Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[Myitt]

"There should be a spare in one of the hydraulic cabinets," Corliss says distractedly.  "Check the storage room, it's the door right behind us.  The one that doesn't lead to the pool."

He glares at the screens.  "Ah, dapsen, our reserves are being drained just ever so slightly," he murmurs.  "What are you up to?"

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin frowns as Corliss' comm signal goes dead.  He taps the comm a few times with a finger before frowning again and strapping it back into his utility harness.  He looks around the room and notices a myriad of ppl that had not been there when he had arrived.  Serid is still sitting off to one side, but now Efaen and Claxter have rejoined the group...not to mention the hunter Okaru.  Osssanlin frowns at that last part.

He thought it strange that Efaen was here at all...wasn't she leaving with the rebels?  Odd...

[KitsuneMarie]

"Thanks," Illim answers, turning to pass through the interior door, looking around curiously before opening the compartment closest to him. There, right in the front, is what he is looking for. "That was easy," he murmurs with a smirk. "I was hoping to see what kind of items a rebel would take into space, but I guess it'd be rude to pry."

Illim returns to Corliss. "Shout if you want me back inside," he says, holding the Dracon aloft to show he has found it, and heading towards the door. <<We'll be safe now that we're armed,>> he tells his host as he descends the ramp.

[Chad32]

Derrel did feel safer with the gun, and since Corliss was intending to take him to the rebellion soon, he was feeling better about his future. <Now if we can just figure out how to get to the rebellion without Efaen and Terenia arguing the whole way. I don't suppose we should pry into their personal lives and see if they really do belong together? I mean, obviously Terenia needs a body and Andalites are pretty cool looking, but I'm not sure if Efaen actually needs a Yeerk if they're letting her in the rebellion anyway.>

[warren_bearclaw]

Neither Jasper nor Sapttus could truly believe that Salem had never encountered oatmeal before. <<I feel kinda sorry for him. I mean, I don't like it the way you do, but... it's good stuff. What if we shared just a bit?>> <<...He's gone this long without it, I think he'll be fine. >> Jasper laughed slightly. <<You druggie...>>

"Well, normally, you're supposed to add hot water and let it hydrate. Sometimes it's a bit more convenient plain though."
"It's like trail mix or something." Jasper stops. "Tell me you've had trail mix..." He seemed genuinely concerned about how Salem answered. Sapttus decided to keep them going though.
"What kind of tests will these be? Will I need to disengage?"
<<Man, that's gonna be weird, isn't it?>>
<<How many months has it been since I've left? I can't even remember now.>>
<<Yeah, well, don't leave me for too long. I might just go crazy. But that's supposed to be your job...>>
<<Hey now.>> Sapttus said. He could take some jabs, but it was getting to him just a little bit. <<If it comes to that, I want you to stay right by me the whole time, alright? Don't let this guy tell you otherwise.>>
<<...Duh?>>

Jasper followed Salem and Al, amused by his care-free dancing. This guy seemed to have it all together. He was enjoying life, that was easy to see. He smiled a bit, but had no intentions of joining in. Not only would Sapttus probably stop him from embarrassing them like that, but he'd feel too awkward to anyways.

<<... You know what I just noticed?>> Sapttus said. <<I haven't seen a single bird the entire time we've been here.>>

[Terenia]

Efaen sees Ossanlin put his comm away. She hesitates for a moment, before seizing the opportunity to speak with him. Shifting from her spot at the counter, she approaches him in a more formal manner, tail held at a respectful height.

<Prince Ossanlin,> she says crisply. <if you have a moment, I should like to speak to you regarding my future placement.>

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin glances sidewise at Efaen, sighing.  <What is it now Efaen?>

[Nero's Fury]

Turning his gaze back to the Andalite from before, Okaru rubbed his chin. He was slowly but surely beggining to wonder...

Walking forward to the alien, Okaru bowed low to the floor and held himself there as he questioned just loud enough to be heard, ''You are Ossanlin, arent u??? That would explain the blades, your swiftness to evade me and a few other things. Im not wrong am I?''

[Terenia]

<<Prince Ossanlin,>> Efaen pauses, gathering her thoughts as she addresses him privately. <<I have come to the conclusion that you were...correct...in your earlier presumption that I could be of use within the so-called rebellion. I am coming to you to formally seek assignment to their faction. I believe that, in addition to playing an active role in the destruction of the Empire, I will be able to provide the Andalite forces with valuable information regarding the rebellion's movements.>>

She holds herself with military rigidness as she speaks. <<You are, of course, my Prince, and as such I will not join the rebellion without your permission.>>

[Myitt]

"Yeah, sure," Corliss says to Illim, distracted again as he watches the readout screens. He murmurs to himself. "Something is very wrong here, but I can't bloody pinpoint it.  Goddamnit..."

He switches to Terenia's pool link system.  "Terenia, tell me what you know about this Salem fellow.  Where does he come from, do you know?"

[Terenia]

<All I know is that the bastard attacked me with some crazy thought-speak weapon and tried to harbor Keshin after the dapsen turelek shot me,> Terenia says hotly. <His ship isn't anything I've ever seen before, and neither are his weapons. I don't know much else. I haven't exactly stopped to chat with him.>

[Myitt]

Corliss nods at the screens. "Yeah, whatever's bugged my system isn't like anything I've seen before," he says worriedly.  "I can't tell what it's doing or what sort of technology it is, only that it's there, and it's leeching power.  That may just narrow things down quite a bit, if we know it's not Yeerkish or Andalite.  I swear, Salem was in here trying to hack in to the Skimmer's system.  Now what would an apparent mercenary from another universe want with a Yeerk ship?  Unless someone paid him to do this?"

[Terenia]

<It's possible,> Terenia says. <Or a trade of some sort. Who cares why he's doing it? The point is that someone is messing with your ship and we have more important things to deal with.> Her agitated circles pick up speed as her frustration increases. <Can you find Salem? Where is he?>

[Myitt]

"I want to know why he's doing it, so I can punch the dapsen who paid him," Corliss snaps.  "I don't know where Salem is.  Illim went outside to inspect the hull..."

He looks over at the hatchway.  "Perhaps I should go out there, myself," he mutters.

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Salem smirked at Jasper and shrugged at the mention of 'trail mix,' then turned towards him, his eyes slowly getting wider, at the mention of 'disengaging.' Al, in the meantime, added to his song sequence some improvised lyrics about trail mix, alternating between shaking the oatmeal packet and singing into it like a microphone.

Salem seemed momentarily distracted by Al, but ignored him and spoke to Jasper. "Disengage?" he asked, making his way back up his ship's ramp and to the inside. "As in, disengage from each other? Can..." he paused, half afraid he was about to ask a stupid question, then decided to continue. He'd never paid a whole lot of attention to Yeerks, except what he needed to know, but now that he was frequently dealing with them, he figured it was time to start learning a bit about them.

"Can you do that without another host here? I mean, yes, that would be ideal. I um... do I need to do anything for that?" He was looking at Jasper with a slightly sideways glance, not really sure how to take his offer.

"It makes me proud to eat the M&M's all day!
But at the bottom it's only peanuts left anyway!
Ohhhh whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy yyyyyy!!???" Al belted, getting more and more into his song, and earning a look from Salem that was halfway between amused and annoyed.