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Session Start: Mon Nov 12 18:55:19 2002

<Klork> hihiii....*elbows Rica*

<RicaChica> enf! Oh, hihi <G>

<Klork> ow ow ow...soup is hot...

<Klork> so how is everything goin' here?

* Klork blows on the soup

<Klork> coolll dooowwwwnn

* RicaChica chucks a few ice cubes into Klork's soup

<RicaChica> better?

* Klork erks, getting soup splashed in his face

<Klork> yeah....much...

* Klork towels off his face

<Klork> hn..nuts, the potatos aren't fully cooked...

* Klork picks the meat outta the stew

<Klork> hnn..

* Klork waves, mouth full of potato

<RicaChica> LOL, there's a greetin' for ya..

* HappyLittleMoron blinks, coming down the stairs I feel so loved :P

* Klork munches on stew...n' whatnot, trying to cool the dang'd stuff down..

* HappyLittleMoron blinkblinks and just...sits by Klork

* HappyLittleMoron gets out some fruit salad she made earlier

* Klork stirs in his bowl to find more meat chunks

<Klork> d'rnd it...don't want any more potatos..

* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly* Want a strawberry?

<Klork> hmm..nah, wouldn't mix well with the stew flavor....

* HappyLittleMoron grins and pops it into her mouth* Okies

<Billy> sitting on the edge of his roof, having enough strength to get up there, he sighs as the wind blows lightly into him

* HappyLittleMoron munches on her fruit salaaaaaad

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<Billy> "One last flight perhaps..."

* RicaChica heads out the front door and goes out to the mail box, hands pocketed

* Klork starts beatin' up the punching bag

<Billy> stands, and them jumps into the air, his wings extended

<Billy> catches the breeze, and starts flying towards the Asylum

* RicaChica opens the mailbox, plucking the mail from the box

<Billy> looks down at Rica before he lands onto the Asylum roof

* MaelstromVertigo comes out of his room and stretches

* HappyLittleMoron heads into the workout room, now...just going for a light-ish workout, not pushing herself hard 

RicaChica pulls out an armful of mail, going back towards the asylum

* Klork pauses, smirking

* HappyLittleMoron blinks

<HappyLittleMoron> ...wha?

<Klork> Hi! *grins lopsidedly*

* RicaChica comes in the front door, holding an armload of mail

<RicaChica> Maaaill caallllll!

* HappyLittleMoron grins back* Hiii!

* MaelstromVertigo sits on the couch and opens up his buster gun, poking around inside with a screw driver

* Klork chuckles, powdering up his hands before going for the rings

* HappyLittleMoron blinks and peaks out of the workout room* Anything important?

* RicaChica sets the stuff down on the table

<RicaChica> umm...lessee..

<Billy> "Not even really welcome here am I?..."

<RicaChica> electricity bills....addressed to Eloise...Curric? *furrows her brow* Who's that?

* HappyLittleMoron blinks

<HappyLittleMoron> ...that's me *smirks a lil' as she heads over*

* RicaChica blinks, then looks sheepish

<RicaChica> Ah oh! heh..*goes about splunking*

<RicaChica> Lessee...then this, this this ..and this is for you *hands her some more mail*

* HappyLittleMoron chuckles, rifling through the mail* Thanks, Rica..

<RicaChica> Anndd uh...lessee...

<RicaChica> np! *smirks, setting stuff for Diana to the side, sorting the stuff out by name*

* HappyLittleMoron blinkblinks, looking up when Logan comes down the stairs

<Billy> "Wonder who would care if I die, besides my little sister.."

* RicaChica hms

<MaelstromVertigo> .oO(that maverick better watch out, this time I be so naive to have mercy on him...)

* Logan blinks a lil' when he sees HLM, then goes over to give her a big hug* Darlin', yer tough as hell to find, y'know that?

* Klork is up on the rings, holding himself upside-down with an admirable tolerance

* HappyLittleMoron hugs back, looking a lil' shocked* Whened you show up?? It's been so long!

* Logan chuckles* 'Coupla days ago...I hear ya got married??

<Billy> goes to the door, and slowly walks in from the roof

* HappyLittleMoron smirks a lil', manafesting the mail up into her room* Yep...Klork's in the workout room...*smiles*

* Klork starts doing flips on the rings, hair floppin'

<Billy> walks downstairs to where everyone else is, looking a little pale

<RicaChica> *sorts stuffs* here's a pile for...Kim? *puts some stuff down* some for TN...stuff for Diana...Rica--oh, that's me..

* Logan nods with a grin, hugging her again before heading into the workout room and looking up at Klork*

* HappyLittleMoron chuckles

* Klork is upside down currently, then blinks, tilting his head to the side

<Klork> ......'alo?

<Billy> "Hey guys.."

* MaelstromVertigo looks up* Hey Billy, how are you feeling?

* RicaChica blinks and looks up

<Logan> Y' HLM's hubby, bub?

<RicaChica> Heya..how're you doing?

* HappyLittleMoron looks up and grins at Billy* Hey!

* Klork nods, swinging before flipping from the rings, landing perfectly

<Billy> "Not too bad I think.."

* Klork glances over at him

<Klork> Yup.

* RicaChica furrows her brow

<RicaChica> hungry at all?

* Logan arches a brow, leaning against the doorfraim, watching him* Y' takin' good care o' 'er?

* HappyLittleMoron blinks, frowing a lil'

* Klork blinks, dusting his hands off

<Klork> heh..I should say she takes better care of me..*smirks a bit modestly* But I'd like to think I'm doin' rather well takin' care of her too..

<Billy> "No..not really.."

<RicaChica> Oh...

* Logan nods, keeping his face strait* Good t' hear...'cause y'know...if I ever hear of 'er gettin' hurt 'cause o' ya, ya'd have me to answer to.

* Klork blinks, looking a little offended

<Klork> I don't think you have reason to worry, I'd never let her get hurt OR hurt her..

<Billy> sits down on the nearest chair

* HappyLittleMoron looks at Rica, confused..

* RicaChica chews at her lip

* Logan nods, cracking a grin* Good t' hear, bub...*turns and heads outa the workout room, back into the living room*

* RicaChica looks at HLM just as lost

* Klork tilts his head to the side, slowly coming out, hands white with chalk..

<Klork> I..who are you?

<Billy> "I don't know how much time is left HLM..."

* RicaChica furrows her brow

* Logan smirks a lil' and glances back* Old friend o' 'ers...an' 'er mom's

* HappyLittleMoron blinks, heading over to Billy* Wha...why?

* Klork arches a brow....then blinkblinks

<Klork> Oh!

<Billy> "You know that gun Diana told you about that shot me and neutralized my powers?"

<Klork> Ah, Klork, Klork Curric *goes over, holding out a chalk covered hand* Ah..*wipes his hand off, and then holds it out*

* Logan chuckles and sticks a hand out to Klork* Logan.

* Logan shakes then <G>*

* Klork shakes

<Logan> Good ta meetya.

* HappyLittleMoron nods...* Uh...yeah?

<Klork> Ah-you too, sir, Don't worry, I would NEVER let her get hurt, swear it.

<Billy> "...Well...it's also decompsing my DNA...."

* RicaChica grimaces

<RicaChica> oh geeze..

* Logan nods* Good...y'look like a good man, Klork...*grins* Y'can call me Logan, by the way..

* HappyLittleMoron blinks...sinking into a chair* Oh...geeze...I'm sorry...

<Klork> Ah, *nods* Thank you si-agh, Logan.

* Logan chuckles roughtly*

<Billy> looks at Rica, smiling slightly 4"Sorry, but it doesn't look like I will be able to help you.."

* RicaChica nods, furrowing her brow

<Logan> Not a problem..

<RicaChica> It's ok..I..heh, I'll probably see you in my next trip around..*frowns slightly*

* Klork sighs, chuckling

* HappyLittleMoron chews her lip, looking between the two...

<Billy> looks at HLM and Rica "Just tell me you'll get those damned FoH guys..."

* RicaChica runs her hand through her hair, nodding quietly

<RicaChica> yeah..*furrows her brow, heading for the stairs* If you'll excuse me..

* RicaChica heads up the stairs to her room

* HappyLittleMoron stands and gives Billy a gentle hug* Damn strait we will..

<Billy> watches Rica go "Rica.."

<Billy> gets up very slowly 4"I should talk to her..."

* Klork dusts his hands off

* HappyLittleMoron nods..

<HappyLittleMoron> Go ahead..

<Klork> so...what brings you here?

<Billy> heads for the stairs, and to Rica's room, knocking on the door

<Logan> Been searchin' fer HLM fer the past three years...she's a tough 'un ta find..

* Klork smirks

<Klork> Heh, can't quite say the same, but I can say that I wish I had found her sooner *smirks a bit* Love her..

<RicaChica> I'm busy...just sec..*calls that from her room*

<Billy> "uhm...alright..." leans on the wall

* Logan smiles...* I can tell...she does you, too...*grins suddenly* Gonna have yer kid..

* Klork blinks, then nods

<Klork> How could you tell that she's pregnant??

<Logan> C'n smell it on 'er

* Klork blinks

<Billy> "You ok Rica?"

<Klork> you can..smell it? *shakes his head* Definately got a better sense of smell than I do...

<RicaChica> *from her room* Yeah...fine...I..can I just have some time??

* Logan smirks and shrugs* Parta m' mutation..

* Klork nods, rubbing at his brow

* Logan arches a brow*

<Klork> gotcha'...heh, part cat here n' you got me beat, I'm impressed *smirks*

<Billy> "Yea...sure..." walks away defeated to the roof

* Logan chuckles* 'Eh...trained it, so... *shrugs again*

* HappyLittleMoron looks up and heads over to the two men, wrapping her arms around Klork's middle and grinning a lil' at Logan

* Klork chuckles, then blinkblinks, looking down before wrapping an arm around her

<Klork> Hey there!

* HappyLittleMoron laughs* Hi! See you've met Logan...

<Klork> yup...*ruffles her hair*

* RicaChica sighs, coming out in a jacket and jeans, wearing tennishoes, heading downstairs and out the front door, getting on her bike and riding towards the South side of town

<Billy> from the roof "Yo! Rica!!"

* Logan chuckles a lil', leaning on the back of a chair* Nice place..

* RicaChica doesn't hear him, riding as fast as she can towards Harlem

* Klork nods, poking HLM lightly

<Klork> yeah, she did a good job *smirks*

<Billy> falls to his knees, clucthing his chest

* HappyLittleMoron blinks, swatting a lil' at his hand and smirking* Not me alone! Diana, too..! *smirks a lil'*

* Logan chuckles*

<Klork> erggh, so? still *cackles*

* RicaChica is, unfortunately, too far off to hear..:/

* HappyLittleMoron chuckles, tickling his side a lil'

<Billy> "Not...again..."

<Billy> lays there in a crumpled ball of pain

<Billy> tries to crawl for the door, but can't make it

* HappyLittleMoron rests her head on Klork's shoulder, looking a lil' sleepy again, rubbing her belly lightly, muffled purr emerging..

* Klork chuckles quietly

<Billy> "Someone...help.."

<Klork> ....tired? Any symptoms?

* Klork furrows his brow, glancing up

<Klork> you hear somethin, Mo'?

* HappyLittleMoron blinks* Sleepy...*blinks again as Logan sprints up the stiars* I didn't...but he did...*straitens up and follows*

* Klork blinks, following as well

* Logan kneels by Billy, HLM close behind, glancing back at KLork*

<Billy> "Uhhh...worse then before....'

<HappyLittleMoron> Oh no..

* Klork furrows his brow, skidding up, almsot running into HLM

<Klork> Billy? Dude...

<Billy> still curled in a tight ball, his skin almost white

* Klork grimaces

<Klork> anything we can do??

* HappyLittleMoron kneels down as well, resting a hand on Billy's arm..

<Billy> "I...don't know..."

* ``Flea stumbles in to the asylum holding one eye with one hand and anna with the other. she's been crying, and anna has her face buried in Flea's jacket

* ``Flea tries to set anna down on the couch but she has her fingers tightly clung to her mother

Session Close: Mon 12 23:40:29 2001

 

11-15-01

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