Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[SamiChee]

Sami nodded a bit, unsure of who he was talking about. She was about to go on when he remarked about how she looked. She blinked and paused for a moment before regaining her composure at least a little bit. "Um.. why... thank you. On my planet I am just average. Not even really anything to look at. Most males just ignore me. Then again, I do not alter my appearance to get males, like most of the females. They are the ones who pretty themselves up for others... Although, males do it too soemtimes."

[General Squall Leonhart]

Larry listened to her and felt that she should know just how radiant she really was. "Sami, I do not know what it is like on your home world, but to me you are more than just average. You are the most exquisite creature I have ever laid eyes upon." Larry said in a soft voice that only Sami could hear. "I only wish that you understand how I feel about you Sami, and perhaps those feeling are the same as you feel about me." Larry continued using that soft voice that only could be heard by the two of them.

Larry changed to his normal tone of voice "So how did you get hurt? How did you get here?" he asked.

[SamiChee]

Sami blinked and drew back an inch from him, confused about how forward he was being. Sure, the males on her planet were straight forward when they wanted a female, but it was odd to have a different race doing the same thing. And she was even more thrown off by his abrupt change of tone. He began to ask her questions and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Well, the thing is.... I don't know. All I remember is falling asleep in my hammock. Then I woke up next to a large body of water and my head was bleeding. I don't even think I was laying on any rocks...."

[General Squall Leonhart]

As Larry was listening to Sami talk about how she got here he analyzed her movements and realized something disturbing. She seemed uncomfortable at the way he had expressed his feelings towards her. She didn't reject them, that he could tell, but she was perhaps from a place that did not condone that kind of behavior. It was this thought that reminded him of how he lost Andra, although Baal's influence also had something to do with that.

"Hmmm....perhaps I can help you find out how you got here." Larry said to Sami in a thoughtful manner "If you would want to show me where you appeared I could use my magic to see if there is a residual portal that you went through." Larry drained the last of his mead and turned to Sami and said "Unless you wished to stay here" He did not voice his thought, but they were very apparent in the way he looked at Sami. It was a look of longing, a look that any being could translate to say 'I want to stay with you, no matter where that may be.'

[AmberKatira]

~The Polkaris~

Ewa tried really hard not to smile, and almost succeeded.  She bit the inside of her lip, but her face still glowed with the sly amusement of someone thoroughly appreciating a dirty joke.  Very pretty... and they'd do nothing but fight and make up constantly.... how exhausting.  A grin broke out on her face for a moment before she suppressed it.

"My disapproval--or lack thereof--doesn't seem to have much bearing on this."  She gestured at the space between the two men.  "I feel it's about time I had some real clothes again though, so why don't I leave you two to sort this out?"  She briefly touched Rathien's shoulder, meeting his eyes, and then slid her hand across Van's shoulder and back as she walked out of the room.

She paused on the threshold.  "Play nice while I'm gone."  Ewa broke out into a full grin and a small fit of giggles.  Ahh!  It is wonderful to laugh!  Her spirits remained buoyed as she made her way to the common room.

[SamiChee]

Sami smiled and relaxed. She nodded to him. "If you would be delighted to help me, I would really like to know what drew me from my home..." She did not voice her opinions about this place, for fear of she might offend Larry. She was starting to like him. His eyes drew her in, and his tone was soft and reassuring, not gruff and demanding like the males of her world. And she liked that. She stood up, the cloak rustling around her as she did so, and she waited for Larry. "I will say, though, that I was a bit dizzy and light-headed from my wound at the time so I may..." She suddenly felt woozy and leaned back into the bar stool, catching herself. She rubbed her eyes some so she could regain her vision. Then she grunted as she pushed herself back up. "Oh, got up too fast... Anyway.. I may not quite know where I am going. I don't quite know how I even stumbled to the bar..."

[General Squall Leonhart]

Larry noticed her stumble and quickly offered her his arm so she could steady herself and so he could escort her. "Well you said that you appeared by the lake so I believe that we should start there don't you?" He asked in a tone that was friendly, but in a way a little teasing as well. As if it was amusing to point out the obvious which Larry felt that it sometimes was.

[SamiChee]

Sami smiled a little bit. "Well of course. I just don't quite know where that is at though." She knew he was just teasing, she could tell by his tone. But this was a very troubling matter. Not one to joke around about. She took his arm gently, looking around at all of the patrons as they walked. She could see a wide variety of races in the bar. Some of them looked very intriguing. Others looked... Well, unintriguing. She remembered that she had heard someone say they were an android earlier, and she would have to find him or her later to talk to them. That would be very interesting.

[General Squall Leonhart]

While she smiled at his little teasing joke he also knew that she might not think it appropriate at this time. Normally he would attempt to explain, but decided to just let it go for now. As they stepped outside it was a vast change from the gloom of the bar to the bright sunshine.

He leaned down to pick his staff off of the ground where he had laid it and slung it over his shoulder using a thin strip of leather on the staff. Larry also picked up a large clump of soil and pressed it between his hands tightly. He concentrated very hard for a few seconds and then separated his hands. Like with the rose there was a small green sprout sticking out of the soil, however this time it quickly grew into a large fern leaf. Large enough for him to hold over their heads and dim the sunlight somewhat.

Although he tried to let it go he was too nice to not explain his teasing. "I was only teasing you because I was hoping to ease your worry Sami. Forgive me if I insulted you." Larry said as he escorted her towards the lake.

[pyrebird]

"I don't know," Van said slyly, still keeping his cool relatively intact, "Would you prefer me at your back, or do you prefer the view of mine?" He lowered his gun, crept to Rathien's back, and grinned.

Ewa sensed the situation, and quickly indicated that she was leaving for her clothes. Van tried to supress a laugh as he made a quick glance in her direction, "Yes, I am in the know that this is of the discomfort to the ladies, chaasi? Your clothes should be, anh, around the second door, the downstairs, where the laundry is, chaa. They should be on the done."

As she left, Van was alone with Rathien, yet he wasn't so terrified by the man, anymore. In fact, he couldn't help but find the situation amusing. For as long as he continued to delude himself, Rathien posed no obstacle to the pirate. The nagging truth of the matter was quickly suppressed by Van's desire to keep things under control.

It's no use getting killed out here, Van thought, But, I don't believe he feels too comfortable below. Hmm, we'll see about that.

Van depowered the bayonet, and then dropped the gun to the ground. He slid his fingers through the tips of Rathien's long, silvery-white ponytail, noting the blueness of the tips. His eyes rested on the Hunter's belt and rear, then moved his gaze and fingers upwards, until he was massaging the base of Rathien's neck.

"I assume that, as with all things," Van considered somewhat haughtily, "You prefer to remain on the Hunt? Mmm, that won't do with me."

He leaned forward and whispered, "I have my preferences, you know. More so than most, I don't enjoy being the target, if you get the say."

[RAFrukh]

|CATIE

If he takes offense this easy, I can't believe he didnt kill me on the Urtahn..., Catie thought to herself.

"Well...look. I'll make sure to check in on you. I'm going off to look for something strange I think I saw. You look like you're good at taking care of wounds..."

Catie thought of how he might react if she just left.

"still..."

She pulled out a s.e.n.s.o.r. from her pocket and ran it over Sami.

beep....beep....beep....beep....beep....beep-beep-beep.

Catie looked at the readings and smiled, "You'll be just fine. Larry's got you all fixed up, no worries."

She put her hand on Sami's arm, "Good luck. Larry, nice meeting you. I'm off for an adventure."

She smiled again and walked out. At the entrance she put her hands on her hips and breathed in the crisp air. Then she went off again to look for Van and Ewa.

|VOGEFAC

Vogefac sipped the Rev'maak ale the bartender had given him. The girl from before and the man also were in the bar, but they were busy, then the girl left. He shook his head. All his friends - even his acquaintances - had probably been gone for years now. After all, he'd been away for decades. But...he thought he heard a familiar voice...

He turned...and there was the Andalite warrior!

"Claxter!", Vogefac yelled.

He walked over to his old friend.

[Chad32]

<Vogefac? Hey, you're back! How did I not notice you before? How have you been?> Claxter said. He'd been paying attention to other things, and hadn't recognized Vogefac, which was odd since he was quite the recognizable guy. <I don't suppose you've met my Prince Ossanlin and new ally Serid? I'm afraid I don't know who that guy is.>

"You may both call me Jocun." He said. "I'm a controller, but I try not to get into conflict with anyone, Andalite or otherwise. I'm from a timeline where the war is over, so I have no particular animosity towards any species."

<Oh. The Andalites finally won, eh?>

"Uh, no. Not exactly."

[SamiChee]

Sami watched Catie as she ran off away from the bar. She really hoped she hadn't offended the female. She seemed really sweet.... Her attention returned to Larry and she nodded. "It is fine. I'm just a little bit sensitive because this is a really pressing matter." She rested her hand near his, as her arm was already looped with his as she began to try to lead him in the direction of the lake. "Do you at all know where the lake is?" she asked. She didn't want to have to wander around forever trying to find it again.

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

~Ossanlin~

Ossanlin glances away from Claxter with his main eyes to indicate that he was giving the newcomer his full attention.  The species reminded him of a Hork-Bajir insofar as that it was obviously reptillian in lineage.  He seems to remember noticing this being some time ago, though he's certain they have never talked more than in passing.

<Hello.  I am War Prince Ossanlin-Rethin-Sephirel, Captain of the Dome Ship Tyrennian.>  Ossanlin gives his formal greeting so as not to be rude, though does not banter as it is not befitting, besides the fact that he knows next to nothing about this creature.



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~Rathien~

Rathien raises an eyebrow...the pirate was suddenly very friendly.  He had not expected this.  Oh dear...this could become downright enjoyable.  The Beryllian was not trustworthy by any means, but he was very pretty.  He was no more dangerous than Rathien himself, or so Rathien thinks.  He slips the knife in his hand back up his sleeve into its sheath.  Of course they are on the pirate's turf.  What would happen if this went beyond the need for armor?  Rathien runs his tongue over his fang again, the danger, the insanity of letting his guard down even for a moment around formidable prey is beyond exciting.  It invited the End of the Dream.  This situation is a razor's edge, but Rathien intends to walk it as far as the pirate will, even if the other does have the home-field advantage.

"Hmm...you're right, I tend to take what I want.  I did not read you as the type to exert himself in this manner."  Rathien smiles and moves a hand to Van's side, arching his back against the pirate.  He emits a sort of 'purring' noise from his throat as he feels the pirate's hand against the back of his neck.  If the pirate had a knife up his sleeve and was fast enough, or strong enough in general, he'd be able to sever Rathien's cervical vertebra without much difficulty.  The thought makes him grin wider.  "But it depends upon whom I'm with.  If prey should be worthy of hunting me in return, I see no problem with reversing the rolls.  It's not easy though, restraining a ravenous wolf.  I wonder if you have what it takes."

Oh yes...this could indeed become enjoyable.

[warren_bearclaw]

Jasper grinned slightly. "Nah, I'm just a draftsman." Was all he said. "Not exactly scary, huh?" He shrugged. He was tapping his foot, or rather, Sapttus was.

<<You alright up there, buddy?>>
<<OH yeah, sure, I'm fine and dandy.>>
<<You just said dandy. You are not fine.>>
<<What? Pffft. Sure I'm fine, pardner!>>
<<Dude, you sound almost drunk. Let's go fix you some ->>
Sapttus interupted with a more serious tone. <<You're right, you're right. Can't go off like a Loony-Toon in front of the lady here. Ruins your chances for later.>>
<<...oi... You're a hopeless druggie.>>
<<Not as long as I've got you, bub!>>

"Now uh, pardon me miss, but I've got to ... heh, I'll be right back." He says as he scoots his chair away from the table. He holds up a finger as if to prove his intention, and heads for a back room. They stop abruptly, turn back in a rather unusual little manuever, and return to the table. "Uh... forgot my bag..." He says, smiling sheepishly. No point heading to a back room if he wasn't going to bring the stupid oatmeal along. He bends over, zips the pocket closed, and picks it up -banging his head on the table as he did. "Aye!" He says, as half of the pile of woodchips sprinkles on his head.

<<Knew I shoulda thrown those away.>>
<<I told you so, didn't I?>>
<<...uh... nooo... you didn't.>>
<<huh... never mind.>>

He stand up, careful to avoid the tables edge this time. He seems to not be able to decide between stopping to pick up the mess, or heading for the 'restroom' as intended. "I'll uh, come back for this." he says, before turning about-face again and heading behind to the back. He rubs his head as he goes. It didn't hurt that much, but it sure wasn't comfy.