Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Six]

(Drak’Shal)

The Bloodthirster bellowed his anger, red filling his vision; he could no longer feel the pain of his wounds, nor the spikes that lacerated his flesh, he took the shields blow to his shoulder, putting his own force against it, he pressed harder and stabbed towards the head of his foe with his sword.

(Hound)

The Hound’s snarl and subsequent yelp of pain, was muffled as it snared the gauntlet that was thrust into its mouth, it bit down increasing pressure on the gauntlet, in an effort to penetrate metal and flesh.

It was stabbed but, being an extremely tenacious creature refused to let go and its daemon hide prevented the bullets from tearing its head apart, even though it ripped a medium-sized  chunk of flesh and bone from its head, it twisted and lashed out with a clawed foot at the Spartan, it could feel itself beginning to die, slowly.

((Parker, as I said before, I have exams and am not getting much time on the PC because of them and life,))

((If no-one likes this post, say so))

[Chad32]

Part of the blade pierced into the Vampire's armor and ran uncomfortably close to his head. he jerked to the side, but still felt it it next to his flesh. He continually beat his mace down onto the demon, spitting words with every swing. "Why. Won't. You. Die!?"

With his gauntlet in the hound's mouth, Zoshonel flipped a latch so that it was no longer secured onto his arm. He kept pushing it in, trying to break the thing's jaw, and emmitting flames that engulfed the beast.

[Darth Revan]

Parker was hit by the clawed leg and his shields yelled at him as they were drained. He put away his shotgun with his right hand, but kept a firm grip on his sword, with his left, as he forced the dog onto the ground on its side. He prime his last plasma grenade and stuck it in the hole his shot created in the back of its head. He quickly disengaged the sword and back-flipped high in the air to avoid the blast. As he jumped, Parker yells, "Zosh, get away, or you'll be showered in plasma!" He is suddenly surrounded by golden rings as his shields come back on-line.

[Chad32]

Zoshonel leaped into the air, and with a flap or two of his wings was a good distance from the hound. Hopefully the grenade Parker planted would be the final nail in the hound's coffin.

[Darth Revan]

((It should be, all of that plasma blown up inside its head? The concussive force alone should end it. Speaking of which, the concussive force may mess with your lift.))

[Chad32]

(Yeah, I'll likely have him crash comically when it goes.)

[Darth Revan]

((Haha, that'll be even more funny when my guy lands on the bar roof.

Gah! I just counted, and I'm out of plasma grenades, that was my last one! I wonder if I can restock somewhere?))

[Hunter]

((gah! sorry for the lateness in posting!))

(Cutter)

Taking the bottle from Fletcher, he took a decent sized gulp and he almost coughed most of it back up, along with his lung. "Holy moley! What's in this?"

(Mar-Jo)

As Asda told him that she could fit a robotic arm, he de-activated his lightsaber, hooked it onto his belt and took a seat on the nearby medical bench, cloak lying next to him dangling over the edge of the bed.

[Gaz]

Fletcher said, "Well...it came from a pirate ship. So...strong stuff I would imagine. Gaz would know, but she went back inside the bar."

Inside the bar, Gaz drummed her fingers on the bar as she drank her rum.

Morgan said, "What's wrong?"

"Bored," Gaz said. "Not used to sitting around this long."

[Hunter]

(Cutter)

"Well, I think I could get used to this stuff." With that, he took a smaller gulp this time, and he managed to stomach it. Slowly standing up, he said to Fletcher "You coming inside? I reckon I'm used to strange things now"

((also, have i described what Cutter looks like? if i haven't, i'll edit this post to describe him))

[Myitt]

((I can't remember if you've posted what he looks like...but I like this character, yay ))

[Gaz]

"I know Gaz likes that stuff. Never tried it myself," Fletcher said, "We can go sit by Gaz and Morgan inside."

On the way towards the door Fletcher had a thought.

"Did I warn you that Morgan's a minotaur?"

[Hunter]

"Uhmm, excuse me? Morgan's a what? Like those mythical Greek beasts?" He put a pile of emphisis on the word 'mythical'

As he was walking towards the bar, he shaft of sunlight caught his face. He had lightly tanned white skin, short cropped black hair, and if his uniform wern't stained with his own blood, he would be wearing the standard USMC pilot uniform from 1944. He is about 5 foot 9 inches tall, and he looks to be only 23 or 24 years old.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the double saloon style swinging doors of the bar and he saw Gaz by noticing her hat and clothing style.

Pulling up a bar-stool on the side away from Morgan, he placed Gaz's bottle on the counter and he asked her "What is this stuff?"

[Myitt]

Myitt looks over as the door opens and recognizes the kid her host helped save.  She just watches, interestedly, too far down the bar counter to have a conversation with the surrounding noise.

<Well.  He's up and walking, that's good,> says Myitt.

<Better be.  I still feel sick.>

[Chad32]

Temrash noticed the Human from before had come back. He seemed to prefer the company of other Humans, so Temrash stayed in his seat.