2007-04-01

<McGrath> RPG Start?
<Mark_Sulfur> CUZ” I SAID SO!!!!!!one!!!1111uno!!
<Mark_Sulfur> 4Yes. XD
<Felony> ((lol is that an official start? XD))
<Felony> ::because can keep this nick, HA! waiting in her office for McGrath::
<Felony> <Tansy>::tagging along with McGrath to his new crib!::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((yes. XD))
<McGrath> :: knocks on Felony’s office door ::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::is calling up a meeting. To the conference room, all you suckers!::
<McGrath> :: after having entered Fel’s swanky place and taking in the sights XD ::
<Felony> <HANS>::is there then! HUZZAH!::
<Tasha_Forge> <Assana>::is with McG!::
* Shades is now known as Gracie_Pat
<Tasha_Forge> ::is there then! hoi!:: <Joe>::as is he!::
<Gracie_Pat> ::is there since she is supposed to be!::
<Felony> ::opens the door this time to let him in as she expecting him. blinks seeing his two companions:: What’s with the midget chicks? ::goes from door now to sit on her desk::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::GOOD! ABOUT TIME YOU SLACKERS SHOW UP XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::is mentally counting heads:
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> :is there, too: <Jason> ::at his usual spot against the wall::
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe>::do I get to lean against the wall too now?::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::copycat. XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> Is this all of them?
<McGrath> Relatives in for a visit. :: withdraws the device, holding it out :: You’ll want to keep this somewhere safe.
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe>::i just asked!::
<Felony> Ringo’s out on patrol I believe.
<Felony> <HANS>^
<Felony> ((<McGrath> … oh is he? You didn’t kill him did you? <Fel>::hides weapon behind back::))
<Tasha_Forge> ((LOL!))
<Felony> <Tansy> ::giggles and goes into the room. looks around being nosy!:: <Felony>::reaches out and takes it. eyes it:: The heck is this?
<Tasha_Forge> <Assana>::still clinging to her McGrath! Lol! you go be nosy! I not letting McGrath go!::
<McGrath> You wouldn’t care if I told you. But it matters to your future business partner.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD!))
<Mark_Sulfur> ::sighs:: Very well then. I assume all of you got the memo, right?
<Felony> ::shrugs:: Fine.  Now.  Who IS this guy and how to I contact him to let him know I have it?
<Tasha_Forge> ::nods:: You refering to the memo about the return of dark fat?
<Mark_Sulfur> Same one.
<McGrath> You won’t. He’ll contact you.
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe>::FINALLY got all the napalm off! lol! sitting back and listening. Don’t wanna lean next to yo stinky tail, Korat! XD::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::watch it, buddy boy. I know where you sleep. My sister told me. >D::
<Felony> <Tansy> ::gets into a dresser, pulls out some clothing and tosses it carelessly behind herself, finds a wavy blade dagger:: ooooh <Felony> ::mrrrs goes over and grabs Tansy by her wrist, snatches dagger, and drags her over to McGrath:: How’s he to even know to contact me? ::pushes Tansy to McGrath:: <Tansy> ::mrrrs sticks tongue out at Fel, clings to McGrath’s other arm::
<Felony> <Hans> We got it alright.  But what are we to do about it?
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe> ::………if you haven’t figured out by now where I sleep without your sisters help….::
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::shuddup. It was supposed to sound threatening::
<Gracie_Pat> ::curt nod::
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe>::you can’t even sound threatening in your in thoughts!::
<Felony> ((::diies!:: <Jase> Look, you get in trouble with her so much, I don’t know if one night yer on the sofa, in the back yard, or at your sister’s depending on the severity of the offense.))
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> What’re we gonna do about it? What we always do with criminals. Stop him at all costs.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::SOOOOODEAD:))
<Tasha_Forge> <Joe> I assume Trina has filled you in on our theory about how this ties in with the SWAT Kats?
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Jason> If you crash at my place, I’ll assume you ate her chocolate and Tasha wanted to kill you too))
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> ::shakes her head:: I haven’t told everybody. ::stands up to get to the podium::
<McGrath> He’ll send a representative to the Katpones. You simply have to be there and make sure they accept.
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DEADDEAD!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((BRBRQ!))
<Tasha_Forge> ((BBQ! :::Pounces!::))
<Felony> Okay… and when will this be and who will this be? ::folds arms::
<Mark_Sulfur> (back))
<Tasha_Forge> ((WB!))
* Mark_Sulfur is now known as TrinaKorat
<Felony> ((wb!))
<McGrath> I don’t know who it will be, but there will be no mistaking him. It will occur in no later than 3 days. It may be today, tommorow or the next day.
<TrinaKorat> Here’s the thing. ::once she gets there:: The SWAT Kats splitting up wasn’t an out of the blue thing. It was planned.
<Tasha_Forge> ::listens!:: <Joe>::already knows this one so kicks back to listen, sipping coffee!::
<McGrath> ((<Jason> :: sighs :: Trina, I thought we talked about you and your crazy conspiracy ideas…))
<Felony> ((LOL!!))
<Gracie_Pat> ::watching and listening::
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Felony> Well THAT is helpful.
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD!!))
<McGrath> You shouldn’t let the Katpones out of your sight until then. :: turns away :: You know where to find me. :: exits and heads across the hall XD ::
<Tasha_Forge> <Assana>::grins at Fels and will go with McGrath! clingy to his arm! loL! its a Klingon!::
<TrinaKorat> Razor, not too long after he announced he was quitting his position as a SWAT Kat, left under his alter ego to Eastern Europe… on the same day.
<Felony> Wait a minute.  How long are these two… relatives visiting?  They ain’t going to go blabbing about this place are they?
* McGrath is now known as DMV_Database
<DMV_Database> <McGrath> You don’t have to worry about them. I’m sure they’ll… brighten the place up.
<Felony> <Tansy>::yeah! razzes and shuts door with a bit of wind after themselves XD:: <Fel>::blinks. sighs.:: Guess I’ll be spending quality time with Tony. ::smirks::
<TrinaKorat> And, that flight was headed to Latvia, which is the same area where Dark Kat is.
<Tasha_Forge> <Assana>::giggles: Do you want us to brighten this place up, McGrath?
* Felony is now known as Hans_Lynx
<Gracie_Pat> (( <fel>::gets to keep Tony company ALL THE TIME:: <Tony> ::annoyed that all she does is eat chocolate and watch bad soaps:: ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies!::))
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<DMV_Database> <McGrath> Knock yourselves out. :: enters his dingy hotel room. Lays down on the equally dingy bed, putting his arm behind his head as he closes his eyes ::
<DMV_Database> ((arms^))
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> It sure could us it! ::goes in after, sees he’s sleeping. then grins at her sister and hurries off to start renovating! XD::
<TrinaKorat> ((<Tansy and Assana> ::Stopped calling McG “Great One” when he took away their video iPod privileges and made them clean 24/7.::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony>::puts that mini device in a wall safe in the back of a closet.  goes to call up Tony::
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!!))
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Tasha_Forge> <Assana>::yes will go start renovating for her dear McG! oh and turns on some soap opera too…can’t miss her soaps…::
<Tasha_Forge> <Tony> ::answers:: yeah?  :;can be heard counting money in the background::
<TrinaKorat> ::goes to sit back down to let that all sink in::
<Hans_Lynx> ::raises hand::
* TrinaKorat is now known as Mark_Sulfur
<Gracie_Pat> ::looks allitle pale there::
<Mark_Sulfur> ::gets back to his podium:: Yeah, Lynx?
<Hans_Lynx> Hey, it’s Felony.  ::says in a cheerier than the usual buisness tone, you know mah naaame. -g-::
<Tasha_Forge> ::is in shock quite honestly::  <Joe>::already knw so yeah….pats Trina’s hand when she sits::
<Hans_Lynx> <FELONY>^^^
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEADDEADDEAD!!))
<Tasha_Forge> <Tony>::grins:: Hey Felony. What can I do for ya?
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Mark> Do I really wanna know, Lynx? And, why is your voice unusually high? ))
<DMV_Database> ((::dies::))
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> :gives Joe’s hand a squeeze. Is still bothered by all this and hasn’t slept in days now. Even went to sleep on the couch so she wouldn’t bother poor Joe with her tossing and turning. XD::
<Hans_Lynx> Well Captain Forge and I ended up finding a link between Dark Kat and Razor after he and Trina talked with T-Bone.  We investigated a warehouse where T-Bone had stated he and Razor had gone to in which they were seperated and Razor started acting funny since.  At the warehouse, in a report that was sent, we found a hidden wall with this device from Eval Corp. Captain Forge contacted them to find out what it was. ::will let Joe tell that part::
<Tasha_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies, shoosh!::))
<Tasha_Forge> ((::will let Joe tell th-?))
<Hans_Lynx> ::will let Joe tell that part.::
<Tasha_Forge> I couldn’t get any info out of them of what it did exactly, though we do know a piece is missing.  A neon green glowing cylinder that is about twelve inches long and four inches in diameter.  They said the device is useless without it.  The Triads was who had the device so I”m guessing they got the rest of it. (more)
<Tasha_Forge> ((^JOe!))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Just wondering if you and I are going to get to spend more time together soon. ::sits at her desk now::
* Tasha_Forge is now known as Joe_Forge
<Mark_Sulfur> ::frowns, listening::
<Joe_Forge> We did get some plates from the fire marshall off their vehicle and have an address. I was going to have someone with me to check the addy soon.  Though now this device is stolen. From the video footage of the evidence room it seems McGrath and the pixies took it, and I’ve not been abel to locate the pixies since.
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::Arches a brow:: Why would McGrath give us this information and then take something that we need?
<DMV_Database> <Judge> :: has authorized a search/arrest warrant at that adress if Joe already filed for one ::
<Hans_Lynx> Why does McGrath do anything he does?
<Joe_Forge> ::he has! thank you!::
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Gracie> because it makes for wonderful Plot devices? ))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::snorks!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> He’s got his reasons, and I rather we don’t jump to conclusions.
<Joe_Forge> I agree.  I’ve got a warrent on the address. I say some of us go check it. See whats up.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::beat the mun. she missed the line::  Mmm…not sure. When did you wanna hook up again?
<Mark_Sulfur> Granted. ::to Joe:: And, I want everyone to know one thing. The SWAT Kats, no matter where they are, are still our allies. For all they’ve done to help us, we owe them.
<Joe_Forge> <Tasha>::nods:: agreed.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Whenever you’d like.  I could even assist you if you’d like.  You’re more fun to work with than Enzo. ::chuckles::
<Gracie_Pat> ::nods too!:: Understood
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::chuckles:: I’m sure I am. I’m at the house now if you want to come over.
<Hans_Lynx> What if Razor shows up helping Tons of Fun?
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Gracie> I blow him up with alot of cherry bombs @___@ <Hans> I’m not sure if that would be enough for Dark Fat. ))
<Mark_Sulfur> We gotta separate Razor from Dark Kat in any way possible.
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD!!))
<Joe_Forge> ((::Diies!::))
<Joe_Forge> ((<Tasha> oh! oh! I know! we lure Dark Fat away with lots of tacos! ^__^ ))
<Hans_Lynx> ::nods at that:: Right.
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead!:: <Gracie> Cherry bombs IN his tacos! <Tasha>::highfives Gracie::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEADDEAD))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Your place?
* DMV_Database is now known as Address
<Mark_Sulfur> ::nods:: ANy other questions?
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joe_Forge> <Tasha>::shakes head no:: <Joe> I got one. who wants to go with me to see who’s behind that lil napalm on the device?
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Hans> …. Do these pants make my butt look fat? <Joe> …. Why do hot dogs come in packages of eight while the buns come in packages of twelve? <Tasha> Why does the Duck’s quack sound excatly like the original quacK? <Mark> ::facepalms:: ))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> What about the buisness with the NSA and the competing Triads and Katpone’s crew?  Dark Kat’s return is bringing about a lot of kats in this.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> remember? where I brought you after our date? Where you took over my hot tub. Thought you were gonna fall asleep in it.
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dead!::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony>::laughs a bit:: Just making sure that’s where you meant, Tony. I’ll be there in ten.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> I’ll be waiting.
<Mark_Sulfur> Unfortunately, I think the best way to resolve this is to let the Mafia deal with eachother. In the meantime, we stop whatever it is they’re trying to do to innocent people.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> ::hangs up then and checks herself out in mirror, making sure she’s looking loverly enough for the TonyToniTone’.  changes clothes to black leather skirt, purple corset and black lace up heeled boots.  isn’t fancy, but shows figure more. pulls on trench and takes up few weapons to hide on her person. exits to go to Tony’s::
<Gracie_Pat> ::is being quiet because she has nothing really to add to any of this::
<Hans_Lynx> Alright.  ::finds this quite a task but is up for it::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::whooo baby!::
<Joe_Forge> So who wants to come with me to check out the addy?
<Mark_Sulfur> Also, I’m assuming when Dark Kat makes his big debut, he’ll be arriving in his usual grand fashion – big ship, lots of chaos. But, I think it’d be better we got the upper hand first. <Jason> ::smirks some:: And, lucky us, we’ve got someone who can help in that department. ::looking to Gracie::
<Gracie_Pat> ::insert a very huge grin at getting looked at:: ….. :3 Glad to be of service
<Gracie_Pat> ::acknowledged/what not. XD::
<Address> ((<Gracie> I blow stuff up. And I like playing with fire. :: soudning like Butthead :: heh hehe FIRE! ))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD!!))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> ::smirks back:: Think you can start on that? ::to Gracie::
<Hans_Lynx> ::raises brow and looks at Gracie also::
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::Dying:: <Gracie> FIRE FIRE FIRE! <Sulfur> <What teh heck did I just agree to?> ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies!::))
<Gracie_Pat> Yes sir. Do you have anything in mind or do you wish for me to come up with it on the fly?
<Mark_Sulfur> <Jason> Surprise us.
<Gracie_Pat> ::smirks:: Right away sir.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony>::badaow through RPG magicness of sparkle! arrives at Tony’s! pulls up in her sedan. not ladylike to ride her harley in a short skirt. -g- exits car and goes up to ring his bell::
<Address> ((:: and later… :: <Jason> Alright, now Dark Kat’s attacking the city, and he’s got us in a pretty tight spot, but we planned ahead! Gracie! Give em’ that surprise! <Gracie> Oh boy, this is a good one :: holds up a baking tray filled with cupcakes :: <Jason> … what’s that? <Gracie> Well, you just said surprise you. Bet you’re surprised! ^_^ ))
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::will answer the door after a moment! grins:: come on in. My you look nice. ::in some khaki slacks and a black long sleeved shirt untucked and sleeves rolled up::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::DEAD!!::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Gracie_Pat> (( OMG ::Dead:: ))
<Hans_Lynx> ::and won’t volunteer on the addy checking lol had his fill in the warehouse the other day man.  I’m up for the task just… uh not today. -g-::
<Mark_Sulfur> ((<Jason> At LEAST tell me that those things have chocolate superlax or something! ;_;*))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DIIES::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::rolling!:: <Hans> OHHHH no! No more of that! ::Runs into the night! has decided to live with his problem!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies, baps you!::))
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Gracie> They explode once they come in contact with his stomach acid! <Joe>::notes never to eat Gracie’s cooking EVER:: ))
<Address> ((<Joe> Fine! I’ll go it alone. Whenever someone’s in trouble I always help, but when Joe asks for a favor Nooooooo ))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> ::grins:: Just figured I’d try and stay lookin’ nice for ya, Tony.
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIIIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony>::comes inside she does::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> You’re doing a good job. ::shuts the door and motions:: Please, this way. I got a few more things to do in my office.
<Hans_Lynx> ((::rollin’!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((::SOOOODEAD!!::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Alright. ::removes her coat and lays it out on back of a chair along the way::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::leads her to his office and motions to a chair:: have a seat if you like.  There’s some drinks over there. ::points to a mini-bar there::  Got the last of another big shipment sent out and payment in. Geting that taken care of.
<Address> :: investigate me XD ::
<Joe_Forge> ::i guess I”ll have to by myself! I asked twice so no takers! will go it alone if he has to! lol!::
<Hans_Lynx> ::yer the captain! CHOOSE YOUR VICTIMS::
<Address> ((<Mark> You’re a loose cannon, Joe! I’ll have your badge for this! ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::busts up!::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Mark> I’m retiring in four days! Four days! <Jase> No you’re not.  <Mark> I can dream, can’t I?))
<Mark_Sulfur> If there aren’t any more questions, Forge, if you wanna go investigate that address…
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD))
<Address> ((<Mark> You guys can go do the work while I golf with the mayor and schmooze us up some funding ))
<Joe_Forge> ::nods:: Trina? Gracie? you two want to come with me? ::I take two womenz!::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Joe>::that way can look like the real hero, since no one takes she-kat officers seriously::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::is rolling!::))
<Mark_Sulfur> ((DEAD!!))
<Mark_Sulfur> <Trina> ::nods::
<Gracie_Pat> ((::Chuckling:: ))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Joe>::takes his wife else she’d get mad if he picked another female agent. and picked another female agent so thathe won’t be accused of just going on a date with his wife instead of working. the troubles of modernday cartoon captains::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DEAD!::))
<Gracie_Pat> <.< Err.. Sure!
<Joe_Forge> alright lets get moving on that. ::Gets up and will go with the ladies!::
<Gracie_Pat> ::gets up and follows Joe, scheming her ‘surprise’ ::
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> Alright, thank you.  Want me to fix you something? ::goes over to where the liquor be::
<Joe_Forge> <Tasha>::will get up when others get going to meander out the door to go back to her racing mag…::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> sure.  Just gimme some crown and coke.  ::Sits down with his books and works on finishing filling out some ledgers and such.::
<Mark_Sulfur> Meeting adjourned.
<Hans_Lynx> <Felony> So who’s the client with the highest order?
* Mark_Sulfur is now known as TrinaKorat
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> so far DK still has the top one. No one can touch him.
<Hans_Lynx> ::gets up, stretches, and goes to shower anew because he feels he still has napalm in his fur lol::
<Hans_Lynx> ::and tomato juice. -g- nasty cocktail::
<Gracie_Pat> ::nummy! XD::
<Joe_Forge> <Tasha>::tell me about it….wasn’t sure if it was the spaghetti I cooked that smelled of tomato or you!::
<Address> <Creepling> :: lands on Tony’s balcony. Taps beak/mouth on the window ::
* Hans_Lynx is now known as Felony
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::blinks and looks over his shoulder. smirks:: well well..speak of the devil and his servant shows up. ::gets up to go let the creepling in::
<Joe_Forge> ::will lead them both out to his truck! got it denapalmed last night. XD  crawls in and waits on the girls!::
<Felony> ::fixes up his drink, and then one for herself. turns now and stares at the creepling:: Whoah… he always send one of those?
<Address> <Creepling> :: flies in, has a very ornate letter its carrying .Drops it off and then flies away ::
<TrinaKorat> ::gets in, sniffs some::
<Felony> <Could that be him…?> ::goes over to Tony’s desk and sets his drink down::
<Felony> ((<Gracie> So I’m trying out a new purfume to hide the gunpowder and sulfur smell. Shaddup.))
<Joe_Forge> Yes its tomato juice.  No the smell shouldn’t last much longer…
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::dying:: ))
<Gracie_Pat> ::gets into the truck::
<Joe<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Felony> ::sips some of her drink. wants to read that letter but won’t be nosy about it::
<Felony> ::just watches him reading it::
<Gracie_Pat> <.< At least it’s tomato juice and not El to Skunk.
<Address> <Letter> “The Triads have failed me miserably. I am severing ties with them. Your organization is going to be my new emissary in the region. Serve me well and you will be rewarded well. Serve me poorly and I take my business elsewhere. Do not fail me. ~ Dark Kat”
<Joe_Forge> :heads out!:: You ladies ready? Not sure what we’ll get into at this address.  It was Triads me and Hans saw.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::smirks:: About time he came to an understanding.
<Gracie_Pat> Ready as I could be.
<Address> :: happens to be Megakat Nursery, the kind with plants and such XD ::
<TrinaKorat> Well, whatever it is, we’ll get to the bottom of it. ::checks her gun magazine::
<Felony> ::idly:: What do you mean, Tony? ::takes a seat in front of his desk there::
<Gracie_Pat> ::<.< has a various bit of stuff on her, small gun… mini sticks of dynomite… lighter fluid mini bombs… Det cord XD::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::Tosses her the note and sits back down.::
<Address> ((<Trina> :: then gets sick from reading her gun magazine :: <Joe> I told you not to read in the car, but you never listen ))
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD!))
<Felony> ((LOL!!))
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::Snorks:: ))
<Joe_Forge> ::nods:: yeah. I want to know whats going on.
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joe_Forge> ::Through the magic of RPG warp will arrive! gets out and smirks;: A plant nursery huh? clever.
<TrinaKorat> Hooboy.
<Address> <Plant Nursery> :: is not in the part of town where one would expect that kind of shop XD ::
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Nursery>::Dozens of pink and green plants with huge teeth come running at them:: <plants> FEED ME SEYMOUR! <Joe> Ack.. Wrong address! ))
<Felony> ::yeyee! catches it and reads it over:: <So… it is Dark Kat.  Why couldn’t McGrath just SAY who it was?  Always so complicated…> Looks like things aren’t going so well for the Triads now.  :;lays the note on Tony’s desk and takes a sip of her drink.  remembers to cross one leg over the other and sit straight XD since he’s Mr. Manners::
<Felony> ((::dies!::))
<Address> ((<Shopkeep> So, will you be taking the semi-automatic fern or the fully automatic chia plant? ))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Gracie> Fully automatic Chia Plant! <Joe> that was going to be my choice. ))
<Joe_Forge> ((<Trina> now the fully automatic chia pet..is that the one with the afro that could deflect a bomb?  <Shopkeep> one in the same! ^_^ <trina> great! we’ll take ten! ::goes and sets them on the MBI roof and around the perimiter. will tend to those afros!::))
<Address> <Front Door> :: appears unlocked. Several plants can be seen through the glass windows inside ::
<Joe_Forge> Shall we? ::grins and opens door, going inside::
<Gracie_Pat> ::follows Joe, ears turned forward::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: seemingly going about daily business, but freezes seeing the MBI agents enter ::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> They certainly aren’t. They are making some very foolish mistakes. i figure they’ll up and head back to china before long.
<TrinaKorat> ((DDEAD!!))
<TrinaKorat> ::goes after, looking around::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: looking very nervous :: What can I help you with, officers?
<Gracie_Pat> ::glancing around at he various roses and bonquets around::
<Joe_Forge> We need to talk to you about a car.  ::going over to the shopkeep:: Got a minute?
<Address> <Plants> :: upon further enterting the store, many of them are revealed to be cardboard cutouts XD ::
<Gracie_Pat> (( …<Gracie> Do you have kat eating Cow plants? <Trina>::gives Gracie a look:: ))
<Gracie_Pat> ::frowns at the cut out flowers::
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Felony> Having him on our side will work wonders then.  <Especially since I now have that “bargaining chip” of a thing in my safe later.>  Things get better and better everyday. ::smiles at Tony and takes another sip of her drink::
<Felony> ((::dies y’all!::))
<Address> <shopkeep> … :: runs away into the back room ::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> of course they do! our organization is the best. They should know better than to mess with us.
<Joe_Forge> ::blinks:: I take that was a note. ::pulls his gun and goes after the shopkeep, being careful!::
<TrinaKorat> ;:Frowning, going after, too::
<Joe_Forge> ((^no! ugh! mind has gone))
<Gracie_Pat> ::follows!::
<Felony> ::leans a bit on his desk with an arm:: You going to tell your pops about the letter?
<Address> <Back Room> :: the shopkeep can be seen running towards the back, passing around several pallettes filled with a plastic-wrapped and suspicious looking substance. :: <Shop Keep> :: heading for a table with a small pile of weapons on it ::
<TrinaKorat> Freeze!
<Joe_Forge> ::goes on towards the back, checking around the corner before going in. frowns at the shopkeep and will take aim and fire a warning shot just past him and into the wall there!::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: is shot at, but doesn’t stop ::
<Joe_Forge> ::will take after him then!::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> I will in a bit.  Soon as I’m done with all this I can call and tell him everything at once.  I hope you got good numbers to report as well to Enzo?
<Gracie_Pat> ::following joe, but not without spying quick glances at the palletts, taking a whiff. Afraid those pallettes got ‘Palm in them::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: grabs up a shotgun from that table, pumps it to load a shell ::
<TrinaKorat> Take cover!
<Gracie_Pat> O.o ::ducks!::
<Joe_Forge> ::skids to a stop and ducks behind a pallet, looking out::  Drop the gun and lets talk politely huh?  DOn’t make us take you out the hard way.
<Felony> Oh definately.  Why else do you think I’d dare take some time off to be with you? ::little chuckle. leans back in the chair to relax. won’t pester him too much while he’s working there::
<Address> <Shopkeep> No way! Not gonna mess up again! :: fires! :: <Pallette> :: that Joe’s taking cover behind, part of it gets blow open, spilling the white, powdery contents of the floor ::
<Gracie_Pat> :X
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> ::chuckles:: Don’t let ole Enzo harrass you too much.  ::will finish up and dial up Katpone. tells him his numbers and the story with DK:: <Katpone>::is happy! yayee!:: <Tony>::hangs up and grins:: And now I”m free to enjoy my company.
<Joe_Forge> ::cringes. steps out slightly before he can reload and takes aim to try and shoot the gun out of his hand!::
<TrinaKorat> ::tries to fire a shot, too::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: issa shot, dropping the gun and falling down ::
<Joe_Forge> ::mrrs and will move over to him quickly, though gun still aimed.::
<Gracie_Pat> ::inspects that whtie powder that came from the pallet::
<Address> <White Powder> :: is a shipment of ‘nip it would seem ::
<TrinaKorat> ‘Nip? ::to Gracie::
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: is out. Took a bullent to the shoulder. Will wake up with a bad headache ::
<Joe_Forge> ::will check the shopkeep to see if he’s still alive and if is, if he’s got any other weapons on him::
<Address> ((bullet^))
<Gracie_Pat> ::eyebrows go up, shakes her hand very quickly after she runs her fingers along it:: … Yes. But white…
<Felony> ::smiles:: Wonderful.  And don’t worry.  Enzo’s threats won’t fly seeing as he knows I’m one of the best he’s got.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::chuckles:: that a girl. Would you like to go sit in the den or something?
<Felony> ((<Enzo>::we’re in the sugar market now!::))
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Fel> And he’s too wrapped up in buttering up his new bodyguard. <Tony> Who? <Fel> Shady. Poor sap. ))
<Joe_Forge> (::DIIIES!::))
<Felony> ((LOL!!))
<Felony> Sure.  More comfortable than in here. ::stands and takes up her drink. waits for him and follows him into his den::
<Joe_Forge> He’s out. ::turns and frowns at the white stuff. rubs at his nose. prolly got some on him and all. great…just what he needed::
<Address> <Table> :: the one with several weapons atop it, also has a lot of multi-colored paperwork ::
<TrinaKorat> ))DEAD))
<TrinaKorat> ::sighs:: Let’s book ‘em.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> indeed. ::will take his drink and heads to the den with her. will take a seat on the sofa::
<Gracie_Pat> ::goes towards the table now::
<Joe_Forge> ::nods, sneezing some and motions to Trina he’s gonna step out a moment.  and will do so!::
<Gracie_Pat> (( ACK BRB ))
<Address> <Papers> :: appear to be various receipts. One of them from Megakat Airways for a one-way trip ticket to Latvia’s international airport. ::
<TrinaKorat> ::nods to Joe, goes cuff the shop keep::
<Felony> ::sits next to him and props her feet on the coffee table::  Ah… this is the life, ain’t it? ::grins::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::puts an arm around her shoudlers:: It is. Good money, fine drinks, and a beautiful she-kat. Doesn’t get any better.
<Address> <Shopkeep> :: issa cuffed ::
<Joe_Forge> ::will step up front again, dusting nip off himself as best he can and doing so quickly:: <Thats just what I needed to cloud the situation in there.> ::will start glancing around for any sign of that green cylinder or other evidence::
<TrinaKorat> ::calls up HQ, too, to let them know to prepare a cell::
<Address> <Another Paper> :: appears to a KatEx delivery receipt, with various insurance options selected and precise packacing information: 12″ by 4″ cylinder, sent express ::
<Address> ((<Hans> :: is kicked out of the cell to make room. Was napping there …::))
<Gracie_Pat> ((back ))
<Felony> ((WB!))
<Joe_Forge> ((WB!))
<Felony> ((::dies!::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES::))
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD::))
<TrinaKorat> ((WB!))
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::dying at Hans XD:: ))
<Gracie_Pat> ::frowning:: this isn’t good….
<Gracie_Pat> … is it?
<Felony> ::chuckles:: It’s nice to hear a tom be so flattering for once.
<Felony> <Hans>::will prepare that cell! that’s my work for the day. -g-::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> Not trying to be. Stating facts my dear. ::smiles::
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::gags at Tony::
<TrinaKorat> Not at all.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::yer just jealous!::
<Felony> Uh huh. ::hey! get outta my private life. -g- Enzo’s worse.  and prolly doesn’t mean what he says half the time. XD::
<Gracie_Pat> ::bites her bottom lip, eyeing the pallettes:: if all of these pallettes are probably ‘nip and like… man eating guns or something…
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::We’ll compare notes later, miss ‘I butter up my boss Real Guuuud’::
<Felony> ((<shipping instructions>::include lead lining for the packaging as contents may be hazardous with prolonged exposure otherwise.  KatEx just used bubblewrap and said what the hey.::))
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> I am! ::grins at her:: I wouldn’t have an ugly woman here thats for sure.
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!:))
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<TrinaKorat> ((::blinkies::))
<Felony> ((LOL she made a boo boo. XD))
<Joe_Forge> ((whu oh!))
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<Joe_Forge> ((WB!))
<TrinaKorat> ((WB!))
<Felony> ((w00t and IRC worked for you yey ChanServ!))
<Gracie_Pat> (( =___= ::clicked the disconnect instead of the server window icon:: ))
<TrinaKorat> ((LOL Moops!))
<Felony> ::busts up laughing now at that:: I guess you wouldn’t.
<Address> <Shipping Receipt> :: has a specific location listed in what looks to be rural Latvia ::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> I never would.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::sips his drink:: So, what do you wanna do today?
<TrinaKorat> ::eyeing shopkeep:: Does it say anything else?
<Joe_Forge> ::will be walking around up front. Appearing to look for any evidence but is also shaking off the nip::
<Felony> Hmmm… just relax… perhaps see if there’s anything more on the news about the SWAT Kats or something. ::reason I came over here has come and gone, but wants to relax for reals::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> sure. ::will grab the remote and turn on the TV. will kick back after taking shoes off and props feet up beside hers, leaning back to watch the TV!::
<Address> <The Scene> :: no sign of the cylinder itself however. Receipts show that it was shipped same day Jake left. Tickets and receipt show that they’re heading for the same place. ::
<Gracie_Pat> That thingie isn’t here.. ::checking receipts:: far as we know it could be in Bora Bora by now.
<TrinaKorat> Wonderful. Any date on there?
<Gracie_Pat> (( <Trina> Thingie? <Joe> It’s related to whichamacallit. <Trina> And connected to Doo dad? ))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIES!::))
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD))
<Joe_Forge> ::will return shortly later, rubbing at nose still:: Anything?
<Gracie_Pat> Says it shipped off… ::reads off the date:: …. Hey wait.. that’s the same day when Razor had his thing on TV….
<Felony> ::idly wonders how Tony will handle the upcoming chaos that will insue between his brother and father.:: You’re definately much better company than your brother.  ::chuckles::
<TrinaKorat> ::frowns, goes see::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::whatchu talkin bout?! Me and my pops is tight! ain’t no one gettin between us! Chuckles:: I take that as a compliment, though not a high one considering my brother can be rather selfish and not very nice.
<Gracie_Pat> ::offers the receipts for Trina to glance over::
<TrinaKorat> ::takes them, looking at them, frowning::And, same place where he was heading.
<Felony> You know he’s taken quite an intrest in that dealer you hired that saved your pops’ life.  Wants to be close to her and chase her so much, he hired her as one of his bodyguards. ::with my suggestion of course, but I said “driver”, didn’t say bodyguard XD::
<Gracie_Pat> Bad bad ju ju is in the air….
<Felony> ((<Joe>::sneezes:: <Gracie> And now on my shirt.  Cover your mouth. ))
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::Dead:: ))
<TrinaKorat> ::sighs, rubs at her eyes::
<Joe_Forge> ((::Diiiies!::))
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> Oh really? I must rememember to harrass him about it next time I talk to him. ::Smirks:: She enjoying the new job?
<Address> ((Aaaand, with that I need to get going. ))
<Gracie_Pat> (( Okay ))
<Felony> ((Maw night Matt! ::hugs!::))
<Joe_Forge> ((maww nights Matt!))
<Gracie_Pat> (( was fun Matt! ))
<Address> ((See you later))
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<Felony> Not sure.  Haven’t talked to her about it yet.  She just got “promoted” yesterday evening anyway.
<TrinaKorat> ((drats. Missed him))
<TrinaKorat> We better rope this area out.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::nods:: I see.  I’ll still pick on him.  ::chuckles::
<Felony> ::smirks:: I hope you do.
<Gracie_Pat> Understood. We got the rope in the truck don’t we?
<Felony> Though you’re not one to talk…
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::Can be harassed tonight if need be::
<Joe_Forge> ::nods to Gracie::I’ll call someone to come help us get this nip out of here.  Figure we might need some Enforcers on this one. This is a lot of nip. This was a main warehouse.
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: I’ll go contact Feral.
<Felony> ((<telemarketers>::harrass Shady tonight:: <Shady> NOT what I meant!))
<Felony> <Enzo> ::calls Shady up then!::
<Joe_Forge> ((::diiies!::))
<Gracie_Pat> Okay. I’ll go get the rope then
<Gracie_Pat> (( ::dying omg you peeps:: ))
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD))
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::at the firing range down town. Spoke to her parents earlier today, thus she is not a very happy woman. Give me SUGAR Enzo and I shall forget my foul mood!::
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::phone rings, steps back from her place in line for more ammo and pulls the ear protection muffs away, finally answers:: Monroe.
<Joe_Forge> Thanks guys. ::Glancing around at the mess and shakes head::  Not good at all….
<TrinaKorat> ::sighs:: It’s getting worse.
<Gracie_Pat> ::goes to the truck and plucks out the rope and comes back with it::
<Joe_Forge> Tell me about it.  They are going nuts with the SK’s gone. I’ve seen this much but it’d be at several warehouses ,never just one.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> Why? You think he’d pick on me for you?
<Gracie_Pat> They’re taking advantage of the situation.
<Felony> <Enzo> Going to need you tonight for your first guarding of my body.  ::smirking. leaning against a wall of some warehouse somewhere::
<Felony> Well, I am under your employee too… not directly but still.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> Okay. Where do you want me to show up?
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> still….::pulls her closer:: don’t worry about Enzo. I can handle him.  ::Smirks:: been pushing his buttons all my life.
<Joe_Forge> Definitly. Gotta be runners out all over this city.  I’ll call dad and give him the heads up. Tell him to watch the warehouses in Twilight. Action will pick up there too.
<Gracie_Pat> ::begins to rope the area out::
<Felony> ::chuckles, pulled closer. decides to even lean her head against him:: Push them for me then.
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: Good plan.
<Felony> <Enzo> Warehouse in the SoHo district.  Know where it is?
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> Yes. What time?
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> I will, sugar.  I will…
<Joe_Forge> You guys find anything?
<Gracie_Pat> ::looks at Trina like ‘you want me to say?’::
<TrinaKorat> ::looks to Gracie, nods, feels a headache coming on::
<Felony> Say… didn’t you tell me you cooked? ::grins at him::
<Felony> <Enzo> Half hour.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::grins:: I do.  Why? You hungry?
<Gracie_Pat> Way too much ‘nip for it to be pleasant… Not that nip is ever pleasant in the beginning… and receipts that point towards that green… thingie mah jig we’re looking for is most likely no longer in this country.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> I’ll be there right away, sir. ::doesn’t say goodbye or anything. Just hangs up::
<Joe_Forge> Let me guess…Latvia?
<TrinaKorat> Bingo.
<Joe_Forge> ::Shakes head:: Why do I get the sinking feeling we’re gonna have to travel there ourselves?
<Gracie_Pat> …. Because that’s inevitable?
<Felony> Yeah, I could go for something to keep me from getting tipsy off this drink.  Plus, I’m curious to try your pasta from an italian mafio.
<Felony> <Enzo>::hangs up as well and grins. finishes up his work while waiting on her::
<TrinaKorat> ::groans softly:: That’s the last thing I wanted. Mark’s gonna have to talk to country officials to let us in.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::chuckles: Alright. ::gets up and heads to the kitchen. is a nice big open kitchen. will go get things ready::
<Joe_Forge> We can get it going though and be ready unless they show up here again.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::after several moments appears at that warehouse in So ho. Is in fitted low rise jeans, heavy black boots with thick soles, a black button up shirt that’s unbuttoned enough to show off alittle bit of her goods and a soft black leather blazer. Underneath that blazer is her holster and her gun XD. Hair loose and wearing wire frame sunglasses with purple lenses::
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: Alright. WE better tell him.
<Gracie_Pat> …I’ve never even been to Canada…..
<Felony> ::w00t he’s doing it! gets up and goes after him curiously. takes a seat at a stool at the island in there if there is one:: Well aren’t you a sweetheart. ::smiles at him::
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::apporaches Enzo now, looking calm, though she’s thinking <Ugh, why am I doing this again?>::
<TrinaKorat> Then you better check that your passport’s up to date. ::smirk::
<Felony> <Enzo> Well you’re dressed a bit more sharp than usual.  ::grins::  C’mon.::motions for her to follow him out the back::
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::chuckles:: I can be when I want to be. ::grins::
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::follows:: thought I would amuse you and not dress like a punk rock reject. ::follows him::
<Joe_Forge> I’ll call Mark up for us. ::will dial a mark!::
<Felony> Trust me, I feel priviledged.
<TrinaKorat> <Mark> ::picks up!:: Yeah.
<Felony> Enzo> Definately more professional.  I like that.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> you should! I don’t cook for just anyone. ::using fresh ingredients too!  gets things to cooking while he cuts things up!::
<Joe_Forge> Mark, its Joe.  We checked the addy. Got one headed your way already. Got some disturbing news though.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> I am to please.
<Felony> So… why me then? ::grins::
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::aim even::
<TrinaKorat> <Mark> ::frowns:: Oh?
<Felony> ((<Shady> Me am good guard of bodies! ^___^))
<Joe_Forge> <Tony>::shrugs:: You’re a special she-kat. ::smiles. will toss a pepperoni at her to eat!::
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Gracie_Pat> <mun>::prone to typos this early in the morning XD::
<Felony> <Enzo>::reaches his car, and gets in on passenger’s side this time::
<Joe_Forge> Seems we missed the device we’re looking for. It got shipped to …get this….Latvia. We got an address this time. We’re wondering if we aren’t going to have to go there ourselves.  You wanna start making calls to get us entrance into there to do business?
<Felony> ::catches with a smile and pops it in her mouth. makes sure to swallow it first before talking lol:: And you’re a special tom… Good catch if you can find one that cooks.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady>::gets into the driver’s seat since Enzo apparentally doesn’t want to drive. Fires up the engine:: Where we heading?
<TrinaKorat> <Mark> Wonderful. I’ll do what I can.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> Hey, we Italians can cook thats for sure. One of our specialties. Mobsters and cooking we’re famous for!
<Felony> <Enzo> Fifth and Katalina.  I need to restock my liquors.
<Joe_Forge> Thanks mark. We’re calling in Enforcers on this job here. There’s ‘nip everywhere.
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> Understood ::starts driving ::
<TrinaKorat> <Mark> ::nods:: Alright. ::hangs up, starts making calls::
<Felony> ((<Trina>::sighs:: Why is it mafia boys can cook fresh pasta while my husband just makes poisonous over scrambled eggs?))
<TrinaKorat> ((::FALLS OVER::))
<Joe_Forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joe_Forge> ::hangs up too:: Alright he’s on it.
<Gracie_Pat> (( <gracie> you can over scramble eggs? @_@ ))
<Felony> <Enzo> What nights are you off this week?
<Joe_Forge> ((<Joe> yes…it takes little practice and high heat))
<Felony> ((<Trina> Same way you can burn water. -_-;))
<Joe_Forge> ((<Joe> which I”ve done! ^__^ ))
<Gracie_Pat> <Shady> ::searching her memory:: All week. I’m working on some new material so I don’t have any gigs to worry about.
<Felony> ::laughs a bit:: Oh I see.  You’re a regular stereotype then, huh?
<TrinaKorat> ((DEAD!))
<Felony> <Enzo> Good.  Keep your nights open then for me.
<Joe_Forge> <Tony> Nahhh they broke the mobster mold with me. ::winks and turns to stir the sauce!::