2005-12-02

<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<ProfessorClawson> <Josie>::was guarding him last XD unless someone else was sent to guard him, she’s still there::
<StormcrowMerle> ::is somewhere or other::
<JasonKorat> ::so after talking to Mark (and getting orders to interrogate the prisoner himself), heads to the jail cell. XD::
<Someone_1> ((Mien uber labor: http://mattfiske.werewolfsmg.net/skfaa/index.php ))
* ProfessorClawson is now known as ProfClawson
<TashaForge> ::ooooo is at her desk! can I come Jason? CanIcanIcanIcanI?::
<ProfClawson> ::there that’s shorter::
<Someone_1> ((bare bones, non-formated, but clean (mostly) and ready to be made to look pretty, at least I hope. I need to check that all the links are working))
<JasonKorat> ((Holy…! O_O All this through PHP?!))
<StormcrowMerle> ::is at the front desk, as usual. Tries to think how she’ll approach the Director when she has to tell him about her abilities.::
<JasonKorat> ::please, by all means, follow::
<Someone_1> ((just a little bit for navigation purposes. I’m going to just use CSS to format everything else))
<TashaForge> ::follows then!:: You going to interogate the prisoner now, sir?
<JasonKorat> ((Duuuuude.))
<JasonKorat> Might as well get it over with.
<TashaForge> Mind if I join you?
<JasonKorat> Hey, the more the merrier.
<TashaForge> Good. I’d like to hear the answers to some of the questions.  He’s still got me puzzled.
<ProfClawson> <Josie>::just watches the Someone. expressionless look on her face lol is he even awake?::
<JasonKorat> ::nods, heads on over there::
<TashaForge> ::follows!::
<ProfClawson> ::enters the Bureau via front doors. sees LS at her post and goes up to her desk. this time not wearing labcoat. hair down. wearing a short plum dress with gold dangly earrings and necklace ‘n rings. matching strappy heels and sheer jacket that goes above the waist::
<ProfClawson> <Josie>::stands seeing Jase enter and salutes::
<Someone_1> :: is asleep ::
<StormcrowMerle> ::sits up abruptly and tries to look professional, and to disguise her unease at seeing who it is:: Hello again, Professor Clawson.
<JasonKorat> ::salutes back. Gave up with the, “stop being so formal” rule. XD:: How’s the prisoner?
<ProfClawson> ::smiles at her politely this time around:: And hello to you um… you. ::leans on the desk::
<ProfClawson> <Josie>::stops saluting as well:: Still sleeping, sir.
<JasonKorat> Has he said anything?
<TashaForge> ::stands by Jason. looks over at Someone::
<ProfClawson> <Josie>::shakes head no:: No sir.  He’s been unconscious since I’ve been on guard duty.
<StormcrowMerle> Merle, ma’am. ::hopes that will do for a name:: How can we help you?
<Someone_1> ((<Jase> Is he dead? <Josie> … that would explain the odor… ))
<ProfClawson> ((::DIES EW::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!::))
<JasonKorat> ::frowns, goes open the cell door::
<ProfClawson> Do you know if Captain Korat is in today? ::still smiling sweetly, but talking to her like she’s some elementary school kitten::
<Someone_1> ((<Jase> Who moved the “poking stick” ?))
<ProfClawson> <Josie>::hand on gun ready in case this guy wakes up and tries something::
<StormcrowMerle> I believe so. Shall I take you to him? ::trying to be as polite as she can::
<TashaForge> ((::snorts::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))
<TashaForge> ::walks over with him. watching Someone carefully for the same reason Josie is::
<JasonKorat> ((BRB!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Okay))
<TashaForge> ((okies!))
<ProfClawson> No no. ::opens up her purse and takes out a buisness sized envelope, it’s pink and smells like perfume faintly. not a nice pleasent gentle scent most would say. hands it to her:: Just be a dear and give this to him for me, won’t you?
<ProfClawson> ((okiee!)0
<JasonKorat> ((Back!((
<ProfClawson> ((That was quick! XD))
<TashaForge> ((WB!))
<Someone_1> ((<LS> Mmmm, new car smell))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ::takes the envelope, arches a brow at the pinkness and the cloying perfume:: Er, yes ma’am. ::gets up from the desk::
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL!))
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!::))
<JasonKorat> Hey… :sorta shakes Someone::
<TashaForge> ((<Envelope> ::has one of those lil green trees hanging off it::))
<ProfClawson> ((::busts up::))
<Someone_1> :: eyes open abruptly ::
<JasonKorat> ((::dies!::))
<JasonKorat> So you’re alive. Good to know. ::steps back a tad::
<ProfClawson> Thank you very much.  Have a good day. ::finger waves and turns on heel. saunters out of the door::
* ProfClawson is now known as JosieLyons
<StormcrowMerle> <Well, at least she was pleasant about it this time.> ::heads down the hall toward Jason’s office, envelope held at arm’s length to avoid the perfume XD::
<Someone_1> :: doesn’t move from his position :: For the moment.
<JosieLyons> ::watching, ears perked. at the ready! HOOHAH! -g-::
<TashaForge> ::glances at Josie to make sure she’s ready too. listening and ready too in case he tries something::
<JasonKorat> Good. So let’s get straight to the point. Who are you?
<StormcrowMerle> ::arrives at the office, but what-hoh, no Jason! Goes to the breakroom, and then the computer room, but still no Jason::
<JosieLyons> ((<envelope>::slowly stinking up the MBI with that horrid perfume:: <agents>::flee the Bureau!:: <Jenna>::grins goes in as her plan worked! raids evidence to see if they found that antimatter yet::))
<Someone_1> You don’t know me :: gradually sits up :: But I know you.
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!!::))
<JosieLyons> That’s not what he asked. ::then erks! shushshush! mustn’t get outta line::
<JasonKorat> ::arches a brow:: Okay. That makes SOME sense. So just give me the basics: who, what, where, why and how?
<Someone_1> Agent Lyons can be a bit froward when she’s trying to impress figures of authority. Still the same :: seemingly taking mental notes, looks to Korat :: Do you have anything to drink?
<JosieLyons> ((<Tasha> You forgot When! <Jase> Yeah.  And when. ))
<StormcrowMerle> ::finally has only one place left to check for Jase, and is not happy about it. Carefully opens the door to the cell block::
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<TashaForge> ::quirks an eyebrow:: want me to get him some water, sir?
<JosieLyons> ::frowns at him:: <Still the same…? What’s this guy’s game…?>
<TashaForge> ((<Someone> Agent Forge…I knew her well till that firey car crash.  <Tasha> …wha? ;_; <Someone> A shame I had to cause it. <Tasha> >.< ::Maimkill!::))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIIIIIES::))
<JasonKorat> ::nods to Tasha::
<StormcrowMerle> ::looks inside the block, and spies the group in the midst of what looks to be important! But wants to get rid of the nasty envelope, so waits outside, just watching and trying not to interfere::
<JosieLyons> ((<Tasha> What we dated or something?! Is that how you break up with people?! <Someone> No. You forgot my extra sugar for my coffee one too many times.  We don’t take kindly to that in the future.))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<TashaForge> ::goes to get him some water!::
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!::))
<Someone_1> :: waits for the water ::
<StormcrowMerle> ::meets the Tasha as she leaves the block?::
<TashaForge> ::sure but is in a hurry:: Hey, Miss merele. ::goes into a jog to get the water::
<JasonKorat> :to Josie:: Did he act like this when he was arrested? ::inna whisper::
<StormcrowMerle> Hey, Agent Forg- ::and she’s gone. Still hesitates about going in and disrupting whatever’s happening::
<JosieLyons> ::quietly since he whispered:: You’d have to ask either Agent Forge when she returns or Agent Lynx as they made the arrest, not I.
<JasonKorat> ::nods:: Very well. Thanks for keeping an eye on him. :beat, sniffsniffs, turns his head towards the door of the cellblock:: What is that…? ::sniffs::
<TashaForge> ::runs back bearing water! goes to go through the door. smirks at Miss Merle:: you just gonna stand out here or you going in?
<StormcrowMerle> ::to Tasha:: Um, well, I was, but I don’t want to interrupt whatever you’re doing.
<TashaForge> No no..come on in. ::smiles a bit. goes on in and heads for the cell. enters and hands the water over to Someone:: here you go. Drink up.
<JosieLyons> It’s my duty, sir. ::then blinks, sniffs air too, raises a brow and peers at the door curiously::
<StormcrowMerle> Okay . . . ::follows her inside the block::
<Someone_1> :: takes the water, drinks ::
<StormcrowMerle> ::still holds the envelope at semi-armlength::
<JosieLyons> ::notes Merle entering holding out an envelope… and the horrid smell of some strong almost musky fragrance for she-kats getting closer::
<JasonKorat> ::watches Someone, still wondering about the smell::
<Someone_1> ((<Jase> Merle! Cut back on the perfume!))
<TashaForge> ::trying not to breath too much with the smell. lol!::  You need anything else?
<TashaForge> (LOL!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL!))
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!:: <Ann> ::catches the smell on Jase:: Eu du Trapped Tom?! Who’ve you been seeing?! <Jason> No one! And, with this stuff, who would?!))
<JosieLyons> ((::DIIIES::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<Someone_1> You’re familiar with computer games, Captain Korat :: more a statement than a question ::
<JosieLyons> ((<Jase>::eeps!:: <He KNOWS of my addiction to Pac-Kat!>
<JosieLyons> ))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<JasonKorat> ((:DEAD!::)) <Jason> ::Arches a brow, shrugs:: I own a PSX2. What of it?
<StormcrowMerle> ::realizes they be talking to Someone, and becomes more uneasy. Stays off to the side still::
<Someone_1> When you play a game, after a certain amount of time you manage to progress, saving information as you go so that it is not lost.
<JosieLyons> ::wonders what does this have to do with anything.::
<JasonKorat> ::rubs his eyes:: Last I checked, everybody did that. You’re not answering my question. Who are you?
<TashaForge> ::leans against the bars of the cell, frowning. as arms crossed and wondering where this is going::
<Someone_1> What if someone, some stranger, who’s of no relation to you, came when you weren’t paying attention, and reset your game so that you’d have to start all over again? How would that make you feel?
<JosieLyons> ((<Someone> I need to learn advanced strategies to Dance Dance Revolution that were lost over the years.))
<JasonKorat> ::Rolls his eyes skyward:: I’d either strangle them or just wave it off and play all over again. What’s your point?
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<TashaForge> ::wonders if this poor guy is dilusional::
<Someone_1> The point is, I’m not talking about a game.
<JasonKorat> Then what is it? ::slowly starting to lose his cool::
<StormcrowMerle> ::listens, not feeling any better::
<JosieLyons> ::wonders if someone pressed this guy’s reset button and all relevent information was lost… and WHAT purfume Merle got ahold of as it’s tickling her nose. sneezes::
<Someone_1> My name is McGrath, and I work for you… or did, rather.
* Someone_1 is now known as McGrath
<JosieLyons> ((<Jason>::feels urge to shudder for some reason at that. thunder sounds outside::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<JasonKorat> ((<Jason> That’s it. Lyons, get “The Interrogator”. <Josie> ::gulps:: Sir, isn’t that a little too… hasty? <Jason> Do it. <Josie> ::sighs, goes to a far room with a skull and crossbones on it, opens the door, goes to a cage surrounded by bones: Uh…. you’re needed. <Cage> ::chittering from inside:: <Josie> Yes, there will be donuts. <’Coon> ::Steps out, rubs hands::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<TashaForge> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::))
<JasonKorat> ….. You worked for me. :as tho’ processing this::
<JosieLyons> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<McGrath> Did, will have, were to, going to, the words don’t really do the situation justice.
<JosieLyons> ::looks at Jase now. wonders when this guy worked for him… wasn’t for here surely, we’ve just begun at the MBI::
<TashaForge> Well why don’t you start explaining all this so maybe it makes more sense.
<JasonKorat> ::sits, rubs at his head:: Okay. I’m gonna bite. You’re telling me that… you work for me in the FUTURE?
<JosieLyons> That’s impossible. ::huffs, folds her arms::
<StormcrowMerle> ::backs away a bit, eyes wide::
<McGrath> Certainly. Let’s analyze the situation. :: then raises a hand, wagging his index finger at Jase :: Now, let’s not make statements like those. Wouldn’t want someone to think that you were crazy.
<McGrath> Strange occurences in the realm of politics, unknown creatures appearing and dispearing at will, unexplained scenarios, kats in suits taking your belongings, video of extraterestrial technology, and amidst it all, the MBI.
<McGrath> Your bureau seems a bit out of place in that mixture of items, doesn’t it?
<JosieLyons> ::puzzled look on her face as she listens::
<JasonKorat> Let me guess. You know the answer to all of this, don’t you? Maybe you can spare the Director an ulcer.
<McGrath> :: smiles :: If I cause you an ulcer, then I wouldn’t care to imagine what the truth will do to you.
<TashaForge> ::listening. eyes narrowed. not sure if this guy is for real or one brick shy of a load::
<JasonKorat> So spill it. I’m all ears.
<McGrath> The creatures. They’re not from this planet. They come from a distant world in another solar system. They aren’t what you’d describe as friendly, as you can probably tell. They harvest technology and aquire other civilizations for their biological… neccestities.
<JasonKorat> … So they’re aliens. That’s nothing new to this planet.
<JosieLyons> ((<McGrath> Not yet but you will be after a freak accident in 2020 when someone shoves a nuclear fuel rod in both your ears. <Jase> O_o; who? <McGrath> Your wife.  <Jase> WIFE? Who’s that? <McGrath> She’s A- ::clocked upside the head by a staticy creature before he could finish::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> <Sounds like something out of a cheesy scifi show.> ::but shivers, remembering being attacked in the club::
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL!))
<JosieLyons> Why in the world would ALIENS want to start their takeover or whatever this nonsence is with the MBI?
<McGrath> Of course not, just another day in Megakat City. :: notes Lyons :: Why indeed. This is after all a small, law enforcement agency, well equipped for shoplifters and dispersing parking tickets as you’ve no doubt heard.
<JasonKorat> ((::DEAD!!))
<JasonKorat> Don’t remind us.
<JosieLyons> Just answer the question, you smart alec loon.
<TashaForge> ::smirks:: Yeah…course I don’t remember them calling you a shoplifter. now as Lyons said, answer the question.
<JosieLyons> ((<Jenna> He shoplifted from MASA! And Puma-Dyne too! >.<))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<JasonKorat> ((::dies!::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<JosieLyons> ((<McGrath> I thought the Four Finger discount applied in this time here too. <Jase> ::taps foot, folds arms;: <McGrath> ::innocent smile::))
<TashaForge> ((LOL!!))
<McGrath> The MBI will be host to several strange, bizarre and quite frankly terrifying events that will shape the course of the future in ways that may seem unexpected. You will gain allies more unusual than myself, and enemies as well.
<JasonKorat> ((:DEAD::))
<McGrath> It is because ot the MBI’s role that certain events had to be manipulated to ensure this facilities early state of readiness.
<StormcrowMerle> ::gulps:: <Why oh why didn’t I go to Katlumbia instead?>
<JasonKorat> Look, buddy, I don’t know where you’re getting all this. We hardly have the funds for better furniture. How the heck does our Bureau fall into that?
<McGrath> You apprehended me. Score one for you. When I escape later today, it will be attributed to a poor security system; the result of bad city funding. You’ll receive more funds. The list that I delivered to the Director is full of enough wanted criminals to gain you noteworthy positive media attention. You will receive several grants. But the money and the public success aren’t the main item.
<TashaForge> ::Frowns:: You aren’t escaping on our watches buddy so drop that idea right there.
<StormcrowMerle> ::small gasp::
<JasonKorat> ::exchanges a look with Lyons and Forge, then back to McGrath:: You seem pretty confident about all this.
<JosieLyons> Why couldn’t you just have given us the information instead breaking and entering?  For that matter, why did you steal that device from MASA?
<McGrath> Explanation at that point would have made my pressence too high profile, which leads me back to the issue of the aliens.
<JasonKorat> Lemme guess. They’re after you. .
<StormcrowMerle> ::listens, backing up a bit more and standing with her back against a partition between two cells::
<McGrath> Not particularly. They have higher priorities at the moment, what with securitng their interests. That shimmery, out of phaze look they sport? They weren’t originally like that.
<JasonKorat> Oh?
<McGrath> No, that technology was developed right here on this planet.
<JasonKorat> The antimatter? ::taking a wild guess::
<McGrath> I wish I could say that it was stolen, but the harsh truth is that someone, several years from now, will negotiate a deal with these aliens in exchange for planetary rule here. He’s about 8 feet tall, wears a large black robe, and gave me this several days ago :: pulls shirt  down at the neck a little to reveal a large bruise in the shape of a big clawed hand ::
<StormcrowMerle> ::grimaces::
<TashaForge> ::Frowns:: Only 8 foot tall anyone I know of in a black robe would be Dark Kat.
<McGrath> I can’t tell you about the antimatter. It’s… for someone else’s ears.
<JasonKorat> ::groans, hand in face:: Why am I not surprised? And, what do you mean that it’s for someone else’s ears?! I’ve got people breathing down my neck demanding where it is!
<McGrath> You won’t be able to find it, and neither will I. It’s a contingency that should make itself available when the time is right.
<JasonKorat> ::stares::
<JosieLyons> And just WHEN is that?
<McGrath> But back to the business with Dark Kat. He believes that I tried to kill him, when in fact what I managed to do was hurry his time-table as well. Soon you’ll encounter certain… “persons” who will bare a slight resemblance to the aliens that you have already seen. This is not a coincidence.
<StormcrowMerle> ::gulps again, and speaks without thinking:: What do you mean?
<JasonKorat> ::echoes Stormcrow: Yeah, what DO you mean?
<JosieLyons> ::glances at LS lol surprised to hear her ask something. then looks at McGrath again::
<McGrath> I can’t be more specific. It will cause too great a suspicion by those who’d seek to destroy you prematurely.
<TashaForge> ::rolls eyes:: You know..for someone that is behind bars and in a whole lot of trouble, you sure do keep a lot of secrets.
<JasonKorat> ::sighs: Well, I guess that’s all he can really tell me. ::stands, goes to lock the cell door::
<JosieLyons> ::blinks:: That’s it sir?
<JasonKorat> For now.
<McGrath> You’ll come to know the answers, when you’re ready. Especially you :: looks to LS :: Keeping secrets for too long might prove a mistake.
<JasonKorat> ::Arches a brow, looks to him, then to LS::
<StormcrowMerle> ::starts to follow Jase, then freezes as she hears that last. Starts to say something, but then stops and tries to hurry out of there::
<JosieLyons> ::looks at LS now curiously::
<TashaForge> ::goes out with Jason. watches LS a moment then glances back at Josie and Jason:: Okay…
<McGrath> In the upcoming weeks, trust your judgement, Captain Korat. Apply mercy in certain situations, and you might just gain family you never knew you could have…
<JasonKorat> …. I’ll keep that in mind, McGrath.
<JosieLyons> ::goes back to where she stood originally while guarding McGrath. isn’t sure if she can believe any of this or not::
<TashaForge> ::walks toward the door to leave. still trying to figure all this out::
<JasonKorat> Its’ confusing, I know. There’s still something he’s not telling us, tho’…
<JasonKorat> What it is, I don’t know yet… but I have a feeling there is.
<TashaForge> I think there is a lot he’s not telling us.
<JasonKorat> That’s pretty obvious, but at least it’s a start.
<JosieLyons> ::stares at McGrath. daring him to leave lol! poor security system indeed! hrmph! That’s why it’s best to have a live kat guarding crazies like him::
<StormcrowMerle> ::nods to that:: So do I. But speaking of the antimatter, Captain Korat, Professor Clawson came by, and she wanted me to give you this. ::shows the envelope::
<JasonKorat> ::arches a brow, then cringes: That’s where the smell was coming from? :takes envelope, sniffs, coughs:
<JosieLyons> <pink envelope>::in pretty cursive writing on the front says “Captain Jason Korat”::
<StormcrowMerle> I’m afraid so.
<TashaForge> ::curls nose:: Pretty stout stuff.  That could knock a tom out.
<JasonKorat> ::huffs:: Thanks, Merle. I’ll go… put on a gas mask and take a look at this. :heads to his office, for sooth, opening envelope on the way::
<StormcrowMerle> ::waves her hand in front of her nose:: Okay then.
<TashaForge> Thats pretty rough. Hope he dont pass out in there. ::heads for her desk::
<StormcrowMerle> Maybe we should post a watch on him too. ::heads back to her desk as well::
<JasonKorat> ::Reads whatever is in there::
<TashaForge> ::snickers:: Maybe so. We’ll go check on him later to make sure he’s okay.
<JosieLyons> <inside envelope>::is a letter of pink stationary that matches the envelope. it reads “Dear Captain Korat, I have not recieved a call from you in concerns to the antimatter that is still missing” ‘missing’ is written as if the pen was pressed down harder on the paper XD “nor on any questions you may have on antimatter itself.  Feel free to call me at any time, Captain.  My number is included, all of them cell, office, lab and home.”::
<JosieLyons> <letter>::continued “I hope to hear from you soon, Sincerely, Professor Jenna Clawson. XOXOXO” XD::
<JosieLyons> <letter>::has all four of those numbers as well as a fax number and two email addresses::
<JasonKorat> :staring::
<TashaForge> ((LOL! Poor Jason))
<JasonKorat> ::sighs:: Once I actually FIND something… ::thinks he’s gonna have to torture McGrath to get that information. XD Goes to open the window now and gasp for air. The perfume is giving him a headache::
<McGrath> :: leans back in the MBI cot ::
<JosieLyons> <letter>::you can use me! is the source of the potent perfume::
<JosieLyons> ::wants to ask him some things, but that wouldn’t be proper procedure lol, internal battle going on XD::
<TashaForge> ::takes a seat at her desk and rubs at head a moment. still trying to figure out exactly all that was said and get rid of the lingering smell of eaude(Sp?) de skunk::
<McGrath> ::: produces a small object… thing and paper like. Holds it up, revealing a photograph. :: Primitive technology. Not nearly as detailed as a holographic projection, but … somehow more sentimental.
<McGrath> ((thin^))
<StormcrowMerle> ::retakes her seat at the front desk::
<JosieLyons> ::raises brow, peers trying to see said picture:: What are you going on about, Future Boy?
<JasonKorat> ((okay. Head is now sporting bricks. I need bed. ::huggles all:: Night!))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL! Night Sagey!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Goodnight!))
<TashaForge> ((Nights sagey!))
* JasonKorat has quit IRC (Quit: )
<McGrath> I misjudged her, I suppose. I wouldn’t be here now if not for her efforts, and sacrafice, something I didn’t really think capable of her . Of all the kats I’ve met, befriended or made enemies of, she manages to stand out for some odd reason, and technically speaking, she’s not even a kat in the biological sense.
<JosieLyons> ((<Picture>::is of Protocol:: <muns>::screeeeam!:: <Protocol>::falls over, fainted::))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))
<JosieLyons> … she a toaster then? ::steps over closer to get a better look::
<McGrath> She had her own life ahead of her, one that she’d just finally managed to establish. Her and Driver, proof that even weapons developed with the most evil of intentions could become… something more. :: sets the photo down on the cot in plain sight :: Ironic I suppose…
<JosieLyons> ((::mun just dead XD was in MoDaD’s train of thought and that’s scary! ;D::))
<JosieLyons> ::looks at the photo:: Weapons developed…? She looks like a regular kat.
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Oh dear XD))
<TashaForge> <Glitch>::Mun needs to get my bio redone. bwhaahahahaahha!–erm..yeah XD::
<McGrath> <Photo> :: shows the interior of an obscure coffee shop, with two individuals sitting at opposite ends of a table. One showing McGrath, wearing MBI related attire, seemingly annoyed, and a she-kat on the other end, with short, neck length blonde hair, an inquisitve look and a large cup of iced coffee in hand ::
<JosieLyons> ((LOL yes you do! ::is thinking since Matrix and Sypher both are around and about, the others may be too. will need to speak to Kris on that for confirmation tho to make sure it is/isn’t just those two so far::))
<JosieLyons> ::reaches the bars of his cell now to see the photo. looks at him oddly:: Let’s say you told us the truth about everything.  How is it you got here then, from the… future?
<TashaForge> ((I need to find that out too.  so I know how to write out that bio since she’s changing a bit))
<JosieLyons> ((<Dark Kat>::looks at Sypher, then Matrix, then Glitch. sighs:: Each time I create a new one, they’re more malfunctioned than the previous… ))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))
<McGrath> I couldn’t tell you that.
<JosieLyons> You can’t or won’t? ::frowns::
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<McGrath> You’re not the only one who can blow up a sedan.
<JosieLyons> ::erk scowls at him now:: Excuse me?
<JosieLyons> ((<McGrath> I can blow up WAY bigger things than that, on purpose too!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))
<TashaForge> ((LOL!!))
<JosieLyons> <Hans>::strolls into the front of the MBI now, reportin’ for duty! goes up to the desk to sign in:: Hello there, Miss Merle.  Glad to see you’re still with us.  Did you have a good Turkey Day?
<StormcrowMerle> Hello, Agent Lynx. ::a little surprised at the question:: I guess. As well as can be expected with all that’s been happening, anyway. Yourself?
<McGrath> :: stands up :: You’ll hear from me soon. :: voice distorts, then his image begins to distort, and then winks out like a TV image turning off ::
<JosieLyons> <Hans>::shrugs:: It was alright I suppose.  I take it you stayed here the whole time? ::finishes signing in::
<McGrath> <Individual> :: in full MBI attire and trenchcoat, crewcut, and shaved, exits through the lobby, carrying a large duffel bag, passing by Agent Lynx on his way out :: Good day, Agent Lynx
<JosieLyons> ::eyes widen at that:: What in the?! ::grabs up the keys and takes up her radio:: Agent Forge! I need back up, McGrath just… vanished!
<TashaForge> ::blinks. grabs her radio as she gets up and heads that way:: What?! When?
<JosieLyons> <Hans>::glances at McGrath:: Same to you- ::recognizes McGrath lol or is he in a disquise or whut?::
<StormcrowMerle> ::spies the strange fellow exiting the lobby, starts::
<JosieLyons> ((disguise^))
<McGrath> :: is not the gangly mass of hair he was when he was picked up XD ::
<JosieLyons> Just NOW! ::opens the cell door with the keys, pulls out her gun::
<StormcrowMerle> Um, goodbye, sir. ::wonders who this is, thought she knew all the agents::
<TashaForge> ::mrrs:: wonderful…::runs! skids to a stop and runs in the cell room:: Where did he go to? ::pulling gun as well::
<McGrath> <Small Disc> :: rests on the cot, and quickly turns bright red and disintegrates ::
<McGrath> :: walks out the front door, turns down and walks on the sidewalk, disapearing from view ::
<JosieLyons> <Hans>::thinks he looks familiar but can’t place his name. turns back to Merle and chuckles:: Hope he didn’t take offense… couldn’t remember his name. I know I’ve seen him though.  Here I think.
<StormcrowMerle> Really? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him. :;shrugs:: But then, I haven’t exactly been here long.
<JosieLyons> ::fires at the walls now lol and the floor in the cell thinking he went invisible. as no one screamed XD or thudded -g- notes the cot::
<JosieLyons> ::and no not at Tasha XD didn’t fire at her::
<TashaForge> ::blinks!:: Lyons! geez! you trying to kill him or something?! ::looking around though herself just in case he’s still there.
<TashaForge> ::
<JosieLyons> Just seeing if he was here is all. ::holsters gun and goes over to the cot making sure it doesn’t catch on fire as she pokes at the remains of the disc::
<JosieLyons> Well and you’re usually at a desk too. ::smiles::
<JosieLyons> <Hans>^
<StormcrowMerle> ::nods:: That as well.
<TashaForge> Well if he is I sure don’t see him.  What happened exactly?
<JosieLyons> <Hans> Well, I better get to my own desk to wait on patrolling to start.  Have a good day, Miss Merle. ::heads down hall to office area::
<StormcrowMerle> You too. ::smiles as he departs::
<JosieLyons> He was going on about some she-kat who he said “wasn’t a kat in the biological sense” or some kind of crazy talk.  Had a photo and all, looked normal to me.  Said if it wasn’t for her and her driver, he wouldn’t be here.  I asked HOW he got to be here but he said he “couldn’t say”.
<TashaForge> :Rolls eyes:: figures…He’s really getting on my nerves.  ::holsters gun::
<JosieLyons> Now what do we do…? ::bites bottom lip, hopes she doesn’t get fired again XD::
<TashaForge> I..have no clue.  ::frowns.:: I guess…go tell the Captain or Director…
<JosieLyons> ::gulps:: I suppose so… ::sighs. ears droop. shoulders slump. heads out of the cell area::
<TashaForge> ::notes that. pats her shoulder a bit:: don’t sweat it.  It could have happened to anyone.
<McGrath> ((<Sypher> Not me <Tasha> you don’t count yet ))
<JosieLyons> Yeah well, that’s what they said about the sedan.
<JosieLyons> ((LOL!))
<TashaForge> ((LOL!))
<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))
<TashaForge> ::smirks:: Yes well..still. its not like you didn’t try to stop him. This guy has given all of us the slip several times now.
<JosieLyons> And he’ll keep doing it.  He knows things about us all you know.
<TashaForge> I could tell that from what he said.  Some of that was almost scary that he said.
<JosieLyons> You think he’s really from the future?
<TashaForge> I don’t know. It sounds a bit far fetched but with what I’ve seen lately I won’t rule anything out.
<JosieLyons> … he mentioned secrets earlier… was talking about Miss Merle.  Does he not know that we know she’s a runaway?
<TashaForge> I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t.  He said a lot of things that really confused me as to what he meant.
<JosieLyons> Think we should talk to her again?  She looked worried.
<TashaForge> maybe so.  She was very jumpy in there.
<JosieLyons> ::can at least postpone speaking to the superiors for later XD heads out of the cell block now. goes down towards front desk:: We should make sure she’s alright too after all.
<StormcrowMerle> ::is seated at her desk, looking straight ahead and slightly zombie-like as she tries to mental deal with all of this::
<TashaForge> ::nods:: Yeah.  I’d hate for something to be wrong with her. She’s a sweet girl.  Very secretive and all but nice.
<JosieLyons> ::nods too and reaches the lobby:: Merle?
<StormcrowMerle> ::snaps back to attention suddenly:: Yes?
<TashaForge> Hey, are you okay? You looked pretty upset back there.
<JosieLyons> ::smiles at her a little::
<StormcrowMerle> ::uneasy:: Well, that *was* an awful lot for someone to be hit with. Aliens and terrorists and kats from the future? ::sounds a little defensive::
<JosieLyons> No kidding. ::sighs, leans against her desk some::
<TashaForge> yeah it was.  What about him saying you had secrets and all? what was that about?
<StormcrowMerle> <So much for avoiding the issue.> . . . Um . . . well . . . ::tries to think of something to say::
<JosieLyons> You can tell us now or have us find out later, Merle.  I wish you’d trust us to tell us now.
<StormcrowMerle> ::looks a little bit panicked, realizing that if McGrath really does come from the future, he might, and likely will, spill her secrets sooner or later::
<TashaForge> Yeah it could really help us unravel some of this mystery he just told us
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<StormcrowMerle> I doubt it would do *that*; I don’t know anything about aliens or time-travel. But . . . ::gulps:: I think I know what secret he’s talking about with me.
<StormcrowMerle> ((Oh dear.))
<TashaForge> ((whu oh))
<TashaForge> And what secret would that be?
<JosieLyons> Well one of those aliens were after YOU specifically the night at the club.  You might know something that is a help and not know it.
<StormcrowMerle> I don’t see how. I only arrived in this city a few months ago. ::takes a deep breath:: How do the both of you feel about . . . unusual powers?
<StormcrowMerle> ::mental wince upon hearing her own words::
<TashaForge> ::quirks an eyebrow:: Unusual powers? Um..that I’ve seen a lot of ‘em since coming to this city so nothing really surprises me anymore.
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<StormcrowMerle> ((wb?))
<_Matt_> ((ty))
<TashaForge> ((WB))
* TashaForge sets mode: +o _Matt_
<JosieLyons> ((WB!))
<_Matt_> ((a bit of a connection bump))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Ah.))
<JosieLyons> I guess it depends… on what they are and who or what is using them…
<_Matt_> ((probably too many collisions on my hub or something. S’wat happens when you don’t follow University rules))
<JosieLyons> ((LOL! shamey shamey! ;D))
<StormcrowMerle> ::nods:: Okay then. Well, I think it’s easier if I just show you. ::props her elbow up on the desk, holds her hand open, and conjures a small fireball in her palm::
<StormcrowMerle> ((Oops.))
<_Matt_> ((<LS> :: starts sounding like Beavis :: hehehehhe Fire! hehehheh… ))
<TashaForge> ::blinks. starts a bit and sits back::……..whoa…
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DEAD*!))
<JosieLyons> ((::DEAD!::))
<JosieLyons> ::erk pushes off her desk and straightens:: How… how are you doing that…?
<StormcrowMerle> For want of a better explanation, magic.
<JosieLyons> So you mean it’s an illusion?
<StormcrowMerle> ::shakes head:: No, it’s real.
<TashaForge> ::looking it over some:: Cool…how long have you been able to do this?
<StormcrowMerle> For several months now. I suppose I’ve always had the ability, but it’s only recently I’ve been able to actually use it.
<JosieLyons> Why is it that you can just now use it?
<StormcrowMerle> ::small pause:: I’ve had some training.
<JosieLyons> Training?
<TashaForge> Training? Okay…who on felinus trains people with powers?
<JosieLyons> ((<Josie> You go to Hogwarts? <LS> Of course not! Don’t be stupid. That’s all the way in England, I go to the US version.  PigSty. ))
<StormcrowMerle> ::quieter voice:: Other people with powers. I knew a friend of a friend back home; he tutored me for a while until I was able to work at it on my own.
<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<TashaForge> I see….
<TashaForge> Excuse me for a minute. Gonna grab something to drink. ::gets up to go get something to drink from the breakroom and let all that process::
<JosieLyons> ::geez read that as “he tortured me for awhile…” was like “THAT is a new twist on her backstory O_o”::))
<TashaForge> ((and mun needs bed. nights guys! ::huggles::))
<_Matt_> ((<LS> Xavier’s School for the Gifted was booked solid, so I had to go to resort to a Pyrokinetics for Dummies book))
<TashaForge> ((::DIIES!::))
<JosieLyons> ((lol likewise. X_x ))
<_Matt_> ((and, I need sleep too))
<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies* I’ve tried to avoid that; she’s Sueish enough as it is.))
<StormcrowMerle> ((Goodnight, all!))
<TashaForge> ((well then. night all! :huggles for all::))
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<_Matt_> ((<LS> :: is the chosen one ::))
<JosieLyons> ((::dies Matt:: Night all! see ya tomorrow. ^_^))
<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))