Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Chad32]

Claxter begins to leave the room. After he opens the door he just says <I'm sorry.> and walks out. He didn't really know what to do. He doubted that terenia should be left alone, but she really didn't wantto see him. Also he found it hard to look at her that way. A few bugs were flying around, and one flew by his face so he swatted it away. It came back again, and he got an idea. He struck with his tail, and severed one of its wings. After aquiring it, he morphed the creature and decided to stay close to Terenia this way.

He remained outside, bu could still make her out through the viewport.

[Terenia]

As soon as Claxter leaves Terenia closes the hatch, ordering the computer to seal it. She immediately begins morphing, her lithe Andalite form melting into her human morph, which Claxter would now be able to notice looks identical to the girl in the hologram.

Wearing only a leotard and barefoot, the human version of Terenia is able to weep freely. She slides down the wall, sitting on her butt and pulling her knees to her chest. Wrapping her arms around her legs she assumes a fetal position, sobbing openly.

((Ohhhh over-emotional sociopaths. What fun. ))

[Chad32]

(Hey, Claxter had his moment of Aaaaaaannngggsssttt as well.)

Claxter felt really bad for Terenia, watching her cry like that. He really didn't know how to help them, or if Prince Ossanlin could help Efaen without killing Tamora.

[Gaz]

"Not that the detail matters anymore," Gaz said. "Seeing as how Caven has been dealt with."

"Here's what we're gonna do," Morgan said as he brought the schematic up on the computer. "Thankfully, they've moved the lab to a separate building. It's not in a hospital anymore."

"Why was it even in a hospital to begin with?" Gaz wondered out loud.

Morgan didn't respond, but continued, "First things first, we need to see if there really are people in there. They'll be here on the 3rd floor in the east wing."

There was a red dot over the area in question.

"After that," Morgan said, "we need to wipe their computers. If this information is correct, they won't have the data anywhere else. They can't risk that getting out."

[Darth Revan]

Thor's hologram appeared above the computer, "I can manage that, and more."

Parker nodded, "No doubt. No anti-virus or firewall can stop this guy."

[Chad32]

"I can help out where combat is involved." Temrash said. I could also quickly gain any information from anyone we capture very easily."

[Darth Revan]

Parker gave a ****y smirk, "Yeah, with Blade boy and me by your side, the ground will be stained if we hit heavy resistance. I do have to warn you, ricochets could hit you if you're directly beside me though." Parker pounds his chest, and his personal shield shines momentarily, "This bad boy deflects the first few rounds."

[Chad32]

"I think I want a suit. why did the Empire never make suits for their shock troops? Ah, I'll worry about that later. Tin Can." He said teasingly. "I feel bad for these people if I'm going to be their first impression of what a Hork-Bajir controller is like."

[Terenia]

After about five minutes Terenia's sobs peter off into sniffles. Ten more minutes pass before she finally pulls herself to her feet and wipes her eyes, which are red and puffy. She tightens her holster, which is fitted for her Andalite waist, and digs up two new Dracon Beams to replace those that she lost earlier.

"Computer, mirror," Terenia mumbles, her voice thick. The holographic projector lights up, acting as a mirror and projecting a double of herself. She winces at her blotchy cheeks and wet eyes, but quickly begins to fix herself up. She wipes her eyes, blows her nose and runs her fingers through her hair, not sure exactly why she is bothering with her appearance except for the fact that she does not want to return to Andalite form just yet, but she also does not want anyone to know that she has been crying.

When Terenia is finally satisfied she shuts down the holo-mirror and orders the computer not to open for anyone unless they have her DNA signature. Taking a deep breath to steady herself she opens the hatch and steps out, looking around for Claxter.

[Chad32]

Claxter remains silent when Terenia leaves the ship, and watches her from a short distance. He had spent some of the time getting used to his new morph and senses, so he was ready for watch duty. This bug was smaller than the bug he had before, and could fly, but mostly it blended into the surroundings. He wouldn't be any more suspicious than the other five or ten fluttering about now.

[Gaz]

"Good," Morgan said, "we'll need that. The place will certainly be protected. Never quite understood what they were trying to accomplish, but they wanted to make sure it was a well guarded secret."

[Terenia]

After a moment of looking around Terenia doesn't see anyone. She wonders where Claxter has gotten off to. Ossanlin won't like seeing her walking around unattended, but then again she isn't sure if he will recognize her in human morph. She decides not to fuss over it. She isn't quite ready to talk to the young warrior yet anyways, despite Efaen's desire to spend time with him. After resealing the hatch she heads back to the bar, feeling like a drink might be a temporary solution to her increasing load of problems.

[Chad32]

Claxter followed Terenia to the bar, and noticed that some people were making plans for something. He flew up into the rafters, and found Zoshonel relaxing there. There was a lot of commotion, and his instincts were becoming hard to control. He flew down to an empty table with some leftover food, and began sucking some of the juices with his proboscus.

[Agent 128]

Elipir just got out of the bathroom and went back to his table. For the past while, He has been mostly keeping to himself. He sat back down at his table and saw a bug on his food. He picked it up, threw it off, and got back to eating.

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne raised an eyebrow. "So how do you get your energy?" She looked between Thordon and Mar. "And what the heck do beings like you two do for a living?" As the bartender slid the beer she had requested to her, she finished off her stew and began working on the drink, swaying a little on her stool. Yes, she was definitely feeling the effects of all she had consumed since she had arrived. She just hoped her speech wasn't starting to slur yet. She was interested in their answers, but she couldn't very well learn them if she was entirely unintelligible.