Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Horsefan1023 (Seal)]

Undaunted by his nature, Gelia drops some coins on the table and says "Thank you."

Gelia looks at the one who was speaking, the one commenting on a party.  She was pleased to understand him.  If she was going to be staying here for a while, which, she was, she ought to start making friends.  Or at least acquaintances.  She stepped towards the speaker and extends a hand.  "I might as well start meeting people," she says, smiling gently.  "My name is Gelia.  What's yours?"

[Gaz]

Morgan looks at Gelia. He wasn't used to people coming up to him so casually. (OOC: Morgan is a tall, dark colored minotaur. There's a story to that though.)

He shook Gelia's hand and said, "Name's Odysseus Morgan. What brings you here, lass?"

[Chad32]

"If the Yeerks are a threat, I would like to know how large a threat. I may not get another opportunity to safely assess the controlling ability a Yeerk has on a draksar." He said, and bent down to touch his ear to the water. Judging from what he had seen jagill do, Yeerks were more comfortable entering from liquid than being scooped up out of thier pool to reenter a host. One might think he could simply allow Temrash in his head, but Temrash had never had an involuntary host. He wasn't used to his body resisting him every day, so his ability to control a host may be weaker than others.

(Okay Terenia, you can go from here. I'll be retiring for the night shortly.)

[Myitt]

Corliss glances at the two newcomers and nods slightly when Gelia introduces herself, but once he assesses them as non-threatening his attention quickly returns to Zoshonel, who has lowered his head to Terenia's pool.

[Terenia]

<The Yeerks are a threat to every species,> Efaen warns, <do not put yourself in danger just to confirm it.>

It is too late, though. Zoshonel lowers his head and Terenia feels the water of the temporary pool ripple around her. Her sonar picks up the strange, unfamiliar ear canal and she jettisons towards it. Slowly the tip of her body prods at the opening, and she begins to push her way into Zoshonel's ear. She releases a numbing solution as she goes, moving aside any obstacles gently and flattening her body as much as it can. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she reaches the brain. Greedily she spreads her body around it, connecting to the synapses and taking over Zoshonel's body bit by bit.

"Ah," Terenia says in Zoshonel's voice once she gains control, "that's better."


((Chad, if you have a problem with how quickly I did that let me know and I'll edit to give Zoshonel more time to react))

[Coal Kropotkin]

"Excuse, barkeep, If you have it, I'd love a Whisky." He smiles, and lays a few coins on the bar.

(Okay, I'm assuming since he doesn't talk I can just assume I got my drink? If not so, please tell me! I'm new at this! Lol.)

He takes his drink, and walks over to the other new-comer to the bar, and the Minotaur. "Hi, I'm Mileak," he says with a smile. "I've, uh, never been in a'fore. And I thought I'd come over to introduce mysel'. Ya' both seem ratha' friendly from where I was standin'. " Mileak extends his hand, "Again, I'm Mileak, and, if I may ask, what're your names?"
((Also, I forgot to mention, his accent is a bit Gaelic. ))

[Terenia]

((yeah, that works, the BT would probably just hand him his drink and scowl at him or something ))

[Chad32]

(It's fine. I'll post tomorrow with him testing his ability to resist, and I'll let you decide how far he gets with it. Goodnight.)

[Shenmue654]

"Uhhh, is he so sure that's a good idea?" notes Keshin as Terenia gains control of Zoshonel. "I mean no offense to Terenia, but if you guys are aiming to screw her over putting her in the armored fire-breathing monster doesn't seem like the best move."

Keshin then turns to the dragon. "So what's it like being him? Itchy?"

[Alic]

((okie dokie. dont know where i was last. sorry for the slackin but.. i did. okay? please forgive me.!! so. alic is just standing there in the little group of her own people))

Alic felt awkward standing with the andalites. Being around more than one was more than she was used to. So she kept quiet. She felt she really didn't have a place in the conversation and was content listening.
Her attention was brought to the newcomes that entered. Never seemed to fail that once things got hectic in the bar, more people had to be added in.
Alic was relieved that someone else offered to let Terenia in their head. Yes, she was still considering it and weighing her options, but not just for a chat. Not to mention the sight of the disgusting worm made her feel sick. She was now paying attention to Terenia... or.. Zoshonel.. to see what she would have to say.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Welcome guys!  Glad to have some new chars in the old bar!  Hope you all enjoy it.  ))

Ossanlin allows his arm to drop to his side, the flow slowing...it had been a very fine cut after all.  He looks to the plastic container as Terenia speaks.  <Your private conversation with Efaen is not helping anyone, especially yourself.  Obviously you are trying to agitate or distress her.  And you speak of corruption when you supress the will of others, destroy their lives, take their freedoms to accomplish your own selfish goals?  Besides, Efaen is an Andalite.  Because of that simple fact, and because of your own personality, I pale in comparison to you when it comes to 'corrupting' her.  She is a living, thinking being.  She does not belong to you.  I would be comitting a travesty by standing idly by as you try to torment her further.>

Ossanlin nods to Efaen.  <There are always possibilities.  I have connections, I may be able to assign you a transfer to an infantry division should that be your desire.  You've shared a mind with Terenia for some time, and I am sorry, but I must ask...how exactly does Terenia think that she can effect her sister's transfer when Visser 3 knows that she represents control over herself and her host?  He may be psychotic, but he's not a complete idiot.  He knows how to maintain power...>

As he waits for her answer he finally notices that the young dracine male has abruptly decided to allow Terenia to enter his brain.  He raises his uninjured arm in a futile gesture.  He directs his main eyes back at Efaen again, switching to private thought-speech.  <<You are sure this is safe?  I understand that she needs you to continue her charade, but a new, unknown host-species, and one with such a formidable power as the Draksar might be worth more than yourself to Visser 3.  Visser 1 is at the top of the chain because she discovered the humans...it wouldn't be unthinkable for Visser 3 to try to advance the same way.  Even the information about Zoshonel's homeworld might be enough...and it would do irreparable harm to yet another innocent species...>>  Ossanlin nearly shivers at the thought of a great many fire-breathing Yeerks.

[Terenia]

"Oh for heaven's sake, you blue buffoon, lighten up," Terenia says, taking control of Zoshonel's auditory centers so that she can hear oral conversation at last. She stretches Zoshonel's wings, testing them. "I am not in the business of helping Visser Three, contrary to popular belief. Visser Three is a vile creature who happens to be trying to destroy my home planet. Just because I'm his favorite toy, that doesn't mean I have to like him back. Although you are right, it does prove to be a bit of a problem in the whole getting-your-sister-transferred scheme of things. He likes to keep us close. On the plus side, as long as he's got her he knows he can use me like his own freaking ventriloquist dummy, so I don't think he'll kill her unless I really screw something up. He kills her, he loses me."

<Wow, it's a bit toasty in here,> she comments to the Draksar as she begins to rifle through his memories.

<Terenia...> Efaen begins, but Terenia cuts her off.

"Relax, girl. I'm not going to turn this place into an inferno, and the idea of flame-spouting Yeerks is pretty much terrifying, although I don't know how long a Yeerk could remain inside this fellow here. It's kind of warm..." she shoots Ossanlin a look, "and by-the-by, you might hate me for controlling Efaen, but it was the Andalites who taught me to take involuntaries, not the Yeerks. So you may want to step down from that pedestal of yours."

[Gaz]

"Name's Odysseus Morgan," the Minotaur replied. "This over here is Asda. My ship's doctor."

Asda, who has four arms, extends one in greeting.

"Nice to meet you," she says.

[Chad32]

It felt weird feeling something crawl its way to Zoshonel's brain, and wrap around it like a blanket. As expected, he couldn't control any part of his body without extra effort. He decided to try moving one part of his body, and attempted to grab his drink with his right hand.

<Ooh, burn.> He said when Terenia said the Andalites had taught her to take involuntaries, and not the Yeerks.

[Terenia]

Terenia senses the effort and instinctively closes down on the motor skills section of his brain. Her/his right hand twitches slightly as Terenia has not gained complete control of her host yet, but then falls still.

<<Frustrating, isn't it?>> Terenia says to Zoshonel, <<I must say I always wondered what it would be like, to be on your side of the deal, unable to make decisions for myself. Or at least to carry them out. It would actually be a bit refreshing of a change. Though I am not sure I would enjoy others rifling through my memories. Nice home planet, by the way.>>