality.  It takes time.>

[Chad32]

"I know it's not easy. And I know that sometimes I can be biased to one side over the other. I'm not really sure yet how to get it through to her, but I guess time is all anyone needs. As for Seran, I believe most of the fault has been shifted to someone else. He slipped away with his life, and possibly his rank."

[Darth Revan]

((I'll finish placing the last two targets tonight. I'll also create a pic showing where they are, and how they move, in case I don't explain it well enough.))

[Myitt]

"Hello, Temrash.  I agree with Ossanlin on the whole issue with Ardiss, it's very difficult to make someone forget what they've been forced to accept since childhood.  I'll be civil with her, but I don't trust her, and I don't like the idea of her running around on Earth.  But, I suppose there aren't many places she can go and be easily watched."

"Heh, Seran.  The coward couldn't capture us and couldn't keep up to tail us.  Make no mistake, we'll be keeping tabs on him," says Myitt grimly.  "If the Empire spares his life, he won't stop looking for us, especially after proving how good he is at wasting Imperial lives and resources to catch people who are very hard to catch."  She smiles a bit at Ossanlin.  "You really think we'd have survived as long as we have without contingency plans for our contingency plans?  When I retire to some tropical island somewhere, I don't even want to think about the phrase 'contingency plan'."  She tucks some hair behind her ear, looking at each of her friends, and notices Ossanlin and Alic holding hands.  She suppresses a smile.  "Should we go inside?"

[Chad32]

"Yes, let's go inside. Then we can have Oss morph Human, and get drunk while wearing an Imperial uniform."

[Terenia]

Ardiss, still leaning back against the bar with the Dracon Beam in one hand and a cup of Kool-aid in the other, notices the shift of attention to Myitt's arrival. She follows Corliss' gaze through the window, recognizing Myitt's host body at once.

"Great, another babysitter," she says sarcastically. She sips her Kool-Aid with as much defiance as she can muster, watching Temrash and Myitt converse with the two Andalites through the glass.

<How can Temrash and Myitt stand to be around them?> Ardiss harrumphs. <Given the appropriate opportunity, the Andalites would kill them without hesitation.>

[Chad32]

<Not sure. I guess when you're as imposing as a Visser, you're not afraid of much. also, I get the feeling Temrash didn't tune in much propaganda over the years. I wonder how he avoided that.>

[Shenmue654]

((Great. I've been gone too long again. Sorry everybody. XD ))

The hair on the back of Mar's neck suddenly stands up. A very familiar mana signature appears to have entered the vicinity of the Bar, although it seems somewhat less potent. Probably some kind of minion of Khazrak's. I'm not sure at all what that means for the Bar. Or for me. I'd better have a look around.

Mar slowly sits up from his Bar seat, his meal finished. He still feels somewhat weary, but he figures that he can manage. He notes the odd series of targets being set up around the area and frowns. The signature of his precious has also reappeared.

Mar shrugs and states, "What are these targets? Are we going to test Parker's odd weapon right here?"

[Myitt]

"Dunno, why don't you go out there and ask him?" Corliss replies, nodding at Parker, Hunter and Zoshonel outside, some distance away from where Ossanlin, Alic and Myitt are standing closer to the door.  "While you're out there, can you bring her in here, too, the lousy git?"

[Alic]

Alic nods and smiles at Myitt, pleased to see she is back safely. <I think we all need a drink to celebrate your return! >
She turned her attention to Temrash, showing slight annoyance. <I play nice when I need to. If she continues her attitude I'm not going to be friendly. The whole Earth thing? I don't think that's a very good idea.> Alic shrugged. <Don't trust the thing.>