Session Start: Sat Apr 20 12:47:12 2002
* HappyLittleMoron swoops back onto the roof, having taken Brenna for a flight after visiting the twins in the hospital
* Anora heads up the walk slowly, bag slung over her shoulder..
* HappyLittleMoron steps into the Asylum after withdrawing her wings
* Klork is still at work..yes..stilll at work <G>
* Mitch is probably on his way back from work, on the subway to the hospital, rubbing his arms with a disquieted expression
* HappyLittleMoron kisses Brenna's brow and puts her to bed for the night..
* HappyLittleMoron heads downstairs..
* Anora pushes into the front door..blinks and waves a bit
<Anora> Hey..
* HappyLittleMoron waffles* Heyhey...*pauses and blinks a little* ...can I help you?
<Anora> Hm ... nah ... just in a good mood ..*drapes her bag over the back of the couch..sauntering to the kitchen*
* HappyLittleMoron grins* Keeeewl...uhm...*runs a hand through her hair, kinda following* Sorry fer askin' but...who are you?
<Anora> Ah...um, Anora ... Syan's sister..you are..? *holds a hand out*
<HappyLittleMoron> Ahh *shakes her hand* HLM...one o' th' owners of tthe place...nice ta meetcha...
<Anora> Ahh, Syan said I should talk to you about getting a room .. I should do that, huh?
* HappyLittleMoron smirks and nods* Yeah...c'mon...*leads over to the desk...explaining to her the rules, etc*
* Anora follows..
<Anora> Hm .. they make decent sense... so 150 a month?
<HappyLittleMoron> Yep...*gets out the book, a pen and a key* Perty much...
* Anora signs her john hancock..
<HappyLittleMoron> Kewlness...*hands over the key* Number on the key matches the one on the door
* Anora nods
<Anora> Just started work today .. so I should definitely be able to afford this.*smirks* THanks..
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles softly* Nadda problem...
<HappyLittleMoron> So yer another Californian..
* Anora leans back, rubbing her lower back before giving a wry smile
<Anora> Yea .. but I think I like it out here better ... always been a fan of the city ..
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles and nods* Yeah, it has its good points...
* Anora nods
<Anora> All of em' in my opinion *smirks*
* HappyLittleMoron smirks and nods* That's cool...*streatches a little, flicking her sunglasses off and manafesting them away* Who've ya met here so far?
<Anora> Hm .. Nox, Revelyn .. Mitch I think is his name .. Elyce .. I think that's it..
* HappyLittleMoron blinks and nods...then ahs, finally drudging up who Elyce is from what Rev told her* Okies...well...you'll be meeting a lot more...
* Anora nods
<Anora> So I've been told..*Smirks, stretching*
* HappyLittleMoron noddles going about fixing...uhm...nah...she just nukes left overs...not creative enough to come up with anything else
* Anora sits at a chair at the table, leaning back
<Anora> So what do you guys do around here?
<HappyLittleMoron> Uhh...work...fight random baddies...recover frooom said fights...*smirks and runs a hand through her hair* Soon changing diapers and all that...
* Anora chuckles
<Anora> SOmething in the water got everybody pregnant or is it just you..? *smirks*
<HappyLittleMoron> Something in the water, I'd say *grins lopsidedly*
* Diana sits in her hospital room...more staring at the page of the book she holds than reading it*
* Mitch is... uh... getting there...
* Anora sniggers ..
* HappyLittleMoron offers Anora some food
* Anora ohhs
<Anora> Sounds great to me..
* HappyLittleMoron nodsnods and hands it over, going to nuke more <G>
* Anora munches happily ..
* TurtleNinja comes downstairs, yawning and stretching and looking a bit rounder than usual as she heads to the kitchen.
* Anora 's brows arch as she waves, mouth full of food
* TurtleNinja smiles.
<TurtleNinja> Hello.
<HappyLittleMoron> Heyo
* Mitch finally gets off the subway train (read: stops dicking around with film credits), slipping into the hospital
* HappyLittleMoron 's quite notably un-pregnant
<TurtleNinja> Oh! You had the little ones, HLM! Congrats! :)
<HappyLittleMoron> Thanks *grins lopsidedly*
<TurtleNinja> How are they and you doing?
<HappyLittleMoron> I'm ok...they're still in their incubators...
* TurtleNinja nods.
<TurtleNinja> What are their names? :)
* Mitch heads up to Site B, etc., etc., knocks on the door
* Diana looks up* Hai?
<HappyLittleMoron> Takeo and Torrence
<Mitch> "Mitch..." *slips in* "Konbonwa..."
<TurtleNinja> Kawaii...two boys! :)
* Diana blinks and nods, chuckling softly* Hai...I know who you are...Konbonnwa...
* Mitch lip-twitches. "What, out in the hall?"
* Anora watches...rubbing her back a bit..
* Diana smirks* The door is open...
<TurtleNinja> So how has everyone been?
* HappyLittleMoron smirks...* Been better, been worse...
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He rubs his neck, still a little rattled from recent events, and hooks a chair over. "Daijoubu?"
<TurtleNinja> Oh?
<Diana> Alright...*shrugs a little* You?
* Anora leans back, watching ..
<HappyLittleMoron> Yeah...y' missed a lot
<Mitch> "Hanging in there..." He hesitates. "Did... last night... did it, y'know, happen? What do you remember?"
<TurtleNinja> Geeze...kinda wish I hadn't been sick...Charon's been helping Red take care of me...what's all happened?
<HappyLittleMoron> ...heh...
* Diana nods...* I remember...the smoke snakes...being in that...fish bowl...the forest...with you...
* Anora stands, deciding to explore the workoutroom...stepping over Angy as she picks up a few of the katana....experimenting with them*
<HappyLittleMoron> Well...half the Asylum got kidnapped, sold as slaves...Angora attacked...people have been in and out of te hospital...
* Mitch exhales slowly. "I wasn't sure... it was all so... I dunno. I was starting to think I'd had a bad cut."
* TurtleNinja blinkblinks....
<TurtleNinja> Damn....is everyone ok?!
<HappyLittleMoron> ...uuuh...not really...Diana doesn't have her memory...Evy's still in the hospital too...
* Diana smiles a bit and nods* Hai...it's strange...
<HappyLittleMoron> OH! And Diana's son is living here now...
* `Ryu , on command, heads down the stairs ... limping a bit in favor of her left leg..
<TurtleNinja> Oh man...hope they'll get better soon....
<TurtleNinja> And Diana has a son?
* HappyLittleMoron looks up and wavels to Ryu* And here comes his girlfriend...*grins lopsidedly and wavels*
<HappyLittleMoron> Yep...long story
* `Ryu waves, blinking .. half gimping...
<TurtleNinja> Geeze...*looks over* Hello. *smiles*
<`Ryu> Ye' talkin' of me..?? *pauses to hold a hand out to TN* Ah, please't meet ye'..
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He shakes his head, touching one arm. "I can still... Christ. Anything coming back to you?"
* TurtleNinja smiles and shakes it, giving a bow.
<TurtleNinja> Pleased to meet you as well. My name's TurtleNinja...everyone just calls me TN.
* `Ryu nods
<`Ryu> Ryu '.. eh, d'nae be confused ..japanese name ...tho ah'm full Irish.
<TurtleNinja> Nice. *smiles* Irish, eh?
<`Ryu> Aye .. a bit'..
* `Ryu smirks
<`Ryu> TH' accent does nae givit' away ..
<TurtleNinja> Hee! Welcome then!
* TurtleNinja chuckles.
<TurtleNinja> True, true.
* Diana cringes in sympathy* Not much...iie...but some...I know what I am...just...not how I came to be like this...*pauses, and looks up at him* Domo for your help...
* `Ryu stretches her leg a little bit ..
* Rev steps in the Asylum from work*
<`Ryu> Ah'm goin' te' get somthin' t' et .. *smirks, heading to the kitchen*
<TurtleNinja> All right. *smiles and looks back to HLM* I see we have some new residents as well. Who was the young lady you were talking to when I came down?
* Rev blinks, closing the door softly behind him, looking a great deal like Diana*
<Mitch> "Nandemo dai... what are tomodachis for, ne?" His eyes shift a little, trying that out. "...tomodachi? Tomodachis?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Ahh...Syan's sister, Anora...
* Diana nods* hai...tomodachi..*smiles*
* `Ryu gimps around the kitchen .. making herself some soup ..
<TurtleNinja> I see. *smiles* I really have missed a lot. *shakes head a little and then smiles* But...I hope now that I feel better, I can help out more. I feel bad I missed so much.
* HappyLittleMoron nods..
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He grins a little self-consciously. "Did you, y'know, get your ninja spaghetti skills back?"
* Rev blinks a little at TN, bowing slightly to her cortiously before heading into the kitchen as well*
* Diana blinks a little and smirks* Perhaps...demo I think only actually cooking will tell that...
* `Ryu waves a little, stirring the camples
<`Ryu> 'lo luv .. *is kinda on one foot*
* TurtleNinja looks up and bows.
<TurtleNinja> Hello.
<Rev> Hello...*nods back to TN before looking to Ryu* Ahh...do you want me to try helping?
* `Ryu smirks
<`Ryu> Ah kin' do et..thank ye tho..*stirs...one-footedly*
<Mitch> *full grin, but fades* "Think there's anything else in the astral?"
* Rev nods and kisses her cheek* Aye, m'love...
<`Ryu> Y'wan' any?
* Diana furrows her brow, dropping her gaze back to the book, tracing her finger along the edge of it** Wakarimasen...I didn't feel any more pulls...
* Rev grins* Aye...growing boy..
* TurtleNinja looks back to HLM
* `Ryu chuckles..
<TurtleNinja> You said Diana lost her memory...what happened to her?
<`Ryu> Aye...*winks, pouring two bowls* Enjoy then, aye?
<Mitch> "Gomen nasai." He looks down, forearms crossed across the back of the chair. .oO(They've gotta be somewhere.) .oO(They might not be.) .oO(Urusai, motherfucker. When I want your opinion I'll find a mirror.)
* Rev smiles* Thank you, m'love...*Accepts his bowl and leads over to the table, pulling her chair out for her*
* `Ryu gimps over and sits, sipping at her soup after thanking him ..
* Rev nods, sitting by her, sipping his soup*
<HappyLittleMoron> Well..
<HappyLittleMoron> Angora attacked...physically and psychicly...Diana got badly hurt...
<Mitch> "...you've got something back. And Diana never really left. So, y'know..." He shrugs a little, looking up.
<TurtleNinja> Erf!
* `Ryu eats...
* Rev does too*
* Diana nods* Hai...*glances up and grins a bit* Domo...again...*shifts a little*
<Mitch> He shakes his head. "Nandammit dai, Diana... really... you gave me eyes. This was the least I could do."
<TurtleNinja> And she doesn't really remember anyone then?
<HappyLittleMoron> Nope...
* Diana chuckles softly and nods* Alright..
<TurtleNinja> I see. I sure hope she gets better, though.
<TurtleNinja> What's happened to Angora then?
<HappyLittleMoron> She's still around...somewhere...*shrugs a lil'*
* TurtleNinja nods.
<TurtleNinja> And still evil I take it?
<Mitch> "How're you feeling?" He straightens up a little, stretching and bringing his elbows back.
<Diana> Alright...still sort of...drugged...sore...you?
<HappyLittleMoron> Well...she's not evil...she was possessed...
<Mitch> He snickers, dropping back. "About the same, actually." Shakes his head, looking down. "Damn near flashed the arms half a dozen times... keep feeling like, y'know, I should be catching the air with these..."
<TurtleNinja> *blink* Possessed? Sheesh...by what?
<HappyLittleMoron> Dunno...some...nasty...energy woman...*shrugs a little*
* Diana chuckles softly* Hai...I'd imagine you miss the wings...
<TurtleNinja> Geeze...is it gone then?
<HappyLittleMoron> I dunno...for now...but...
<Mitch> Sober, unsettled. "I don't know. I've never felt... it was like my arms just... I dunno, Diana. I don't understand it at all."
* Diana nods a little* Well...it's...all from your mind...my body feels as if it doesn't fit quite right either...*rubs one of her arms* I feel every scar...it's strange...
* Mitch glances over at the door, a little nervously, but rises and pulls the chair around, sitting with one leg under him... he unbuttons the jacket fully, and his shoulders roll slightly as the lower arms unfold, one hand touching where the other got damn near half-severed. "Yeah. But there's no scarring. I mean, I can barely see the leg, and there's nothing at all where I got shot, but I can still FEEL it..."
* Diana nods* Hai...that's because...it did happen...I can still feel where the weapons...*trails off and shudders, shaking her head a little* On the higher levels your body would have been...hurt...*blinks a little, not sure how she knows that*
<Mitch> "The astral can hurt you in the real?"
* TurtleNinja sighs a little and stretches.
<TurtleNinja> So what else have I missed besides all the babies and Angora getting possessed and Diana losing her memories?
<HappyLittleMoron> Uhm...like I said...Diana's son coming frooom Underhill...Teirnan was killed...uhh...the whole kidnapping/slavery thing...
* Diana nods* Hai...the higher levels anyway...
<TurtleNinja> Did everyone make it out of that ok?
* HappyLittleMoron nods* More or less, yeah...short of cuts, bruises and a feew cases of the flu...
<Mitch> "Shimatta." He mulls that for a moment. "Note to self - stay low. However you do."
<TurtleNinja> Hope that flu didn't spread from me...been sick with it for a month or so.
<HappyLittleMoron> Nah...Iris got it when she and Syan were escaping...now Syan and Nox have it...
* Diana chuckles softly and nods* Hai..probably a good idea...
<Mitch> A little curiously. "You get anything back that'll help you heal?"
<TurtleNinja> Ok. Heh. Been trying to keep to my room so it doesn't spread, especially with all the pregnant ladies around. Guess it was going to go around no matter what then. :P
* Diana smirks a liittle and shakse her head* Nothing I'd want to do...iie...
* HappyLittleMoron nods...
* Mitch looks at her a little askance, but shrugs. "Want anything to help you heal? Books, music... paper? Something to draw with?"
<Diana> Well...perhaps drawing can help...I can't feel my hand demo...*pauses and smirks* Do you know how that came to be...? It's been driving me nuts...
<TurtleNinja> Anything else new going on?
<Mitch> "Oh, shit. Yeah. Gomen." He rubs his neck, letting his breath out slowly. "It had a run of bad luck."
* Diana furrows her brow, massaging it with her left hand* ...how so?
<HappyLittleMoron> Not really...nah...
<Mitch> "You strained it at work... used to be, y'know, a tattoo artist... you did up Klork. Then... I guess you got attacked on the street, and it got wounded... had surgery, but then another fight broke it... got it set, and then that Tiernan fuck crushed it..."
* TurtleNinja nods.
<TurtleNinja> How's work going?
<Mitch> "The hand itself is okay... but apparently the, the sensory nerve's shot. Gomen nasai."
<HappyLittleMoron> Dunno...haven't been back yet...spending my time split between cleaning this place up more, taking care of Brenna and spending time at the hospital with the twins...
* Diana cringes and smirks weakly* Domo...sounds like it was painful...
* TurtleNinja nods.
<TurtleNinja> I see....what needs to be cleaned around here?
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He shrugs a little, looking down. "...some memories I'm glad you don't have. I know I shouldn't say that, but..."
<HappyLittleMoron> Been working on the pool fer one...and...somehow Diana's room got...redecorated with her underwear...*shakes her head bewiilderdly*
* Diana smiles a little and nods* Domo...hai...
<Mitch> *glances up sheepishly* "So drawing stuff?"
* Diana nods, smirking a lil'* Hai...I...think that would help...
* TurtleNinja blinkblinks.
<TurtleNinja> Redecorated with underwear? Sounds like the work of Happosai. :P
* HappyLittleMoron snickers and shrugs
<TurtleNinja> S'pose the pool's a bit out of order for me...heh...Diana's room then?
<HappyLittleMoron> ...uh...I guess...sure...
<Mitch> "Okay. Uh. You mind if I go in your room back at the Asylum? I dunno what the hell you draw with, but whatever you keep there's gotta be a good place to start."
* Diana chuckles and shakes her head* Iie...I don't mind...a good idea...
<Mitch> "Okay, domo. I'll bring whatever I find over next time I come by."
<TurtleNinja> Unless you think it's a bad idea.
* Diana smiles* Domo...
<HappyLittleMoron> I dunno...I mean...I know she doesn't remember me but...I dunno...I think it'd be better if I did it...*smirks a little, shaking her head*
* Mitch half-smiles back, pulling himself up - casting a very natural glance at the flowers, barely perceptible, to see if they need replacing yet. "I'm gonna check on the others here... I'll catch you later, ne?"
<TurtleNinja> All right. Hehehe.
<TurtleNinja> What needs done with the pool then?
* Diana nods, smiling a bit* Hai...be safe...
<HappyLittleMoron> Glass needs to be cleaned from the bottom...*grumbles* Someone ELSE fell into the damn thing...
* TurtleNinja blinkblinks.
<TurtleNinja> What the heck is it with peeps falling into the pool....*shakes head* Nevermind.
<Mitch> "Hai..." Muttered. "...for once..."
<TurtleNinja> I s'pose I can do that all right. Got a broom? :P
<HappyLittleMoron> Nooo clue...I guess...uh...there's water in it, too...*smirks*
* Diana smirks a little and nods...*
* TurtleNinja chuckles.
<TurtleNinja> Well, if there's water...then I suppose I should drain it first, or try to....
* Mitch tucks himself into his jacket and slips out, hands settling into pockets.
* HappyLittleMoron nods...tells her where the switch or whatever is...
<TurtleNinja> Thanks. *smiles* Take care, ok? I'll get right to cleaning that pool.
* Mitch heads up to Site Aria... she's, uh... asleep...
<HappyLittleMoron> Ok...*grins* Take it easy 'n stuff...
* Mitch DOES in fact head up towards Site Mo next, after duly, er, sending get-well waves in Aria's general direction
* Mo, however, isn't there when he slips in...
* TurtleNinja nods.
<TurtleNinja> Thanks.
* Mondo_Gecko is out in a bar...trying to hide from the stange guy that's been following him all day...
* Mitch gets to the babies, in case any Takeo/Mitch interaction is going to happen }:D
* Takeo's freshly awake, kinda looking around, kinda sucking on his fist*
<Mitch> .oO(Guess she went back to the Asylum...) About to head on out, he hesitates, then approaches the incubators, looking in on 'em.
* Mondo_Gecko keeps a casual eye on the veluptous fox girl on stage..a long ponytail with masses of carmel colored curls down her back, sliding up against the pole to Foxy Lady by Jimi
* Mondo_Gecko grins as her tail brushes his cheek intentionally
* Takeo looks back up at Mitch...not focusing obviously, just in his general direction, sucking away at his fist, expression saying "Yeah? Whatcha lookin' at?"*
<Mitch> Muttered. "Guess I should be babbling at you in an annoyingly high-pitched voice or something..."
<Mondo_Gecko> *w* Well hello there
* Takeo tilts his head, almost seeming to smirk up at him*
* Mitch snags the chart and pages through it - the bits he understand are well and good, and he lets it drop. "...something. Tell ya what, kids. These are the rules. Keep your fights outside. Pay your rent on time. Clean up after yourself." His lip twitches. "And try not to get possessed by anything evil."
* Ninjara giggles and slides down the pole, keeping an eye on the guy who just walked through..knowing by teh look of him who he is..*
<Ninjara> .oO( traders!)
<Ninjara> .oO(they're after the lizard)
* TurtleNinja drains the pool and sweeps away, being careful to not step on the glass shards.
* `KuroiTenshi wakes up, opening her eyes slowly. she wonders for a moment where she is, and then she remembers, seeing zac's peacful face beside her. still unconscious, still in the hospital
* Takeo seems to grin up at him, almost seeming to laugh at him, icey eyes suprisingly aware for an infant*
* `KuroiTenshi listens to the conversation outside the door, a nurse and a doctor a doctor whispering, though not softly enough she cant here bits and pieces
<nurse> we found her here last night... couldn't wak her up...
<doc> you didn't try to move her?
<nurse> we know she's friends with the patient, and she wasen't causeing any harm, and truthfully, she doesn't really look like she has anywhere else to go...
<doc> she looks harmless enough... leave her alone, and i'll bring it up in the next meeting. well figure out what to do with her then
<Mitch> "Remember the bit about 'clean up after yourselves'. Your mother'll thank you for it." He half-smiles, pulling out his cap and tugging it on - there's no one else "here" for him to see, so...
* Takeo tilts his head to the other side, purring lightly*
<Mitch> "...don't look at me like that."
<Mitch> "It's too damn trusting."
* Ninjara leans over and whispers into Shawns ear: *w* wanna meet me in the back in 5? ..I have something to show you *winks seducvtivly adn then slides back up the pole*
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( whoa...)
* Takeo blinkies, tilting his head to the other side, purring lightly*
* Takeo seems to eye him, almost measuringly*
* Mondo_Gecko gets up and pretends to go to the bathroom, grinning to himself..no sex..ok..maybe he can find out how much silicone is in her
<Mitch> "No, no. I said DON'T." He sighs, then chuckles, flicking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. "You'll learn."
* Takeo blinks again, almost smirking around his fist, kicking his legs a little*
* `KuroiTenshi looks at zac, him not moving, her not moving, and she starts to cry, softly, wishing the damned nurse had the decency to close the door
* Mitch pushes on the glasses again, adjusting the cap slightly, and touches the plastic, hand trailing along it a little as he departs.
* Ninjara gets off the stage as another girl with blue skin gets up and starts up a new dance*
* Ninjara rushes into the back, Mondo is waiting by her room*
* Takeo watches as he dissapears, then streatches and yawns before dozing off again*
<Mondo_Gecko> Well heyhey there baby..I-*is grabbed and pulled inside quickly and the door is shut and locked*
<Mondo_Gecko> Holy sh- ...man you move fast..
* Mitch , having exhausted the RP options available to him, heads back towards the Asylum
<Mondo_Gecko> Don't you even want my name?
* HappyLittleMoron comes back down the stairs after cleaning Diana's room up, smirking and shaking her head
<Ninjara> ..Can it skinny. *undoes her dressing grown and starts pulling some stuff out of her closet and into a bag*
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( can it skinny?)
<Mondo_Gecko> ...um..if this is a bad time for you I can come back later...I'm flexable..
<Ninjara> You idiot! Do you realize there's traders out there?!
* Mondo_Gecko blinks
<Mondo_Gecko> ...traders?
<Ninjara> ..Traders..I can't beleive this..and you brought him into this place
* She pulls on a black tank and a pair of jeans and boots and then turns to him* ..come on..we gotta get outta here
* HappyLittleMoron streatches and heads into the workout room, singing "Bringin' home a baby bumble bee" as she gleefully beats up the punching bag
* Mitch ... GETS THERE
<Mondo_Gecko> ..what do you mean, traders?
* Mondo_Gecko gets off the bed and follows her out the Exit door
<Ninjara> Run for it lizard!
* Mitch comes in the front door, closing it after himself and shrugging out of his jacket... he ties the arms around his waist, heading into the kitchen and grabbing a beer.
* she turns and runs like hell, just as several brawny men grab and catch Mondo!!
* HappyLittleMoron can still be heard singing the absurd song as she works out
* Mitch rubs his neck - he's never heard this song before - and pokes his head in as he pops the top off the bottle.
* HappyLittleMoron grins lopsidedly, looks up, wavels as she kicks the bag* Heyo...*continues to happily beat up the bag*
* a louisville slugger comes up and cracks him over the back of the head*
* Mitch blinks, watching for a few minutes - he's obviously gotten used to her NOT having kung fu, and is a little startled to see the happy-go-lucky happylittlemoron going Jackie Chan
* HappyLittleMoron pauses and streatches after stilling the bag* Yeeeees?
* Mondo_Gecko cries out, sinking to his knees as another crack comes to his stomach
<Mitch> .oO(Doesn't take long for the water heater to kick back in.) "Uh, nothing. Wait! Do you know what shit Diana draws with?"
* Ninjara stops in the next ally hearing Mondo's cries*
* HappyLittleMoron 's also got her wings draw in, looks like she never had 'em to begin with* Uhh...think pad o' paper and colored pencils...prob'ly has some pens lyin' around too...why?
<Ninjara> .oO(run...just run.. you can't help him now..stupid lizard)
<Mitch> "I was gonna bring 'em over if I could figure out what to bring. Figured it'd help to get her doing something."
* HappyLittleMoron nods...* Yeah...*chews her lip a little, a fang peeking out* Wish I knew how ta help her more...
* Mondo_Gecko gets to his feet..they know what they're doing through..they're organized. 7 of them, one of him, head spinning with the crack.. he doesn't stand a chance..
* Mondo_Gecko swishes his tail and tries to fight through the blackness and blood, hearing a few cries here and there as someone is scratched or bitten.. but suddenly it feels like he's in a dream and floating in dark space..and the pain is gone...it's all gone*
<Mitch> He sighs, shrugging a little. "Yeah. Me too. Know where she keeps 'em?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Up in her room...uh...think in hher closet...there's a trunk with weapons in it...think they're in a box on top of that...
* Mitch glances over at a clock on the wall - what the hell, he's vaguely nocturnal anyway. "Okay... I'm gonna run 'em over... she said I could, y'know, go in and get 'em." He looks back, suddenly hesitant. "Unless you wanna...?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Nah...'sokay...feels good to be moving again...if she gave ya permission, knock yerself out...
<Mitch> "Hai... ja ne..."
<HappyLittleMoron> Ja ne...
* HappyLittleMoron goes back to gleefully beating up the punching bag
* Mitch watches her kick arse a little longer before heading upstairs... he's a little uncomfortable, but god knows it's not the first time he's gone in there, so he comes in without fanfare and heads for the closet
* room's ffreshly neatened...two boxes on a big trunk...one full of variouse papers, the other with the drawing stuff in it*
* Mitch checks the papers quickly to see if they're drawring papers
* not drawing papers...some are a full newspaper article on her "death"*
* From when she dissapeared, that is*
* Mitch rubs his neck... it's not what he came in for, but he IS a thief, and it IS public domain - a newspaper article... he hitches his hip on the trunk, looking for something new, something that might provide clues to her past
* there are pics of her family...a relatively tall man with light hair, a girl who's obvioiusly into the beauty queen world, and a woman looking a lot like Diana, just in expensive clothing, wearing makeup, and hair done proffesionally...the article is talking about how their oldest daughter was killed in a school shooting, how "griefstricken" and "sorrowful" they are to have lost her. Apparently her family is very rich, and from the wording, very attention grabbing and fake*
<Mitch> .oO(Yeah. Some memories people don't need.)
* Mitch flicks through the other papers - more on the funeral?
* there are several threatening letters from her father, threatening her with death if she let the secrets she knew out. There are indications of some really nasty abuse from the wording. The rest are notes on research she's done into her family...dad's apparently into higher up drug dealing, along with his business*
* Mitch rubs his neck... he takes the art box, tucking it under a lower arm, and opens up the weapons trunk, putting the papers... under something pointy, yeah
* yeah...there are lotsa pointy things in their...pretty...sharp objects...a few guns (unloaded) thrown in for good measure...mmmm...weapons....*
* Mitch slips on the jacket, juggling the box a little, and heads downstairs, buttoning up
* HappyLittleMoron 's still in the workout roooom, having worked up a lil' bit of a sweat by now
* Mitch goes oooouuuuut
* Mitch goes to the suuuuuuubwaaaaay
* Mitch goes to St. Unpronooooooounceable's
* Mitch goes iiiiiiiiin
* Diana kinda reads...half-awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake*
* Mitch goes upstaaaaairs and walks down the haaaaaaall
* Diana continues to reeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaad*
* Mitch knocks lightly on the doorframe, sticking his head in
* Diana jumps a littlle, and looks up, grinning a bit at him* Ah...konbonwa...
<Mitch> "Konbonwa, tomodachi... didn't know if you'd still be up..." He enters, bringing the box out from under his arm, and looks down at it, suddenly wondering if he should've put a bow on it or something.
* Diana nods a little, smirking sleepily* If you were a few minutes later, I would be asleep...
<Mitch> "Oh... shimatta... uh, here- I'll, y'know, get outta your hair-"
* Diana blinks and shakes her head* Iie...you can stay if you want...
<Mitch> "I don't wanna keep you awake." *hands her the box*
* Diana accepts the box, peeking in briefly before setting it on the table by the bed* Domo...*smiles a little at him* I appreciaate you doing this...
<Mitch> "Nandemo dai..." He quirks a small smile, looking down and at the box. "Just trying to help."
<Diana> You are...
<Mitch> *glances up* "Domo."
* Diana nods a little, just quietly watching*
<Mitch> "...yeah. I'll let you get to sleep, ne?"
<Diana> Hai...take care of yourself...*kinda sinks into the pillows*
<Mitch> "Always do. Feel better, tomodachi..." He slips out, closing the door behind him.
* Diana nods, brows lightly knit before she ends up drifting off*
* Mitch heads back to the Asylum, rubbing his arms
* HappyLittleMoron 's now streatched out on the couch, showered and changed into PJ bottoms and a tank top, watching the news
* Mitch pads in, door shuts, jacket comes off, etc.
* Mitch retrieves his beer from the counter, listening to the news, not focusing on it
* HappyLittleMoron waaveled to Mitch when he came in, blinking a little* You ok?
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He waves a lower hand towards the TV. "Just making sure it wasn't a plot device."
* HappyLittleMoron blinks...
<HappyLittleMoron> Heh! Uhm...k...
* HappyLittleMoron shrugs a little and streatches* How's Diana doing?
<Mitch> "Okay... a bit better, I think. Some of it's coming back to her."
<HappyLittleMoron> That's good to hear...*grins lopsidedly* Anything in specific?
* `KuroiTenshi sighs, and stumbls out of the room, lookin and feeling like a mess, wondering where the damn bathroom is, and where a half starved crow can get food
<Mitch> "I dunno... she's, y'know, understanding her nature... past is still gone, but I think she's getting a handle on her powers now."
* HappyLittleMoron nods...* That's very good to hear...
<HappyLittleMoron> How're you handling it...?
<Mitch> "Yeah..." He blinks, looking over at her, tapping his glasses into focus. "Me?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Yeah...you...it's rough watchin' a friend go through that...how you handlin' it..?
<Mitch> "Shit, I don't know... I haven't thought about it in a while... it's... y'know. She's the one who's going through this, not me. I'm just trying to help out where I can."
* HappyLittleMoron nods..* Guess that's perty much the right way to go about lookin' at it...
<HappyLittleMoron> Just don't ignore what you need to do for you, too, heh? Getting sick isn't gonna help things...
<Mitch> .oO(Or dead.) "Yeah, I know. I'm getting there." He takes a sip, then glances at her. "How're you holding up?"
* HappyLittleMoron grins a bit and streatches* MUCH better now that I don't have to worry about losing the twins every time I get mad...still really worried for everyone but...hey...*shrugs* Shit happens...
* `KuroiTenshi wanders from hall to hall, looking for... something to pass the time
<Mitch> "Daiben okoru, yeah. Uh, the one on the left was up when I stopped by... seemed happy as a clam."
* `KuroiTenshi looks mournfully at a vending machine, patting her nonexisting pockets for her nonexistant change.
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles* Takeo...? Yeah...*grins...strangely happy, and sad at the same time* He seems like a pretty happy baby...can't wait 'till they can be brought home...
* `KuroiTenshi pokes it a few times, half hoping that if she annoys it enough, it'll spit out a bag of chips, just to make her go away
<Cole> that's not gonna work, you know.
<Mitch> He nods, not really knowing what to say to this. "It'll happen... it's not like they're, y'know, gone or anything. They're still coming home on time. bYou just don't have 'em kicking your spleen 'til then."
* `KuroiTenshi looks behind her, to look for the unknown, but vaugly familiar voice behind her.
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles* Very true...just...heh...I'm just being paranoid, I guess...Brenna was taken from me before she was able to be born...now that they ARE, and OK, I'm just...protective....
<Mitch> *nods, rubbing his neck* "What's she think about all this?"
* `KuroiTenshi sees a tall blonde guy, dressed all in black. he doesn't look like a goth though, just... dark. he's good lookin enough, with nearly white hair that's short in the back, long in the front, styled in an artisticly messy way, out of his eyes. he's smokin a ciggerette, looking at her with grey eyes that look like their carrieng a storm.
<`KuroiTenshi> you...
<HappyLittleMoron> Brenna? *chuckles* She's just thrilled they're out...
<Mitch> "Thrilled?"
* `KuroiTenshi her eyes goes wide, backing off a few steps, into the vending machine. he watches her, and laughs at her fear.
* HappyLittleMoron nods and grins...
<cole> you do remember me, you sick little mutie.
<Mitch> His lip twitches. "There wasn't enough room on your lap?"
* he takes a long drag off his smoke, breathing it into her face. she coughs, and her eyes sting, but she glares at him with abhorence.
<`KuroiTenshi> what do you want from me??
<HappyLittleMoron> She starts purring as soon as she sees 'em...points and says "Babies! MY brothers!" First time she saw 'em, she stared at them...looked at my belly, and looked up at me "They were in there?!"
* HappyLittleMoron chuckles
<HappyLittleMoron> I guess not!
* he laughs at this, looking at her with disbelief
<Cole> whatdo i want from you?? what do >i< what from you???
* Mitch laughs, shaking his head. "Yeah... they got the hang of the purring thing..."
<cole> your the one that tried to kill me, mutie!!
<`KuroiTenshi> *w* i don't even know what that means, but shut up anyways.
* h grabs her by the shoulders and slams her hard into the machine. she cringes, but the flexable plastic cover gives enough to not hurt her too badly*
* HappyLittleMoron grins* Got that from Klork...*shakes her head with a smirk*
* Mitch cocks his head to one side. "And you NEVER do it?"
<HappyLittleMoron> Nooo...I can't purr...
<HappyLittleMoron> THey purred while in me...
<cole> your a MUTANT, a goddamned freak of nature. you shouldn't exist. your kind should be erradicated from the planet.
* `KuroiTenshi bites back tears. it's nothing she hasen't heard before, but it's never nice to hear it again
<Mitch> "-oh." He rubs his neck. "Weird. Well, they're probably gonna have your... wings or something."
* Mondo_Gecko twists..slowly comming to.. hearing words through the haze "this one's visious...nearly bit Joe's arm off....the pit.."
* HappyLittleMoron suddenly grins* I'm the swiss army knife of mutants, not cat <G>
* HappyLittleMoron nods...
<cole> and you contaminated me, bitch. with your kiss, with you disgusting "powers"
<HappyLittleMoron> Brenna and Takeo have my eyes for sure...
<HappyLittleMoron> Torrence has my hair...the powers remain to be seen...
<Mitch> "Who gave 'em their attention span?"
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( the pit?)
* he laughs, backing away again* and you couldn't even do it right, could you? couldn't even properly kill me.
* HappyLittleMoron blinks and arches a brow* heh? How d'you mean?
<`KuroiTenshi> *w* i tried. Arn knows i tried... but i got pulled away before i could finish it.
<Mitch> He shrugs, taking a sip. "-gh. Takeo... watched me, whole time I was in there. Damn near held my eyes. Don't babies, y'know, get bored or something?"
* he slams his hand against the vending machine, right beside her head* *q* you want to try it again, worm? i dare you. give it your best shot.
<Mitch> "I mean, I was only there for a few minutes, but still..."
* `KuroiTenshi trembles, but doesn't make a move. her eyes just glare at him, angry and frightend
* Mondo_Gecko tries to move.. he's tied down..sounds of chains on metal.. a hard black leather muzzle on.. leather cuffs around his arms..chained to the bottom of the cage..
<HappyLittleMoron> Oh...*blinks and smirks* That...would probably be from me...my mom said I freaked the scientists out with how long I'd stare...
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( oh god...the lab...the lab!!! not again! NOTAGAIN!!)
<cole> i dint think so.
* cole spits, and turns away* pathetic. all of you.
* Mitch kinda blinks, but remembers Mo's past and nods. "Dunno about the other, but he's got the hang of that too."
* Mondo_Gecko strains weakly, making alot of noise and two men come over, one in a black cowboy hat with a texas accent, heavy set.. older and another..the guy who was following him.. a sly sinister looking man..greasy black sholder length hair, black leather vest and pants*
* `KuroiTenshi growls, and runs at him, pushing him hard as she can from behind, (which really isn't all that much)
<`KuroiTenshi> *screaming* you nearly KILLED zac, you creep!
<Tex> ..Hey there lizard!! Wakey wakey! Like yer new home? hawhaw! Get used to it!
<`KuroiTenshi> you feed him... whatever that was, and you nearly KILLED him!!
* HappyLittleMoron nods, grinning softly* Yeah...they're gonna be quite the handful when they get bigger...already poke at each other and the can't even stay outa that damn box for too long...
* cole turns around, with dark eyes that hold no laughter* and is that my problem, little girl? that he couldn't take it? that he was dumb enough to take from someone he didn't know?
* Tex takes a long electric cattle prod and gives Mondo a loud zzzaappp and he tries to screem out in pain! , the sound muffled from the muzzle*
<cole> is it my problem that you were to stupid to stop him?
<Mitch> *nods, taking a bemused sip* "Probably already halfway through trigonometry."
<Tex> ..he's got the speed for the Pit..I dunno about the strength though..he's skinny and underfed looking..and lookit all these there scratches all over him
* HappyLittleMoron snickers* Hey...they can do the bills if that's the case...noooo problem there...
* `KuroiTenshi stares at him, not knowing what to say, what to do. she just feels... lost again. confused. young. helpless.
* Mitch blinks, suddenly realizing - oh, yeah! Diana did the bills. "That ain't a problem, is it?"
* Mondo_Gecko realizes then that he's been stripped down to his boxers, as sensation comes back..cold bars pressing into his back*
<cole> dont pin you burdens on me, Freak. he made his choice. you made yours.
<Marcus> ..I dunno.. He's stronger than he looks.. he's got bloodlust in him..now people like that
<HappyLittleMoron> Nah...I can handle 'em...just hate it...*wrinkles her nose and shrugs* Never one for paperwork...hated doing clerical temp work way back in the day, still hate it...
* Tex gives a hardy laugh: They Sure do boy!
<Tex> S'a good catch this time
<Mitch> .oO(Which day? Tuesday?) "Gomen..."
<cole> and now he has to face the consequences. just like you.
<HappyLittleMoron> 'Sokay...looooong past...
<`KuroiTenshi> *swings his arm at her, slamming his arm against the side of her head, sending her flying, dizzy to the floor*
<Mitch> "Maybe you could hire someone...?"
<Marcus> hmm..you know though...with all those tattoo's..and peircings.. He could also be sold..the other way! *laughs!*
<cole> you messed with me, and now you gotta pay. i know who you are, KT. don't think i don't pay attention.i've been watching you since you got to this city. this is my place, my home. i know everything that goes down. i know where you work, i know where you live, and i know what you ARE.
* Tex gives a loud laugh!!
<cole> and i've got a few friends that would be VERY happy to get that info.
<Tex> You got a point with that.. Alotta fags go infer his type...sick fucks
<Mondo_Gecko> O O!!
* Mondo_Gecko struggles!
<HappyLittleMoron> Nah...*smirks a lil' sheepishly* Have issues trustin' people with that kinda stuff...
* he knels down beside her, her head ringing to loud for her to move* *w* my name is Cole. remember that. it'll come back to haunt you.
<Tex> ha! what's wrong lizard?! don't like the faggots?! harharhar!! Well if they pay up you might be headed that way so get used to it!
* he smirks at her, grinding out his ciggertte beside her head, and kicking her hard in the side, before turning to walk away*
<Mitch> "Yeah." .oO(I'd offer to help, but I might as well try cooking. Get about the same result.)
* `KuroiTenshi groans, trying to push herself up, but the pain is too much, and she just collapses, and curls into a ball, crying
* HappyLittleMoron shrugs* Don't worry about it...I can handle it ok...
* Mondo_Gecko looks around the room, trying to get a look at where he is..it looks like a wearhouse..there's alot of cages like it.. about 10 other mutants..most being felines..one weak female wolf..obviously very sick..
* Mitch is half-tempted to try anyway, just to find out why $150 a month works, but knows he'd cock it up
<Marcus> What's the going rate on a rare thing like this??
<Mitch> "Okay... don't take too much on, though..." His lip twitches. "Getting sick isn't going to help things."
<Tex> oh..this one's a rare specimen indeed... never see ones this nice.. he's a bit sick looking..but his skin's in good condition.. clear eyes..some nice decorations on that arm there too. I'd say.. 50 thou?
* Marcus whistles low!: that's a mighty high price..
<Tex> s'a might fine lizard.. your gonna get a big cut of it too..
* HappyLittleMoron grins lopsidedly* OH sure...turn my words on me...*smirks* I love my healing factor *Grins wickedly* Don't get sick easily when I'm not preggers...
* Tex wraps his sholder around Marcus's and lead him off into the office: infact.. We might beable to get soemthing much steeper from a leather crafter.. or an exhibit!
* door closes*
* Mitch grins, taking a sip. "Yeah, but between the Asylum, another two kids, bills... don't wanna overwork yourself, y'know?"
<HappyLittleMoron> True...*eyes him a little, smirk still curving her lips* You're really throwing a wrench in my happy little dream world, y'know that?
* Mondo_Gecko shuts his eyes and leans against the back of the cage, a few tears slipping down his cheeks
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( shit....)
* Mondo_Gecko tries the more psychic approch.. his singnal very faint..
* Mitch raises his hands defensively, catching the beer in a lower. "Gomen! I just don't wanna see you stress out again."
<Mondo_Gecko> {{Hello? ...}}
* HappyLittleMoron laughs and nods* Thanks for th...*blinks eyes going distant as she picks that up* {{...yeah?}}
* Mitch blinks, but is basically in tune with the whole "shut up, something's happening" bit by now
<Mondo_Gecko> {{ ...Mo? ...I...I'm...in trouble..}}
<Mondo_Gecko> .oO( god this is humiliating)
* HappyLittleMoron straightens up, brows furrowing* {{Whaat kinda trouble...? What happened?}}
<Mondo_Gecko> {{ ..these guys...have me...tied up...}}
* Klork pushes in the front door, rubbing his back idly..
<HappyLittleMoron> {{Ok...d'you know where?}}
* HappyLittleMoron 's kinda sitting...bolt upright on the couch, distant look in her eye
* Mitch glances at Klork, setting the beer on, uh, television stand, yeah.
* Klork blinks..
<Klork> Whoa ... what's going on...?
<Mondo_Gecko> {{no...oh...Mo...I..can't stay awake..they hit my head.. it's hard..to focus}}
<Mitch> Quietly. "Dunno. Mrs. Happy went vague."
<Klork> Crap ... *glances over* Mental talk *taps his head* I'll wait til' she's done to find out to whom..
<HappyLittleMoron> ...some guys caught Mondoo....*furrows her brows, trailing off and closing her eyes* {{No...Mondo...stay awake, huh? We're gonna try finding you...tell me what happened??}} *tries reaching out with her mind*
* Klork blinks..
<Klork> Crap'ness..
<Mitch> "...caught?" To Klork, still quiet. "He on the lam?"
* Klork arches a brow at Mitch .... just shrugs a little
<Mondo_Gecko> {{I was..followed..guys..beat me up in an allyway..and I'm in a cage..they..muzzled me..they're gonna sell me to...a Pit}}
<HappyLittleMoron> {{Aw damn...underground shit...}} *stands, continuing to try finding him with her mind, opening her link with Klork up so he can get more of an idea of what's going on*
* Klork blinks, honin' in...
<Mondo_Gecko> {{either that or some kinda..sex slave...he said..he could get good boots outta me.}}
* HappyLittleMoron furrows her brows...* {{Agh...I don't like the sounds of that...can you describe 'em to me? I got Klork listening in too...}}
<Mondo_Gecko> {{Looks like..a wearhouse...I dunno anything..they hit me over the head..oh god...here they come}}
* HappyLittleMoron snags a jacket, pulling it on* {{Describe the men to me??}}
* Klork grimaces..he's got that phased look on his eyes too
* Klork hasn't had a chance to take his off...snagging his kesy
<Mitch> Quietly. "Want I should watch the Asylum?"
* Klork nods .. sighing shakily
<Mondo_Gecko> {{one guy looks like a greaseball.. black hair..short..dirty..leather..the other guy is in a tan suit..cowboy hat..fat..pig like..}}
<Klork> <q> If Brenna wakes up .. I...*shifts* We'll be home soon .
<Mitch> "Okay. You watch yourselves."
* HappyLittleMoron snaps into focus, blinking a little, then nodding a little* If you...want...yeah..*goes distant again, listening to what Mondo's saying* {{Ok...}}
* Klork nods
<Klork> you tooo ..
<Mondo_Gecko> {{Fat guy talks like a hick..}}
<Klork> He in Texas..?
<Mondo_Gecko> {{can't...stay...}}
<HappyLittleMoron> {{Oh gods...please....try hanging on??}} *rushes out, trying to get the mental fix on him*
<Mondo_Gecko> *he's out*
* Klork follows quickly..
* Tex comes out of his office on a cell phone: It's a deal!! Wonderful! I'll be on the first shipment..were sending them out in a hour! Trucks all ready to go! Bye!
<Tex> Load'er up boys! Move'er out!
* Tex laughs and lights a cigar and heads back to the office to celebrate*
* HappyLittleMoron looks to Klork, telling hiim ttthe direction she's getting..
* Klork nods, opening a portal in aim to get there....does it?
* Mitch grabs a pistol from upstairs and just sort of hangs around the living room - he's got no reason to expect trouble, but there's a situation going...
* HappyLittleMoron heads through the portal, claws unsheething as she goes
* Klork follows..
* the portal lead into a room in a wearhouse.. dark..crates..you know.. small room*
* Klork looks around..eyes squinting as he comes close to HLM's side..
* HappyLittleMoron casts her gaze around, listening for breathing or whatever..
* Klork shifts...looking around for any sign of life..
* HappyLittleMoron eyes the crates...the shadows as well...trying to reach out for Mondo mentally..
* no answer*
* there's a door to the left*
* HappyLittleMoron looks to the door, silently heading that way..
* Klork motions towards the door ...going with Mo
* HappyLittleMoron nods, pressing her back to the wall at one side of the door, trying to stear clear of being seen, sorta indicating for Klork to do the same as she tries it...
* Klork follows suit, at the ready for anything..
* HappyLittleMoron turns the nob or whate'ver's there, to see if she can open it..
* Klork watches, eye sparking slightly
* it opens, leading into the larger wearhouse*
* HappyLittleMoron carefully steps in, watching for cameras or anything they need to be careful to avoid tripping..
* Klork pokes in, following..watching her back at most*
* no cameras*
* Klork looks around..following her lead all ninja style
* HappyLittleMoron listens for breathing as she explores the room with Klork...
* it's empty...no signs of life..*
* outside the sound of a large truck can be heard pulling off*
* HappyLittleMoron 's eyes glow, looking at energy patterns, looking for traces of Mondo in particular, brows furrowing as she heaaads to a window, warily looking out, staying at an angle so she hopefully won't be seen
* Klork blinks...inclining his head and looking for a door to the outside..
* Klork covers her
* he WAS sitting near one spot..the air still holding his signiture of extreme fear*
* Klork peers..
<Klork> <q> He's gone.. he was here..but he's gone..
* HappyLittleMoron chews her lip, nodding* <q> Yeah...*tries getting energy signatures of who took him...* ...goddamnit...
* Klork watches...still covering her back for anybody else
* Tex comes strolling back in and stops and looks and HLM and Klork: ..What the heal!?
* Klork splays his hands..electricty sparking between his fingers
<Klork> <q> Where's the lizard..?
* HappyLittleMoron spins and bares her fangs, eyes flashing bright green, ...juuuuust about to ask the same thing...looking about ready to attack
<Tex> Oh jesus! *backs up* ..S..sold!
<Klork> To WHERE...
<Tex> Texus! Dallas!
<Klork> How far is he now..?
* HappyLittleMoron circles around Tex, cutting off the way to the door* *low, demonic voice* ...and WHO has him?
<Tex> Man called Stills!
<Tex> Jon Stills!!
<Tex> ..now just...just get outta here and go get your friend and leave me the HELL alone!
* HappyLittleMoron glances at Klork
* Klork glances at HLM
<HappyLittleMoron> {{We hunt the bastard down?}}
* Klork nods..
* HappyLittleMoron lashes out and bashes Tex over the back of his head, aiming for the nerve bundle to knock him out
* Klork shifts, watching..
* Fat bastard goes down*
* Klork watches...pressing the door open and looking out....
* HappyLittleMoron looks around, dragging the bastard into the shadows before joining Klork again, looking out with him...eyes glowing to looka t energy patterns
* Klork shifts, looking around quietly..
* HappyLittleMoron ...guesses...they don't see anything, then...
* Klork is guessin' that too
* HappyLittleMoron ...guesses they can head home to do research on this Jon Stills, then :P
* Klork opens a portal, brows furrowed as he looks around
* HappyLittleMoron sighs softly, heading through the portal after looking around again
* it lands them in downtown Dallas*
* Klork follows...
* Klork blinks.
* HappyLittleMoron blinkblinks
<Klork> ...........whoa........
* HappyLittleMoron guesses they're hunting Mondo then <G>
* HappyLittleMoron manafests shades on
* Klork shifts so he looks .. well like normal..human appearance
* HappyLittleMoron glances around, acting blind* {{I'm playing the blind wife again if anyone asks}} *smirks a bit*
* Klork chuckles, hooking arms with her
<Klork> <q> You got it..
* Dallas is a big city...you now have a long trek! :P*
* HappyLittleMoron grins, keeping her teeth hidden, resting her hand over his* <q> Gotta find out about the underground fights..
* Klork tracks..nodding to HLM
<Klork> <q> Yeah..but where to start?
<HappyLittleMoron> <q> Slums...lower class tend ta have more info on this kinda thing..
* Klork nods...
<Klork> <q> Let's head that way then..
* HappyLittleMoron nods...uhm...heeading that way!
* Klork follows...
* Klork gets to that area of town, deciding to splunk into a bar...
* HappyLittleMoron goes with, covertly watching the people from behind her shades
* Klork tries to wave a few ppl down as they pass..
* HappyLittleMoron "accidentally" bumps a strategically chosen person...trying to get some attention so they can get info..
* Some guy* What the f...what? what is it?
* Klork , meanwhile, is trying to track other ppl down..
<HappyLittleMoron> Oh! I'm sorry...*smiles a little, charming in a blind ssort of way* I really didn't mean to...
<Guy> oh...oh sorry miss
<HappyLittleMoron> I...don't suppose you could help me though...
<Guy> ..sure..what's up?
* HappyLittleMoron eyes him without seeming to* I'm looking for someon...a man...last name of Stills...? Have you heard of him? I'm a bit new to town...
<Guy> Stills...Stills...um. First name or last?
<HappyLittleMoron> Last...fiirst name's John..
<Guy> oh THAT guy...u sure you wanna get mixed up with him?
* HappyLittleMoron shrugs, leaning against the bar* I have a few bussiness propositions for him...where can I find him?
<Guy> ..I see ..*sighs* ..cheak a bar on the outskirts of town called Jacksons
* Klork comes up behind Mo, rolling his shoulders
* HappyLittleMoron nods with a grin* Thank you, sir...have a nice nighht...*looks back and to the side, kinda tilting her head to Klork*
* Klork looks down at her
<Klork> <q> wanna find a hotel room for the niight..continue tomorrow....?
* HappyLittleMoron nods with a soft sigh* <q> Yeah...{{Gonna haveta keep tabs on NY like this...}}
* Klork nods...going to a hotel and checking them in..
* HappyLittleMoron obviously goes with him
* Klork checks tehm in....goingo t the rooom and stripping down, scooting aside for her
* HappyLittleMoron strips down too and slides in with him, sighing softly and shaking her head a little
* Klork purrs, holding her close...
* HappyLittleMoron eventually dozessss off after checking up on the kids telepathhically
* Klork purrs..sleeping with her
Session Close: Sun Apr 21 02:59:44 2002
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