Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

In real-space above the small planetoid containing the bar, the Apix Mirage, a sleek Andalite fighter-yacht slips through a z-space rift into regular space.  The rift closes behind the ship and its real-space thrusters take over driving it towards the planetoid.

Ossanlin deftly maneuvers his craft into the planet's atmosphere, the buffer shields emitting a bluish-red glow, atmospheric reentry pressure was nothing compared to the forces exerted upon them when shifting planes.  The sleek craft arcs through the sky through puffy white clouds to stop near a landing field next to a small bar.  Ossanlin sighs...back to the GESB.  It had been a long mission by some standards, short by others.  And aside from the death of Zorish, a complete success...perhaps the death of Zorish was for the best, though Ossanlin cannot see his way clear to exonerate Myitt in his mind.  It had been wrong to give Zorish what had apparently been false hope.  Wrong to kill him that way as well.  Ossanlin still didn't see why Myitt hadn't simply shifted her dracon to a heat beam and incinerated him quickly and painlessly.  He shakes his head as the clouds swirl around the ship, kicking the anti-grav thrusters on to let the ship down slowly and smoothly.  He extends the landing struts and sets the ship down gently, releasing the pressure locks on the ship.

<We appear to have arrived.>  Ossanlin says to the whole ship.

[KitsuneMarie]

((Woo, welcome back, Time Cops! I loved reading your thread, but I'm glad you're back! ))

"Mar, don't be so down," Elayne said gently, briefly putting a hand on his arm. "Myitt will be alright."

She dropped her hand back into her lap, and gave a short laugh at Corliss's confusion. "I know what you mean. I can't even figure how long I've been here. Sometimes it just feels like hours. Sometimes like days." A puzzled expression crosses her face. "I wonder why I'm not hungrier or more tired."

Movement out of the corner of her eye caught Elayne's attention and she looked towards the window. Nothing. But there was a strange sound, like the sound of a landing ship. "Is that...?" she began, turning wide eyes on Corliss and Mar.

[Chad32]

<We're back! This seemed like such a long ride.> Claxter said. He walked near the hatch, ready to leave, but waited for his Prince's OK before ordering the hatch open and disembarking.

Derrel had seen their arrival through the viewscreen, and was a bit wary. He wanted to leave the ship, but didn't really want to get out here. He wanted to be home. He noticed other ships, and wondered if there were any Humans there. Humans without Yeerks in their heads.

Sukohn heard Claxter yelling that they were back, and tried to stretch out as much as his bindings would allow. He didn't know what they were going to do with him, and he felt slightly nervous.

(Yay! We're back!)

[Terenia]

((Why did all of my characters end up having T-names! I keep confusing myself! ))

Trey follows Elayne's glance towards the outside of the ship, curious. He does not leave his seat, though, waiting for an indication that he should do something from the older and wiser folk around him.

--

Aboard the Mirage Tamora feels the shuddering of the ship as it enters the atmosphere and the landing struts engage. Her eyes pop open, staring unseeingly at the ceiling. She is no longer crying and her face is set into an expression of wary determination.

--

Terenia is so fixated on the small computer devices frustrating sameness that she almost misses it when a new blip appears on the screen. When she realizes that a ship has exited Zero-Space she jerks to her feet, approaching the console.

"I don't believe it..." she mutters, torn between joy for Corliss and sadness for herself, "The Mirage survived."

She glances back at The Director to see if he has moved then turns her attention to her weapons. Checking that her power cells are full and her holster secure she begins walking towards her ship's still open hatch.

"Thank you for coming to see me," she says to The Director, "but there is something that I need to attend to now."

[Chad32]

(Not sure. I've been working to avoid the same problem with mine.)

[Darth Revan]

The Director stood as Terenia ran to her console. He dusted off his coat and smiled, "Go to it then." He showed no intention of following her, but his curiosity of the situation wouldn't allow him not to. He stayed motionless still smiling at her, waiting for her to leave.

[Midnight_Huntress]

~Silver~
Silver noticed that Parker had become quiet. She placed her hand on his knee under the table in a comforting gesture, she could feel that he did not trust this man.

~Keiko~
She mentally argued with herself before she finally downed her drink and walked over to Morgan. "I...just wanted to...thank you for getting me out of there." she said to him, her eyes downcast.

[Myitt]

Corliss looks up, too, staring at the grimy windows. 

Without a word he gets up and bolts for the door, stepping outside as the Mirage lands in a hiss of hydraulics. 

---

Myitt stares at the floor until the ship lands, stung by Ossanlin's coldness.  And why shouldn't he be cold to her?  Everyone else was.  She had done a terrible thing.  Terrible, but necessary.

<Oh, come on,> Tara snaps.  <You made your own bed with this one.  Stop moping.>

The Yeerk sighs and climbs slowly to her feet, watching out the windows and waiting for the Mirage's hatchway to open. 

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin makes sure the ramp is still securely locked.  <We have some things to discuss before anyone leaves the ship.  First off, Myitt I need you coherent for this.  There are currently three parties on this ship that know the identity of the bandits on Earth.  None of these people may leave the ship without at least a partial memory wipe.>

Ossanlin looks at Derrel.  <I am sorry Derrel, you have that knowledge since Sukohn decided to infest you.  There are two options for you.  The first is a partial memory wipe of everything that's occurred since and including Sukohn's infestation.  If you choose to remain conscious, it will be as if you've woken up in an alien ship with several creatures you did not believe existed before that moment.  It will be very frightening and stressful for you.  The other option is to be sedated and placed in metabolic stasis, then have your memory wiped of those events.  You will remain unconscious and the next friendly heading back to Earth will transport you there and deposit on the surface where you will wake up in a familiar setting.  The choice is yours, either way we have to wipe those memories from your mind.>

He looks towards Claxter.  <You are responsible for Sukohn's security, Warrior.  We will have to wipe both his memory and that of his host until a point before he learns that the young woman is from future Earth.  He has proved his untrustworthiness.. .so he must remain incarcerated, or at least restrained and under supervision.  Once we remove the offending information, you may either keep him here aboard the Mirage in metabolic stasis which would not require you to supervise him, or you can bring him into the bar in restraints and secure him there.  It's up to you Claxter, but again we must memory wipe him first.  I believe it would be best to perform these operations before even lowering the ramp.  Myitt...did you understand that?>

[KitsuneMarie]

When Corliss left, Elyane stood and followed him, supposing that Mar would be only a few steps behind. The crew of the Mirage had left at least partially on her behalf; it was the least she could do to be one of the first to welcome them back. Maybe they'll need some repairs, she thought, knowing few other ways to thank them. Besides, Myitt was her friend, even though she hadn't known her long. It would be good to have her in the Bar again.

Elayne pushed open the building's door and took several steps towards the ship, gravel crunching under her boots. She stopped a safe distance away and watched the still-sealed hatch.

After a few moments, she shifted her weight and walked to where Corliss was standing. "They're taking their time..." she murmured with a frown.

[Myitt]

In her haste to leave, to be anywhere but the cabin of this ship, Myitt had nearly forgotten the other prisoners. 

She nods at Ossanlin.  "Yes, of course," she says quietly, and she mechanically goes to retrieve her backpack of equipment.

Myitt pulls out the little computer and starts sterilizing the memory probes attached to them, looking over at Derrel. 

"What is your decision, human?" she asks while she works.

---

Corliss watches Elayne walk past him, and he follows, jogging over the dirt and gravel and staring up at the ship's hull.  He stops next to Elayne.

"Yes, they are," he says, disconcerted. 

He pulls out his comm link and taps at the little holoscreen that emerges, attempting to dial the Mirage. 

"Perhaps now the bloody thing will connect, since they're right in bloody front of us," he mutters.

[Chad32]

Derrel tensed up a bit when Ossanlin said he would have to have his memory wiped. He didn't want anyone messing with his brain again, but there wasn't much he could do. struggling would be pointless.

"I think I'd rather have the first option please."

Claxter mulled over the options with Sukohn. Did he really want to babysit the Yeerk and his host? No. He had other things that he wanted to do. However, opting to put Sukohn in stasis might be seen as taking the easy way out.

"I can supervise him at the bar, my Prince. He seems relatively civil."

[Myitt]

Myitt takes the prepped memory link device over to Derrel.  "It would be better if you sit down," she says, sitting down on the floor with her back against the wall.  "Please, try to relax.  It will not hurt."  She gingerly places her two wires at her ears, wincing as they snake their way to connect to her Yeerk flesh inside Tara's head.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin nods.  <Very well, just realize that you will probably resort to hysterics.  It might be best to sedate you at the least for the few moments this will take.>  Ossanlin trots to the medbay and takes an ampoule of sedative, dialing it to the proper dose for what he estimated Derrel's weight to be.  <This will not cause you unconsciousness, it will merely supress your fight or flight response...it will relax you and make the transition easier.  Do I have your permission?  It is a mist spray, it won't even puncture your skin.>  Ossanlin holds the ampoule up for Derrel to see.

[Chad32]

Derrel has followed Ossanlin into the medbay, and listened to him talk about sedatives.

"Ok. I should probably sit down first." He sat against the wall and waited to be sedated. "I don't even remember that one guy anyway. I'd probably just forget on my own in the next few weeks or whatever."