Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

<And what right do you have to demand anything of me?  I do not know you, and all I know of you is that you accept money to hunt beings.  Did you ever consider having a pleasant conversation with someone instead of demanding answers and threatening lives?  Asking questions of me in such a manner will only cause me to be determined to not give answers.>  Ossanlin scoffs, glancing at Mar.

[Myitt]

<<Can't be sure, but...>> Mike pauses, straining to listen through ears that aren't his to filter sounds through.  <<I reckon we're being followed by hooves.  Hahah!  I can't believe it.  That sort of rot actually worked?  Hurry and see if it's her, I can't stand the suspense.>> 

He smirks inwardly, his thoughts racing about the bizarre and pompous mental condition the Andalite girl must be in to cave in to such a ridiculous proposition.  Sacrifice yourself by single-handedly destroying an allied faction from within?  The thought was laughable...and yet...

[radgeek]

Taylis didn't come to this bar to fight but still took a hold of the blade in her hand bag.  She would watch but make no action unless she was threatened.  She didn't know who was in the right (or even if any of the involved parties were right) so jumping in would be stupid.

[warren_bearclaw]

Jasper had somewhat tuned out the conversation going on around him as he worked. Sapttus was still fuming silently, contemplating the ramifications of the Yeerk Genocide that had been brought up. Eventually, they both just settled to watch as the hospital filled up with detail; it was something they both enjoyed. Jasper looked up briefly at the sword and uh, tail fight-to-be broke out. He forced himself to look back on his page and not worry about it. Though, they both were very concerned. This place was a madhouse. As soon as he could, they'd have to find out where the next closest inhabitable planetoid was, and get out of here as soon as possible.

[Stephquiem]

Adam glances over his shoulder, seeing the fight. "What the hell?" He shakes his head, turning back. He doesn't need to get involved in some strangers' issues. Especially not when one of those strangers is an Andalite.

[Terenia]

<<She won't succeed,>> Terenia says quickly, reading Mike's thoughts. <<Maybe once she spends some time among the rebellion she'll even believe that you both more or less want the same thing.>>

Unable to contain her own excitement, Terenia stops Mike's body in its tracks and moves to the side, glancing back the way they had come. Her heart leaps when she sees Efaen's form, tail held high, trotting towards them.

<<It really worked,>> it is clear from her amazement that she had not expected such a success. She tries, with some difficulty, to emanate calm as she waits for Efaen by leaning against an old ship hull and crossing Mike's arms across his chest.

<I have conditions,> Efaen says without preamble, skidding to a stop in front of Mike and Terenia. <You will not be permitted to perform a memory dump of any sort on me. You have Terenia to vouch for my memories, and I will not allow the intrusion. If an opportunity for combat or espionage arises, you will allow me to utilize my skills as a trained Andalite warrior. If I request to be sent along on a mission, I expect my wishes to be honored.> Her main eyes bore into Mike's/Terenia's as she speaks. Her thoughts come across as angry, tinged with the usual bigotry as she talks down to who she believes is Corliss. There is something else there as well, though. Excitement, perhaps?

<Finally,> Efaen concludes, <I will not, under any condition or any circumstance, allow one of your filthy kind to inhabit my skull. Those days are over. I will not sacrifice my freedom.>

Terenia's excitement, which had been soaring, took a nose dive. Her hands, which had been clenched in excitement, shifted into fists of fury.

<<What the hell use will she be if I can't have her as a host?>> Terenia demands, knowing that her anger is obvious on Mike's face.

[Shenmue654]

Mar scoffs at Okaru, staring over the exchange between the two men. His expression is confident and smug. He believes his friend is more than capable of handling the bounty hunter, powerful as he may be with the sword. Mar, just in case, begins to prepare an energy reserve for Ossanlin's use as a Silver Blade. He's aware that this takes energy out of him, but hopes that the Mass will back up the exchange.

"Think yourself so great and mighty that you can demand answers from the point of a sword?" states Mar, chuckling. "There are beings frequenting this Bar stronger than you yet, young fool. Although...this place does have a habit of equalizing those who enter. If my Andalite friend will not help you without proper information, it is best not to start a fight. It may involve more than just us three."

Telepathic messages are a bit trickier now that Mar's forwarding energy to Ossanlin, but he tries to give the War-Prince the sense that he'll back him up.

[Nero's Fury]

Okaru's eyebrow arched, ''Being a swordsman makes me good at only a few things. One is seeing auras. Or energy paths. You give enough of your own energy to this being to possibly hurt yourself if I were to mortally wound him...why?'' The confusion on his face was etched for all to see.

[Myitt]

<<Cool it down, love, you're going to give me a bloody hernia!>> Mike exclaims, watching Efaen through Terenia's hard stare.  <<Give me control.  Please.  You're going to blow this whole thing if you don't!>>

[Terenia]

<<Take it,>> Terenia says, her upper lip curling slightly before she finally succumbs, allowing Mike full control. In the passenger seat, she continues to seethe.

[Myitt]

Mike takes a deep breath, calming the echoes of Terenia's nerves. 

He smiles broadly at Efaen.

"You will have your conditions, of course," he replies, relaxing his stance and folding his hands behind his back. 

[Terenia]

<And they will be honored,> Efaen says, her tail muscles tensing as Mike's face shifts from fury to something more casual. <Unless that is a problem?>

<<You know what that means, if she doesn't let me back?>> Terenia snaps, <<It means everyone has to actually live with her.>>

[Myitt]

<<She'll let you back,>> Mike says stubbornly.  <<If you'll recall, we humans can lie just as well.  Reven won't allow her presence on the base any other way.  Even now it's...he wasn't too keen on it the last time round.>>

He clears his throat and keeps beaming at the Andalite girl.  "Why would it possibly be a problem, Efaen?"

[Terenia]

<<What, you want to kidnap her?>> Terenia scoffs, <<Reven won't let an involuntary host on the base either.>>

Efaen glares at Mike, waiting for the catch. When none comes she cautiously lowers her tail several inches. <Very well, then. If we have reached an acceptable agreement, let us proceed.>

[Myitt]

Mike stares at Efaen, blinking.

<<No, we can't bloody well kidnap her, either,>> he says, frustrated.  <<She'll have to come along...and perhaps when Corliss returns she'll let you back in, like she always does.  Though she thinks I'm him, and we'll have to be secretive about it.  Ughh, this is a terrible plan!  I'm no good at this, Cor's the one with all the bright ideas!>>

He shakes himself out of his daze and plasters the smile back onto his face.

"Um, well, why don't we start by heading to the Skimmer?" Mike says hesitantly.  Without waiting for a reply, he turns and brushes aside a couple of branches, heading in the direction of the Yeerk ship.