Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[Stephquiem]

Adam's lips twitch into a good-natured smile. "You know another species that uses it? Yeah, as in Yeerk. Mine, Carris, is on our ship at the moment. As I said, he's more well-versed in this stuff than I am."

[pyrebird]

Soon after he fell, Van was approached by what looked like a Human. And not just any kind of Human... a female Human. She spoke to him, "Here, let me help you up. You were trying to get to your ship?"

Why'd it take so long for some chick to help me out?! Van thought excitedly, Hey, she's kinda cute! She has this great doe-eyed thing going on... I kinda like that.

Van blushed in response, and laughed, "Anh, yeah, I was trying to get to my ship. But, I'm kind of... Stuck. Ahem. My name's Van. Van Aldbaran. And it's a pleasure."

He grinned, and glanced in the direction where his ship was, "I'm not yet in any kind of shape for entertainment of any kind, but you're helping. Say, maybe Ogreon can check me into his sick bay first, and I'll see about letting you check out my ship later, hm?"

Van finally felt like he was back in his element. Hitting on women, heck, hitting on anyone, was something he definitely enjoyed doing. Although, his preferences were squarely targeted at females. And, seeing this one made his day feel a lot less confusing.

[AmberKatira]

Finally, something classic to respond to.

Ewa smiles and shifts her grip, pretending to struggle with the weight as she snakes her arm around Van's waist.  Practical enough, given the situation.

"The pleasure's all mine.  As far as entertainment goes though, you might want to consider changing your hobbies.  Everyone seems to have been enthralled watching this place reconstruct itself, but you're not fairing so well.  Next time you try to be entertaining, you might aim for something a little less hazardous.  Shall I just help you to the sick bay then?"

She turns to Ogreon to make sure he has no objections to her offer.  Yeerk... I know that from somewhere...

[KitsuneMarie]

"What does that mean, 'damaged your connection to the body'?" Elayne follows Mar and kneels by him, frowning in concern. At hearing someone call her name, she looks up, putting a hand on Mar's shoulder.

"Salem," she says, more for the purpose of remembering his name after their brief conversation than for acknowledging him. "A fight, evidently," she raises dark eyebrows. "Of course, Ossanlin got the brunt of it again, but they're taking care of him," she jerks her head in the Andalite's direction.


"Yeah," Illim nods uneasily to Corliss. "F***in' weird," he mutters. <<Yeah,>> he responds to Derrel. <<Despite what I may know about aliens, I've never seen anything like that.>>

As a newcomer to the scene calls attention to himself, Illim shakes himself from his distraction. "Corliss. Isn't that..." he points to Salem.

[Myitt]

Corliss nods faintly.  "It is.  Um.  Salem, whatcher doin' there, then?"  He winces, torn between the splintered building and the humanoid creature.

[RAFrukh]

|OGREON|

Ogreon looked sick. Or at least in a Clangst wat he did.

"You're a willing controller!? That's...that's...", he stammers, trying to keep his recently finished drink IN his stomach, "That's...I don't want to be rude but the most apt word I can think of apt the moment is...disgusting. Although disconcerting would be more politically correct."

He turned quickly to Van and the new human female, not wanting to turn his back to Adam, "My ship is in orbit, we will beam up as soon as possible, and get you to my sickbay."

He whipped back around to face Adam, worried he had pulled a Dracon or something dangerous out of it's holster.

[Stephquiem]

"Yes," Adam says simply. "I am." He isn't smiling anymore. He doesn't look particularly angry, though, either. "I wouldn't be standing here freely talking to you if I weren't, would I?" He turns away and picks up his glass, finishing his beer.

[pyrebird]

Van felt ill just watching Ogreon move like that, "Okay, seriously, Ogreon, can you slow down there? I think all this movement is making me a little sick... That, or it must be those stupid woodchips..."

He looked up at that the woman who had helped him up, and tried to smile, "Sorry if that sounded a little.. ah, well, foul. No two ways around it, I guess. Nothing to do with you; you're making me feel better, actually. Seriously!"

Van paused, and then asked her, "So, what's your name, lovely?"

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem nodded at Elayne and knelt down next to Mar, "Yeah, I saw some of the little battle they had. I'd be chasing the War-Prince, but he thought I was trying to kill him last time, so I don't think I should be around this time while he's... recovering." He looked Mar in the eye, then looked back at Elayne, "It didn't look like Mar was involved in their fight." He frowned as he looked down at Mar, "What is it you did, Highest?"

At Corliss's call, he turned to face the Yeerk and called back, "Hey! If you're coming to your senses and want to talk business, it might have to wait a bit." His face showed a slight smirk as he spoke.

[RAFrukh]

|OGREON|

Taking a slight step back, Ogreon thought about How the conversation had abruptly ended. Not wanted tomleave Adam on a negative note, he said, "I'm sorry but...my people went through a long war with the Yeerks. Ever since the first Andalite warned us of their existence, the've attacked...well, thats not entirely true. We deafeated them in the war, but from the time the Andalite warned us until the end of the war they were our worst enemies. I guess thats not you though.."

The clangst turned and stood next to Van and the woman, "Are you ready to beam up?"

[KitsuneMarie]

Elayne always finds it disconcerting when people call Mar by one of his titles. It's a reminder of how different he is, and of how he might be taken away from her, even pretty soon, considering what he might be telling her.

She considers telling Salem to leave Mar alone, but she doubts she can give any kind of short response to his question that the man would see as sufficiently explanatory, so she remains quiet and hopes he is distracted by the newcomers to the conversation.


Illim seems to make up his mind more easily than Corliss and starts heading towards Salem, eyes narrow, hand ready for quick access to his new Dracon.

[AmberKatira]

"I'm Ewa," she replies without thinking, then freezes.  WHAT?!  Ewa.... I said my name was.... what would possess me to give my real name? Her thoughts race backward, but there's nothing there.  She knew she had been dropped in here underprepared, but to not even have an assigned name... even if she had ended up in the wrong scape she should have a name, the tiniest of background stories--something!--sitting at the surface of her subconscious mind, but there was nothing!

Dread starts to creep through her system.  Something is very wrong here.  Someone had messed up something, somewhere, and whether it had been her or someone else, she was now flailing blindly for her place...

Ogreon's question catches her by surprise.  Ewa felt he had said something terribly relevant for plot or world building, but couldn't focus on it.  Still, it was probably best to continue as she started, so she nods politely and smiles in response to his question.

If they let me tag along long enough, I'll be able to figure something out even without a name and backstory.

[Stephquiem]

"No, that's not me." Adam smiles wryly. "We're just two people trying to get through things like everybody else." He shrugs. He's used to this sort of reaction by now.

He starts putting the medkit in order, then closes it. "Anyone needs anything in there and can read it better than I can, tell 'em it's all theirs." He pushes away from the bar, excusing himself.

He exits the bar, passing more people, and someone who looks like he's hurt. He slows for a second, then keeps walking, figuring medical help's probably not the best thing for him to be doing.

Adam wanders around the area near the bar, passing his and Carris' ship, but still not ready for that. He stops near edge of the trees. If there's life around here, he reasons, there's got to be water, right? Assuming that things like that work the way he thinks they do, which is probably expecting too much.

Still, he can't keep standing around looking the way he does, so he starts off into the trees, hoping to find a lake or a river or something.

[Myitt]

Corliss follows Illim, now that most of the splinters of wood and glass have made their way back to the reconstructed bar. 

He gives the Skimmer another quick glance, affirming that it's locked and sealed even though he knows he locked and sealed the hull.

"Illim, wait up mate," he calls, drawing his own Dracon as he jogs to catch up to him and Salem.

[warren_bearclaw]

Salem left, and Al began showcasing several of the items stored here and there.

<<Can you make him be quite? My head hurts...>>
<<Don't you mean my head?>> Jasper said, without even stopping to think that his head wasn't, in fact, hurting.
<<What? I don't... shut up, okay.>>
<<Whatever little buddy. I'll uh.. try to finish with him pretty quick.>>

"Whoa, whoa, go back a second. You... I could... have a hologram projector? ...Wow, that's like... so Star Trek. Or... was it Star Trek?" He asks himself, trailing off to try and remember. He quickly snaps himself back to the moment. "Anyways, that... that would be really cool. Does it work on other stuff, too? Like... can you just use it as a projector? How do you work it? Like.. how do you control it, what if makes, and stuff?" His creative juices were flowing rapidly, imagining all the possible uses of something like that. Just think of all the things that he could make with that. If it was half as good as Al made it out to be, then this would be the greatest design tool ever. Now, granted, it wouldn't be as... useful, as something that went beyond the virtual representation, but still. His mind was bouncing at least a dozen different ways that something the size of a toaster waffle ((...is that right?)) could be controlled to do the things he was being told it could. "Could you... uh, show me?"

<< Yeah, yeah, get your toy, then let's get out of here.>>
<<You're grumpy when you're crazy.>>
<<I'm not off my block anymore... am I?>>
<<No, you're fine. I'm just... sorry, it wasn't that funny after all.>>