Session Start: Thu Jan 31 21:55:37 2002
* DianaManashevitz ...walks into the Asylum, then, right hand still casted
* Shingami blinks lookign up and waves
<Shingami> hey diana
* DianaManashevitz grins tiredly* Konbonwa, Shing...how're you?
<Shingami> doin peachy
* DianaManashevitz blinks and smirks a little* Good to hear...
<Shingami> took Nox's advice and tried to come to terms with myself... m gettin there
* DianaManashevitz smiles* I'm glad to hear that...so you're feeling better?
<Shingami> Physicaly yeah... mentaly... umm... a little
<DianaManashevitz> It'll come with time...
<Shingami> lord knows i got plenty of it
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly and sits down, streatching her legs a little
<DianaManashevitz> Making good use of it then, ne?
<Shingami> I'm not exactly twidlin my thumbs here... well nto al the time
* DianaManashevitz nods a little
<Shingami> but still there is a lot wrong with me i dotn know how to fix... or dotn want to... *abcently rubs her wrists* i knwo im makred fo rthe rest of my days form the stigmata .. this si all jsut a big bad nightmare or soemthin
* DianaManashevitz shakes her head a little* So long as you learn something from it, it's benificial...
<Shingami> Yeah my brother throws a mean right hook
* DianaManashevitz smirks, reaching back with her left hand to let her hair free from its tail* Best not piss him off then...
<Shingami> hes treetign me like a little kid again.. though ive been a pest to him too... im tryin to get bakc to a semblence of an abnormal life but doesnt mean it dont hurt
* DianaManashevitz nods...* It seldom doesn't...
<Shingami> ive noticed
* DianaManashevitz curls her legs up under her, covering a small yawn
<Shingami> tiard?
* DianaManashevitz nods a little* Hai...it's been a hellish day...what with this hand and all...
<Shingami> but its gettin better right?
<DianaManashevitz> I'm getting the cast off next week some time...then I'll find out if it is or not...
<Shingami> hope it is... casts suck
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...that they do....*leans back, rubbing her eyes with her left hand* Especially when you depend on the casted hand to make money most of the time...
<Shingami> oh that sucks and bites
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...most deffinately...it wears on a person...
<Shingami> lots of things do
* DianaManashevitz nods slowly
* DianaManashevitz streaches, back popping
<Shingami> ew
* Klork makes a face, hearing that when he comes in the door
<Klork> gyyaah..
<Shingami> Hiya klorkie
<Klork> alloo. <G>
* DianaManashevitz grins tiredly
<DianaManashevitz> What? It felt good...
<Shingami> its oogie
<DianaManashevitz> Ehe...
<Klork> sounded damn painful tho *shudders* So, what's up?
* DianaManashevitz shrugs a little and shakes her head slightly* Not much...
<Klork> good to hear as usual *smirks, stretching a bit*
<Shingami> ceiling is up your over there Diana is there im here and.. bacon is diagonlay right to the curvature of the edge of the pie plate in the fridge
* DianaManashevitz smirks a little
<Klork> ........bacon? *purrrs*
<Shingami> I brought soem home
* HappyLittleMoron comes down the stairs, folding her wings against her back
<Klork> oooOooo *prances into the kitchen, which looks rather funny seeing that he's in his bartending gear, holding a large portfolio under his arm*
* HappyLittleMoron blinks
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly
* DianaManashevitz hrms...
* DianaManashevitz gets up...takes out "Search for the Holy Grail" and pops it into the VCR, then grins cheesily
<Shingami> didnt know klorkie knew hor to prance
<Shingami> Woohoo python!
* DianaManashevitz nods
* Klork comes out, munching on it after heating it up, settling on a chair and putting his portfolio down
* Shingami pouts
* HappyLittleMoron grins lopsidedly and stands behind the chair KLork's in...rubbing his shoulders* Heyo...
<Shingami> hope you didnt make all of it
* Klork holds a plate out for her
<Klork> Nah, just half..want some?
<Shingami> ... thats a silly question*takes some*
* Klork chuckles, offering some to HLM with a smirk
<HappyLittleMoron> Mmm...thank you, sweetheart...*nibbles on some* ...waht's in the portfolio?
* Klork blinks, then shrugs
<Klork> some art work, not mine tho *smirks*
* DianaManashevitz 's just kinda half-dozing
<HappyLittleMoron> Ooh?
* Nox is on the roof*
* Shingami munches on bacon and watches Python
* Klork nods a bit
<Klork> yep...kid at the restaurant..he's eleven years old and he draws like a professional artist...at least when it comes to chalk..
<HappyLittleMoron> Wow...
* Klork nods, opening the portfolio and laying out some intricately detailed chalk drawings of still-lifes, mostly of plants and flowers...
<Klork> Little brother of my head waitress...*smirks* I promised him I'd find a place to sell these..people weren't taking him seriously, so I'll represent em', sell em', and give him all the profits.
<HappyLittleMoron> Woow...
* HappyLittleMoron nods...* Those are amazing...
* Klork nods..
<Klork> Takin' em' to a few places I know that would buy them..*smirks* You wanna buy one? He charges reasonably at fifteen bucks a pop.
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles* Hey, sure...we can use another picture for the wall..
* Syan runs down the street in wolf form, skidding here and there on patches of ice, trying to get to the asylum asap..
* Klork smirks
<Klork> Which one ya want?
* Random FoHer looks up and blinks, smirking and taking out a gun...using Syan as target practice* Not ev'ry day ya get ta hunt wolf in tha city...
* Syan errks, skidding up to the door and barking as loud as he can, too panicked to transform..besides...if he did it right there n' then....he'd be nekked..
* HappyLittleMoron blinks and gets up, heading to the door and opening it, ducking back when the place gets shot at
* Syan skurries in, stumbling a bit, getting a heavy limp to him..
* Klork blinks, hopping over the pictures to close the door after Syan's in
<Klork> gyaH! what the heck was THAT?
* HappyLittleMoron gyahs* No clue...Syan...?? *looks over at him, concerned...looking for injuries*
* Syan has curled up between the couch and the wall, small trail of blood following him
* Nox blinks as she watchse the guy stalking the asylum, lifting herself silently into the air, letting the claok fade her into the night, having seen the whole thing...*
* HappyLittleMoron heads over...kneeling by him...
* Klork closes the windows, bolting the doors
<Klork> Ok..nobody goes outside for a bit..
* HappyLittleMoron NODS
* HappyLittleMoron manafests the medical kit to her* Syan...? You wanna transform before I fix ya up or no...?
* Syan winces, scooting back, favoring his hind leg
* HappyLittleMoron stays where she is, watching him...trying not to be threatening...
* Syan whines* {{I can't ... No clothes...}}
* HappyLittleMoron manafests a sheet, and holds it out in an offeer to drape it over him* This be ok for a bit?
* Syan seems to nod, scooting closer, but obviously a bit timid, nuding his nose under the sheet
* Klork stays near the windows, brows furrowed, staying ready..
* HappyLittleMoron gently drapes the sheet over him
* Syan whimpers, his eyes close as he slowly morphs back, sucking his breath in through his teeth as he pulls the sheet up, grasping at his lower leg
* HappyLittleMoron examines his leg...looking for an exit wounda s well as an entrance wound
* HappyLittleMoron winces a lil'* Damn...Syan...I think we need to get you to a doctor or something...the bone's broken...
* Syan furrows his brow, shaking his head
* there are more bullets flying as Nox plays mind games on the FoHer...still outa sight*
<Syan> Nah-ow...no doctors? Please?? I can't control the morphing when I'm injured...
* Klork ducks down, brows furrowing
<Klork> so help me if he breaks these windows just after we got em' fixed!
* HappyLittleMoron bites her lip* There's a mutant hospital not far from here...I can't help you with the bone...I can only do stitches...
* Syan grits his teeth, wincing a bit..
<Syan> I-I guess...jus-just...soon?
* HappyLittleMoron nods, looking up at Klork* Uhm...hon...? Don't suppose a portal to St. Patric's would be possible....?
* Klork blinks, then nods, opening one..
<Klork> I'll stay here just in case, take care, a'right?
* HappyLittleMoron helps Syan through* We'll be back...ok, honey...
* Syan goes with, tucking the sheet around himself, gimping
* Klork nods, watching them go before slowly closing it behind them
* HappyLittleMoron helps him up to the emergency room...explaining the situation 'n stuffs...
* the shots stop all of the sudden, and Nox comes down the stairs, looking all windblown 'n stuff, her cloak torn a few times* He will not be bothering us any more...
* Syan grits his teeth, walking with HLM etc
* Klork nods
<Klork> You ok...??
* Nox nods* Aye...how is Syan?
* HappyLittleMoron helps him up onto a gurny thingie..* I'll stick with ya if you want...I know how to stay outa the way
<Klork> Ah, legs busted, HLM took him to the hospital..
* Syan nods, biting his cheek
<Syan> I'd appreciate it...*grimaces a bit*
* Nox nods with a frown*
* Syan grimaces, getting wheeled, just biting his lip to hold out from hollering
<Klork> They're at St. Patrics' right now...its' a hospital..
* HappyLittleMoron nods, going with him, offering her hand...
* Syan takes it, it's half covered in blood from his own wound, grimacing
* HappyLittleMoron holds his hand as the docs work...
* Syan holds on, relaxing a bit as the pain meds kick in..
* HappyLittleMoron watches, chewing her lip lightly..
* Syan , more or less, passes out ..
* HappyLittleMoron sighs, now going to wait in the waiting room, rubbing her belly lightly
* Klork furrows his brow, stretching
<Klork> so who was shootin' at him?
<Nox> A man...the same one who was in a group that shot at me a few weeks ago...
* Doctor comes out a bit later* Mrs Curric? Ah .. are you the one with the um..*looks at the chart* Mr. Brodigan? um..Syan?
* Klork nods, muttering
<Klork> FOH'er...I assume?
* HappyLittleMoron looks up and nods, heading over* Yeah...he gonna be ok?
* Nox nods* Aye...
* Doc nods* Yeah, has to be off his feet for a while. And the Leg'sjust a bit delicate so we can't put him in a walking cast. Make sure he doesn'twalk for too long, would you?
<Doc> Otherwise, he should be good to take home once he wakes up..
* HappyLittleMoron nods* Ok...I'll do that...*smiles, a lil' shakily* Thanks...
* Doc nods* Hes down the hall in recovery if you'd like to see him.
* HappyLittleMoron nods..* Ok...I'll do that...thank you again...*smiles*
* Doc nods, heading off*
* HappyLittleMoron heads to recovery
* Syan is zonked due to medicine on a bed, still in a sheet & hospital gown to boot, kinda droolin' in his sleep
* HappyLittleMoron smirks a lil', whiping gently at the drool with a tissue
* Syan ngghs...opening his eyes groggily
<Syan> eh...?
<HappyLittleMoron> Hey...how ya feelin'?
* Syan looks drowsily up at her..
<Syan> hrnh...Oh hi...
<HappyLittleMoron> Doc says you gotta stay off yer leg...but I can take you home whenever you feel ready...
* Syan nods
<Syan> home's good..now k?
* HappyLittleMoron nods...getting crutches for him...telepathing Klork and requestion another portal? <G>
* Klork blinks, sitting up
<Klork> oop, they're ready to come home..*opens a portal..*
* Syan gets up, fumbling to keep the sheet up around his hips where the hospital gown stops
<Syan> woo..
* HappyLittleMoron helps Syan up and through...Nox standing and watching with concern
* DianaManashevitz 's slept through the whole thing <G>
* Syan goes with, pointing at a chair drowsily
<Syan> so...down..
* HappyLittleMoron nods...helping him to the chair
* Syan slumps onto it, holding his head
<Syan> oww...meds always giv..headache..
* HappyLittleMoron winces in sympathy as Nox heads over to lightly rub his shoulder...
* Syan mms, closing his eyes
* Nox gently works his shoulders*
<Syan> Hi....whosthere? *looks up drowsily before smirking* Hii
* Nox chuckles softly, dark eyes still worried* Hello..
<Syan> suppp?
* Nox smiles gently* Ah...same things as is usual...will you be alright...?
* Syan nods* As soon as I'm outta this sheet all will be good *smirks*
<Klork> ah, need a portal to your room?
* Nox nods a little...*
* Klork opens one..
* Syan slowly gets up, kinda hopping
* Nox helps him...*
* Syan hobbles w/ help through the portal
* Nox gently takes him to his bed..*
* Klork stretchies
* HappyLittleMoron sits by Klork
* HappyLittleMoron pokies his side lightly
<Klork> erf!
<HappyLittleMoron> How're you doin'?
<Klork> not bad, yourself..?
<HappyLittleMoron> Goodgood...*scritches behind his eaar*
* Klork purrrrrs
* HappyLittleMoron grins, her belly purring in return...
* Klork chuckles
<Klork> heh!
* HappyLittleMoron laughs softlly
* Klork purrrrrs louder, rubbing at her sides
* HappyLittleMoron grins softly, her belly increasing its volume as well, she herself shivering lightly
* Klork smirks..
<Klork> I love em' already *smirks a bit, closing his eyes*
* HappyLittleMoron smiles* Me too...
* Klork purrs
<Klork> How's Brenna?
<HappyLittleMoron> She's doing well...*grins* always askinng about you...
* Klork smirks a bit..
<Klork> She can come down and visit the pizza place ya know, just keep her outta the bar *smirks*
* HappyLittleMoron nods and smirks a lil'* I know...might just do that tomorrow...day off *lopsided grin*
* Klork grins
<Klork> good..
* HappyLittleMoron nodsnods and nuzzles him gently
* Klork purrs
<Klork> Should I have some pizza ready?
<HappyLittleMoron> Hmm...sounds like a good idea...any time in particular we should drop by?
<Klork> Hmm..any time works...um..I can pay more attention to you if ya come in after the lunch rush tho..'round three? that work?
* HappyLittleMoron nods* Yepyep...*smiles*
* Klork grins
<Klork> Good, I wanna show off m' women *winks*
* HappyLittleMoron laughs
<HappyLittleMoron> Even if one is getting fat? *winks and sticks out her tongue*
* Klork snags it
<Klork> For good reasons and it'snot fat! *pouts*
* HappyLittleMoron blinks
<HappyLittleMoron> aggh...
* Klork lets go, chuckling
<Klork> I love ya...therein gives me enough reason to do so *winks*
* HappyLittleMoron laughs and kisses his jaw
* Klork purrs
<HappyLittleMoron> Mmm...love it when you do that...
<Klork> Oh? *smirks, purring louder*
* HappyLittleMoron grins, resting against him
* Klork rubs at her shoulders
* Diana's still sleeping on the couch, right hand still casted*
<Klork> so how was your day?
* HappyLittleMoron mmms...* Ok...busy...but ok...
<Klork> Mm...good to hear *smirks*
* HappyLittleMoron nodsnods* Yours?
<Klork> Good *smirks* A nice change.
<HappyLittleMoron> Very...*smirks wryly*
* Klork nods, standing and stretching
* HappyLittleMoron looks up at him, standing as well* ...bed?
* Klork shrugs
<Klork> sounds good to me *smirks*
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles and slips an arm around his middle
* Klork smirks, picking her up
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly, slipping her arms around his neck
* Klork grins, toting HER up to bed
Session Close: Fri Feb 01 02:13:31 2002