Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

Myitt finishes her drink and sets the glass down.  "Bartender, I'm not cut off yet, am I?" she asks meekly, resting her head facedown in her arms, on the bar counter.  The bartender sets a black, unmarked glass bottle of the stuff next to her empty glass.  Myitt just remains facedown.

Corliss pulls aside branches as he picks his way through the woods, precariously holding the little ziploc bag.  "Steady on, mate," he says quietly, as he steps out into the clearing where his Skimmer ship lies cloaked.  He steps inside and hurries to the shipboard pool, which is larger and more substantial than the cheap tupperware in the Bug fighter.  It even has computer hookups designed for Yeerk palps.

He fills the pool with warm, sloshy grey liquid on an automated setting, and sets the shipboard Kandrona running, placing Terenia into the pool.  "Alright, computer hookups, mate.  Come on, we don't have all night," he says uselessly, peering down into the pool.

[Shenmue654]

((Righty. Here are the character descriptions of my guys at the Bar. Don't know how to hide text. Can someone tell me how?

Keshin/Joanne: Keshin is a Yeerk, so he really needs no description. Joanne is a rather tall, plain woman with short brown hair and brown or dark hazel eyes. She's wearing a semi-baggy but manuverable black jumpsuit with random patches of armor. Pretty well-maintained, but used. Carries a Dracon at hip.

Mar: When in the form he'll be using here, he's a rather pale man with European features and black hair. Eyes are very green. Usually wearing a black, full-length coat with a waistcoat, like a gentleman. Something sort of off about him, and he looks pompous most of the time.

Yay! :3 ))

Keshin walks over towards Myitt's end of the table, putting a hand on her shoulder. Keshin looks a bit shaken up himself, like he needs to talk to anyone he'd recognize. "Hey...you okay? What that girl said...could...coul d she really be from the future? Our future? What kinds of crazy things are even possible in this Bar, Myitt? We've already got some kind of demon and a dragon in here. Just...don't freak out too much. And don't drink yourself sick. That's bad for you; we would know."

<D...do ya think we could exist in that future, Kess? Together?>

<Look, we can't think about this right now.>

((Mar's post will wait a bit. Knowing him, he's easily amused and is probably just watching. <___<; ))

[Darth Revan]

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Parker was odded, but understanding when Elayne excused herself. He had nearly the same reaction when he saw Hunter, a talking fox. He followed her outside, and leaned on the wall opposite side of the door. "You alright? This place sure is a trip when you first get here. After waking up from my crash, the first thing I saw was a talking fox in a trench coat. Granted, I've seen aliens, killed hundreds. But a talking fox? That was a little too close to home. Then I heard about slugs controlling brains. Heh, if that's not a trip and a half. This place is weird. No doubt about it."

[Hunter]

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[spoiler]John stands at about 5 foot 10, has crew cut black hair, he's a USMC pilot from 1944, and as such he has the uniform for the part. He carries a Thompson M1A1 SMG slung over his right shoulder and he has a .45 Colt M1911 A1 pistol in a hip holster.

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After grabbing his pistol from the bench, John said to Asda "Look Doc, I'm no medic, but if you ask me, I'd say go and get some rest, ok? Get better, ok?"

After that, he waved goodbye to the Doctor and her assisstant and he headed back to the bar. Seeing a person he didn't know standing outside the bar, John decided to introduce himself.

Getting within a couple meters distance, he said "Hey! What seems to be the problem?"

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

((Description...)) [spoiler]My character is a male Andalite with an unusually large upper-build for an andalite.  He has shimmery blue fur that seems a little irridescent in certain light.  He wears a black battle-harness on his upper body which contains several pouches, two katana in silver-worked saiya (scabbards) at the waist, and two modified shredders in holsters also on the waist.  Aside from those distinguishing features, he appears to be your average male andalite equivalent of about 25 years old.[/spoiler]

Ossanlin allows Claxter to grab the jet-gun and raises an eyebrow as he administers them to Efaen.  He quickly activates the support-field which gently lifts Efaen to a standing position and holds her there gently.  <Go slowly Warrior, there's no rush here.>

Efaen begins to come around and starts to speak.  <You're onboard the Apix Mirage, my personal fighter.>  Ossanlin tilts his head at Efaen.  <We administered a small amount of synthetic epinephrine to jump-start your neural system.  How are you feeling?  Any pain or dizziness?>

[KitsuneMarie]

When the space bar's door swung open and Parker emerged, she turned her eyes on him with something akin to relief. She was glad her actions had not alienated everyone. Her mood was further lifted at his words, and she began to laugh. He was right: a talking fox did sound more implausible than what she had just experienced. "So you're not a Controller, then," she said, still smiling. Just then, John called out to them; she glanced at him over her shoulder and, gesturing with her drink, she said, "There's no problem."

[Chad32]

"I didn't mean to run her off." Temrash said idly, and remained seated.

[Midnight_Huntress]

~~School started back up and today we are out for a snow day....How do I wiggle back in here? XD~~

[Myitt]

Myitt looks up suddenly as the bounty hunter lays a hand on her shoulder.  She shoots a contemptuous look at Joanne's arm for a moment, then she sighs, pushing the black bottle away.  

"I don't really want it," she murmurs.  "I don't know if she's from our future, but I don't want to know.  Would you?  Do you really want to know if the war on Earth is lost?  Or...or if you guys run out of medicine?  Or if you really do end up blowing my brains out?  No, I don't want to think about any of that.  Even if nothing she's experienced is definite, I'd rather just...live for the moment."  

In his Skimmer, Corliss paces a bit, waiting for Terenia to try and access the computer systems.  With them, she could easily talk to him, or open up a link to Myitt's portable comm link in the bar, or even contact Ossanlin's ship, if she wanted to.  Contacting the Empire would be a different matter, there were far too many rebellion security protocols for any one person in a pool to attempt it; but Corliss really liked having an actual computer link in the pool.  It made life in there so much more interesting.

((Hi mythica!  You were talking to Gaz's people I think, but if you want, you can talk to Myitt, Joanne, Breekan, Puk, Alic, Gelia or Temrash, who are at the bar, or just outside the door are Elayne, Hunter and Parker, and locked in Ossanlin's ship outside are Ossanlin, Claxter, and Efaen.  Corliss is outside too, with Terenia, in his ship.  I can't remember if Zoshonel is inside the bar or not...sorry if I missed anyone!))

[Midnight_Huntress]

~~....(=@_@=) So many people!!......-thinks-~~

[Darth Revan]

"Me? A controller? Ha-ha. Nooo, no. I am 100% human. Sort of. I'm a SPARTAN-II. I was born on Earth in the year 2510, recruited into a secret military program when I was seven. When I was 15, we were all given medical and genetic augmentations, and given our first suits of armor. I earned this armor after a major battle. Only a select few were given the Hayabusa armor."

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne returned her attention to Parker when he began speaking. She frowned in confusion and then said, "Then you must be from an Earth that had no Yeerk War? Otherwise everyone'd be asking you questions -- or avoiding you -- like they did to me." She inspected his armor curiously then turned her eyes back to him. "So I guess you're a big hotshot, huh. Who were you fighting?"

[Terenia]

Efaen steadies herself, focusing on Ossanlin for the first time, although her gaze seems to flicker back to Claxter every few moments.

<I am a bit sore,> she admits, her thoughts sounding clearer now, <but no pain beyond that, no.> Efaen sounds remarkably calm compared to her previous moments of wakefulness. Perhaps it is the drugs, or perhaps it is merely the act of being away from the bar and around those who are truly her kind. Still, her voice holds a gentle accusation when she speaks to Claxter.

<You shot me,> she actually laughs then, <and Terenia thought you had no potential.>

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Terenia does not comment on the transition from pool to ziploc bag to pool, although she senses the changes in liquid and temperature and whatnot with ease. For the most part she had spent the time in a state of fear, waiting for someone to drop her into a vat of acid or step on her or something equally gruesome.

When she was deposited in the pool on Corliss' ship she stayed still for a long moment, reveling in the warm liquid and the nutrients it provided. She hadn't quite realized how bad the portable pool had gotten, but this - this was relief!

After a minute or so of calming herself and enjoying the experience she takes a 'look' at her surroundings, using ultrasonic clicks. Immediately she notices the computer interface and scrunch-thrusts her way over to it, using her palps to access the system, which translates her clicks into verbal speech.

<Where am I?> she asks first, as she can think of no other starting point for the roiling boil of questions and concerns in her mind.

[Chad32]

<I do apologize for that. I'll make it up to you. I just didn't want you going into a shooting spree in the crowded bar. There are patrons there that have little or nothing to do with what is going on with you, and are merely innocent bystanders. Even though corliss had been nice and civil up until then, he made a rash decision that endangered everyone. I realise Terenia needs a host as much as any Yeerk, but it doesn't have to be you. I am not even sure if she should be given anyone if she only cares for herself and her sister, unless her sister becomes her host. Otherwise whoever she takes is in danger of neglect.>

[Myitt]

"This is Corliss Three-Eight-Two.  You're on board my ship," replies Corliss.  "Skimmer class, fairly new model, so it's got this really great pool setup.  By the way, please don't tell the Empire I've got one, they'll just get mad and tack it on to my list of um...things."  He rocks back a bit on his heels, standing at one of the walls in the pool room, in front of a number of controls.  He activates the holoscreen and allows a sketchy "visual" of the room to be broadcast directly into the pool's computer setups, so Terenia can have a mental image of what's going on.  The result is something like watching something staticky on TV, with the colors on low contrast; not quite as clear and vivid as true sight, but still quite powerful after being blind.

"Hello," he says with a grin and a little wave.  "I reckoned this might be better than that little plastic thing.  Anyway, you've probably used something like this before, it'll hook up to whatever comm links I've allowed it to hook up to in the area.  D'you know how to access the communications system?"