2006-01-27

In 2006 Evening Logs

Trina has looked over the information Glitch gave her concerning the cyberkats. Stormcrow finishes up cleaning the lobby from the attack of those drones when Sypher arrives from another unsuccessful hunt for Matrix (who still resides in Trina’s computer, unknown to her). A kat named Ashcoat enters the building with a filled out application seeking employment. Trina has Stormcrow show him around and gets him a uniform while she gets Sypher to take a look at those drones for a second opinion. The drone Sypher looks at says a few things concerning destruction, orders and the last thing they get it to say is “Dark Kat”.

Fletch, Josie and Joe wait at the docks for Derringer to show so that Joe can introduce the other two to Derringer. Derringer does finally show up and after hearing Fletch and Josie’s stories for wanting to join up, he gives them the benifit of the doubt and sends the three out to deliver a recent shipment of katnip to a drop off point for distrubution. During conversation between Derringer and Joe, Fletch and Josie learn that Joe not only worked for Derringer years ago, but was also a ‘nip addict. Unsettled by this, the three agree to discuss it later after they make the drop. They put tracers on the crates before they arrive to track them. The drop off goes sucessful with a purple haired she-kat who gives them the money that’s to go back to Derringer along with a message that “Enzo sends his love”. After dropping off the money, they head back to the MBI where Joe goes to lay down as Derringer had practically forced Joe to try some of the ‘nip earlier and its effects were getting to him. Josie informs Fletch of her disapproval of Joe even being an agent with his history but Fletch convinces Josie to at least talk to Joe before reporting him.

McGrath sneaks into the MBI and manages to catch Stormcrow by herself, propping the door so no one else can get in. Ashcoat and Trina rush hearing her scream as she was startled by him. McGrath warns Stormcrow that Jack Spinner from the NSA will soon be after her for her powers and that Spinner is working with the thing that’s been after her. The talisman he implanted in her has her etheral energy from five years into the future and that they want to experiment and destroy her. He quickly leaves and soon after the NSA come storming into the MBI, led by Jack Spinner. Trina tries to waylay him as Spinner wants to take Stormcrow, showing some papers claiming her to be some sort of terrorist.

Stormcrow barely manages to get away via teleporting where McGrath again finds her. He hands her a spherical object that will mask her powers as that is how they are tracking her. He also tells her to seek out Dr. Greenbox as Greenbox is currently harboring someone else like her. Stormcrow looks Greenbox’s address up at Megakat University and arrives at his apartment where she talks to him and Glitch about her situation. Stormcrow even shows them her powers, and Glitch shows Stormcrow her own, explaining who and what she is. Greenbox is confused but agrees to let her stay and that he and Glitch will help her out until it is safe for her to go back to the MBI.

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4 RPG START HA THROW YOU IN WATER SINK OR SWIM!
Wrong mun, Ash. I can’t be bribed with pixie stix
Eep.
(())
((ack! (()) Good thing I took swimmin lessons XD))
::mun is evil! -g- is tonight the night for Derringer?::
((Bwahahaha! Fel caught you guys with your parenthesis down!))
((::busts up!::))
((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
((Drat! XD))
((::SOOOOOOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))
::is reading more about those Cyberkats, frowning at all the info she ha::
((DEAD!))
((LOL))
::it can be! can say they are all at the docks waiting on Derringer?::
::is in the lobby, sweeping up glass and generally cleaning up from the attack by the saucer-things. Glances quickly over her shoulder now and then, though since she’s taped cardboard and garbage bags over the broken windows, there isn’t much to see::
((::reads that Joe is saying, “It can’t be!”, beats head… this is not a good sign here at the start::))
((::SOOODEAD! pats Kris::))
((::dies!:))
((LOL!))
::and still needs a second opinion on those drones. xD:
::enters the lobby and looks around in some surprise, has been away from the MBI for a bit… taking some time to follow a lead on Trix’ whereabouts… it didn’t pan out, obviously::
::has been hiding in Trina’s computer… unbeknownst to her, that is::
::jumps a bit as Sy enters, but recovers:: Hey, Mr. Greypaw.
::mun can be there if is cool with Fletchmun!::
Hello. What happened here?
::is so there! standing near the edge of the dock, weight shifted mostly onto his right foot. wearing a dark green sweater with cargo pants and a ballcap as he looks out at the water::
We had a . . . bit of a tangle with some unfriendly saucer-robot-things. ::doesn’t say more for the moment, not sure how to tell about Rebelde:: They were taken care of, though.
::issa in some black jeans, black t-shirt and black trenchcoat. waiting on the dock with the others!::
Oh. ::nods, is finding that these sorts of things are just par for the course at the MBI… robots, beavers, what next?::
::don’t make my mun use me! I swear she will!::
(( ::burst in the taped up the windows!:: ….. ))
((lol!!))
((:DIES::))
((LOL))
((LOL))
::wearing pair of dark jeans that flare at the legs, green ‘n white Nikes, green hoodie over white tank. hands in pockets. gun hidden on her person::
((::DIIIES!::))
((::DEAD::))
((So, can I RP even if I haven’t finished reediting Ash’ bio?))
((Go for it. We’ll see how it pans out.))
::glances at his watch, sighs, then adjusts the bill of his hat:: So where is he?
::Shakes his head, looking around:: I don’t know. He said he’d be here.
We’re going to need to replace the windows; I hope that won’t cost too much. ::continues sweeping:: Could you bring me the wastebasket? ::points to it::
::ears perked and alert. glancing around some:: Don’t think he’s set you up, do you? ::asks quietly::
Lets hope not. I don’t think he would have.
::wondering the same::
::goes to get it and brings it over to her::
::looks around, assessing the damage::
Thanks. ::sweeps some of the glass bits into the dustpan, and empties it into the bin:: Some of these shards are so small that I worry about them getting out if I carry them too far.
::enters the front door and looks around at all the mess around. To describe, he’s a kat, with the same fur coloring as the old Ash. He’s wearing a light-green shirt, blue jeans and dark blue sneakers::
((BRB, gonna run an errand. I’ll be back quick))
((Okay))
* FletchRyder has quit IRC (Ping timeout)
::turns to look at the newcomer::
::does too:: Good morning, sir. Can we help you?
Hey, Merle? ::as she walks in::
::hopes this one won’t be a scary random like some of the last::
((;_; we scared off Kutlass…))
::now looks to Trina:: Yes, Lt.?
Puma Dyne hasn’t called or anything, have they?
((::sobs! blames you CK::))
::shakes head:: Not that I know of.
((I’m sorry!))
::ears perk up, listening::
((Back))
::nods:: Because I”m starting to think the technology of those things hasn’t even been… I dunno… is invented the right word?
((WB!))
((WB))
((brb myself!))
((WB!))
::and mun is SO STUPID lol she forgot she was playing me! Was waiting for CK to bring him in for some reason XD mun need sugar today! has had none::
((::DIIIES!:: Its okay Annu. we can’t do anything till Kutlass comes online again anyway))
* Kutlass has joined #mbi_sk
((WB!))
((Gui, sorry about that. My computer had a fatal error, and is now slightly shotgunned.))
((WB!))
* Kutlass is now known as FletchRyder
((LOL no prob!))
((whu oh. thats not good))
((::DEAD, Kutlass!:: Did yuo shoot it witha leg?))
((A semi-automatic one, to be precise))
((::DEAD!::))
::soon two cars pull up. nice ones, black with tinted windows. he steps out of one of them. two thugs step out of the other. the three toms approach the three megs::
::smiles and nods:: Why yes actually. I’m a new trainee here and I was wondering if you would be so kind as to show me around? ::shows Sypher andStromcrow his bio and application form and looks around at the mess again:: and I do apologize, but did I come at a bad time?
((WB Kutlass :) ))
::ears flick at hearing the vehiculars, back stays turned to the kats however as they approach::
((back!)) ::nods to Trina:: I think that’s exactly the right word.
((Thanks!))
We were just cleaning up.
::turns to see them come up:: There they are…::walks forward some and offers a hand to Derringer:: Didn’t think you were coming.
((WB!))
Uh . . . ::glances at Trina to answer that::
::sees the newcomer:: Can I see your application?
Why yes, here it is ::hands it to Trina::
::turns to see them coming. remains where she is as Joe goes, watching tensely. face remains expressionless though:: ::grins:: Joey, Joey, Joey. You said you had a couple kats for our crew, why wouldn’t I come? ::was he told Fletch ‘n Josie were agents too?::
(( ::scrutinies Ash’s bio:: Mmhmm.. hmm.. humm.. it says here you have extensive background in “pest control?” Well, I once eradicated a colony of beavers from the basement of a house. They nearly used my limbs for their summer home. You’re hired.))
((*dies*))
((*DEAD!*))
::sho! told ‘em he trusted ‘em or something and they’d been helping him out. XD smirks:: No clue. Hiding out I figured.
::takes application and reads::: Oh yes. The Captain told me about you. Unfortunately, he’s on assignment right now. What we CAN do is get you settled… ::then to Merle:: Can you do me a favor and show him around and get his uniform and whatnot?
Um, sure, though remind me where we keep the uniforms? ::hasn’t had cause to get one::
((::DEAD!::))
::smirks after shaking Joe’s hand:: Now, Joey, I ain’t done nuthin’ wrong since I’ve been outta prison. ::glances behind him at Fletch ‘n Josie:: These them?
::goes to collect Merle’s cleaning supplies, will clean while she goes… and see about collecting more information on the recent events::
::just stand to either side and behind Derringer. bodyguards it seems for the twirp XD::
They’re in the locker room near the gym.
Ah, okay then. ::notes Sy taking over:: Thanks, Mr. Greypaw. ::turns to Ash:: Right this way then, Agent – ?
::tail swaying nonchalantly, still peering out at the water::
Yeah this is them. ::walks on over and motions to ‘em to introduce themselves just incase they arranged alias’ or something::
No problem.
::follows Joe and the thugs him. stop when they reach Josie as Fletch is further back::
Oh, I apologize for my lack of manners! My name’s Matthew Ashcoat. And you ladies are – ? ::to Trina and Merle::
Stormcrow Merle. ::small, nervous smile::
Josie Lyons. ::says finally taking a hand out of one of her pockets. offers it to Derringer who shakes it and smirks at her:: A she-kat eh? ::frowns slightly:: Yeah. ::looks to Fletch::
I’m Lt. Katrina Korat. Welcome aboard.
((er… Derringer said “A she-kat eh?” X_x))
::looks over his shoulder slightly, looking Derringer and his crew over as they come over. has a more serious than usual look on his face, if that’s even possible:: Fletch Ryder.
They been helping me at the HQ and all. I trust ‘em. They serious about this as I am.
Thank you. And…I know this sounds odd…but do you feel like we’ve met before?
::blinks:: Um… no.
Uh, not really. ::shrugs, hopes this isn’t someone from Cymric City:: Here, I’ll show you the locker rooms first.
::looks at Fletch and smirks at him:: So what’s their stories ey? Why are you wantin’ to help us, Fletch?
(( I don’t remember anything concerning throwing hot nachos on your head and grape soda down your shirt at the game last week when you dissed my team! Eh heh..))
((::DIES!::))
((::DIES!!::))
((:DEAD::))
((::DEAD!::))
((LOL))
I’m not here to help *you*, Derringer. I’m in this for the money. ::turns head back around::
((::DIIIES!::))
::sweeps the room carefully, looking for more glass… and anything more interesting::
Yes, please. ::follow Stromcrow:: Though I still get this faint feeling we’ve met somehow…
Hey, Greypaw?
::looks up at her::
You said in your resume that you’re some kind of expert with technology, right?
(( Stop stuffing evidence in your pockets like that. ::so busted:: Do it more discreetly. ::so confused:: ))
Well, where are you from, Agent Ashcoat? ::tries to think up a story if he *is* from Cymric City::
Yes.
((LOL))
((::DIES::))
((lol!!))
Then maybe you can help me figure something out?
((::DIIIES!::))
((LOL!))
I might be able to. ::goes over there::
::nods, shows him to the evidence room::
::chuckles at that;: Easy there, tom. I’ve heard about the cruddy pay they’re givin’ you all at the MBI. ::looks at Josie:: And you? Same as him? That… and I can’t stand the Enforcers for booting me out for an accident. ::grins a little, putting on a lil’ tough cookie act XD:: At least I said blowing up Lt. Steele’s car was an accident. Missing him was. ::laughs a little then looks to Joe:: Alright Joey, we’ll give you and these Megs a chance.
((did that cut?))
Me? I’m from Dellobo City. I know it’s really far away, but I liked it here enough to stay
((Yep, at “alrigh”))
::laughs a little then looks to Joe:: Alright Joey, we’ll give you and these Megs a chance.
Cool! I’ve heard of Dellobo, but I’ve never been there. When did you move to Megakat City?
::grins:: Thank you, though you already know I’ll work. I can guarantee they will too.
::follows her::
::keeps trying to think of an explanation if he could have seen her::
((BRB. Again -__-))
::shows him one of the four drones collected:: The logo says its’ from Puma Dyne, but… not even the logo is right. It looks… upgraded.
:is sorta circular, kinda like Zed in his “baby” stage::
::takes it and turns it over, eyes the logo… no, it’s definitely not the current one in his memory::
(( So are you from around here? No, I’m a . . . student worker, from . . . Dellobo. No kidding, *I’m* from Dellobo! What neighborhood? Uh . . . North Howlington. No way, *I’m* from North Howlington! Do you know Fenris McFluff? . . . Wait, there’s no Fenris McFluff in North Howlington! Why, you’re not from Dellobo City at all! . . . ))
They and you had better. Else you know what’ll happen. We’re in the big time, and the big bosses ain’t gotten any nicer.
((lol!))
((::DIIIES::))
((LOL!))
((::DEAD!::))
Yeah yeah….I know what’ll happen. I ain’t been outta the loop that long.
((Back! ::but DIES!! yes again XD::))
((WB))
((wb!))
(( So, what is it? It’s a Zedling. If it eats enough metal, it’ll grow into a full-grown Zed. ))
((::DEAD:))
((lol))
((DEAD!))
((::SOOODEAD!::))
What do you think? It looked awfully easy to take them down.
::takes out and lights a cigar. puffs on it some and exhales the smoke:: Good. Now, we’s got a bit of a job to test out your diaper dandies over there.
The logo is different… Would it be alright if I opened it up to examine its inner structure?
((lol! Sweet! I can add this to my pokedeck! ::tries to capture it with a small ball:: …))
((::DEAD!::))
Go for it. You’d make more sense outta it than me.
((::DEADDEAD!::))
((::dies!::))
((*dies* ::is a stale, hollowed donut hole::))
What’s the job? ::all serious now. Obvious he’s done all this before::
(( ::tries this with CyberKats too::))
I’ve been here for a few weeks actually, so I’m still not used to the surroundings, nor the weather for that matter ::is glad this place has air conditioning::
((::DEAD!::))
Thank you. I will see what I can learn from it.
::grimaces at that::
::keeping quiet like good thugs are supposed to -g-::
Ah. ::shrugs:: Well, I’ve been here for a few months, staying at a motel near the bus terminal. Maybe we crossed paths at some point.
Maybe you can show me what you find? I’d like to know what the heck this is beofre I start making phone calls.
(( And now, I’ll make my overly-commercialized electric little monster fight with your rock monster and ignore all “elemental wekanesses” rule, since my monster’s so “special”! Sypher, go! ::throws a little ball at the ground and Sypher pops out:: Air! Precious air! ::inhales deeply:: I was beginning to choke in there!))
::nods:: I will make a report.
((::SOOOOOODEAD!!!::))
((*dies*))
((::DEADDEADDEAD!::))
Get in with me and I’ll take you to it. ::turns now and he and the thugs go to the two cars:: Yer Megs can ride with us, Joey.
((lol!!))
::nods:: Thanks.
Maybe…and where are you from, if you don’t mind telling me?
((::SOOOODEAD!::))
((::DIIIES ASH::))
Katlumbia, up near the northern border. ::lies::
::nods and motions for fletch and Josie to follow. He gets into the car with Derringer, making sure there’s room for the others::
::turns around slowly and follows them, slipping into the back mun assumes::
(( I’ve been there! Did I say Katlumbia? I mean Outer Katgolia.))
((LOL))
((LOL XD))
(( Really?! I… ::tenses:: …have seen postcards. It’s really… snowy, isn’t it? Yes, yes, it is.))
((Lol))
((lol! Vacationed there. Kitaly? Visited a great aunt there. Swiskerland? Bank account there. ::sigh::))
((*DIES*))
It’s no trouble. ::moves to find a clear space at a table::
((::DEAD Fletch::))
::follos as well, gets in the front next to the driver as the other three are in the back.:: ::Joe is sammiched between me ‘n Fletch yep!:: ::starts driving off, the other car with the thugs follows::
((follows^))
So talk to me. Whats up with this job?
::sits onna table, watching curiously::
Oh, I’ve been there once. It should be snowy there by now, I believe. ::pauses and looks at Merle:: If you are from there, then you’ve definitely adjusted better in this weather. Someone who used to live there once told me that it took them months before they adjusted to a warmer climate
::mutters under breath:: Better not be snatching purses from the elderly.
((::DIES! Fletch::))
::a little bothered by the watchful eyes at first, but quickly becomes absorbed in his work as he searches the little robot for any entry points or screws::
::shrugs and gives a sheepish smile:: Well, I didn’t think it was that bad. I’ve visited not far north of here a few times, so I had an idea of what to expect.
Relax, Joey. you’ll see when we get there. ::chuckles, puffs on his cigar some, rolls window just a small crack to let the smoke out, though most of it doesn’t::
(( ::Attempts to show he’s EVIL AND CORRUPT! Goes steal the purse from the Auto Club old lady:: ::beats him within an inch of his life:: Whipper Snapper! I’ll have you know that I will NOT let you take my purse! ::Transforms into…. SPANDEX OLD LADY!!! And then Sage’s train of thought went up in flames after derailing off a bridge:: ….))
By the way, thanks for the use of yer place. Found one of my own finally in Twilight.
(( ::laughs maniacally while fiddling with the robot:: Bow to the master grasshopper, for you are about to be probed! ::inches away from Sypher slowly::))
((LOL))
((::DIES y’all!::))
((LOL!!))
((::DIIIIIES::))
((*dead*))
((::SOOOODEAD!::))
((::SOOOOOODEAD!:: I must create her still! ::SOOOneeds to get on that!::))
((::DIES Sage!! Spandex Old Lady, indeed XD))
((lolAsh!))
No problem. ::smirks:: Glad you found you a place though. Lots easier. ::coughs at the smoke some. ain’t used to that stuff anymore::
::is he allowed to open this thing up?::
::trying to hold his breath for as long a duration as possible without being noticable. smoking..so..unhealthy..!::
Yeah. Hard to run things when I’m mainly there. ::puff cigar:: By the way… how’s Tasha?
::driving them out of the dock area of town, heading to a rougher part of Megakat City::
::hardware isn’t too complicated. It looks more like the interior of a video game consol than anything else::
::rolls her window down some lol::
Same as she was. She’s just fine. Why? ::narrows eyes at him some::
(( ::opens robot up and in it, is a miniscule alien dingo:: What the?! ::appears out of nowhere:: We apologize but we’ll have to erase your memories of this now ::Flashy-thingies Sy and Trina::))
((LOL!))
(( I didn’t make that, Jasey-poooo! BUT I did bring you a matching leather vest for those DARLING pants! Try them on for me, please? ::giggles, turns to examine drone:: -_-; No.))
((::SOOOOOODEAD!!!::))
((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
((*dead*))
((lol!))
She know about these two joining in with you?
((::DEAD KIB::))
((::DEAD KIB!::))
* JosieLyons sets mode: +o FletchRyder
Oh, I see. Have you been to Colomyaw then? If I remember correctly, it’s close to Katlumbia
((::DEAD KIB::))
::frowns, looking it over::
((brb! getting sugary snack and more caffinated soda. XD))
Yes she does. As I told you before, she ain’t gonna talk. She hasn’t in the past and she won’t now.
::watches him work, think again about what Merle said. Someone from the future? WOnders if he’s connected to McGrath in any way::
I’m – afraid not. When my mom did get a chance to travel, she took me to see my grandparents, who lived near here. Then they died, and she didn’t have time to travel anymore. ::mostly true::
(( …Aliens.. ::flashy-thingies Sy again:: …gaa…aliens…Spock ::flashy-thingies again:: Where am I? Who are you guys? Dagnabbit Q, now you erased all of his memories!!))
((*dies*))
((::DEAD:: ::bluescreens::))
((::SOOOODEAD!:))
Oh, I apologize..I didn’t know that.. ::looks at her awkwardly::
::recognizes most of the drone’s components but some seem a little.. different from what he would expect::
((::SOOOOODEAD!!!!::))
::shrugs:: It’s okay. I was pretty little when it happened. ::doesn’t mention her father::
Need any tools?
((backerz))
((wb!))
((WB))
((WB!))
((WB!))
::frowns at him:: WHY does she know about these two joining up, Joey? I told ya to keep her outta our buisness.
::idly looking out the tinted window, noticing the change of scenery::
A small screwdriver would help.
::grabs one from the nearest one adn gives it to him::
((To go with the old tradition of saying it backwards, !BW))
So, how about your mother? Where is she now?
’cause. She’s a smart she-kat. She figured it out. I told ya. She ain’t gonna talk.
(( ::pops head in to evidence locker:: Someone call for meehee? He said he wanted a screw, not a screwball. Ahhh.. well, in that case, I’m off to sharpen pens! ::just blinks at the normalcy of the exchange::))
::ends up in a more abandoned part of downtown in the older “historic” district. bad area now. parks in front of an old gray house with boarded up windows and door. victorian style::
((^Screwdriver, gui))
Thank you. ::unscrews this and that, eyeing the circuitry within::
She’s still back in Katlumbia.
((::SOOOOODEAD!!!!:: :then comes in screaming cuz’ he accidentally stuck his tail into the electric pencil sharpener::))
((LOL))
((::SOOODEADALL!::))
((::DEAD!:: :;this is the third time he’s run around screaming today… sharpened two fingers earlier:: ))
((lol))
((::DIIIES!::))
((lol!! ::wailing:: It aches with precision pointiness!))
((::DEAD all!::))
::in mine and Kris’ techy language which would drive Seeker up a tree – all the wires a blue and connected to the whatsit, along with a small button on the thingamajiger::
((::DIES::))
((::DEADDEAD!!!!:: ::groans: That joke was sooooo pointless.))
::opens door to get out::
((::dying you all!::))
::eyes the button, checks the connections running to it, trying to determine its purpose::
::Gets out after Fletch, putting hands in his pockets and following the group inside!::
She better STAY smart too. ::gets out himself:: ::all three that were in the other car get out:: ::Exits car as well. their driver remains in that car::
((lolpun! He’s not very sharp, is he? Well, for now, on the contrary…))
What is that? ::points to button::
Ah! That’s good to hear. And for a change of topic, where are we now? ::assuming they’ve gone far from the lobby::
((::DEAD!!:: We think he’s fulla lead))
((LOL))
She will. don’t worry about it.
((lol!))
I am not sure. It might be some sort of mechanism to destroy the device.
::along with thugs leads the Megs around to the side of the house. goes in the old door there and all head down the basement, passing through a kitchen where a few thugs are playing cards. the thugs eye the new guys::
Well, it’s already “dead” anyway, so… can you see what it is?
We’re in the hall, going past the armory. ::points to the door:: I don’t think I’m allowed to go in, but there it is. And around this corner, ::turns it:: is the breakroom, ::points:: and these here are the locker rooms, where we can pick up your uniform.
(( Make it go boom! ::lean over to watch::))
::following! nods to the thugs and goes after Derringer quickly::
((::DIIES!::))
::slouching as she goes along. glances at the thugs a moment but doesn’t stare as she goes down basement after Derringer ‘n co::
::scrutinies the old house from top to bottom, then enters behind the crowd, taking account of every part of the house he passes through::
<_Matt_> ((And, back))
((:DEAD::)
((WB!))
((WB! was it a prank?))
((WB))
((WB!))
((WB!))
Are you sure?
((WB!))
((WB))
At this point, I don’t think it can do anything.
::follows Stormcrow into the locker room:: So, how long have you been working here?
<_Matt_> (( It was something like that this morning at 1:30 AM, but today someone decided to hang something via a coathanger on the sprinkler extension in their room. It broke, and flooded the east wing of the second and first floors. ))
((Oh, brilliant!))
((::DIES:: morons))
Not very long. A couple of months, give or take. So, what’s your size? ::rummages through uniforms::
((Yikes!))
((Use a coat hanger to hang coats? BRILLIANT!))
::not sure this is a good idea… but goes ahead and pushes the button::
((::DIIIIES!::))
((Gui..))
I see… And, i’m medium-sized
::looks in better shape than the rest of the house. three crates like the ones that Fletch, Tasha ‘n Hans got from Fango that time. Full of the same stuff too. The crates sit in the middle of the basement, other crate boxes that are unmarked line the room, though not more than ten::
::with big guns XD stand when they all enter. is a large basement::
<_Matt_> (( Fortunately, I live on the sixth floor, on the west wing. People lost pretty much everything in some parts. Computers, TVs, textbooks, game consoles, clothes, the works. ))
::EXPLODES! – no. Just fizzles for a few, then a garbled voice cuts on:: “… estroy… not get away….”
::glances at the guys with guns. instinctively puts a hand on his own gun::
((Oh, geez… ::wince:))
::blinks::
((um..yeah…whoever hung that coat hanger up pretty much is in some deep mess now))
((*cough*lawsuit*cough*))
((*cough*expulsion*cough*))
((::busts up:: I bet they are.))
((*cough*canoesalesman*cough*))
((::DIES!::))
((::dies FLETCH!::))
((::offers cough medicine to Fletchmun then diiiiies!::))
((LOL))
::frowns:: What on Earth?
… priority … eliminate…
((You at UNLV Matt?))
::listens closely::
::tries to outwardly pay no mind to the armed kats, though is internally on the alert::
::frowns some but sticks to Joe. alert, thumbs now in pockets so if she needs her own gun she can get it easily::
((And let’s not forget an angry mob with pitchforks and torches, Fletchmun ;P))
Okay then. ::digs out a uniform in that size:: This should work. If not, we’ll try again.
.. orders clear….
::finishes his cigar and snubs it out in an ashtray at a table that’s in the basement as well. pats the crates:: These babies need ta be delivered tonight for distribution. After our boy Fango got busted… ::glares at Joe, Fletch ‘n Josie:: we lost the last shipment he was supposed to send off.
What orders… ::softly::
You think there’s anyway to salvage it?
Hey! don’t glare at us. We can’t help he was stupid. ::walks over and looks at the crates:: WHere we goin with ‘em?
Possibly.. ::listens to see if there’s anymore::
(( What oders? ::coos to it, scritches the side of it meanwhile accessing and secretly fixing it some:: ::tells them everything:: O_o; Er… I have… a way with machenery?))
:nopes, nothing else::
::smirks at the part about Fango::
((::SOOOOODEAD “ODERS” !!!! ::expulses noxious fumes when Trina talks to it::
))
((::DIIIIIIIIIIIES!::))
Thank you ::goes in the shower room to get dressed:: By the way, the things I said about us meeting before, do you think we’ve met in a past life or something of that sort?
((LOL))
Um . . . I guess we could have . . . ::has never really given much thought to reincarnation or the like::
((::DIES at typo:: GAH))
((::SOOOODEAD!::))
* Ash_D_Wolf has quit IRC (Quit: CGI:IRC)
::adds one last thing:: … Dark Kat….
Dark Kat….?
::scowls at Joe:: Pawford and Main. And they BETTER get there this time, you get me, JOEY?
((Moops.))
::sighs:: Why does it all link to him?
::mrrs:: I got you. They’ll get there. Don’t worry ’bout it.
<_Matt_> (( If you ever want to find me: http://mattfiske.werewolfsmg.net/misc/dorm/where.jpg and it’s UNR ))
<_Matt_> ((I need a new camera… ))
* Ash_D_Wolf has joined #mbi_sk
((Ooh, scary red glowing room))
::smiles at him:: Good. You need to relax, Joey… ::opens crate and takes out a small bag of the stuff. takes out switchblade, flicks it open then slices it open a little. gets some on the knife:: Take in this. Great stuff, better’n what you was haulin’ back in the day.))
* StormcrowMerle sets mode: +o Ash_D_Wolf
((wb!))
((Ah ::noddles::))
(( ::now that she has a “map” of sorts, goes Matt hunting!!! Gets lost somewhere in Botswana when she thinks she finds a similar place, calls Matt:: Alright! Where are you? ::snicker!::))
((thankies))
((WB))
((lol))
((::DIIES!::))
((WB!))
::eyes the ‘nip, then Joe::
::Frowns:: I told ya I’m off the stuff.
::fiddles with the drone some more, wondering how Dark Kat could be connected to it… or is it an enemy of Dark Kat’s?::
((What was your last line, Merlemun?))
((er and no )) at the end of Derringer’s action/statment))
Um . . . I guess we could have . . . ::has never really given much thought to reincarnation or the like::
((::DIIIIES!::))
((lol!))
I insist… you and yer pals take a sample. ::holds knife threateningly close to Joe. easily striking distance before he could pull his peice::
Greypaw, you think you can salvage it now?
::tail flicks a couple times, watching annoyed at this guy::
::mrrs:: Alright fine, but they ain’t gotta do it. Neither of them done this stuff and they’d go all looney on me. Don’t wanna lose yer shipment cause of them. ::does de nip! ugh! ::
I will try.
Though I doubt it’s reincarnation, since there’s a low chance of remembering anything about past lives
::gets out, fully decked in his uniform:: So, what do you think?
::looks nonchalant, popping his neck some::
::nods: Thank you. ::Arms crossed:: I am not liking the direction this thing is going…
::looks him over:: I think it looks fine. Does it fit okay?
(( What do you think? Do these pants make my behind look large? Aren’t I supposed to be the one asking that sort of question?))
<_Matt_> ((If someone could maybe PM me a brief summary? I’d appreciate it ))
((I’ll do it))
((And, I think I’m gonna crawl off here.))
((LOL))
::chuckles:: That’s fine. ::says after Joe takes in some of the ‘nip:: They can try some later on should they wanna. lays the bag on the table now with a sneer:: There’s a van out back in the alley ready for this stuff to be hauled off.
((Goodnight, Kris!))
((Night Kris!))
((Kies! Night, Kris!))
((maww nights Kris!))
((Nights Kris!! :D))
((Have a good one, Kris!))
((Nights, guys!))
* SypherSK has quit IRC (Quit: You’re not weird and neither am I. We’re just gifted and people are jealous.)
::sneezes a bit, rubbing at his nose. looks at Fletch and Josie:: Lets go guys. Lets get this stuff loaded and delivered. ::grabs up a crate to haul out there!::
((::acts like one of mun’s cats used to when he’d have nip. roll around in it then purr loudly and run darting about the house from place to place all wild like chasing something for about ten minutes:: O_o; ))
Thank you ::nods:: and yes, it does fit me well
((::DEAD!::))
((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
((lol!))
::nods and walks past Derringer to take up a crate.::
::eyeing all three of them:: ::needs help with her crate lol these were heavy if mun recalls right::
((LOL))
::jez they were! totes his to the van and puts it in then comes back to help with others!::
::about to grab his own crate, but sees Josie struggling and goes to help her pick it up::
::smiles:: Okay then. I guess I should show you the rest of the place.
((::calls Joe, forgetting he’s undercover:: Hey you, what are you doing? Trina? I told you not to call me now. ::raises brow:: Er uh… she’s mah woman. Er one of mah woman, women. Don’t call me again, till I say so! ::hangs up on her;: ::FUMES!!!::))
::returns to her office, thinking about all this, then reminds self she needs to read those cyberkat reports again;:
((LOL))
((:SOOOOOODEAD::))
((::DEAD!!!::))
((::SOOOOODEAD!::))
Thanks. ::says to Fletch and carries up the crate with him:: ::gets a nod from Derringer and takes up the last crate::
::smiles back:: Please lead the way ::follows Merle::
<_Matt_> (( Interior glow explained: http://mattfiske.werewolfsmg.net/misc/dorm/inside001.jpg and http://mattfiske.werewolfsmg.net/misc/dorm/inside002.jpg ))
* _Matt_ is now known as Rilth
::walks back to Derringer:: Who’s my pickup person?
((::DIES:: Neat. XD))
((LOL! it IS Christmas all year round XDDD ::showing off his evil lair. somehow thought the lights made it more spooky::))
::helps haul the crate to the van with Josie and slides it into the back, patting his hands after it’s in::
((::SOOODEAD!!::))
::does just that:: The lockers go through and connect to the gym, and down here are the Captain and Director’s offices, and the evidence locker, computer lab, infirmary, some, uh, other stuff, and then it ends in the cellblock. ::talking as she walks and points things out::
::sits at her desk, opens up the Cyberkat file again and starts reading from where she left off::
((I remember the lights I had in my room one year for halloween. They were the neat blacklight bulbs only they fell in the middle of the night one night and beaned me and my roommate in our heads))
:: monitors the progress of the project Dark Kat has under way. Is available for interaction at muns’ discretions ::
((Ooh, that’s nice, Matt! My roommate and I tried to set up Christmas lights (just the plain white ones, but the gold glow was very nice), but they kept falling down and trying to kill us in our sleep.))
::helps haul into back of van. huffs and dusts paws off, moves aside so last thug can help:: ::came out with them, goes to Joe, handing him keys to van:: Go to the side entrance of the warehouse past the fence. Your drop off will be waitin’ for you.
((I love the pirate flag XD ))
((LOL! Nice to know someone else had the same experience as I did with the lights, LS))
::takes keys and nods:: got it. When we getting paid? At the drop?
::did report to Rilth the next morning on the time she was told XD::
((LOL how’d you hang ‘em up?))
((Which of us is “you”?))
((both XD))
::is alone and vulnerable. XD:
((Both LS and CK))
((mine were in various ways. Once was duct tape, another time was some shipping tape…nothing worked. It would work a few days then fall off the wall. wonderful, cold cinderblock walls we had XD))
((Ah. Well, we used duct tape, in long strips for extra grip. We tried to hammer hooks in, but we didn’t have a hammer or hooks, plus the walls are cinderblock.))
Like always. ::nods and pats Joe on the back:: Welcome back, Joey. ::grins and turns, throwing a smirk towards Josie ‘n Fletch as he and the thug go back inside::
::nods and remembers it:: This place is rather interesting
((Wow, what uncannily similar lives we lead, CK))
((lol ah I see))
((indeed….you weren’t like..on one of the corner rooms where it was smaller than the rest were you?))
((No . . . but our room *is* on the wall that separates two mini-halls!))
::smirks:: Thanks, derringer. ::heads for the van, crawling in and starting it up!::
::doesn’t react, merely climbing into the passenger seat of the van::
::frowns at Derringer. climbs in the back of the van with the stuff to sit behind Joe ‘n Fletch::
“Interesting” doesn’t begin to cover it, Agent Ashcoat. ::chuckles::
((LOL! close! each hallway at ours was seperated by a really short corridor of nothing that lead to the next part of that hallway. I was right on the end and in the one room that got shorted soem size cause they ran out of room on that hallway))
(( Which is my mun’s way of saying, “abuse me please”. ::glare at mun::))
((::DIES::))
((::SOOOODEAD!::))
::looks at names, frowns at several::
((Yikes! Well, we don’t have that; just walls with doors in them at zig-zagging intervals.))
((LOL))
::waits for Joe to get a drivin’!::
::chuckles as well:: And I’m looking forward to discovering how “interesting” this place is
(( Sephiroth? Bleh.))
::Drives!!! heading for the addy! rubs at his nose and sneezes again. lol! ewwww. nasty stuff!::
((::Snorts::))
((::dies!))
(( Roberrrrrrrrrrrrrrto? WHAAAAAA?))
Well, if things keep going at their present rate, you’ll find out before too long. ::looks back down the hall:: The desks are in a room behind the lobby, and right near the breakroom, if you want to get some food before you settle in.
((::SODEAD!::))
((::diies::))
::takes out cellphone, dialing a random weather information number and lets the automatic message talk as he holds it up around the van, checking for any interference from a bug::
:: then received that report from Protocol then. Monitors progress, making administrative corrections/additions where neccesary. :: Soon, everything will be ready.
You okay? ::to Joe while Fletch does his thang::
* Rilth is now known as McGrath
Yeah…I’m good. ::watching Fletch out of the corner of his eye::
::hearing no static, flips his phone shut and pockets it:: We’re clean. ::adding lowly, as he turns to Joe:: Which is more than I can say for you.
::didn’t say much to Rilth when she returned earlier that day save for “You were right” and just started working on whatever project DK has them doing. is working faster and more efficiently than the cyberdemons are for future reference in later plottages too btw. lol now mun says have fun tormenting Trina XD::
No, thank you, I already ate.before I came here
There’s several of them? ::to herself:: Does this means that there’s a program of some sort…?::
Okay. In that case, this way to the desks. ::leads the way::
((::DEAD:: Thanks, evil Fel. XD))
((you’re welcome -g-))
::looks at Joe at Fletch’s comment::
::glances in his mirrors to make sure they ain’t followed then nods to Ryder:: yeah…::Pulls over at the nearest abandoned parking lot:: One of you guys drive. I don’t trust myself right now. ::unbuckles and moves to let one of them drive::
You take it, Ryder.
::immediately gets out, rounds the front, and takes over the wheel::
(( Now wheel, you are MINE to command! ::sad the only thing he gets to take over is a wheel and not a giant metropolis::))
:: descends from above, landing on the MBI rooftop silently in a crouch ::
::rounds the front too and gets in the passenger seat, rubbing his face some:: geez that stuff is stout…
((::DIIIES!::))
((LOL))
::yawns some, stands to get some tea::
((lol! My wheel loves me, and that’s all I need! And.. this lamp! This wheel, and this lamp, that’s all I need! And.. this styrofoam cup! This wheel, this lamp, and this styrofoam cup is all I need! And- ::just blink::))
((::dies!::))
((lol))
((::SOOOODEAD:: And whoooo’s been on nip lately? ))
((:SOOODEAD!!!::))
… ::once Ryder starts ‘em up again:: What did Derringer mean by “welcome back, Joey’? ::giving him a hard look::
And all that stuff about you “haulin’” nip before?
((::dies!::))
::starting the van back up and heading for the drop point, eyes narrowed:: Yeah, when were you going to enlighten us on you and Derringer being such bosom buddies?
:: slinks over to the roof-access door, using his pirated glovatrix’s lockpick to open it quickly. Descends down the stairs, staying close to the walls. Pulls hood over head. ::
::leans back in his seat some, then looks at both of them for a second then sighs and looks forward again:: I used to work for him before I was in the enforcers. When I was a teen. Thats been a long time ago though. I didn’t expect him to make parol this early or come back to bother me.
::is returning to her office with her cup of tea;:
::goes on back to the desk room to show Ash to one::
((::attack me. pleassssse! SEE! My mun puts me in obvious harms way. Come ooooooon. do something!!!!!!))
::frowns some:: And they put you on this case? Knowing you were addicted to katnip before?
((::snordies!::)))
((::DIIES!!:: ::just leaves a post it on Trina’s back that reads “kick me” without her knowing:: OH how lame- OAW! HERTZ! Stop it! ::only agent goofy enough to do as the post-it says, kicking Trina somethin’ fierce!::))
They didn’t know. Very few do. I had hoped to keep it that way.
((::DEAD!::))
((LOL))
((lol!!))
:: reaches a junction in the halls, hears footsteps. Remains pressed agains the wall ::
((::DIIIES!::))
I could imagine my work desk being filled with paperwork soon ::snickers::
((::SOOODEAD::))
(( ::growls! takes post-it off back and slaps onto Hertz’s forehead, knocking him back some:: ::once he recovers, eyes the post-it on his not, and nerely pulls a groin muscle trying to kick his forehead multiple times::))
::small chuckle:: We shall see. ::looks around:: Uh, I guess you pick the one you want.
((::SOOOOOOOOOODEADFLETCH!!!!::))
((^head))
What about your sister? She with you too when you were with Derringer?
((*DIES*))
((::bustsup!!!::))
(( :: immerges from the ceiling, spinning mid-air and using beaver-tail to know Hertz end over end ::))
((knock*))
((::SODEAD!!!::))
((::DYING!::)
((::DIES Beaver!::))
((::Crying!::))
((LOL))
((LOL!))
( ::taught his young padawan well, he did::))
::sets tea on desk, then think again, frowning about the recent events leading to Dark Kat. The cyberkats, the drones…::
No. She was off doing her own thing, though she was never far away. She’s who got me out of it in the first place. Got me some help. I’ve been clean and on the straight and narrow since. ::weeeee! look at all the preddy colors! has this sudden urge to run around the van or something. lol!::
((LOL!))
I think I like this one here ::picks a desk near the window::
((::DIES JOe lol!::))
And your folks? Do they know?
::boy I’m nosy aren’t I? XD::
::yes you is! nosy girl! XD:: Yes they do.
Forge, withholding information like this could seriously jeopardize what we’re trying to do here. You shouldn’t have taken the ‘nip. There’s always another way out. How are we suppose to trust you if you’re just going to be giving in to Derringer’s “insisting” and get hooked again?
Looks good to me. ::glances around:: Well, if you need anything else, I’m usually at the front desk. Speaking of which, I’d better go back and help Mr. Greypaw clean up. ::smiles:: Good luck.
You try tellin’ him no with a knife in your face. ’sides..you want me out, I’ll get out. I just wanna see you keep his trust when I’m not on the case.
:: once it’s clear, continues down the hallway covertly until reaching the entrance of the room where the desks are that LS and Ash currently occupy. Stays off to the side ::
Thank you! And it was nice meeting you as well, miss Storcrow ::smiles at her::
You shouldn’ve have taken the case to begin with! Not going undercover like this anyway. ::folds arms::
::nods her head, and heads out the door toward the lobby::
It isn’t worth it if you end up back where you were, Forge. It isn’t.
I didn’t think we would run into my old boss. He was locked safely away in prison and as far as I was concerned I thought my work would be to get more dealers off the street to stop this from happening to others, not to face him again. Whats done is done. I ain’t going back the way I was. Don’t worry about that.
:: once LS exits that room, springs forward, closing that door and jams a sharp object into the knob, disabling its operation :: Stormcrow
::small scream:: You!
((::puts a post-it on the back of LS that says “Smite Me!” and crawls into vent with the Beaver and ‘Coon to watch the fun insue on this one::))
They’re coming for you. They know.
((:SOOODEAD::))
((::grabs her, kisses her, leaves her a rose and leaves!:: ::all in shock, then dreamy eyes:: wow…..))
((ensue… insue? MARYSUE?! ::mun can’t spell::))
((::DIES!!::))
::backs up toward the wall:: What are you talking about? Those robots? Did you send them?
((LOL! ::Pats Annumun::))
((*DIES*))
::hears LS scream:: Miss Stormcrow, what happened? ::tries the door but can’t get it to open:: Hey, what’s happening out there?!
::overhears the commotion, rushes over there::
We can hash this out later, right now, we’ve got to put some trackers on those crates and dump them on whoever’s picking them up. We’ll have to let this shipment get by to impress Derringer, but we can still trace where the product ends up.
::nods at that.::Right. Josie, you wanna plant those trackers so we’re sure its done right?
Jack Spinner is a rogue agent. He’s in collaboration with that thing that’s been chasing you. :: looks over should briefly, then turning back to her :: He has a warrant. He will detain you, and he’ll have you subjected to tests and experiments to remove your powers and destroy you.
What?! ::eyes wide and scared, backed up against the wall:: Why *me*?
::sees Ash:: What is going on in here?
Sure… You have them?
::on corner of Pawford and Main, old warehouse but in use. several vehicles parked in the lot. a few kats linger behind one of said vehicles which is parked underneath a busted out overhanging light off the side of the warehouse.::
I’m not sure, I heard Miss Stormcrow screaming, but I can’t get this…door…open! ::bumps his shoulder on the door::
::digs ‘em out of his trenchcoat and hands ‘em back to her:: here. Quickly now. we’re almost there. ::Rubs at his face some more::
(( I thought you had them? ::points at Josie:: I thought he had them? ::points to Fletch:: The cookie disguised tracers? I thought he had them? ::points to cookie monster devouring something in the very back::))
Because *it* can’t harm you, and you can harm it. That talisman that’s been absorbed into your body, it carried your etherial image from five years in the future.
Stormcrow? ::knock on door::
What’s going on? Who’s in there with you?
((::DIIIES!::))
::just gapes at that for a moment:: . . . McGrath, what *is* that thing?
::takes themfrom him and quickly plants each in each side of crate, putting them in a knothole that happened to be in the wood on two of them that had ‘em. third stuck underneath in a crack::
((::DIIIES!::))
((LOL))
There’s no time. :: noting the knocking and the inquiries :: Jack Spinner will arrive soon. The MBI won’t be able to stop them.
::drives slowly, checking on Josie’s progress in the rearview mirror before turning into the parking lot in front of the warehouse and coming to a slow stop a few meters from the vehicle with all the kats behind it::
Then what am I supposed to do? ::scared voice::
(( And who is he? A ballerina from the future? … I need to remind myself why you are our last remaining hope… ))
((::dies!::))
((LOL))
((lol!!))
Done. ::says just as they turn into the lot::
MERLE! ::bang on door now::
((LOL))
That is your decision. :: backing away, taking off down the hall ::
::gets out as they stop. walking towards the kats standing there::
Hey, wait! ::starts to follow him::
(( I want to *live*! ::proclaims majestically, clenching fist in the air.. right before Trina and Ash kick the door open and it whaps her::))
((::DIIIIES!::))
((::DEAD!!::))
((::DEAD!:))
((LOL))
::note them showing up. put out their cigarettes on the ground as three approach the van.::
::gets out as well, eyeing the other kats as he leans against the front of the van::
((::DEAD!!!::))
::keeps his voice low:: We got the stuff.
:: rounds a corner, disappearing from sight ::
::gets out of the van as well crawling between seats and out the way Joe went::
::and he be gone:: I – okay . . . ::then remembers the others calling, and hurries back to open the door::
Merle? ::once she opens teh door:: What happened?
:: tire screeches can no doubt be heard as several black sedans fill up the lot ::
McGrath happened. ::holding her arms fearfully::
Yes, what happened? I was worried when I heard you scream
He said Spinner is working with that electric thing that attacked us, and that he’s going to come and try to – ::hears the tires screech, groans fearfully::
::she-kat with grey fur, wearing black pants that cut off mid calf, purple boots, purple top showing off her midriff under a long black trench coat. choker with a lock on it. has hair pulled back into a braid… hair is purple.:: You “Joey”? ::she asks Joe as he spoke::
::Smirks:: That’d be me. Where ya want it?
::stare, then eyes narrow as she hears the tires screeching, takes off towards the entrance::
* McGrath is now known as Jack_Spinner
::in times of crisis, does the only thing she can think of: runs. Specifically, begins making her way back toward the gym::
::eyeing them all with narrowed eyes. smirks:: My boys will unload it, after checking ‘em over of course. ::two of ‘em open the back doors. then they and four others unload the stock. a couple of ‘em look like they’re users::
Of course. Where’s the money?
:: exits sedan with several similarly suited agents in tow, several wearing backpacked-cylinders with hoses and hand-held retardant projects. Others are carrying small radar-dishes with digital displays :: Seal off the perimeter. No one leaves!
((projectors^))
No taste-testing, yet, boys. ::said to the thugs in the back, as he oversees their unloading::
::follows Trina:: Who is this McGrath? What did he do to make Miss Stormcrow upset so much, and what did she mean by those ‘electric things that attacked us’?
((::blinks. soooo needs to take out conatacts. read that as “hand-held retarded projects”::))
::set the crates down by the vehicles, checking them over thuroughly, open them up and quickly begin dividing them up:: Don’t worry. They know better. ::says to Fletch. reaches in her coat pocket:: ::pretends to care less about anything, save the money as she eyes the leader::
((::DIES::))
::is standing at the entrance, eyes narrowed towards Spinner: Its’ a long story. If you want to experince your first mission here at the MBI, don’t let these creeps come in.
::holds out hand to her for her to fork the dough over::
:: surround the building, whilst others begin to group at the main entrance ::
::starts to go out the gym door::
::pulls out envelope and hands it to him:: For a job well done.
^
:: has several suits outside it, visible via the transparent section of the door ::
::is full of money, the cost for a first job like this::
::holds her ground, ignoring other suits for now. Knows she can’t stop them all. Besides is more interested in their ‘leader’::
(( I knew I should’ve taken a PhD instead, but noooo I had to pick Law Enforcement! I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that))
((::DEAD::))
::sees the suits, and gulps:: ::then remembers the other trick she discovered when first learning her powers, the side-effect of the fire. Hasn’t studied it much while in MKC, because of the risks, but now feels she has no choice::
((LOL!!))
::Takes the money and smirks:: This our cut or some of this going to the boss?
:: approaching first :: We’re hear for the apprehension of an Elizabeth Stormcrow. :: holds up official looking papers ::
alright, what’s your plan, miss? ::whispers to Trina::
((here^))
Under WHAT authority, Spinner?
::last name is Selkirk, if it matters::
::Stormcrow is a nickname::
::takes several deep breaths and looks out the window, concentrating on a point as far down from the suited kats as possible while still being in visible range. Entire body begins to become glowy-shimmery, almost like solid fire::
:: has only alias to go by, i.e. the information derived from his “source.” :: National Security. The individual you are harboring has been discovered to be a rogue terrorist, with ties to various incidents of domestic destruction. She is very dangerous.
That’s your cut. And for the boss… ::snaps fingers:: ::comes over to her and holds up a breifcase to Joe:: That goes to Derringer. Tell ‘im Tony sends his love, since he didn’t screw things up again with sloppy doped up failures.
::ah, okays::
((UGH the first one was ^))
((Er make that ENZO sends his love too. LOL mun off tonight))
((::getting my crime bosses and gang members mixed up lol::))
She’s a Megakat Agent. Her powers are of value to us and are kept under control unless needed. Up until now, we haven’t had any use for such.
(( ‘ey! Leave me outta this!))
((LOL! ::issa sorry XD don’t wack me Tony!::))
::were anyone watching, her shape appears to be condensing to a center point, becoming brighter as it becomes smaller::
::pockets his cut and then takes the briefcase. smirks:: He’ll get the message. ::turns to the others:: lets roll. This place issa dump. ::heads for the van to get in and go!::
She has concealed her prior record of activity from you, utilizing her position as an agent of your bureau to further an independent agenda related to the destruction of major city facilities. Step aside, or you will be charged with obstruction of justice.
::shuts the back, and climbs back up into the driver’s seat, starting the engine::
YOU have taken away property vital to our investigations! You have no right to be trespassing afer the first time.
::stays silent, and lets Trina handle this, feeling that he might only make things worse if he speaks up::
((Yeah, I’m not making sense. It’s almost 3. My brain is in “going to sleep soon” mode::))
::have sense gotten things divided and are driving off save for a couple of cars:: ::smirks at them and watches the Megs go:: ::gets back in the back of the van again::
((since^))
::gets in and sets briefcase by his feet:: head back to Derringer’s. we’ll drop this off then go get my ride and call it a night.
::pulls out of there and heads back for Derringer’s::
::finally reaches a fire-white pinpoint of light, which *zips* through the air in a straight line like a laser, passing through the door, any suited kats who might be in the way, etc. with almost no apparent sensation or effect, aside from maybe a tingle of heat if anyone gets hit. Also not really visible, except perhaps as a tiny, momentary flash-line of light::
The property siezed exceeded your jurisdictional authority and was obtained via court order. :: off to Spinner’s side, brings fingers up to receiver in ear. Listening, then speaks up :: Sir, they’ve detected “activity.” We’re done with this :: attempts to push forward ::
::waiting for them in the house they were at before::
Hey, wait just a – ::is pushed beside by Jack::
::aims her gun at Spinner:: Don’t take another step.
::heeeeee! trying to contain feelings of wanting to roll and run! XD::
::LOL stay with us, man! don’t go freaking out now -g-::
::mun has been putting more thought into the teleporting process, trying to make its mechanics clearer and give it more fallibilities::
:: stops in his tracks :: :: the dozen or so gathered there draw their guns and take aim ::
::silent the entire way back, pulls in front of the old house and cuts the engine, stepping out::
((And I need to go soon))
So what’re you gonna do, Spinner? Shoot me? It’s already clear that you’ve got something to hide.
::gets out, grabbing the briefcase and heading inside with it::
“”motions to Ash to go help Stormcrow::
::exits and approaches the trio, grinning. meeting them halfway:: ::exits the van again. waits at sidewalk though for Joe::
::goes up with Joe, keeping close::
I see things went smoothly. ::reaches out for the case::
Sir, the activity has left the building, heading south. :: whilst aiming gun, realying messages over receiver :: :: takes a step back :: This isn’t over :: gestures, then goes with :: :: pack up and head back to Sedans, begin heading south ::
::if the flashline is not impeded by those who know how to, then reappears outside the gym, a ways past the suits but still in sight, with the light-point stopping and quickly flashing back into her whole shape::
::hands case over:: It did. she said to tell you Enzo sends his love.
:sighs;;
::nods and slips inside, looking for her. doesn’t know about her teleporting powers, so can’t find her. Slips outside once again:: She isn’s not there anymore ::to Trina::
:: can be seen zooming overhead ::
With any luck, she’s far away.
::laughs at that happily as he opens the case to glance at the money inside. shuts it back quickly:: Wonderful job. Never forget your training, do ya Joey? ::pats him on the shoulder:: You and these two did great. I’ll contact you in a few days for another task.
((She isn’t not inthere anymore indeed! Bad grammar mun!! ::baps head::))
((XD))
::hears sedans approaching, and helicopter:: ::starting to get panicked, takes the plunge and flashlines again, an even farther ways down the street::
::Grins:: I look forward to it. Don’t ferget to be talking ’bout me to the higher ups. I’m ready to move outta these runs and to something bigger.
:: riding in the Sedan, giving orders over the radio :: “Set up a perimter around the last known position of activity. Keep monitors attuned to her etherial frequency.” :: respond acknowledgements. All hesitate to question the origin of their latest technology, let alone how Spinner knew what frequency to use ::
Patience, Joey, patience. I’ve been outta the game for a few years, you know that. Gonna take a bit for me to get some clout again like before.
::nods:: I hope so. Those men are rather…unpleasant, which is the lightest way of saying it
My driver there will take you all back to the docks for yer ride.
Don’t remind me. ::huffs, turns tail and heads back inside. Needs to talk to Mark::
((And, I gotta jet, guys))
::nods:: I understand. Thanks, man. ::turns and goes to the group:: lets go home. ::goes to get into the car with the driver::
((Night Sagey!))
((maww nights Sagey! ::huggles::))
:: begins to hover above LS’ position :: “Visual confirmation of Suspect confired
((:hug all::Nights!))
::shrugs and goes back inside, hoping things will work out in the end::
::flees for her life through the city, flashlining around in zigzags in a not-quite-sane state::
” :: relays coordinates ::
((Nigths Sage!))
((Goodnight, Sagems!))
((confimred^))
((GOodnight, Sage!))
::gets in the car on passenger’s side with driver again::
((confirmed even))
((Anyways, I gotta go myself, so nights all! *hugs to all*))
* TrinaKorat has quit IRC (Quit: )
((nights Ash!))
((Night Ash!))
::gets in the backseat, more comfy now without derringer. lol!::
((Goodnight!))
((Have a good one, Ash!))
((Thanks, same to you Fletch))
* Ash_D_Wolf has quit IRC (Quit: CGI:IRC)
::gets into back::
:: zooming down the streets, lights flashing, following LS ::
::takes off once they’re all in. looks bored he does. XD drives them to the docks after proper amount of time::
::flashlines across a block of buildings to the street on the other side, a very wild and dangerous thing to do, but is desperate::
::gets out again! waits on the others to get out as he walks to his truck::
::gets out once the driver’s stopped at the docks, and shuts the door::
:: on the other side, where that street is, reaches out from a darkened alley and grabs LS by the shoulder, pulling her back ::
Agh! ::is yanked back::
::gets out as well, and goes with Joe to his truck:: ::pulls on out and drives away::
(( Psst! Hey kid, wanna’ smoke some *candy*? Uh.. I’ve got the typhoid?))
((::DIIIIES::))
((LOL!))
((::DIIIES!::))
Feeling any less doped up? ::as they’re walking::
::glances at the boys at that question. stops at truck, waiting for Joe to unlock it ‘n let them in::
::pulls out his keys:: nope..that stuff still going. ::Grins:: Better than it was back in the day. ::jingles keys a bit:: someone else want to drive?
You can take it, Ryder. ::offering that to him again::
::holds his hand out for the keys, not looking all that amused::
They can track your teleportation. :: reaches into coat, withdrawing a spherical object :: This will disrupt their tracking equipment. :: turns it on, hands it to her :: Now, leave. Don’t go back to the MBI for at least 24 hours.
(( Or operate heavy machienery either. ))
Lighten up, Ryder. Geez…::hands over the keys and goes around to get in:: At least I’m sensible enough to give over the keys.
::takes it, shaking a little:: Where should I go?
((lol!))
::gets in the truck, will sit between them both::
(((::DIIIES!::))
::says nothing, merely climbing into the driver’s seat, adjusting the mirrors and such, and takes off for HQ::
:: thinking for a moment :: Dr. Greenbox at MKU. During this time period he has had a record of harboring individuals such as yourself.
::sits back in his seat again, staring out the windows lol! end of tail twitching some::

Yes, at least your sensible in something. Too bad it wasn’t getting in on this whole mess to begin with.
:: seems lost now :: “Sir, we’ve lost visual” :: note their equipment no longer detecting her ::
::a bit surprised at that:: But if he does, won’t Spinner know that too?
::growls a bit:: LOOK! If you want me off the case then fine. just say so…geez…
Spinner doesn’t know what I know.
::gulps:: All right, I’ll try to get there. How far is MKU?
For someone like you, not far at all :: withdraws a jumpline, and fires it upward, quickly ascending ::
::snaps head to look at him:: Well I do. I should submit a report first thing in the morning to the director and inform him of this. ::miz rules::
^
You want me to leave everything out? I’m not lying anymore for any case at any time for anyone.
:: frowns, calls off the search :: “We’ll catch her eventually.”
Put in what you want. I don’t really care anymore. ::Rubs at eyes some::
::Spinner better stay away from my newfound daughter lol him and Dark Kat::
::yes! no be mean to me and my daddums!::
::watches him go, then holds the sphere close against her heart and peeks out, trying to get her bearings and see that the coast is clear. When has both, begins flashlining down the streets again, looking for MKU::
It’s too late for that decision to be ours. ::speaking calmly, trying to alleviate the tension:: You leave now, and Derringer will get suspicious and our investigation will die right here. We need you to stay on, but we also need you with a clear head and without any more surprises.
::doesn’t work at Megakat University much. office is unkempt as is his lab. it’s evening so he’s not in::
::info probably in there with his home address on it though. she just has to look for it in his office. -g-::
There ain’t any. I just want you two to know that I never planned on doing anything wrong here. I hadn’t planned on any of this happening this way…
That’s when you get in trouble.
::does arrive sooner or later, perhaps by asking a random for directions. Asks for his office, blah blah blah, probably looking a bit scary in her franticness, and goes to the office, finds it empty, yadda yadda, gets the address::
((LOL! Travel at the speed of yadda!))
((LOL))

::some apartment many blocks down from the Megakat University::
::groans at the distance, but does have her powers, so heads thataway!::
Yes well…I’m sorry if I disappointed you guys. I’m just like the rest of us at the MBI. Trying to have a second chance.
::some time later, shows up on Greenbox’s doorstep::
::sighs at that and just looks ahead out the window to avoid looking at either one of them::
Let’s just leave it at that for now. ::as they pull up to HQ, parks, cuts the engine, and tosses Joe his keys back::
((::beans Josie upside her head as she leaned forward a bit::))
((lol!!))
::catches:: Thanks for driving, Ryder. I appreciate it. ::Gets out, holding the door open for Josie::
((LOL!!!))
((lol))
::apartment is an older house made into three apartments. stairs lead up to second and third floor. Greenbox lives on third floor::
::gets out after Joe:: Thanks. ::says quietly and heads inside the MBI::
::but simply nods to his remark::
::goes up the stairs, then, and stops at the door there. Hugs the sphere close, then rings or knocks or whatever::
(( ::tells a dramatic tale of Jack Spinner and how he called the Beaver up to deal with him but he and the ‘Coon were battling it out so that was a no go::))
::shuts door and locks it all up. follows them inside, staying quiet now::
((::DIIIES!::))
((lol!!))
::you home, Greenbox or want me to get that?::
((LOL))
::is home! is in the bathroom though XD:: Can you get that, Tessie? ::calls out::
::enters MBI and heads to the ladies’ locker room to shower up. feels dirty from delivering that stuff and the places they went::
((And, that does it for me tonight. Nights all!))
((Night Matt!))
((Goodnight, Matt!))
::notes the two quite partners, and hangs back with Joe:: I think some trust has been lost here today between you and your partner. I wouldn’t recommend today to do it, but sometime, preferably before seeing Derringer again, you should probably talk with Lyons.
Sure thing, dad! ::wassa trying to make some organization out of the chaos that is his inventions. lol! opens door for her, looking curious:: Hello?
((Nights!))
((Have a good one, Matt!))
::blinks:: Miss Reed?
* Jack_Spinner has quit IRC (Quit: CGI:IRC 0.5.3 (2003/10/29))
::ha! that’s a major task even for a cyberkitty::
::nods to Ryder:: Thanks. I’ll do that. Once I’m in the right mind again, I’ll talk with you too…we’re all in this one together.
::smiles:: Miss Merle. What brings you here?
::clean the dirt and guilt away @_@ showaaaaah::
Uh, I was looking for Dr. Greenbox . . .
He is occupied at the moment. Would you like to come in though? ::motions inside::
Yeah, that would be good. ::walks inside:: Please close the door, quick.
::blinks. peers outside a moment then shuts the door:: Why? what is the matter? ::Curious look again::
That’s right. ::as they enter the building:: Now go get some coffee or something. You look terrible.
::smirks:: Thanks. Think I’ll go lay down or something. I can feel myself starting to crash off that stuff finally. Ugh…thank goodness I can’t stand that stuff anymore. Take care, Ryder.
:: washes hands up and dries ‘em off. exits bathroom. wearing pair of dark brown khaki pants and a white button up shirt with sleeves rolled up. in his socks and brown slippers. comes down small hall and enters living room which is about the only clean and organized place in the apt. as computers and gadgets and papers are in the place at various piles and such::
::swallows:: There are some . . . some people who are looking for me. Enemies. I was told they want to capture me and find a way to kill me, and I believe it. I managed to get away, though, and I was also told that Dr. Greenbox takes in “refugees” like me.
(( Thanks, you’re preddy toooo, Trina. ::tries to kiss Fletch now as the ‘nip has taken full effect:: BLECH! ::flees!::))
Yeah. You too. ::watches him go off, rubs the back of his neck, then heads for his desk::
((::DIIIIES!::))
((LOL))
((LOL))
::frowns some:: Like you? ::looks at Greenbox as he comes in:: Dad, Miss Merle here seems to be in trouble.
::goes on to the breakroom, getting himself some milk and drinking that down, then lays on the couch to sleep some::
* Joseph_Forge is now known as Tessie_Reed
::raises a brow:: “Dad”? Oh, I didn’t know you two were related.
::blinks at that, adjusts glasses:: Miss Merle? I’m sorry but I’m only teaching one class at Megakat University this semester, and it’s full.
::thinking she’s a student there wanting to add on his class lol::
::shakes head:: I’m not here for a class, Dr. I’m too young anyway. I’m here because I was told you take in “refugees” with . . . abilities.
::finishes up her shower and such. is back in uniform. goes back to the desk room now if Fletchmun wanting to play still::
::goes to stand beside Greenbox and listen!::
(( ::teaches Survey of Evil Plots 101::))
((LOL))
((::DIIIES!::))
::can’t help but laugh a little:: I take who now with what? ::quirks brow::
((::DEAD!!!::))
((::the future of Megakat City’s evil attend this class!:: ::getting straight A’s!::))
((::DEAD!::))
::notices Josie come into the desk room, looking damper, mildly curious as to how she’s taking this::
::nods:: I can’t say too much about it. Heck, *I’m* not sure what’s going on. All I know is, there are some kats who are after me because of powers I have, and they’re going to kill me if they find me.
((lol!!))
((LOL))
::turns head curiously:: Powers? Are you a cyberkat? ::Trying to detect her now if she can, or whatever it is they do but of course can’t so…::
::takes a seat at her desk and begins pulling out paper and pen to begin writing up her draft of her report. glances at Ryder then looks down at her desk. starts writing:: Go on and say it.
A what? No, I’m – I guess you could call me a pyrokinetic, although I don’t think it’s science-based.
::looks at her seriously:: What.
::nudges her like “don’t say that, Tessie!” LOL:: Tessie, how about you get Miss Merle something to drink? What would you like? ::to Stormcrow::
Um, some cream soda would be good if you have any.
::not looking at him as she continues writing:: I had no right to get on his case.
::blinks at the nudge then looks at Greenbox:: I do not know if we have that form of drink, unless you have purchased some without my knowledge.
::takes on a bit of a puzzled expression at that:: What makes you think that?
We have soda, not cream soda though. Is that okay?
::nods:: That’s fine.
::sighs and stops writing. looks up at him:: After our last conversation… concerning my opinion of Hertz and what you said to me about us all making mistakes… ::trails off::
Very well then. ::goes to the kitchen to get a soda! ::
::holds her arms folded, with hands on the elbows, looking worried and uncomfortable::
::goes over near Merle and takes a seat:: Who is this that is after you and… how do you know they are?
^
(( Oh…just look outside. ::Does so. sees helicopters and cars everywhere:: hm…thats a pretty good way of knowing someone is after you..))
((::DIIIES::))
::returns with the soda and hands it to Stormcrow:: Here you go. ::offers a small smile. goes to sit down::
Oh. That. ::clears throat some, adjusting himself in his seat:: Well, all I want to say this time around is that a little feline comopassion is in order here, no matter how betrayed we might feel at the moment.
(( Oh no! They’re going to take me back to the nuthouse!!! ::grasps his hair! runs around in circles:: I can’t go back, I’m sane I’m sane! I have papers saying so! ::grabs computer keyboard and gets under table. sucks his thumb clutching it to himself::))
((::DIIIIIIES!::))
((lolhelicopters!! Sure it’s not Publisher’s Clearing House? Last time I checked, they didn’t carry advanced tracking devices and weapons. ..Sure you’re not on COPS?))
((lolGreenbox!))
His name is Jack Spinner. I don’t know exactly were he comes from, but I know he’s connected to the Megakat Bureau of Investigation somehow, a traitor or the like. I know he’s after me because an . . . associate of the Bureau told he would be coming to the Bureau with a squad to arrest me, and then he did, but I managed to slip away. They chased me through the streets, until the same associate told me to go find you.
((*DIES*!))
((::DEAD!::))
::figures that while she’s in a situation where things can’t get any worse, she might as well tell the whole truth::
I can’t trust him… even if he is sincere in not wanting to get back on the ‘nip which I’m sure he is but… He may comprimise this assignment, Ryder.
((::DIES!::))
But… why me? I know nothing of pyrokenetics… do you really have power over fire? ::looks at her curiously. smiles at Tessie as she sits back down then looks to Stormcrow::
::nods:: I do. Should I show you? Don’t worry; I don’t need to actually set anything on fire.
::curious still, watching her and listening. processing alla this. trying to make sense of it::
As for why you . . . well, you were what the associate said when I asked where I should go, and I don’t have anywhere else.
Alright. ::nods for her to::
I know. But the fact of the matter is, we don’t really have a choice. We’re in now, that’s what we wanted, and we got it. Now, to stay in, there’s probably more leery things that Joe or even we will have to do. The question is, can you accept that risk?
((::adopts Stormcrow as another daughter. is asked at work if he’s running an orphanage now::))
::holds up both hands, palms up and fingers spread, and forms a light fireball in each hand. Makes them change color a little::
((LOL))
((lol!))
“Leery” things? I can… I can deal with delivering ‘nip as we’re keeping tabs on it for the greater good.
((::DIIIES!::))
::eyes widen at this!:: (( why are there so many girls with cool powers in this city?))
::blinks at that, sitting up some more:: Dad….how is it possible a biological being is capable of this?
((LOL!!))
(( Just what IS in those Girlscout cookies they’re selling anyway?))
((lol!!))
((LOL!))
::wonders what Tessie means by “a biological being”, but decides that she’s not in a position to ask questions::
((LOL!!!))
That’s a good question… how is it you’re able to do this, miss Merle? ::lots of questions come to mind he doesn’t know if he should ask XD like “did Dark Kat create you too?”::
Good. If you can deal with that, I think you can deal with talking to Forge one-on-one and getting some of this on the table.
To tell the truth, I don’t know how I’m able to do it. I call it magic, for want of a better word.
Then you were not created by someone such as Dark Kat? ::i’ll ask it then! XD::
Huh? No! Of course not.
I’m a normal kat. I just happen to be able to shoot fire out of my hands. ::weak chuckle::
But… standard procedure would dictate that we just drop the case if there has been a situation to arise that could endanger it and those involved.
(( ::actually just carries around flamethrowers concealed up her sleeves all the time. she had an accident at Pumadyne involving them and some glue, and she’s forgotten all about them::))
((::DEAD!::))
((*DEAD*))
No one … experimented on you? ::mun laughs Tessie’s boldness::
((::DIIIES!::))
::shakes head firmly:: No, I swear.
::Frowns. cringes some at that. doesn’t like experiments and all now thanks to DK::
You are lucky then.
Er well I suppose I can keep you here for a little while then… but tell me, where are your parents?
I suppose – wait. ::gives Tessie an odd look:: Did someone experiment on you?
::Hey now! you drop the case and my life and my parents and my sister’s life could be in danger!::
I AM an experiment.
Lyons, I think any time spent with Derringer could be classified as a dangerous situation. That’s just a part of the undercover work. Talk with Forge, hear what he has to say, and then after that, if you’re not convinced that we can pull this off, I’ll be with you to request the Captain throw out this assignment.
My mother’s outside the city, and I don’t want her to get involved. Enough people are in danger already. ::again, doesn’t mention her father::
Oh of course not don’t be silly. ::quietly:: Tessie. ::like SHHHH XD::
::gives Tessie an O_o look:: Uh . . . okay . . .
::clueless look at Greenbox:: What? She is like me, dad.
::sighs at him. puts elbow on desk and leans face into palm of her hand:: Fine then… but when he’s come off his ‘nip high. ::grumps::
Not exactly, dear.
::raises her hands a bit:: Look, whatever this is, it’s okay. I’m not exactly in a position to tattle on you. ::raises a brow:: As long as you’re not a vampire or something like that. ::doubts that’s the case, but isn’t really controlling her mouth right now::
::snort laughs a little at that:: No she’s not… just… ::sighs, palms face:: Go on and show her Tessie, since she did reveal her abilities to us.
::nods, silently letting out a held breath:: I’m glad you’ve come to that decision. Let me know of your assessment once you get a chance to talk.
::nods to her dad then holds out a hand and forms a ball of electrical energy in it::
Of course. ::looks down at her paper now. tapping tip of pen there, unable to write anything now at this::
::small gasp, stares at it:: Wow . . . So you’re an . . . I guess the word would be electro-kinetic?
:: sits up now, moving hand from his face lol:: The proper term is cyberkat actually. ::smiles a little::
((Whoo-boy, and now it’s my turn to crawl to the sack.))
::makes it disappear now:: I was created by Dark Kat and have sought refuge here. Tell me, did Lt. Korat tell you to come here? She is the only one I know of that knew I was here.
((Nights Kutlass!))
“Cyber-kat”? ::puzzled look, then catches on:: I’m guessing making balls of lightning isn’t your only power, then.
((Night Kutlass!))
((Goodnight!))
((Goodnight everyone!))
* FletchRyder has quit IRC (Quit: Some people are like Slinkies. They’re really good for nothing, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.)
* JosieLyons is now known as Dr_Greenbox
::nods to Stormcrow’s statment, but waits to hear answer to question::
No it is not. I am fully capable of merging with other biologicals and with electrical equipment, as well as do anything a high powered computer may do as well.
::that Tessie asked;:
::O.O::
Biologicals . . . you mean regular kats?
Yes. Like my dad here. ::motions to Dr. Greenbox:: and I ask again, did Lt. Korat send you?
Yes. She’s like a living computer. That’s the best way to think of it. But she’s learning how to become like a regular “biological” kat. ::smiles::
::er my line before yours XD::
::i’m sorry. I didn’t know it was your turn baby…yeaaaaah! XD Sory. mun has had to see Austin Powers too much::
((LOL!))
::long exhaling breath:: Wow. Just . . . wow. And I thought being able to create fire was a big deal. ::has a thought:: No, Lt. Korat didn’t send me. I didn’t know you were here, actually: I was told to find Dr. Greenbox by a very interesting person who’s connected to Spinner somehow. I thought he was after me, but since he was the one who
warned me Spinner was coming, I guess I was wrong.
And he is… who? Do you know his name?
Maybe I know him?
I have told no other shy of Keanu where I am and it seems as though you know my dad took me in…because of the way you talked.
I don’t know if you would. His name is McGrath. I don’t know his first name. ::wry chuckle:: He seems to be some sort of time traveler, like in that movie with the robot.
Time traveler? ::scratches his head::
::blinks. looks at her dad on that one::
::nods:: I admit, it would explain a lot of things.
((and I must away to bed now myself. I gotta actually get up in the morning. ugh))
((Nights you ladies! ::huggles::)
((Heh, yeah, it’s 4 AM where I am))
((okay! We say that LS spends the night then? on the sofa or something?))
((it’s three here and I need to be up around 8 or so. ))
((But hey, this is a good sign! This is what the RPG is all about))
((for tomorrow?))
((works for me.))
((lol yes it is! staying up late XD))
((Yes indeed! and yes that works for me too! can say Tessie gave up her bed or something))
((::sings:: “Sleep in late tomorrow, MBI tonight!”))
((LOL!))
((LOL if only I could sleep in. -g- :;takes naps tho XD::))
((Night ladies!))
((NIghts ::huggles::))
* Tessie_Reed 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)
::will sleep on the couch, no problem. Is used to sleeping rough by now::

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