GESB: Operation Cocoa Puffs

[Myitt]

Myitt hits the comm link again, replying to Gaz.  "We're fine," she grates.  "Mar, we have work to do.  Unless you can look inconspicuous in a grocery store, please **** off."  She gets up and walks to the door, still clearly shaken but determined.  She seems to feel better when she steps out into the oppressive heat, squinting up at the darkening sky.  "Still hot.  I like this temperature," she mutters, pacing away from the invisible ship, only noticeable by the floating oblong square of the open hatch.  "Too dry, though.  Much too dry."  She sticks out her tongue in a face of disgust.  It feels like it's turned into sandpaper in her mouth.  "Yuck," she mutters, swallowing.

<Please.  Don't let him touch me again,> Tara demands.  <Bastard's colder than a well-digger's chicken.  I really don't want him to come in with us.  How am I supposed to know you're going to stay on my feet with him floating around?  Creepy sonuva****.>

Myitt ignores her host for the time being and looks back at the floating square of cabin.  "Well?  Come on.  Let's get some goddamn cocoa puffs."

[Darth Revan]

((Gaz, did we actually land? You didn't specify; are we near Myitt?))

[Shenmue654]

((Whoops. Then never mind; Mar couldn't have said anything to Thordon if he was on another ship. O__O; ))

[Shenmue654]

"Oh, I could make myself less conspicuous," states Mar with a slight smile. "I just don't really care to right now. No one can see me or hear me except Breekan and you. And I don't particularly mind making either of you look insane unless someone gets arrested."

Mar pokes his head out of the ship, glancing around. "Not bad, but a bit dry. My sweetie shouldn't frequent places where she could get dehydrated. Make sure to buy water, hmm?"

[Darth Revan]

((I explained it out. I'm good like that. ))

[Chad32]

Temrash had landed somewhere isolated, and exited his ship with his remote control for it and water. "Come on, Ardiss. It's time to take a walk. My friends will be here as soon as they can to pick you up. Now let's see if this helps." He said and adjusted a belt. n cked a hologram of a tall and well built Human. It was a simple device, and had a force projector, so he looked and somewhat felt Human. However, he would still need to try to avoid contact and hope no controller had a way to detect the hologram. "Tell me Ardiss, are seven foot tall Humans that look like they weigh three hundred pounds reasonably inconspicuous?"

[Myitt]

Myitt turns back to the floating cabin hatch, glaring at Mar's dark and semi-corporeal face.  "Shut up," she snaps, smiling faux sweetly as she walks over to the edge of the building, walking around until she finds a dumpster.  She bounces on her heels, grinning down at it, and pulls out her portable link.  "Gaz, you folks ready?  I'm going to head down at the dumpster in the back."  She pauses and changes the frequency.  "Temrash, where are you guys?"

((Hunter, of course since this is Australia, feel free to add any input--or correct me if I get stuff wrong XD))

[Shenmue654]

Mar casually brushes past Myitt and drifts into the open air, glancing around him with a look of slight disinterest. Mar then glances back at Myitt and states, "Don't tell me to shut up, dear. It's quite rude. I certainly don't tell you that. ...what a barren, useless wasteland. There aren't enough people here for this to be any fun."

[Myitt]

"That's what the Empire said," Myitt says simply, looking around at the trees.  Suburbia.  "They'll get to Mundaring soon enough, if you keep me from going food shopping.  No sense waging war on an empty stomach."  Once everyone's outside her ship she closes the hatch and seals it securely, remotely.  She dangles her feet over the edge of the roof, swinging her legs back and forth. 

<Oh, I hate heights,> Tara murmurs, looking down, too.

[Gaz]

(oops)

"All right, hatch is open and we are parked next to Myitt's ship," Gaz said. "Let's get goin!"

Gaz and Fletcher walked outside. Fletcher squinted in the light as he stepped out.

"So...um..." Fletcher said, "Why we here?"

"Some fun," Gaz said. "Some fun. Maybe while we're here we can pick up some more rum for the galley."

Gaz walked over to Myitt. "You doin ok? Sounded shaken on the comm."

[Myitt]

Myitt looks up at Gaz.  "Doing great.  Just..." She glances at Mar, unsure if Gaz can even see him.  Her gaze quickly flickers back to Gaz's face.  "...My host is afraid of heights," she murmurs, looking down at the dumpster below.  "The depths of space and the height of Earth orbit, and you can't handle a dumpster."  She smirks, then sucks in a deep breath, sighing, "shut up, Myitt."  Tara swallows and hops down into the dumpster below with a clang.  "Ohh, guh-ross, man..."

[Gaz]

"You sure that's the only thing bothering you?" Fletcher asks. "I thought it would have something to do with the dead guy over--guh!"

That was when Gaz elbowed Fletcher in the gut.

"I wasn't sure if that was something you wanted to talk about," Gaz said.

"She's a pirate with manners," Fletcher said. "GUH!"

That was when Gaz elbowed Fletcher a little harder in the gut.

"Shutting up," Fletcher wheezed.

"Good call," Gaz said without looking at him. Then she looked over at Mar. "Interesting."

[Myitt]

"Just a sec," she calls, then seems to realize she's being far too loud, as she clatters out of the dumpster.  "Ugh, I think I'm covered in orange juice.  I hope this is orange juice."  She wipes her hands on her jacket and looks up at her friends on the roof.  "Come down here already, we don't have all night."  Myitt narrows her eyes at the snippets of conversation she overhears between Fletcher and Gaz, but settles for leaning against the brick wall of the supermarket, looking around impatiently. 

[Shenmue654]

Mar glances at Gaz with some interest. Interesting. That woman can see me. ...this may not bode well for my current state. I'll have to vanish from all views until I'm sure one way or the other.

Mar then disappears from Myitt's sight, mentioning one final thing. "You shouldn't get so dirty, Precious. Try to be more careful as we go."

[Myitt]

"I'm working on it," she growls, glaring up at the sky.  <It's too dry here.  Drier even than Wyoming.  How do you guys live here?>

<I think it involves lots of sunscreen, and air conditioning,> Tara replies.