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