The Sharing: Rebellion From Within

[Myitt]

((Ooo, Proliss is kind of a jackass x3))

"It's sort of like magic," said Myitt, pushing a floating cart next to Aurora.  "Isn't all technology like that when it's all weird and alien?" She smiled. 

Corliss had only a small black box and a plastic ziplock bag of some kind of greyish dust.  At first glance it looked like he was carrying sand around, but this material shimmered silvery in the globular white ceiling lights.  This was about all he could manage, since his shoulder was swollen again. 

"Bloody meds," Mike murmured under his breath.  "Can't shoot if yer aren't on them, can't function without 'em either, eh?"  Like most conversations between Michael Leicester and Corliss Three-Eight-Two, it was very difficult to tell who was talking to whom.

[Terenia]

((Proliss used to be a Sub-Visser. It comes with the territory.

Hey morfowt, hows the tracking mission going? ))

"I guess so," Aurora said, still watching in fascination. "How does it work? Is it like...some trick of gravity or something?"

[Myitt]

((Yeah, I guess so, huh?  ))

"It's quite simple, actually, you have a more primitive version of it on Earth," Myitt said patiently, pausing to itch her bandaged hands, biting her lip.  "Magnetic levitation.  Just built into a more stabilized platform, so it branches out beyond things like your monorails.  All sorts of applications for it."  She continued along the corridor.

[traycon3]

Tia shrugged, overhearing Mike's comment. She was carrying a bit more since her shoulder wasn't swolen, but the medications could only do so much. "I don't care either way. I'd just prefer to be firing with my left hand, instead of trying to do everything right-handed. Then again, I don't have as many pain-killers in my system. Which means she's less likely to do something stupid." She grinned, adjusting the shoulder-strap for the third time with her right hand. "Nah. Just means I'll feel it more in the morning."

[morfowt]

((Hey morfowt, hows the tracking mission going? ))

((you must've missed one of my posts then, cuz we're already in the same solar system))

[Terenia]

((Hey morfowt, hows the tracking mission going? ))

((you must've missed one of my posts then, cuz we're already in the same solar system))

((Hmm...I must have. My bad.))


Proliss sighed and fiddled with her holster. Where were they? At this rate they would be blown to smithereens before they even left base. That is, if there was actually anything to worry about. Proliss still had severe doubts about the legitimacy of all the panic.
<Stupid paranoid Yeerks.>
<Fear can be good.> Afari argued.
<Fear leads to mistakes. Mistakes lead to failure.> Proliss retorted.

[Myitt]

The crew made their way into the docking bay, which was probably the busiest part of the entire place.  Queues of soldiers and the injured waited to load up their ships with cargo and those who would be leaving.

"I know they all sort of look alike," Myitt called over the noise, "but mine's over here.  Norpo, you and Corliss will split up after we divide the supplies.  Hey, look who it is..."  Myitt nodded at Proliss, then pushed her cart over to where Proliss was standing, next to Myitt's ship.  "So, fifteen minutes turned into half an hour.  This place is a zoo."  She smiled wanly, then uttered the opening command to her ship's computer.  The hatch melted open, and Corliss started gingerly lifting his box and the weird silvery bag into the ship, setting it on the floor not much lower than his standing height. 

[Terenia]

"No problem." Proliss said with a cheery smile. "I don't know why it's been so insane here. You would think there was actually a problem this time." She giggled, as if to show how silly she thought that would be. "Still, it would be nice to actually do some shooting for once, instead of just running away."

<You enjoy violence too much.> Afari noted. Proliss ignored her. "So, how can I be of assistance, Captain?" She asked with a flourish and a bow.

[Myitt]

((Sorry guys, I've been way busy x3))

Myitt sighed, setting her hands on her host's hips.  "How good of a shot are you?  You and I, and the human girl Aurora, are going to be taking my ship to intercept the jackass that's tracking us," she said.  She smiled sharply.  "Sound like fun?"

<Yeah, I'm sure she can't wait,> Tara droned. 

"Right, yer Kandrona supplies are all set, we're getting food on now," Corliss breathed, lifting another black Yeerkish box on board with his good arm.  Myitt paused, lost in internal conversation, and bent to help lift a cardboard box of perishable food onto the floor of her ship's cabin.  "Don't go killing yourself, man, you still have the Class B to think of.  We can handle it here."

"It's not as bone dry as your ship," Corliss grated, smiling.  He leaned back against the ship's hull, rubbing his putty-bandaged shoulder.  He glanced over at Tia.  "Which reminds me, we should get things loaded up.  We'll be in constant contact with the rest of them with these."  He fished into his uniform pockets and pulled out a comm link, which he handed to her.

It beeped almost instantly.  "--chhhk--Search your feeeelings Luuuuke..." Myitt grinned, putting her link down on the floor of the ship and lifting a carton of milk in.  "Well, this won't last..."

<I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate,> Tara said, mentally rolling her eyes.  <We should have more movies on board.>

<You think we can afford movies?>

<Yeah, we're already on Blockbuster's most wanted list...>

<Great.  Another one.>

[Terenia]

((ack! Sorry! I've been ridiculously busy until today!))

"Sounds excellent." Proliss grinned. "And I'm an excellent shot, even with an arthritic host."

Afari grumbled in response, but Proliss ignored her. She was angry at Proliss for the little show with the Dracon Beam earlier. Afari's version of anger wasn't hot-headed rage, like many hosts experience. Her's was almost disappointment, as if she had expected better of her Yeerk.

"You think we'll get to actually shoot anything?" Proliss asked, practically bouncing up and down.

[traycon3]

((I hate being a woman sometimes...Sorry it's taken me so long to respond, btw.))

"What?" Tia asked, furrowing her brows at Myitt's comment. She had never seen Star Wars in her life. Even Norpo had to admit that that was odd. He had seen it at least four times, but he never seemed to be able to actually convince her that it was a really spectacular movie.

[Terenia]

(( *poke* ))

[Myitt]

((I know, we kinda fizzled!  I'm waiting on our bounty hunter, but I haven't seen morf around lately...hmmm...I'm thinking of dragging a friend of mine into this, she has a really good Animorphs-based bounty hunter character who could join in the chase, too...if only she could get into forum RPs!))

Myitt hopped up onto the ship's floor, wincing at her lacerated, bandaged hands.  "What, you never seen Star Wars before, kid?" she said with a smirk.  She glanced over at Proliss.  "You'd better hope the only shooting we get to do is from the relative safety of this ship.  I don't want to go toe to toe with a turelek unless my life depends on it.  Which is probably would."  She sighed. 

Corliss set the last small package of materials on the floor next to Myitt, then stepped back, running a hand through his hair with his good hand. 

"Well, mate," he said.  "Take care of yourself out there, yeah?"

Myitt gave her brother a little salute.  "You too.  Don't let her intimidate you."  She nodded at Tia with a little flourish of her hand.

Corliss beamed at her, then looked over at Tia, gesturing to their own ship's supplies.  "Shall we then?"

[yrkd88]

(Hahaha i'm still waiting to see how morfowt is gonna kill my character ...yeah, i'm sadistic I know )

[morfowt]

((sorry. been kinda busy lately, plus there's this little plot hole in the plan that I'm still trying to work out))