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[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin checks himself over surreptitiously and decides to stay in the hork body for a while...why not?  He grips Tamora/Myitt's shoulders and nods  "Thank you."  He utters in Galard.

He smiles frighteningly at Tara, being hork-bajir.  He decides to try English this time...  "When do you two plan to change back?"

[Terenia]

Tamora instinctively recoils mentally from the Andalite's embrace, though she cannot do so physically. The thought of an Andalite touching her brings back a flare of malice that was left from Zorish's presence. She does not bring up her discomfort to Myitt, though. She has much more serious things on her mind.

<What do you intend to do with me, then?> Tamora asks, <Return to your host and gallivant off to your little rebellion and leave me on this rock to die? Or are you going to kill me yourself, like Zorish?>

Her defences break down slightly and she wimpers in her mind. <Please, Myitt. We could be great friends.>


Terenia turns away slightly when Corliss bends over, wincing as she hears him splash into the pool. Hundreds of times she has done the exact same thing, and yet the sound and sight of it still creeps out the human part of her. Then there's the fact that someone new is in control of the body she has come to think of as Corliss'. She wonders, briefly, how to address the human, deciding that she would rather wait for him to initiate conversation.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"Kyro tyren and Del Kyree." Dara nodded to Jagill. "I hope it doesn't take to long. I didn't want to leave them in the empire for any longer than nescessary."

"Nope. I'm good." was John's reply to Vogefak's question.

[Chad32]

"Kyro be fine. Nice Yeerk." Jagill said, meaning Kyro should be about as happy as a non free Hork-Bajir could get. "Not know where Del be. We look. Use Temrash ship. Uh...Myitt have ship, yes?"

"Yes, Myitt was using the ship to go after Keshin. We really should check up on her and get the ship back. Can you and Dara handle that while you wait on me?" Temrash said.

"Not want leave you alone."

"I'll be fine. I'll just lock the door. Dara's problem needs tending to, and Myitt should be checked up on. Go ahead." he said. He wasn't really comfortable being alone without Jagill, but he knew certain business needed tending to, and standing around waiting for him wouldn't get them done.

Jagill followed orders and left the room, heading for the exit. "Not really used to being away from Temrash." He said, confiding in Dara.

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"I guess I could understand that. Temrash doesn't seem like such a bad guy for a yeerk. I mght not have minded being a controller as much if my yeerk had been like him." Dara said hesitantly.

[Chad32]

"Well...we were not always friends." Jagill said as he walked outside. "I was quiet and behaved. He was not mean to me. It was that way for long time. His views sometime different from others, and he not get absorbed in propa...propa...lie s. So he talk to me sometimes. We enjoy each other. Now he is alone, and needs me. I need him too."

After walking a bit, Jagill got to the bar and checked inside. Unfortunately Myitt wasn't there. He looked at Dara. "Myitt not here. Where she be?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"We could walk around. Maybe they're in back?" Dara suggested.

[Chad32]

Jagill started making his way through the bar, and noticed Mar. He always seemed interested in Myitt. In a creepy stalker-ish way. He decided Mar must know, and walked over. "Hey Mar. Where's Precious?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Dara watched Dara talking to Mar. The guy just felt wrong.

[Shenmue654]

Mar raises an eyebrow at Salem's complete lack of worries. Here was a man who (apparently, from what he'd heard) had recently had half the Bar trying to kill him, and now he's playing a card game. The disconnect was frightening even by his evolving standards.

"Well..." states Mar with a shrug, eventually receiving his wine glass. Mar takes a light sip. He looks a little irritated with them. "...I suppose exactly what business you'd have with a bounty hunter is not my concern. But do your best not to get involved in problems involving my friends again. I have very few of them, so it shouldn't be hard."

Mar shortly afterwards notes that someone is speaking to him. He waves his hand at the speaker. "I don't have time for this. Dear Precious is safe and is probably with Tara. They either went looking for Corliss or healed Ossanlin. He needed assistance before."

[Cobra (Gymn)]

Dara shrugs and says to Jagill. "They're probably around back or on the sides, Jagill."

[Chad32]

"Thanks Mar." Jagill said. It was a good enough Lead. He nodded to Dara and made his way outside to Ossanlin's ship. There was Tara, Terenia, and...someone else. Or maybe the second one was that Tamora girl. He couldn't tell. He walked up to Tara, thinking Myitt was in her.

"Hey Myitt! You ok? Temrash busy now, but I here. Want to know if you ok, and about temrash ship, and about Keshin. I think I saw Salem at bar, actually. Didn't say anything to him, though. Oh, this Dara. You met?"

[Cobra (Gymn)]

"No, we haven't. Hello, I'm Dara." Dara says with nod to Tara.

[Myitt]

Tara looks over at Jagill and Dara, a bit surprised.

"Oh...it's me, Tara," she replies.  "Nice to meet you, Dara.  Temrash's ship is just a short distance through that path we sort of made through those trees.  See?"  She points toward the trees.  "Myitt is in Tamora's body right now, and the Hork-Bajir is Ossanlin.  Thanks for letting us use Temrash's ship."

Myitt looks over at Jagill and a new Hork-Bajir she didn't recognize--but then again, in her years since inhabiting a Hork-Bajir, it was getting a little more difficult to tell them apart. 

"Hmm, I'm sure we'll return soon," Myitt says pointedly in reply to Ossanlin.  "I just don't know what to do with Tamora.  Should we simply leave her?  She will undoubtedly return to the Empire."  She glances at the ground.

To Tamora she replies, <Ah?  You are desperate enough to require the friendship of the person who killed the one you loved?  Don't fool yourself, Tamora.  I feel what you feel.  I wish I could bring Zorish back, but I will not remain with you.  Kill me if you will, but I cannot afford to bring you to the rebellion.>

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Mike steps out into the cabin hesitantly, clearing his throat.

"Um...Terenia?" he ventures.  "Hi.  I reckon we've met, sort of.  I'm Mike Leicester, it's nice to finally say hello in earnest."  He coughs.  "Listen, I just...want to apologize if...if anything that's gone on between us...and Corliss..."  His shoulders sag.  "I hope you don't mind the way he feels about you."

[Chad32]

Jagill looked confusingly between Tara and the person Myitt was supposedly in, and wondered why the switch. Though it was probably important. "You are welcome for ship." He said. He gave a short nod to Ossanlin. He didn't really like any Andalites, but decided not to say anything right now. "What about Keshin? Temrash will want to know he died. And you say make path with ship? Did you crash?"