Session Start: Thu Feb 28 14:06:10 2002
* Jaerlani comes down the stairs, goes to the kitchen, and pours a bowl of cereal out of the Wheaties box with a picture of the New England Patriots on the front.
* Jaerlani pours some milk on her cereal, puts the box and milk away, and flops on the couch in front of the TV to munch.
* Shingami fell asleep sittign up... fall sover smackign ehr head on the coffee table and wakes up
<Shingami> ooro... itai...
* Jaerlani turns on a news report about the building that blew up yesterday.
* Endtable glares at Shingami and goes back to gathering dust
* Shingami rubs her head and sits up again...
<Shingami> i was suppsoed to do something important today....now what was it
* AriaStormsinger takes a deep breath, rising out of dreams.
<Shingami> oh yeah.. talk to cops....ow
* AriaStormsinger stretches, climbs out from the blankets and shivers in her room.
<Tom Brokaw> Police have found no new leads in the bombing that damaged an apartment building in downtown Ney York and claimed the lives of four people.
* ``Taurus walks down from his room, looking kinda groggy. He's wearing a black t-shirt that's too small and a pair of baggy jeans.
* Shingami gets up going over to grab her coat
<Tom Brokaw> Eye witnesses have reported an occurance that one does not see every day in this troubled city: The intervention of what some call ...
<Tom Brokaw> ... guardian angels.
<Shingami> *mutters* guardian angels.. sheesh...
* ``Taurus shakes his head, wandering into the kitchen in search of food
<Old man who used to live across the street> I couldn't see anything, but then the piece of the wall holding me down lifted me up. I think there were two, 'cuz I could feel four distinct hands on me.'
<Shingami> Ill be back later people...
<Tom Brokaw> And now for news on Wall Street ...
* ``Taurus grabs a peice of fruit and heads into the workout room
* Shingami grabs her coat and heads out the door to the poliece station
* Jaerlani glances up at Taurus as he passes, munching on her cereal.
* AriaStormsinger pulls on HLM's old T-shirt and her curtain skirt, then climbs the stairs to the roof.
* ``Mitch is on the couch, leg up and taking it easy - there, it's official... he looked nervous at the broadcast, but relaxed when he realized there wasn't any footage
* AriaStormsinger hums a little, leaning on teh roof's edge, watching the stars
* Jaerlani glances casually in Mitch's direction. 'Feeling better?'
* ``Taurus walks to the roof to have a smoke, eating his apple on the way
* AriaStormsinger raises an eyebrow. "Mmhm? Oh..."
* AriaStormsinger turns toward the pool and goes to kneel at its edge
<``Mitch> "Given how I felt yesterday, yeah."
* Jaerlani nods.
<``Mitch> Muttered. "They're rubbing off on me. I wouldn't have arsed myself like that a month ago."
<Jaerlani> Hmm?
* ``Taurus enters the roof and heads to the edge, pulling out his lighter and holding a cigarette in his teeth
* AriaStormsinger glances over her shoulder
<AriaStormsinger> Hello. You're Taurus, right?
* ``Mitch glances over. "What?"
* ``Taurus turns and nods* yeah
<Jaerlani> What do you mean?
* ``Taurus lights his cigarette and pockets his lighter, tossing the core of the fruit over the edge into the alley
* AriaStormsinger sits down *plunk* by the side of the pool, watching Taurus
<``Mitch> "Did I say that out... nothing. I'm just a long way from Kansas."
* Jaerlani chuckles. 'I see.'
* ``Taurus takes a relaxed drag on his cigarette* so what brings you up here?
<AriaStormsinger> The stars.
* Jaerlani takes a long look at Mitch.
<Jaerlani> So why did you?
<AriaStormsinger> I don't suppose you can hear them...
* ``Taurus shakes his head* Just an admirier
* AriaStormsinger smiles softly
* ``Mitch flicks off his glasses in self-defense - the television's dynamic and flat focal lengths always gives him a splitting headache - and shakes his head. "I just... it had to be done."
* AriaStormsinger looks down quickly and fiddles with her T-shirt
<AriaStormsinger> So you came up to admire them?
* Jaerlani shrugs.
* Jaerlani flips the channels, glaring momentarily as she passes that Bowflex ad.
* ``Taurus nods* They're beautiful
* AriaStormsinger turns and dabbles at the water's surface with her fingers
<AriaStormsinger> Do you ever go swimming? *holds her dripping fingers up curiously*
<``Taurus> yeah
<``Taurus> a lot
<Shingami> *mumbles* shulda brought a box of doughnuts...
<AriaStormsinger> How do you do it?
* ``Taurus raises an eyebrow* you've never been swimming before?
* AriaStormsinger shakes her head, half-smiling
* As Shin enters the station, she finds a man in uniform at a desk behind a glass.*
* There is a speaker in the middle of the glass.*
* ``Taurus smiles* this sounds like a good time to learn
<Jaerlani> *The man is busy writing something and does not seem to notice Shingami.*
<AriaStormsinger> Okay!
<Shingami> (definatly shoulda brougth doughnuts...) Umm excuse me
* Shingami taps the glass
<Shingami> Hello?
* The man looks up, blinking a little surprised. 'Yes? Can I help you?'
<Shingami> Yeah I wanna talk to someone bout the boming yesterday...i got soem infor
<Desk Cop> Oh ... I see ... of course, is there someone specific you are working with?
<``Taurus> Well the pool seems to be closed now....
* AriaStormsinger puts her hands on the glass and sighs sadly
<Shingami> No.. i just wanna talk to someone who is invovled with the investigation.. you guys are the clsoest to the sight and i figured id find him here
<``Taurus> it'd be cold anyways
<``Taurus> we'd freeze into two big ice cubes
<AriaStormsinger> *giggles*
<Desk Cop> Alright. Just a moment. *The officer picks up a phone, dials four digits, and conducts a brief conversation before hanging up.*
<AriaStormsinger> That would be no good.
* AriaStormsinger points to the hot tub. "Would that work?"
* ``Taurus shakes his head* nope, then we'd have to wait till summer to thaw out
<Desk Cop> *looking back up* Agent Corley will see you. Go through that door *points to a door on Shin's left* ...
* ``Taurus looks over* I guess it's a start
<Desk Cop> ... and go in the fourth door on your right. He will meet you there.
<Shingami> Thanks..
* Shingami heads though the door then down the hall to the 4th door on her right...
* ``Taurus walks over to the hot tub and looks in* yeah we could use this
* Shingami also knocks
* Shingami enters a room (the door's open) with a table and four chairs in it, all wood.*
* No one is inside.*
<Shingami> figures an interogation room......god i hate these places..*goes in taking a seat, proping her feet up on the table*
* ``Taurus ties his hair back
* Shortly after, footsteps come echoing down the hall and a man with blond hair, an advanced receding hairline, and a little of a gut comes in through the door and closes it behind him.*
* Shingami looks up at him, chewing soem bubble gum... blows a bubble
<Corley> *Extends hand to shake* Hello, I am Agent Corley, and I am working on this case. You are?
<Shingami> *shakes his hand* Names Shin..
* Corley shakes her hand.* 'Good to meet you, Shin.' *He takes a seat opposite Shin.*
* Shingami sits down again proping her feet up in a chiar
<Shingami> you guys want some info on what happned yesterday i bet
* Corley nods.* Of course.
<Corley> I should think any reasonably minded person would want to see the perpetrators brought to Justice.
<Corley> How can you help?
<Shingami> *mini-snicker* right... well i do becasue that bomb wasnt ment for the house next door. it was ment for the building i live in
* Corley blinks in astonishment.* Really ...
* Across the street, beneath a pile of rubble, a blackened dumpster flipped like a tiddlywink by the explosion faces the pavement like a giant iron igloo... and beneath it, in the darkness, amazed that they still live, a pack of rats slowly gather around a perpetually-bobbing bird...*
<Corley> How do you know this?
<Shingami> This guy in a pizza delivery outfit came to our door tryin to deliver a pizza right.. well he was driving a stolen car with Jersey plates and wa sin a big hurry to leave.. pittle punk owes me $20 and a whole lot more
* Corley nods.*
<Shingami> the car apparently belongs to a woman who was killed during a car jacking
* The longest prophecy ever foretold, the thickest holy book ever raised high in anger, began with a single word... and a rat looks up...*
* "Squeak!"*
<Shingami> whoever it was had to be part of a gang
<Shingami> why they wanna blow up my building i have no idea
* Corley nods, listening.*
* ``Taurus strips down to a pair of nike shorts he has on underneith for some reason, and climbs in the hot tub. 1it's really easy, all you is lay on your back and breath as normal, and you'll float.
* Bob. Bob. Bob.*
<Corley> Could you describe the pizza delivery boy?
<Shingami> were jsut a bunch of honest people tryin to make an honest livin...
* Shingami gives a vegue description of the little punk since no one described him well to begin with
* Corley jots down the description.* Would you be willing to work with a sketch artist?
<Shingami> yeah
<Shingami> I jus tdont want my name on any of these reports got it..
* Corley nods, finishing his notes.*
* ``Taurus floats
<Shingami> anonmous tip works just fine
<Corley> I understand.
<Shingami> good
<Corley> I know an artist who works out of Dayton. He's the best in the business. I'll give him a buzz, can I call you to set a time?
* Shingami scribles down her number handing it to him
<Shingami> sure...
<Shingami> when you call ask for me
* AriaStormsinger watches Taurus, wide-eyed
* Corley takes the number, nods, and tucks it in a pocket.* Thank you, Shin. Your help is greatly appreciated.
<AriaStormsinger> Okay...
* Corley stands up and holds out his hand to shake again.*
* Shingami gets up and shakes his hand
<Shingami> keep in touch
* Corley opens the door and holds it open for Shingami.*
* Shingami nods walking though.. then heading out of the station
* ``Taurus floats there for a second and sits down on one of the ledgesin the hot tub
<Shingami> (wel lthat went well. never asked for a last name, written deposition.. hell i bet they dotn look up that file i know i have.. )
<``Taurus> do you want to try?
* As Shingami walks down the hall, she passes a man in a leather jacket and black jeans carrying a motorcycle helmet. Something about him just ... isn't ... quite ... right ...*
* AriaStormsinger nods
* Shingami stops... turns lookign at him.. gives reading his thoughts a shot
<AriaStormsinger> Do I need shorts?
<``Taurus> do you have shorts?
* The man's thoughts are readable, though not clearly: ...*
* Shingami tries anywho
<Leather jacket> 'Can't place ... think she was with ... dancing ...'
<Shingami> Doug?
<Shingami> Hey.. Doug..
* The man quirks an eyebrow, thinking very clearly as he walks on: I wonder who she thinks I am. Probably some old boyfriend. I'll have to find out, maybe she has some interesting friends.'*
<Shingami> (typical human dipshit)
* Shingami tries digging a bti deeper to jsut see what feels so wrong
* He gives Shingami a long look as he walks off, a slight smirk on his face as he thinks, 'Tsk tsk tsk ... careful, pretty.'*
* AriaStormsinger leeeeeeeeeeeeans over and plunks face-first into the water
<Shingami> {{not so typical human dip shit are ya?}}
* AriaStormsinger pops up, spluttering and blinking and splashing
* ``Taurus leans over and holds Aria up* Easy now
* AriaStormsinger shakes her head to get the blue hair plastered over her face off
* The man continues to walk, leaving in his wake an emptiness which brings a subtle chill.*
* ``Taurus snickers a little* it helps to tie your hair back when its dry, but its kinda late for that
* Shingami shakes the feeling off and continues on her way out the station, pulling her coat tighter to her as she passes some guys who apparently think shes a hooker
<``Taurus> would you like to try that again?
* AriaStormsinger gasps and smiles at Taurus, radiating good vibes. "Nope. No shorts."
<``Taurus> I See
<``Taurus> well then now what?
* ``Mitch pulls himself off the couch and limps to the kitchen... gnawing his lip, he pops open the refridgerator and retrieves the now-traditional Beer #1
* Shingami heads home
* ``Mitch makes it back and thumps into the couch with a hiss of pain... he reaches down and rubs his leg very gingerly before settling back
* AriaStormsinger splashes
<AriaStormsinger> I want to float like you did!
* AriaStormsinger stands in the water, closing her eyes and then, blue wings appearing at her back, rises in the water a little and starts to float on the surface
<AriaStormsinger> This is great, Taurus!
* ``Taurus looks a little shocked* yeah, it looks it
* Shingami makes it home, hanging up her coat
<Shingami> taidaima
* ``Mitch glances up... "Hey, Shin."
<Shingami> hey
<Shingami> feelin better
* Jaerlani gets up from the couch where she has been watching TV, rubbing an aching head.
<``Mitch> "Well... considering how I felt yesterday, yeah." He winces as he shifts position slightly. "Considering."
<Shingami> right...
* Shingami goes and sits on the floor in the living room
* Jaerlani mutters something under her breath. Those around distinctly hear 'right idea' and 'the first TV.'
<Shingami> oi
* ``Mitch glances at Jaerlani, but says nothing, nursing his drink
<Shingami> how long you been up?
<``Mitch> "A while... huh, at this rate I'll have spent the night on every piece of furniture here.
<Shingami> heh.... you should take it easy though
* Jaerlani slips off and out the front door into the city.
<``Mitch> "Is Wing back from Jerusalem yet?"
<Shingami> should be back tonight
* ``Mitch nods. "...hate to think it, but I can thank him for healing me the first time as he heals me again..." He shakes his head, a little embarassedly.
<Shingami> he wont mind
<Shingami> hes like that... an annoying boyscout...but useful
* Jaerlani prowls the shadows, watching the folk of the city go on their way from the protective concealment of her natural camoflauge in dark spaces.
<``Mitch> "Still... I don't want to think of him as, as a band-aid vending machine."
<Shingami> heh
<Shingami> no you shouldnt.. its my job to torment my brother..
* ``Mitch cocks his head to one side. "Oh?"
<Shingami> he is my twin brother .. sides it is mialdly entertaining to taunt him for being a boyscout..
<Shingami> thuogh he technicaly isnt but.. oh well
<``Mitch> "...okay..."
<Shingami> dont worry bout it
<``Mitch> "Does he taunt you for being a, um, a horse jockey?"
* Shingami leasn agsint the couch, since thats what shes closest
<Shingami> no.. he taunts em for being younger
<Shingami> jockey?
<``Mitch> He shrugs. "He's not a boy scout, you're not a horse jockey... I'm just, y'know, trying to work out the rules of the game here."
<Shingami> you dont have siblings do you?
<``Mitch> "I wouldn't know." *takes a drag on the beer*
<Shingami> ... oh...
<``Mitch> Another shrug. "I've probably got parents somewhere. Maybe I've got siblings..."
<Shingami> *shrugs*
<Wing> *coems though the door. blinks* so whats with the redecorating outside?
<Shingami> Oniichan! welcoem back.. ya missed a lot
* ``Mitch looks up, cranes his neck... "Hello, Wing..." He struggles to stand, putting a hand on the arm and back of the couch and hauling himself up.
<Shingami> Sit down baka
<Wing> .. what did you do?*goes over to mitch*
<``Mitch> "Made a fool out of myself... listen, I- I need to thank you for what you did for me a few days ago..."
<``Mitch> "I'd be in traction if it wasn't for you..."
<Wing> nandemo nai...
<Wing> *sits down on the couch tossing his pack at Shin and starting on mitch's newest wounds
<``Mitch> "...I have no idea what that means. Thanks, Wing."
* Shingami gets knocked over by blow of the pack
* ``Mitch settles back, gritting his teeth as the bandages unwind
<Wing> it menas dont worry about it
<Wing> *does his work carefuly, being as gentle as he can while also using his ability to heal others...
* ``Mitch endures it quietly, at one point gulping and grinding his teeth down on a knuckle, leaving a semicircle of white marks across his finger
* Shingami puts a hand mitch's shoulder
* ``Mitch 's flesh, already zipped up by Diana's stitches, sussurates and flows together
<WIng> *deals with the situation at hand.. takes about 30 min for mitch to be totaly healed up*
<``Mitch> "...swear to fucking christ I want to go 48 hours without getting AH! S- seriously injured..."
<Shingami> aournd here.. not gunna happen.. ther ehas to be soem writd fates up there just sittin around coming up with twists and tuns for us.. liek were beign written into some wrird story or whatever
<Wing> ... neechan youve been concious too long
<``Mitch> "You said that already..."
<Shingami> Im serious thouth!!
<Wing> so am i...
<Shingami> your no fun oniichan
<``Mitch> "How l- long have you been up, Shin?"
<Shingami> ...since yesterday
<``Mitch> "Jesus... go to sleep... I'll be fine..."
<Shingami> ive been up longer then that before...
<Wing> oyasumi oneechan...
* Shingami glares at wing looking about 9 years younger
<Shingami> fine.. night yu two
<``Mitch> "What's that matter?"
<``Mitch> "Night Shing-" *grunts* "...gami"
* Shingami waves and heads upstairs.. does need to snooze
<`Wing`> finished
* ``Mitch slams the rest of the beer desperately, and leans his head back, sweat beaded on his forehead. "Domo..."
<`Wing`> no problem... so what happend?
* ``Mitch straightens himself out a bit, settling into the couch, favoring the very-sore leg
<``Mitch> "A building got bombed... I was looking for survivors and fell onto something sharp. It won."
<`Wing`> i see
* DianaManashevitz comes down the stairs, streatching a little
<``Mitch> "Thank you... seriously..." He glances down at his leg and moves it gingerly. "Wouldn't be worth much if it weren't for you. If there's ever anything I can do in return..."
<`Wing`> take care of my sister if need be
* ``Mitch catches the movement and waves to Diana as he speaks
<`Wing`> and if you hurt her*gets up to get a drink*.. ill brake every bone in your body... hey Diana
<DianaManashevitz> Konbonwa...
<``Mitch> Mutters. "That sounds familiar."
* DianaManashevitz blinks a little
<DianaManashevitz> ...nani...?
* `Wing` heads to the kitchenin serch of a tomato
<DianaManashevitz> ...ah...alright...*runs a hand through her hair*
* ``Mitch wearily and achingly turns over, putting his foot up on the couch and flicking his glasses on
<DianaManashevitz> Ah...feeling better at all...?
<``Mitch> "Yeah... Wing put the witchy-fingers on me. I'll be good as old in the morning. You?"
<DianaManashevitz> Fine...*shrugs a little and sits down with a shrug*
<``Mitch> He cocks his head to one side. "You sure?"
* DianaManashevitz nods, leaning back* Hai...been thinking is all...
<``Mitch> "What about? If you don't mind my asking."
* DianaManashevitz shrugs a little* Mondo...trying to figure out what to do about our relationship...what I'll do for work...getting over losing the baby...
<``Mitch> "Mondo?"
* DianaManashevitz nods* My boyfriend...you haven't met him...basically because he's never around...
<``Mitch> "...and therein lies the trouble?"
* DianaManashevitz nods* Hai...more or less..
* ``Mitch may be legally blind, and he may be utterly inexperienced, but he's not DEAD.
<``Mitch> "Can I ask... are you left-handed? Ambidextrous?"
* DianaManashevitz shakes her head* Outside of the martial arts...iie
<``Mitch> "There you go. Find something you can do and do it. You can do martial arts..." Muttered. "...everyone here can." Looks up. "Find a, a ninja school and apply for a position."
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...I already teach at a dojo...but I can't full time...*furrows her brows lightly as she leans back*
<``Mitch> "Why not?" He leans forward, starting to get into this 'helping' thing.
<DianaManashevitz> They need paperwork I don't have...*smirks a little* I'm dead to the world, save for my father...I'd rather stay that way, in all truth...
<``Mitch> "Oh, that's not a problem. Get the paperwork."
* ``Mitch sits back casually, confident that he just answered all her questions.
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly* Ne...far easier said than done...gomen...*shrugs* I'll figure something else...thank you for listening, anyway...*streatches her legs out*
<``Mitch> "No, seriously. What do you need? Driver's, sosh, birth? There's a-" He shuts up suddenly.
* DianaManashevitz arches her brows* Hmm...*eyes him speculatively*
<``Mitch> .oO(Stop thinking like Morgan, you fuckup...)
<DianaManashevitz> Ne...you know, Mitch...you've never really told me your story...would you like to share...?
<``Mitch> "I, uhm..." He coughs. "I've heard that there are places where, y'know, you can kind of get a new identity. Papers with full backup, so they'll be in the- the federal databases."
* DianaManashevitz strokes her lower lip, watching him with a peircing gaze* You don't say...and where did you hear of this?
<``Mitch> He shakes his head. "I'm just a janitor." Hesitates. "But, ah, us blue-collar workers hear stuff. Y'know, just sort of overhear things."
<DianaManashevitz> Ah hah...
<``Mitch> "And I think there's a few places you can go, there's one down near the Bijou that's the best, to take care of that sort of obstacle."
* DianaManashevitz nods a little, eyes still curiouse, she shrugs a little* Hmm...hai...perhaps you could give me more details on how to get there...what I'd need to do...
<``Mitch> "Well... it costs money. About eight grand for a full set, less if you're not interested in the entire collection or if you don't care about backup. And you'd need someone who knows how to get in, to talk to the people who do this sort of thing."
<DianaManashevitz> Ahh...well...heh...*smiles wryly* I'm sure I can find a place to work where I wouldn't need those papers then...
<``Mitch> "Is it the money?"
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...more or less...that and I really am far more comfortable without a paper trail of any kind...
* ``Mitch nods slowly. "Well, so long as you know it's an option."
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...*smiles and pats his knee lightly* Domo..
<``Mitch> "You could always... no, never mind. You wouldn't want to cook in the places that wouldn't require an ID..." He shakes his head.
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly* Oh hai...I know...I've held down a few of those jobs already...
<``Mitch> "You help run this place... so you've administration experience. Maybe if you make yourself useful enough somewhere else, they won't dare ask."
* DianaManashevitz nods thoughtfully* Hai...I also have other skills not many here know as well...
* ``Mitch chuckles. "I'm sure there are plenty of jobs available for a witchy-fingers, too, but I'll be damned if I know what they are..." He looks up. "Oh?"
<DianaManashevitz> Heh...oh they have jobs...Myrae's a midwife...Wing works at Starbucks...*smirks then hehs a little and nods* Hai...mostly along the lines of things you don't like...violent things...
<DianaManashevitz> ...ah...and Shin's a florist...
<``Mitch> He frowns slightly, but lets it pass. "Maybe you could teach something else. Art. Hell, I'm sure there's SOME way you could be a part of a tattoo parlor."
<DianaManashevitz> Perhaps...we'll see...
<DianaManashevitz> Nothing is written in stone...
<``Mitch> *spreads a hand* "There's always room for a talented individual - and believe me, you've got skills... just like there's always a job, somewhere for..." .oO(Heh.) "...a janitor."
* DianaManashevitz smirks lightly at the pause* Oh hai...*chuckles softly*
* ``Mitch is left with an uncomfortable silence or the even more uncomfortable prospect of asking about how she lost her baby... he coughs. "How's the Asylum taking last night?"
<DianaManashevitz> Ah...well, I suppose...*shrugs lightly* It may be sad to say...but people are starting to get used to the trauma...*furrows her brow* I hope we were able to help those people at least a little...
<``Mitch> "That collapse would've crushed the old man. We can chalk up at least one victory." He pulls himself up, his breath catching as he puts weight on the foot, and limps into the kitchen to get Beer #2.
* DianaManashevitz kinda half-rises to help him, but sits back down when she sees he's going along alright...
* ``Mitch pops it open on the conveniently-located opener, the exact placement of which is vague and uncertain, and moves back into the living room... he pauses at the door. "You want anything?"
<DianaManashevitz> Iie...domo...
* ``Mitch nods and settles down on the couch... mutters, "...better not get too comfortable, or..." He glances up, then for no apparent reason stands, walking over to an easy chair and sitting there instead, relaxing.
* DianaManashevitz blinks...
* DianaManashevitz runs a hand through her hair* ...has the couch started biting?
<``Mitch> He catches her expression. "Um... I've got this theory. Before long I'm going to fall asleep on every piece of furniture in the room. I've already cleared the couch and the ottoman."
<``Mitch> "So while I'm PLANNING on hitting the sack when the time comes, if I conk out at least I'll be one up."
* DianaManashevitz laughs
<``Mitch> He shrugs and grins, a little embarassed.
<DianaManashevitz> Makes sense...knocking off all the comfortable peices first, ne? *chuckles softly*
<``Mitch> "May as well. Does the floor count as furniture, y'think?"
<DianaManashevitz> Mm...iie...since it's sort of a part of the building...
<``Mitch> "That's a relief... don't think my neck could take it..." He rubs it as he takes a swig.
* DianaManashevitz smirks* Goodgood...
<``Mitch> "So we're looking at furniture items that are not an integral part of the building. That rules out the stairs and the fireplace - but not the coffeetable..."
* DianaManashevitz eyes the coffeetable* That might hurt...the corners...
* ``Mitch eyes the TV, then shakes his head - it's not furniture
<``Mitch> "Yeah, I think I'm gonna start putting a blanket over it in the evenings just in case."
* DianaManashevitz chuckles* And what happens once you accomplish this strange dream of yours?
* ``Mitch grins, nursing his beer. "Hopefully, fall asleep in my bed for once."
<DianaManashevitz> Good answer. *semi-applauds*
* ``Mitch executes a bow as only a man with three hands and a beer in an easy chair can do
* DianaManashevitz chuckles
<``Mitch> "What about you? What are your dreams?"
<DianaManashevitz> Dreams...? Mm...*shrugs a little* To be happy...have a real family...*smiles a little*
* ``Mitch raises an eyebrow, gesturing wordlessly to a chunk of the ceiling but by association to the entire Asylum
* DianaManashevitz shrugs a little* Ne...*knits her brows a little* Ah...I don't know how to explain it....
<``Mitch> "What would make Diana happy?"
<``Mitch> "Or are they both, y'know, a part of the same thing?"
* DianaManashevitz suddenly smirks* The eternal damnation of thhe stupid pop stars plaguing society?
<DianaManashevitz> Mm...hai...they are part of the same thing...
<``Mitch> "Pop stars?" *confused*
* DianaManashevitz blinks a little and flips on MTV, pointing to the annoying commercial for one of the popular annoying CDs out* Things like that...it was a joke...
* ``Mitch pushes his glasses up a little and makes the effort, focusing on the TV... he shudders and flicks said glasses off. "That was just wrong..."
* DianaManashevitz nods, flipping the TV off* Hai...my thoughts exactly...
<``Mitch> He glances up, then over at her. "...Mondo?"
* DianaManashevitz blinks
<DianaManashevitz> Ne?
<``Mitch> "Doesn't he make you happy?"
* DianaManashevitz smiles a little* When he's around...hai...demo...*sighs softly and sinks back* he is never around...and our lives do not mesh well to begin with...
* ``Mitch blinks at the unfamiliar word, but doesn't bug her with it. "Crips-and-bloods sort of thing?"
<DianaManashevitz> Iie...simply...*shrugs* He has his music...and his other friends...he used to live here, but ran because of the violence, which I can understand...I cannot leave...this is my home...I can't even call him because he's never at his place...
<``Mitch> "...and he never calls you?"
<DianaManashevitz> Iie...
<DianaManashevitz> ..he doesn't..
<``Mitch> He shakes his head slowly. "I don't know... well, ANYTHING about this sort of thing. But he doesn't, y'know, sound like a boyfriend to me."
<DianaManashevitz> Iie...he doesn't...*sighs softly and sorta hugs herself, curling up by instinct* That's why I've been thinking I need to actually tell him that whenever I see him next...
* ``Mitch leans forward and squeezes her shoulder... quietly, "I'm sorry..."
* DianaManashevitz smiles a little and pats his hand* <q> Domo...it's life, I suppose...
<``Mitch> "Yeah. Shouldn't have to be." He proffers the half-empty bottle.
* DianaManashevitz shakes her head a little at the offer, with a small smile* I know...many things shouldn't have to be...
<``Mitch> Slight shrug, leaning back. "Including 'pop stars'... ugh."
* DianaManashevitz laughs
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...very true...
<``Mitch> He grins. "There you go. Smile, dammit!"
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly, shaking her head with a smile
* ``Mitch takes a swig, leaning his head back and sighing
<DianaManashevitz> So...how have you been? Anything you wish to talk about?
<``Mitch> "Apart from serious bodily harm, you mean?" He shrugs, regarding the bottle. "I've been trying to figure out how to do the impossible."
* DianaManashevitz turns in the chair, sprawling over it, legs over one arm, upper body resting on the other* That being...?
<``Mitch> .oO(A Hudson-51 in a fucking fortress.) "Well..." He mulls it over. "You know I've been backed into a corner... there's one way out I can think of. But that way is, is like... striking a match on jelly."
* DianaManashevitz 's brows furrow* Hai...?
<``Mitch> *shrugs helplessly* "Like trying to tattoo the Mona Lisa? It's possible, but..."
<DianaManashevitz> Extremely hard to do...*nods a little* Any way I can help...?
<``Mitch> He chuckles. "You already have - believe me, the drafting board is going to be a godsend."
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly* Alright...if there's ever anything else...*spreads her hands with a smirk* You seem like a geniunly nice guy...deserve to have good things come to you.
* ``Mitch shakes his head. "I'm not so nice."
<DianaManashevitz> Oh? How do you figure?
<``Mitch> .oO(Thief... liar... murderer... well, it wasn't premeditated, but still.) "I've done some ugly things. Probably will again."
<DianaManashevitz> Ahh...*nods* Hai...you would not be alone there. The children are probably the only ones who have not around here...
<``Mitch> "Still..." He gestures with his lower hands. "Someone's telling me what I deserve, and I don't think 'good things' are on the list."
* DianaManashevitz shrugs a little* Almost everyone deserves good things...*shrugs lightly* But to each their own...*rubs her stomach a little, turning her head to watch the ceiling*
<``Mitch> A small shrug. "...thanks, Diana."
<DianaManashevitz> You're welcome, Mitch
<``Mitch> His lip twitches. "I've been telling myself this sort of thing for a long time now. It's not that I'm ignoring what you think... it's just... hard to believe."
<DianaManashevitz> True...*smiles wryly* One day life will suprise you, though...happens to everyone
* ``Mitch bursts out laughing, fumbling with the beer a moment before managing to set it down on the floor and hunch over, trying to stifle it before it can wake up the entire Asylum
* DianaManashevitz arches her brows and smirks
<DianaManashevitz> I could be a standup comidian with THAT kind of reaction...
* ``Mitch slowly straightens up, flicking off his glasses and wiping his eyes, still chuckling. "Oh god... Diana... I don't think I can TAKE any more surprises..."
* ``Mitch jerks a free thumb up towards the rest of the Asylum, shaking his head and trying to regain his composure
* DianaManashevitz chuckles* Gomen...I meant GOOD suprises...not...you know...science-fiction, fantasy world suprises
<``Mitch> "Gomen?" He rubs two hands over his face before carefully, meticulously putting his glasses back on.
<DianaManashevitz> "I'm sorry..." That's what it means...
<``Mitch> Under his breath. "Gomen... I'm sorry. Gomen." Nods, and tries to think back... "...nan- damenai?"
<DianaManashevitz> "Nan demo nai" Close, but no cigar *winks* You're learning...
<DianaManashevitz> *pronounced it phenetecly...or however you spellit*
<``Mitch> "Nan demo nai... gotcha." He smiles. "Kind of hard not to around here."
* DianaManashevitz chuckles and nods* Hai...very true...
<``Mitch> "This place just... rubs off on you."
<DianaManashevitz> Hai...visa versa as well...it is like a huge family...
<``Mitch> "Family." He tastes the word. "That's not something I ever expected to apply... well, y'know, anywhere NEAR my general vincinity." .oO(Except Scorceze's bunch. But that's Sicilians for you.)
* DianaManashevitz smiles wryly* Oh hai...I as well...nice, isn't it?
<``Mitch> "On one hand... 'family'. On the other... 'getting seriously injured on a regular basis'. On the other... 'surprises'. On the other..." *holding up all four hands by now* "...your cooking..." He shrugs, then, and grins.
* DianaManashevitz laughs
<DianaManashevitz> You need to taste Kameko's cooking...she leaves me in her dust...
<``Mitch> "I'm used to takeout number sixteen at the local Chinese. If it got any better I think my tongue would give up and hide."
* DianaManashevitz laughs
* DianaManashevitz shakes her head a little* Then perhaps it's better you don't taste it then...
<``Mitch> "Guess I'll just have to stick with your spaghetti. Poor, poor me. Whatever shall I do." He snags the beer from the floor.
* DianaManashevitz chuckles
<``Mitch> "Have I met Kameko?"
* DianaManashevitz furrows her brow* Mm...I don't know...do you remember any pregnant women with green hair?
* ``Mitch thinks. "...no. Not green."
<DianaManashevitz> Then iie...you haven't. *smiles wryly* You'll know when you meet her...very high energy...
<``Mitch> "As opposed to the quiet, self-contained types this place is filled with..."
<DianaManashevitz> Good point...*smirks lightly*
<``Mitch> "Oh, believe me. This joint is an education."
* DianaManashevitz nods, streatching lightly
* Myrae slowly makes her way down the stairs, one hand holding her head, the other grasping the railing for support*
* DianaManashevitz looks up and blinks* Rae...?
* ``Mitch glances at the clock, adjusting his glasses slightly. "...damn... it's getting late. I should probably get upstairs before..." Glancing up. "...are you all right?"
* Kern's right behind her, being all protective 'n stuff*
* Rae looks up between her splayed fingers* What day is it..?
* ``Mitch is about to respond, then realizes he hasn't the faintest idea... glances at Diana helplessly
<DianaManashevitz> Friday now...
* Myrae stumbles slightly, leaning against the railing for a moment* Friday ...?? Jesus son of a bitch .. *rubs her temples* Sorry ... headaches swerve my tasteful language. *forces a small pained smile*
* Kern reaches out to steady her, wrapping an arm around her back*
<``Mitch> Quietly. "What's wrong with her?"
* DianaManashevitz stands* Maybe you should try lying down again...you need to take it easy...
* Rae leans back* I've been out for almost a week...? N-no thanks, I'm NOT going to lay down for any longer ..
* DianaManashevitz looks down to Mitch* <q> She used her powers too much...the baby also drains energy...
* Rae looks as if she might be easily blown over by wind, but her clenched jaw and stubborn look say she means what she says*
* Kern furrows his brows, watching her, pine green eyes worried* At least sit down, love...? I'll get you something to eat...?
* Rae whimpers, waving him off lightly as she sits* Fine...god I feel crappy...*rests her head in her hands,then looks up at Diana & Mitch through her fingers* Am I interrupting ..something?
* DianaManashevitz blinks* Iie...we were simply chatting...
<``Mitch> "Huh?" He blinks, then his eyes widen. "You m- oh... hell no."
* Kern furrows his brow, kneeling behind her, gently rubbing her back*
* DianaManashevitz chuckles* If I didn't know any better, I'd take that reaction as an insult...
* ``Mitch is actively blushing now
<``Mitch> "But you DO know better, right?"
* DianaManashevitz shakes her head with a chuckle* Hai...I do...
* Rae looks 'meltish' from the back rub, lowering her hands to look up at him with tired, silvery eyes* Know better than wha--Oh geeze, thats not how I meant it..
* Rae flicks her wrist slightly with one hand, the other returning to rubbing at her throbbing temples* Have I missed anything ..?
<``Mitch> "Oh lord..." He just sits back and flops an arm over his eyes, complexion trying to catch up with his hair as he drains the beer blindly.
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly* Don't worry about it...
* Kern continues to rub her back*
<DianaManashevitz> Ah...Teirnan's dead...Klork has a twin that showed up...we have several new peple living here...
* Rae chuckles, reaching over and, what would normally be a light punch to Mitch's arm is no more than a weak brush of the back of her knuckles* You fluster too easily..if you're not careful people will find that out and go outta the way to do so .. espcially women.
* Rae pauses...then blinks* My god I slept didn't I? I'd imagine I missed quite a commotion if Tiernan showed up...
* Kern chuckles softly* I will vouch for that...
* DianaManashevitz nods...* <q> ...hai...
<``Mitch> "Let's just say I'm not used to this sort of thing." He peeks, and reaches out a hand. "Mitch Williams."
* Rae holds out a small, pale, almost fragile looking hand in response* Myrae ... or Rae if you prefer *shrugs, shaking his hand with any strength she can muster ... which isn't much*
* Kern watches Rae quietly, obviously very worried for her*
<``Mitch> *returns the handshake* "Myrae..."
<``Mitch> He glances up at Kern.
<Kern> Ah...Kernunose...*offers a hand*
* Myrae nods, both hands returning to knead at her temples* Di..? I hate to be a bother but you wouldn't happen to have any asprin would you?
* DianaManashevitz nods* Hai...have a seat Rae...I'll get you some water too...
<Rae> Fondly known as tree-talker or Ker..*chuckles, nodding her thanks to Diana*
<``Mitch> "Kernun- nose?" .oO(If it works...) *shakes hand again*
* DianaManashevitz heads off to get the asprin and water...
* Kern chuckles* Aye...you can call me either Ker or Kern...*smlies wryly*
<``Mitch> A little thankfully. "Kern..." He leans back in his chair, feeling uncomfortable like he should help but can't work out how.
* DianaManashevitz returns, asprin in her right hand, a glass of water in her left, brows furrowed lightly, handing her the asprin first, very carefully..
* Rae rolls her head to the side, stretching out the muscles in her neck* Hm .. asprin .. dinner .. all right, perhaps some more sleep..
* Rae smiles and nods to her, taking the asprin* Thanks ... *downs it, making a disgusted face* Gyha..water please?
* DianaManashevitz gives her the water
* Kern heads into the kitchen to make stew or something*
* Rae swallows it down quickly, not stopping to breathe until she's tipped back the last drop, letting the glass lightly land on the table as she wipes her mouth ... the entire action just seeming out of character for her*
* DianaManashevitz furrows her brow...
<DianaManashevitz> Ah...need more...?
* Rae glances up at her, then shakes her head* Oh no .. it'll kick in pretty fast ..
* ``Mitch makes no comment, standing and limping to the kitchen to junk the bottle
* DianaManashevitz blinks* Ah...gomen...I meant water...
* Rae blinks, mouth going into a small 'o' shape before she chuckles sheepishly* Sorry .. but thank you..think I've got enough ..
* Kern looks up to Mitch from cooking as best he can...obviously not quite used to the appliances*
<``Mitch> *dumps the bottle and catches Kern's glance as he looks up... he shrugs* "Your guess is as good as mine..."
<Kern> Glad I am not alone then...*smirks a little*
* Rae sighs, folding her arms on the table before resting her brow to them*
* Kern finishes up, bringing the bowl out for Rae..*
* Rae smiles, looking up before looking pale ... standing and heading to the bathroom faster than she came down the stairs*
* ``Mitch settles back into the easy chair, leaning his head back with a sigh... then forward again... he hesitates, but knows there's not a damn thing he can do
* Kern blinkblinks*
* Kern looks down at the stew, and looks kinda crest-fallen, then back to Diana* ...you cook next time...
* Rae comes out after a while, shaking her head* No offense love..*rubs the back of her neck* I've been alseep for so long that the morning sickness .. kinda caught up..
<Kern> Ahh...*cringes* I'm sorry...
* Rae blinks* Ker..! I haven't tried it, how can you say that ... *frowns, sitting before it and mixing it with her spoon*
* ``Mitch wonders why there are so many people pregnant... then blinks... mutters, "...god, I hope that's not another side-effect..."
* Kern chuckles softly and sits by her*
* DianaManashevitz looks over at Mitch and coughs, laughing
* Myrae chuckles, eating quietly* Three women are pregnant, Mitch .. *smiles, not hearing him, just taking a stab at what he might've been thinking* It's in the water ...
* DianaManashevitz smirks lightly and shrugs, curling up again1 Hm...four...you, HLM, TN and Kame...
<``Mitch> He chuckles. "I thought the water heater was responsible for teaching everyone kung fu."
* Rae nods* Forgot .. I rarely see TN .. *pauses* Wait, TN's pregnant? What the hell is with the damn water?????
* Rae blinks, spoonful in mouth. She manages to swallow first* I don't know kung fu ..
* DianaManashevitz chuckles softly* Fertility drugs...?
* ``Mitch blinks. "Wait a moment. You don't know kung fu?"
<``Mitch> "Oh, wait. You know karate, right?"
* Kern shakes his head...*
* Rae shakes her head* No ..... um, actually, all I can do is heal .. other than that, I'm pretty weak truthfully ..
<``Mitch> "Tae kwon do? Judo? That weird dancing shit?"
<DianaManashevitz> Cairopi? *grins* That's FUN...
* Kern shakes his head, looking mildly confused, the words only vaguely familiar*
<``Mitch> "My god..." He grins. "That's amazing..."
* Rae motions towards the stairs with her left hand, shoveling food into hermouth, speaking between mouthfuls* I don't do anything special..neither does Syan I don't think .. he's just some tall lanky guy that, if he sneezes too hard, turns into a wolf.
<DianaManashevitz> ...and sells glass...
* Rae shrugs* I think he's pretty tough, having what, 17 siblings? or was it just 7? *shakes her head, finishing her soup with a satisfied smile* AH who cares, he's a clutz too .. door-to-door glass salesman.
<``Mitch> "...if it works..."
<Rae> Sounds like 7 years bad luck in the works for him..*leans over*
* DianaManashevitz chuckles
* ``Mitch shakes his head, but is pretty used to rolling with these punches by now
<Kern> Well...he IS with my sister...must say something about him...mind you I wouldn't know exactly what...
* Rae sighs, slowly pushing herself up with what seems to be a lot of effort on her part*
* Kern goes to help her...*
* Rae shifts, taking Ker's hand and heading over to sit on a chair* Come to think of it, how many people in here DO know martial arts??
* DianaManashevitz hmms...
<DianaManashevitz> Klork...HLM...me...ah...*scritches her head* Wing...Shin...I think Jaer does...hn...
<Rae> I know Klork does .. couldnt help it .. wasn't it his mom that's a kenpo teacher ..?
<DianaManashevitz> Ah! Hai...
<Rae> Kameko would too then, wouldn't she..? I don't know if Angelo does or not...he's just .. some giant wall..person .. with silver hair.
<DianaManashevitz> That she is...Kame would know too..
* DianaManashevitz nods...
<DianaManashevitz> Lots of silver hair...
<``Mitch> "Giant wall-person?"
* Rae looks over* He's about 6'4, all muscle. Literally a wall.
* Kern chuckles softly*
<``Mitch> "Ah."
<DianaManashevitz> Seems to be a big teddy-bear though...
* Rae shakes her head* I'm sorry but guys THAT muscular freak me out.
* Rae nods* Mildly ... slow .. unless he's interested in the conversation too..
* Rae chuckles* He'd have to be a teddy-bear to live with Kame tho!
* DianaManashevitz laughs
<DianaManashevitz> She'd beat him into submission if he wasn't...
* ``Mitch seems a little less there, the day's events catching up to him and joining forces with yesterday's to beat the snot out of his lucidity
* DianaManashevitz reaches over to poke Mitch* Bed-time for you...
* Rae chuckles* Something along those lines, yeah..*smiles faintly* Hm ... me, Ker, Nox, Syan ... Keelin, Kevley .. we dunno martial arts..*pauses, tilting her head in Mitch's direction before looking at Diana* What happened today..?
<``Mitch> He jerks slightly. "Huh? Oh... god... yeah, I think so." Muttered to the easy chair. "Thought you had me, didn't you..."
* ``Mitch stands, managing to tone down the wince of pain to a mere flinch
* Rae chuckles, standing* It'll have me if I sit much longer ...
* DianaManashevitz chuckles at Mitch
<``Mitch> "Nothing, really... it's just been a long couple of days."
* Kern stands as well, her oversized shadow*
* DianaManashevitz nods slowly, just kinda curled in her chair
* Rae pauses and leans back to look at him* Speaking of walls ..
* ``Mitch glances at Diana. "What about you?"
* ``Mitch looks back to Rae, cocking his head slightly.
* Rae looks back down, jerking her thumb back at Ker* I think I'd better take this wall to bed before he ends up carrying me there..
* Kern lifts Rae into his arms* Yes, love? *smirks a little*
<DianaManashevitz> Heh?
* Rae mutters* Too late ..
* ``Mitch chuckles, shaking his head
* Kern chuckles* Too late. Good night, you two. *grins, carrying Rae to bed.....*
<``Mitch> "'Night..."
* Rae waves g'nite before getting toted*
* ``Mitch looks to Diana. "Come on - you get to sleep too..."
* DianaManashevitz hehs a little and nods, standing with a stretch* Hai...more than likely...
<``Mitch> "So... um. Goodnight, Diana."
* DianaManashevitz nods* Oyasumi, Mitch...*smiles a little as she heads up the stairs, pausing to look back at him* That's goodnight in Japanese...
* DianaManashevitz dissapears into her room
<``Mitch> "Oyasum- sumi..." He bows, before walking up to his own room
* ``Mitch mumbles various words in japanese, trying to keep them in his head, as he drifts off
* DianaManashevitz ...heh...insomnia's a bitch...meditates <G>
Session Close: Fri Mar 01 01:46:07 2002
