Galaxy's Edge Space Bar (archive)

[Myitt]

Corliss taps at the biggest of the hovering holoscreens, and steps back a few feet.

He glances at Terenia.  "They've accepted the encryption," he says.  "Most likely they'll put me straight through to Reven, since I've added a little bit of code.  A bit of an inside joke."  He rubs the back of his neck.  "Look, I know you must be nervous, but it's good for you to speak to him.  I've told him the situation between you and Efaen, in terms of how swell you get along, but I haven't mentioned yet that Efaen is involuntary.  If Efaen is allowed to speak, then surely she'll reveal this fact.  He may ask to speak to her, so I am letting you know beforehand."  He smiles sympathetically.  "All right?"

---

Myitt struggles against the cables binding her.  "Hey," she snaps loudly. 

"Hey!  Hello!  Whose ship was that?" she demands.  "You can't just shoot down a fighter that's made no attempt to attack you!"

[Chad32]

"It wasn't one of ours, and it was charging its guns. I've killed people for less of a reason than that." Cody said. "I don't like how casual this Oss guy is acting. Maybe he knows something we don't."

[Myitt]

"You idiot!" Myitt rages.  "It could've been charging its cannons for any number of reasons!  What are you, some kind of homicidal maniac?"

[Chad32]

Cody looks at Myitt with the most manic expression a Human can have. "Gee, I must have been nicer to you people than I thought. You forgot. Yes, I'm a homicidal maniac. I like to kill people. I've been acting pretty sane lately, but I'm getting bored. Now I want to cause some trouble. Now of course I don't have the power to do a whole lot before getting taken down, but I'm tired of being civil."

[Myitt]

"Well, Christ, somebody get this guy infested again, will you?" Myitt breathes, looking bleakly from Tamora to the dog and back. 

<Tied up in a room with a homicidal maniac,> Tara muses.  <Remind me to thank you for a lovely weekend.>

[Cobra (Gymn)]

When Tamora started petting me I calmed down. My eyes closed and my tail wagged. I started to forget my troubles.

[warren_bearclaw]

(((Darn Desmond and his time bombs!!!)))

[Terenia]

"All right," Terenia says, her voice barely more than a whisper. She looks anything but all right - she looks as though she is on the verge of throwing up.

---

"We're working on that," Tamora says with a scowl. Truth be told, she would be more comfortable when Sukohn was back in charge of Cody as well. "Though I doubt it will help your situation at all. He's not the one you have to worry about."

Tamora glances at Cody quickly, realizing something, "Does she have any weapons on her? We didn't search her when she was unconscious."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

When tamora mentioned weapons I went over and nudged the spot where myitt had her dracon. Before she could squirm away I grabbed the dracon in my jaws and turned to give it to tamora or Cody.

((you said myitt had a dracon right and a knife also or am I wrong? I figure a dog would be able to notice the dracon.))

[Chad32]

"Good Bear. Yeah, get to searching. No sense in leaving her armed. What is taking that andalite so long?"

[Myitt]

((A knife strapped to her calf, some cash and fake ID's, a small device that attaches to the Dracon, and her computer (which looks like a small blackish-green cube) ))

Myitt shirks away from the dog as he searches her jacket.

"Get this damned dog off of me!" she snarls.

[KitsuneMarie]

Feeling increasingly lightheaded by the moment, Tora abandons her attempt to morph and instead focuses on just getting out of the ship, which is rapidly filling with smoke. The comm link, she thinks, groaning as she puts her hands to the floor to try to push herself back up on her four legs. I'll have to get it later, or just let the damn thing explode with all of the supplies I just retrieved.

It is as she collapses again that she realizes one of her legs must be broken. <<Dammit,>> she hisses, then calls out, <<Corliss! Myitt!>> hoping at least the former is still close enough to hear her. With a sharp inhalation to try to clear her lungs of smoke, she gets to her feet again and hobbles towards the hull door, keeping her injured leg tucked as close against her body as possible.

[Myitt]

((I'm guessing if Bear could thought-speak all the way to John, then Myitt can hear Tora ))

Myitt's eyes widen as she and Tara hear Tora's faint thought-speech voice echo in their shared head.

<Tora!> Myitt exclaims.  <It must have been her fighter they shot down.  The filthy dapsen cowards...if only I could help her.>

---

Corliss jerks in surprise at Tora's voice, and instinctively he looks around the room.  No, it was definitely Tora.

"Did you...did you hear that?" he whispers, anxiously eyeing the holoscreen, which is still connecting their feed through the interminable distance of z-space.  "Tora.  The Andalite friend I was telling you about?  She's in trouble."  He wrings his hands worriedly, staring at the screen.  "Christ, I know Reven will understand, but...look, I need to help her.  Once he comes on screen, I'll have to leave you with him.  I am trusting you with this ship, Terenia."  

He steps away from the screen and gently holds Terenia's human shoulders.

"Please," he says, searching her eyes.  "Please do not muck around with the computer, or call Visser Three or pull any of that ****e you did with Myitt.  Our lives depend on it."  He gestures to Mike's chest.  "Can you do this for me?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

I noticed Myitt's eyes widen and I ****ed my head. There didint seem to be a reason for her to be more alarmed than she was. She smelled... angry, very angry, more than before. I wondered why.

[Myitt]

((Cobra, it's becoming unrealistic for you to jump to the conclusion that she's angry because of thought-speech.  She's also a prisoner, and someone in a Bug fighter was just shot down--she knows several people who own Bug fighters.  Please keep realism in mind when roleplaying.  Also, please watch your spelling and grammar.  Thanks.))

Myitt ignores the dog, still lost in her internal turmoil.  Even if someone had waved a hand in front of her face she might not have paid any attention.