Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

"Yeah, that Engineer thing, what is he exactly?  Can we trust him to fix the ship?  He certainly seems talented, and harmless enough," Myitt replies.  "I've never seen anything quite like him."

[Alic]

Alic turned around at the sound of her friends' voices. She gave a slight wave and then saw the newcomer.
Apparently yeerk and hopefully friendly. Alic wasn't in the mood for anymore smart ass yeerks.

Now was a good time to continue with a few drinks. Not feeling like Jager, she asked for a corona. A nice, crisp corona. The bartender brought her one in silence and Alic took a drink, facing the bar again.

[Six]

The Engineer huffed and left its work, it was finished with this for now and wished to rest briefly before continueing with its task.
Lighter then Some floated gently over to the building and entered the establishment, the Engineer moved to an unoccupied corner of the room and, folding its tentacles just floated there, near motionless exept for occasional bobbing as its body adjusted to minute fluctuations in the air


((The Engineer is now in the bar, if anyones needs it))
((ALso I'm not going to be here Friday-Sunday))

[Chad32]

(So far, it can make a skeet shooter for Zoshonel and the others, repair the pile of robots that came with Belzar, and possibly fix Myitt's skimmer.)

[Six]

((I see, well I may get around to that sometime))

[Shenmue654]

Mar glances in Ossanlin's general direction and snickers. He can tell that it's his "friend" with little difficulty, but he would be shocked if anyone else could who wasn't in on it, other than perhaps the Crayak-spawn.  I suppose it all comes down to whether or not Ossanlin has any skill at pretending to be a Yeerk. I wish him luck, but...the ability to lie was the last thing I suspected him of.

Mar's slightly irritated by the fact that Ardiss has given him no response at all, but he supposes she's justified. After all, I can't prove it. And I suppose we aren't entirely similar. My underlings find it quite difficult to usurp me when they're either born from me or powerless without drawing from me. They have to settle for manipulating me into doing what they want or finding ways to incapacitate me. A bit of a smirk appears on Mar's face as he contemplates this.

Mar then glances around and draws a circle around the strange gem on his gauntlet. The gem lights up and produces what appears to be an odd Marauder's Map-like image of the Space Bar and the area around it. Each person in the Bar is represented by a colored dot: either blue, green, or red. Mar ponders over the image and then switches it into what appears to be a password screen. Mar steadily types a bizarre series of characters into the screen and the screen changes into some sort of personal account. Mar smiles. Hmn, so it's operational from here. I would've thought the warp in space would complicate acessing it.

Mar then flips through the screens rather fast and frowns. Looks like I'll have to wait until I can get a ship of my own. I don't like being stranded here very much either. I don't plan on leaving, but it would help to have the backup in this state.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((That's because I'm afraid you'll be drunk Patty.  >_>  But notice, I haven't actually called Jess yet, though I've talked to her on the phone before, back when she had her lizard and we were in highschool.  Thanks Chad, I try, honestly I avoid responsibility if I can, but I really can't at this point.  And Aleksey's too important to me to neglect in any way.  He's my best friend and I love him with all my heart.  Thanks Tara, it is nice, unfortunately I'm only renting so no buying yet.  I'm thinking about looking around for a foreclosure this summer and possibly buying a house if it's in my price range and if I can get a loan from a bank.  They generally frown upon paying loans with loans, but I don't see why it's a problem if I'm paying my rent with loan money.  I dunno, we'll see.))

Ossanlin walks into the bar with the strange Yeerk uniform on, the insignia of an imperial Blade Ship bridge officer tacked on the lapel.  <<Well, Sereck Nai is Seran's home pool, Myitt...it's one of the few I know.  And my Galard is not what it should be...this will be interesting.>> 

He walks up to the bar next to Alic-human, not easily-visible from Ardiss' table even though his head is a bit taller than Alic's.  He looks at her and formulates a devious smile, turning to the bar tender.  "One Jager please..."  Then softer and almost under his breath..."yay...grr..."  He tries to swish his tail back and forth and suddenly feels a bit naked without it, and without his weapons having left his shredders and katana out in the Skimmer.  Thankfully he had managed to find an old, dis-used dracon in the ship and had picked it up with holster to strap to his waist.  He didn't like the thing, but it contributed to his 'costume.'  He smiles again at Alic and waves his fingers at her, then looks down a bit disappointed...only five fingers.

[Chad32]

<He wiggled...his butt.> Jagill said.

Temrash tried to keep from smiling. This "Human" was either a weird one, or it really was Oss. He watched "Oss" look down at his hand after waving, as if his hand was not as he thought it should be. He wondered if Ardiss was so keen on observations, but he doubted it. She was sullen and introverted. He would actually prefer that she was more aware of things going on around her, but was afraid to remind her of the hidden dangers of the bar.

[Alic]

((  I don't drink too much... Maybe once every week or so...

I totally laughed at "he wiggled his butt"))

Alic smiled hesitantly and gave her signature peace sign. Why was he waving? She thought him cute for a human...  And familiar. Then ignoring her instincts, took a drink of her beer, but at the same time had to make an effort not to notice him. There was something very familiar... Then the Jager. The fact she was the only one here who seemed to enjoy it.. Nah. Big universe, lots of jager lovers, right?

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Patty, you have a big **** on your arm!!!))

Ossanlin quirks an eyebrow at Alic...she must not realize who he is.  He feels half-blind without being able to see behind himself and glances back every so often to make sure there isn't anyone behind him.  The BT sets the bottle down unceremoniously in front of Ossanlin, his eyes flashing.  Oh he knew who Ossanlin-human really was alright.  He speaks softly..."My tab?  You know the one.  nnna..."  Ossanlin tries to control his experimentation with the human tongue as he grabs the bottle.  He thinks about putting it on the floor, but corrects himself before he actually moves the bottle anywhere, and instead brings it to his lips, sipping gingerly.  His eyes go wide and he coughs, trying to disguise the gag.  What on the Homeworld?!  If this was what taste was, Ossanlin wanted no part of it.  It had been a singularly unpleasant experience.

Ossanlin looks over at Alic again and looks at the bottle of substance she's now drinking.  Strange...he slides the bottle off to the side a bit and the BT almost looks like he's going to laugh before writing a note on his trusty little pad.  'Too strong for you?  Try this...'  The BT proceeds to place a medium-sized glass vessel in front of him with dark brown liquid that appears to be venting gas.  Ossanlin looks at it questioningly and looks again at the BT.  The pad reads, 'Pepsi...it's not poisoned.'

He looks down at the drink again and lifts it in a hand to drink.  His widen again but this time in pleasure.  The taste was sumptuous!  It was like nothing he'd ever experienced and was certainly more pleasant than the Jager had been.  Ossanlin also notices the sensation of the gas being released from the liquid in his mouth, and lets his brain take care of the swallowing reflex.  Ossanlin belches loudly and slaps his free hand to his mouth...the human digestive system was so odd...venting gas through the bucal cavity?  As he thought, he remembered other humans in his company perform this function of pressure relief and decided it must be normal.  Obviously some gas had remained in the liquid when it passed lower in his monogastric system...the gas could not be digested and caused problems if pressure exceeded too greatly, so it was removed from the system as efficiently as possible.  So odd...yet delightful.  He takes another huge swig of the liquid, downing half of the glass, and belches again.

Ossanlin finally remembers that he's supposed to be old-hat at being human, he had never allowed his discipline to slip so heavily before...well, not recently anyway.  Thankfully he had chosen a spot some ways away from Ardiss and not in her view.  Certainly she would've caught on to something amiss if she'd been able to see him, but he was certain she hadn't been able to see him, thankfully.  This human brain was making him act as a child would with a new toy.  Certainly the emotions and processes in the nervous system were simpler...this brain was programmed to give in to desires and instant gratification at the drop of a hat.  Serious humans must have a superior handle on their brain functions if this was what they dealt with regularly...

Ossanlin looks back at Alic.  "So, come here often?"  He manages not to repeat any of the syllables with an effort.

[Myitt]

Myitt makes no motion to respond to Ossanlin's private thought speech, but glances briefly at him as he experiences the Jager and soda for the first time.  She turns away and hides a smile, shaking her head.  "So," she says to Corliss.

"So," Corliss replies, crossing his arms. 

"Did you ever get your nose checked out?" Myitt asks.

"Nope.  Pretty sure it's not broken.  Are me eyes going black?" He pats gingerly at his bruised nose.

"Nah, I think you're alright."

She kept an ear out for Ossanlin's conversation, being within relative earshot of him, Alic, Temrash and Ardiss.

[Alic]

((yes I do! A lot of men seem to notice it..))


Alic looked over at the man, who she did not know was Ossanlin. She almost laughed that we has coughing up his drink, apparently he'd never tried it before. This was going to be amusing, she could just tell.
Even though his uniform was yeerkish, there was something familiar to him. Alic couldn't place it. As soon as she saw the look in his eyes when he took a drink of the soda, she knew.
A grin spread across her face. What was Ossanlin up to? Alic took a drink of her beer, finishing it off and had to bite her lip so she wouldn't burst out laughing when he belched. She knew what he was going through and it was going to be amusing to watch.

Alic turns cooly to Ossanlin. Of course he expects she doesn't know who he is, especially with a silly line like that!
"Oh, I pretty much live here. Never have seen you around, though."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin grins at Alic...her frosty tone...maybe she still didn't know who he was...he decides to milk it.  "Well, I just sort of flew around and ended up here.  Didn't like my boss, didn't like the war...pretty much didn't like anything so I decided to get out of the profession, y'know?  'Cept the people I worked for sorta frown on that sort of thing...couldn't settle down, so I pretty much live out of my ship.  Saw this place and decided to try 'er out."

Ossanlin flashes his teeth in a wide smile.  "So you a controller too? You can't just be some human way out here...unless you were abducted by Skrit Na?"  Ossanlin chuckles a bit as if he'd made a great joke.  He wondered if Alic would blow up at him about the controller bit...he was feeling particularly silly at the moment.  Damn this human brain...

[Myitt]

Myitt almost chokes on a sip of water she's ordered, listening to Ossanlin. 

<Don't stare...don't stare...>

<I'm not staring, I'm trying really hard not to laugh...>

[Shenmue654]

Mar almost cracks up watching Ossanlin attempt to pass himself off as a Human-Controller. It's clear to everyone here that he already looks like an absolute lunatic. Mar however doesn't want to ruin Ossanlin's ploy, so he continues pretending not to watch him "work." He's already getting overwhelmed by the mind. It is a bit of a rush. Although I can't say his acting is very good.

Mar glances at the screen above his arm again and types this message: For Bel. This one may stay here for some time. There are several parties of interest in the building, as well as someone whose company I find pleasurable. Although we are on opposite sides. He's busy making a fool of himself.

Mar decides to leave him with this and closes his window, taking a seat.