2005-11-21

<JosephForge> ((yeps!))
<Dark_Kat> ::waitin’ on Sy Sy to report port! XD::
<SypherSK> ((::snorks! is reminded of those “Tomtom” commercials;: ))
<SypherSK> ::picking up no further immediate activity at the MBI, returns to Dark Kat’s lair to give his report::
<JosephForge> ::issa in the breakroom getting coffee:: <Tasha>::has feet up on desk and reading through her reports on the arrest to proofread them::
<TrinaKorat> ::is in the gym. Figured if she and Jason will be going to Tokyo for that concert she might as well be fit… or something. So throws in a “Basement Jaxx” CD into the player in the gym and just dances/stretches. Jase has found this pointless as all she does is play guitar, but hey! Whatever floats her boat::
<Dark_Kat> ::sitting in a large throne like chair that spins! oooh onsale at Villain Mart. mun sorry she’s so silly tonight. turns around to face him:: Well, what has become of the intruder?
<StormcrowMerle> ::is at her desk too, reading a book that some previous guest left in the motel. Is only borrowing it, of course.::
<TrinaKorat> ((<Book> ::has a tracker that warns librarians of overdueness!:: <Librarian> ::storms in there, hair flying:: OVERDUE! ::smacks Merle’s hand witha rule:: FINE! $.20! <Merle> ….))
<JosephForge> ::glances at the time. decides to go woo Trina, er…workout XD goes and changes into some grey jogging pants and a black tank top. goes on to the gym!:
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DEAD*))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<Dark_Kat> ((::DIES!::))
<SypherSK> The MBI has taken him into their custody. He is being held at the moment.  They have yet to interrogate him.
<TrinaKorat> ::is in black jogging pants and socks witha dark blue tee, hair is tied into a messy ponytail::
<Dark_Kat> ((::dies:: <Joe> ::next on calender, time to woo next female agents on list::))
<TrinaKorat> ((::DEAD!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<JosephForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Dark_Kat> <Josie>::is guarding the intruder, which is easy since he’s KOed XD:: <Hans>::at his desk as well, finishing up his report. is all detailed on this one more so than the last::
<JosephForge> Hmm..guess even desk jockeys have to work out huh? ::smirks at her some::
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::sits forward some and writes something else down she forgot. goes back to reading.:: Ever get to check your schedule, Hans?
<TrinaKorat> ::stumbles to a stop, looks over her shoulder and walks to turn off radio:: <Radio> “you have not found yourse- *CLICK*
<TrinaKorat> How long have you been standing there? ::blushing::
<Dark_Kat> Excellent.  Hopefully I will not have to worry with him anymore.  Now, upload any and all information you have on him into my computer.  I will go over that myself.
<JosephForge> As of right now about five seconds. Should I leave?
<SypherSK> ::nods and does so, contacting his link with Dark Kat’s mainframe::
<TrinaKorat> NO!Nonono. That’s… alright. ::smiles:
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> No, after the computers went kind of wonky yesterday, I decided to wait.  Part of why I’m doing this report all by hand.
<JosephForge> ::smiles back.  starts warming up, stretching some and all.:: Alright. If you say so.
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Ahh..well the. Guess we’ll just go to the club without you then. ::grins::
<SypherSK> There is one thing of note, Sir.
<Dark_Kat> ::grins at Sypher, steeples his large fugly fingers:: I believe I will have you return to this… Megakat Bureau of Investigation.  It is amazing that such a poorly put together force was able to apprehend this intruder before the Enforcers and even before the SWAT Kats were summoned, if they even were.
<Dark_Kat> And what is that?
<TrinaKorat> ::chuckles, goes get a couple weights::
<StormcrowMerle> ::turns a page in her book, wondering if anything odd will happen today::
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> Well I could always check the board.  they all should be printed up by now.
<JosephForge> You didn’t have to turn your music off you know.
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Ahh true.  Glad to know you are so ready to buy us all a drink.
<TrinaKorat> ::blushes horribly:: Why? You like techno?
<SypherSK> As he was searched for weapons, the intruder commented that, “*He* is here,” and offered the MBI agents something in a sealed container, instructing them to view its contents only in the area around the facility’s backup generator where there is a slight electromagnetic field.  An area where I could not observe.  I cannot help but suspect that this intruder may be aware of my existance… or at least of the existance of a being with m
<Dark_Kat> <Hans>::laughs:: Hey, I don’t mind.  Anything to use as an incentive to get as many fellow agents out as possible.
<Dark_Kat> ((of a being with m- ?))
<SypherSK> ….my capabilities.
<JosephForge> I like rock mainly but I listen to about anything.  When you got a sister that does nothing but dance then you get used to it.
<TrinaKorat> ::laughs, goes turn on the music again::
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::snickers:: true. I’m so ready to go too. celebrate our first capture.
<Dark_Kat> ::frowns at this now:: Did any of the agents divulge any information before you left on what they saw?
<JosephForge> ::Starts doing pushups:: Plus..she makes me dance with her so..yeah…I get to hear even more of it.
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> Well, your first capture. ::leans back a bit smugly XD::
<TrinaKorat> ::laughs:: Does she actually drag you out?
<JosephForge> <Tasha> hey..you helped. Thanks for the backup too, by the way. I appreciate it. ::smiles::
<SypherSK> No, but, from the fragments of conversation I detected, it seems that they are yet to decipher the intruder’s comments into anything meaningful.
<JosephForge> Yes. Its rather nice at times.  ::stops and takes a drink of water. sits resting a moment:: speaking of which, I think some Agents are thinking of going to a club this weekend. You’re more than welcome to join us if you want.
<Dark_Kat> Has the object been taken to evidence yet?
<TrinaKorat> Going where?
<SypherSK> It was still in the hands of an agent at the time I left.
<JosephForge> ::names off the club. some nice club that plays different kinds of music. nothing wilds::
<Dark_Kat> Then perhaps it is time to test your ability to blend in further with the biological kats. ::chuckles and looks Sy over. is he all black still or has he picked his own fur ‘n hair colors etc.?::
<SypherSK> ((<Tasha> ::an hour ago::  I should take this to the evidence room.  ::looking at container, is then distracted by Agent Lamb bleating in terror, crams it in her desk::  <Container> ::now, in the present, has fallen over the back of the desk drawer and is lost in the depths:: ))
<SypherSK> ::is still a solid black::
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES!:))
<Dark_Kat> ((::DIES!!::)0
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<TrinaKorat> ((::SOOOODEAD!!::))
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> No problem.  I’m glad you were able to handle the guy alright.  I figured he was going to try and pull something on you.
<Dark_Kat> We’re also going to test your leadership abilities.  Matrix! ::bellows out he does::
<JosephForge> <Tasha> I was actually waiting on that myself. Escpecially since he pulled that glovatrix out on you.
<TrinaKorat> ::chuckles:: Maybe. Why? You’re picking me up? ::grins::
* TrinaKorat is now known as MatrixCD
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> Exactly. ::leans forward again and taps his pencil at the eraser end on his report papers::
<StormcrowMerle> ::hums to herself a little as she turns a page with her claw::
<MatrixCD> ::zaps in, for sooth! Is… sorta black, but did pick up a bit of color along the way. He really still hasn’t decided his color scheme just yet. XD::
<Dark_Kat> ((<Dark Kat> ::blinks as the soundtrack to the first Matrix movie pops out of his 100 disc player into his hands::))
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD!::))
<JosephForge> ::blinks. smirks:: I can. I’ll have room. I gotta drive Tasha though as well.
<JosephForge> <Tasha> having problems with the report?
<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> ::zaps in, salutes::  Yes, Your Wickedness.  Your taco is in the bag.  I’ll have it fetched momentarily.  <Dark Kat> I sent you to get me a taco last week.  <Matrix> That long?  It seems my internal clock is malfunctioning.  Permission to go see to repairs, Your Evilness.  <Dark Kat> No, go with Sypher.  And, don’t come back.))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::chuckles:: Alright.
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<MatrixCD> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*!!!))
<JosephForge> You gotta tell me an address too.  Your brother can come as well if he wants.
<SypherSK> ::glances over at Matrix::
<Dark_Kat> ((::DIES!!::))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Oh, he’ll probably come. He has to protect me from guys. ::rolls her eyes:
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> Somewhat… making sure I remember everything.
<MatrixCD> ::mock salutes:: At your service, your darkness.
<JosephForge> ::laughs:: Thats the job of a brother, don’t you know that?
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Need some help?
<Dark_Kat> ::stands now:: Sypher. Matrix. Change your fur patterns.
<SypherSK> ((<Dark Kat> You’re working under Sypher now.  <Matrix> Understood, Your Evilness.  <Dark Kat> I want you to try and complete an assignment correctly for once.  <Matrix> Roger that, Your Fatness.  <Dark Kat> I expect no further…  What was that?!  <Matrix> Nothing, My Tyrant.))
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> No, I’ve got it, but thanks.
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Dark_Kat> ((::DEAD::))
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<MatrixCD> Fur patterns? Sure thing, boss! Should I go with polka dot or plaid this time? ::merges into polka dot first, then plaid::
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Alright. No problem. ::Scoots back over and looks her own over::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> It gets annoying, I’llhave you know.
<SypherSK> ::does a quick scan through his memories of kats he’s seen, trying to select a reasonable combination::
<Dark_Kat> ::sighs and rubs his face a moment:: Something normal to blend in with the biological kats.
<SypherSK> ::is briefly distracted by Matrix’ antics::
<Dark_Kat> And be quick about it, both of you.
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> You turned yours in yet?
<JosephForge> Ahh well..we are just protecting you is all. ::grins::
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Nope. Still reading mine over. I’m about ready to though I think.  Its pretty much done.
<MatrixCD> OH! You mean something boring. Sorry about that, your Dorkness. ::does manage to get a fur color that is sort of his current one, sans the goatee and white on his muzzle and chest, then merges into a pinkish suit:: I dunno. You think pink screams, “I’m looking to get beat up?” or does it say, “It takes a real tom to wear pink?”
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Oh, yes yes.
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIES MATRIX!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DEAD*))
<Dark_Kat> ::Growls at him:: I think it screams “I want another reformatting”.
<Dark_Kat> ((::rollin’!::))
<JosephForge> ::goes to doing situps now::  So does he actually let you dance or does he keep you hidden from view?
<SypherSK> ::finally settles for lightening his fur to a dark brown, leaving himself with even darker stripes… as an afterthought, lightens his hair all the way to blond, leaving darker roots to give it a bleached look, solidifies… and staaaare sat Matrix::
<SypherSK> ((::DEADDEADDEAD Trix!::))
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> You ever make a bust like this in Twilight City?
<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> That’s what you said about my zebra pants.  <Dark Kat> Silence!  I told you never to speak of that incident again!))
<JosephForge> <Tasha> not this high a profile one.  most of our stuff was not on the news. ::smirks:: Though we’ve made a few that were noteable.
<MatrixCD> ::huffs:: Your problem is you’ve got no sense of style, your Lardness. ::merges into jeans and a white shirt, then adds the blue jacket cuz’ mun liked the wardrobe Annu gave him. XD::
<JosephForge> ((::dead!::))
<Dark_Kat> ((::DIES::))
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD, ZEBRA PANTS!::)
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> He has no choice. I’m the lead guitar player in our band. I HAVE to be in the spotlight. ::grins;:
<JosephForge> ::blinks:: Band? ::smirks:: You guys are in a band?
<Dark_Kat> ::mun thought that’s what he wore? XD:: Sypher.  I want you and Matrix to infiltrate the MBI either by powerline or as biologicals seeking employment, whatever the situation calls for.  Just get me any and all evidence relating to this intruder.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> We don’t talk about it much. I wasn’t part of the original group before it disbanded. Now Jase decided he wanted to get back together and conned me into it.
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> Oh yeah? Like who? ::finishes writing something and looks up at her::
<SypherSK> Yes, Sir.
<JosephForge> Ahh.. what’s it called?
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::names off some known ‘nip dealer:: He had a warehouse over there full of ‘nip he was shipping here. we managed to bust up a big chunk of his gang and I guarntee that hurt him in the pocketbook with the ‘nip we took.
<Dark_Kat> And Matrix… this is your last chance to not make any errors. ::glare o’ DOOM at him:: Do everything Sypher tells you without question.
<MatrixCD> Again with the boring jobs. You need a better hobby, your Tyrantness. If you wanna take over the city so bad, why don’t you just… I dunno… sit on it? ::beat:: Yeah! That’s it! ::hops onto a table: I can see it now! (con’t)
<Dark_Kat> <Hans> ::smirks:: Good deal. ::stands:: You done with yours? I’m taking this and dropping it off at the Captain’s box.
<MatrixCD> Millions of citizens walking around unsuspecting. Kats heading to work, kittens playing in the park, politicians ranting and raving about what they’re doing wrong… and then… out of nowhere… a HUGE shadow LOOMS! Yes! A purple behind closing in like an eclipse! It spells armageddon, I tell you! They’d never escape! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::sighs and nods. closes it up:Yeah I guess so.  I’m tired of looking at it.  ::rubs at eyes::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::snorks:: “Spurr.”
<JosephForge> ((::DIIIIIIIES MATRIX!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<SypherSK> ((::ISSOOOOOOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
<SypherSK> ::actually openly gapes at Matrix, what kind of malfunction *is* that?::
<JosephForge> ::is that a name he’d recognise, Trinamun?::
<MatrixCD> ::if you wants! XD::
<JosephForge> ((<Sypher>::mouth agape:: I believe his self preservation programming is malfunctioning))
<Dark_Kat> ::looks at Matrix with a deadpanned expression. quiet for a few moments:: Sypher… take Matrix and get out of here, NOW!!!! If he’s caught, LEAVE him there!
<Dark_Kat> ((::SODEAD!!!::))
<JosephForge> ::blinks:: Spurr? Not THE Spurr..is it?
<SypherSK> Yes, Sir.  ::turns to Matrix::  We are going.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::blushes, sets down the weights and gets on the treadmill:: Yes. THE Spurr.
<StormcrowMerle> ::is there to greet anyone, provided they enter through the lobby. If they do not, cannot be held responsible.::
<MatrixCD> Aww. And here I was actually enjoying plotting world termination. ::hops of table:: Alright, Deadpan. Lead the way.
<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> Yes, we are.  We are going to learn contractions. ::grab Sy:: Come with me!  To the nearest television!  Thirty-six hours and we’ll have that stilted dialogue knocked out!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<MatrixCD> ((:SOOOOOODEAD!!::))
<JosephForge> ::smirks:: I thought the captain looked familiar.  Huh..didn’t figure I’d be working under a music star.
<JosephForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<SypherSK> ::goes acoherent and zaps out::
<Dark_Kat> ((::dying!!::))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::cracks up:: Well, he tries not to make a big deal out of it. The less that know, the better. ::grins::
<MatrixCD> ::zaps after him::
<Dark_Kat> <Hans>::chuckles, gets up with her and goes down the hall::
<JosephForge> ::snickers:: True that. don’t worry. I won’t say a word.
<Dark_Kat> ::to himself:: Perhaps I’ve reformatted that reject project one too many times… each time seems to make him worse, not better. ::grumbles and turns back to his console to look over the info Sypher uploaded::
<JosephForge> <Tasha>::follows him!:: I think I’m gonna grab a bite to eat after I’m done with this.  I’m starved.
<MatrixCD> >Trina> Thanks. ::grins, sets on a jogging pace::
* Dark_Kat is now known as HansLynx
<SypherSK> ::as they zap through the powerlines, contacts Matrix::  <It seems that presenting ourselves as prospective agents would provide the greatest access.
<HansLynx> Eating out or in?
<JosephForge> ::gets up and joins her on another treadmill:: so you play the guitar huh?  Any chance we’d get a demo sometime?
<JosephForge> <Tasha> Out. Joe didn’t leave me any leftovers. ::smirks::
<JosephForge> ((::Jumps through the roof:: DEARHEAVENS! WHAT WAS THAT! ::Had a weird, loud noise come from her speakers::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Uh-oh!))
<JosephForge> ((Oh for the love of–!!! Its a stupid add at the top of my email inbox that makes this funky noise))
<MatrixCD> <Or get us thrown out into the street.>
<HansLynx> ((::dies!::))
<HansLynx> Want some company? ::smiles at her, reaches Jase’s office, drops the report in his box there if there is one, if not under his door XD::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::laughs:: You really wanna hear me play?
<JosephForge> ::ditto!:: sure.  If you wanna come. You not bring anything either?
<JosephForge> ((^Tasha))
<JosephForge> ::smiles:: sure. why not?  If you’re playing on stage you can’t be bad.
<SypherSK> <If they reject us, we’ll try something else.>
<HansLynx> I usually go out and get something quickly to bring back when I’m on duty during lunch hours.
<MatrixCD> <Oh? Like what? Pizza delivery kats?>
<SypherSK> <If it proves effective.>
<JosephForge> ah I see. I usually sit down to eat but I do it quickly. I think thats something you aquire in law enforcement. Fast eating and eating on the go.
<JosephForge> ((^TASHA!))
* JosephForge is now known as TashaForge
<HansLynx> ((<Trina> Are you feeling okay, Joe? O_o; ))
<MatrixCD> <…. And, I’m related to you?>
<MatrixCD> (DEAD!))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::chuckles::Oh, I suppose.
<TashaForge> ((LOL!))
<SypherSK> <We are based on the same program.>
<TashaForge> <Joe> Good! Its settled then. You gotta let at least me hear you one day.  See if I need to be looking for your next CD or something to get autographed.
<HansLynx> Indeed. ::chuckles, heads towards the lobby:: Where’d you want to go?
<TashaForge> ::walks with him:: I was thinking the diner across the street.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::busts up!:: I could just give you an autograph NOW.
<HansLynx> Least that saves me from your wreckless driving. ::laughs and nudges her::
<TashaForge> <Joe> ::shrugs:: I’d still like to hear you.
<MatrixCD> <Yes, yes…. Duno how you stand working for Purple Ugly, but okay.>
* Kutlass has joined #mbi_sk
<TashaForge> ::laughs;: My driving is not reckless. Its made up of highly calculated and precision executed moves.
<HansLynx> ((Hey Kutlass!))
<TashaForge> ((heys Kutlass!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Lo!))
<Kutlass> ((Y’ello, everyone!))
<SypherSK> ((Hey, Kutlass!))
* HansLynx sets mode: +o Kutlass
<SypherSK> <It is what I am programmed to do it.>
* Kutlass is now known as FletchRyder
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::chuckles:: Okay.
<MatrixCD> ((Heys!))
<TashaForge> <Joe> Though….I could use some extra cash…::grins. gets ready to move if needed::
<MatrixCD> <So you have no opinion about big purple?>
<SypherSK> <No.>
<HansLynx> ::opens door for her:: And I’m the queen of merry ol’ England! whot whot, cheerio!
<MatrixCD> <Do you even think for yourself?>
<TashaForge> ::busts up laughing:: They are!  Seriously, thats my area of expertise is in driving. ::exits the building.::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> You know, if I weren’t moving in one direction, I’d chase after you.
<TashaForge> <Joe>::snorts:: Glad you are trapped by the evil machine they call a treadmill then.
<HansLynx> ((<Matrix> <Oh come ooon! at least ONE opinion?> <Sypher> <… ::thinks:: He is the greatest kat in the world.> <Matrix> <NO! That’s his opinion, what is your opinion?> <Sypher> <… ::thinks again:: He is a genius.> <Matrix> <Something NEGATIVE!> <Sypher> <… he smells like… beans?> <Matrix><… that’ll do.>))
<SypherSK> <Yes.  It is often necessary to think creatively and extrapolate orders to properly complete an assignment.>
<SypherSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOOOOooDEAD!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<FletchRyder> ((lol!!))
<HansLynx> ::goes out after her:: Well I suppose it is. ::grins:: You did some fancy driving yesterday on the way to MASA, that’s for sure.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::RAZZ::
<MatrixCD> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<TashaForge> Well thank you.  I trained at the acadamey as well as race on the side on my days off.
<MatrixCD> <::rolls his eyes:: I meant besides the mission.>
<SypherSK> <There is nothing besides the mission.>
<TashaForge> <Joe>:: Is this going to affect my pay?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Maybe.,
<HansLynx> ::puts hands in pockets as they go to the cross walk:: Oh yeah? For money?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::increases speed on treadmill::
<TashaForge> Money. Fun. Either or. If this job don’t pan out I’ll try to go pro or something.  Though I think this job might work with us apprehending that guy yesterday.
<TashaForge> <joe>::on his treadmill or hers?::
<FletchRyder> ::striding around HQ, assuming this is the same day, in search of a certain secretary::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> :hers::
<HansLynx> ::nods:: That and when Ryder and I busted Chop Shop.  These are finally giving us good PR and putting the MBI in the spotlight.
<MatrixCD> <I’ll be afraid when I ask you to laugh.>
<HansLynx> ((::DIES:: <Trina> … ::gets off treadmill. goes to Joe’s and sets it at 100mph:: Later! ::walks off:: <Joe>::takes two steps then is flung offa it and into nearby wall::))
<FletchRyder> ((lol!))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIIES!:: Thats what I was afraid she was doing!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*!))
<TashaForge> <Joe> Is that a yes?:grins::
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<TashaForge> No joke. That was good work too, by the way. I wish I could have seen it.
<SypherSK> <Why would you ask me to laugh?>
<MatrixCD> ((:DEAD!!::))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Yes. ::grins, running now::
<FletchRyder> ::enters desk area, and without bothering to scan the room first, calls out:: Merle.
<MatrixCD> <I dunno. Nevermind.>
<TashaForge> <Joe> Oh dear…um..I’m sorry? Does that work?
<StormcrowMerle> ::hears Fletch’s voice somewhere off in the distance, but can’t make out what he’s saying::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Not with me! ;:huffing::
<HansLynx> ::grins proudly, crosses street then opens door for her at the diner:: Thank you.  It might’ve been on the news. ::chuckles:: Poor Merle though, she seemed so out of place and wanting to get out of there ASAP.  Ryder’s got some fancy driving in him too.
<SypherSK> <If we are going to pose as kats looking for a job, we should create typical biological names for ourselves.>  ((<Matrix> Okay, I’ll be Matrix Roberto Lilliputan.  ::yes, Sage, “Rrrrroberto” had to be in there::))
<TashaForge> <Joe> then what DOES work?
<FletchRyder> ::where is she? sees she’s not in the deskroom, and strides for the front lobby::
<MatrixCD> ((::DEADDEAD!!!!::))
<TashaForge> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::))
<MatrixCD> ((RRrrrrrrrrrrrrrberrrrrrto))
<HansLynx> ((::DIIES::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<MatrixCD> ((<Matrix> And, you can be Muerte. <Sypher> …Morty. <Matrix> That’s even funnier!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<TashaForge> Yeah he does. he followed me to a scene one day and was actually able to decently stay up.  I don’t find many off the race track that can do that.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Beating my time!
<StormcrowMerle> ::sees the Fletch come in?:: Hello, Agent Ryder.
<TashaForge> ((::SOOODEAD Muerte!::))
<TashaForge> <Joe> Beating your time? Whats that supposed to mean? ::grins::
<MatrixCD> <Oh, I suppose.>
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::  <Sypher> I do not believe that “Muerte” will make me seem trustworthy.  <Matrix> I’d hire you.  <Sypher> I will definitely not assume the alias “Muerte”.))
<HansLynx> ((LOL!!))
<FletchRyder> Merle. ::spotting her at last:: Are you busy at the moment?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> I’m running… seven laps on this thing already. How many are you running?
<MatrixCD> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::))
<HansLynx> ::goes inside, gets them a booth and takes his seat:: <waitress>::asks for drinks!:: <Hans>::lets Tasha go first::
<FletchRyder> ((lol!))
<TashaForge> <Joe> um…five at the moment.
<StormcrowMerle> Not directly, but I’m supposed to be keeping watch on the phone and desk here. Why do you ask?
<TashaForge> ::orders a milk!::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> See if you can’t get to fifteen. ::smirks::
<TashaForge> <Joe>::blinks:: what?! You want me to pass out?
<MatrixCD> <And, so help me if you pick “Dark Lord” for yourself.>
<FletchRyder> Hertz can take care of that. Please come with me. ::starts down hall towards gym:: <Hertz> ::snoozing at a desk, a mess of gauze over several of his fingers::
<SypherSK> <That would hardly be appropriate for applying to a law enforcement agency.>
<StormcrowMerle> Um, okay . . . ::hides her book under the desk, and follows him:: What is it?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Oh, come on! ::huffing:: how can you pass out at fifteen laps?
<MatrixCD> <Fine. What do you have in mind?>
<TashaForge> <Joe> I come off this treadmill and pass out is how! ::huffing himself:: But I’ll try. Then am I forgiven?
<FletchRyder> How many fights have you ever been in? ::as he opens gym door for her::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Maybe!
<SypherSK> <Silas seems like a normal enough appellation.>
<StormcrowMerle> ::goes through, more than a little puzzled:: I guess it depends how you define “fight”.
<HansLynx> ::orders milk as well, looks over menu:: <waitress>::leaves:: <Hans> So how good are you on the track?  If I went should I bet against you? ::smirks::
<TashaForge> <Joe> Maybe?! ::huffing:: What else you gonna make me do?!
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Buy me a drink! ::panting::
<FletchRyder> Fist fight. Wrestling. Gun fight. Or even pulling someone else’s hair. Whatever you would consider a fight. ::rolling up sleeves::
<HansLynx> ((<LS> I’ve pulled some hair out and scratched some she-kats before for dibs on my preferred man for prom. <Ryder> …))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<MatrixCD> <Alright. I’ll go with… uh… Keanu.>
<FletchRyder> ((lol!!))
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD!::))
<SypherSK> ((::snorks!::))
<SypherSK> <We will need surnames as well.>
<TashaForge> ::snickers. pulls out wallet that has her badge and all in it. pulls out a picture and hands over to him:: You tell me.  <Picture> ::has her leaned against her car in her racing inform which consists of black leather pants and a black leather racing jacket with blue stripes on it. Has several trophies on the hood and on the ground beside her::
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> Well, I had a few schoolyard scuffles when I was a kitten. Once I threw a book at a kid and hit him in the . .  . ::trails off as she sees Fletch rolling his sleeves up:: What are you doing?
<TashaForge> <Joe> Buy you a drink huh? :grins:: Alright. I think I can handle that.
<MatrixCD> <Last names too?! Fine. I’ll be Keanu Valentinez Alkalinella Xifax Sicidabohertz Gombigobilla Blue Stradivari Talentrent Pierre Andri Charton�Haymoss Ivanovici Baldeus George Doitzel Kaiser the Third>
<StormcrowMerle> ((<Matrix> Of Ulm!))
<HansLynx> ((::DIIIIES::))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Place of my choice?!
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::running outta breath::
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<SypherSK> <…… I think we shall call you Keanu Pawlur.>  ((<Matrix> It can be my nickname.  ::mun is DYING:: ))
<HansLynx> ::takes said photo. smiles looking over it and lets out a long whistle:: Quite the collection you have there.  I’m impressed.  The car’s nice too. ::hands it back to her::
<TashaForge> <Joe>::ditto:: Your choice? I thought this was going down at the club we were all going to?
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD!!!::))
<MatrixCD> <Oh sure. Take the fun out of it. Fine. I’ll go with that>
<TashaForge> ::takes back and puts back in her wallet. pockets it again:: Thanks. Built it myself. well..me, dad and a few mechanic friends back home.  Took some time but thats my baby.
<FletchRyder> In the head? Not bad. What do you suppose you’d do to a bully who’s bigger than you and stronger than you without a book? ::looking sternly at her::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Nuh uh! The drink you’re gonna buy me… when we’re both in dire need of something to drink after this work out.
<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> ::sighs:: I suppose I can consent to such a common name.  When questioned, I’ll say it’s my alias as I’m in hiding.  Lost prince and all, you know.  With a murderous uncle out for my blood.  Should my tale of woe include include a beautiful childhood friend who I hope to marry upon my triumphant return?  I want my backstory to sound good.))
<HansLynx> <waitress>::asks for orders now XD::
<HansLynx> ((::DIIIES::))
<TashaForge> ((<LS>::Starts crying. throws her lunch money at him and runs off:: You big bully!))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<FletchRyder> ((LOLboth!))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD LS!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ::was going to say “in the eye”, actually sent him to the hospital although it was unintentional, but decides not to say that:: I would . . . ::looks off toward the side, as if trying to decide something::
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<HansLynx> ((::dies!::))
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD!::))
<TashaForge> ::orders a tuna melt!::
<MatrixCD> ((::DEAD SY!!!::))
<HansLynx> ((<LS> I was a librarian in my past life so… not sure.))
<TashaForge> <Joe> Oh! ::laughs.:: Alright. you’re on.
<TashaForge> ((LOL!!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Fine! ::slaps a hand on the stop button, runs to a stop gasping for breath::
<HansLynx> ::orders the same! with fries yeah. mmm goooood. XD:: <waitress>::leaves:: <Hans> So where are you racing at currently?
<TashaForge> Megakat Race Track.  I run the quarter mile strips. Mainly on the weekends I got the day off.
<StormcrowMerle> What would you say if I told you I’d set him on fire?
<TashaForge> <Joe>::laughs.  hits the off button and stops. sits down to catch his breath::
<FletchRyder> Would… what? ::cracks knuckles::
<HansLynx> Well then, seems I’ve got somewhere to go the next weekend I’m off.
<MatrixCD> <So what are YOU going as?>
<SypherSK> <I think I will use Greypaw for myself.>
<HansLynx> ((<Fletch> I’d say you were evil and sadistic.  ::then giggles:: That’s so cool! FIRE… FIRE! Heh heh heh, heh heh heee heh heh. ))
<MatrixCD> <Alright.>
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<TashaForge> ::blinks:: You’re gonna come watch me race?
<HansLynx> ((<Matrix> <But your paws aren’t grey. <Sypher>::skids to a stop. bluescreens::>))
<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))
<TashaForge> ((LOL!))
<HansLynx> ::shrugs:: Why not? Unless you minded.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Had enough? ::as she sits::
<TashaForge> I don’t mind..just not used to anyone taking any interest. ::sips her milk::
<TashaForge> <Joe> ::flops back and grins::What do you think?
<FletchRyder> ::arching an eyebrow at her statement::
<HansLynx> Well it sounds pretty interesting to me. ::smiles::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> I sure hope so. :grins::
<StormcrowMerle> So what would you say to that? ::glances off to the side, clasping arms behind her back nervously::
<MatrixCD> <So what do we do once we get there?>
<MatrixCD> <Just ask for the person in charge?>
<TashaForge> Hmm..well..you’ll have to tell me when you’re comin. I’ll get you a pass into the work area so you can come say hi.
<FletchRyder> I’d say you’d need one heck of a lighter. Do you own a firethrower or something? ::walking towards her::
<TashaForge> <Joe> You just want your drink. ::grins::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> You know it.
<SypherSK> <It is probably typical to speak with a secretary and ask about the application process.>
<StormcrowMerle> In a manner of speaking . . . ::backs away slightly::
<HansLynx> Alright.  You can point me out to where I place my bets. ::grins, sips his milk::
<HansLynx> ((<Hertz> Oh no! You don’t wanna work here! ::flails his bandaged hands around::))
<FletchRyder> I don’t have time for riddles. What are you talking about?
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<FletchRyder> ((lol!))
<TashaForge> ((LOL!!))
<SypherSK> ((::snorks!::))
<TashaForge> <Joe>::sits up:: you gonna let me go get a shower so I dont’ run anyone off?
<StormcrowMerle> ::takes a deep breath, and gives it up:: This. ::raises her hands, and conjures a golden fireball in each one::
<MatrixCD> <Oh, alright.>
<TashaForge> ::laughs:: Alright.  I’ll sure do that.  Maybe I can make you some money.
<SypherSK> ::appears on an empty sidewalk near the MBI, doublechecks his nondescript shirt and pants::
<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> Don’t strain yourself; it’s still boring.))
<FletchRyder> ::halts, his eyes widening upon seeing her paws. lowers his head to get a closer look, as if mesmorized::
<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))
<StormcrowMerle> ::sighs:: Yes, it’s real.
<MatrixCD> <Oh yeah. The she-kats will be dropping like flies around you.>
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Fine. ::grins, goes do the same::
<TashaForge> <Joe>::gets up and goes to the locker room! in due time emerges in uniform again::
<HansLynx> Hey that sounds good to me. ::laughs a little:: I’d buy you dinner with it later. ::flirt shamelessly::
<FletchRyder> ::head snaps up when she speaks, as if disrupting his trance:: Ahem.. yeah, so it is. How.. When.. um.. ::obviously didn’t expect this, rubs his forehead::
<TashaForge> ::indeed! bad flirt! XD blinks and rubs the back of her head some:: you don’t have to do that.  Its quite alright. If I win I’ll make enough to buy my own dinner.
<SypherSK> ::blinks at him:: Why should they do that?
<MatrixCD> … Nevermind. ::looks up at the building::
<StormcrowMerle> ::extinguishes the flames:: I’m not exactly sure of the “how”. I guess the ability’s always been there, but I’ve only been able to train to use it for a few months. I guess that answers the “when” too. ::looks uneasy::
<HansLynx> Up to you. <waitress>::brings them their lunch orders, goes away again:: <Hans> Maybe a lunch?
<SypherSK> We should be sure to have other details of our aliases prepared as well.
<FletchRyder> ::turns away from her for a moment, trying to compose himself. turns back around:: So.. those weird flames that suddenly came from beneath Chop Shop’s vehicle.. that was you?
<TashaForge> ::laughs.:: Are you determined to buy me some form of food? ::smiling though::
<MatrixCD> What do we tell them? “Hi, I work for Lardo. Can I join your club?”
<StormcrowMerle> Um . . . yeah . . . ::eyeing possible exits::
<TashaForge> <Joe>::gets up and goes to the locker room! in due time emerges in uniform again (Repost for Trinamun in case she missed it)::
<FletchRyder> Look at me. ::walking up to her:: Who else knows about this?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> ::returns in uniform as well, hair down::
<StormcrowMerle> No one in this city, I swear! Just my friend back home, and his friend, the kat who helped me get started with training.
<SypherSK> We should probably say we are from out of town.
<TashaForge> <Joe>::smiles:: ready? Where you wanna go?
<StormcrowMerle> I’ve tried to keep it a secret.
<HansLynx> Yes, I know it’s crazy isn’t it?  In this day and age, grrl power and all of that. ::grins and takes a bite of his sammich::
<MatrixCD> Fine. ::does a strict Russian accent:: “HALO. I frrrrrrrrom out town. Worrrrrrrk for Fat Kat. Worky with you?”
<MatrixCD> <Trina> You pick a place. I just said you’d buy me the drink. I didn’t say where.
<TashaForge> ::laughs:: Alright. Whatever you prefer. Lunch. Dinner. Don’t matter to me. I’m getting a free meal out of the deal either way.
<SypherSK> ::gives him an absolutely baffled look::
<TashaForge> <Joe>Alright. There’s a restaraunt down the road we can give a try. Hope you like chinese though.
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Sure. ::grins::
<MatrixCD> What?
<FletchRyder> Okay, alright. ::looks her right in the eye:: I brought you back here to suggest you take a few self defense classes, but now it seems like you’re packing a bigger punch than I previously assessed. ::sighs:: You have to tell the Director.
<SypherSK> You are strange.
<HansLynx> ((LOL Poor Sypher))
<StormcrowMerle> ::tenses up:: Why? I never . . . well, I *almost* never use it.
<HansLynx> How about this lunch then?
<TashaForge> <Joe>::opens door up for her:: Great. I’ve been craving chinese for a couple of days now.
<MatrixCD> I never said I was normal. You may wanna tell Big Purple to double check his programs next time.
<TashaForge> Alright sounds good. ::munches on her sandwich::
<MatrixCD> <Trina> :chuckles, goes with him::
<SypherSK> I believe he has done so several times since you came online.
<TashaForge> <Joe>::walks along with her to the restaraunt:: So you guys planning on playing a concert anywhere around here sometime?
<MatrixCD> <Trina> Not here. We’re leaving for Christmas to Tokyo from a Live10 benefit concert.
<MatrixCD> ::snorks:: Not to thorough, is he?
<TashaForge> <Joe>::blinks::Oh wow.  No going home for Christmas then, huh?
<FletchRyder> That wasn’t a suggestion. ::crosses arms:: Your.. attributes are very unique among those working here. Just how in control are you of these fire powers?
<MatrixCD> Nope. :small smile::
<MatrixCD> (Trina)
<HansLynx> ::eats as well and smiles::
<SypherSK> You are the only one with such a malfunction.
<TashaForge> <Joe> Geez…oh well.  Christmas can wait on you then. ::grins::
<StormcrowMerle> Pretty in control. I had to work at it to make them appear at all, and they aren’t very strong yet. ::is scared, this is exactly why she tried to keep it a secret::
<TashaForge> ::munches a fry:: so what about you? You know my secret passion, whats up your sleeve that you like to do?
<HansLynx> ((<Glitch> Yes. I have another malfunction all together.  It’s less annoying too. <Protocol> Whot whot?))
<MatrixCD> I don’t think you’ve experienced the niceties of being a biological. Since we’re out looking for jobs, we might as well eat like them. ::grabs him by the arm:: C’mon.
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<MatrixCD> ((DEAD!))
<FletchRyder> Are they strong enough to cause severe 3rd degree burns? Because they sure did a number on Chop Shop’s ride.
<SypherSK> ((::snorks!::))
<SypherSK> What?  Our assignment is here.
<MatrixCD> Eat first. Assignment later. ::Drags::
<HansLynx> ::shrugs:: Nothing major really.  Like to go out and have a good time, maybe gamble a little or dancing, when I get the chance I enjoy a good flight now and then.
<SypherSK> ::is drug off::
* MatrixCD is now known as TrinaKorat
<StormcrowMerle> Good point, but I can control them! ::droops:: Is he in today?
<HansLynx> <Dark Kat>::is going to beat the both of you later::
<SypherSK> ((And, there I go.  I’ve got two more days of crazyness in the office to survive.))
<TrinaKorat> ((::DEAD, DK! XD <Dark Kat> :beat you for not bringing me a taco!::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!:: ))
<TrinaKorat> ((G’nights, hon! ::hugs!::))
<HansLynx> ((LOL later Symun!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Goodnight!))
<TashaForge> ((NIghts Kris! ::Huggles::))
<FletchRyder> ((Have a good one, Kris!))
<SypherSK> ((Nights, all!))
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<TrinaKorat> I suppose. I’ve never been there, really.
<TashaForge> Oh you dance? ::grins:: well then. You’ll owe me a dance then.
<TashaForge> <Joe> You might like it. I’ve not been there either but you never know.
<TrinaKorat> Yeah, I guess.
<HansLynx> I’ll leave room for you on my dance card. :;chuckles and finishes up his meal::
<FletchRyder> I’m not sure. ::looks away from her for a moment::
<TashaForge> <Joe> You not too excited about going?
<StormcrowMerle> ::wonders if she could make a break for it with that side-effect of her power she discovered early on . . .::
<TashaForge> You better.  ::finishes up as well. sips on her milk:: and you fly you said? that correct?
<TrinaKorat> I’m worried about the bureau, what with everything happening…
<TashaForge> <Joe>::chuckles:: we can handle it I think.  We’ll be okay.
<TrinaKorat> You sound so confident. ::grinning::
<HansLynx> ::nods:: Yes.  That’s what I was doing with the Enforcers.
<FletchRyder> Listen.. ::turning back towards her:: This ability you have… it’s amazing. If you can really use it to defend yourself and even bring down criminals without causing them too much harm.. you may be looking at more than just a secretorial position here at the MBI down the road. But you have to trust our Director to determine that.
<TashaForge> <Joe>::shrugs:: Hey..its my job. I’ll make sure it sticks around so I still get paid. ::grins::
<TashaForge> ::Shakes head:: never been in a plane and don’t plan on it anytime soon.
<TrinaKorat> ::Smiles:: Thanks, Forge.
<StormcrowMerle> ::But I don’t wanna work here! It’s scary! XD:: Really? Yikes, I never thought of it that way . . . But even if I could use it, I’m still too young to be an agent.
<TashaForge> <Joe> ::smiles a bit:: Call me Joe or Joseph.  I don’t like all the formality.
<HansLynx> Why’s that? You can do more fun stunts in a jet than a car.
<TashaForge> Stunts? ::cringes:: No thank you.  I’ll keep my feet on the ground thank you.
<TrinaKorat> <Trina> Fine, Joe. So long as you call me Trina. I feel Katrina is too stuffy at times.
<FletchRyder> Right now you are, but, maybe, once you trust us enough to give us your real name and let us help you.. things will come about. ::stands up fully now:: You’re a good kid. Don’t throw your life away on the streets. It’s a terrible place.
<HansLynx> ::laughs:: And here I thought you were a thrill seeker. ::tsk tsk tsks her::
<TashaForge> <Joe>::laughs:: Alright. I’ll call you Trina then.  :::gets to the place and opens door for her::
<TashaForge> I am! Just…with my feet on the ground. ::grins::
<TrinaKorat> <Trina> Thank you. ::steps in::
<HansLynx> ::grins back and stands up. leaves money on the table for their food and drink and tip.:: C’mon. We better get back to the Bureau or else we’ll be accused of playing hookey.
<TashaForge> <Joe> No problem.  ::goes in and takes a seat:: <Waitress>::comes take their drink orders!::
<TrinaKorat> ::asks for a skim milk::
<TashaForge> ::gets up and goes with!:: heh..yeah.  Hey at least you got some more excitement the other day rather than just sitting there.
<TashaForge> <Joe>::orders regular milk:: <Waitress>::goes to fill those orders::
<HansLynx> Yes, that I did, though I suppose the saying goes “be careful what you wish for” applied yesterday when I thought you were done for.
<HansLynx> ;:exits diner with Tasha::
<StormcrowMerle> I never planned to. Things just . . . kind of came up. But like I said, it’s only for a short while. ::glances toward the door, wonders how best to approach Mark the next time Sagemun is up for playing him::
<TashaForge> awww you were worried about me? ::Grinning::
<TrinaKorat> ((I can try tomorrow, but no promises. ^^ And, I do need to head to bed. I have to get up early for work tomorree. ;-;))
<StormcrowMerle> ((‘Tis fine. Goodnights, Sage!))
<HansLynx> Well yes, ::held door open for her as they went out. crosses street again:: that guy is one mental case.
<HansLynx> ((maw night Sagey!))
<TashaForge> ((Maww nights Sagey!))
<FletchRyder> ((Goodnights, Sage!))
<StormcrowMerle> ::is nervous about this and will likely procrastinate anyway! XD::
<TrinaKorat> ((:hugs all:: G’nights!))
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<TashaForge> True that.  I’ve handled worse though.  No need to worry too much about me. I’m a big girl.
<HansLynx> Yes but still… he could easily have overpowered you, Tasha.
<FletchRyder> ::nods, not sure he believes that:: You’d better get back to work now. Something tells me Hertz has already almost chocked himself with the telephone cord by now. ::tries to offer a faint smile:: <And your secret’s safe with me.>
<FletchRyder> ((^choked))
<StormcrowMerle> ::chuckles at that:: I guess I’ll go rescue him, then. ::starts to head for the door, then pauses a moment:: It’s Elizabeth Selkirk.
<TashaForge> He COULD have, but he didn’t.  I learned a long time ago how to fight.  Been doing it a long time.
<FletchRyder> ::raises brow at that, looking at her. then just smiles, nodding::
<HansLynx> I didn’t mean it as an insult. ::reaches the MBI, goes inside, holding door once again lol::
<TashaForge> ::laughs:: I know.  If you meant it as an insult you’d get a personal demonstration. ::grins::
<StormcrowMerle> ::goes on her way, back to the lobby::
<FletchRyder> ((And now I must also go into the great wild z-laden yonder, folks. Still have one more day of classes before break.))
<HansLynx> ((lol night Kutlass!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Goodnight unto thee, Kutlass!))
<FletchRyder> ((Have a good one everybody!))
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<HansLynx> Oh yeah? ::smirks, heading back to the desk area::
<TashaForge> Yeah. ::snickers:: don’t make me show you how I kicked the Captain’s tail.
<StormcrowMerle> ::presumably switches places with Hertz and resumes her seat::
<StormcrowMerle> ::perhaps meets the Hans and the Tasha?::
<TashaForge> ::Sure!::
<HansLynx> ((sorry about that, hubby just got back from his friend’s))
<TashaForge> ((ahh WB!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Is okay))
<StormcrowMerle> ((!bw))
<HansLynx> Captain Korat’s tail? And when did this event happen and for what reason?
<HansLynx> ::yep! enters lobby now::
<TashaForge> He wanted to see our martial arts abilities. He ran at me and I showed him. ::grins:: It was our second day here
<StormcrowMerle> ::sees the twos enter:: Hello, agents.
<HansLynx> ::laughs:: I wish I could’ve seen that. ::goes up to the desk and smiles at LS :: Hello to you, Miss Merle.  Phone working alright for you?
<TashaForge> ::smiles:: hello Miss Merle.
<StormcrowMerle> Just fine. Thanks again for setting it up, Agent Lynx.
<HansLynx> No problem.  Anything interesting happen recently today?
<StormcrowMerle> Not really. ::crosses fingers behind her back::
<HansLynx> Say, you did hear about Tasha ‘n my bust yesterday didn’t you? ::grins proudly lol::
<TashaForge> ::shakes head. my he’s boastful XD::
<StormcrowMerle> Um, no, actually. ::surprised. Is starting to think maybe she should have stayed back with the other desks, if she misses things:: What happened?
<HansLynx> ::he is! likes to show off when he’s done something good. plus it partains to her:: Remember that guy with the hood and alll we’ve been after lately?
<TashaForge> ::leans against a nearby desk to listen to him boast::
<StormcrowMerle> ::shivers:: Do I ever.
<StormcrowMerle> ::unconciously rubs her forehead a little where he smacked her one::
<HansLynx> He’s down in the cell block as we speak. ::grins::
<TashaForge> ::grins a bit as well::
<StormcrowMerle> ::O.O Gasps!:: Oh powers, really?
<TashaForge> Yep. Apprehended him yesterday.
<HansLynx> Really!  Tasha and I took him down before the Enforcers even. ::smug look::
<StormcrowMerle> . . . I don’t know whether to be relieved he’s accounted for or terrified that he’s here. ::does smile a bit, though:: Did you find out who or what he is?
<TashaForge> Only a name. McGrath. And get this, he had an MBI badge dated five years into the future.
<HansLynx> Though the thing looked pretty worn.
<StormcrowMerle> ::stops smiling:: I think “terrified” has replaced “relieved”. What are you going to do with him?
<TashaForge> Interogate him to begin with. See whats going on and what all this madness surrounding him was about.
<HansLynx> When he wakes up.  He looked kinda rough.
<StormcrowMerle> I would imagine. ::exhales:: Well, at least we have him.
<TashaForge> Indeed.  I swear I pulled a military arsenal off him.
<HansLynx> ::chuckles:: He was a one tom army that’s for sure.
<StormcrowMerle> <This isn’t making me feel any better.> Yikes.
<TashaForge> Poor guy though. He looked like he’d seen better days.
<HansLynx> Stole some weird thing from MASA too.  Which reminds me, we gotta contact them sometime and see what it is when we return it.
<TashaForge> ::nods:: definitly. I wanna know what that weird lookin thing was.
<StormcrowMerle> What kind of weird-looking thing was it? I mean, what did it look like? ::curious::
<HansLynx> ((brb again ya’ll))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Okay))
<HansLynx> ((backerz!))
<HansLynx> Maybe an engine or something… that’s my guess anyway.
<TashaForge> ((that was quick XD))
<TashaForge> It was hard to describe. Really odd looking. you know how those things from MASA can be.
<StormcrowMerle> ((wb!))
<StormcrowMerle> I don’t, actually, but I can imagine.
<HansLynx> ((ty! lol didn’t take as long as I thought to make up the bed))
<HansLynx> Don’t know why he’d be stealing such a thing though… but he sounded kinda … ::does the crezzy motion with a finger at the side of his head::
<StormcrowMerle> If he had a lot of weapons on him, maybe he’s planning to use it for some kind of attack?
<TashaForge> ::snorts:: indeed.  ::then to LS:: I don’t know. Maybe. He wasn’t doing much attacking though which was rather surprising.
<HansLynx> He even begged Tasha to have us take him here instead of Enforcer HQ.
<StormcrowMerle> . . . Okay . . .
<TashaForge> yeah..threw me for a loop too.  I wasn’t expecting that
<HansLynx> Then went on about some “he” being here or finding him or… something.
<StormcrowMerle> Do you think he meant that static-y creature?
<TashaForge> I don’t know.  All I know is “he” wasnt where he said he’d be.
<StormcrowMerle> ::shivers again::
<HansLynx> And no one other than us agents was here at the time with him.
<TashaForge> ::nods:: That part was creepy
<HansLynx> ::chuckles a bit now:: Oh don’t worry, Miss Merle.  Nothing’s going to harm you.  We’ll make sure of that.
<StormcrowMerle> ::forces a chuckle:: Thanks. I’ll keep my eyes open.
<StormcrowMerle> ::wonders how they’ll react if they find out about her abilities::
<TashaForge> ((and I think I’m out here guys. Gotta a lot to get done tomorrow. Nights! ::huggles::))
<HansLynx> ((night bebbe!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((As do I. Goodnight!))
<HansLynx> ((Night LS!))
* TashaForge has quit IRC (Quit: “I am the milkman that spills fear at your door! I am the waiter that brings you second helpings of terror! I am–*zap!*–one singed superhero”-Darkwing Duck)
<StormcrowMerle> ((Maybe we should just pause it?))
<HansLynx> ((sure!))
<HansLynx> 12 Pawz!