Galaxy's Edge Space Bar

[Nero's Fury]

Tieing his newest blade to his belt, he slowly relaxed then closed his eyes as he took in a slow deep breath.

He then turned and looked at the massive tree he  was located on...then with even further speed then before, he seemed to have his arm appear completely extended wielding his blade, almost as if it made a cut...

Then suddenly the portion of the tree suddenly slid backward to float down as splinters. This was not meant as a display of power or anything such, he simply wanted a better point of view.

Stepping up onto the new platform he called, ''Ossanlin, I accepted this job without any real knowledge of you. Now I will have to watch a being i know would have my respect otherwise, be killed by my blade. For this I do apologize. Sincerely. Furthermore I wish you luck. May you find your way to the otherside without harm, and if not you then I pray you show my body respect by burying it next to the place we first met. That clearly will be the spot where my life would have been sealed...

Lets begin...''

[Aluminator (Kit)]

Al stopped his dance, also stopping the music, and tapped his skull with his finger, grinning, "I've got it easy. My mind is directly linked to the ship. Both the ship and my current body are that way by design. He's got it tougher," he said, nodding towards Salem. "He's got to actually think commands at the ship."

Salem sighed looked at Al. "Don't you have stuff to send to Temrash?" he asked in a slightly exasperated tone.

"Oh yeah!" Al exclaimed. He bounded excitedly, his movements melodramatically exaggerated, over to his chair in the middle of the floor and began typing on the keypad on the armrest, so that the record of the Skimmer's transmission to Ossanlin transmitted to Temrash's computer.

Salem rolled his eyes yet again and turned back to Jasper, "Sorry about him. He's Furka. You should see him when he really gets going."

He tilted his head, "So, do you two physically separate when you do this? It'll be a lot easier on me if you do. What's a Yeerk made of? How long can you be alive outside of a host? Is a Yeerk visible when not in a host?" he stopped himself. He figured the questions would all be answered when Sapptus and Jasper actually 'disengaged.'

He cleared his throat, took a breath to calm himself, stood up straighter, and nodded at Jasper. "Whenever you're ready."

[Chad32]

You could tell by Claxter's face that seeing him cut down that tree scared him, but he didn't move. He wouldn't allow himself to retreat without orders. How could Humans from other dimensions be so different from the ones he was used to? If his version's Yeerks tried to invade some of these Earths, they would be annihilated in open warfare.


Jagill was impressed with the Human's display, and frankly wished Thor or Parker was back. Temrash got a signal from his computer, and started looking over the message between Corliss and Ossanlin. Why was he not surprised that Terenia was still after Efaen, even though she apparently gave her up "willingly"? Not that he could do much about it, aside from just shooting her. Supposedly Reven had approved of her, though he probably didn't know about her gallivanting around in Mike unsupervised.

[Terenia]

Efaen raises her brows impassively at the human's seemingly unecessary display of brute strength. Clearly he came from a society where the warrior was valued as little more than a bludgeon. The fact that he was a mercenary did not help her opinion. She casually rested one hand on the Shredder Claxter had provided, but otherwise did not move.



Terenia broadens her thought-speak to include Illim, assuming that he is close enough to hear.

<<Are you seeing anything?>> she asks irritably, hating the fact that she is helpless. <<What's going on?>>

[KitsuneMarie]

Serid's eyebrows draw downward as Ossanlin gives him an option for an honorable discharge, but it only wounds his pride further, so he follows Claxter and Efaen without a word. Like Efaen, the human's show of strength does not impress him, but it does surprise him. He mutely checks that his Dracon is clear in its holster, for as little good as it might do him.


Illim makes a full circuit around the ship, but no culprit is to be found. <<Well, I'm not quite sure what her path has been, but I'm certain it's a weird one,>> he tells his host. He is about to say more when Terenia's thought-speech interrupts him.

Rounding the ship and arriving at the open hatch, he walks up the ramp. "I didn't find anything," he announces. "Sorry."

[Terenia]

<<Well look harder,>> Terenia snarls. <<If someone is tapped into this ship we might not be able to get to the rebellion easily.>>

[Chad32]

<<How can someone so needy be so abrasive?>> Derrel asked. <<The trip to our new home is probably going to suck, especially since she has telepathy.>>

[RAFrukh]

We watched with Claxter as the humanoid reduced a tree to a stump with a sword. Quite a pitiful display. Any Alvie unit with a modest blade could have done this .09 seconds faster than he had. He seemed to threaten the Andalite Claxter and Efaen had referred to as Ossanlin.

We watched to see what would happen. It felt strange. My body had been the associate of the father of this Andalite youth, and until recently had been a spokes-person for the awe-inspiring Alvie Unimatrix. Now, we waited for some signal from the Andalite. If he felt the need to help this acquaintance of his, we decided we would assist.

We finished regenerating our SION weapon, injected ourselves with hyperadrenaline, and covertly reset our Quantryon beam to level 5, enough to vaporize a small asteroid or unshielded starship. Upon a second processing, we reset it to level 2, enough, usually, to stun a large or unusually powerful life-form.

[Shenmue654]

Mar follows Ossanlin outside, readying himself for any possible energy transfer. Okaru was right about one thing: he was not alive, and therefore too strong an energy drain would cause his mortal shade to collapse and die. But to assume that this would "kill" Mar was an unbelievably foolhardy thing to say. Could not the swordsman see the entity behind Mar as he said? "Entity behind Mar." ...he had changed.

Mar nods toward Ossanlin and mutters, <...I am prepared if you need my assistance. This will end now. We have more warning than we did with the previous outbreaks. Be careful with my energy, however: you may not like the taste of it.>

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin shakes his head as he nods at Mar.  <One does what one must in war and in battle.  One of the first lessons during active duty, and a hard one learned.>  Ossanlin finishes drawing both of his katana, Shredders left unattended at his utility harness.  He holds the blades at ease at his sides. gracefully curved blades arching down and then away from the ground, laser-sharpened edges facing downward.  He does not ascend...a small part of him hopes it won't be necessary...though he suspects otherwise.

[Nero's Fury]

Okaru hurled his Zetai at the Andalite, then tapped into his full speed. Moving so fast he seemed to stand still for a moment before slowly fading away.

[warren_bearclaw]

Jasper was totally and utterly confused, perhaps even shocked, by what Al said. He didn't get to say anything, because Sapttus was taking his 'turn' with their voice.
"I'll uh.. just show you." Sapttus said, ignoring Jasper's confusion. He'd be able to express himself freely momentarily. <<I'll be back soon.>> He said casually, though he felt odd about it. With that, he pulled himself out of the familiar cracks and crevices of Jasper's brain, and pushed himself out through the ear canal, using liberal amounts of the anesthetic excretion while he did so. ((...they have something like that, right?)) He didn't even worry about the fall, because he knew that Jasper's hand was there ready for him. As he's expected, he soon found himself blind and vulnerable in his buddy's palm. It was... creepy, being all alone.

As soon as he had control of his voice again, Jasper had to shoot off a couple questions. "Now wait just a minute. Say what now? You're like... I don't get it. You're ..." He felt like such a nerd having mentally compared him to a robot or droid off of sci-fi shows. "... an android, or what? Sorry if I sound like an idiot... which I'm sure I do, but... this place is too weird for me." He suddenly realized he might be insulting Al, and tried to recover for that. "Not that there's anything wrong with that!" he blurted. "I'm just... It's fine if you are, but I..." He blushed, feeling like a fool. He just didn't understand, that was all. The idea of talking with an android, and an obviously highly-advanced one if so, was way too cool for him. But maybe he was being a moron for thinking that might be the case, and thus, he simply felt embarrassed. Now that he'd stopped talking, he became aware of the solitude in his head.  "Oh, um... this is Sapttus."

[Aluminator (Kit)]

((Yep, Yeerks totally have... anesthetic or whatever that they squirt ^_^))

Salem watched intently as Sapptus wriggled out of Jasper's ear. Once the Yeerk was in Jasper's hand, Salem's heart skipped a beat. He recognized that sluglike form...

"That's a Yeerk?" he asked. "Ah..." He quickly seemed to shake himself off and began pulling bits of equipment from drawers on the wall. As he did, he asked, "So... how does he communicate in his natural form?"

Al glanced over at Salem, stood up, and smiled at Jasper. He laughed, "I'm sorry if I'm being rude. No, I'm not human. Take a deep breath and get ready here," he said, smiling warmly. "This might not be something you've seen before." With that, he slowly dropped his hologram, so that his image faded from his smiling face to the grinning form of a Chee robot. "This is my favorite body these days. I guess if you have to know what I really am... I'm an AI. A robot, I guess is what I'd be in this form."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin whips his right-hand katana in a close circle in front of him, casually knocking the thrown blade just enough off track that he feels a slight breeze as the weapon breezes past his shoulder and head.  He follows the very quick human with his stalk-eyes...tracking more of an after-image of his energy than anything else, using that knowledge to then estimate his position.  There would be a bit of lag, but Ossanlin feels he can counter it with instinct if nothing else.  He remains perfectly calm and still, all three blades at the ready.  The thrown sword had most-likely been meant as a distraction, unfortunately for the human, Ossanlin can watch more than a single place at once.

[RAFrukh]

We remained stagnant as we waited for Claxter to make his position clear.

We were behind Ossanlin when the Humanoid threw his blade. Ossanlin displaced the blade from it's assumed trajectory, but in doing so had knocked it into our path.

We swung our mechanical tail 2 times faster than a normal Andalite, caught the blade with our own and pushed it to the ground. This all occurred within a 0.45 second interval.

Using mathematical equations, interphasic scanning, and our passive sensors, we were able to keep a live image of the Humanoid. We noted Ossanlin's focus.

<<Claxter's Prince Ossanlin, your gaze is 1.47 inches behind the Humanoid's actual position.>>