Session Start: Fri Mar 15 12:29:55 2002
* Mondo_Gecko dances in the kitchen to Lady Venom while he cooks a burger
* HappyLittleMoron colors with Brenna and Iris out in the living room
* Mondo_Gecko weaves to the music.. for some reason it brings up memories for him...of a place he's never been
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(hmm...messed)
* HappyLittleMoron hums show-tunes to the girls..."One" from "A Corus Line" atm...<only 'cause the damn thing's stuck in the controller's head...>
* Mondo_Gecko looks thoughtful.. cold marble floors.. torches..everything is in gold..
* Mitch is downstairs reading - the eye for detail will note he's switched textbooks
<Mondo_Gecko> *chanting in the background * Cerubus Cerubus*
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(that was one fucked up dream)
* Mondo_Gecko looks over seeing Mitch
<Mitch> *read* *read* *highlight* *read*
<Mondo_Gecko> ..whazzat?
<HappyLittleMoron> Book on Squid?
<Mondo_Gecko> ..ew
<HappyLittleMoron> Hehehehe
<Mitch> <*decides to skip the "Mitch's really into it" bit and get on with the RPing, y'all know it already*> "Huh?" He glances up."
<Mondo_Gecko> ..
<Mondo_Gecko> what book?
<Mitch> "Architecture. Mechanical engineering, really."
<Mondo_Gecko> why?
* Mitch just kinda blinks. "...because I want to learn."
<Mondo_Gecko> oh
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( what kinda stupid reason is that to read boring books?)
<Mondo_Gecko> ...why
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(I like this game...wonder if I keep it up will steam come out of his ears)
<Mitch> "Sometimes it's useful to know things."
<Mondo_Gecko> oh
<Mondo_Gecko> ...why?
* Brenna giggles softly*
* Mitch glances at Mo. "Didn't they-" *meaning Iris and Brenna* "-go through that?"
* Mondo_Gecko looks over and winkts at Brenna
* HappyLittleMoron shrugs* I dunno...didn't know Iris when she was that young, an' we only got Brenna back a few months ago...looks like Mondo's giving Brenna ideas though...
<Brenna> Why? *giggles*
<HappyLittleMoron> Agggggghhhh...*manafests ice down Mondo's pants and starts tickllling Brenna* Noooooo...
* Mitch just groans, flicking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.
<Mondo_Gecko> AHH!!
* Brenna giggles, grabbing at her mom's hands*
* Mondo_Gecko fishes around in his pants and pulls it out
<Mondo_Gecko> ..oohh...sorry about that boys
<Mondo_Gecko> I'll make it up to you..promise
* HappyLittleMoron snickers, as Iris blinks
<Iris> You have boys in your pants??
<Mondo_Gecko> ..
<Mondo_Gecko> wow....I really gotta watch my mouth around here
* Mitch ... kinda stares for a moment, then pushes on his glasses, half-turning to stare at Mondo.
* Iris is still staring at Mondo, puzzled look on her face*
* HappyLittleMoron laughs, still tickling her daughter
* Mondo_Gecko stares back at mitch
<Iris> ...doesn't look like you have boys in your pants...*furrows her brows a little*
<Mitch> Muttered. "...wait ten years."
<Mondo_Gecko> ...you'll understand when your older Iris
* Mitch shakes his head, opening up his book again.
<Mondo_Gecko> the mysteries of the universe will be reveiled with time :P
* Iris blinks a little*
* Brenna escapes the tickling long enough to ask* Why? *before HLM snags her again*
<HappyLittleMoron> Because! Goof...
<Mondo_Gecko> aww..what's wrong Mitch? having trouble being a person again?
* Mitch frowns, looking up. "What?"
* HappyLittleMoron kisses Brenna's brow and lets her get back to coloring with Iris
<Mondo_Gecko> maybe if you stopped worrying about being perfect you'd have a life and you wouldn't have to look down on me for not being like you
* Mondo_Gecko crosses his arms, sick of mincing words
* HappyLittleMoron blinnks
<Mitch> "...you're... kidding, right?"
<Mitch> .oO(Where the hell did THIS come from?)
* Mondo_Gecko 's tail swishes
<Mondo_Gecko> ...hell no.
<Mitch> "Look down on- Mondo, if I was gonna look down on people for not being like me, I'd never get ANYTHING done. What the hell are you talking about?"
* Mondo_Gecko snorts
<Mondo_Gecko> you'd never get anything done? ..how about not looking down on people because you shouldn't look down on people
<Mondo_Gecko> huh?
* HappyLittleMoron blinks...
<HappyLittleMoron> Ok...bit of a block in communication there..
<HappyLittleMoron> Mondo...why do you think Mitch looks down on you?
<Mondo_Gecko> cause he does
<Mondo_Gecko> ...cause he thinks he's better n'me
<Mitch> He just shakes his head. "I look up to some, I look down on others, it's, y'know, the same with everyone else... what's your problem?"
<Mitch> Totally puzzled. "What?"
<HappyLittleMoron> ...
<Mitch> "Okay. I have SERIOUSLY missed something here. I don't think I'm better than you, man..."
<Mondo_Gecko> ..then why are you always on my case?
<Mitch> "When have I been on your case?"
<Mondo_Gecko> like..since I came here
<Mitch> "About what? When?"
<Mitch> "And what the hell was that about being 'perfect'?"
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(UGH! I hate having arugments with his kind...all facts. back it up..gimmie proof.. no proof? your oppinion isn't worth squat)
<HappyLittleMoron> ...uhm...how about...examples of times when you thought he was lookin' down at ya?
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(knew that was comming...)
<Mondo_Gecko> He just does!
* HappyLittleMoron smacks her forehead
<Mitch> "Why would I look down on you?"
<Mondo_Gecko> ...."Mondo go hide, you might scare the peramedics" "Sorry I can't be seen with you, you draw attention"
* Mondo_Gecko 's tail twitches
<Mitch> "Shit, Mondo, that's not anything about you! You're... well... you're a fucking LIZARD, okay? I told Merc to go hide, but he's not bitching about it!"
<Mondo_Gecko> ..do you not think it sucks enough having ppl screem at you when you walk down the street ..then have to hide in your own home??
<Mitch> He snorts, crossing one pair of arms. "You rather the paramedics see Diana as a, quote unquote, mutant-lover? You rather they TREAT her as one? It was NECESSARY."
<Mondo_Gecko> Yea..I KNOW what I am Mitch! ..and I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life hiding because of it
<Mondo_Gecko> ..oh..and having two sets of arms is so much more normal..yea
<HappyLittleMoron> It's something that can be hidden...hell, Mondo I have to friggin' hide and I own the place..gah...]
<Mitch> "Look, I ain't counting myself as 'normal'. It's a birth defect, y'know, technically I'm human but fuck - there's no way I count. But I can HIDE the arms, okay? Jesus Christ on a pogo stick, you've gotta face that sometimes it's better to be seen as 'normal'!"
* Mondo_Gecko hisses
<Mondo_Gecko> that'sssst just it..
<Mondo_Gecko> I'll never BE normal
<Mondo_Gecko> and I can't hide
* Mondo_Gecko turns and talks off to his room
* HappyLittleMoron mutters
<Mitch> "I'm not better than you, dammit! I'm just doing what needs to be done!"
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(and stepping on the little people to do it)
* Mitch just lets out his breath slowly, leaning his head back, glasses off and a forearm over his eyes
* Mondo_Gecko crawls under his sheets
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(great...now HLM's mad at me..)
<HappyLittleMoron> Boy's got a lota growing to do...*hmphs a little and ruffles the girls' hair*
<Mitch> "...sorry. I don't know where... sorry, Mrs. Happy." He looks up, focusing on the auras of the children. "Sorry about that, Brenna, Iris."
* Brenna's aura is a littlllle more...uh...dim? than usual, Iris doesn't seem that phased by it*
<HappyLittleMoron> Heh...'sokay, Mitch...not your fault..
* Iris nodsnods and smiles*
<Mitch> "I dunno... I must've, y'know, said something. He wouldn't have busted out like that for no reason."
<HappyLittleMoron> But you didn't mean to...and I'm betting your friendship with Diana's gotta have something to do with it...
<Mitch> "Diana?" He flicks on his glasses, puzzled. "Why?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Well...she broke up with him...and you two seem to be pretty close...he might think she dumped him for you...even though you guys aren't dating...*eyes hiiim a little* I don't think anyway..
<Mitch> "Huh? Oh Christ- no, no we're not... we're just friends..."
<Mitch> .oO(I've been here HOW long? What kind of a smooth operator does he take me for?)
* HappyLittleMoron nods..* 'Swhat I thought...*shrugs* Iiiiii dunno....just another reason why he MIGHT be so touchy...
<Mitch> "Shit... I guess I could go up and tell him that..."
* HappyLittleMoron noddles...
<Mitch> "I don't know what I'd say, though... I mean, how do ya put something like that? 'Hey, Mondo, I'm not ban-'" .oO(KIDS, you schmuck...) "'-with Diana, so it's all cool, you can relax'?"
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly1 I guess you could say that...*shrugs* III dunno...I'm not too good at that kinda stuuuff either...
<Mitch> "I mean, she's nice and all, she's a good person, but..." .oO(But what?) "...she just, y'know, broke up with him. That ain't gonna happen. He should know her better than that."
<Mitch> He sighs. "Jesus... I guess I'll just wait until he brings it up with her. She'd probably know what to say."
* HappyLittleMoron nods..* Yah...heh...and it DOES take longer than a few weeks for her to get that attatched to a person...
<Mitch> .oO(Say 'thank you, Morgan'.) .oO(Why?) .oO(Because I stopped you from asking how MUCH longer.) .oO(Oh.)
<Mitch> "...christ, that totally derailed my brain." He opens the book, looking down at it and trying to focus - mentally speaking.
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( ...why do I miss her?? she's only going to get me killed..and you know it's all a lie)
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO(because sometimes a warm lie is worth more than a cold truth....)
<Mitch> "How IS Diana doing?"
<HappyLittleMoron> I think she's at the doctor's getting a checkup at the moment...Devnet took her via portal...
<HappyLittleMoron> So...better I guess...
* Mitch nods. "Good to know... Devnet?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Uhm...dunno if you've met him...'round six foot...kinda oorangish-red hair...blue eyes...he hangs out with Keelin a lot...the elven woman...
<Mitch> "Oh! Yeah, I think I saw him last night. Never got introduced, though."
* HappyLittleMoron noddles* Heh...if Diana's well enough to be walking around, you'll probably end up getting introduced today...he's had a lot on his mind lately..
<Mitch> "Think everyone does around here." .oO(Even Merc. But only 'cause he wears pants.)
* HappyLittleMoron noddles* Yeah...
<Mitch> "...I don't look down on you, do I?"
* HappyLittleMoron blinks a little* Nope...besides the litteral sence that is *Grins lopsidedly*
<Mitch> "Okay. Just checking."
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly, and looks up as the front door opens, Devnet helping Diana come in
* Mitch opens up the book again, eyes turning downward, then flicking up... he brightens. "Tomodachi!"
<Mitch> .oO(Why didn't he portal back in?) .oO(If it works, it works. Shut up.)
* Diana smiles and chuckles breathlessly as Dev helps her to the couch* Konichiwa!
* Dev grins, helping her sit down before straitening again*
<Mitch> "How are you? What'd the doctor say?"
<Diana> I'm doing well...the doctor says I should take it easy, but I can at least walk around with help...*smiles* It's wonderful to be out of that bed...
* HappyLittleMoron grins* THat's great...heh! And Mitch, this is Devnet, Dev this is Mitch, by the way <G>
* Dev blinks and smirks a little offering a hand to Mitch*
<Mitch> "Christ, I can only imagine... oh. Hi, Devnet. Dev? Devnet?" He reaches out and takes the han.d
* Dev shakes his hand* Dev's alright...it's a pleasure.. *grins*
<Mitch> "Dev." *shake shake*
* Dev nods, hehing a little and sticking his hand in his pocket once he reclaims it* Live here long?
<Mitch> "Please don't take offense, but I'm asking everyone this to save time. Why do YOU belong here?"
<Mitch> "Not long. A few weeks... still, y'know, trying to absorb it all."
* Dev blinks and chuckles* I am one of the ones who helped get Brenna back from Teirnan...*smirks and bows with a flurish* Devnet the Bard at your service. *straitens and taks his previouse posture again and nods* Finding you like it here at all?
* Mitch slips two hands by his sides and bows as best as he can from the chair, other two arms still occupied with textbook and highlighter. "Honored, then. Really." He chuckles, relaxing a little. "It's... christ, I dunno. The rent's good. The rent's VERY good. I'm still not used to people being friendly just to be friendly, either. Y'know, it's not like I have to deal with vampires and werewolves and angels of death, but I have to convince myself th
* Dev nods with a slight chuckle, sitting by Diana on the couch* Aye...it is a strange thing to come accross in this world...
<Mitch> "You're telling me... I'm used to a... well, a more urban people, I guess."
* Dev nods* Aye...
<Mitch> To Diana. "Guess it's not necessary now that you're up and about, but how's the book?"
* Diana chucklse softly* I love it...I'm about halfway through in fact...
<Mitch> "Oh, good... I didn't know..." He shrugs and half-smiles. "Good guess, then."
Session Close: Fri Mar 15 15:31:02 2002
Session Start: Fri Mar 15 19:14:13 2002
* Daibhead raises a brow "hungry person..."
<Shingami> {{ Neee anyone down there??}} (what a time for wing to get called into work oi)
<Mondo_Gecko> She doesn't cringe at me..she actually touches me.. that means something...it means alot.. and If she's in danger I want to help her out..and if she's not I wanna stay in touch and help her in her mission
<Mitch> "Someone pulled out of a nearby alley, but, shit, that could've been anything. Probably not related. But they'd messed with the window... I don't know, man. It doesn't add up. But something went down."
<Calantha> But her mission.. *sighs* I don't know why I'm even wasting my breath.
* ^Monisima^ looks around...
<Mondo_Gecko> ...I don't even know what her mission is Cala..
<Mondo_Gecko> but I want to get into it...to find out what's going on
<Mondo_Gecko> ...just trust me ok
<Mondo_Gecko> it's not them I trust...or care out
<Mondo_Gecko> it's her
* ^Monisima^ doesn't know where the bowls are....gets a spoon...takes a bite from the pot
* Klork nods, rubbing his chin
<Klork> I'll talk to Mo' about it...
* Daibhead follows her into the kitchen
* Calantha doesn't look up
<Klork> Eer..well..maybe you could...I'm not sure what to make of it to tell truth.
* Klork pauses
<Mondo_Gecko> ...what?
* HappyLittleMoron ...uhm...checks on Shin, since she's upstairs already 'n stuff <G>
<Klork> And Shin's callin' for somebody..*taps his brow*
<Calantha> Nothing.
<Shingami> {{ nto to be blunt.. IM STARVED!}}
<Mitch> "Christ, I don't know what it is... okay, if you want."
* Mondo_Gecko frowns a little
<Mondo_Gecko> ...no...really..
* Klork nods, rubbing his back
<Mitch> "Huh?" He looks up towards the stairs. "I wish I was on this radio channel you witchy-finger people get..."
<Daibhead> how is it monisima?
<Klork> Well .. hm...you wanna help me put something together, Mitch?
* ^Monisima^ keeps eating from the pot like she hasn't eaten in days
<Mitch> "Put what together?" *confused*
<Klork> So Shin' can get around, ya know?
* Klork crooks his finger towards the door, heading out and going to his truck
<Daibhead> ... whoa... *leans out the door* "people! we got a hungar here! last call for food!
<Calantha> I went with you because I care about you.. I feel like I connect with you.. I risked my life to make sure you wouldn't lose yours.. I saw what happened, and it wasn't kosher. She left your ass there high and dry..
* Mitch frowns slightly, but follows, shrugging on his jacket again.
* Mondo_Gecko blinks slowly and then reaches out, wrapping his arms around her
* Klork pulls out a wheel chair from the back of the truck, patting it
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I care about you too
<HappyLittleMoron> {{I'll getcha somethin', Shin..}} *heads down the stairs..*
<Klork> I borrowed this from work .. we keep one around just in case...*shrugs* Was wondering if we could rig it so Shin could get up n' down stairs..
<Shingami> {[ Domodomodoooomo! sorry to be a pain}}
<HappyLittleMoron> {{Heyy...don't worry about it Shin...}}
* Klork wheels it inside, waitin' for Mitch at the front door
<Mitch> "Aww, that's GREAT! Shit, I dunno... um..."
* Daibhead watches monisima eat... "bowls are in that cupboard there..."*points*
* Mitch came out with him, but follows him back :P
* Calantha tenses
<Klork> Hn, I could possibly just keep a portal open for her...maybe?
* ^Monisima^ picks up the pot...tilting it...not bothered by the heat
* Mondo_Gecko blinks and lets go..looking at her
<HappyLittleMoron> Hiiiiii guys...*waffles as she passes, goes to make fooood*
<Mondo_Gecko> ....sorry..
<Mitch> "Can you keep it up for long?"
* ^Monisima^ looks at Daib for a sec..then goes back to eating
<Calantha> ..the problem is.. you don't care enough about yourself.. you may be perfectly fine with dying.. but I'm not.
* Klork smirks, waving at HLM
<Mitch> "Hi, Mrs. Happy. Uhh, we've gotta talk along the line."
<Klork> Or .. we could be easy and let Shin' just use the elevator..
* HappyLittleMoron blinks* Okie..
<Daibhead> ... eh... i would offer you some stew mo... but it seems someone forgot to feed ^Monisima^
<HappyLittleMoron> Eheh...'soky, dragon-dude...fixing something for Shin at the momentt...
* Klork tucks the wheel chair over his shoulder, heading up the stairs
* Daibhead smiles "want me to cook?"
* ^Monisima^ puts the pot down...looks satisfied...smiles
<Daibhead> so monisima was that good?
* ^Monisima^ nodnods
* Mitch heads upstairs behind Klork, still trying to figure out the wheelchair
<Daibhead> thats good... anything else i can do for you?
* Klork was walking upstairs w/ a wheel chair over his shoulder, humming "I'm bringing home a baby bumblebee"..
<Mitch> .oO(Going down is easy. Going UP is a bitch. What the hell would work?)
<Mondo_Gecko> ...I...I figure that I'd rather help someone out...do something with my existance
* ^Monisima^ thinks
* ^Monisima^ shrugs
* HappyLittleMoron brings food up to Shin..
* Calantha shrugs..
* Klork watches HLM blaze right by him..
<Daibhead> well... if you come up with anything i will be in my room resting
<Calantha> I don't know why I'm even trying to argue with you.. you're gonna do whatever you want anyway.. as well you should, I guess.
* HappyLittleMoron pauses...kissess Klork on the cheek...etcetc
* ^Monisima^ nods...
* Klork smirks hammily, still walking ... taking each step as a beat whilst he hums
* Mondo_Gecko sighs
* ^Monisima^ goes back outside....sits on the sidewalk
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I'm sorry..
<HappyLittleMoron> Ehehe...You're silly...
* Daibhead smiles and squeezes up the stairs making his way to his room "hey you two... s'cuse me"
<Mitch> "...you're in a mood..."
<Klork> <hummed..half muttered>I'm bringin' home a baby bumblebee...wont' my mommy be so proud of me..
<Calantha> ..for what?
* Klork pauses, glancing over at Mitch as he moves out of Daib's way
<Klork> Eh..? Oh, sure..*shrugs*
* Mitch flattens against the wall as Daib passes
<Calantha> If you're so convinced that what you're doing is the right thing.. then why are you apologizing?
* Shingami bites her thumb thinkin whilst looking at the map... sighs foldign it up and putting it aside.
<Bitmod> ::slowly drives back towards the asylum, stopping a tad further away he is on the opposite side from the exploded building:: I need a few more shots... damndit.. I didn't want to come back tonight...
* HappyLittleMoron lets Daib passssssss 'n stuff tooo
* Daibhead squeezes trough the door of his room "hey... moron... anychance in getting a bigger bed?"
* Klork holds the wheel chair up...then knocks on Shin's door
<Shingami> Dozo Dozo!
* HappyLittleMoron arches a brow* Uhm...you furnish your own room, Diab...
* Klork pushes in, smirking
<Klork> Hey, Shin!
* phone rings*
<Shingami> Hey klork ............i didnt think you were the wheelchair dragracing type
* Klork shrugs, putting it down beside her
* Mitch kinda leans against the doorway as Klork enters, watching
<Daibhead> well you know... i AM a big guy.. *coughs* think about it.. thanks
<Klork> Eh, I just figr'd you'd like a way to move out n' about til' you can on yer' own, ya know?
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles, letting Shin at the food, staying out of the guys' ways
<Klork> Cabin fever can tend to suck..
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I don't know
* phone rings again - what, are you waiting for the machine to pick up?*
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I'm not sure..
* Daibhead streaches and rests
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I'm not sure about anything
* ^Monisima^ makes little scorchmark doodle drawings on the sidewalk...
<Shingami> Yes it does. thanks klork this is so cool....
* Klork tilts his head to the side...then smirks, nodding
<Shingami> but.. how am i gunna get down the iger.. ie the stairs
* Calantha looks up at him finally, takes a breath and this time wraps her arms around him to comfort him.
* Klork scratches his chin
<Klork> I've got a few ideas..
<Mitch> "Quickly."
<Bitmod> ::Is still driving towards his spot then I guess... driving driving...::
* Mitch 's lip twitches
* Klork opens a portal
* Mondo_Gecko curls into her, wrapping his arms around her back
* phone continues to riiiiiing*
<Shingami> didnt you guys ever thing of making the place wheelchair accessable...
<Klork> I can keep this up .. it's kinda a random portal..all ya gotta do is ..basically . at least touch it...n' think of where you'd like t' go..
* HappyLittleMoron heads downstairs, after excusing herselff, and picks up the phone
<HappyLittleMoron> Yellow?
<Shingami> neet
* Klork shrugs, flicking at the portal ... it ripples like water..electricity rippling at the edges
<Klork> I always made things accessable my own way I guess *smirks*
<Calantha> *w* Well.. just don't get too deep into something until you ARE sure.. ok?
<Shingami> i dont thin its gotta stay up more then a week.. till my powers stop ebign random
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* I won't..
<Phone> *rough, grizzled voice - it's Bill the sniper!* "Moron. You got a moment?"
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* trust me..I dont get deep into anything
* Klork nods, pocketing his hands
<Shingami> i tried earlier to teleport to the couch.. ended up in the bath tub...
* Mondo_Gecko laughs saddly
<Calantha> Yeah you do.. shit.
* ^Monisima^ looks up...sighs..leans back on her hands
<Calantha> Deep DEEP shit..
* Calantha smirks
<Shingami> i think i have a limited range
* Mitch blinks. "This happen often?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Heh? Yeah, 'sup, Bill?
<Calantha> especially with women
<Klork> Well, at least this'll work temporarily, right?
<Bitmod> ::arrives at the prementioned spot::
<Shingami> most definatly
<Bitmod> ::He exits the car and climbs towards the top of the building::
* Klork nods, heading through it down stairs to the living room..waving a little
* FWL_MeRc slowly begins to come too, looking around his vision blurred but where-ever he is seams to be very white
<Bill> "We got us a sitch-you-ashun. Hour ago some punk set off a flashbomb on a building down the ways... four-eyes checked it out, but nothing was there, right? So we've had this car looping the area for a while, and it's just come back... I'm thinkin' we got an awful lot of coincidences here."
<Mitch> .oO(I just can't picture her in a wheelchair...)
* Calantha taps the tip of his nose with the tip of her tail, holding him and smiling a little
* Klork goes over, rubbing at HLM's shoulders
<HappyLittleMoron> Oh greaaaaat...get a look in that car at all?
<Shingami> *eating* needs a bumper sticker though
* HappyLittleMoron smiles a little, leaning back into Klork's hands
* Klork chuckles, listening in as best he can
* ^Monisima^ sits there and relaxes
<Bitmod> ::sets up his camera and his amplifyer and his spooling mechanism. he peers toward the asylum:: I'll have to be quick... damnd.. this is a pain. That bomb was too much attention. This is not good. I'll be surprised if I'm not found out.. none the less killed tonight...
* FWL_MeRc shakes his head and tries to rub his eyes, finding he can't move his hands, something keeping him bound to the wall, he snarls lowly andf begins to tug on the bounds
* Mondo_Gecko gives a little laugh
* Bill, up on the water tower, takes a drag on his cigarette before responding, cradling the cellphone to one ear and the nightvision scope to the other eye. "Negative. I spotted it after it stopped. I'm watching the windows, though... gonna see if... hel-lo. We've got us a little spy, yes we do. Someone's setting up a long-range snooperscope."
<Mitch> "Like what?"
<Calantha> ...cheer up.. it's not all so bad..
<Bitmod> ::he sets up his tripod again and puts the earphones in::
<HappyLittleMoron> Do we now...? Should I send someone...?
* ^Monisima^ looks around....
<Mondo_Gecko> Yea,,,
<Mondo_Gecko> I know...
<Shingami> i dunno... something like dont make me come down there -God... or im nto a pecimist im optimisticaly challanged
<Shingami> something scarcastic
<Mondo_Gecko> I was ironically in a really good mood when I woke up
<Bill> "That's your call. Bill's got the shot, though."
<Bitmod> ::He stares at the assylum but there is a cracking in his phones::... oh.. shit... ::he spins around quickly scanniing the streets and buildings... he doesn't see anything::
<Mitch> *chuckles* "I'll see what I can do..."
<Calantha> Heh.. I'm sure I totally didn't help in depressing ya..
* Mondo_Gecko snickers
<FWL_MeRc> ...no, I'm back here! DAMNIT!!! *snarls viciously and pulls on the bounds* LET ME GO!!!
<Bill> "Oh-oh, he's nervous. I don't know if you can get someone close enough."
* Calantha smirks
* Klork tilts his head to the side, opening a portal
<HappyLittleMoron> Hn...well...shoot to disable...not kill...I wanna see who this clown's workin' for...erk...
<Shingami> did it stop raining?
<Klork> Where's he at?
* HappyLittleMoron ...scrolls up to see if Bill gave her a specific location..
<Klork> I can fire some electricity up enough to stun .. drag him back here maybe?
<Bitmod> ::he hears ""Click cracklenervous click::" :: FUCK... ::he dives off the roof ggrabbing the spool as he slides down the building... ::he presss a button on his belt and the car starts::
<Bill> "Tell you what. Let's try something. Hold on..." He sets the phone down, and eases back, cradling the rifle in loving arms.
* ^Monisima^ stands up....walking down the street..
* HappyLittleMoron nods...* Erk...*looks to KKlork* He's tryin' something..
* Klork sighs
<Bitmod> ::he dives into the car as fast as he can he's left his goggles and tripod on the roof::
<Klork> Dang...
<Calantha> Mitch put me in a bad mood.. I went up there to be alone.. and well.. heh..
<Mondo_Gecko> ..Mitch put me in a bad mood to..
* Calantha reaches up with both hands and MESSED UP HIS HAIR
* Bill whips the rifle around, panning with the figure... he taps the viewfinder and the trigger at the same moment...
<Mondo_Gecko> AHHH!!
* BLAM*
<Mondo_Gecko> My hair!
* Mondo_Gecko whaps her with his tail!
* Calantha cackles
* Mondo_Gecko fake cries!
* the streamlined lead zips through the air, supersonic as it seemingly punctures the very fabric of reality in the blink of an eye...*
<Calantha> No! Don't cry! *dramatic pleading*
<Mondo_Gecko> I'm hidious!!
* ^Monisima^ puts her hands behind her head as she goes
* the camera EXPLODES at the shadowy stranger's side, spraying chunks of digital imagery and shattered bits lens over the street below*
<Mondo_Gecko> *back of his hand to his forhead he faints backwards*
<Calantha> No way.. I think it's *dramatically* sexy!
<Mondo_Gecko> ..
<Mondo_Gecko> > o
<Mondo_Gecko> really?
* The admisistrater walks into merc's holding area, a evil smirk on his face "not quite area 51 merc, but its good to have you back... now you won't be getting out of here alive, and we are well aware of the friends you made in the... asylum... but don't worry there's not way they can get in here"
<Bitmod> ::speeds faster past the asylum taking corners just trying to get as far away as possible::
* Bill chuckles sadistically as he brings the phone up. "Oh, he didn't like that, no he didn't... Moron, I just plugged his snoop... he's making tracks... want me to hit the car?"
* Klork blinks,hearing the car, then blinks
<HappyLittleMoron> Yeah...
* Klork runs out the door, hopping in his car and peeling after Bitmod
<Bill> "Shit - mini in the way-"
* Bill drops the phone, trying to get a clear shot as Bitmod puts vehicles in the way...
<Bitmod> ::turns on a wideband broadcast radio and broadcasts onall channels:: Hey, sniper, how far away would you say I am now...
<Shingami> what the hell was that?
<Bitmod> ::he looks around and realises he left the channel sweep on the roof:: Aww... crap...
* Bill reaches up and hauls himself up the handholds, vaulting onto the apex of the water tower and duckwalking to the top, raising the rifle as his cone of fire improves...
<Bill> "Not far enough, kid."
* Klork follows, just about on Bitmod's ass right about now..the painted lightning bolts on the sides of the truck seeming glow*
* BLAM*
<Calantha> *melodramatically* Oh yeah..
<Bitmod> ::broadcasts:: I must admit... nice job. But a good sniper always relocates
* HappyLittleMoron stays home and...uhm...waits 'n worries <G>
* the round SLAMS the trunk of the car, shaking the entire vehicle hard - it's not a disable, but the muffler's probably fucked, and that car just took a heavy jolt*
* Klork picks up his CB, clicking in* Yeah . and when you're tryin' to get away .. you look to see if you're followed...*Puts the nose of his dodge ram up against Bit's car after Bill's shot hit it*
* Bill works the bolt-action, trying to get another shot... Klork's truck keeps getting in the way
<Bitmod> ::broadcasting one last time:: You arn't worth the money... ::he jumps from the car and runs into an alleyway as quick as he can he moves into a sewer hole and bolts.. the car seems to notice his absence and turns on the emergency break screeching to a stop::
<FWL_MeRc> Administrator: I can't wait to watch then disect you like a rat. Merc: I'll kill you... Administrator: i doubt that what can you do now? hanging there like a rag doll... your harmless, and your also ours" Merc: *snarls as he walks out*
<Bill> "Dammit, whiskers, get out of the way! I can't- fuck. He's gone."
* Klork 's truck rams riiight into it ... chrome bumper guards smooshin' the back end into 1 foot
<Bitmod> ::he's made a damnd mistake... he rushes the car and grabs a removable harddisk and bolts again:: Fuck me.... damndit...
* Mitch slides down the water tower and dangles for a moment before dropping onto the catwalk... he picks up the cellphone. "Moron?"
* Mondo_Gecko swishes his tail and rolls around on the bed, posing
* Klork mutters, putting the truck into reverse to detatch itself..then blinks, taking after Bit in his truck
<Calantha> Ooooohh...
* Calantha grins
<Bitmod> ::he enters the still opened sewer hole and continues bolting::
* ``DarienFox pulls up outside the asylum and opens the door telling his partner to wait here and makes his walk into the asylum
* Klork stops the truck beside the sewer hole, dropping into the hole, landing before taking off after
* Mondo_Gecko tosses his long mass of silky hair back
* ``Bill mutters something and hits redial, bringing up the binoculars. "Moron, you feathered freak, pick up the god damn phone."
<Bitmod> How the fuck... this guy knows his stuff... there has to be a connection.. I was a fool to return... damndit. This isn't worth the cash, but for the money I ask I doubt the boss'll let me live if I back down ::he presses a button on a remote and the stopped car locks all doors::
* Klork growls, firing electricity off at Bitmod on all sides of the tunnels, still picking up pace, feet silent on the sewer floor
* Calantha grins at him, churrrrrring
<Bitmod> ::the remote waits a few seconds and flashes twice signifying an armed status::
* ^Monisima^ is still walking....looking at the building..trying to find her way around..
<Bitmod> ::hears some wierd crackling noise but has no idea what sort of trouble he is in::
* ``DarienFox walks around looking for HLM "moron? where are you?"
* Mondo_Gecko looks up and snakes his tail..churrrrrring back
* HappyLittleMoron picks the phone up just in time to hear that* Gee...thanks for the sentement, Billy...*looks up and wavels to Darien*
* Klork fires another ball of electricity...aimin' to slow Bitmod down
<``DarienFox> ah... hello happy... i have some news
<HappyLittleMoron> Uh...heya Darien...wanna gimme a sec...? In the middle of somethin'...*back to the phone* Bill? 'sup??
<Bitmod> ::glances back and sees a figure gaining..:: Shit.. if only I hadn't left my googles.. I am not doing well ::he takes his gun from his side and sprays a few shots before getting a painful shock in the leg by Klork.. he falls but scrambles to his feet.. he feels extremely dizzy::
<Bitmod> ::he continues running, limping slightly since he can't feel his leg Klork gains faster you are about 4 feet from him (if you want to be)::
<``Bill> "Name the time and place, bitch, I'll clean your clock. Dearest hubby whiskers kept getting in the way. His vehicle's stopped, he left something at his camp, and right now Whiskers is chasing him through the sewers. Out of my hands. His camp's on fifth and church, the old hotel. Vehicle's on fourteenth and bridge."
* Klork erks, staggering as his arm is graised..growling as his eyes flash, bolting towards him again before outright pullin a football tackle, grabbing to get that gun out of his hands
* Calantha watches him intently from her spot on the edge of the bed..
* ``DarienFox nods and leans against the wall
<Bitmod> ::turns to let off a nother spray but is knocked over in the tackle and drops the gun on the sewer floor in the muck.. out of sight and out of options he throws the harddrive against the wall to destroy all data:: Bastard... everything has to be so difficult.. ::he struggles to get up::
* Calantha 's tail swishes from side to side as she churrrrs.. not even realizing it
* Shingami gets some semi normal clothign on.(if on consider shorts and a tanktop with the words i Bite in rinestones on it normal) between balancing the stuff on her lap and grabbing the chair somehow makes it in
* Klork growls, sending another shock at him, this time a little more powerful...
<Shingami> i really shoulda learned to be an acrobat
<Klork> Yer' really pissin' me off, buddy.
<Bitmod> ::gets blasted against the wall he slowly staggers to his feet.. his vision is blurred and is fading in and out::
<HappyLittleMoron> Gimme a few weeks 'n you're on...thanks, Bill...take care of yerself, k?
* Klork growls, going over and grabbing him by the collar
<Bitmod> You as well... crap... there goes my weekend ::he goes unconscious his head bleading from where he hit the wall::
<``Bill> "Vehicle is a late-model compact black sedan. License is Roger Zero Niner Five Foxtrot God."
<``Bill> "Always do, Moron."
* Klork mutters, proppin' Bit over his shoulder and taking a portal back topside, going over to the building .. waving towards where Bill is..holdin' the unconscious Bitdude.
<HappyLittleMoron> I'll look it up, thanks again...*click 'n stuff, then turns to Darien* 'Sup?
<``DarienFox> ... well you know your loveable blue smurf
* Mitch is probably, umm... in the living room with the AK-47, looking nervous
<``DarienFox> well hes been taken form prison... by this person... *digs in his pokcet and pulls a picture of neil o conner
* Klork tosss Bit into the bed of his truck, checkin' to make sure all arms are out of reach before using his towing chain to tie him up
<``DarienFox> we have no file for the guy...
* OikawaNishimaru heads downstairs
* Shingami goes over to the portal, taping it and going though appearing at the botom of the stairs
<Shingami> ...well aint that damn convient...
* HappyLittleMoron sighs a little and rubs her belly* Greeaaaaat...
<``DarienFox> don't suppose you know anything do you?
* Klork fires up the truck, backing it up to the Sedan
* OikawaNishimaru takes a look around and heads back up to the roof
<Bitmod> ::slowly comes to... his vision uninterpretable but his hearing ok... he tries to move.. but can't tied very well::
* ^Monisima^ decides to head back before she looses her way
<HappyLittleMoron> The guy was here earlier...lookin' for Merc...told him I didn't know where he was...said something about...The Agency?
<Bitmod> Klork fires up the truck, backing it up to the Sedan
<``DarienFox> the... agency?... but thats us... unless its the other agency...
<Mitch> Muttered. "...the other agency... yeah."
* HappyLittleMoron spreads her hands* All I know man...said my face was "similar" or somethin'..
* Klork hooks the other chain up to the Sedan, then fires up the truck, heading down towards the asylum in 4wd
* Shingami rolls into the kitchen, not very skilled with wheelchairs at all but makes it without hitting anything major.. like people or walls
<Bitmod> ::groans:: Mister.. I really wouldn't keep that car ::the lights begin to flash::
* Mitch kinda follows Shin in, making sure she's okay with it
<``DarienFox> ... it could be the agency that has to do with... weapon research
* Klork mutters, putting the truck in park, unhooking it before firing electricity at it..enough to skid it back at least 20 feet
* Klork then turns, glaring at Bit..
<``DarienFox> ... where merc was, created
<Bitmod> ::begins to frantically twist trying to wiggle out of the chain he screams:: Good move ::the lights flash faster...::
* HappyLittleMoron narrows her eyes* ...really now....
<Klork> Not another word from you, fucker. I don't much appreciate bein' shot.
<Mitch> "How's it feel?"
<``DarienFox> ... yea
* Klork then drops the rest of the chain over him .. it's quite heavy...
<Bitmod> ::spits and groans:: I don't much injoy being toyed with... I'd step back a bit if I were you :: the lights flash very VERY faster and then steady...::
* Klork then gets into the driver's seat, heading to the asylum
<Shingami> its ok.. itll take tiem to get used to thats all
<``DarienFox> ... ifs thats the case... i can't tell you anything...
<``DarienFox> sorry
<Bitmod> ::yaowls and tenses his body... the car explodes sending small pieces everywhere... ::
<Shingami> i feel so short
<Mitch> "Don't push yourself too hard... I don't mind getting stuff for you. Save your strength for, y'know, taking showers." He half-smiles.
<HappyLittleMoron> Why?
* Klork pulls into the asylum, going around and picking Bit up, still chained, dragging him inside
<``DarienFox> its a little thing called making sure i get my next shot
* HappyLittleMoron blinks an dlooks up at Klork* So this's...*blinks* You're bleeding...
<Shingami> *puts the dishes in the sink smirking* you sure i shoudltn ask for help with that mitchu-chan?
* Klork drops the guy
<Klork> I'll be fine. Don't let him up. Fucker shot me.
<Shingami> *THUD*
<Bitmod> ::umphs but keeps his mouth closed::
* ``DarienFox pulls up his left sleave showing a tattoo of a snake devided into several sections "all these go red... thats bad"
* HappyLittleMoron looks down at Bit, eyes flashing a little
<Mitch> *shrugs* "I'm sure you could get Nox to help or something..." He glances around. "...the hell?"
* OikawaNishimaru sits on the edge of the roof and meditates
* HappyLittleMoron then looks up at Darien, blinking....* That ain't good...
* Klork steps on/over Bit, heading up the stairs
<Shingami> letch check it out..
* Mitch walks into the living room, AK-47 tucked under one arm, and blinks. "NOW what?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Little spy...
<Bitmod> ::thinks:: This is what I get for being greedy.. mental note... assume everybody is better then you are..::
* Shingami follows mitch
<Shingami> Spy?
<Mitch> "Little?"
<``DarienFox> well yea... i got my brother to thank for that...
<Bitmod> ::looks around inspecting the inhabitence scared out of his mind his jaw drops without thinking::
<``DarienFox> but anyhow... I'm sorry about merc... me and bobby gutta get back to work
<HappyLittleMoron> Bleh...
<Mitch> "Who's he and why's he, y'know, chained up?"
* HappyLittleMoron sighs, running a hand through her hair* yeah..sure you are...
* ^Monisima^ gets back to the asylum and walks in...
<Bitmod> ::shuts his mouth::
<``DarienFox> ... take care...
<Shingami> Ok buddy spill who are you and what are you doing here...
* ^Monisima^ looks at what's goin on...
<Bitmod> ::mouth stays zipped he sings songs in his head to calm himself::
* HappyLittleMoron goes to kneel by Bitmod, then looks up at Darien* Heh...you too...just don't be suprised if the smurf dissapears on ya...
<``DarienFox> ... not our agency... its another agency... a more poweriful agency... its confuseing, we deal with spying its not to do with us
<Shingami> {{ if he doesnt talk im using the Siren on him i swear thats the only thing that works at the moment}}
* ``DarienFox steps up to the door
* ^Monisima^ looks over at Bit....blinks
* HappyLittleMoron blinks a little and just...nods...that being too much for her poor overloaded brain...
<Bitmod> ::stayes quiet.. he still has no idea what awaits him::
<Mitch> "Moni, you might not wanna see this." .oO(Whatever it is.)
<HappyLittleMoron> {{We could always just reach into his mind...}}
* HappyLittleMoron searches him for ID 'n stuff
* ^Monisima^ blinks...?
<Shingami> {{ rather not no idea what he has in there}}
<Mitch> To Moron, since he's not on the mental frequency. "Who is this guy? What's going on?"
<Bitmod> ::there are no ID's on his person, just his clothes::
<``DarienFox> *walks out and drives off*
<Shingami> look Buckie answer my question or i make you answer
<HappyLittleMoron> Some spy guy...man...no ID...*looks up at Shinn, then back at Bit, letting her interrigate*
<Bitmod> ::looks over to Shingami and smiles keeping his mouth closed hoping to just be killed inside::
* ^Monisima^ gets closer
* Mitch just watches Bitmod, gun cradled and aimed at his midsection
* Shingami uses a siren's voice, liek that of the benigeserit form Dune that compells people to do stuff, uses it on Bit
<Shingami> I said answer me
<Bitmod> ::cringes and his mouth opens but he shuts it... sweat beads begin to show on his head.. his mouth opens:: What... the... fuck... are... you...::he begins to scream:: What... are ... you... doing...to me.....
* ^Monisima^ blinks
<Shingami> *normal voice* answer me and i wotn use the Voice... refuse and i will.. continue to and ill jsut jump into that pretty little head of yours and take what i want
<Shingami> Understood?
* Mitch shivers, eyeing Shin uneasily
<Bitmod> ::gasps assessing his options no longer doubting the claims::
<Bitmod> ::he sighs in complete defeat.:: I'm Bitmod. I'm a common spy. ::he spits at her feet:: That's all you'll get out of me...
<Mitch> .oO(No different than getting worked over with a baseball bat... I guess... but...) *bites his lip* .oO(...that heals. If, y'know, they don't get capped.)
<Bitmod> ::he trys to roll away in a random direction::
* HappyLittleMoron pins Bit down
<Shingami> your so confident... no doubt yu know about us and what we can do...
<Mitch> .oO(Where does he think HE'S going?)
* HappyLittleMoron holds his shoulders, suprisingly strong
<Bitmod> ::umphs... he's left a trail of blood from his head would on the floor::
<Shingami> if worse comes to worse we will just take what we want
<Bitmod> ::laughs:: Fuck.. if I knew about all this I wouldn't be here...
<Shingami> {{hes injured}}
<HappyLittleMoron> Who you workin' for?
<HappyLittleMoron> {{He'll be far worse than that if he keeps this up}}
<Mitch> "He's not going to answer that."
<Bitmod> ::coughs and laughs and argpains:: You've got a sniper.. he was up in the watertower.. this I know now.. you've got multiple patrons to your place.. you've broken my camera and set me back days of work. And you think I'll tell you anything? I'd rather die.
* ^Monisima^ watches.....
<Bitmod> And hell, you're like deamon spawn or something... worse then I could have imagined on my own...
<Bitmod> ::starts going through all the books he's read involving deamons and other mythical things trying to remember a weakness or something::
<Shingami> I am not demon spawn...not do i enjoy harming people
* ^Monisima^ 's gold eyes turn red....narrowing them at Bit
<Bitmod> ::doesn't notice ^Monisima^::
<Shingami> I am trapped in this exsistance much as you are and we are all trying to survive and prove to humans we arnt monsters or.. demon spawn
<Bitmod> You sure don't act like it sister. Remember, you took the first shot...
<Shingami> You threatend us we are acting accordingly
<Bitmod> You arn't doing a very good job...
<Bitmod> ::smiles:: I guess one could say that. What was I doing?
* Shingami does a short quick dive into his mind, very deep would shock the hell out od him
* OikawaNishimaru is meditating on the roof
<Bitmod> ::screams and bites down... biting his lip in the process making a bit of blood in his mouth:: CRAAAAAAAAAP!
* Mitch just watches the byplay. .oO(It's gotta happen. But I won't be a part of this.)
<Bitmod> :: he pants::
<Shingami> ive delt with hundreds of spies in my years I would rather not harm you.. cooperate .. and we may let you go... i wont do that again i promise
* HappyLittleMoron winces a lil'
* Shingami rubs her temple abcently (( mother a god that hurt)
<Mitch> Muttered. "He's just the messenger. We want whoever sent him."
<Bitmod> ::this time he screams causing pain from his lungs:: Like I said... I'd rather DIE!
<Shingami> {[ im rendering him unconcious .. we should accomidate him a bit we need him alive HLM}}
<HappyLittleMoron> {{Okie, Shin...works}}
<Bitmod> I don't care how many spys you've delt with... time for bye bye ::he moves his toung around and bites down on a small capsule::
* Shingami reaches out towards bit
* OikawaNishimaru heads downstairs* what's all the yelling about?
<Shingami> {{shit! open his mouth!!!}}
<Bitmod> ::he quickly swollows and closes his eyes:: Do your worst.. I'd hurry if you want any use out of me...
* HappyLittleMoron does so...then
<Shingami> {{nm}}
* Mitch unfortunately doesn't know a damn thing about this, so cheerfully watches silently }:D
<Shingami> fine
* HappyLittleMoron 's eyes glow...looking for the capsul and tries manafesting it out of his body...
* ^Monisima^ is looking a little disturbed...
<Bitmod> ::his head spins as he slowly begins to fall unconscious... towards death the capsule was peirced and let loose a liquid in his body::
* Shingami again goes into his mind but its barely felt at all lookign for the information without forcably causign pain, just looking him in the eyes
* HappyLittleMoron clenches her jaw* We need a healer...! Someone find Devnet?? Or one of the elves??
<OikawaNishimaru> I'm a healer
<Bitmod> ::the only thought in his mind were three things, the money... fear of his boss.. and a description of his target... photograph... something "ox"::
<HappyLittleMoron> Help us out here, Oikawa? Please?
<Bitmod> ::he falls unconscious.. he's not dead.. but his heart is slowly slowing down::
* OikawaNishimaru slowly walks over* sure
<Shingami> (( but who i your boss?. who was your target?))
* HappyLittleMoron sits back, giving room to Kawa...
* OikawaNishimaru concentrates as he puts his hand over Bit He transfers some of his life enegry to heal them
<Bitmod> ::all that comes out are random memories from his childhood.. nothing usefull::
<OikawaNishimaru> <q>the force heals all... I give you some of mine to restore you
<Bitmod> ::he coughs a bit of blood splurting onto his chest from is bit lip.. he slowly comes too...::
* Klork slowly comes back down the stairs, holding a bloodied rag to his arm to stop the bleedin
* HappyLittleMoron stands, and heads over to Klork* ..need help, hon..?
<^Monisima^> *anybody near Moni's feeling it get hotter*
<Bitmod> ::he comes too.. dizzy but remembering:: ergg... I knew it was bad... but I didn't know I was already in hell... ::he begins bashing his head against the floor trying to worsten the already existing head would before it heals::
* Klork shakes his head, jaw set* No ... get anything from him?
* HappyLittleMoron shakes her head* Shin's working on it...
* Shingami stops sighing
<Bitmod> ::is still tied to the heavy chains::
* Klork nods, lifting the rag to examine the wound ... still hasn't stopped bleeding ...
* HappyLittleMoron bites her lip a little
<Bitmod> ::gives up utterly exausted::
* Klork sighs, pressing the rag to it again
* OikawaNishimaru closes his eyes and tries to levitate Bit off the ground to stop the bashing of the head injury and the brain hemoraging...
<Bitmod> ::because he has stopped his head heals thanks to OikawaNishimaru...::
<Shingami> Let him rest I can try again later...probably the bacement or something
<Shingami> somewhere quiet
<Klork> <muttered> Somewhere padded.
<Shingami> that too
* HappyLittleMoron nods..that being what she was thinking...
* Mitch glances at Shin. "...you want a quiet place in the Asylum?"
<Klork> Basement's as good as it gets..
* Klork glances up at Mitch ...
<Shingami> *looks at mitch* yeah near impossable hua?
* Mitch raises his free hands in surrender to Klork's look.
<OikawaNishimaru> I'd offer my room, but Marcus is in there and he can not be disturbed
* Klork sighs, jaw clenching as he presses the rag to the wound .. his hand, arm, and the rag are coated
<Shingami> the bacement then... the stairs arnt so long i might be able to get down there
<Klork> Basement has one way out. Put some padding down..
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: I won't be trying to kill myself. You'll just bring me back to hell. ::scouls::
* HappyLittleMoron sighs* We can call someone to take the guy down there...I wanna take care of your arm...
<Shingami> Ill but my brother
* OikawaNishimaru smirks* my friend.. you have not yet been to hell
<Klork> Damn right I will. Take a gun an' shoot your goddamn arm.
<Shingami> {{ oniichan?}}
<Wing>{{ nani da?}}
<Bitmod> ::smiles wierdly at OikawaNishimaru:: But I wouldn't know that.. would I...
* Klork glances at HLM, then sighs, staring at the floor
<OikawaNishimaru> you think this is hell? you are sadly mistaken
<Shingami> {{ we.. kinda need your help here}}
<Mitch> "Shin, here-" He hands the AK-47 over. "I don't think he's going anywhere."
<HappyLittleMoron> Ok, Shin...C'mon hon...*tries leading him towards the bathroom..*
<Mitch> "Klork, c'mon. I'll fix you up."
<Wing> {[sbifts ocer im comin now}}
<Shingami> {{domo}}
<Bitmod> ::smiles at Klork:: Please do... maybe I'll blead to death... damnd freak...
<Mitch> "...or not?" He glances at Mo, cocking his head to one side.
* Shingami takes the weapon
<Shingami> true
* Klork doesn't go anywhere ... jaw set as he glares at Bit'dude
<Shingami> Wing is on his way home... he will deal with this Bit guy
<Klork> This freak is going to make sure you live in hell while you're here.
<Bitmod> ::glares back and yells:: So, is this guy the sniper?
* HappyLittleMoron sighs a little, then glares at Bit too...
* Klork growls, going over and kicking him in the side
<Mitch> "Klork!"
<Klork> Shut the fuck up before I cut your goddamn tongue out.
<Shingami> Klork knock it off!!
<Bitmod> ::coughs and rolls over from the kick:: Fuck... you....
<OikawaNishimaru> ...quiet!
* Klork growls, taking the rag and shoving it at Bit's face
* Mitch stumbles over something, rights himself, stepping over to Klork and hauling on his other arm. "Dammit, knock it off!"
<Bitmod> First talk... then don't talk.. make up your MRrrmrmrmmfmmrmrm
<HappyLittleMoron> Gah...Klork...! *looks down at Bit, eyes flashing a little*
<Klork> What, you want me to laugh and say "Oh it's fuckin' fine! He only SHOT me, goddamnit!
* ^Monisima^ glares at Bit....
* Klork snaps his arm back, eyes glowing
<Shingami> Oikawa think you can help get him downstairs...
<Bitmod> ::yells:: And you took the first shot. Do unto others bitch...
<Mitch> "No, I want you to be the bigger man and walk away so I can fix your fucking arm before it gets infected."
* Klork shifts, spitting at Bit before heading for the door.
<Klork> Fuck this..
* HappyLittleMoron clenches her jaw and rubs her arms* Yeah, and you're so innocent spying on us...what did ya expect us ta do, hm? We jsut want to know who the hell sent you.
* OikawaNishimaru nods and closes his eyes, levitating him and moving him to the downstairs wherever it is
<Mitch> "KLORK!"
* Klork goes out, slamming it behind him, and heads to his truck
<Bitmod> ::sighs and cringes before getting dizzy again:: But... tell your sniper good job... ::he coughs up a bit more blood from his mouth::
* Shingami follows Kawa
* Klork gets in, locking the door and peeling out of the driveway
<Mitch> "Jesus Christ in a bad porn flick."
<HappyLittleMoron> Gah...! *follows Klork* Hon!! *opens the door and giong after him*
* Mitch runs after Klork, but not in time do something about the peeling-outage
* Klork peels off, down d' street
* OikawaNishimaru heads downstairs* where do you want him?
<Shingami> in the center of the bacement its harder to get to things...
<Mitch> "DAMN it." He sighs, shaking his head... then looks up and down the street. "Let's get inside before we're noticed too."
* Mitch heads back inside, holding the door for Mo
<Bitmod> ::looks around once he's in the basement::
* OikawaNishimaru levitates Bit to the center of the basement
* HappyLittleMoron curses...clenching and unclenching her teeth, claws sliding in and out, nodding a little, and sending a message out to him* {{Honey...please...be careful.....?}}
* HappyLittleMoron heads inn with a nod to Mitch
<Mitch> .oO(Don't you go judging other people's boyfriends until you've had one of your own. Well, girlfriends.)
* Klork doesn't respond .. and in time, is out of the city
* Shingami moves a matressunder bit with her atm meager telekenetic abilities
<Shingami> set him down
* OikawaNishimaru slowly sets him down
* HappyLittleMoron closes her eyes, taking deep breaths to try calming herself...trying to locate him mentally...
* Mitch sighs, rubbing his eyes...
* phone rings*
* Klork is in New Jersey <G>
* OikawaNishimaru beds down to talk to Bit* Take it easy.. just rest....
* Mitch glances around... as no one seems to want to pick up, he does
<Mitch> "Asylum."
<Bitmod> ::spits at OikawaNishimaru:: I'll rest when I'm dead...
<Bill> "Hey, kid. Whassamatta? You never call, you never write..."
* `Wing` basicaly ran home calms down coming into the asylum waving to mitch heading into the bacement knowing thats where his siter is
<Mitch> "Bill?"
<`Wing`> neechan?
* OikawaNishimaru gets spit on, and calmly wipes it off* Please, you don't have to make this hard
<`Wing`> Shin: welcoem back bro...
<Bill> "Too fucking right. Look, the guy left a scanner at his camp. Go get it."
* HappyLittleMoron heads upstairs...grabs a few things and slips on her jacket, talks to Nox briefly, blahblahblah and heads out the front door, soon a Harley can be heard peeling out of the drivway of the Asylum...aaaaaand she's off...
* Mitch absent-mindedly waves to Wing... "Huh?"
* Klork gets a good ways into New Jersey before pulling off the road, getting out and slamming the door shut before walking away from the road to blow off sean
<Bill> "Look, drop by the face of the cineplex down the way, okay? Just go."
<Bitmod> ::just scouls at OikawaNishimaru::
<Mitch> "What the h-" *click*
* `Wing` comes into view of Bit smelling ov coffee still in his starbucks aprin
* Mitch sighs, hanging up the phone
* Mitch shrugs into his jacket - AGAIN - and heads out, tugging the cap over his eyes
* `Wing` and Shin converse in japanese for a bit, basicaly shes informing him what theyve done
* `Wing` shakes his head
* HappyLittleMoron rides...rides...ladeeda...rides more...and for the sake of time...pulls up behind his truck and...DIS-MOUNT! Kinda quietly watching...
<`Wing`> you should be resting neechan
* OikawaNishimaru turns around* Hello
<Shin> so the world tells me
* Klork walks about 100 feet from the road and just starts scream curses ... punchin' trees...etc...
* ^Monisima^ looks down the stairs to the basement...
<Shin> Kawa this is Wing, my brother
<OikawaNishimaru> Its nice to meet you Wing
<`Wing`> Bit Wing.. wing bit.. {{he needs to be healed}}
* HappyLittleMoron leans against the truck, watching with furrowed brows, just waiting quietly, understanding and wanting to do much the same thing, but, y'know...
<`Wing`> {{i know}} Yoroshiku
<Mitch> At the cineplex, he frowns, looks around - then, at a faded shout, looks up, and steps back just in time to catch an earbud... he looks at it, confused.
<OikawaNishimaru> and I don't believe I've cought your name either...
<Shin> Names Shin... so now everyone here knows everyone else
<`Wing`> {{ dont get excited aover this sis}}
* Klork sighs shakily .. after about ten minutes of this he just sinks...glarin' at his bloodied knuckles ... one arm entirely red now
<Shin> {{ hardly wing my abilities are limited really limited}}
* Mitch finally gets the idea and hooks it into his ear...
<Bill> "-in your fucking ear, kid, don't stare at it like it's an infectious disease- okay, about time."
* OikawaNishimaru raises an eyebrow* .oO(That enegry is uncannily similar to the "ghost" I met the other night.... could it be...)
* HappyLittleMoron heads over and kneels by him, a bag flung over her shoulder* <q> Feel better...?
* `Wing` walks over kneeling infront of Bit warm violet eyes looking him over
* OikawaNishimaru shakes his head and turns to the task at hand
* Klork blinkblinks, looking up ..
<Bitmod> ::looks away avoiding the eyes::
<Klork> How'd you... *blinks, then sighs, nodding a little* Not my best, but better .. at least emotionally...*motions to his wounds*
<Bill> *static slowly clears* "Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to bugger off to fifth and church. There's an old hotel with a piece of hardware up top that our mystery guest left behind."
<Klork> <q> I'm gonna need a fuckin' doctor if I keep this up...
* HappyLittleMoron nods and sighs a little* <q> Very true...I got first aid stuff...
* `Wing` reaches out gently making Bit look at him, his touch is warm and gaze calm his healign abilities starting the moment he makes skin contact
<Bitmod> ::scouls:: Just leave me the fuck alone. You won't learn anything. I'll heal on my own ::taking a guess at the thoughts::
* Klork blinks, looking up..
* OikawaNishimaru stands back and watches, leaning against a wall in the shadows
<Klork> You really know me more than I know myself, you realize that..?
<Mitch> "Can you hear me?"
<Bill> "The bud's got a mandible mike. Just subvocalize. Under your breath, stupid. I'll get it loud and clear."
<`Wing`> I do not know what you did but i cannot allow someone to remain injured.
<Mitch> "What the hell am I, your delivery boy?"
<Bitmod> ::scouls and growls almost:: Fuck what you want. Fuck you...
<Bill> "Yer a fucking crybaby is what you are. Like you were doing anything better tonight than beating off to brass transducers. Get going already."
<`Wing`> Your hardly in the position to deliver that promise Bit
* OikawaNishimaru walks over* would you like me to calm him?
<`Wing`> its not nessacery
* Mitch grumbles, but gets going, heading up towards Fifth. "Would you be happier if I got laid?"
* OikawaNishimaru nods
* HappyLittleMoron grins a little lopsidedly as she examines his arm...trying to see if he needs stitches 'n whatnot* I'm your wife, love...part of the job descrip...
<Bill> "Hell, I'm happy as a clam. I just like busting your chops. Stop at the light, there's a cop two blocks down. Let him turn first."
* Klork sighs shakily, watching her, nodding...the wound's probably gonna need a few stitches...
* HappyLittleMoron bites her lip a little, applying the numbing gel she brought along* Gonna need to practice my sewing on ya...
<Klork> Yeah ... God, I just get back .. so much for vacations ..
<Mitch> "-shit. What do you want from me, anyway?"
* HappyLittleMoron smirks a little* Gotta love 'em...
* Klork sighs, sitting with a small nod
<Bill> "I tole you already, kid. LAGER. Not that pansy stuff you call beer. Hit the crosswalk."
<`Wing`> Feeling better?
* Klork chuckles quietly .. * I owe you one...well, more than one..
* HappyLittleMoron kneels by him, working on his arm, carefully, but swiftly..* Nah...you pay me back every day...
* Klork quirks a brow, watching
<Klork> Oh..?
* `Wing` lets bit go
<`Wing`> I asked.. are you feeling better.. *no forcing in his voice jsut askign him liek he were any other person in the asylum*
* HappyLittleMoron nods...bandaging his arm after finishing the stitches and cleaning tthe wound before attending to his hands, looking for fractures and stuff* Uh huh...
* Klork tilts his head to the side, his hands are just brused and scratched
<Bitmod> ::growls:: I feel fine
<Klork> <q> Explain...?
* Mitch sighs, turning onto Church street. "Couldn't you have gotten someone else to do this?"
* HappyLittleMoron gently cleans up the scratches, smiling a little as she works, shrugging a little* <q> I dunno...just...by being there...making me feel loved...giving me a reason to go on...
<`Wing`> any better Bit?
* OikawaNishimaru stands back by Shin, knowing that this is a one man job
<Bill> "Probably. You're looking for the old hotel. Yeah, that one. Just walk in the front door."
* Klork watches. His body is no longer rigid...eyes focused on her..
* `Wing` waits for an answer
* HappyLittleMoron finishes and packs the bag back up, looking up at him, kissing his cheek gently* <q> That means more to me than most anything in the entire world...
* Klork smiles a bit, watching her..
<Klork> Hey .. ah...I can't put it as eloquently but .. ditto...
<Mitch> "This better be important. I'm serious." He edges the door open, stepping inside. "What if something happens while I'm not there?"
* HappyLittleMoron grins lopsidedly at him, eyes soft* Good to hear...
<Bill> "Then you'll miss out on feeling as useless as a McDonald's in India. Eighth floor."
* OikawaNishimaru watches Wing work* .oO(What could he do that I couldn't, like his powers far exceed that of a mortal being..)
* Klork smiles, slowly standing
* HappyLittleMoron stands as well, brushing her jeans off
<Klork> Hey .. we'll put your bike in the back...you wanna drive home? *wraps his good arm around her*
<`Wing`> take my sister upstairs could you OiKawa?
* HappyLittleMoron nods* Sure, love...*slips an arm around his middle*
* OikawaNishimaru nods* as you wish
<Shin> but..
<`Wing`> Yamero... go..
<Shin> *sighs* man you suck
* OikawaNishimaru smirks
* Klork rifles through his pockets, handing her the keys
<`Wing`> lets go Kawa..
<Klork> ..'ere...I'll get the bike into the back..
<HappyLittleMoron> Alright...*kisses his cheek as she accepts the keys...unlocking the doors and hhauling herself up intto the cab*
<Bitmod> ::rolls over pushing his head into the matress trying to block all sound from around him.. maybe he can get some sleep::
* OikawaNishimaru nods and heads upstairs
* `Wing` puts a hand on the back of Bit's head, jsut making his body think it needs more sleep. a deep peaceful rest
* Klork goes over to the bike, lifting it into the back of the truck, using the ropes he has there (seeing his chains are elsewhere) to tie it down before closing the bed of the truck, hopping into the passenger's seat
<Bitmod> ::rolls over brushing off his hand::: I can do this on my own ::Scouls:: I don't need any freak's help...
* HappyLittleMoron looks over* All set..?
<`Wing`> your to high strung... i am not tanatious as my sister.. but if you od nto wish it... wakkata..
* Klork nods, buckling in
<Bitmod> ::scouls:: yeah.. wakkata whatever.. go... AWAY
* `Wing` moves off the mat and sits agsint the wall takign the aprin off and meditating basicaly
* HappyLittleMoron starts up the truck and heads back to NY
* Klork pulls his shirt off, wiping up the blood he left here n' there...the shirt being no better than a rag now
* yeah shin kinda fipped to the first floor directly infront of them bacement door*
* Mitch finally makes it up to the top floor
<HappyLittleMoron> Hmm...gonna have to take you shopping for cloths...
<Bill> "Smile, kid, my crosshair's on your forehead. By the window."
* OikawaNishimaru looks to Shin* I'm going to be on the roof meditating if you need me.
<Klork> Eh...shopping..? *looks scared before winking*
* HappyLittleMoron laughs as she drives* Heeey...it's not THAT bad...just have to be careful where we go...
* OikawaNishimaru heads to the roof and starts meditating up there
* Klork pouts
<Klork> But ...s hopping?
<HappyLittleMoron> Hehe...unless you want to wear my maternity shirts, yeah, shopping <G>
* Klork sighs...sinking and pulling his sweatshirt from the back
<Mitch> "What do I do about this... climbing cord thing?"
<Klork> Finnee..
<Bill> "Leave it, it's standard gear. Get the antenna and the goggles."
<Bitmod> ::rolls over facing wing:: Go away, I can't sleep with your infernal breathing...
* HappyLittleMoron smirks, slowing and eventually stopping as they hit a traffic jam seemingly out of no where...
* `Wing` opens an eye
<`Wing`> gomen ne... you cant be left alone though
* Klork blinks ..
<Klork> Geeze ..
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: There's only one door, and I'm chained up.. what am I going to do?
* `Wing` glares at the chains, they give way risign up and coiling in a corner
* Mitch holds it up, providing a better view.
<`Wing`> its more comfertable without them
<HappyLittleMoron> Sheesh...I coulda sworn this wasn't here when I came down here...
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: If you'd like to take them off. I don't care. I just want to be alone ::coughs::
<Bill> "Shit, that's pussy tech. You can buy that crap at Radio Shack. Forget it. Or bring it. Whatever."
* Klork rubs at his temples..
<Klork> Maybe the next exit we could get off n' just go in t' get that shoppin' stuff over with? Who knows, traffic might die down by the time we're done..
* `Wing` sighs goign back to meditating, soon you cant hear anythign from him but you know hes there eyes closed
* HappyLittleMoron nods...* Works for me...*changes lanes, etc once she can...getting off at the next exit, 'course it takes a while 'n stuff*
* ^Monisima^ sneaks down a couple steps into the basement...
<Bitmod> ::rolls over and pretends to fall asleep::
* Klork watches, rubbing idly at his knuckles
<`Wing`> {{ oniichan leave him alone...}}...{{ fine}}
* `Wing` fades out of vies appearing abck in his room and heading for the shwoer
<Mitch> "Christ, man! I DO have work to do!"
* ^Monisima^ sneaks down the rest of the way...
<Bitmod> ::looks back noticing Wing is gone:: Finally... now.. what can I do... I'm tied up pretty well... arg... my chest hurts..
<Bitmod> ::he begins to wiggle trying to losten the chains or move them off of him::
* Klork points to a small mall
<Klork> That work..?
<Bill> "Yeah, yeah, you can jack off over your oscilloscopes later. Get back to base or find something useful to do."
* ^Monisima^ *Bit can feel the room getting hotter*
<Bitmod> ::begins to sweat a bit:: What the...
* HappyLittleMoron turns into the mall and nods, pulling out her sunglasses once she parks, and adjusting her wings so they don't stand out that much under her long coat* Heh heh...if anyone asks...I have an extreme sensitivity to light <G>
* OikawaNishimaru stands up, not being able to concentrate and walks around the roof
* Klork nods, hopping out and wrapping an arm around her
* OikawaNishimaru extends his lightsaber and starts practicing on the roof
<Klork> A'righty ..
<Bitmod> ::looks around for the source of the heat hoping he can melt the chains::
* ^Monisima^ walks a little closer...closer she gets to him, the hotter it gets
* HappyLittleMoron gets out too of course, pocketing the keys and walking with him..
<Bitmod> ::he begins to feel as if a flame is about to engulf him:: Erg.. getting a bit warm... ::he trys to move back::
* Shingami sighs rolling into the living room
* Klork heads in..sighing at the clammer of women...shopping..shudders
* HappyLittleMoron wrinnkles her nose, going with him* {{We'll make it as fast as possible...not one of my favorite spots either...}}
* ^Monisima^ walks up quietly behind Bit
<Bitmod> ::begins to burn as if he's being cooked:: What is this...
* Klork nods..
<Klork> <q> Thanks..
* Mitch heads back, grumbling under his breath.
<Shingami> *q to self* and i wanted to talk to that guy...he looked like he knew me <meaning kawa>
<Bill> "Ya know, kid, I CAN hear you. At least you got some fresh air."
* ^Monisima^ 's hair blows in the air a bit from the heat...
<Bill> *beat passes* "Okay, ya got some New York air. Still better than being cooped up inside."
<Bitmod> ::begins to cringe because he feels as if he's beign burnt alive::
<Bitmod> ::he really doesn't want to yell hoping he will just burn up::
* OikawaNishimaru heads downstairs, remembering there was a workout room down there << ;) >>
* Klork eyes the clothing racks, looking around
* OikawaNishimaru retracts his lightsaber and hooks it on his belt
* Shingami roll sinto the trainign room picking up her practice scythe just holding it
* ^Monisima^ kneels down behind him...putting a finger to his neck
* HappyLittleMoron goes with him, lookin' 'n stuff
<Bitmod> ::jumps slightly as the finger touches him.. he gets burnt?::
* OikawaNishimaru walks into the workout/training room and unhooks his lightsaber, extending it he starts practicing
* Klork plucks some random shirts
<Klork> Eh, done.
<Bitmod> ::he cringes and lets out some small noises of pain:: erk... arrrggeerrraaaaaaa
<OikawaNishimaru> oh Hello, I didn't know the room was in use....
<Mitch> "So what do you want me to do with this stuff?"
<OikawaNishimaru> I'm sorry....
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles* Kewlkewl...
<Shingami> *wry chuckle* like im realy goign to be abel to practice...
<Shingami> go ahead
* Klork pauses, grabs another shirt
<Klork> Ok.now I'm done.
<Bitmod> ::the skin on his neck begins to char and sizzle:: yerrregaag ::he lets out a yell:: YEAAAARRRRGGGG!
* ^Monisima^ watches him...takes her finger away
<Bill> "Ahh, keep it. It's useless to me. I'll show ya how to pick up private freqs with it sometime. They don't put THAT in the textbooks."
* HappyLittleMoron laughs softly and heads over to the counter with him..
<Bitmod> ::pants and rolls over looking at the figure behind him::
* OikawaNishimaru smiles* Ok, thank you
<Shingami> your not from around here... are you?
* Klork goes with
* OikawaNishimaru starts doing katas with his lightsaber* No, I'm not
* ^Monisima^ 's eyes's are bright red..
<Shingami> not many cary light sabors.. ro beam sabors what have you..
<Bitmod> ::the heat is unberable.. sweat is pouring from his head he actually cowers in fear for the first time at the red eyes peering at him::
<HappyLittleMoron> You sure you don't need anything else, love?
<Bitmod> ::gasps:: What...now...
* Klork nods..then sighs..
<Mitch> "What about the earbud?"
<Klork> Socks..
* ^Monisima^ stops the heat...her eyes dulling a bit..but still red
<Bill> "Keep that too. If ya ever need me, put it in and tap once. Tap twice to deactivate. Don't run it down, batteries are a BITCH to replace."
<Bitmod> ::pants and skoots backwards:: Who...what..are you?
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly...heading for the...uh...sockk/undy/whatever (You can tell I don't shop much <G>) section..
* ^Monisima^ just at him...
<Mitch> "Why the hell would I need that?"
* OikawaNishimaru nods* Yes, I built this myself
* Klork plucks a bulk package of socks
<Shingami> its an impressive weapon
<Klork> Ok, now I'm done.
<Bitmod> ::stares at the eyes:: What do you want?
<OikawaNishimaru> would you like to see it?
<HappyLittleMoron> Oooookie...y'sure?
<Shingami> believe it or not... theres a series of movies and books that involve Jedi and the Sith
<Bill> "Cause you're a wanker. Just take the fucking thing, willya? Don't look a gift horse up the ass."
* ^Monisima^ stays quiet
* OikawaNishimaru stops* ......what?
<OikawaNishimaru> How....how does this planet know? it is in total isolation from the whole universe....
<Bill> "And for cryin' out loud, LAGER! How many times do I have to tell you! GIVE ME BOOZE!"
<Mitch> "...you have problems."
<Bill> "That's what my ex-wife said. Now she's got problems 'cause the split went her way and she got the fixer-upper. Thanks for the help, kid. Go away."
<Bitmod> ::skoots closer to the eyes to get a better view thinking "what the hell":: What do you WANT?! ::he yells at them::
<OikawaNishimaru> I must check these books out....
<OikawaNishimaru> and movies... to see if they are accurate
* Klork goes over to pay..just so he can get outta there..coughing due to the evil perfume section
<Klork> <q> Air...must have air...
* ^Monisima^ puts her hand to his cheek...very hot...narrows her eyes
<Bitmod> ::he scouls and squits at the pain on the side of his face::
* HappyLittleMoron smirks a little...leading the way to the exit once he's done..
* Mitch taps the earbud twice and yanks it out, shoving it into his jacket pocket and shaking his head as he enters the Asylum
* ^Monisima^ takes her hand away
* Klork follows...
<Klork> Efh...hate shopping..
<Bitmod> ::pants and talks:: Geese.. sorry what do you want ::he speeks gasping for air exausted and figureing he's out of options::
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: You going to try to kill me too? And here I thought taking pictures was an easy job... ::shakes his head::
<^Monisima^> <q>...why...
<Bitmod> ::looks up surprised:: Why what?
<^Monisima^> <q>...pictures...
* Mitch just grabs the textbook and heads upstairs before something ELSE can happen
<Bitmod> ::smiles wierdly:: Becaus I was asked too.. it's what I do.. I take pictures.. I get evidence. I'm a spy for gosh sakes.. ::Scouls slightly::
<^Monisima^> <q> why
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: Why WHAT?!
* ^Monisima^ 's eyes brighten....
* OikawaNishimaru looks at Shin* so may I ask why you are in that wheel chair?
* Mitch shrugs off the jacket... he fingers the earbud from the jacket pocket and stares at it for a long moment before tossing it onto the dresser, extending another hand towards the window and giving an unseen Bill the middle finger
<^Monisima^> <q>...for who?
<Mitch> .oO(Some people might ask me why I just did his bidding. Some people haven't considered what happens if you piss off a man with a rifle.)
<Bitmod> ::studders for asecond and says to himself:: I can't believe I'm doing this ::louder:: it's what I -do- it's my job. iw as hired to find some guy named V something... I'm supposed to get proof he's alive. That's all I know.. and that the guy who wants him is willing to pay a LOT for it...
<Bitmod> ::laughs:: Like my employers EVER tell me who they are...
* HappyLittleMoron leads the way to the truck, light wind picking up in the night
<Bitmod> All I know is I'm dead i here.. and I'm dead out there. besides, not like you guys are going to let me go ::motions to the chains:: And I can't get out. ::coughs and cringes::
* Klork shivers, carrying his load o' stuff
<^Monisima^> ...V..?
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: yeah V.. That's all he said.. find him.. I'd get 200 grand. Then I wouldn't have to work for quite a while. I was hoping to take a vacation. Guess that's out. :\
<HappyLittleMoron> Man...late winter...*unlocks the truck 'n stuff*
<Klork> Yeah..damn cold one too..*hops in*
* ^Monisima^ sits down on the floor...
<Bitmod> ::scouls:: if it wern't for that damnd sniper I would be almost done by now... EARG!! DAMNDIT.. Why did I have to be so greedy.. ::sighs and lets gravity overtake him as he falls to the floor sighing::
* Mitch settles into his bed, picking up the textbook and opening it up again
* OikawaNishimaru looks at Shin* so may I ask why you are in that wheel chair?
<Shingami> I got the living hell beat out of me
<OikawaNishimaru> really... I'm sorry to hear that
* ^Monisima^ blinks at him...
* Klork hops into the truck, fiddlin' with the heat controls
<Klork> So you think the traffic jam has stopped..?
<Shingami> i got back from the hospital two days ago... i think
<HappyLittleMoron> I hope so...*hopped in too...starting up, etcetc*
* OikawaNishimaru nods* two days....
* Mitch , from time to time, touches the AK-47, leaning against the dresser and fully loaded...
<Bitmod> ::sighs at ^Monisima^:: So, what is it you want.. to punish me for hurting your friend? Or what.. why are you here?
<^Monisima^> ..insulting me...*her eyes show anger and hurt...*
* Klork leans back, pulling on a new shirt after removing the tags
<Klork> Hmm, better .. not so bloody
<Bitmod> ::laughs:: I wasn't even talking to you. I don't even know you. Just that damnd Krolk guy...
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles and nods* I can imagine...*pulls out into traffic, which has lightened up...*
<Klork> Oh good..
<^Monisima^> You made a generalization about us..
<Bitmod> ::smiles:: Well, maybe I did. Wich one was that?
* ^Monisima^ winces a bit...only getting her angrier..
* HappyLittleMoron drives...turns out there was annnn accident...on the other side of the highway...as usual
<Bitmod> ::sighs realizing he might be making a BIIIG mistake:: Listen, I'm sorry if I've upset you. Really, I just wanted to finish my job.. unfortunatly I was shot at. And some people thought it would be great to try and capture me... it ends up they were much better then I was. ::sighs:: I admit defeat.
* Klork shakes his head
<Klork> Some people..
<HappyLittleMoron> Gotta love it...
<Klork> Yea..rubberneckers..
* OikawaNishimaru looks to Shin* I must be going...
<Shingami> why?
<Bitmod> ::looks at ^Monisima^:: So, did you just come down here to tell me I screwed up another time? or just to burn me to death?
* OikawaNishimaru starts to head out of the workout room
<OikawaNishimaru> .....business
<Shingami> what kind of buisness?
<OikawaNishimaru> its Marcus..
<^Monisima^> not to death..since you seem to want it...
<Bitmod> ::smiles:: So you like to torture your pray...
<Shingami> oh... well im not goin anywhere really...
<Shingami> is something wrong with him?
* HappyLittleMoron smirks as she drives, nodding..
* AriaStormsinger blinks and mumbles something in her sleep at the flux, rolls over.
<^Monisima^> I found somewhere I can stay...I'd rather not get kicked out
<OikawaNishimaru> yeah, he has a mental illness
<Shingami> if you ever need a hand.. ro want it... im aorund..
* Klork watches...
<Bitmod> Well, then what? I don't want to stay here either. I've got a job to do, I'm going to do it or die. Somehow... ::laughs slightly:: Ya think they'll kick you out for killing me? Peh.. I'm just scum... right? Just a common Spy. It's all I am. I used to think... a rather good spy...
<^Monisima^> They want you alive
* OikawaNishimaru nods* I can keep it under control telepathically, but sometimes I have to be physically there to calm it.. you see he suffers from Multiple Personalities, 6 of them...
<Bitmod> ::winces since the chains have started cutting into his skin:: They don't want me. They want what I know.. and I don't know anything else. I don't care what they want.. I'll get what I want.. sooner or later.
<Shingami> disascoitave personality disorder.. i'd liek ta meet the guy sometime
<OikawaNishimaru> 2 of them are psychotic killers and they like to try to take over.
* ^Monisima^ shrugs
<OikawaNishimaru> they are all magic users so that makes it terribly tough
* HappyLittleMoron pulls into NYC, heading for the Asylum
<Shingami> still like to meet him when he isnt crazy
<Bitmod> ::sighs:: Do you know any V guys.. I'd like to meet this man who's worth 215 grand... ::trys sucking in his breath to losten the chains and wiggle them off::
* OikawaNishimaru nods* I can arrage that, but I need to get to him now...