2006-02-04

<TashaForge> 4RPG ON!

<MarkSulfur> ::has called for a meeting then. HOI!::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie and Hans>::are there then, HOI! -g-::

<TashaForge> ::issa there! :: <Joe>::do I need to be there or am I still supposed to be far away?::

<StormcrowMerle> ::is still in the safehouse, HOI!::

<SypherSK> ::for once… is present! unless it’s only for higher-ranking Megs::

<FletchRyder> ::walks into the conference room for the meeting, sitting down immediately once he arrives::

<MarkSulfur> ::that is up to you. Has your contact contacted you? Otherwise, uncontacted, you’re still suspended and unable to have contact with Trina cuz’ Jason will paintball you! @_@::

<MarkSulfur> ::on contact::

<TashaForge> <Joe> :: ;_; no he’s not contacted me….aww man…I knew those sounded like paintballs last night on my truuuuck!::

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::spinning himself around in those cushy, swivel type chairs, saying “whee” a bit now and then::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ::Is here…or not. Does the new guy still have to be in this meeting?::

<MarkSulfur> ::yes he does. XD::

<SypherSK> ::sitting as far from Hertz as he can get… you never know if the guy might not have a beaver or some other wild animal hidden on his person::

<MarkSulfur> <Jason> ::isss… went to get in touch with Ann about Spinner and stuff. Yeah::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ::okie-dokie! XD::

<MarkSulfur> <Trina> ::is standing beside de’ Markus:: <Mark> ::is mentally counting::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::sitting straight she is. a bit worried to what this meeting is about:: <Hans>::relaxed, leaning back in seat casual like::

<SypherSK> ::is looking around interestedly::

<FletchRyder> ((<Hertz> Ooooh.. so dizzy… hyack! ::after getting up from spinning chair, stumbles towards Sy and pukes on him:: <Sy> … ::twitch:: I wish to resign.))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::dies ew!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOOODEADEW!::))

<SypherSK> ((::DEADDEAD!:: <Sypher> ::so appalled at the nastiness blue-screens::))

<TashaForge> ::hee! sittin by you, my sweet Hansy-poooooo! XD::

<TashaForge> ((:DIIIIIIIES!::))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((::DEAD!::))

<MarkSulfur> ((::DEAD!!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ::is sitting next to Hertz. XD Keeps glancing at him, and worries he’ll be sick::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::yeah bebbe. don’t play footsies at meetings, it is impolite. XD j/k::

<MarkSulfur> Well, let’s get this meeting started. We’re missing a couple, but thats’ with good reason.

<FletchRyder> ((<Mark> ::counts like The Count:: *One* ugly as bugly Meg! *Two* ugly as bugly Megs! *Three*- <Megs> ::siiigh:: <Agent Bugly> Sir, I really resent your method of counting.))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((::DEAD!!::))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::DIIIES::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))

<Dr_Greenbox> ::is this next day btw?::

<TashaForge> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<TashaForge> ::I play footsie with you then! heeeeee!::

<FletchRyder> ::knows exactly which Meg is not in attendance. gives Mark his full attention as he begins to speak::

<SypherSK> ((::DIIIIES Bugly::))

<MarkSulfur> There’s a lot on the list right now. For right now… er… Korat has an announcement.

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!!!!!:))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie ‘n Hans>::look over at Korat::

<SypherSK> ((<Trina> We’re out of donuts. Please panic in an orderly fashion.))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!!))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((<Mark> Alright men, I’ve called you here today for a very important meeting. It’s about – ::shows a picture of a cupid suit:: Who’d be the one wearing this suit as the mall cupid <Megs> ::gets out of their chair, all zoom-like:: <Mark> ::groans:: Always the same each year…))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!cupid))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((LOL!))

<MarkSulfur> ::motions to Trina:: <Trina> Thank you, director. ::takes his place as he steps aside::

<TashaForge> ::looks at Korat! play footsie with Hans too! just to bother him::

<TashaForge> ((::SOOOOODEAD!::))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::hey now quit it XD kicks at her foot some XD::

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOOOOOOODEAD!!!!:: <Jason> Oh, NO WAY! You made me get in that stupid Easter bunny suit last year! <Mark> That was FERAL! <Jason> And you allowed it! NO WAY! YOU do it!))

<SypherSK> ((LOL!))

<TashaForge> ((::DEAD!::))

<TashaForge> ::trying not to snicker. stops though XD::

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))

<SypherSK> ::wonders what the other Megs are kicking at under the table… shoots a look at Hertz… does not wish to have any beavers chomping on his toes while he’s undercover and unable to go acoherent::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((DEAD!))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((LOL!))

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::had stopped spinning his chair as soon as Mark started talking. head is now wobbling some on his neck, as he’s looking a bit dizzy::

<MarkSulfur> ::takes in a deep breath:: This isnt’ easy for me to say, so please bear with me. ::straightens up: I’ve ask Director Sulfur for complete demotion of my rank as lieutenant, and it’s been granted. I am no longer to be called “Ma’am” or lieutenant. I will remain an agent and kept as negotitator whenever possible.

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOODEAD!!::))

<MarkSulfur> ((Trina up there. OY!))

<TashaForge> ::blinks. can’t believe this!::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((<Mark>Don’t make me pull out my ultimate weapon, Korat! <Jason> Which is – ? <Mark> ::motions fo Trina:: <Trina> ::shows Jase last year’s pictures:: If you don’t agree to be cupid, brother dear, these’ll be posted over the enforcers…and enlarged too! <3 <Jason> ::weeps::))

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOOOOOOOODEAD!!!!::))

<FletchRyder> ::eyebrows raise momentarilly. a bit taken aback by this::

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::DEAD::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<TashaForge> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans><Ah so she did decide to do it.>

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie> ::blinks at this. surprised::

<Ash_D_Wolf> <I’m a bit confused…why did she do it? And gads, but this kat beside me is distracting!>

<MarkSulfur> <Trina> My office will be vacated and converted to a separate conference room if needed. From now on, you will refer to only Captain Korat and Director Sulfur as your superiors. ::lets another deep breath, a look of relief on her face:: Thank you. ::motions to Mark:: They’re all yours. ::goes take a seat::

<SypherSK> ::watches Trina, making note of this development for his report::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::raises a hand::

<FletchRyder> ::eyes swivel down to the table as she takes a seat::

<MarkSulfur> ::nods to Josie:: Yes, Lyons?

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie> Is someone going to replace her as the Lieutenant?

<TashaForge> (<Josie> Cause I am who you should pick. ::beams proudly:: <Mark>……..::picks Hertz outta spite::))

<MarkSulfur> Not for the time being. If it’s necessary, I’ll look into it.

<MarkSulfur> ((:::SOOOODEAD!!!::))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((<Mark> As a matter of fact, yes! ::pulls out fish bowl with the Megs’ names in it and picks one:: And the replacement is….Hertz! <Megs> ::faints:: <Hertz> Wee!!

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!! <Hertz> Bwahaha! May my reign of terror begin! All of you! Begin construction of my monument made completely out of empty donut boxes! <Megs> ::groan. someone beans him with a beaver::))

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD:: <Josie> Oo! Pick me! ::holding hand waaay up:: Pick me! <Mark> Fine. Agent Lyons, what is the square root of .7282824 cubed? <Josie> Not for that…))

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOOODEAD!!!::))

<FletchRyder> ((lolall!!))

<SypherSK> ((::DIIIIIES Hertz::))

<TashaForge> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!::))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((::DEAD All!!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::DYING!::))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::nods. nothing else to say or ask has she::

<MarkSulfur> Are there any other questions?

<TashaForge> ::just a listening!::

<TashaForge> ::shakes head no!::

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::sheepishly raises his hand, looking a bit bluish:: May I use the restroom, sir?

<FletchRyder> ::er, greenish. multicolorish::

<MarkSulfur> :sighs: Yes.

<SypherSK> ((<Mark> ::never sure with Hertz, eyes him warily:: What for? ))

<TashaForge> ((LOL!))

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> Thank you, si-guh! ::claps hand over mouth, cheeks puff out, and he rushes out of the room quickly::

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<SypherSK> ((<Mark> And, before you ask again, no, you may not use it for your own office. Nor may you try to send messages in bottles via the toilets again.))

<TashaForge> ((::DEAD!::))

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((LOL!!))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::dead!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!!))

<MarkSulfur> ((::SOOODEAD!::))

<FletchRyder> ::still looking at the table::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ::sighs in relief:: <I just hope that kat reaches the bathroom in time…or the janitor would have his head>

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::raaaaise brow at Hertz can’t help but laugh some, knowing he made himself ill for simply spinning in that chair::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::just keeps looking towards Mark lol::

<MarkSulfur> :mutters to self:: Who hired him again? :then clears his throat:: Now that the announcements are out of the way, I want to hear progress. There was an incident before that’s been technically resolved, but I need an update on the causation. Lyons, Ryder? You’re on that mission. What’s the status?

<SypherSK> ((<Sypher> ::cries just thinking of it::))

<TashaForge> ::shaking head. Hertz ain’t right at all. elbows Hans some to shush! is trying not to laugh herself::

<FletchRyder> ::looks up from the table, right at Josie, as if to say “well?”::

<MarkSulfur> ((::dies::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol))

<SypherSK> ::listens attentively::

<TashaForge> ((<Tasha> I’ll tell you what the status is! Joe is driving me nuts being at home all the time! He messes up the house, he pigs out on junk food, and…and…..He leaves the toilet seat up! ::sobs on Hans’ shoulder::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::stifles his laughter when Mark speaks again::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::and at Tasha’s nudge -g-::

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD::))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie> … it is at a halt at the moment sir, waiting for Forge to be contacted again.

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<MarkSulfur> I see. He mentioned he expected contact by next week.

<MarkSulfur> ((this week, not next))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::DEAD::))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie> So then we are to continue with it, sir? ::frowning::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((Interesting Harry Potter fanart, done in anime style too: http://www5e.biglobe.ne.jp/~haripota/e/illtop.html))

<StormcrowMerle> ((That’s . . . peculiar))

<MarkSulfur> ((interesting!))

<MarkSulfur> I want these creeps off the streets, Lyons. If you’re not comfortable with the mission, I can assign it to someone else.

<TashaForge> ::glancing at Josie. thought they worked things out. hopes they did anyway::

<FletchRyder> ::looks back down at the table::

<Ash_D_Wolf> ((Drat, BRB guys! Maybe in 30 minutes or so! :S))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie> No sir, I am perfectly comfortable. Just making sure what our orders were, sir.

<StormcrowMerle> ((Okay))

<MarkSulfur> ((Kies!))

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<MarkSulfur> Very well. ::then to Trina:: What’s the status on the ‘project’? <Trina> Have enough to collect as evidence. I”ll put it on your desk once I’m all settled. <Mark> ::nods:: Gotcha. Is there anything else I should know about aside recent happenings?

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::can’t think of anything himself.:: <Josie>::nor can she.::

<TashaForge> :;nope! nothing!::

<FletchRyder> ::thinking of the Super Bowl X)::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::put a wager on the Steelers XD mun’s hubby a big fan of them::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::Super Bowl XL, eXtra large::

<TashaForge> ::figuring come tomorrow night she won’t have a brother or a boyfriend. lol!::

<MarkSulfur> ::arches a brow, then lets it go: Very well. This meeting is concluded. I want reports on my desk by noon tomorrow.

<SypherSK> ::wishing they’d say more so Dark Kat would be happy with his report::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::you may be a football widow XD::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::stands and salutes:: Sir, yes sir.

<TashaForge> :: ;_; yes I will be. XD stands and salutes:: Yes, sir. ::heads out of the room::

<FletchRyder> ::does likewise, exiting::

<SypherSK> ::mimics everyone else and makes with the standing and saluting, then heads out::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans>::stands and exits, puts hands in pockets::

<MarkSulfur> <Trina> :has left as well, heading to her office to finish her packing::

<TashaForge> :;nudges Hans as they leave:: so what now, partner? you up for some patrol or what?

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<StormcrowMerle> ((Lo!))

* StormcrowMerle sets mode: +o _Matt_

<SypherSK> ((Hey, Matt!))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((Hey Matt!))

<SypherSK> ::debates what to do now::

<FletchRyder> ((Hey Matt!))

<MarkSulfur> ((Hi Matterz!))

<TashaForge> ((hey Matt!))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::goes back to deskroom:: <Hans>::smiles:: I’m off in an hour actually.

<_Matt_> ((heyas, just dropping by. Got too much work tonight to get done unfortunately))

<MarkSulfur> ((Maw. Okies!))

<TashaForge> ((maww we understand!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((It’s okay.))

<TashaForge> awww thats no good. What you got planned for tonight?

* MarkSulfur is now known as TrinaKorat

<_Matt_> ((I’ll see you all later))

<TrinaKorat> ((Night, dude!))

<TashaForge> ((later Matt!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((Farewell!))

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<TrinaKorat> ::siddowns with her MP3 player and begins with de’ packing, setting aside important papers among other things she needs to work on::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans> Nothing much really. You?

<FletchRyder> ::steps into deskroom, then pauses. turns back around and heads for Trina’s office::

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::glances behind herself at Fletch then turns back to her desk.::

<StormcrowMerle> ((::finishing research:: Whee, I think I’ve finally come up with an updated identity for the Bexa character))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((brb guys))

<TrinaKorat> ((Horray!))

<TashaForge> Naww nothing really. Go home and sit with Joe some more. He’s still pretty upset over this whole deal.

<TrinaKorat> ((kies!))

<TashaForge> ((okies!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((Okay!))

<TrinaKorat> ::is bobbing her head a tad at her music, mouthing the lyrics to herself::

<StormcrowMerle> ((I’ve decided to go with the flow and have him be a feline too, and picked king cheetah as the species. His new name is Abexami Kgosi, and it becomes easy to see why he prefers “Bexa” X) ))

<FletchRyder> ::comes up to her office, clearing his throat some before tapping on her door::

<FletchRyder> ((Gui! That’s quite a name. Sounds cool, LS!))

<TrinaKorat> ::looks up from her work, removes the headphones:: Hey.

<FletchRyder> Hey. ::comes in, standing a little looser than usual:: Normally I wouldn’t question your decisions, but I suppose now that we’re both on the same level it might be allowable. Why’d you have yourself demoted, Korat?

<TrinaKorat> Personal reasons. :sits up from the floor and goes to lean against her now empty desk:: One of them being that I just didn’t feel comfortable nor skillful enough to lead.

<FletchRyder> I see. ::glances down a moment:: Well, even if you don’t feel comfortable leading, I don’t think you should doubt your skills in leadership.

<Dr_Greenbox> ((back. Pilot light is out and we can’t get it lit again so house is very chilly. Kiddo’s bundled but I might have to go if he wakes up or if it gets too cold tonight so he can sleep with us. >.< ::needs some dang long matches::))

<TrinaKorat> ::gives him a small smile:: Thanks, Ryder. ::sighs:: Maybe if I’m asked I’ll take the position again. For now, I just feel like a huge load’s been lifted off my back.

<FletchRyder> ((Yikes! That’s not cool. Or, well, I guess it is literally, but not in the sense of being okay. ::offers.. Trogdor.. for warmth..?::))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((LOL!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((Yikes . . .))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((We could use the burninator XD))

<TrinaKorat> ((Meeps! :hug::))

<TrinaKorat> ((TROOOOOOGDOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!!!!!!11 BURNINATING THE COUNTRYSIDE…!))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((and goo lawd Abexami Kgosi? How does one pronounce such a name?))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::laughs::))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((::thinks it is cool he’s a cheetah tho! mun’s fav big cat::))

<SypherSK> ((::DIIIIIIES:: ))

<Dr_Greenbox> <Hans> I hope things work out in their case.

<StormcrowMerle> ((Ah-bex-ah-mee Kuh-go-see, I believe. I made up the first name, but the last one is Twsana for “king”. And, whee :) ))

<FletchRyder> Understandable. I suppose I just wanted to be clear on your reasons for stepping down.

<Dr_Greenbox> <Josie>::since nothing is to be done on the case today, gets up and goes out on patrol for now::

<Dr_Greenbox> ((lol gotcha))

<TashaForge> ((meep! sorry guys. got pulled away for a moment. back though!))

<Dr_Greenbox> ((s’okay!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((is okay))

<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: Its’ alright. ::has a more cheerful face::

<TashaForge> I think it will. ::smiles:: so you got a big party to go to tomorrow?

* Dr_Greenbox is now known as Ana_Lytikat

<Ana_Lytikat> <Greenbox>::as this is next day, went to see his friend on the results from that burned object. rather not chance using his cell phone::

<SypherSK> ::ambles for the breakroom::

<FletchRyder> I, um, also wanted to apologize for jumping on the katnip case without letting you know beforehand. We’re partners, and I suppose one of us should at least be aware of what the other’s getting themself into.

<Ana_Lytikat> ::stands outside in front of the MBI, frowning:: <To think I have to do this all over again…> ::glances from one side of the street and to the other. quickly ducks down and goes acoherent for a few seconds. returns solid to look like her later/now self. light cream colored fur, hair a shade or two darker which is cropped boyishly short in back then getting longer as it goes to the front with the ends two inches below her chin. stands again. wearing grey skirt, shirt and boots::

<Ana_Lytikat> ((where’d that cut?))

<SypherSK> ((…below her chin.))

<Ana_Lytikat> :: stands again. wearing grey skirt, shirt and boots. enters the MBI via lobby::

<Ana_Lytikat> ((that is rest. XD))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Nope. I was going to ask if you were off tomorrow.

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> And were watching the game.

<TrinaKorat> ::waves a hand at it:: Don’t worry about it. I figured after our mess with ‘Aloysius’ you’d want to pursue something a bit more serious. ::grins::

<TashaForge> I gotta work the early shift. I’m watching the game though for the commercials. ::grins::

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Mind if I come over and watch it with you? ::chuckles:: I’ve got money on the game.

<SypherSK> ::is nibbling on a donut… started eating them just to fit in, but has come to like them a lot::

<FletchRyder> ::smiles a bit at that:: Yeah, well.. ::clears throat again:: The director mentioned you were working on something solo. Is it classified material? ::curious, he is::

<Ana_Lytikat> ::glad she was blackfurred and haired when she saw LS. lol hopes she won’t be recognized when she returns. peers around:: <Sypher.>

<TashaForge> ::laughs:: Sure. You’re always welcome over at our place. You know that. ‘sides, its just me and Joe there tomorrow night.

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Doing any cooking? I can bring some grub in.

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::who usually mans, er, kats the front desk, is currently indesposed at the moment.. bleck::

<SypherSK> ((Was that a thought to herself or to Sy?))

<Ana_Lytikat> ::lol sorry, to Sypher. contacting him::

<TashaForge> I’m doing some cooking but not a lot. I’ll cook us a real dinner after the game if you want.

<SypherSK> ::blinks, straightens:: <Who is this?))

<TrinaKorat> Here’s the detail if you want it. ::gives him the file on her desk:: Seems Dark Kat’s been playing software geek.

<SypherSK> ((<Prot> Me. <Sypher> Me who? <Prot> Not you, ME!))

<TrinaKorat> ((:DEAD!!::))

<Ana_Lytikat> ((LOL!))

<TrinaKorat> ((<Prot> I am your… <Sypher> FATHER?! NOOOOOOOO! <Prot> How can I be your father? I’m not even male, you twit! <Sypher> Uncle?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! <Prot> ><!!!))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Cyberdemon unit 1333, alias Protocol.>

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Where are you?>

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::DIIES::))

<FletchRyder> ::wants! takes file, flipping through it, his eyes narrowing the more he reads:: … What is he planning?

<SypherSK> <I am at the MBI in their breakroom.>

<FletchRyder> ((LOL))

<TashaForge> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Nah, maybe just make up some snacks. y’know, some hot Horse Doooo Overs? ::snickering::

<TashaForge> ::laughs:: I might can handle that.

<Ana_Lytikat> <Come up front in the lobby.>

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Great! I’ll bring some chips, dip, veggie snacks and drinks too.

<TashaForge> Alright. I’ll get us some hot wings, and a few other horse doo overs I know how to make.

<SypherSK> ::heads that way::

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::came out of the locker room, looking disheveled, at Hans’ last remark. after hearing said remark, however, immediately clutches mouth again and rushes back in::

<Ana_Lytikat> ((LOL! Poor Hertz))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Sounds great. ::smiles, puts arm ’round her waist from behind::

<Ana_Lytikat> ::stands waiting for him:: <Why is no one manning the desk?>

<TrinaKorat> New army of cyberbeings, apparently.

<TashaForge> ::PDA!!!!!! XD grins:: you can crash at my place too if you and Joe have too much to drink.

<SypherSK> <The MegaKat agents have just finished a meeting.> ::arrives up front::

<FletchRyder> ::blinks, looking up at her:: “Cyberbeings?” You’ve got to be kidding me. It’s.. like something out of science fiction.

<TashaForge> <Glitch>::heee! mayhaps comes to see the Trina too to inform her they’ve moved?::

<TrinaKorat> It’s Dark Kat. You’d think something like this would be Hard Drive’s doing, but it’s not.

<TrinaKorat> It really shouldn’t shock me.

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> We’ll see about that. Depends on the outcome of the game for my drinking intake.

<TashaForge> ::snickers::As to wether or not you lost money you mean?

<TashaForge> <Glitch>:;is Trina’s computer still on by chance?::

<FletchRyder> Yeah.. ::trails off, looking back down at file before closing it and setting it back on her desk:: You need any help with this, Korat? It looks rather.. intimidating.

<Ana_Lytikat> Hello, I’d like an application for employment here please. <Meeting? Did they discuss any one by the name of Stormcrow, Elizabeth Seilkirk, or Merle?>

<Ana_Lytikat> <::sends him an image of what she looks like::>

<Ana_Lytikat> <Hans> Exactly. ::smirks::

<TrinaKorat> ((<Sypher> ::bluescreens at image:: <Prot> What?! I’m not that…! ::GAHS, accidentally send image of Dark Kat in his zebra pants::))

<SypherSK> <No, she was not discussed, but she is here.> Just a moment. ::finds an application in a drawer of Merle’s desk::

<SypherSK> ((::DEADDEAD!::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol))

<TashaForge> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::DEAD!::))

<TashaForge> ::shakes head:: I sure hope you didn’t bet a whole lot then.

<Ana_Lytikat> <She’s here? Now? Where?>

<Ana_Lytikat> Thank you. ::smiles politely::

<TrinaKorat> ::compy is still on:: If… you want. Considering you’re focussing on the katnip case, I wouldn’t want to tear you away from that. For all I know, this thing could die down.

<TashaForge> <Glitch>::zaps in there then! messages Trina::

* TashaForge is now known as Tessie_Reed

<TrinaKorat> ::perks her ears, turns to her compy::

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> Trina?

<SypherSK> <She was in the meeting. I did not see where she went. What is the importance of this she-kat?>

<TrinaKorat> :frowns:: The one that gave me the info just contacted me.

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::snickers. read “focussing” and thought of “faux cussing”:: <Fletch> I do not fake curse! I say the real stuff! It just keeps coming out funny… watch! @$#!*%! See? ))

<FletchRyder> I don’t want to impose on this case if you think you can handle it. I just want you to know you don’t have to. Yeah, the katnip case will probably have me pretty tied up, but if there’s one thing I learned from the army, it’s how to manage limited time and resources.

<Tessie_Reed> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<SypherSK> ((::DIIIIIIIIES::))

<TrinaKorat> ((::SOOOOOODEAD!!!:: <Trina> NO CUSSING IN MOMMA’S OFFICE! ><!!! MOMMA SPANK! ::takes out paddle::))

<Tessie_Reed> ((::DEAD!::))

<FletchRyder> Huh? ::looking at her then her computer::

<Ana_Lytikat> <The creator and Rilth need her. She will interfere in their plans.>

<SypherSK> <How so? She has not appeared to be particularly remarkable in any way.> ::at least not that he’s seen::

<FletchRyder> ((lol! <Hertz> ::comes in, overhearing:: Why, I can swear me a cuss too! Ahem. Diaper biscuits! <Megs> ::blink, then bust out laughing::))

<Tessie_Reed> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<Ana_Lytikat> <She possesses abilities that biological kats do not. She is a threat. I must collect her.>

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::DIES BOTH::))

<SypherSK> ((::snorts!:: <Hertz> ::scowls:: Fine. Beavers! <Sypher> ::grabs him and washes his mouth out with soap:: ))

<Tessie_Reed> ((<Prot> I gotta collect ‘em all! ::flashes around her little red ball!:: <Sypher>…….))

<Tessie_Reed> ((::DEAD!::))

<SypherSK> <She should still be somewhere on the premises.>

<SypherSK> ((::DEADDEAD!::)

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::dead both!::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol! <Hertz> ::accidentally swallows soap, and whenever he talks now, bubbles come out::))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Bring her to me then.>

<Tessie_Reed> <Cyberkat_Girl> are you there?

<SypherSK> <Alright.>

<SypherSK> Let me go find one of the other agents and I’ll be right back, Ma’am. ::goes to try and find Merle::

<Ana_Lytikat> Thank you, sir. ::nods::

<TrinaKorat> :hrms at Ryder’s explanation, then replies to Tessie:: <kkorat24> I’m here.

<StormcrowMerle> ::is lying in some comfortable part of the safehouse, trying to sleep and not succeeding due to worry::

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> I am pleased that you are. Something has happened, Miss Trina. Something bad.

<Ana_Lytikat> ::she’s not at the MBI though right?::

<Ana_Lytikat> ::mun confused lol she didn’t go to the meeting right?::

<SypherSK> ::makes a quick circuit of the MBI and can’t find her::

<FletchRyder> ::standing on edge in front of her desk, watching Trina’s expression to try and read what’s going on::

<SypherSK> ((Der.. She didn’t. Thought she did. Bleh. Well, we’ll say Sy thought she must be in that day for whatever reason.))

<Ana_Lytikat> ::waits for him, filling out application::

<Ana_Lytikat> ::’sokay!::

<TrinaKorat> :arches a brow, then responds:: <kkorat24> What happened?

<SypherSK> ::returns to the front:: <It seems she is not in today after all.>

<Ana_Lytikat> <Are any of the agents aware of her location?>

<Ana_Lytikat> <Other than her given address?>

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> one of the cyberdemons found me. They were after someone else but now they know where dad and I live. We have had to move and hide again. Also, I wish to inform you that your Miss Merle is safe.

<StormcrowMerle> ::suddenly snaps eyes open as she remembers something:: Bexa . . . ::whispery to herself::

<Ana_Lytikat> Here you are, I hope this is filled out properly. ::hands completed form to him::

<FletchRyder> ((<Ana> ::wonders who she’s going to put down as a reference.. Dark Kat or Rilth or McGrath or Spinner or.. sighs:: “Chuck E. Cheeze”))

<TrinaKorat> Crud… ::to herself::

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::DEAD!::))

<Tessie_Reed> ((::DIIIES!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))

<SypherSK> <Not that I have been told.>

<SypherSK> Thank you.

<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD!))

<TrinaKorat> <kkorat24> WIll you be okay?

<FletchRyder> What is it? ::up at the desk’s edge, doing what he can to keep from leaning over it and looking at the screen::

<Ana_Lytikat> <Then I need you to find out. Take me to whoever is in charge here.>

<TrinaKorat> They found my informant. ::rubs at her eyes:: Dark Kat’s probably on the move.

<Ana_Lytikat> ((<Bexa>::writing his novella!:: Why do I feel like I wanna gnaw on a doggie buscuit? ::confused kat::))

<FletchRyder> ::frowns at that, looking at back of computer::

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> I will be fine. I do not believe they were after me specifically, but Miss Merle instead.

<StormcrowMerle> ::normally called her friend back home from a payphone once a week, to let him know how she was doing, and visited him over the holidays with details. Now suddenly remembers that she didn’t call him this week, and it’s several days past the day she usually calls, since she’s been distracted by the Spinner business::

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<SypherSK> ((Should he take her to Mark then as Trina’s resigned and all?))

<TrinaKorat> <kkorat24> I see. Please be careful.

<Ana_Lytikat> ((if he’s even in up to y’all muns. doesn’t have to go there. ^_^))

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> I will. How is the case going on your end? Do you have enough information?

<Ana_Lytikat> <If they are not available, I’d like for you to look into it for me. It is high priority.>

<TrinaKorat> <kkorat24> Enough to track it down. Thanks.

<Tessie_Reed> <cyberkat_girl> you are most welcome. May I ask a question, Miss Trina?

<TrinaKorat> <kkorat24> Yes?

<SypherSK> <I believe is out now, but I will look into it. It has been very easy to read most files.>

<FletchRyder> ((<Hertz> ::playing in Mark’s office, when Sy and Prot come in:: And who might *you* be! <Prot> I want Selkirk and I want her now! <Hertz> I see… well, I’m gonna’ have to ask you to wait outside for a moment while I jump out the window to.. uh, fulfill your request. <Prot> …? <Hertz> So.. awkward… ::leaps out window:: <Sy> I think I’m going to like having you here, 1333.))

<Ana_Lytikat> ((actually I do need to go X_x))

<TrinaKorat> ((If you guys want!))

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!::))

<TrinaKorat> ((Maw, okies! ::hugs de’ Protmun::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<StormcrowMerle> ((and, goodnight!))

<Tessie_Reed> ((maww nights. ::huggles::))

<Ana_Lytikat> <Good. Submit my application then please.>::turns to leave:: <I will return later.>

<FletchRyder> ((Goodnight!))

<SypherSK> ((Nights, Annu!))

<TrinaKorat> ((::DEADDEAD!::))

<Ana_Lytikat> ::exits Bureau::

<TrinaKorat> ((Nights!))

<Ana_Lytikat> ((::huggles ‘n luvins!:: Night all!))

<SypherSK> <Very well.> ::goes do so::