Jason rushes to Joe’s house after leaving the park to go and get that sword so he can save Ann. Joe tries to calm Jase down and insists that he go with Jase to help out Ann. They return to the park where Globulous had taken Ann and sure enough Globulous shows. He ejects Ann from himself unharmed and demands the sword or more of their loved ones will be taken. Joe goes to fight Globulous with the sword while Jase carries Ann off to safety. Using some sort of magic draining device, Globulous tries to pull the magic from the Dragon Sword, which ends up envoking the two ghostly SWAT Kat spirits within who thwart his attempts. Frustrated, Globulous decides to leave for now and Joe takes Jase and Ann back to his place. Jase takes Ann home from there though Ann asks if he’d stay with her the night as she’s a bit uneasy after that experience.
Meanwhile, Stormcrow had returned to the Bureau with the unconscious pixies. She runs into Hans who helps get her restraints off and bandages her injured wrist. Storm tells Hans what happened and the two ponder on how to revive the pixies when Storm remembers that Tansy once awoke with wind from a previous encounter. She revives Assana with some water and then they revive Tansy by fanning her with paper fans. Both pixies mention that it was Joe and Hans that got them in the situation before laying down to rest some more to help regain their magic. Hans and Storm leave the two just as McGrath arrives from the crime scene in the woods where they were found. McGrath sees that all are alright from the event earlier and heads on out.
Stormcrow goes to the hospital after knowing the pixies are okay to get her wrist looked at. She’s only sprained it and they take care of her. The Pastmaster had followed her and before she gets back to the MBI, he attacks and tries to drain her magic. Unable to teleport during this process, Storm flees and ends up in a local laundromat. Pastmaster follows her and after a bit of dodging and struggling, he manages to get his watch back and flees through a portal. Storm goes back to the MBI.
McGrath arrives at Swytch’s penthouse apartment to confront her about the ordeal with the pixies and Stormcrow. She ends up telling him she’s dying, more quickly than a mortal should and the only thing keeping her around now is the collar of hers she’s always wearing. Without it she’ll instantly age then turn to dust, but with it she’s only got about a year to live unless she can get the Tome of Time to help her or other magic means. McGrath tells her there is another way and for her to come to the MBI the next afternoon to discuss it.
<Countrykat> ::any of this mun’s charas are available for harassment!::
* Sagey is now known as Jason_Korat
<Jason_Korat> ::gets off at Joe and Trina’s place, bangs on the door::
* LadyStormcrow is now known as StormcrowSelkirk
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is likewise available. This same day or next?::
* Countrykat is now known as Joseph_forge
<Joseph_forge> ::will answer yon door! :: hey, Jase. Come on in. ::smiles. took a couple of days off to recoup from his injuries and to be with Trina::
<Jason_Korat> No time. Where’s the sword?
<Joseph_forge> ::blinks:: the sword? Its safely here. Why?
<Jason_Korat> I’m sorry, Joe. I need to take it. That thing’s got Annie.
<Joseph_forge> ::Frowns:: crud. I’m coming with you. ::turning to go get it from its hiding spot::
<Jason_Korat> What’s so important about it? I thought it was linked to Cale and that was it.
<StormcrowSelkirk> :;mun guesses this is same day?::
<Jason_Korat> ::methinks so? XD::
<Joseph_forge> ::will produce the sword, sighing some:: It…..its more than that. It contains the spirits of the two swat kats from the other dimension. They are who made it possible for Cale to be a kitten again. They are sorta his guardians still.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::McGrath having disappeared for the moment, returns to the MBI in a sorry state. Is singed and damp, has part of a bucked locked around one wrist, is holding the other wrist gingerly, and fur on hands is limp and discolored. Cradling the unconscious pixies against her side, heads for the infirmary::
<Jason_Korat> Trina told me all that… So I’m thinking this.. whatever he is trying to use the sword to get back to his own dimension? ?
<Joseph_forge> Possibly. Or use the magic for something. Whatever it is I’m not to keen on handing it over.
<Jason_Korat> Waitaminute. Waitaminute. ::hand up:: I thought that was only possible with the Tome of Time?
<Joseph_forge> It glows sometimes when there’s danger. And who knows if he’s planning on getting the Tome too for all we know.
* Felony is now known as Tansy_B
<Tansy_B> <Hans>::at the Bureau of EMBEEEYE still. blinks at Stormcrow as he passes her in the hall:: Uh… Stormcrow? You… okay?
<StormcrowSelkirk> Do I look okay? ::says half-jokingly. Still has the bucket lid around one wrist, is singed and damp, and fur on hands is limp and discolored from being boiled. Has her free wrist curled slightly in pain::
* Tansy_B is now known as Hans_Lynx
<Hans_Lynx> The heck happened?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small sigh:: McGrath, Swytch, and the Pastmaster happened. ::looks down at the pixies in their sack-hammock:: At least I managed to find these two.
<Hans_Lynx> Find? So I guess they weren’t frollicking merrily in the woods? ::reaches out to take them gently and go with LS to infirmary::
<Jason_Korat> ::rubs at his face, frustrated::
<Joseph_forge> Come on. I’ll go with you. ::pats his shoulder. will leave Trina a note!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::lets him take them, goes with:: Not exactly. Swytch was holding them prisoner.
<Jason_Korat> I just don’t know where to start, Joe.
<Joseph_forge> Neither do I. But we gotta get Ann back if that monster has him.
<Hans_Lynx> ::carries them to infirmary. lays ‘em down still on the sack dealie on one of the cots in there:: Looks like she had you as well, judging by your new accessories. ::meaning the collar and chain and the wrist lock:: I’ll get some metal cutters. ::heads off to get a pair::
<Joseph_forge> ((^her))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> ::OMG! you totally did NOT just call me a boy! I did not steal the female gender!!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small smile:: Thanks. ::takes a seat to wait for him, looking at her free wrist. Sees that it’s swollen a bit.:: <Please don’t let it be broken.>
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<Hans_Lynx> ::returns shortly and goes over to where she is. ponders:: hold your arm out straight and away from you.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does so::
<Jason_Korat> ((DEAD!))
<Hans_Lynx> ::carefully judges, sees where the lock clamps, uses the metal cutters to break the lock so the rest falls off her wrist, freeing it::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::breathes a sigh of relief. Flexes that wrist, winces::
<Jason_Korat> ::starts to pace, is worried sick:: I just… if we had a phone call… ANYTHING.
<Hans_Lynx> Alright… now for your necklace. ::grins. notes the base of the chain and lock, clamps down with the metal cutters and voila! she issa free!:: <collar>::clanks on the floor after the chain::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::rubs her neck as best she can with her wrists hurting:: Thanks, Hans. ::examines her swollen wrist, then looks over at the pixies::
<Joseph_forge> I know..::pats his back.:: here…take a seat. ::will motion him over to sit!::
<Hans_Lynx> No problem. Need some bandages or anything?
<Jason_Korat> ::sits:: I was right there! I coulda helped her!
<StormcrowSelkirk> Um, well, do you know anything about diagnosing breaks or sprains? ::shows her wrist::
<Hans_Lynx> ::is her wrist bent funny? XD:: Er… ::looks::
<StormcrowSelkirk> <Wrist> ::no, just swollen a bit. Probably nothing worse than a minor sprain, if that.::
* McGrath has joined
* ChanServ sets mode: +o McGrath
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Lo!))
<Joseph_forge> ::sits by him:: we can’t do everything Jase. ::Sighs:: i’m finding that very clear nowdays.
<Hans_Lynx> ((hey Matt!))
<McGrath> ((Heyas. Slept a little later than I planned.))
<Jason_Korat> ((hey Matt!))
<Hans_Lynx> ((s’alright! Haven’t been going too long.))
<Hans_Lynx> It doesn’t look broke. Might need to see a doctor about it. Why don’t you head on home for awhile and rest up, okay?
<Joseph_forge> ((heyas Matt!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::shakes her head:: Not yet, I want to be here if these two wake up. ::nods to the pixies:: But I’ll put some ice on it for now.
<Hans_Lynx> Might want to get it wrapped at least.
<Jason_Korat> I almost lost her once, Joe… and I didn’t do anything. I COULDN’T do anything…
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hesitates:: I don’t really know how to do that.
<Joseph_forge> Jase..calm down. Panicing like this doesn’t do her any good. You need a clear head to think right. Now..we did he say anything when he took her? About where to meet him or how he’d contact you?
<Jason_Korat> He just said to bring the sword, but… that was it!
<Hans_Lynx> Sit down. I know enough to. ::goes over and looks for some bandaging wrap. finds some and goes over to her::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does so, lets Hans work his magic;:
<Joseph_forge> Where did he take her from?
<Jason_Korat> The park… where we were last.
<Hans_Lynx> Relax. This might feel uncomfortable. ::takes her wrist some to hold it out in front of her. begins wrapping it up properlike. learned basic first aid years ago::
<Joseph_forge> alright. How about we go there then? Its a starting point. ::getting up and gathering up the sword and one of his guns::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small “Eee!” sound of pain as her wrist is straightened, but grits her teeth and shuts up. Lets him wrap it up::
<Hans_Lynx> Hold still. ::soon finishes up. looks it over:: Flex your fingers.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does so:: What should I be feeling?
<Hans_Lynx> Your fingers. ::grins:: If you can’t then you may’ve pinched a nerve and that’s not good. There’s an ice pack in the small freezer in here. ::nods towards it as he puts things away::
<Jason_Korat> ::sighs, goes after him::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Well, I can feel them, so I guess it’s okay. Thanks. ::feels better as she goes to fetch the ice pack. Pads it over her wrist::
<Joseph_forge> ::heads out to his own truck:: i’m driving. You’re too much of a nervous wreck. ::Smirks, getting in::
<Hans_Lynx> Don’t ask me anything about how to fix pixies. That’s more your department.
<StormcrowSelkirk> Heh, if only. ::looks worried:: I’m guessing Swytch did something to them. The last time I saw them imprisoned, they didn’t take this long to wake up, and they definitely don’t look well.
<Hans_Lynx> Look kinda… paler than usual. The blueish coloring isn’t so light in their hair and fur. S’almost white like the rest of them.
<Hans_Lynx> ::peering at them now curiously:: No clue what she did?
<Jason_Korat> Yeah, yeah.
<Joseph_forge> ::will head for the park!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::nods:: I noticed that. And, no, not really. She had hold of Tansy at one point and was doing some sort of spell – ::then recalls the line about “wanting her magic”, and all the magic stuff gathered:: She must have drained them somehow.
<Hans_Lynx> But how? She doesn’t have powers anymore… does she?
<StormcrowSelkirk> I don’t think so, but the Pastmaster does, and she was working with him.
<Jason_Korat> ::tail twitches nervously::
<Hans_Lynx> That’s never good. And what about McGrath? Where is he?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::irritated sigh:: I wish I knew.
<Joseph_forge> ::will pull up at the park and gets out! getting the sword out and holding tightly to it:: Okay so where were you guys?
<Hans_Lynx> Maybe you should tell me the whole event… from how you even found the pixies to how you got away?
<Jason_Korat> This way. :motions::
<Joseph_forge> ::follows! keeping ears perked and eyes peeled!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sighs:: Well, it all started when McGrath showed me a new magic talisman. ::tells the tale of how she followed the amulet to the mysterious stairs, and was trapped by Swytch and Pasty::
<Jason_Korat> ::gets to where he and Ann were attacked:: I’M HERE!
<Joseph_forge> ::looking around, unsheathing the sword! since it seems to glow when globby is near!::
<Hans_Lynx> ::listens to the story. runs fingers through his hair some:: Wow… so… seems like the Pastmaster’s left Swytch… bet their partnership is dissolved now. Hmm… Guess they were draining the pixies, and maybe you too, for magic?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::nods:: That’s how it looks to me. ::worried look:: They still have some of that potion that had my hair in it.
<Hans_Lynx> I doubt the Pastmaster knows to come here and find you.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gulps:: I hope not.
<Jason_Korat> ::looks around, growling:: C’mon, show yourself.
<Jason_Korat> ::yells again:: I brought what you wanted!
<StormcrowSelkirk> Me, I wonder how Swytch managed to get in contact with him.
* McGrath is now known as Globulous
<Hans_Lynx> Who knows. Maybe they’re old college buddies? ::snickers::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::chuckles:: Could be.
<Globulous> :: then the sword probably starts to glow then. Drops down from above, landing in front of them :: Put the sword down on the ground.
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::glowly thing!::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Globby> Sorry took me a bit. I was making up a sandwich. A hoagie. And now! FOR THE SWORD! <Joe> Why do you need it?! <Globby> I need something for spreading mayo on a large sub.))
<Jason_Korat> ((::SOOOOOOOODEAD!!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Joseph_forge> ::raises sword when he spots Globby! growling! glances at Jase!::
<Jason_Korat> Where is she?!
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Jase> Use a case knife! <Globby> Psh, you know how long that would take on this two footer sandwich? C’MON! I don’t have that kinda time in the world of villany today! It’s dog eat dog’s sandwich!))
<Jason_Korat> ((::DYING!::))0
<Joseph_forge> ((::SOOOODEAD!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DEAD*!!!))
<Hans_Lynx> Hmm… if magic drained from them has made the pixies like this… anyway we could possibly put magic back into them to wake ‘em up?
<Joseph_forge> ((<Hans> So..if Assana’s power is water…can we like…hold her under the water in the toilet and that wake her up? <LS> Either that or drown ‘er…))
<Globulous> :: ejects Ann from within, depositing her on the ground in a small puddle of goo ::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD!!:: <Assana>::thankful she’s woken up, but doesn’t like the smell::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> I guess so, but I don’t know how we’d do that. ::wry look:: If I tried, I’d probably just roast them. ::thinks:: When we were on that island, Tansy got better when she was out in the open air . . . ::goes to the sink and gingerly gets a cup of water::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann>::BLORP! unconscious from that, ew, you ruined my dress!! and HAIR! -g-::
<Hans_Lynx> ::watches Stormcrow::
<Jason_Korat> ::eyes wide, runs over there::
<Joseph_forge> ::steps forward some, watching Globby carefully:: What do you want with this sword?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::takes the cup over to the pixies. Dips a fingertip into the water, then lets a few drops fall on Assana’s forehead. Has no idea if this will work::
<Hans_Lynx> ::watching to see!::
<Joseph_forge> ((<Assana>::now is a wet, unconsiouse pixie…gee thanks. XD:: <Tansy>::held out the car window as they go down the road. looks like scardy kat after being scared::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DEAD*))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::dies!::))
<Joseph_forge> <Assana>::stirs!:: Mmmm? ::slits eyes open. that better be spring water dang it!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sorry, is tapwater::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<LS> It’s TAP! FEEEL THE BURNING CHLORINE!!))
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((DEADDEAD!!::))
<Globulous> Now, hand over the sword or this starts all over again. :: then at Forge’s question :: You can talk to Josie Lyons about that.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sees the eyes open:: Hey, Assana. How are you feeling?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::glows in Joe’s hand!::
<Hans_Lynx> ((<LS>::blows on Tansy:: <Tansy> ::coughs, wakes up:: … you need a sprig of mint… ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Joseph_forge> Lyons? ::frowns:: No how about you tell me what you want with it. I’m tired of games. ::firmly::
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann>::all gooped up. not breathing btw. mun thought she typed that::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana>::slowly sits up, rubbing at her head:: Almost Great One? W..where am I? ::looking around! confused!::
<Jason_Korat> Annie? ::holds her gently::
<StormcrowSelkirk> It’s okay. You’re back at the MBI, in the infirmary. ::looks at the cup:: Do you want some more water?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann>::raised up some in Jase’s arms. cough cough blork! spitting out the goo, gasping for air::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> oh….is it spring water?
<Hans_Lynx> What’d you do?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::awkward look:: Uh, I’m afraid not. I’m not sure if we have that.
<Globulous> If you were tired of games you’d hand over the sword and stop prolonging things :: turns an arm into a bladed extension :: I can keep this up for a long time, and the longer you delay the more of your loved ones I’m going to use against you :: gesturing to Ann ::
<Hans_Lynx> We do. ::smiles:: In the fridge. ::goes and gets some, opening a bottle::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> Thank you, Agent Lynx. ::small smile. will take water when he gives and drinks! wheee!::
<Jason_Korat> ::glares at him, holds Ann protectively::
<Hans_Lynx> :;handed!::
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::glooooooooow moooooooooore::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> ::wipes eyes some and then clings to Jase::
<Joseph_forge> :Raises sword:: how about we just simply end this? Hmm? You and me, Globulous. Winner gets the sword…
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Globby> Connect four! I win! <Joe> Very sneaky sis! ::stabby Globby::))
<Jason_Korat> ::picks her up and gets them out of the way::
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIES!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> ::issa carried! my hero! <3 holding onto him::
<Globulous> As pathetically entertaining as that may be, I’d rather just take it now :: slashes the bladed arm through a nearby tree :: <Tree> :: severed near the bottom, starts to topple rapidly in Joe’s direction ::
<Joseph_forge> ::will scramble back out of the way! rushing at Globby to try and slash at him!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::watches, waiting to see how Assana does with the water::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana>::color starting to return as she sets the water down! hardly looks like she drank any. lol! :: Thank you. That is better already. ::smiles a bit. looks over at her sister then!:: Oh dear! Tansy! ::will crawl over there and pat her cheek:: Sister! wake up!
<Jason_Korat> ::sets her down somewhere, still holding her:: You okay?
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy>::taking a wonderous nap! XD::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Do you think getting some air would help her? I know you don’t like the city air, but I’m not sure it’s safe to go far right now.
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::does glowy thing! Surrounds Joe, too!::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Jason… ::weak sounding:: Yeah… I’m okay… What is that thing… what does it want…?
<Hans_Lynx> Maybe use a fan?
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> ::nods:: I think it would.
<Jason_Korat> I don’t know. It wanted the sword and… we brought it. ::cleans her face some witha kleenex::
<Globulous> :: produces what appears to be an over-sized set of alligator-clips from within that he clamps down on the sword as it’s thrusted into range :: <Alligator Clips> :: lock onto the blade of the sword and begin to syphon away its magical energy :: <Globulous> The NSA is such a great toy store.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::nods:: A fan, good idea. ::looks about, then fetches a piece of paper and begins folding it into a fan::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Sword…?
<Joseph_forge> ((<Ann> I don’t think Kleenex will work. Better try charmin. or bounty…))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::((
<Jason_Korat> Long story. ::then just hugs her close:: I’m sorry.
<Joseph_forge> ::growls, trying to jerk the sword away!:: I don’t think so! ::tries to kick at those clips to make them release!::
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD:: <Jase> Which Charmin?! The one the blue bear uses, or the red bear?! I can’t decide!! Gone, gone are the days of just one, strong, simple, supple Charmin! <Ann>::wipes spittle off face too::))
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::hey!::
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIIIIES!::))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*DIES*))
<Hans_Lynx> ((<Jase> Curse you government! Even the toilet paper is bi-partisan! A shame it can’t wipe clean your cra- <Ann> ENOUGH already, gimmie yer shirt!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<Joseph_forge> ((::DIIIIIES!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::once fan is folded, begins fanning Tansy gently::
<Jason_Korat> ((DEADDEAD!!!!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::has to go gently, as even her good wrist is rather bruised::
<Globulous> <Clips> :: remain connected, likely steadily reducing the sword’s glow to a not-glow XD ::
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::glows more:: <Ghost T-Bone> ::appears!:: Enough already! What is all this?!
<Joseph_forge> ((<Ghost T-Bone> I was taking a nap dang it!))
<Hans_Lynx> ::makes a paperfan as well and fans Tansy:: <Tansy> ::slowly coming to:: nn… wha…?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor> ::appears beside him::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::smiles, relieved:: How are you feeling?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<Jason_Korat> ((<Hans> ::fans too hard:: <Tansy> ::blown away!::))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Sorry? For what?
<Hans_Lynx> ((LOL!!))
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> ::Smiles:: Sister! ::hugs her!:: You are awake! ((<Tansy>::is choked! passes out again!::))
<Jason_Korat> I couldn’t stop him… like the last time you disappeared and I couldnt’ do anything… I couldn’t find you…
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::smiles and returns Assana’s hug:: Where is the Pastmaster… ?
<Joseph_forge> ::Still keeping a hold on that sword! isn’t letting it go! :: He’s trying to take the sword!
<Jason_Korat> <GTBone> ::blinks at Globby:: Th’ heck is that? Someone sneeze into a nuclear vat?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor> No… he’s draining it of it’s magic! ::can feel the glow being pulled along towards the device through the clips::
<Joseph_forge> Then help me get these things off the sword! ::trying to jerk it free!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> We’re not really sure. Last I saw, he disappeared through a portal. ::small smile:: Swytch wasn’t too happy about that.
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Jase… it isn’t your fault… nor was it last time… ::holds him close::
<Jason_Korat> <G-TBone> Can’t even take a nap for a few months. ::starts to “jerk back” the power::
<Joseph_forge> ((<GTBone and GRazor>::shrug. possess Joe!:: <Joe>::later argues with himself and beats himself up::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD!::))
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> They brought us back to the MBI, sister!
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> That’s wonderful… ::still weakened, color returning slowly::
<Joseph_forge> ((<Joe> Please! No more hot pepper contests with myself! I can’t take it! ::gulping big glasses of milk!::))
<Globulous> :: frowns as the sword starts to glow again :: <Clips> :: after a moment, overload and explode off the sword ::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor> ::helps T-Bone! flung back some as the clips overloaded and explodey off the sword::
<Jason_Korat> ((DEADDEAD!!))
<Hans_Lynx> ((::DEAD:: <Trina> I just thought he wanted more spicy cooking… so I gave them to him. ::shrugs::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::starts fanning again:: Does this help?
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::glowing again, yey!::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Yes, thank you. ::smiles up at her ‘n Hans, as Hans too fans s’more::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor>::floats back up into the air:: This magic is not for you, oil face.
<Jason_Korat> <G TBone> We can offer you a magic hanky, tho’.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hopes this will finish soon, wrist does not like this::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> That’s enough, thank you both. ::stands:: <hans>::stops with the fanning::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::stops too:: How did this happen, guys?
<Joseph_forge> ::issa flung back himself! landing with sword in hand! oof! owwww….gets up slowly, keeping an eye on globby!::
<Globulous> Alright, Forge. :: taking note of the new company :: You’ve just managed to make things more interesting, but you won’t be able to keep that sword forever. :: disolves into a liquid state and darts into a nearby storm drain, disappearing ::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana>::shrugs:: Captain Forge came and asked me for help. I followed him and Swytch and the Pastmaster we waiting for me outside. ::Frowning:: the captain did nothing to stop them from taking me…
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> He drained us of our magic… they both did. To restore his watch and cast spells. While we have awakened, our magic is still weak and will take time to be restored.
<Joseph_forge> ::watches at Globby dissappears. sighs:: Great…. Thanks for the help, guys.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::eyes widen at their description, looks to Hans to see if he has any thoughts::
<Jason_Korat> I’m NOT letting you go. Ever. :clinging to her, maw::
<Jason_Korat> <GTBone> Any chance of keeping it quiet out here?
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Twas Captain Forge? Last kat I saw was Agent Lynx here, I turned around and felt a sharp pain on my head and awoke next to you sister.
<Hans_Lynx> Me?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor> ::frowning watching snotman leave::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> Aye… <Hans> I didn’t see you… you left a note on the front desk saying you and Assana were off for awhile.
<Joseph_forge> Probably. Its pretty empty out here in the park right now. ::if he means anybody overhearing everything::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana>::looking at Tansy then at Hans:: we did not leave a note…
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::shakes head:: Obviously they planned this. They must have made some kind of illusion, to look like kats you’d trust.
<Hans_Lynx> <Ghost Razor> Good… be safe, Joseph. ::vanishes::
<Jason_Korat> <GTBone> What he said. If you need anything, call. ::disappears, too::
<Joseph_forge> I’m trying..::nods and after they are back in the sword, will sheath it and goes in search of Jase and Ann!::
<Hans_Lynx> Something like that I guess…
* Globulous is now known as McGrath
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> ::still hugging Jase lol::
<McGrath> :: arrives back at the MBI, had been at the crime scene taking photos and sampling evidence, probably with the Enforcers there, but anyway, returns to the MBI ::
<Hans_Lynx> ::inna infirmary we be who be at the Bureau::
<Jason_Korat> <Sword> ::finishes the glowyness::
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> It is possible…::sighs:: I am just glad it is over. It will take time to recover our magic.
<StormcrowSelkirk> I know what you mean. ::looks down at her hands:: Is there anything we can do to help?
<Joseph_forge> <Assana> You have done plenty. ;;smiles;: I wish to rest now some more. ::going to get comfy to do so!::
<Joseph_forge> ::goes over to them:: he’s gone..for now… He’ll be back though.
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> As do I. ::yawns and smiles:: <hans> Sure thing. ::pats the two gently and heads outta the Infirmary::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann>::looks up at Joe:: Back… ?
<Jason_Korat> ::frowns:: he almost got the sword…
<StormcrowSelkirk> All right then. ::watches them go, then looks down at her wrist:: I guess I can go get this looked at now.
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Will one of you please explain to me what is so important about a sword?
<McGrath> :: enters the infirmary ::
<Hans_Lynx> Oh, hey McGrath. Heard about your adventure.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::tries to keep her expression neutral as she sees McGrath, but is still annoyed at him for sending her alone into danger::
<Joseph_forge> Its magical. What he wants with it exactly I don’t know. He just tried to drain it but I was able to get it free from him. ::won’t say about the boys helping since they sorta a secret though Jase knows about ‘em::
<Joseph_forge> Come on. We should get out of here. ::motioning to them to head back to the truck::
<Jason_Korat> :nods, picks Annie up::
<McGrath> :: ignores Hans :: Everyone alive?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> I’m okay… I can walk now, Jase…
<Joseph_forge> ::heads back to the truck and gets in! will take them back to his place for Jase to get his ride!::
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::smiles, sitting up as she had laid down:: Yes, McGrath. Thank you.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::nods:: We’re alive. We’re scathed, but we’re alive.
<Joseph_forge> ((and can say he got them home to his place so they can leave as this mun must get to bed. Has to be at work at 6:30 in the morning))
<Jason_Korat> ((Maw, okies!))
<Joseph_forge> ((nights guys! ::hugloafs!::))
<Hans_Lynx> ((maw nights CK!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Nights!))
* @Joseph_forge Quit (Quit: <Bill> Is that LEGAL?! <Pilot> I dunno, but its fun! – Bill Engval)
<Hans_Lynx> <Tansy> ::yawns and joins Assana in slumber::
<Jason_Korat> Are you sure?
<Jason_Korat> ::as he helps her into his car once they get to Joe’s place::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> I’m sure. ::gets in Jase’s car::
<Jason_Korat> Well, let’s get you home so you can clean up. ::worried about her, he is::
<McGrath> :: nods, and seeing they’re fine, exits the room without another word ::
<Hans_Lynx> … ::just watches him head off, looks at Stormcrow::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::rolls her eyes a little as she returns Hans’s look::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Why can’t you just hand over that sword, Jase? What’s Forge mean about “draining” it? Draining it of what exactly?
<Jason_Korat> It’s power.
<Hans_Lynx> ::smirks:: Let me know how that wrist is okay?
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> … It’s power.
<Hans_Lynx> ((its^))
<Jason_Korat> ((Typo on my part, too. XD))
<Hans_Lynx> ((I blame your bad grammar for mine. -g-))
<Jason_Korat> ::explains to her best he can:: And, if I’m not mistaken, the Tome of Time’d help, too. Much more than the sword.
<Jason_Korat> ((Your fault for cheating off my page. XD))
<Hans_Lynx> ((… curse you!))
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> … you… mind staying with me tonight? I’d rather not be alone.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::small sigh, nods;: I will. Keep an eye on the pixies, will you?
<Hans_Lynx> Sure thing. ::smiles::
<Jason_Korat> If you need me to…
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Please? Being inside that… thing was awful.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::smiles back, and heads off to Megakat Memorial to have her wrist looked at::
<Jason_Korat> ::reaches to hold her hand and squeezes it gently::
<Hans_Lynx> ::goes and gets newspaper to read, will stand (or sit XD) guard in the infirmary while the pixies rest::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> ::smiles a little at him, putting her other hand on theirs::
<Jason_Korat> ::gets her hoooome!::
<Hans_Lynx> <Ann> Sorry about your car’s interior. I’ll pay to have it cleaned.
* Hans_Lynx is now known as dark_figure
<Jason_Korat> I’m not worried about that. ::helps her out::
<dark_figure> ::follows Stormcrow after she leaves the MBI::
<dark_figure> <Ann> ::helped out of the vehicle. heads inside building with Jase, giving a nod tothe doorman who lets ‘em in:: Don’t even ask. ::says to him and goes on to the elevators::
<McGrath> :: after the appropriate amount of travel time, makes his way to Swytch’s penthouse apartment building. ::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is wary, but not enough to detect the Dark Figure as she boards some mode of transportation to the hospital::
<Jason_Korat> ::goes with!::
<dark_figure> <Swytch> ::is already at her apartment. had a driver in a jeep come and get her. she told him she liked going out there to meditate so he’d be none the wiser.::
<dark_figure> ::rides on top of said mode of transportation to the hospital::
<dark_figure> :;onna roof::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::disembarks from the bus just down the street from the hospital, walks the rest of the way::
<dark_figure> ::leaps off the top of the bus, landing in some bushes behind Storm after she disembarks::
<Jason_Korat> ::waits for Ann to clean up while sitting on her couch. is looking at the ring he bought her::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::not aware, walks down the sidewalk toward the hospital steps::
<dark_figure> <Ann> ::once they get to her apartment, goes to shower quickly lol get the filthy gunk offa her. emerges in pair of comfy blue jeans and a nice white blouse:: Want anything to drink?
<Jason_Korat> Mmm? ::looks up:: Oh, sure. ::removed his jacket and tie::
<McGrath> :: presses her button at the door to be let in ::
<dark_figure> <Swytch> ::gets up from her sofa and goes to the door. sees who it is on camera. says nothing, just buzzes him on in::
<dark_figure> <Ann> I can have those cleaned too. It’s a nice suit. You look good in it. ::goes to get out bottle of milk. pours ‘em a couple of glasses::
<dark_figure> ::trailing Storm, stops though when she enters the hospital. hides and will wait::
<Jason_Korat> ((<McGrath> ::palmface:: I did it all wrong. <Swytch> Huh? <McGrath> be right back. ::disappears!:: <Swytch> …? *10 minutes later* <McGrath> ::swings into her place via rope through the window and lands on her glass coffee table. Stands and dusts off:: There. Thought I lost my touch for a minute. <Swytch> ><!!!! ::KEEL::))
<Jason_Korat> ::chuckles:: Thanks.
<dark_figure> ((::DEAD!::))
<McGrath> :: takes the elevator up to the top level, and goes to her apartment door, knocks on it ::
<dark_figure> <Ann> ::hands him his glass and sits next to him. drinks some milk and sits it down:: What a date huh?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::into the hospital she goes! Waits in line, fills out forms, etc. to finally be examined, where it is found that the wrist has a minor sprain, and the other one is just bruised. When asked how it happened, claims her hands got stuck through an opening while she was moving furniture::
<Jason_Korat> I know… For once, I was hoping for quiet. ::wraps an arm around her::
<dark_figure> <Swytch> It’s unlocked. Not like it’d matter with you. ::standing looking out the large balcony window which has been repaired since McGrath’s last visit::
<dark_figure> ((<Nurse> Was this furniture in anyway alive or possessed? <Storm> what? <Nurse> Just answer, this is Megakat City, we got new procedures okay?))
<Jason_Korat> ((::dies!::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((*dies*))
<dark_figure> <Ann> You and me both. ::sighs, leans back glad to be home::
<McGrath> :: enters, staying near the door :: You lied.
<dark_figure> <Swytch> About what.
<Jason_Korat> I’m sorry it had to be cut short like this…
<McGrath> Your involvement.
<dark_figure> <Ann> Hey… I’m just glad I’m alive right now, Jase. ::smiles, scoots over to lean against him some, putting arms ’round him::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sprained wrist is bandaged as needed, and what other medical procedures are done for a minor sprain (mun doesn’t know).::
<dark_figure> <Swytch> Telling you the truth wasn’t an option.
<McGrath> And why is that?
<Shades> ((Sorry for being quiet peeps, but this kitty is going to bed ::brain has proven it didn’t want to work:: ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Nights!))
<Jason_Korat> ((Nights, Shadesmun!))
<dark_figure> ((<Nurse> ::paints her face blue!:: <LS> This part of it? <Nurse> Nah. I’m just bored!))
<dark_figure> ((it’s alright, night Shady!))
<Jason_Korat> ::smiles down at her. Kisses her forehead gently::
<Shades> ((night!))
* @Shades Quit (Quit: I’m thirsty for your love, dancing underneath the skies of Lust.)
<dark_figure> <Swytch> Guess it wouldn’t have mattered… you stopped my plans none the less.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((lol))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::once all is dealt with, departs the hospital::
<dark_figure> <Ann> ::soft purr:: Thanks for being here, Jase.
<dark_figure> ::ah hah! sees her emerging and will follow her anew!::
<Jason_Korat> You’re welcome. :;then says softly:; I… never got your answer…
<dark_figure> <Ann> For what?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is followed anew as she returns to the MBI::
<dark_figure> ::gnar! annoyed with her returning there…:: <yellow blast of light> ::hits the sidewalk in front of Stormcrow::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::cries out in surprise at that, whirls around::
<Jason_Korat> ::reaches for the promise ring and shows her:: About my promise to always be there for you no matter what?
* dark_figure is now known as Pastmaster
<Pastmaster> ::holding up that vial of yellow liquid:: That’s far enough. Heh heh heh hee…
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::tighter breathing in fear, but stands her ground:: What do you want from me?
<Pastmaster> <Ann> ::chuckles:: I’d almost forgotten… ::holds right hand out, since it’s not an engagement ring, for him to put it on her finger for an answer::
<Jason_Korat> ::does so!::
<McGrath> I had hoped that it wasn’t you.
<Pastmaster> Your power, my dear… ::downs the liquid, he glows slightly and holds out the watch.:: <Stormcrow> ::starts to glow too, yellow gold in color, her magic starting to pull out of her and into the watch!::
<Pastmaster> <Ann> ::leans in to kiss him:: I’ll always be here for you too, Jase.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Why? ::turns to him:: Do you honestly think I believe you CARE?
<Jason_Korat> :returns it. Smiles and hugs her close::
<Jason_Korat> ((And, I need bed, peeps))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::feels the draining feeling, tries to back away:: Stop it! Let me go! ::tries to throws a fireball from her unbandaged hand::
<Jason_Korat> ((::is trying to make herself get up early tomorrow:: XD))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((Nights!))
<Pastmaster> ((maw night Sagey!))
<Pastmaster> <fireball>::gets pulled into the watch as well:: <Pastmaster>::mrrs as that was a bit much than what he’d been after, backed up a bit but keeps draining::
<McGrath> I think that you’re afraid to care.
<Jason_Korat> ((NIghts all! ::hugs::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::sees she can’t fight that way, tries to ‘port away instead::
* @Jason_Korat Quit (Quit: I got a postcard from my brain today. It said it’s having a wonderful time.)
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> You don’t know me and my worries. ::glares at him::
<Pastmaster> ::wasn’t expecting that!:: What the?! ::she can ‘port, but she may notice the speed of which has slowed down:: Get back here! I’m not finished with you yet! ::turns and aims the watch in her direction but loosing the connection::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is basically a dot of magic energy herself when she does this, if she’s able to manage::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::is slowed down, and starts to be drawn back. Tries to re-shape herself, moving beyond scared into terrified::
<Pastmaster> ::mrrrrs trying to pull her back, she might be a bit more quick though! escape is up to the mun!::
<McGrath> :: takes out a paperback copy of her book, flipping through some of the chapters :: I know a few things.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::does manage to re-shape, but finds she’s only managed to ‘port about twelve yards, as opposed to the several blocks she was trying for::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Psh. It’s all lies, falsehoods… I’m surprised you even read it.
<Pastmaster> ((<Storm>::teleported halfway… missing her lower half halfway:: AOOOOOW! Dangit! ::dials ambulance to go back with both her halves to Megakat Memorial::))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ((LOL))
<Pastmaster> ::moving towards her, trying again to drain her:: This will be over shortly… then you can go about your pathetic mortal life once again! Nyeh hehehehe!
<McGrath> It is some of the better ghostwritten literacture I’ve had the pleasure of reading, but despite that, you paint an accurate picture of how you want others to see you.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> And this picture looks like what? ::flops back down on her sofa::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::doubts that she can reason with him, so makes a run for it!::
<McGrath> Someone who’s afraid and very insecure, who’s urge to gain power is the result of her own sense of powerlessness.
<Pastmaster> ::rushes after her lol! smaller but quick!::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::sighs, folds arms on the back of the sofa, it faces the balcony in the center of the room, its back towards McGrath. turns ’round and rests her head on her arms:: It’s a hard habit to give up.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hurrying down the street. Dodges quickly into an open doorway::
<Pastmaster> ::follows! not caring where she’s going::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::not really caring where she’s going either, just trying to get away:: <Laundromat> ::not very busy at this time of day, but some customers are in, and rather startled by this sudden intrusion::
<Pastmaster> ::knocks a lady into her open dryer to get her out of his way, leaps up ontop of the middle row, fires a draining beam towards Stormcrow from behind::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gets a glancing hit from the beam, cries out and lunges for a door, trying to use it to deflect any further beams:: <Okay, don’t panic, think!>
<Pastmaster> ::rushes over and leaps down, hurrying towards the door she’s hiding behind::
<McGrath> Go to a rehab clinic. Get therapy. Do whatever. I’m sure your MBC backers can find a way to market it. But don’t something that I need to clean up after again. My patience runs out eventually.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::meant a door of a washer, which is not very good for hiding behind::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> None of those things can help me. I’m dying Jason. ::sits up:: On the edge of fading out of existance altogether at a rapid rate. ::tugs at her collar with the ring dangling from it. pulling it out some. as she does so, her face ages some, wrinkles appear. Swytch lets it back to normal and it fades back to normal::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> The only thing that is keeping me from turning to centuries old dust is this collar. Should something happen and it be removed… poof!
<Pastmaster> ::lol ah wasn’t sure XD moves to punch the window’s glass of the washer, breaking it. hoi!::
<McGrath> Then I suggest you don’t remove it.
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gets glass in her hair as she ducks away from that:: Uh, pardon me! ::snatches a jug of detergent from a startled patron, sloshes its contents at Pasty!::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Even still my age is quicker than that of a mortal. I do not know if I will be around to see another year’s passing. ::stands:: I need the Tome of Time to fix this, but the MBI will not give it to me. The Pastmaster promised to aid me if I gained him his magic watch and it’s former status, but you see how well THAT has turned out. ::moves from around the sofa::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch>::and walks towards McGrath:: I have no choice but to steal and lie to get what I want.
<Pastmaster> GAH! ::hit with the sweet scented goo lol holds up hands in front of his face, the watch of his slips from his grip!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::was not exactly expecting that, but takes the chance. Darts in to grab the watch!::
<Pastmaster> No! ::leap grabbies it lol it’s slick in both their grips as they both try and get it::
<Pastmaster> <watch>::slides across the floor::
<StormcrowSelkirk> Oh no. ::scrambles across the floor after it! Tries to bash at Pasty with the half-full detergent jug to knock him back::
<Pastmaster> Oof! ::knocked back, gets up again and goes after her!::
<McGrath> There’s another way. :: walks back towards the door :: But you’ll need to abandon all of this.
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> Another way? What other way?
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::struggles mightily, trying to snag the watch chain with her claws::
<Pastmaster> <watch chain>::snagged!:: <glowing>::of Pasty, Storm and the watch suddenly ceases as she gets the watch::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::gapes a moment at that:: <Did I stop the spell?>
<McGrath> Be at the MBI tommorow afternoon and we’ll discuss your options.
<Pastmaster> Curse you girl… give that to me! ::rar pounces for the watch!::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> … ::suspicious look:: … fine.
<StormcrowSelkirk> And let you drain me? Right! ::with claws in chain, is able to grip the chain and pull the watch close. Tries to roll out of the way enough to get her footing::
<Pastmaster> ::mrrs grabs hold of her tail::
<McGrath> :: leaves, closing the door behind himself ::
<Pastmaster> <Swytch> ::goes back to sitting on the sofa, looking out the window::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::snarls in pain:: Let go of me! ::kicks at::
<Pastmaster> Let go of my watch! ::kicked at but holds on tightly!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> <Laundromat patrons> ::some have fled, some are gaping::
<McGrath> ((And, that does it for me tonight))
<Pastmaster> ::lol made their chore entertainment!::
<Pastmaster> ((night Matt!))
<StormcrowSelkirk> Nuh-uh! ::tries to scratch at with her bandaged hand. Not very professional, but is a scared kitty!::
<McGrath> ((nights))
* @McGrath (Quit: )
<Pastmaster> ::robe sleeve slashed but bones underneath. laughs at her:: Foolish girl! ::starts to “climb” over her lol short lil’ bugger, and reaches for the watch:: The spell has ended! Give me back my watch!
<StormcrowSelkirk> Forgive me if I don’t trust you. ::is climbed over, and not happy about it:: Agh! Get *off* me and we’ll talk!
<Pastmaster> ::tries to claw at whichver hand is holding the watch::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::unbandaged hand is clawed, and being bruised, is quite sensitive. Cries in pain, lets go of watch, though claws are still hooked in the chain::
<Pastmaster> ::leaps over, grabbing the watch and tugs it, hoping to make her leggo mah watcho!::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::finds herself in a tug-of-war over the watch, him with the watch itself and her with the chain::
<Pastmaster> ::pulls one more time rather hard!:: <chain>::gives and breaks! sending both backwards most likely – Pastmaster with the watch:: <Pastmaster>::lands in a laundry basket of clean snuggly soft clothes. -g-:: nrrrr ::holds out watch to create another portal::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::broke a claw or two in the tug, clings to the chain as she watches, waiting to either fight or flee depending on what Pasty does next::
<Pastmaster> ::glares at her:: The next time I see you girl… will be your death! ::rar, leaps out of the basket and into the portal which closes up::
<Pastmaster> ((<kat bystandar> So… that’s where all the missing socks go… ))
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::shaking a little as she watches that:: <I need to get back to the Bureau. Now.> ::tries to ‘port away, not caring if the bystanders see her::
<Pastmaster> <bystanders>::what few remain, after seeing this, aren’t surprised by that XD she might end up in tabloids ;D::
<StormcrowSelkirk> ::hi-ho, hi-ho, ’tis back to the Bureau we go, to get some antiseptic for her broken claw and some comfort food for her nerves::