2006-02-25

In 2006 Evening Logs

Agents return slowly to the Bureau after the success in stopping Dark Kat. Commander Feral arrives to congradulate Mark on his team’s achievement, though that isn’t the only reason he’s there. The Enforcers take McGrath into their custody and transfer him to Enforcer HQ. He doesn’t seem to upset about it however and the agents let him be.

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<Glitch> 4RPG ON! HA! I STARTED IT!

<StormcrowMerle> ((::dies at her roommate, who, in order to find a pair of shoes, just put on a headlamp and dived head-first into the closet::))

<Josie_Lyons> ::XD is still guarding McGrath. next day so is getting sleepy::

<Commander_Feral> :: let’s say, next day? ::

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

<Josie_Lyons> ((::busts up:: Is she sober? XD))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((Yes XD))

<Commander_Feral> :: pulls up in the MBI parking lot in his sedan, parks, and exits with his usual air of superiority ::

<FletchRyder> ((lol I don’t dive into my closet, I just accidently fall in on occassion.))

<SypherSK> ((::blinkies, DIES::))

<MarkSulfur> ::shua!:: <Trina> ::is inna hospital bed after being treated for her wound… by which “bed” first became “dead” and “head”::

<Glitch> ((::DIIES!::))

<Glitch> ((<Trina> you are just trying to get rid of me aren’t you mun…))

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

<SypherSK> ((::LOL!:: <Trina> ::is inna hospital, dead, after being treated for her wound… does not recommend the hospital in question’s treatments::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol))

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

<Glitch> ::goes to the compy she locked Sypher in. stares at the screen:: <Sypher?>

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!!))

<MarkSulfur> ::listened to Jason’s story, still doesn’t believe it::

<StormcrowMerle> ::is still at the front desk XD most likely spent the night::

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL!))

<Glitch> <Joe>::issa there with Trina if needed.::

<StormcrowMerle> ((<Narrator> Trina was taken to Megakat Hospital, where she was pronounced dead. She was then transfered to a better hospital, where doctors upgraded her condition to “alive”.))

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

<Commander_Feral> <Other Enforcers> :: arrive behind Feral, parking and following him into the building :: <Feral> :: walks into the lobby ::

<SypherSK> ::does not know how to respond to that… isn’t disappointed per se… has a sense of having failed… and a vague sense of fear as to the repercussions of that failure, otherwise, isn’t sure how to react::

<FletchRyder> ::exits the breakroom, after a haggard night spent helping some in the rescue effort in the wake of the invasion. just reporting in for duty, looking a bit disheveled, a cup of coffee in his hand as he walks for the holding area::

<MarkSulfur> <Trina> ::maw. I knew you loved me!::

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

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diiies::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::has finally gotten back into the city, is now on his way to the MBI to find out what happened::

<Glitch> <You will be released now.> ::types on the computer and releases the holds she put on him.:: <If I were you I would not return to Dark Kat’s service.>

<MarkSulfur> ::heads towards the breakroom to get more coffee, seeing Ryder on the way:: Hey, Ryder. You holding up?

<StormcrowMerle> ::looks up quickly. Had fixed her hair into its usual bun for work, but the bun’s been kind of squashed and disheveled because she fell asleep on it at one point::

<Josie_Lyons> ::looks up at Fletch as he enters:: Ryder. ::nods:: What is it?

<Josie_Lyons> ((er strike my line lol thought he entered))

<Glitch> <Joe>::jez I do love you! XD::

<FletchRyder> As much as I can, Director. ::nodding some, trying to stifle a yawn:: And you?

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: still asleep ::

<Commander_Feral> Where’s Director Sulfur?

<SypherSK> ::appears outside of the computer and solidifies slowly::

<MarkSulfur> As much as I’m trying to believe outta this whole mess. ::frowning at his empty cup as tho’ it holds secrets to the universe::

<StormcrowMerle> Can I help you, si – Er, in his office, I believe.

<StormcrowMerle> Would you like me to take you to him? ::feeling more than a little uneasy::

<Commander_Feral> :: continues on his way, followed by several Enforcers ::

<StormcrowMerle> . . . Guess not. ::as Feral and co. continue on::

<Glitch> ::looks to him as he appears:: <Are your systems functioning normally?>

<FletchRyder> Did you.. lose anyone in the invasion, sir? ::knowing there must’ve been some casualties::

<SypherSK> It seems so… ::is quiet a moment and then has to ask:: You are letting me go?

<Commander_Feral> :: reaches Sulfur’s office. Knocks on the door ::

<MarkSulfur> Thankfully, no. ::small smile:: Korat’s condition’s improved…

<MarkSulfur> ::then perks his ears to hear his door being knocked on, for sooth ((::then winces when he hears said door being knocked down inna fit of rage:: Comingsir! ::zoom::))::

<Josie_Lyons> <Hans>::hasn’t reported in yet. but he’s alright no worries::

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::pulls up in front of the MBI, gets out and heads into the lobby:: <Stormcrow> ::looks up again:: Good mor- ::gasps:: Bexa? <Bexa> Elizabeth! ::cue sappy reunion::

<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))

<FletchRyder> That’s excellent to hear. ::hearing the knocking as well::

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))

<Glitch> Yes. Dark Kat’s plan is done. I do not know what to do with you further.

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((XD maw sap! ^_^ good on pancakes!))

<MarkSulfur> Anyway, I better see who’s here to either yell or whine. ::pats him on shoulder, heads to his office::

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

<FletchRyder> ((lol))

<StormcrowMerle> ((lol!))

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

<FletchRyder> Yes, sir. ::offering a small salute before turning and heading for his original destination::

<SypherSK> ((::in fact, needed more sap for her pancakes this morning… shoulda had LS and Bexa around!::))

<MarkSulfur> ::blinks;; Commander Feral? ::upon seeing him::

<Glitch> ((::DIIES!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<SypherSK> ::looks a bit uncertain, but then nods::

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))

<Josie_Lyons> ::looks up at Fletch when he does enter:: What is it?

<FletchRyder> ((<Bexa and LS> ::hug and weep and generally have choirs singing in the background:: <Hertz> ::comes out of nowhere, eyes sparkling:: Oh boy! London bridges falling down, falling down, falling down, London bridges falling-oof! ::trying to squeeze in between them, with little success. eventually knocked out by LS with a stapler to the head::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*!!!))

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<Glitch> What is wrong, Sypher?

<FletchRyder> Good morning to you too, Lyons. ::arching a brow:: You’ve been here all night?

<Commander_Feral> Sulfur, you’ve managed to silence the critics. Capturing the most wanted thief in Megakat City, uncovering a large-scale conspiracy invovling an NSA agent, engaging Dark Kat, stopping a city-wide invasion at its source, and even saving my office the time it took to file paperwork. :: holding a manilla folder, hands it to him ::

<MarkSulfur> ((DEAD!:))

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

<MarkSulfur> ::arches a brow, slooooooowly reaches for it:: Uh… thanks? ::is still waiting for him to yell at him for something. XD::

<Josie_Lyons> ::nods:: Yes. Why?

<SypherSK> (( What’s this? <Feral> In light of your good deeds we’re paying you before we throw you out on your ear. ::cry::))

<FletchRyder> ((<Feral> Congratulations. You get to foot the bill for the reconstruction of the city. ::marches away:: <Jason> ::youngest kat in history to suffer a stroke, heart attack, and brain aneurism all at once::))

<Glitch> ((::Diiies both!::))

<SypherSK> I am uncertain as to the proper course of action.

<FletchRyder> ((er ^))

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

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL!!!))

<Josie_Lyons> (( I did? <Feral> … yes. Awesome! ^_^ .V.. ))

<Commander_Feral> You have the potential to be a great aid to this city, Sulfur, or a great thorn in my side. I trust you’ll pick the prior.

<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies both!::))

<Glitch> ::soft smile:: I would suggest you stay away from Dark Kat as any cyberdemon that failed him will be met with reformatting.

<SypherSK> (( What if I pick the latter? <Feral> You won’t. I won’t? <Feral> ::LOOM:: You won’t. Oh, right. I won’t.))

<FletchRyder> ::shrugs:: Just thought someone would’ve relieved you by now. Coffee? ::offers the mug to her::

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::busts up!::))

<Glitch> ((LOL!!!!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dead*))

<MarkSulfur> ::arches another brow. Is he hearing right? THIS is coming from Feral? WIshes he had a camera and a tape recorder XD:: … thank you, Commander Feral.

<Josie_Lyons> Thanks. ::reaches out and takes it:: I didn’t need to be relieved. ::sips some of the coffee, looking back to the sleeping McGrath::

<MarkSulfur> ((::DEAD, imagining Feral’s LOOOOOOOOMING HEAD OF DOOOOOOOOM::))

<FletchRyder> Those rings under your eyes would suggest otherwise. ::one to talk::

<SypherSK> It does seem a wise idea. ::of course, is programmed to be loyal, but, after his job at the MBI, was given one secondary assignment, finding Matrix… it seems like a good option to take now… he was assigned to do it and it’s one way to avoid Dark Kat for a while::

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD at the mental image::

<SypherSK> ))

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> :has been in hiding in Trina’s computer and liking life so far. XD::

<Josie_Lyons> You don’t look like you slept much yourself.

<Commander_Feral> Thanks to the work of your agents, we arrested Jack Spinner this morning for aiding a known terrorist. His agency denies any knowledge of his invovlement naturally. :: gestures to the paperwork :: Your Agent McGrath is quite detailed and concise in his reports. If he wasn’t currently on leave I’d be tempted to recruit him for a clerical position.

<Glitch> It would be. I would also suggest you prepare a new place to stay as I do not think the superiors here will allow you to remain here any longer.

<MarkSulfur> ::jaw about hits the floor:: Uh… right. I’ll keep a note of that.

<FletchRyder> At least I slept. ::smirks:: Don’t you think your pushing yourself a little harder than necessary.

<Josie_Lyons> No, not harder than necessary, Ryder. ::takes another drink::

<Commander_Feral> Meanwhile, we’re here to pick up the John Doe you capture, the suspect who’s been wreaking havoc in the city.

<SypherSK> ::nods:: I will take my leave then.

<Commander_Feral> ((captured^))

<Glitch> ::tilts head curiously:: Where will you go?

<MarkSulfur> ((<Josie> Trina told me her secret to becoming lieutenant – stay awake for 72 hours. I’m at 69! I can make it! <Ryder> Won’t that make you go insane..? <Josie> COFFEE!!!! ::CHUG!!::))

<SypherSK> There is something else I need to take care of at the moment.

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

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

<Glitch> ((::DIIES!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!::))

<FletchRyder> Well, why don’t you go ahead and take a break. I can handle sleeping beauty for a few hours.

<Glitch> Very well then. Please do consider my words about breaking away from Dark Kat.

<MarkSulfur> ((Okay. Who was John Doe? Cuz’ the mun is lost/doesn’t remember/prolly went to bed earlier than usual and so is Mark. XD))

<Josie_Lyons> … ::ponders this a moment. and John Doe is McGrath XD::

<MarkSulfur> ::thankyouJosiemun!::

<SypherSK> My programming does not allow for such a thing.

<Josie_Lyons> If he’s even really there.

<Glitch> You can override your programming.

<MarkSulfur> Right. ::motions, rubbing at his eyes. Wishes he were more awake for all this. Heads to holding::

<FletchRyder> Want me to go in there and kick him or something? ::not even in a joking manner::

<StormcrowMerle> ::talking eagerly with Bexa in the lobby, catching up on what’s happened to each other, and telling him what she’s actually been up to here. Whitewashed some of the gorier details of her stay in MKC the last time they talked::

<Commander_Feral> :: follows with his entoruage ::

<Josie_Lyons> No. But thanks for the offer anyway.

<Josie_Lyons> ::ears perk hearing many footsteps coming. glances to the door::

<FletchRyder> ::ear twitches, looking towards the door as well::

<SypherSK> ::brow arch::

<MarkSulfur> ::walks in, nods to both of them:: Lyons, Ryder. The Enforcers are here to take our John Doe.

<Glitch> You would be safe if you did. You could escape Dark kat’s control and be your own kat.

<SypherSK> It is not possible.

<FletchRyder> ::stands at attention immediately, saluting at seeing the Director and Commander:: Sir, yes sir. ::comes out a bit gravelly::

<Josie_Lyons> ::stands quickly, setting cup down on the chair. salutes:: Sir, yes sir. ::lol how’d they even find out he was there? XD maybe she called them. -g- up to McGrathmun::

<Glitch> I can help you if you like.

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: sits up :: Things go fast when you call the right people :: winks at Lyons ::

<Josie_Lyons> ::still standing at attention. glances at McGrath a moment but doesn’t say anything to him::

<FletchRyder> ::turns head towards McGrath as he speaks::

<Josie_Lyons> ::oh and lol goes to get the keys and unlock the cell door XD dur hur mun. opens it up slowly::

<Commander_Feral> <Enforcers> :: accompany Lyons, cuffs at the ready ::

<SypherSK> ::debates, is somewhat tempted… looks thoughtful::

<Josie_Lyons> ::holds cell door open for the Enforcers. watching McGrath carefully::

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: doesn’t make any sudden moves ::

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Sypher>::bluescreens!:: <Glitch> Oopsie… ::has him go acoherent, stuffs him back in the compy::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Glitch> I can attempt to show you how I live now without Dark Kat.

<Glitch> ((::DIES!::))

<MarkSulfur> ::arms crossed, itching to look at that there file;:

<FletchRyder> ((<McGrath> ::in fact, doesn’t move at all. Enforcers end up cuffing a card-board cut-out:: <Josie> I resign!!))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<Glitch> ((::DIIES!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::dies!!!::))

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

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD1::))

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: and is taken into custody by the Enforcers without resistance :: <Feral> You’re bound to get a lot of media attention from all these successes, Sulfur. Try not to let it go to your head. :: exits :: <Enforcers> :: take McGrath with them ::

<Josie_Lyons> ::watches them all go, shuts the cell door and locks it once they’ve gone. puts keys back to their proper place::

<StormcrowMerle> ::they go through the lobby again, or just out by the cell block?::

<SypherSK> Perhaps at a later date. At the moment, there is another CyberKat I would like to locate. ::has decided it might also be interesting to speak with Matrix as well since he also seems to do as he pleases… either way he choses, finding Matrix seems like a good start to keep his options open::

<Commander_Feral> <Enforcers> :: exit through the lobby ::

<MarkSulfur> ;:watches them go, sighs, siiiiiinks into the nearest chair where they are::

<Glitch> Very well then. ::offers a smile:: Be careful out there.

<Josie_Lyons> ::curious look at Mark:: Sir, you alright, sir?

<FletchRyder> ::eyes watch McGrath until he leaves the room, not sure what’s going to happen to him or how he feels about that::

<Commander_Feral> ((<Manx> :: faxes the MBI a raincheck for a parade ::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!!))

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

<StormcrowMerle> <LS&Bexa> ::stop talking abruptly as the Enforcers go by with McGrath in tow:: <Bexa> ::low side whisper:: Is that him? <Stormcrow> ::nods::

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))

<MarkSulfur> ::looks up at her witha grim smile;: I don’t know.

<Commander_Feral> :: gets in his sedan and heads off :: <Enforcers> :: do the same ::

<Commander_Feral> <MBI Phone> :: starts to ring, as several lines start blinking ::

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> ::is actually internet surfing, literally. XD::

<FletchRyder> I can’t help but feel like we haven’t seen the last of that guy. ::said lowly::

<SypherSK> I shall. ::goes acoherent and zaps out… has no idea where Matrix might be, but starts searching::

<MarkSulfur> You and me both, Ryder. ::then perks his ears to the phone, goes to pick up::

<StormcrowMerle> ::jumps:: Hold on a moment, I gotta take this. ::picks up the phone:: Megakat Bureau of Investigation.

<MarkSulfur> ((Scratch my line. XD))

<FletchRyder> ((<Matrix> ::wipes out, wiping Trina’s hard drive along with it:: Gnarly! <Trina> ::faints!::))

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!!!!::))

<MarkSulfur> You and me both, Ryder. :rubs at his eyes: I have a feeling its’ gonna get weirder.

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<SypherSK> ((::LOL!::))

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

<Josie_Lyons> I hope we have. The Enforcers’ security is greater than ours when it comes to holding kats like McGrath.

<Commander_Feral> <Phone> “This is the Mayor’s office. Deputy Mayor Callie Briggs would like to inform Director Sulfur that an upcoming special City Council Meeting regarding the MBI’s budget increase has been brought forward by herself.”

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> ::leaps into another area of channels::

<Commander_Feral> <MBI Phone> :: rings anew on another line ::

<FletchRyder> ::gets an odd sort of look, tilting his head some:: Sir, when you came in, you spoke of him as ‘our John Doe.’ The Enforcers do realize they actually have McGrath.. right?

<StormcrowMerle> ::perks up at hearing that:: Oh, that’s great! I’ll inform Director Sulfur immediately.

<Glitch> ::watches him go and sighs. goes to get some food. hanging around to make sure things are definitly okay for Stormcrow before leaving::

<MarkSulfur> ::lets out a small breath, thinking:: If they don’t, they’re pretty ignorant.

<SypherSK> ::sends out a sort of general message indicating he wishes to speak with Matrix… makes it clear he’s a CyberKat, but doesn’t offer his name::

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::grabs up a phone somewhere:: Agent Hertz of the MBI, how may I direct your favorite col- I mean, call?

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> ::screeches to a stop, reading the message. Frowns, sends something back:: ‘Who is this?’

<Josie_Lyons> Sir… I was the one who contacted the Enforcers. Despite that so called badge that was found on him over a month ago, we do not know if McGrath is even his real name. So I just gave them the name John Doe.

<Commander_Feral> <Caller> “This is the Megakat Broadcasting Company. We’d like to schedule an interview with Director Sulfur for today’s newscast…”

<Commander_Feral> <MBI Phone> :: rings more on two other lines ::

<MarkSulfur> ::blinkies at Josie::

<Commander_Feral> <Paperwork> :: that Feral handed off, still there ::

<StormcrowMerle> ::presumably hangs up once receiving the news, takes another call? How many lines are at the front desk?::

<MarkSulfur> It probably would have been best to give them his real name… ::then curiously opens the paperwork::

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> Oh wow! That sounds neat! Well, I think he’s good for this Wednesday, maybe something in the morn- oops, sorry, would you hold a minute. ::pushing random buttons, until he eventually finds the correct one:: Hello, Agent Hertz of the MBI, how may I direct your praise?

<Glitch> ::Josie and Mark in the cells still or where?::

<Josie_Lyons> ::standing straight, firm in her decision:: I did what I felt was the best way to go about it at the time, sir. I don’t think we really want him to be associated with the MBI considering his wanted status.

<Josie_Lyons> ::yep!::

<SypherSK> ((<Phone> ::thanks to Hertz’ button-pushing is now set to intercom at the loudest volume possible, has the on hold music playing simultaneously, lights are flashing madly and there’s a thin column of smoke beginning to creep from around the speaker:: ))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DIES*))

<MarkSulfur> ;:nods:: Understood. ::smiles at her now::

<Commander_Feral> <Paperwork> :: consists of several reports filled out on MBI stationary, filed during the previous night, citing various evidences regarding incidents invovling the “mysterious hooded kat” to Jack Spinner and the NSA, Dark Kat, Rilth, the automated army, and the resolutions to each. Filed by an “Agent McGrath” at 2:30 AM. Contains a request for prisoner transfer as well ::

<FletchRyder> ::sees the papers in his hand. glances at them curiously:: If I may, sir, what exactly are those?

<Glitch> ::has some milk then. going down to talk to McGrath but has missed him. alas! enters the cells anyway and looks at the group curiously::

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> Uh… a few channels away…>

<MarkSulfur> ::eyes fly wide:: He turned himself in?!

<SypherSK> ::goes to meet up with him::

<Josie_Lyons> ::tilts head curiously:: Pardon, sir? ::glances at Glitch as she enters::

<FletchRyder> ((lol! Sy))

<Commander_Feral> <Callers> :: all consisting of local media, from newspapers, to magazines, to city officals calling to thank th MBI ::

<FletchRyder> What do you.. ? ::eyes narrow some in confusion::

<Glitch> ::looks to the empty cell then back at the group:: McGrath is gone?

<StormcrowMerle> ::takes call after call, with much thanks to the callers::

<Josie_Lyons> ::nods:: He was transferred over into Enforcer custody, Tessie.

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::working the phones too, though less successfully as LS::

<MarkSulfur> ::shows the paperwork to them::

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::watches in interest::

<Josie_Lyons> ::peers at said paperwork:: …why did he do all of THAT? ::Frowning::

<FletchRyder> ::scans over it, jaw going askew at the timestamp of 2:30 AM:: That’s impossible. He was locked up all night.

<MarkSulfur> It makes no sense to me either…

<Glitch> Oh..I see. ::curious at what they are looking at. ventures over to see for herself if she can::

<SypherSK> ::quickly relates all that’s happened, well, as much as he knows::

<Josie_Lyons> ::takes the papers if she can to peer at that timestamp:: It’s a mistake! He was here, they’ve taken him… he didn’t vanish, no holographic tricks! … right?

<MarkSulfur> If he managed to do that to US, what makes you think he won’t do it to the Enforcers?

<FletchRyder> How could he.. why would.. ::looks to Mark dumbfounded:: We need to get them on the phone.

<MarkSulfur> ::runs to call the Enforcers if no one beats him to it::

<Josie_Lyons> ::drops the papers lol! grabs up the phone in the room and frantically dials up Enforcer HQ::

<Commander_Feral> <Enforcer HQ> :: automated directory chimes in :: “What Department would you like to reach?”

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::on the phone, getting big-headed now:: Ho ho, no, no, ma’am, I’m afraid I can’t accept your three fledgling goats. Knowing this city is safe and sound now is all the reward I need. Though, if you wouldn’t mind donating a few sacks of animal crackers…

<MarkSulfur> I need to speak ot Commander Feral!

<Josie_Lyons> ::lets Mark do it lol since Sagey line first- yeah XD::

<Glitch> ::bends down and picks up the papers. reading them over for herself::

<Josie_Lyons> ::pacing now, worried. wringing her hands::

<FletchRyder> That escort couldn’t have gotten far. ::digging out his keys, but waiting for Mark’s go ahead::

<MarkSulfur> ::as he’s directed, looks to Ryder:: If you wanna chase after them, do so!

<FletchRyder> Right away, sir! ::throws open the door and sprints down the hall for the parking lot::

<Commander_Feral> <Enforcer Directory> “One moment please.” :: transfers :: <Secretary> “Commander Feral’s Office”

<StormcrowMerle> ::on the phone, looks up in surprise to see Fletch running by, assuming he does:: Agent Ryder, what is it?

<SypherSK> ((<Sypher> ::has no idea what he’s setting himself up for… the poor thing… alas! I knew him well::))

<Josie_Lyons> ::watches Ryder rush out, looks at Glitch who’s reading those papers lol, now she takes a seat.::

<MarkSulfur> This is Director Sulfur. Is the Commander back?

<FletchRyder> No time! ::practically ramming his body through the front doors, hauling it for his still beat up muscle car::

<Commander_Feral> <Papers> :: have several marks that are printed out of place, and actually following a pattern that matches a binary equivalent ::

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::looks worried:: Does that happen often here? <Stormcrow> Unfortunately, yes.

<Glitch> ::holds papers closer and looks at the binary, trying to decode it if she can::

<Commander_Feral> <Secretary> “He just arrived. Would you like me to patch you to him?”

<FletchRyder> ::jumps into vehicle and starts it up after banging the dash a few times. starts in the general direction of Enforcer HQ::

<MarkSulfur> Yes, please.

<SypherSK> <::looks…. and looks…..::))

<Commander_Feral> <Papers> :: hidden message reads :: “I’m out of the picture. Your future is set, and I get a guranteed 3 meals a day.”

<Commander_Feral> :: picks up the phone :: This is Feral.

<MarkSulfur> Feral, it’s Sulfur from the MBI.

<Glitch> ::blinks. looks at Josie if she’s still there. if not ignore this line XD:: Agent Lyons. There is a message here you did not see.

<StormcrowMerle> ::any more calls, or have they slowed for now?::

<Josie_Lyons> ::is there, looks up quickly:: What? ::stands:: Message?

<FletchRyder> <Hertz> ::long, dramatic sigh, leaning back in chair:: Well, I don’t know Katie. I’m sure Director Sulfur would love to be on the Today Show, but ya’ see, he’s already booked for the morning you want him. Yeah, Good Morning Amerikat called just before ya’ babe. Better luck next time.

<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> No. Ain’t it cool? <Sypher> ::bluescreens::))

<MarkSulfur> >Matrix> <Nope. It’s supposed to be funny.>

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Protocol> Matrix you were a moron since the beginning! You’ve broken him with your crazy links! <Matrix>::sends her a virus that plays the song every hour on the hour for five minutes::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((lol))

<Glitch> ::takes the papers over over to her and points the coding:: It says “I’m out of the picture. Your future is set, and I get a guaranteed 3 meals a day.”

<FletchRyder> ((lol))

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

<Glitch> ((::DIIIIES::))

<MarkSulfur> ((:DEADDEAD::!))

<FletchRyder> ::bends the laws of the road a bit, making it to Enforcer HQ in a short time. gets out and races for the front desk, inquiring about the transfer of “John Doe”::

<Commander_Feral> Calling to gloat, Director? :: minor dry humor ::

<MarkSulfur> No, no. It’s about your John Doe. Feral, the guy you just took out of our holding is McGrath!

<Commander_Feral> <Enforcer Front Desk> In the holding cells. :: points :: I’ll need to take down your badge number and hold your weapon.

<Josie_Lyons> What says I don’t see that anywhere..

<FletchRyder> Fine, just hurry. Please. ::rattles off badge number and sets his handgun on the desk::

<Glitch> Its the coding. There’s some binary there. I believe it looks like senseless numbers to your eyes.

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> So really. Why are you here? I’d run out of pointless links in a heartbeat.>

<Josie_Lyons> But… you’re saying McGrath purposefully left that in there? Is there anything else besides that? ::rubs her forehead::

<Glitch> ::looks at the paper again to make sure there isn’t anything else::

<Commander_Feral> Excuse me? You’re telling me that one of *your* agents has been taken into custody? :: holds up his copies of the paperwork :: That information filed by your bureau was by a wanted criminal and that everything I’m holding in my hands, the very information that the entire city knows of and is citing you credit for, can now be called into question? :: somewhat ominous tone :: Because that wouldn’t look good for me.

<FletchRyder> ::so hurries down the corridors of Enforcer HQ, entering the appropriate holding cell::

<Commander_Feral> And it *definately* wouldn’t look good for you, Sulfur.

<MarkSulfur> ::feels the fur on his neck stand on end, puts a hand to his face, doesn’t know what to think::

<FletchRyder> ((<Glitch> At the bottom, it also says “Eat at Joe’s.” Who is Joe? <Josie> ::smacks her forehead::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL!))

<SypherSK> ((::snorks!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diies!:: <Josie> ::asks Joe later if he has a secret restaraunt now or something. tired of his lies and hiding!::))

<MarkSulfur> ((DEAD!))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ::glances at Mark while Glitch searches the documents. wonders what’s up::

<MarkSulfur> Look, Commander… ::finally says:: Let me review the paperwork again. I may’ve made a mistake. ::is gonna have to see this for himself… or if Ryder can give him a heads up::

<Commander_Feral> :: regards Sulfur’s silence, a hopeful tone in his voice :: I’m sure that there’s been a misunderstanding. We’ve talked with the John Doe. He has no fingerprints. They’ve been burned off. His blood type is unregistered. He’s a bonafide unknown.

<FletchRyder> ((lol! <Joe> I can’t believe he knew I was still into underground black market BBQing! ::confesses everything::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::DEAD!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*dies*))

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Joe> The secret’s in the sauce. ::winks as a shipment of ‘nip arrives behind him in the kitchen::))

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<MarkSulfur> No fingerprints? ::now he’s confused::

<FletchRyder> ((LOL))

<Commander_Feral> He could be anyone, and he could be no one. His identity is effectively unknown, unless someone else names his identity, which no one has done, including himself. Are you going to name him? And if you do, consider the consequences of doing so.

<FletchRyder> Agent Ryder of the Megakat Bureau of Investigation. I’m here to see the transferred prisoner. ::sounding a bit out of breath, to whomever he must address in the holding area::

<SypherSK> ((::DIES Joe::))

<Commander_Feral> <Holding Area Guard> :: points Fletch in the right direction ::

<Glitch> ::assuming there is nothing else on that paper:: That is all he left. I am sorry.

<MarkSulfur> …. I see. ::eyes on the floor now::

<FletchRyder> (( I’m willing to take that responsibility, and I name him… Squishy. <Feral> ::falls out of chair::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Matrix> It’s easy! Just do what you do when you ignore Dark Kat’s yelling.))

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

<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIIES!!::))

<StormcrowMerle> ((*DEAD*))

<Commander_Feral> These are the types of things that lawyers attach to, so that those such as our accused Jack Spinner have a defense to latch on to.

<FletchRyder> ::follows point, taking long strides, glancing at the cells as he passes them::

<Josie_Lyons> I see. ::nods at Glitch. now listens to Mark’s end of the convo::

<MarkSulfur> What do you suggest I do, Feral? Let it all go?

<MarkSulfur> ::not a demand now::

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

<SypherSK> ::frowns in thought::

<Commander_Feral> I suggest, that we let matters remain uncomplicated. If what you allegedly suggest is true, I think the prisoner would have made note of it. The way things are now, the good guys win, and we both get to continue with our jobs, yourself noticeably better off.

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: sitting in his cell ::

<MarkSulfur> :siiiighs heavily:: Very well.

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Feral> I’m being nice so shut up and let me or else!))

<SypherSK> <I… Not necessarily.> ::has a bit of a guilty tone::

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

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

<Commander_Feral> Now, go make yourself a press release or go to an interview, or something. :: hangs up ::

<MarkSulfur> … :stares at phone, slowly puts the cradle back::

<FletchRyder> ::comes to an abrupt halt, seeing McGrath there. nears the bars, his breath easing up:: Are you really in there?

<Josie_Lyons> … sir?

<StormcrowMerle> ::at the first good chance, goes down the hall toward Mark’s office, with a list of who’s called and about what that she hastily scribbled down X):: <Bexa> ::tags along::

<MarkSulfur> He suggested we let it go. McGrath… we’re not even sure if that’s even his real name…

<Josie_Lyons> Well that is what I was trying to tell you sir. But his status, is he still with them? Tessie found an encoded message but…

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: crosses arms :: Are you really out there?

<MarkSulfur> An encoded message? ::to Tessie::

<SypherSK> ::nods a bit::

<Glitch> Yes, sir. ::walks over and points the coding on the paper. tells him what it says like she did with Josie:: It is in binary code so it is understandable that you missed it.

<StormcrowMerle> ::where is Sulfur right now?::

<MarkSulfur> ::in his office, mon. XD::

<FletchRyder> ::mutters almost to himself:: Specific, nongeneric response. ::raises voice:: Why would you escape, write up your own life sentence, and then just calmly stay locked up?

<StormcrowMerle> ::excellente! Knocks on the door::

<Josie_Lyons> <message>::has been sent to Sypher and any remaining cyberdemons who have not reported back to base yet requesting they inform Dark Kat of their status immediately. is the fifth one since the fallout at the desert facility. first one Sy’s getting as he’s been in that computer all this time. DK’s been sending one out every few hours hoping to collect all his cyberdemons::

<MarkSulfur> I see. ::then perks his ears to the door:: Come in.

<SypherSK> ::files the message away but doesn’t reply yet:: <Perhaps….>

<FletchRyder> ((<DK> ::repeating feverishly:: Gotta’ catch ‘em all, gotta’ catch ‘em all. ::refering to Cyberdemons::))

<MarkSulfur> <Matrix> Perhaps, huh? Well, what say first things first. :pokes him in the stomach:: You’re too thin. YOu need food.>

<StormcrowMerle> ::does so:: Director Sulfur, we’ve just gotten a whole bunch of calls from the press. ::holds up the list she wrote::

<MarkSulfur> The press? ::holds hand out for the list::

<StormcrowMerle> Yeah. ::gives him the list:: And there’s going to be a city council meeting about getting us a bigger budget.

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::peeks in over her shoulder::

<SypherSK> ((::DEAD!:: <Sypher> ::is soooo not going back, refuses to be treated like a Pokemon!::))

<MarkSulfur> ::looks up at her, eyes wide:: Did they say when?

<SypherSK> <What?!> ::in surprise, has never really concerned himself with eating… though has developed a liking for donuts after his stay at the MBI::

<Commander_Feral> Like I said, Agent Ryder. It’s the little places that can have the greatest effect of all.

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diies both!::))

<Commander_Feral> <Mcgrath^>

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

<Glitch> ::listening. hoping she was of some help::

<Josie_Lyons> ::listening as well::

<StormcrowMerle> ::shakes head:: No, but it was brought up by Deputy Mayor Briggs. I’m sure they’ll say if you call.

<SypherSK> ((<Matrix> ::nods wisely:: Glad to see you understand proper nutrition.))

<MarkSulfur> … Thanks, Merle. ::sorta breathlessly::

<MarkSulfur> ((DEAD!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))

<FletchRyder> Yeah, and this is a pretty cozy set-up for an alibi. isn’t it? You can just keep pulling off your little Houdini acts, and then as long as your seen on camera sitting pretty here in your cell, no one can touch you.

<StormcrowMerle> You’re welcome. ::smiles a bit, both because of the news and because since Sulfur seems busy at the moment, she can delay telling her real story::

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Matrix> <So has Dark Kat and look at how lare he’s gotten since.> <Sypher>))

<StormcrowMerle> If anything else comes up, I’ll let you know. ::turns to leave::

<Josie_Lyons> ((large^ not lare))

<StormcrowMerle> ((LOL))

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> Call Sulfur.

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

<Glitch> ((::DIIES!::))

<FletchRyder> Why? ::eyebrows furrowed::

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

<SypherSK> I have made sure to maintain my proper weight.

<MarkSulfur> Thanks….

<SypherSK> ::brow arch::

<StormcrowMerle> ::is curious what’s going on, but figures she has to go back to katting the phones, and does so:: <Bexa> ::goes with her::

<MarkSulfur> ::picks up the phone to call Callie, yes::

<Josie_Lyons> ::stands and excuses herself from the office after Stormcrow leaves::

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> Because you’re considerably uninformed.

<FletchRyder> ::pride doesn’t like hearing that. indignantly takes out his cell and calls up Mark::

<SypherSK> <Eh….> ::is pulled along::

<Glitch> ::excuses herself too, leaving the papers there on Mark’s desk. going out after Josie:: I am sorry that things are not going well still.

<Josie_Lyons> ::blinks, looks over at Glitch as she’s walking with her now:: What do you mean?

<Josie_Lyons> McGrath’s in jail, that’s good news, whether he wants to be there or not.

<Glitch> With McGrath. You are still not sure on him, are you?

<Josie_Lyons> No, I’m not. But he’s out of our fur now so that’s good… ::making way to front desk:: He’s not the only one I’m not sure of.

<Glitch> ::shrugs:: Who else are you not sure of?

<Josie_Lyons> <camera> ::in the hall turns some away from McGrath’s cell. ring of electric energy washes over it, but quickly, not catching any eyes save those of the really observant.::

<Josie_Lyons> <camera>::still working though. aiming at Fletch who’s on his cell waiting on Mark::

<Commander_Feral> <McGrath> :: pretends not to notice, waits for fletch to finish his call ::

<FletchRyder> ::hard to get a signal through all this concrete::

<Commander_Feral> <Callie’s Secretary> :: let’s Sulfur know she’ll call him back ::

<MarkSulfur> ::thanks her, picks up his celphone:: Sulfur.

<Josie_Lyons> ::reaches the front desk where Stormcrow still is with Bexa?::

<StormcrowMerle> ::yep::

<Josie_Lyons> ::clears her throat:: Merle.

<StormcrowMerle> ::looks up quickly:: Yes, Agent Lyons?

<Josie_Lyons> Who’s your friend?

<FletchRyder> Sir, it’s Ryder. I’m standing infront of McGrath right now, and he’s definitely in there. He.. suggested I call you because I’m apparently out of the loop. Has anything new developed?

<MarkSulfur> Aside the fact that Feral told ME that he has no identity? No finger prints, no nothing?

<StormcrowMerle> Oh, I’m sorry. Agent Lyons, this is Abexami Kgosi, a friend who’s visiting from my hometown. <Bexa> ::gets up and offers a hand:: Pleased to meet you.

<Josie_Lyons> ::shakes Bexa’s hand quickly:: Oh he knows you from your hometown does he? Does this mean you’re going home?

<Glitch> ::pauses up at the front desk with Josie and the others. looks at stormcrow Curiously:: Is this the friend you were worried about yesterday?

<FletchRyder> ::blinks some, staring straight at McGrath as he talks:: I guess that doesn’t surprise me. Any clue as to his ultimate motives?

<StormcrowMerle> ::looks awkward:: Not as of yet.

<MarkSulfur> None.

* Commander_Feral is now known as McGrath

<MarkSulfur> Other than three square meals a day.

<Josie_Lyons> ::raises brow curiously at Glitch’s question. wasn’t in the car during their convo yesterday::

<StormcrowMerle> ::to Glitch:: Yeah. Bexa, this is Tessie Reed. Tessie, this is Abexami Kgosi.

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::smiles:: Hello, Miss Reed.

<FletchRyder> Huh? ::slight befuddled look, as his eyes dart in the direction of his phone::

<Glitch> ::smiles:: hello, Abexami Kgosi. ::offers a hand to shake::

<StormcrowMerle> <Bexa> ::shakes her hand:: Please, call me Bexa.

<MarkSulfur> It doesn’t make any sense to me, either.

<FletchRyder> Was there something else in that paperwork? ::turning back to McGrath now::

<MarkSulfur> Nothing else other than that statement.

<Glitch> Very well then, Bexa. ;:legos his hand and looks at Stormcrow:: Are you alright, Miss Merle?

<StormcrowMerle> ::nods:: Yeah, I’m fine.

<Josie_Lyons> <female Enforcer>::with cream colored fur wearing grey Enforcer suit jacket and skirt enters the hall, heading towards Fletch::

<FletchRyder> I see. Well, thank you, sir. I’ll get back to the bureau right away if there’s nothing more you need from me here.

<MarkSulfur> Nothing else. Thanks, Ryder.

<Glitch> Very good. I will most likely go home then if I am no longer needed here.

<Josie_Lyons> That’s good to hear. ::no sincerity in her voice::

<Josie_Lyons> ::er to LS not Glitch lol::

<StormcrowMerle> ::gives Josie a slightly puzzled look, though with worry behind it:: Is something wrong, Agent Lyons?

<Josie_Lyons> ::glances at her and nods:: Thank you for the help, Tessie.

<Glitch> ((<Tessie> ;_; fine then..some thanks I get….))

<Glitch> It was no trouble. I love to help. ::smiles::

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))

<StormcrowMerle> Yeah. I really owe you for all of this, Tessie. Hope I’ll see you again.

<McGrath> I’m just the suspect of several felonies who’s going to be processed by the legal system. Nothing special, Agent Ryder.

<Josie_Lyons> <Female Enforcer>::reaches Fletch, smiles politely:: Have you finished with the prisoner, sir?

<Glitch> Dad and I will be moving home again shortly so you are free to visit at any time.

<StormcrowMerle> ::smiles:: I’ll keep that in mind.

<Josie_Lyons> <Greenbox>::lol Hertz was worrying him XD and he got a call from a co-worker who needed help so he left to tend to things. prolly knows how to send messages to Tessie and thus sent her one that when she was ready, could go back to his parents house::

<FletchRyder> ::hangs up, noting the Enforcer, turns back to McGrath:: I hope I’ve just heard the last surprise concerning you, McGrath, or John, or whoever you are. Otherwise.. you might discover a few surprises of your own about me. ::pauses a moment, then turns head to the Enforcer, nodding:: Yes, ma’am. That’ll be all.

<Josie_Lyons> ::folds her arms listening to the two:: It’ll be a long drive from Cymric City, but I’m sure she’ll come, Tessie.

<Glitch> ::blinks. looks at Josie puzzled:: she is going home? ::looks back to Stormcrow now::

<Josie_Lyons> <Female Enforcer> Then you may exit down the hall and to the left. ::smiles, motioning that way::

<MarkSulfur> ::looks at list Merle gave him, decides he might as well return some calls::

<StormcrowMerle> ::to Tessie:: No I’m not. ::then back to Josie:: I’m still staying in the city, Agent Lyons.

<FletchRyder> Of course. ::looks at McGrath one last time, shaking his head, and then leaves. picks up his gun at the front desk on his way out of the building::

<McGrath> :: once Fletch leaves :: So, did you get over your cold?

<Josie_Lyons> Not if you don’t start answering some real questions.

<StormcrowMerle> . . . Such as?

<Josie_Lyons> <Female Enforcer> ::watches Fletch leave carefully, then steps up to the bars of McGrath’s cell, out of the view of the camera. raises head up fully and smirks:: Yes, thank you, I have.

<McGrath> New career I see.

<Josie_Lyons> Your real name. The real reason you’ve come here. Why your friend is here.

<Glitch> ::Frowns. listening to them. doesn’t like this at all.::

<FletchRyder> ::gets in vehicular and drives back to the MBI, seriously perplexed::

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol>::removes her hat and chuckles:: Hardly. But you on the other paw… are you really content in staying in here?

<StormcrowMerle> ::sighs:: I actually was planning to tell that, but the Director was busy.

<StormcrowMerle> To begin, my real name is Elizabeth Selkirk.

<McGrath> I won’t be staying here. Megakat Springs Penetentiary on the other hand.

* StormcrowMerle is now known as ElizabethSelkirk

<Josie_Lyons> ::nods for her to go on, arms still folded::

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> Is where you’ll remain? I thought you had some sort of agenda for once you’ve had your way and won out, securing the future for the biologicals.

<ElizabethSelkirk> It wasn’t a complete lie, though. ::embarrassed look:: “Merle” is my middle name, and my mom did call me Stormcrow when I was a kitten.

<ElizabethSelkirk> As for why I’m here . . . that’s kind of a long story.

<FletchRyder> ::parks his wreck in the lot where it was before and quietly walks in. notes the pow wow in the lobby?::

<Josie_Lyons> ::sure! we all in the lobby, so have yourself a snack. ;D::

<Glitch> ::sure! come on over! issa listening. doesn’t like how pushy Josie is being towards Stormcrow::

<McGrath> Everything’s been secured. The MBI is safe, and has an extra boost to start. The Latifrons have been dealt with, and the world is saved. The only damage is to my reputation. A very small casualty.

<ElizabethSelkirk> <Bexa> I can tell you why *I’m* here, though. Elizabeth hadn’t called me to check up, so I came to the city to find her and see if she was all right.

<Josie_Lyons> And why are you allowing this possible minor to go off into the big city alone, Mr. Kagoski? ::lol no is not mun typo, is what Josie is calling him, wrong or not::

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> So you’re taking a vacation then?

<FletchRyder> ::pauses there, silently regarding the group, noticing Selkirk seems to be at the middle of attention::

<McGrath> Consider it…. forced reconassaince on the criminals of the region. And 3 meals a day.

<Glitch> ::looks to fletch and offers a small smile then looks back at the group::

<ElizabethSelkirk> You know how talented she is by now, Agent Lyons. ::happy proud look:: I thought she could take care of herself, and if she asked for help, I was ready to give it. Also, it wasn’t safe for her to stay with me.

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((^Bexa))

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> You took the fun out of my gloating then, and leaving you here doesn’t seem so cruel now.

<SypherSK> ((<Prot> I hate that. <McGrath> I know. ))

<Josie_Lyons> Why is that?

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::awkward look, might have exaggerated her doings a little when telling Bexa::

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL XD))

<McGrath> Your tone is different. I take it you found a reason to continue existing?

<ElizabethSelkirk> Well, it started when my mom got married about two years ago. <Bexa> She and her stepfather had differences of opinion. <Stormcrow> ::growl:: “Differences of opinion?” He was a control freak. <Bexa> ::shuts up::

<FletchRyder> ((<Bexa> Why, just yesterday she was telling me how she single-handedly saved a baby from a roaring inferno! <LS> Uh, about that.. <Josie> ::rolls eyes:: She just turned off the oven and pulled Hertz out of it before Greypaw made muffins. <Bexa> …))

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

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((*DIES*))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<SypherSK> ((::SOOOOOOOOOODEAD!::))

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> Out of some small miracle, Driver managed to survive all those attacks and make it back in time here with me. ::smiles fondly:: With him I don’t feel so alone.

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diiies!::))

<McGrath> Congratulations.

<Josie_Lyons> ::quirks brow:: How much of a control freak is he?

<FletchRyder> ::listening to them, shifting to his other foot, still aloof from the crowd::

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> Thank you. ::grins and puts her hat back on:: I’m not sure how things will go but… you won’t have to worry with me being on that criminal watch of yours.

<SypherSK> ((Aaand… I better head off for the night, guys.))

<MarkSulfur> ((Night Kris!))

<SypherSK> ((Night, guys!))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::teeth gritted:: He “redecorated” my room without permission, he tried to make me dress like a puritan schoolgirl, ::recites a list of grievances, some genuine, some probably just the annoyances of a teen who doesn’t like being told what to do:: It was worse for my mom, though. He made her quit her job and stay home to serve him.

<McGrath> That’s reassuring.

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((Goodnight, Kriss!))

<Glitch> ((maww nights Kris!))

* SypherSK has quit IRC (Quit: You’re not weird and neither am I. We’re just gifted and people are jealous.)

<FletchRyder> ((Have a good one, Kris- darn XD))

<Josie_Lyons> ((gah missed ‘er!))

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol> If though you should want out of your paradise in the Springs… ::quietly:: I’ll be glad to help you out.

<McGrath> I’ll keep that in mind.

<Josie_Lyons> … so he’s overbearing? Did he hit you? Or her?

<Glitch> ::steps back some beside Ryder::

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol>::nods to him and turns on heel:: Enjoy your three meals then, McGrath. Though they won’t be gormet.

<FletchRyder> ::notes Glitch’s motion, eyeing her side-longly, but keeps attention focused on LS::

<McGrath> No :: to himself :: But they’ll taste like it.

<ElizabethSelkirk> Not me. He grabbed me once and probably would have, but I shoved him back. Mom . . . I don’t know. <Bexa> I do. I live down the street from them, and I’ve seen the change in Dana. Emotionally and physically. <Stormcrow> ::pales::

<McGrath> ((and, I need to get going))

<MarkSulfur> ((Night, Matterz!))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((Goodnights, Matt!))

<Glitch> ((nights Matt!))

<Josie_Lyons> ((Night Matt!))

<FletchRyder> ((Have a good one, Matt!))

<McGrath> ((nights all))

* McGrath has quit IRC (Quit: CGI:IRC 0.5.3 (2003/10/29))

<Josie_Lyons> <Protocol>::exits the cell block and soon Enforcer HQ. when it’s safe, zaps into a powerline nearby and makes her way back to Driver. mawww -g- there be mun’s sap for the evening. ;D::

<Josie_Lyons> Why didn’t you all go to the local law enforcement about this?

<Glitch> <Joe>::hows Trina bean? she awake or is her mun still awake or what? lol!::

<MarkSulfur> ::mun returns from putting on PJ’s XD::

<ElizabethSelkirk> When I was still there, he hadn’t actually done anything illegal. When it got to the point where it might have, I guess he didn’t want to risk me telling, because he sent me away to a school for “difficult girls”. <Bexa> I wanted to, but I couldn’t prove anything. Besides, Keith is an important person in the community, and I’m . . . well, I’m me. ::indicates his hippie-ish appearance::

<MarkSulfur> ((which charas need be so I know which nick to pick. If not, then I’m all set for the night.))

<Josie_Lyons> Keith? Keith who? What does he do?

<Glitch> ((iffan yous still wanna play and no one else needs you can have Joe and Trina talk))

<Glitch> ::whispers to Fletch:: I do not think Lyons likes Stormcrow.

<Josie_Lyons> ((lol I dunno, Sagerz. don’t need to be Driver tonight, just had Prot leave him wherever they went to so she can see McGrath off or what not. ::is winding down so one chara right now is all I can do XD::))

<ElizabethSelkirk> <Bexa> Keith Thomason. He runs an accounting firm.

<MarkSulfur> ((Just making sure, bebbeh. XD Since you mentioned Driver I thought you wanted him in there. ::wasn’t sure LOL::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Fletch> I don’t think Lyons likes anyone. Even herself. ::saw Josie beating herself up in the gym one day over eating too many donuts that morning::))

<FletchRyder> ::stays silent, turning to her slowly, staring her down a moment:: I don’t believe we’ve formally met. Agent Fletch Ryder. And you would be?

* MarkSulfur is now known as TrinaKorat

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

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Glitch> ::smiles a bit:: Tessie Reed. ::offers a hand for a shake::

<TrinaKorat> ((<Joe> How did she beat herself up in the gym? <Fletch> Glued a picture of herself to the punching bag. Then after all the beating, she stomped on it))

<FletchRyder> ((<Glitch> I believe she requires a ‘hug.’ <Fletch> What she requires is a whole armada of Care Bears.))

<TrinaKorat> ((:SOOOOOOOODEAD!!::))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((LOL))

<Glitch> ((::SOOOOOOODEAD!::))

<Glitch> <Joe>::sittin by Trina’s bed iffan she’s been asleep::

<Josie_Lyons> ::nods at this:: But why come to Megakat City?

<Josie_Lyons> Is that where your boarding school is?

<Josie_Lyons> ((::DIES you two::))

<TrinaKorat> ::slits her eyes open, winces lightly::

<FletchRyder> ::takes her hand, shaking it slowly:: You’re that cyberdemon who I saw jump into the electrical outlet after Agent Greypaw, who I guess is also one of your kind. You were also Agent Korat’s contact about Dark Kat’s project, correct?

<TrinaKorat> ((<Cheer Bear> Hug for Josie! ::hug her leg:: <Josie> ::GLARE!!!!!:: <Cheer Bear> ::runs away crying:: ))

<Glitch> <Joe>::notes that. gets up and walks closer:: Trina?

<Glitch> ((::DEAD!::))

<TrinaKorat> ::looks up at him, blinking::

<Glitch> ::leggos his hand. smiles more and nods:: That I am. Agent Greypaw is indeed a cyberdemon. He has been taken care of and will not bother you anymore.

<Glitch> <Joe> ::pets her head. time for some more sap! XD:: Hey there..::smiles:: how you feeling?

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<TrinaKorat> Like a three minute egg…

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::shakes head:: I didn’t stay in the school for long. I *couldn’t*; I would have gone mad. <Bexa> This is where I came in. Basically, I went to visit her one day, and she snuck out with me. <Stormcrow> I stayed with Bexa in secret for a few months, but we realized there was too much risk of me being found, so I decided to go to Megakat City, figuring that it’d be easier to blend in and find work. I turn 18 next year, and then Kei

<ElizabethSelkirk> th won’t be able to control me and I can go back.

<FletchRyder> Well, what.. exactly does that mean? ::still talking low::

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diiies:: <Josie> No Heart’s got nothin’ on me. ::wicked grin of HAAAAATE::))

<Glitch> <Joe>::snickers:: That bad huh?

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((LOL))

<Glitch> ((:dies!::))

<TrinaKorat> ((<Grumpy Bear> She’s my idol.

<TrinaKorat> ))

<Glitch> ((::snorts::))

<Josie_Lyons> You do realize that falsifying information on your application is punishable by law?

<FletchRyder> ((lol <Brave Heart> ::kicked in the tail, and by his own kind!::))

<TrinaKorat> ((<Snarky Bear> Totally. <Evil Bear> She’ll be on our side! Byaahha!!!))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::rollin’!!::))

<TrinaKorat> Where am I…?

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((*DEAD*))

<ElizabethSelkirk> . . . Yes.

<FletchRyder> ((<Tender Heart> ::very much offended by Josie’s remarks concerning just how tender he’d be inside a crock pot for thirty minutes::))

<ElizabethSelkirk> I never planned to stay this long.

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

<Glitch> It means I told him it was not safe to return here. he left and should not bother you any more.

<Josie_Lyons> ((::DEAD!!!::))

<Glitch> <Joe>::softly:: the hospital. We brought you here last night.

<Josie_Lyons> Of course not. ::sighs and thinks about this a moment:: You need to go back home, Elizabeth.

<FletchRyder> ::chuckles some at that, turning his head around a moment:: How can you be so sure of that?

<TrinaKorat> <Trina> ::realises: Oh, kats. The attack. ::sitting up with more wincing:: Where is everybody. Are they okay?!

<Glitch> <Joe>::blinks. tries to push her back down:: easy! easy…they are fine. The attack was stopped. ::Grins:: Praise for the bureau has been all over the news since. Its all over with.

<ElizabethSelkirk> *Why*? ::annoyed:: If I do, Keith’s just going to have me locked up again.

<TrinaKorat> :eyes wide as shes’ pushed back:: Praise…?

<Glitch> ::shrugs:: He is starting to question why he works for Dark Kat. He will hopefully see the truth soon that working for Dark Kat is no way to exist.

<Glitch> <Joe> yes, for us stopping the attack.

<TrinaKorat> ::gulps lightly;: I wonder how the Enforcers handled…

<FletchRyder> Hopefully? We’ll need more assurance than that. He knows too much about the inner workings of our department to just be let go.

<Josie_Lyons> If you stay here and it’s learned that the MBI’s employed a minor, a runaway, we’ll get in trouble. It’s bad enough that we almost got linked to McGrath.

<ElizabethSelkirk> I can leave the MBI, Agent Lyons, but I can’t go back home.

<Glitch> I can attempt to track him from time to time and see his movements if you like. To make sure he is not a threat.

<Glitch> <JOe> I don’t know. You just rest and don’t worry about it.

<FletchRyder> … You can do that? ::ears perk::

<ElizabethSelkirk> <Bexa> Actually, I was thinking that Elizabeth could live with me. <Stormcrow> Bexa, we tried – <Bexa> No, I meant here in the city.

<TrinaKorat> You know I can’t help but worry.

<Glitch> <Joe>::smirks: I know, but right now let Jason and Mark handle it. you rest up.

<Josie_Lyons> ::looks at Bexa:: If you’re going to do that, I suggest you go about it legally, become her legal guardian.

<Glitch> Of course. It is not hard to trace a cyberdemon if you know how.

<TrinaKorat> ::sighs, rubs at her head sommore;:

<FletchRyder> Yeah, of course. Well, if it you wouldn’t mind helping us in that way, I’m sure the Director and Captain would sincerely appreciate your efforts, on top of what you’ve already done for the Bureau.

<Glitch> <Joe> You need anything? water? food?

<FletchRyder> ((-it))

<Glitch> I would not mind. I would like to keep a check on him anyway to see if he gains sentience like myself and the one called Matrix have done.

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::stunned at this:: <Bexa> I’d like to, Agent. If I can, I’ll try to speak to her mother about it, but that will be very difficult. <Stormcrow> ::even more stunned::

<TrinaKorat> ::smiles:: Food sounds good.

<FletchRyder> ::quirks an eyebrow. doing that a lot today:: Sentience? Matrix? Who’s Matrix? ::can’t help voice getting a bit louder::

<Glitch> <Joe> I’ll call the cafeteria and have them bring you something then. ::smiles back:: what do you want?

<Glitch> Matrix is another like myself. And we have gained Sentience. That is, we know we are alive and we have feelings much like biologicals. In a sense..a soul. Though I am not sure he has fully developed his yet.

<TrinaKorat> Whatever, really. I’m not picky.

<Josie_Lyons> Speak to the director or captain about this. They may be able to set you up with someone to help get your foot in the door and speak with your mother without Keith interferring.

<ElizabethSelkirk> Is that in their power? We live in a different city.

<Josie_Lyons> They can contact someone in your city who it is within their power to do so.

<Glitch> <Joe> Alright. ::dials up caf and orders her some tuna sandwich and chips and such. hangs up:: should be here shortly. ::sits by her on the bed::

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::gulps:: Okay. <Bexa> In that case, I’ll take her back to the hotel so she can get some rest. <Stormcrow> ::gets up and goes to follow Bexa::

<TrinaKorat> ::nods, sits up now:: I was so stupid. I can’t believe I let myself be hit like that.

<FletchRyder> ::pinches the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes for a moment before responding:: How.. could you have possibly gained a soul? From what I understand, you’re just programmed energy.

<Glitch> <Joe> Trina…you didn’t let yourself get hit. We were in a mass of machines firing at us. Its a wonder one of us isn’t dead. ::reaches over to hold a hand::

<Glitch> I merged with my dad. ::smiles:: I gained it from him. He..in a sense..taught me to feel.

<TrinaKorat> I guess… ::hold his hand back::

<Josie_Lyons> Be sure that you two do this. I don’t want to discover she’s still not done anything. ::serious tone::

<FletchRyder> I still don’t understand how that’s possible. ::shaking head some, eyes opened now:: What’s this “merging” your talking about? Like what you did to chase after Greypaw?

<FletchRyder> ((^you’re))

<Glitch> <Joe> hey now..none of that I guess stuff. Its not your fault. In a situation like that, we came out lucky.

<TrinaKorat> :bites her lower lip, just nods::

<TrinaKorat> ((And, I need bed here, bebbehs))

<Josie_Lyons> ((Night Sagey!))

<FletchRyder> ((Goodnight, Sage! Have a good one!))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((Goodnight, sage!))

<Glitch> Similar..only different. I have the ability to merge with a biological, or in other words jump inside you and control you, or I can lie dormant, or I can tranfer data to and from you.

<Glitch> ((Nights Sagey!))

<TrinaKorat> ((Night all!))

* TrinaKorat has quit IRC (Quit: )

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::does not answer:: <Bexa> ::likewise, opens the door for her to get into the van once they’re in the parking lot, then gets in the driver’s seat. Drives on in tense silence::

<FletchRyder> ::brow furrows a bit at the explanation, as his mouth falls open slightly in shock:: *Control* me?

<ElizabethSelkirk> ::bites her lip forcefully::

<Glitch> Yes. ::looking up at him:: That is what I did to Agent Greypaw. I took control of his mind to control his motor functions and force him to come back so he could not warn Dark Kat.

<Josie_Lyons> ::frowns at the silence. glances over to Fletch and Glitch, then heads down the hall towards the deskroom ((where she will plan her next invation to Care-A-Lot!))::

<Glitch> ((::DIIIES!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((invasion^ even))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((LOL))

<FletchRyder> ::then notices LS and Bexa have departed. grunts some under his breath at having missed them. turns attention anew to Glitch:: So, basically, you can just hop into anyone you want and take over their body?

<FletchRyder> ((lol!))

<FletchRyder> ::mutters under breath:: Definitely came from Dark Kat.

<Glitch> Yes, though it is not that simple. We can be repelled by your…hmm…what is the word…willpower I think?

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Fletch> Can you make Josie nice? … and go on a date with me? <Glitch> O_o;))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((*dies*))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIIIES!::))

<FletchRyder> As reassuring as that is, I’m afraid that doesn’t exactly equate to making the process of merging any less simple.

<FletchRyder> ((lol!!))

<Glitch> Its quite difficult sometimes. Depending on how much willpower an individual has. I have merged with beings that I could not control. Others came easilly.

<Josie_Lyons> <Greenbox>::was one of the easy ones lol::

<FletchRyder> Uh huh. ::just sighs at that, his level of concern over cyberdemons skyrocketing now:: So what else are you cyberdemons capable of?

<Glitch> Well…::forms an energy ball in her hand:: I am sure you are well aware of this. ::lol! she isn’t helping none either, is she, Fletch?::

<FletchRyder> ::not much :):: Whoa! Yeah, I think I’ve.. I’ve seen that trick somewhere before.

<Glitch> ::reabsorbs it:: And other than that we act as a fully functioning computer capable of anything a computer is.

<FletchRyder> Hmm. Interesting. So, uh, I take it your kind would no doubt be pretty good at hacking.

<Glitch> Definitly. I attempted to hack the NSA database to change its information reguarding Stormcrow but they found me before I could.

<FletchRyder> ((<Fletch> Fully functioning computer, huh? Can I play Oregon Trail on you? ::starts moving her arm around like a joystick and pushing her nose like a button:: <Glitch> I am.. not compatible with this Oregon Trail.))

<Josie_Lyons> ((::diiies::))

<Glitch> ((::DIIIIES!::))

<ElizabethSelkirk> ((*DEAD*))

<FletchRyder> Well, the attempt is certainly impressive. I don’t suppose you found anything of interest in the NSA database while you were snooping around.

<Glitch> No. I was merely trying to prevent tracking and get to Stormcrow’s information.

<FletchRyder> And, why exactly were you doing that?

<Glitch> because I was attempting to get Spinner off her tail. He had falsified information on her in their database to justify going after her.

<FletchRyder> Was it your idea to do this, or Ms. Selkirk’s, or Greenbox’s?

<Glitch> All of ours. We made the decision together.

<Josie_Lyons> ((<Fletch> Can you help me make some money in online poker? I’d share the profits!))

<Glitch> ((::diies!::))

<FletchRyder> ((lol! <Fletch> 60-40 even!))

<Josie_Lyons> ((LOL!))

<Glitch> ((::snickers:: <Fletch> 60 mine…40 yours))

<FletchRyder> Would you have done it on your own, without their input?

<Glitch> having known her information I would have proceeded to help her on my own accord.

<FletchRyder> I see. ::scratches the side of his head some:: Well, I suppose all of us here are grateful to you and Dr. Greenbox for taking care of one of our own when we couldn’t. Also, for help stopping Rilth and Dark Kat. Your a true merit to your kind.

<FletchRyder> ((gui ^You’re))

<Glitch> ::smiles:: Thank you. It was no trouble. I only wish we could have put Dark Kat behind bars so we would be safe from him.

<FletchRyder> Me too. ::returns a faint smile:: If you’ll excuse me, I’ve probably got a lot of work stacking up. It was nice talking with you, Ms. Reed.

<Glitch> It was nice talking to you as well, Agent Ryder. ::smiles. goes acoherant before his eyes and zaps into a power outlet, heading home she is!::

<Josie_Lyons> ((lol shalla we pause this then ladies?))

<FletchRyder> ::blinks at that, then sighs heavily:: Guess I better start getting use to seeing more of that.

<FletchRyder> ((Sounds great. I’m about to drop. XD))

<Glitch> ((Sure! nights guys! ::huggles!::))

<Josie_Lyons> ((Night all! ::huggles::))

<FletchRyder> ((Have a good one, you all!))

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