Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[Nero's Fury]

Okaru smiled and took another deep breath, of the frosty cool crisp air. For reasons his master could never discern, there were only a few ways to completely calm Okaru down. A moment of fresh air, swimming, and strangest of all yet the most potent is when he is near fire.

Okaru turned and dropped silently to ground. Pushing the door open gently, he decided one more deep breath couldnt hurt so he did just that.

Glancing around the bar swiftly, he took in his surroundings. From first glance he saw that the Andalite was no longer talking to the being with the strange aura alone, but seemed to be speaking to new arrivals, at least one being through a comlink of some sort.

His ears were trained intensly, just as his entire body had been pushed to the limit during his years of being Master Zenza's apprentice. But even with the enhanced focus and hearing, Okaru found he couldnt hear what they were saying! It was really shocking him to no end.

Within seconds of spotting the group talking, Okaru groaned and
Post Merged: April 26, 2011, 08:20:43 AMslapped his forehead as he began walking to them muttering, ''Duh. They dont speak audibly. And didnt he say that Andalites were capable of sending their thoughts back and forth privately...?''

He then shook his head, and reached the Andalite he was beggining to presume was more than Ossanlins simple aquaintance...

Turning his attention first, not to the Andalite, but to the humanoid from before he questioned, ''Who......what are you? I have seen several different types of species in my years. I have faced Demonic entities that enhabit human bodies, all the way down to every race of average man there is! But I have never seen...anything...a t all...similar to what I see when I look at you. It is most amazing, and intriguing. Just intriguing enough that I wish to make a bargain. You seem to be a friend to this Ossanlin person, amazingly enough I dont think this is just a charade either. I think you feel great...maybe its respect? For this being. And you are willing to protect him. I however have very few to
Post Merged: April 26, 2011, 08:38:20 AMrespect in the same fashion, so i decided to respect a belief instead. The belief that strength and power are not the only things neccessary for the perfect fighter, as my Master tried to make me. The belief that knowledge is just as important, if not more so. So the bargain is this, if you are willing to explain what you are, and the history of your species, i will then provide my own information as to who my investor is and any other information you request. I just am trully devoted currently to trying to find out what is with your aura...or more accurately the lack there of...all living beings have aura..but you dont..'' Close to the end, anyone paying attention would only be able to guess that he ended purely thinking outloud.

Why does this intrigue me so? Okaru thought, this is someone who is keeping me from accomplishing my mission, yet if he even just told me his story as a trade for me to leave afterward I think I probably would! This...is just physically impossible...

[Aluminator (Kit)]

"Medical condition?" Salem repeated. His mind wandered to Keshin and Joanne. Their 'medical condition' had been something he'd been unfamiliar with. Yeerk internal systems weren't something he felt strongly capable of dealing with.

He shook his head, and started walking in the direction of the Skimmer. "I'm no doctor, of course, but between Al, myself and my ship's computer, we might be able to find something that'll help with... with whatever it is."

Al came jogging down the ramp behind them, for some reason straightening the tie of his tuxedo, even though it was a hologram.

"I've gotta get my mind off of that PPS for a while," he said. "I'm getting a headache."

Without looking back, Salem nodded, then continued speaking to Jasper, "What is this condition you've got?"

[Shenmue654]

Mar turns his head as Ossanlin discusses his reluctance to assist Terenia. Ossanlin did have a point---the swordsman was a serious problem. They couldn't go on gallumphing about in the time stream when there was a bounty hunter out to kill them. To Mar's surprise, that very swordsman wanders back into the Bar. Mar frowns as the swordsman rambles on, contrary to his previous terse behavior. Mar's expression is quizzical, unsure what to make of what the man has asked him.

Mar closes his eyes, thinking on the matter. "You wish a trade, then? My identity and purpose for your reason for killing Ossanlin and any other information I seek regarding you? ....that's fair, except for a single problem: that information regarding me is likely far more valuable than your own. There are many, many people who want me dead, swordsman. Not all of them in the wrong. Whatever universe you hail from, if it has any connection to my domains at all, could damage my investments if the word about me gets out. But..."

Mar smiles in a slightly odd way. "....I have no aura because I am dead, young mortal. Utterly and completely. This entity you see is an echo, one of many that draw and source from the maw of Oblivion. I am something called...oh, well you'd probably call it something else. I call it, appropriately, a Highest. If you want any more than that, you'll need to prove in some way that you won't spread what you find around."

[warren_bearclaw]

<<Well here goes nothing.>>
<<More like everything.>>

"It's a substance dependency. I can't speak for all Yeerks, especially those ... outside of my own universe... but where I come from, Yeerks are susceptible to a drug-like addiction to a specific type of processed human food. Maple and Ginger Oatmeal. The 'instant' variety. It sounds ridiculous, I'm sure, but it's caused quite a problem back on Earth. I've been hiding it for nearly an Earth year now. The Visser disapproves of it."

Jasper laughed in his head. <<That's an understatement, don't you think?>> He thought that Al looked rather... dressed up, for a place like this. "Nice suit..."

[Nero's Fury]

Okaru leaned back slightly in shock. He had been expecting an explanation that would make sense, not one that would make him stutter!

He slowly and thoughtfully sat on the closest stool.

''I...well...uhmm...h aha im not going to lie that was by far the furthest thing from what even my strangest thoughts could have imagined. If i swear to never repeat your information, will you do simply as I requested? I dont even want to know what abilities and limitations you have or nothing of the like! I simply am one who loves knowledge. And through all of my multidimensional travels, I can safely say that this tops all of the most outrageous events Ive faced, by a thousand miles!'' Pausing to see if the man would do as he requested, Okaru began to try to think about how it might be possible to do something such as what this man proposed.

But then like a clap of thunder, Okaru suddenly jerked his mind back to the here and now.

''Before I hear if you will however, you did release some information and quite frankly(..)
Post Merged: April 26, 2011, 02:19:03 PMit pretty much blew me off my feet with the bit you did allow me. So, seeing as I did make the deal I will follow through. The person who paid for my services in a very large payment, to find this Ossanlin being was his biological father's brother. He reported that long before he turned up missing some time ago, he had made a pact with his brother. And now he cannot find him, so he knew if someone spoke with Ossanlin he would help. He also told me however, that the likely hood of Ossanlin having ever heard of him, was nearly microscopic. He did however give me a certain item that belonged to Ossanlins family, as proof that he is family...There. Now, seeing as you now have heard my intentions are not to bad, will you please show me to Ossanlin? His uncle doesnt have long.''

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem moved to where he could see a portion of the Skimmer, took aim with his copper gun, and fired. There was a loud Crrrraaaaack as the projectile left the gun, and a smaller pop and a slight fizzling sound a split second later as the projectile impacted the shields. Salem was surprised to see the shields up on the ship- but it would actually work in his favor. The microbes contained within the projectile he'd just fired fed primarily on energy- they would make their way through the shields and into the ship's power systems, diffusing much more quickly than if they'd simply been scattered across the ship's hull.

Inside the Skimmer, there would likely be a moment in which the lights would dim and the power systems would strain against the high concentration of microbes in one place, but things would appear to return to normal within seconds. After that, the only evidence of their presence, short of a thorough scan of the craft, would be an apparent decrease of a few percent in the ship's power output.

Salem opened the chamber on his gun and reinserted the dart/tube he'd been holding, then bent down to re-strap it to his leg.

"Thanks, it's imported," Al said to Jasper with a grin.

Salem rolled his eyes, and, standing back up, turned to face Jasper. "I don't know what this... what'd you call it? Hoat meal? Is. I take it this is a fairly powerful addiction then, right? To get anywhere, I'm going to need to take a few images of you, find some way to compare them to a normal Yeerk, and I'm going to need some of your instant... whatever."

"Have you tried just quitting cold-turkey?" Al asked with a smirk.

[Myitt]

The holoscreen Corliss is staring at flickers suddenly.

"Hello?  Ossanlin, are you there, mate?" He looks up as the white, globular overhead lights flicker dark.  "What in the Christ..."

And then the screens are back on again, the lights are on, and the transmission with Ossanlin has been cut.

"Illim," Corliss murmurs, bringing up a second holoscreen, "this is most definitely not normal.  Rrghh, I swear, if that idiot Salem really did place a bug on my ship..."

[Terenia]

<What's going on?> Terenia asks. She can only hear the audio outputs, but she can tell that Corliss is alarmed about...something. She thought she felt a slight change in the current of the pool, but that didn't tell her very much.

<Corliss?>

[KitsuneMarie]

Illim glances up at the overhead lights as they flicker and then frowns at Corliss. "Yeah, that's... a distinct possibility. To be honest, I didn't actually get a chance to check the computer for a bug while you and Terenia were swapping out in the pool. It's nowhere near my specialty, but I can poke around, if you want."

[Chad32]

<It couldn't hurt.> Derrel said. <Though I'm not sure what exactly you'd look for.>

[Myitt]

Corliss curses under his breath.  "Check outside, Illim.  Make sure you have a weapon.  I want to make sure it wasn't an external impact." He pinches his nose irritably.  "I'll scan the system, but if that bastard's half as good as he pretends to be then we're in a ****ing mess."

He impatiently hovers the holoscreen icons into their proper orientation, running a deep scan of external encryptions.

"Terenia," he says tersely, "there was a bit of a hiccup in the power, you might have felt it.  I'm really becoming quite suspicious of our friend Salem, snooping round in here.  If we've been tapped, or a tracker's been placed, I want to know who set us up."

[warren_bearclaw]

"What did -" Jasper was going to ask, but then he stopped himself.
<<I probably shouldn't ask, should I?>>
 <<I don't think so.>>
 <<But what was that gun thing?>>
 << I don't know, and frankly, I'm just glad he didn't shoot it at us.>>
<<I agree. Let's not show him our fighter though.>>
<< Good idea.>>

"No surprise." Jasper said to Al, turning back from watching Salem. "I'm jealous."
"You don't know what oatmeal is? You really have to be from a different universe." After Sapttus heard Salem's plan, his shoulders slumped slightly. "I guess it was crazy for me to think you'd have something for this readily available. I only have a limited supply with me, so I can't spare much..." With that, he pulled out a packet and handed it out for the tradesman to take, and then he had to resist grabbing another bag himself. He had to ration it. This was going to be terrific.

"Let's put it this way. Last time we ran out, he nearly got us arrested before I could get us to the store. He was just flipping out about the leaves being the wrong color or something like that. So yeah, I'd say it's pretty powerful."

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem took the oatmeal packet from Jasper and turned it over in his hands, scrutinizing it. It was covered in a writing he didn't recognize. He shook it, getting a feel for the contents.

"This is supposed to be food?" he wondered out loud. With a shrug, he tossed the packet to Al, and turned to walk back towards his ship.

"You'll have to come back to my ship so I can take some scans and maybe do a test or two," Salem said to Jasper with a slight smirk. "It's nothing too intrusive, though, I promise. And I shouldn't need that for too long," he said, pointing at the oatmeal packet that Al was now shaking like a maraca to his own personal beat.

"Hey, dancin' machine, you coming with?" Salem asked Al.

Al shrugged and continued shimmying in time to some unheard song, accompanying with oatmeal-packet rhythm, "Eh, why not. Got nothing better to do."

[Terenia]

<Dapsen,> Terenia curses bluntly. <We don't have time for this ****. I have a body to get back!> She swims in restless circles, entirely unhappy with the way the last few minutes have unfolded, and infuriated by the fact that there is nothing she can do about it.

<Just keep me updated, will you?> she snaps.


Efaen's ears perk up as an unknown man carrying a sword moves to speak to Mar. She quickly loses interest, though, not caring too much about Mar's history. One of the few things she and Terenia had agreed upon was that Mar was a person to avoid at all costs.

[KitsuneMarie]

"Yeah, sure," Illim nods to Corliss, then looks around hopefully. "You wouldn't happen to have an extra Dracon? Serid's got mine still; I thought he might need it more than me but now that seems like a dumb idea."

To his host, he says, <<Me either, man, but if something stands out as being out of place, it could be our buddy snooping.>>


Serid, like Efaen, glances at the strange man approaching the individual with whom Ossanlin had been speaking, but his attention quickly returns to the War Prince. It is startling to think that someone might be attempting to harm him, specifically--especially someone so powerful that Ossanlin is worried about his ability to counter the attack. And what does he mean, power reserves? Is it related to whatever strange abilities he has to potentially cure nothlitism?