"Well yes they are a bit Xenophobic. But they do let the Khaldians operate without much interferance. Well, offical interferance. Though it does mean we have to keep our doors closed to the Rikti. Teide made a deal with Vangaurd not to give aid or comfort to the Rikti and they'd let us set up the Brown Dwarf. Just how it is though, but I have a feeling our amphibious friend wasn't shpt down by humans. They strike me as too wary to cause an intergaltic incedent." Frosch said as he recorked the bottle of alchol Aurak was drinking.
"Humans aren't so bad," Cafea said. "They're pathetic idiots, but the Collective ruled them our equals. . . something about 'superior potential' or whatnot. And the Collective knows best. I am part of it, after all."
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((Actually, she got tense after seeing Khell's char. The Draconian in the Circle of Thornes-esqe robes.))
"Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name."
"I appologise, I am called Kei'Thera. A pleasure to aquaint myself with you tavernmistress." Kei swept Teide a courtly bow as she had been taught to give one's host. "I require little, but if you have a room looking to the wilds and not this city, I would greatly appriciate it. I am not sure how you would like payments however. I have several crystals that the round-ears at 'City Hall' seemed most interested in, might those due?"
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((Whoops. My mistake. I don't know how I missed that...))
"No need to call me Tavernmistress, just Teide." She said smiling, "And I'm certain I can arange your room to your desires. As for payment, may I see one of these crystals?" She asked
Kei smiled greatfully, the hard lines of her face softening. "That gives me immeserable comfort to know that, Mistress Teide." A hand emerged from the cloak, the thick leather archer's bracer covering her forearm as she showed Teide a collection of red and blue crystals.
"The round-ears called these 'rubies' and 'saphhires', I recived the impression that they had some value other then thier usefulness in meditation and kidou manipulation."
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Teide looked them over and smiled. Ultimately they were realtively worthless to her. When looking for supplies from spacefaring races such things as gems were pretty worthless. Mostly since most had no use other than the cosmetic kind. But like human curracny she could exchange these for things that would count as intergaltic currancy, trade. "These will certainly do." She said smiling as she picked up a few of them, "This should cover you for about month. Feel free to renew anytime." Teide said as she pulled out a key with the letter D1 engraved upon and again in the other two languages. "The kitchen is open, so feel free to order anything."
"Rikti! Yes! That was the name of those guys," Aurak exclaimed as he pointed at Frosche. "And I heard someone mention food. Do you guys have any steaks, preferably rare?"
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
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NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
The dropship heaved violently as it suddenly decelerated. There was an unbelievably loud noise from the port side of the ship and it rocked hard. They were under fire.
"Thank Gurssk," Kreigg breathed a sigh of relief. At least it was going to be a fight, the confusion would be an exellent cover for what he had to do. Then came the tell-tale hiss of equalizing pressure. Soon the hatch would fall open and they'd be launched. Kreigg couldn't wait, his neck hurt like hell.
The hatch started sliding open, but just at that moment the dropship took a direct hit to the nose. It bucked and the launch system shorted out. The hatch froze in place and the rodent folks looked around at each other in confusion.
"What should we do now," one of them squeaked quizically.
Apparently, noone had told the dropships automated computer to abort the launch sequence. Kreigg watched as mouseman after mouseman was shot out a partially opened hatch, each one being disassembled as it's body was forced through an opening far too small.
He would have laughed at their misfortune if he hadn't been strapped into the death machine.
The dropship was listing badly and starting to fall faster. Kreigg scrambled to undo the straps holding him into the launch unit, but the emergency release had been fried.
"They must be using EMPs," he thought out loud as he tore at the straps securing him to his imminent death. "Nah, can't be... then why didn't the launcher stop? Oh, hell. Smeg it," he decided, letting his body produce a massive amount of thick granite. The straps streched and strained, but held. Kreigg growled and forced more of the stone to build up around himself, thicker and thicker, watching in a near panic as the line to the jammed hatch of doom got shorter and shorter....
"Of course." Frosch said, "Bilari is our head chef, I'll give him your order right away." He tapped the hole that connected the kitchen to the bar, "I have another order sapling. A steak, rare."
Several creaks were heard from the kitchen and then, "Rare? What kind of rare?" The voice came out slowly as if eat word was being used for the first time, "Blood dripping rare? or just pink in the middle rare?" Frosch looked back at the dragon man waiting for an answer.
She almost seemed to slide through the air as she opened the door and took a seat.
She almost looked human, but she had no mouth, nose, or ears, and her hands and feet ended in webbed talons.
Her long, red hair fell over her shoulders, which were a light blue in color (as well as the rest of her body). She didn't seem to be wearing a suit; it was as if her skin was completely featureless. Her body looked sleek and streamlined, and she was about six feet tall.
Catlike, emerald eyes glittered beneath wet-looking hair that was falling in her face. She reached up with a long, flat, finned tail to push it out of the way.
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Wraithwind slid through the door to the Brown Dwarf. To look at him you would guess him to be a tall lanky human garbed entirely in black. The only feature discernable were his bright blue eyes glowing balefully out of the depths of his hood.
"Greetings fellow offworlders." he stated in a voice like wind blowing through a crypt. "It seems as though I'm not the only one seeking someplace in which to be myself."
Scanning the other patrons, he took note of the apparent threat level of each and decided that the large bloblike creature was the only immediate threat, but it seemed not to be aggressive. Satisfied that there would be no violence at the moment he slid to a corner booth and immediately lost all resemblance to a humanoid, becoming instead a sentient shadow.
"Ahh, it feels good to drop that ridiculous bi-pedal guise and stretch out a little."
As a token of politeness he kept his shadowform within the bounds of the booth, as it seemed at least one of his fellow patrons was light based.
((OOC: He considers Cafea to be the only threat because in his shadowform he is impervious to just about anything except light. He only takes on a human semblance because humans get jittery around talking shadows))
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"Hello," said Cafea, addressing the strange female and Wraithwind. "My greetings."
Her emerald eyes slid over to Wraithwind, taking in his black-cloaked form, and the chilly air about him.
The snufan noted the shifting as he became a living shadow...
<Hello,> she said to the other alien addressing her.
She slid her piercing gaze to the counter.
<Have you any plasma?> Her telepathic voice sounded bubbly, like a little girl's laughter.
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A sudden sharp sound of tearing ripped through the air, and Kreigg felt a sense of relief wash over him as he slowly woke. The dream was already fading from his mind. He couldn't clearly remember why the tearing had been so important nor why he felt such relief. Grogily he wondered what had made the noise. He looked down at his hands, in beetween them was a blanket torn in half. His skin was flecked with rocky outcroppings.
"Ahh, smeg," he said, wondering how much the ruined blanket was going to cost. He could feel his head starting to throb, at the same time he started to remember where he was.
Kreigg stumbled back down to the common, dropping himself heavily on a stool in front of the bar. With a quick glance around the room he decided that it was pretty much all the same folks. He gestured at Frosch, indicating that he wanted his food now.
"Anyone got a stopwatch? I bet this guy my next hangover would last longer than it took me to smash his face into the wall."
"No blood this time," Aurak said before he turned to look at newcomers. One of them appeared to be the opposite of Cafea, being that he was composed of shadow and the female looked to be som sort of reptilian species. She might have been cuter if she had had a mouth.
Looking around at the rest of the people, Aurak sipped his drink and remembered something from earlier.
"Hey, pointy-ear," Aurak said to Kei. "What was with the hostile vibe I got from you when you came in?"
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
"These will certainly do." Tiede said smiling as she picked up a few of them, "This should cover you for about month. Feel free to renew anytime. The kitchen is open, so feel free to order anything."
"Your hospitality honors me." Kei said, dipping another bow to the woman. After slipping the key into a pocket in her vest, Kei sat at a table and carefully looked over the menu, English was the only lenguage on it she was familiar with, but not very well.
She was still translating the document when she heard Aurak.
"Hey, pointy-ear, what was with the hostile vibe I got from you when you came in?"
She tensed before turning to the draconian with a cool gaze. "You bear a marked resembelence to my kinds ancient enemy. However, since you're not attempting to destory everything in sight, I had assumed the looks were coincidence. However, I ask for your forgivness if I am... abrupt to you draconian."
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"Oh, nah, not the humans." The Frog chuckled. "They'd have never broken an Imposter Class. No, no, we believe this was a rogue Rikti interceptor squad. No idea why they'd be here, though, our long-range surveillance didn't detect any open warfare like you guys have been having."
"USH! Ushlaaaaax!!!" the tiny creature screamed as she bounded through the streets, waving her fist after a rapidly vanishing star. "You forgot me!! How could you forget the Twitch!?"
The creature wore a bandanna, pulling back her mousy brown hair...or headfur as the case seemed to be. She was about the size of a large pumpkin, and covered in light tan fur. The little creature had a body like a large, round kangaroo rat, strong legs built for leaping. She didn't have the long muzzle of a rodent, though, a short nose closer to a guinea pig's on her surprisingly humanlike face. Large brown eyes looked sulkily at the sky from behind brightly colored green-lensed red goggles.
"Awh, [censored]!" the creature growled, lifting itself off the ground with the tiny orange batlike wings that were apparent on its back. "Now what am I gonna do?"
Hopping down the street, she looked, upset, at the people of Paragon City as they went about their daily lives. Most of them had their noses buried in newspapers or video iPods or whatnot, so she was lucky they didn't notice her. Especially since the little creature was utterly bristling with weapons. Her two chosen plasma pistols along with a laser rifle strapped to her back. Bandoliers of extra power supplies and cartridges were strapped around her shoulders and chest, and her overlarge catlike ears bobbed where they protruded from her headkerchief.
Then, a door caught her attention...
"Woah, they speak Bal'Vitzu here!!" she squealed at the sight of the multilingual welcome sign. "This looks like a great place to crash."
Flittering her wings hard to reach the doorknob, she swung around to turn it, entering the Inn.
"Yello?" the creature called out in her squeaky voice. "Anybody home?"
Japancakes.
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She shifted around somewhat impatiently, busying herself with reading the thoughts of a few of the others in the room.
Finding one that interested her, she decided to reply to it.
< You think I would be cuter...If I had a mouth?>
<The environment on my planet has no reason for those inhabiting it to have mouths...>
She turned back to the counter.
<Do you have plasma?>
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The Frog Soldier instinctively flipped the Slugthrower off of his back, aiming at the....
...?
The amphibian holstered his weapon, licking his eyeball. A thin haze of excited bacterium drifted about him now.
She gazed at the frog-alien boredly, eyed the Slugthrower...
She turned around and seemed to sniff the air, though she had no nose. There was plasma here. She could smell it.
She tried to pinpoint its...scent?
It was coming from the tiny alien that had just entered the room. She was sure.
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The creature hopped forward into the bar portion of the inn, looking around in surprise. Lifting a small, precise hand, she shoved the large goggles up onto her forehead to look around.
"Hey, this ain't bad!" she chirped cheerily. "Don't let me interrupt nothin'."
Bounding up to the one who seemed to be in charge, she unslung a gunny sack from around her shoulder with a nod.
"Name's Leeni Sunniol. Whatcha gotta do to get a room round here, eh?" she asked cheerily.
Her pistols clacked against the rifle behind her loosely.
Japancakes.
Art - Theme 005 - Seeking Solace
The strange alien suddenly stood up and strode with a stramge grace towards the tiny, weapon-laden alien.
She stopped and stood over her, leaning forward, making her wet, limp hair dangle.
She sniffed at one of the plasma weapons and seemed to emanate a deep, almost predatory hunger...
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"Hmmm," said Cafea, talking primarily to himself. "Another weapon-toting killer. With this many, I am truly surprised that the universe has not yet been blown up. Or at least given up out of frustration."
Frosch nodded towards the returned Kreigg. "I'll have it in a moment sir." He said walking up to the small hole in the wall as a long grey appeared. Covering it were short yellow dashes. It resembled tree bark, "Here you go." Came the slow voice. Frosch grabbed the square plate and set it down for Kriegg. A ring of finely cut red and green vegtable slices surronded a piece of snow white meat that was surprisingly tender, the kind you could cut with a butter knife. It was sitting on a bed round blue beads that appeared ediable. "Well good news, you get to test out the Sapling's newest dish. Uses some sort of sea creature that's suppose to be very tasty, Pur-tos." He said with a smile.
He turned back to the Frog, "Rikti? But isn't their only ship, well, crashed?" That was something of a disturbing thought to Frosch. He had been stranded in the wet lands of Florida durring the Rikti war. His line of thought was distrated as he heard a voice in his head. Frosch turned towards the source to see a mouthless woman. "Well hello there little lady." He said, "Uh, Plasma? Yeah, I can handle that order." He said as he preped the molecular tap. He looked at his new mouthless friend and wondered if he should make her feel more at home by removing his scarf and reveal his own mouthless face.
As the tap preped another meal appeared on a square plate. It appeared to just be bovine meat lightly cooked. Frosch grabbed it and handed it to the dragon man as he saw him starting a fight with a patron. "You're meal sir." He said hoping that would stop the fighting or atleast distract it, "Pur-tos."
He turned back to pouring the plasma into a special cup that would remain cool. He quickly put a lid on it to keep the dangerous stuff from burning a hole in the bar. He handed it to the mouthless woman, "Pur-tos."
Meanwhile Teide was busy going over what she had just made and safely storing it away when the strange new creature appeared. She smiled polietly, "You simple need to pay for a room. With minerals, metals or other objects of value. We also accept human currency, but no other type. So far out here there aren't many place to use it." She said looking over the weapons. "And if you cause any trouble with your weapons you'll be promptly thrown out. You understand why of course."
((Yeah, check three posts later. That was the reply I was refering too.
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((Actually, she got tense after seeing Khell's char. The Draconian in the Circle of Thornes-esqe robes.))
"Now, hmm, you never meantioned your name."
"I appologise, I am called Kei'Thera. A pleasure to aquaint myself with you tavernmistress." Kei swept Teide a courtly bow as she had been taught to give one's host. "I require little, but if you have a room looking to the wilds and not this city, I would greatly appriciate it. I am not sure how you would like payments however. I have several crystals that the round-ears at 'City Hall' seemed most interested in, might those due?"
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