~Thursday, February 25, 1932~

YarnKittymon: GU: ::knocks on Maeve's door early that morning::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::after a few seconds she opens the door; smiling:: Hey.
YarnKittymon: GU: You still want to go on that case?
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh, yeah. You heading out right now?
YarnKittymon: GU: I've just got to put the saddle on Starlight.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Okay. ::she disappears for a second to grab her keys off the table:: Then I'm ready.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks quickly to the stables and quickly saddles his horse, then leads him out of the stable and goes to help Maeve on::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::would insist she doesn't need any help and probably could manage to swing herself up onto the saddle::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs, and then gets up on the horse in front of Maeve:: Off to Hollowburgh, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: Whats happening in Hollowburgh?
YarnKittymon: GU: There was a murder they want solved. It was all over the news yesterday.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. So do you have any of the details?
YarnKittymon: GU: The broadcast didn't explain, but it sounded...::more quietly::...a little like she was drained.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: It cant be... I mean we took care of those creatures... I dont even want to *think* about there being more lurking around. It took so much just to get rid of the four around Saxton...
YarnKittymon: GU: I should be able to see the body and tell what happened. I doubt it could've been *that.*
Maeve Owens: MV: So another variant who can drain people? Yay. Any suspects?
YarnKittymon: GU: I won't know 'til we get there...though I wonder if maybe we didn't get that last creature, if there's no body, or skeleton.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Yes but we werent really looking were we? Besides I heard it scream...
YarnKittymon: GU: Could be. Maybe not. We'll stay in town; don't worry.
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm not worried something will happen it just would be very depressing to learn that we let one escape.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickens the pace a little, but doesn't reply::
YarnKittymon: : ::they go on the same road as to Saxton, turning off a couple hours after they start off, and they reach Hollowburgh two or three hours after that::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she quickly slides off the horse, sighing in relief when she's finally able to stretch, tired of sitting in the saddle::
YarnKittymon: : ::Hollowburgh is a pretty small town, with some tents and rough buildings set up at the outskirts; a man Maeve probably recognizes from being the town elder comes out of one of them, extending his hand to Maeve, then Guy:: It's good to see you again. How are the Kindalls?
Maeve Owens: MV: They're fine, Josh is getting stronger every day. How is everyone else handling it?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::looks around at the camp, frowning:: Not so well. We found out about the stipend, but few of us are eligible. And of course there's Agatha. ::cringes::
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm sorry to hear that. Whose Agatha?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::softly:: She was killed two days ago.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. I'm sorry. How'd it happen?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::looks back at Guy:: I'm hoping that's what you can tell us.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: I'll try my best. ::looks back at Maeve:: Try to get some information, Maeve. I need to examine the body.
Maeve Owens: MV: Um, okay. Sure.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks off::
YarnKittymon: MT: ::looks back at Maeve, still frowning:: You're a detective too?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiling uneasily at him:: Well, uh, kinda? Anyway... do you know *anything* about what happened?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::quietly:: She'd gone off just a little bit out of town, and she was found dead the same day.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gently:: Who found her?
YarnKittymon: MT: One of the town's dogs.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes widen:: Okay. Who was the first person on the scene then? Anyone that might have heard or seen anything?
YarnKittymon: MT: I hurried out there, along with Mayor Rasha.
Maeve Owens: MV: Is there anyone who might know what she was doing out there? Maybe if she had any enemies or anything?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::cringes:: I don't like to imagine anyone here holding a grudge against her.
Maeve Owens: MV: Can you show me where you found her at?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::nods:: This way. ::walks slowly outside of town::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she follows him; gently:: I'm sorry for your loss, she sounds like she was a very special lady.
YarnKittymon: MT: ::quietly:: She was a young thing. Just got married less than a year ago. ::stops, pointing to a piece of ground just off the path, marked with a stake:: This was it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh? Wheres her husband at? He must be devastated. ::she walks over there slowly, looking around to make sure she doesnt disturb anything that could give them a clue::
YarnKittymon: MT: He *is.* ::there's nothing out of the ordinary there, though a bit of the few gravel bits on the road have been displaced, and if Maeve looks very closely she can see the position Agatha was in when she was found--curled up like she had just fallen asleep::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks up at the surrounding area:: Does he know why she was out here?
YarnKittymon: MT: ::shakes his head:: I don't know. I haven't had the heart to interrogate him. The guards in town might know, but I'm sure your friend's investigating.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Yeah, well. I guess I should go back and find him. ::smiles weakly at him and turns to leave::
YarnKittymon: MT: ::nods:: They were in one of the shanties at the edge of town.
Maeve Owens: MV: Okay.
YarnKittymon: MT: ::walks alongside Maeve, looking rather down::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::walks along quietly, sad for the people Agatha left behind::
YarnKittymon: MT: ::motions to one of the shanties:: That one. ::looks hesitant to knock on the wall (the place doesn't even have a proper door, just some canvas stretched over the doorway)::
Maeve Owens: MV: You dont have to go in if you dont want to...
YarnKittymon: MT: ::quietly:: I should at least introduce you.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Okay ::takes a deep breath and then taps gently on the wall::

YarnKittymon: : ::the bottom of the canvas curtain wavers, and then a tall, gangly man with thick glasses steps out from behind the curtain. He's clearly been crying, is near tears right now, and looks like a very gentle man::
YarnKittymon: MT: ::quietly:: Hal, this is Maeve...she's here to try to find out what's happened...
YarnKittymon: HA: ::looks down, silently::
SP00KY One: MV: ::her heart goes out to the poor man in front of her and it takes her a while to get up the nerve to start asking him questions about his wife; gently:: Hi, I know this is a difficult time for you right now but if you can tell us anything that might help us find who did this...
YarnKittymon: HA: ::softly, not looking up:: Are you a detective?
SP00KY One: MV: ::frowns, still not sure how to answer that question:: I'm working for one...
YarnKittymon: HA: ::nods silently::
SP00KY One: MV: ::softly:: When did you last speak with your wife?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::softly, his voice shaking:: Tuesday morning...she was joking and laughing then...
SP00KY One: MV: ::looking sympathetically at the man before her:: Have you noticed anything going on recently? Like maybe anyone who might want to hurt her?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::cringes:: Lawley, maybe, but that wouldn't make any sense. ::looks up at Matthew rather suspiciously::
SP00KY One: MV: ::she glances over at Matthew and then back to Hal:: Whose Lawley and why would you think that?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::shakes his head, not answering::
YarnKittymon: MT: ::softly:: I guess I should go. ::looks back at Maeve, then walks off::
SP00KY One: MV: Okay, what was *that* all about?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::tears coming to his eyes:: I don't want anyone to know...I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone...
SP00KY One: MV: ::looks at him sadly:: If you think that its important, if it could potentially lead to how she died, then you should tell someone. If not me then we can go talk to Guy Stowe if you'd feel more comfortable...
YarnKittymon: HA: ::shakes his head quickly:: I'd rather tell a woman than...than a man.
SP00KY One: MV: ::nods:: Okay.
YarnKittymon: HA: ::very softly:: She had been dating Lawley and me, the both of us, before we married.
SP00KY One: MV: ::she nods again; softly:: What happened?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::quietly:: She was...she was going to have Lawley's baby, and he didn't want it...
SP00KY One: MV: Oh?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::moves his glasses so he can wipe his eyes; softly:: I was happy to marry her; I didn't care. But Lawley...I think he was still angry with her...
SP00KY One: MV: What makes you think he is still angry?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::looks at Maeve for a few moments, then starts unbuttoning his shirt::
SP00KY One: MV: ::her eyes widen:: Uh, what are you doing?

YarnKittymon: HA: ::pulls his shirt open; Maeve can see a deep green mark, bigger than a bottlecap, right tat the center of Hal's chest, six inches or so below his neck::
SP00KY One: MV: ::still somewhat startled:: When did that happen?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::quickly buttons his shirt again:: Less than a week ago.
SP00KY One: MV: ::nods, glancing away:: What happened?
YarnKittymon: HA: It wasn't too long after we got here. He...took me aside and...said he'd changed his mind. And then my chest just burned like fire. When I woke up that was there. It still hurts, but Aggie never saw it.
SP00KY One: MV: ::frowns:: He changed his mind about what exactly?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::quietly:: He didn't say...
SP00KY One: MV: If you dont mind me asking... wheres the child now?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::tears come to his eyes:: It hadn't been born...
SP00KY One: MV: ::confused:: You said she got pregnant a year ago right?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::shakes his head:: We were hardly married for five months, and I married her as soon as I knew. No one...no one else was supposed to know...
SP00KY One: MV: ::looks at him with sincere sympathy:: Thank you for your time and I'm sorry for your loss. If you think of anything else that may help, let us know?
YarnKittymon: HA: ::nods shakily:: I hope he hangs...
SP00KY One: MV: Well, dont jump to any hasty conclusions... we dont know if he did it yet or not. Okay? And whoever did will get what they deserve.
YarnKittymon: HA: ::softly:: And whoever it was, hanging's too good for him anyway. Good...good luck. ::goes back to his shanty::
SP00KY One: MV: ::she nods and turns away, heading back towards Guy::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::is just coming out of the church, looking rather sober::
SP00KY One: MV: ::looking rather depressed herself, she catches sight of him and walks over::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly:: Who did you speak with?
SP00KY One: MV: Her husband.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks down; quietly:: Did you learn anything?
SP00KY One: MV: He thinks a man named Lawley is responsible... they had a recent spat that left Hal with an ugly green mark...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::cringes:: Green? You're sure?
SP00KY One: MV: ::nods:: I saw it myself... did Agatha have one?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods; softly:: On her abdomen. She was...with child.
SP00KY One: MV: ::sadly:: Yeah, I know. We should go talk to Lawley... it really makes no sense why he would do it since...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand; softly:: Since what?
SP00KY One: MV: ::winces:: I feel sorry for the poor girl, it would be just awful if all this got out and it was true about Lawley, especially when she didnt want it told. I guess theres no stopping it though...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly:: They're going to ask the husband if the doctor can perform an autopsy.
SP00KY One: MV: I dont think this would get out in that manner unless they can know from that whose child it was... ::cringes::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs; quietly:: If they *could* know--if the child already looks like the father--that would be a motive, wouldn't it?
SP00KY One: MV: ::nods:: Sure. So are we going to go question Lawley then?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: I suppose so. Do you know where he is?
SP00KY One: MV: ::shakes her head:: No, but I'm thinking Matthew does if not one of the other townspeople.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods::

YarnKittymon: : ::with Matthew's help, they track down Lawley, a rakish looking man with vaguely green skin and very mussed black hair; he looks almost like he has scales, and at this very moment, he's eating some oatmeal, sitting on the front steps of one of the town's permanent buildings::
YarnKittymon: LY: ::looks up at Maeve and Guy when they approach him; rather coldly:: May I help you?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she takes an intimidating step forward, meeting his cold gaze with a glare of her own:: Sure, and you can start by telling us where you were Tuesday morning.
YarnKittymon: LY: ::nods, motioning to the house behind him:: In here sleeping. I was filling in for the night guard; he was too drunk to perform his duty.
Maeve Owens: MV: You know anything about Agatha's death?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::glares at Maeve:: I know I don't like strangers coming in and trying to solve our problems for us.
Maeve Owens: MV: I didn't asked if you liked it, I asked if you knew anything about her death. Or perhaps you'd rather talk about your relationship with Agatha?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::shakes his head:: I'd rather talk about neither. Look, I was here the whole day; ask Mrs. Hart.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glances over at Guy, at a loss for how to proceed::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs:: One of us should see Mrs. Hart, then; the other can stay here and get some answers. ::coldly:: Whatever it takes.
YarnKittymon: LY: ::doesn't look particularly bothered::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: If ya need me to light a fire under his feet I'd be happy to assist.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins:: I'll leave you to it, then. Is Mrs. Hart at home?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::shrugs:: Guess so.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::heads for the door::
YarnKittymon: LY: ::gets back to eating his oatmeal::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::several minutes pass before she speaks, her voice a lot friendlier than it had been:: So, tell me about Agatha.
YarnKittymon: LY: ::coldly, looking down at his oatmeal:: I *told* you, I don't want to talk about it.
Maeve Owens: MV: You want her killer found dont you?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::cringes, though he's not looking anywhere near Maeve:: I'm sure it was those monsters.
Maeve Owens: MV: The monsters are gone.
YarnKittymon: LY: You don't know that.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah I do, I was there. Besides, theres evidence to suggest otherwise.
YarnKittymon: LY: ::glares at Maeve:: What evidence?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs. then trying to sound like its just plain curiosity:: Whats your power?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::still coldly:: You want me to show you?
Maeve Owens: MV: No, just answer the question.
YarnKittymon: LY: Well, I don't know how to explain it. It's like I take a bit of them. I don't think it does much but hurt.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes narrow at him:: Hurting them isn't much, eh? ::smirks:: Does it leave a mark?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::stands, his voice raising:: I didn't kill her!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she flinches at his sudden outburst but immediately squares her shoulders, refusing to back away:: From what I hear you had a good reason to.
YarnKittymon: LY: ::looks at Maeve like he's about to hit her, and then quickly turns away; his voice is shaking:: I told you, I didn't kill her...
Maeve Owens: MV: So tell me about her then, what was she to you?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::his voice breaking:: Married...
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, and?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::glares back at Maeve, tears rolling down his face:: She should've married *me*, all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: Why didn't she?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::wipes his eyes, glaring at Maeve again with his deep blue eyes; in a cold voice:: I hit her once.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen:: Over what?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::glares at Maeve:: Did you talk to Hal? What did he tell you?
Maeve Owens: MV: Why? You have something against him?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::coldly:: He was married to the woman I loved. Do you really think I'd be his friend?
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, no... but do you hate him enough to hurt him?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::quietly:: No...no...I don't think...
Maeve Owens: MV: You dont think?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::glares:: It's not about *him* anyway, is it?
Maeve Owens: MV: It is if it was revenge. The whole, "I cant have her so neither can you" idea. The two of you had a fight, isnt that right?
YarnKittymon: LY: ::softly, not looking at Maeve:: I don't know. I don't remember.
Maeve Owens: MV: What do you mean you dont remember?
YarnKittymon: LY: Ever since I came here I've felt funny.
Maeve Owens: MV: Funny in what way?
YarnKittymon: LY: It's not your business.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::comes out of the house; looks at Maeve; softly:: I think we've done enough for now...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks surprised, glancing between the two men before shrugging and turning to walk away:: Okay... did you find out anything?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes her hand; softly:: Not here.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::worried:: Okay...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks quickly to the edge of town, waiting until there's no one around, then looks closely at Maeve, silently::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::in a hushed voice:: What? What happened?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::pulls Maeve closer, adn then kisses her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she starts to respond but then quickly pulls away, looking somewhat astonished; softly:: And what was that for?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::gently runs his finger along Maeve's neck; smiles slightly:: Why not? You know you're beautiful, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head no, a slight shiver rippling through her at his touch:: Thanks... but there has to be more to our hasty retreat than *that*.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks around, then back at Maeve; lovingly, and very softly:: There's no one here, but if you're shy we can go into the forest.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she gapes at him:: You really want to go *neck* and forget about the case?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his cheek against Maeve's and whispers into her ear:: The case can wait. Just the sunlight in your hair...you've seduced me, darling.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stands there, unable to pull herself from her stupor to formulate any kind of response::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his arms around Maeve again and kisses her deeply::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::once again she responds for a few seconds before pulling away, this time planting both hands on his chest:: Are you out of your mind? ::she moves one hand up to tap against the side of his head:: Have you forgotten about the poor woman who was murdered and the killer whose still on the loose? I mean dont get me wrong, this is nice too... but we kind of got some obligations to fulfill.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::cringes; softly, with hesitance:: We haven't even been paid yet...
Maeve Owens: MV: Are you in this *just* for the money? What if someone else loses a loved one to this psycho?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks at Maeve rather blankly for a few moments, then takes one of her hands; softly:: I'm sorry. You're right.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks quite confused by his behavior:: All right then, so what the heck happened back there?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::frowning, and then cringes heavily; turns away, and shakes his head:: Did you...want to see the body?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Is that necessary? Because if not, no. What did Mrs. Hart have to say?
YarnKittymon: GU: She vouched for Lawley; he couldn't have done it. ::frowns::
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. Then why do you keep cringing?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I'd seen the woman before, in Marquis. She was at the restaurant that day I met you.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looking surprised:: Really? Are you sure?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods; tersely:: Completely.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Wonder what she was doing all the way Marquis.
YarnKittymon: GU: It's not *that* far away, and that was a few months ago. ::softly:: And I don't know.
Maeve Owens: MV: Is there a connection there? And if Lawley didn't do it then who does that leave?
YarnKittymon: GU: Mrs. Hart mentioned a girl named Winnie.
Maeve Owens: MV: Whose that?
YarnKittymon: GU: "One-Leg Winnie" they call her. Should be easy to spot.
Maeve Owens: MV: Okay... are we going then?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods, squeezing Maeve's hand; softly:: Come on. ::walks back towards town::
YarnKittymon: : ::they spot a rather cute girl with short, curly hair with a couple bows in it; she's hobbling about on crutches, and one of her legs disappears at the hemline of her skirt; she gives a little gasp when she sees the detectives coming, and hobbles backwards a couple steps::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles warmly at the young girl:: Hello.
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl doesn't look up at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::bends down to her height:: Hey, whats your name?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl murmurs:: Candy.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen and she glances up at Guy::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: We haven't any candy, if that's what your asking.
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl starts to cry, very nearly losing her balance:: I didn't want to...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::instictively moves to keep her from falling; softly:: Didn't want to what?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl grips Maeve with one arm, still holding both crutches under her arms; murmurs:: I don't want to go to prison.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::cringes:: Why do you think you'd go to jail?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl suddenly lets go of Maeve and tries to run, though she's only got one leg so she goes rather slowly; however, a strong wind suddenly comes up and seems to help her along, faster than she should be able to go::
Maeve Owens: MV: Hey! Wait! ::chases after the girl::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::follows as well::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl makes it into the forest before she finally trips on a bit of rough ground; she doesn't land hard, though::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::goes to help the girl up, but gets a strange look on his face; mutely looks back at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glances at Guy and then at the girl, frowning at his expression but she turns to address the girl:: I think you had better tell us what you didn't mean to do.
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve suddenly feels the oxygen taken from her lungs, and no matter how she inhales, she can't take in air::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks towards the girl unsteadily, tears stinging his eyes, trying to attack her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::when she cant catch her breath she begins to panic, almost gagging in her effort to get oxygen. Her eyes are wide and she glances over at Guy before sinking to her knees::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl starts to sob, and Guy drops to the ground, and then Maeve can breathe again::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she takes in a few deep breaths, both hands braced against the earth and her head bent down:: What... just... happened? ::her eyes narrow at the sobbing child::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl's still crying:: Take me...somewhere safe...and I won't...::whimpers:: I don't really want to kill him...do I?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes cut towards guy and then back to the child, shaking her head:: No, and you.. can stop... cant you?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl nods weakly, still crying::
Maeve Owens: MV: Then *stop*.
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl nods again::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::suddenly starts coughing violently, not opening his eyes::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::while watching the girl, she crawls over to Guy and places one hand on his shoulder to get his attention then tries to help in anyway she can.:: Why? Why hurt him or Agatha?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::opens his eyes, looking rather pale; doesn't speak::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl puts her head over her knees, still sobbing:: I didn't want to...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sharply:: Then why did you? It looks to me like you can control it. ::glances down at herself looking for the green markings::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's no marks visible on Maeve's skin::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl murmurs:: I wanted...wanted Lawley to myself...but I never...I never thought...
Maeve Owens: MV: Then what *did* you think? That sufficating her to death would solve everything?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl whimpers:: I never thought of it in Saxton...
Maeve Owens: MV: Theres no green marks... ::frowns, then after a brief pause:: What exactly is it that you can do?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: Control the air.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::still frowning:: Do you ever leave green marks on people?
YarnKittymon: : ::shakes her head:: No! Lawley does, but he never killed anyone.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: I figured that belonged to him. So you are admitting that you killed her then?
YarnKittymon: : ::pulls her knees up to her chin, nodding once, and looking absolutely broken::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she turns her head away from the broken child in front of her, wanting to sympathize with her but cant quite seem to get past the fact she murdered someone:: So what happened that day by the road?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: Mrs. Hart woke me up early and--and told me to go to school, but I...I didn't...I went out into the forest and played by myself. And...and Mama Abby came out and played with me for a while. And then...a monster came and grabbed her, but it ran away when I fought. And then...then I hated her...I hated Mama Abby...and I...::whispers::...I killed her.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns again:: Mama Abby?
YarnKittymon: : ::looks up at Maeve, wiping her eyes:: That's what us kids called her. Josh started it when he was a baby and couldn't say "Aggie."
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Why did you play with her if you hated her?
YarnKittymon: : ::whimpers:: I didn't hate her...I didn't hate her...
Maeve Owens: MV: You said before you wanted Lawley to yourself...
YarnKittymon: : But I never...never wanted to kill anyone...
Maeve Owens: MV: Okay.. well then why dont you explain exactly what happened when the monster attacked?
YarnKittymon: : The monster...grabbed Mama Abby and Mama Abby fell down and I...I tried to attack the monster but it didn't care if it couldn't breathe. But it...it said it was sorry and then it ran away. And then...I just wanted to...wanted to kill Mama Abby...
YarnKittymon: : ::suddenly, Maeve feels a compelling need to do something impulsive that she's had the faintest urge to do before::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the urge to sympathize with the girl returns and she cant help but think that the poor creature in front of her couldn't have possibly killed this woman. She moves towards her, even as a small frown works its way across her face:: Did Abby ever move after the monster ran away? Was she still breathing then?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl nods miserably:: She was OK. She was trying to get up. And then I...::sobs again::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tries to comfort the sobbing child:: Sshhh, its okay... why do you think you suddenly hated her so much?
YarnKittymon: : ::whimpers:: I don't know...
Maeve Owens: MV: What did this monster look like?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly describes a creature that very well could be the monster who led Isaac and Maeve to the monster leader::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glances around:: Great, so they arent all gone.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks back at Maeve, his eyes still watering from the former lack of oxygen; doesn't speak::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gives him a small smile:: I think we need to go monster hunting again.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods; softly:: You really think...this girl...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head:: I'm not sure... ::she frowns:: lawley said he'd been feeling funny lately and hadn't remembered arguing with Hal... she says she never hated Agatha enough to kill her until that moment... and then you, and your strange behavior earlier. Who around here makes people act on impulses?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his expression turns rather dark:: Mrs. Hart. I'm sure of it.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: What reason does she have for doing all this?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I don't know, but she several guests from Saxton in her house. Maybe she tired of them.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Well, I guess we should go find out then... ::looks down at the little girl then back at Guy:: What are we going to do about her?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looking a bit pale again:: But what if...Mrs. Hart makes us do something else?
Maeve Owens: MV: What if? She most likely will... but how else do we stop her?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly:: We can't just get rid of her, but I don't know what to do.
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve sees something move in the distance::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stands up them makes a move towards it aiming to get a better look::
YarnKittymon: : ::it's definitely a human form, sneaking off away from town, carrying something::
Maeve Owens: MV: Uh, Guy, theres someone sneaking away from town... looks like they're carrying something...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods, moving to follow it, and then suddenly, very quietly:: I'm so sorry, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Sorry for what?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking at Maeve; softly:: For killing him.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her breath catches making her heart tighten in her chest:: What?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks up at Maeve with terror showing in his eyes, as though he doesn't want to say anything he's saying:: In the restaurant. I don't know what came over me, but I saw how upset you were, and I wanted *you*.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::Her jaw drops and for several seconds she just stares at him. When she does finally speak her words are barely above a whisper:: What do you mean you killed him?
YarnKittymon: GU: It's my talent. That's how I was able to make him come alive again so easily.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes turn cold and she has the sudden desire to throw a fireball at him:: Its that easy for you huh? Get rid of the old love interest so you can make your move eh? ::shakes her head:: How does this keep happening to me?
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve suddenly feels the desire to throw a fireball at Guy grow much more intense and urgent::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::a fireball forms in her hand and she brings her arm up to throw it::
YarnKittymon: GU: I never--never would've--
YarnKittymon: ::Maeve really wants to throw the fireball::
Maeve Owens: MV: Then *why* did ya? ::she doesn't wait for his answer, unable to hold back the urge to throw it::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::doesn't seem to have believed she'd actually throw the fireball, and so he dodges late; the fireball still hits him pretty well, in the shoulder, and he yells::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen again, not completely sure why she carried through with the sudden impulse but she doesn't move, seemingly rooted to the spot::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::lands on the ground, smothering the flames with his body; doesn't speak::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She wraps her arms around herself, feeling a tad guilty for hurting him but not enough to actually go over and help::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks at his shoulder as best he can; it's blistered from the flames and dirty from the ground; quietly:: I'm so sorry...but I don't think I meant to do it. I think...it had to have been Mrs. Hart's influence.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she grimaces, knowing its the truth but still a bit uneasy:: So you can make people drop dead any time you feel like with no trouble at all?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: They're not really dead...not at first. I could leave them dead for...probably a few hours with no trouble, and then I can wake them up.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods, glancing away from him; quietly:: We shouldn't go after her. We'd probably end up killing each other.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly, looking rather upset:: I swear, I'd never hurt you.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: Words mean nothing.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::stands up, not looking at Maeve; very angry:: I'm going to kill her. ::winces when he moves his shoulder::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces:: You seem to get the impulse to kill a lot of people. ::and after she says it she tells herself the same thing::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: She as much as killed that poor young woman, and Mr. Quinn. What if the reason you said "yes" to him was just her influence?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods:: Okay, fine. Then lets go. We'll just have to keep our impulses focussed on her.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly shakes his head:: You stay back. She's dangerous, and we can't hurt each other if we're separated
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shaking her head she frowns:: And if she just finds someone else to turn on you? You probably shouldnt go in alone.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Take that poor little girl back home.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, maybe *you* shouldn't go after her because *you* have the urge to see her dead.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: *Please,* Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she rolls her eyes:: Fine. ::sighs::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::cringes again:: I'll be back soon, all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looking annoyed:: Fine.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::starts walking in the direction he thinks Mrs. Hart went::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she turns on her heel and looks towards where she left the little girl::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl is still there, sitting on the ground, crying softly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she walks over and puts her hand out for the girl to take::
YarnKittymon: : ::she reaches up and takes Maeve's hand, and somehow gets up; softly:: Am I going to prison?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head; gently:: No, it wasn't your fault. I'm taking you home.
YarnKittymon: : ::softly, not looking at Maeve as she gets back onto the crutches:: What if I do it again?
Maeve Owens: MV: Do you *want* to do it again?
YarnKittymon: : ::crying again:: I didn't want to do it last time.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::softly:: Did you hear what we were talking about?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: Some of 'em.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, we think someone might be making people carry through on impulses they wouldn't normally act on. So as long as we catch this person I dont think you'll have to worry about it. ::forces a smile:: Okay?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: What if you don't?
Maeve Owens: MV: We will. Come on, lets get you home so I can go ensure it happens. ::gestures for her to lead the way::
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl limps along slowly::
YarnKittymon: : ::they suddenly hear a weird, familiar sound, not unlike heavy breathing::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She quickly puts an arm out to stop the girl from moving while glancing around her::
YarnKittymon: : ::there doesn't seem to be anything there, and then, suddenly, the monster who guided them to the leader a couple weeks ago shows herself, looking somehow shy and a bit afraid, maybe even sorrowful::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes narrow at the creature and she forms a fireball in her hand:: Well, we missed you once but I wont be making that mistake again. ::she raises her arms to throw it:: Even if you do look like your sorry.
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster cringes, nodding slightly; softly:: Please make it quick.
Maeve Owens: MV: Thats it? No pleading for your life? No attempt to flee? Your taking the fun out of it you know. ::she hesitates, curios about the creatures motives:: Why do you have a death wish when the rest of your kind seemed to be without emotions?
YarnKittymon: : ::very softly:: Because I still remember.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. Well. I'd say stop killing humans and find another source of energy but I wouldn't really trust you to keep your word anyway...
YarnKittymon: : ::even more quietly; she almost looks like she has tears in her bloodshot eyes:: There's no other source. I could drain a cow and it would hardly sustain me for two days. That's why you have to kill me.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::getting annoyed because a tiny nagging conscience she's developed since joining up with Libby and them is making her feel a tad sorry for the creature in front of her:: Then why not just kill yourself? Why make me do it?
YarnKittymon: : ::holds out her left forearm to Maeve; it's ragged like the rotting flesh was torn with a dull knife, but there's no blood at all; softly:: How are Eli and Dolly and little Josh? Is Isaac holding up OK?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grits her teeth:: Yes, they're just fine. ::her head tilts to the side and she examines the woman in front of her:: This might be a pointless question but I might as well ask before I kill you... are you imune to powers? Like ones that might control your impulses?
YarnKittymon: : ::looks just slightly surprised; softly:: I don't know. I couldn't...couldn't control myself before, but he's gone now. I...didn't kill Aggie...I stopped myself...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the fireball flickers and dies; mutters:: I cant kill *something* thats not trying to *hurt* me... and that woman might get away if there isn't anyone thats going to be able to resist their impulses. ::looking utterly disgusted that she doesn't have the desire to fry the monster in front of her::
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: What...what do you want me to do, then?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances down at the girl:: Your old enough to get home on your own arent you?
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl nods, looking back at the monster, still rather scared:: If it doesn't follow me.
Maeve Owens: MV: It wont.
YarnKittymon: : ::the girl nods again, and limps back towards town::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster just watches Maeve, silently::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns, looking at the monster rather skeptically:: Lets go see if you're imune to Mrs. Harts powers, and if you are then you can take her out before she has the chance to turn people against each other. Okay? If not I'll lock ya up somewhere and your death will be far from quick and painless. ::grins::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster nods miserably, and starts walking slowly, more or less in the direction Guy had gone::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::follows a few steps behind the monster watching her closely in case she tries anything::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster keeps on, silently, not trying anything at all, and slows down quite a while later; softly:: They're near.
Maeve Owens: MV: How do you know? ::glances around::
YarnKittymon: : ::they can't see anything yet; the monster murmurs:: I can sense them. Do you want me to drain her? I can't...I don't think I can kill her.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks, shaking her head:: If she tries to elude capture then that would be nice if you could... at least make it to where she cant use her powers on us.
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster nods once; quietly, not looking back at Maeve:: If I go mad and you have to kill me, make sure you tell the kids how much their mom cared about them, and their aunt Mikala loved them, too. ::she walks forward much more quickly, looking much more like a monster, almost like she's ready to dash on all fours::
Maeve Owens: MV: Whoa whoa, what do you mean the kids? What kids?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::although she has a slight sickening feeling that it could be Josh's mother, since she cant tell the monsters age at all not features she's not sure::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster stops and looks back at Maeve--she doesn't look much like the photo of the kids' mother; though it *is* hard to tell, she's much thinner--though that might be because she's mostly dead. She speaks softly:: Joana's kids. Isaac and the others. Especially Joshua.
Maeve Owens: MV: You said that you were a mother and an aunt...
YarnKittymon: : ::shakes her head; softly:: Just an aunt. I became this for them...and I'd do it again.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: And I'm suppose to kill you? *Riiight*. ::becoming even more irritated::
YarnKittymon: : ::looks back at Maeve:: I've killed people before. Maybe again. ::and she stalks off again::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: And so have I. ::picks her pace up and follows the creature::
YarnKittymon: : ::the creature creeps behind a tree, radiating a noise kind of like a wheeze, though it's unclear if she's even breathing at all; ahead, they can see a middle-aged woman walking slowly, a pack on her back; Guy is nowhere to be seen::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::is thinking she must be crazy for bringing along this creature as insurance that the woman will be caught; quielty:: Wait here, if anything funny happens, jump her. ::steps from behind the tree and towards the woman::
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman looks up when she hears Maeve approach, and glares at Maeve:: *You.*
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks at the woman funny:: Gee, I'm sorry, have we met?
YarnKittymon: : ::looks away, and starts walking more quickly:: Your beau ran the radio station, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: He was pretty high up the ladder... how do you know that anyway?
YarnKittymon: : ::glares at Maeve:: Every person on the island has one of those cursed boxes.
Maeve Owens: MV: Have something against the radio Mrs. Hart?
YarnKittymon: : ::she continues her fast pace:: Do you think he's impulsive enough to drown himself?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she jogs ahead and tries to cut in front of the woman to stop her; sarcastically:: You know if you kill Guy you wont stop the cursed boxes. Of course killing Donald back in Marquis wouldnt have solved that either.
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman stops, smiling slightly:: *I* didn't kill him, though, did I?
Maeve Owens: MV: You caused it didn't you? Made him act like he normally wouldn't, so yeah, I'd say you *tried* to kill him.
YarnKittymon: : Does it matter? ::tries to walk around Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::steps in front of her:: Yes. You made a poor little girl kill Agatha.
YarnKittymon: : ::glares coldly:: Maybe they'll leave now.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: The only one thats leaving is *you* and thats really only to the local prison.
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve feels a strong impulse again; Mrs. Hart is trying hard to make her think of Donald, but it might not work::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::it doesn't work, she knows he's gone and she's moved on now. The only thing she's left with is regret for not doing things differently::
YarnKittymon: : ::the feeling of regret is pretty strong, but Maeve feels she has to do *something*, though it may or may not have anything to do with Donald--meanwhile, Mrs. Hart is trying to bolt::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she might feel like she has to do something but she is at a complete loss as to what that something is. Donald is dead... how could she possibly fix things? Although his grave keeps entering her mind and she's almost compelled to go there, even steps in that direction but Mrs. Hart catches her eye and she speaks sharply to the woman:: *Stop*. There is someone in that forest prepared to stop you dead in your tracks. ::she grits her teeth, trying to ignore the impulse but her eyes dart toward Saxton::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster shows herself, looking coldly at Mrs. Hart::
YarnKittymon: : ::Mrs. Hart steps back a step:: Really...there's no need for this. ::walks backwards quickly, trying to escape, but in a moment's time the monster's on top of her and Mrs. Hart isn't moving a muscle; Maeve's head is completely clear again::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head, looking down at the woman and wondering what she was suppose to do with her now::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster looks up at Maeve; softly:: If I keep touching her, she'll die.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Well, its only fair she gets a trial... can you make it to where she wont wake up for a while?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: I'll try, but I might go too far. You have to...have to stop me if I do.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, well that hasn't been an easy task in the past you know... ::glances around:: I hope Guy didn't succeed in drowning himself.
YarnKittymon: : ::nods, concentrating on draining Mrs. Hart, and not speaking; after a couple minutes she steps back, and Mrs. Hart takes a deep breath, and then closes her eyes::
Maeve Owens: MV: Next question... how the heck am I gonna drag her back to town? ::frowns::
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: Don't you want to go after your beau?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns even more:: How long will she stay that way?
YarnKittymon: : ::still softly:: I don't know. I can...stay and watch her, but if she wakes I might...you know...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Fine, I dont care. Just as long as she doesn't get away. ::is starting to become a little worried over Guy's absence:: I'll be back soon. ::she starts to walk away but stops and turns around again:: Um, do you know where someone might go to drown themselves around here?
YarnKittymon: : ::looks rather surprised; softly:: I don't know...I tried it by the graveyard in Saxton.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh, well. This might take a while then. ::goes off in search of Guy and a large body of water::
YarnKittymon: : ::she catches up with Guy pretty quickly; he is headed towards Saxton, though a bit unsteadily from the burn on his shoulder::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she steps in front of him, blocking his path:: Hey, where you running off to? Our suspect is waiting to be thrown in jail.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather upset:: I was going to apologize.
Maeve Owens: MV: Apologize to who?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::as though he's suddenly coming to himself; looks away, and then turns to go the other direction:: No one.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::moves past him to block his way:: You arent getting off that easily. ::softly:: The only person I can think of in Saxton is Donald, and you cant actually *talk* to him.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shudders, looking away:: I think you can.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Then you dont have to walk all the way to his grave to do it. In fact he probably already knows.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::very softly:: Do you...have anything of his?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Yes... why?
YarnKittymon: GU: It's easier to get through that way, don't you think?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she turns around quickly, heading back towards where she left Mrs. Hall; sadly:: I hope not... If those we lost are up in heaven I'd like to think they could hear us no matter what.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks alongside Maeve, his hand on his shoulder, not saying anything more::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glances sideways at him; softly:: Sorry about the shoulder... its kind of the price one pays for hanging around me.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Once we get back home Isaac or Toby can heal it. It's nothing to be bothered about.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: Doesn't this place have a healer?
YarnKittymon: GU: If healers were so common, do you really think there would be a place for doctors on the island? ::cringes heavily, looking away, almost ashamed::
Maeve Owens: MV: It was more like a rhetorical question... I wasn't really sure you should wait until we got to Marquis... and whats the look for?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: I've already told you too much today.
Maeve Owens: MV: Gee, thanks for the reassurance. Of course now you know you might as well spill everything? Leaving it for another day wont solve anything.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: My first wife died in childbirth, because there weren't any doctors around.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::Is surprised at first, having no idea he was once married but her face softens:: Oh. I'm sorry... I... didn't mean to... push. ::looks away::
YarnKittymon: GU: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you so soon, though you'd have to know someday. You've been through more than enough today, though, without me adding to it.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head:: I'm not the one walking away with a burnt shoulder.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly:: How'd you catch Mrs. Hart, anyway?
Maeve Owens: MV: I had some help from an unlikely source... but don't hold your breath... theres no garantee they'll both still be there when we get back.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand, and doesn't speak until they get back to the spot where Mrs. Hart is still lying on the ground, motionless, and the monster is waiting patiently; Guy shies back slightly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::keeps moving forward, tugging on his hand as she does so:: She's harmless. In fact, she has a death wish.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::follows Maeve, still looking perplexed::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster stands when Guy and Maeve return; softly:: She's still unconscious, but not dead. ::looks at Maeve pleadingly:: You promised to keep me from hurting anyone else if I helped you, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looking a little perplexed herself:: Well, not *technically*. I said I'd make sure your death wasn't quick and painless... ::laughs nervously::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster looks at Maeve unblinkingly--whatever traits and memories she might have from her days of being alive, a sense of humor isn't one of them:: Please. I can't bear the thought of seeing any of them like this.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head:: And I *cant* kill someones Aunt. Besides, I'd be going back on my word... I cant kill you quickly... and its gonna hurt... my power is just like that.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I can't...*kill* a monster like a person, but I can keep it from moving...
Maeve Owens: MV: Keep it from moving? And thats better?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Like the monster I had you burn last time. I don't...don't know if it felt pain or not.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looking surprised:: Oh. No wonder you stopped arguing over who... ::looks a bit angry:: I would have stopped her just fine on my own you know!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, sighing:: I think the two of us can manage to drag Mrs. Hart back to town.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances over at the monster, feeling sorry that the woman had to suffer such an awful fate and then looks back to Guy and nods:: Yeah...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Mrs. Hart's arms, gritting his teeth:: Take her feet, please.
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster just watches them, sadly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grabs Hart's feet, and avoids looking in the monster's direction again::

YarnKittymon: : ::the monster tags along with them, no hope in her face except maybe the weird hope that someone will finally put her out of her misery::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::focuses on Mrs. Hart, just hoping she doesn't wake, and doesn't dare look at Maeve or the monster::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she is struggling with the task of walking and holding onto the unconscious woman in her arms.:: So, tell me more about what happened that day in the restaurant.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: What's to tell? You were there. You saw it all.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well what I *thought* I saw wasn't really what was happening. And from what I've been feeling the impulse she creates comes from a feeling that was already there... she just intensifies it.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still not looking at Maeve:: But usually you're able to make yourself stop before you do something wicked. She took that away.
Maeve Owens: MV: So you still *thought* about seriously doing it then? Right?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I'll never know, will I? The thought just crossed my mind, the same way you think of jumping over the edge of a cliff. An impulse; nothing you'd really do.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she doesn't completely trust him although she's trying to not let it show:: And it lasted for that long? Up until you just decided to save him? Which was kind of abrupt you know.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, still focused on Mrs. Hart:: You loved him. That shook me out of it.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she frowns at that, not even sure herself if thats what you'd call her feelings towards Donald at that point in time anyway; softly:: Why'd you want to kill him? I was already walking away with you... and we had just met...
YarnKittymon: GU: I guess you can honestly say that you've never halfheartedly wished a woman out of the picture so you could have the man who loved her.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks up at Maeve, fiercely:: It was wrong, all right? I'll take responsibility. I never should've thought anything like that. But when you spend all your time investigating and reading about crimes and murders, you'll get some ideas you wish you didn't.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she cringes, thinking of her own past and after a pause she responds quietly:: You get *some* ideas?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks away again; softly:: You know...like you're in the bank and the fella opening the safe doesn't block the numbers from you, and men have gotten away with breaking in after hours before...maybe it could work again...::very sharply:: I've never done something like that, though!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces, although she attempts to duck her head to hide it.:: Well, I guess having occasionaly thoughts never hurt anyone. ::looks down at Mrs. Hart and smirks:: Well, unless people like her are around.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly:: What in the world are they going to do with her?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: If it was New York they'd just kill her.
YarnKittymon: GU: She might be killed anyway, but how can they hold her for the trial?
Maeve Owens: MV: Being tried and then sentenced to death is quite different then just offing them... and I dont know how they'll hold her. Either keep her unconscious or hope no one gets the impulse to let her go.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: I've just never met anyone so dangerous before.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: Yeah.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: We're nearing town. Are you going to send your friend back to the woods? ::nods his head towards the monster, who's still following silently, at a short distance::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: I'm not her keeper.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly:: But she can't go into town!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rolls her eyes and then casts her eyes towards the creature:: Um, you might want to hang out here.... the town might go into a panic.
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster looks up at Maeve with her bloodshot eyes; softly:: Do you think they'd kill me?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: They'd probably be in too much of a hurry running for their lives and I'd just rather skip the mass panic.
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster nods and stops walking:: If you think it's right.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Yeah, mass panic is not a pretty sight. ::wrinkles her nose::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::heads towards town; softly:: I don't suppose there would be any evidence in the house...
Maeve Owens: MV: Who knows. Maybe she has a journal about how much she hates the new comers.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smirks:: That would be nice. ::they approach town, and a couple people come running, asking what's happened to Mrs. Hart::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tries to ignore them::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly:: We have testimony that she killed Agatha.
YarnKittymon: : ::the people gathered around seem rather shocked at that::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gives them a fake grin and adjusts her hold on Mrs. Hart::
YarnKittymon: : ::Mrs. Hart stirs, groaning softly; Guy almost drops her in surprise::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stops moving, staring down at the woman; whispers:: Still think we shouldn't have brought her into town?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::curses softly, then starts walking faster, towards the small guard station in the center of town:: Maybe she's still too weak to use her powers.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she grumbles but attempts to pick up her pace. She barely manages to remain upright with Mrs. Hart's extra weight causing issues::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking at Maeve; very softly, though he's still carrying Mrs. Hart:: Or we could just be rid of her for good.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Sure. But then that just brings up other problems. At least if she gets a trial no one can say we were wrong in kiling her.
YarnKittymon: : ::Mrs. Hart's eyes snap open, and she looks rather frightened::
YarnKittymon: GU: She won't have a fair trial! Who's to say she won't just do it again?
Maeve Owens: MV: You might not want to try any impulses on me lady cause the only one I got is to roast *you*. ::glances up at Guy:: Well! You kill her then! I on the other hand am not about to give anyone reason to throw me back in jail!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::can't stop himself, and he draws Mrs. Hart up to him and puts his hand on the back of her neck; she instantly goes limp, her eyes frozen open, the color draining down out of her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she drops the woman and backs away, looking at Guy in complete shock:: Are *you* crazy! These people aren't going to believe it unless there is proof!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::turns rather pale, himself, then, quickly starts dragging Mrs. Hart to the guard office:: Come on; I'll wake her when we get there!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sighs in relief and picks her back up again::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still looking rather afraid:: I'm waking her and then I'm getting right out of the office.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:: Of course that wont solve the problem about keeping her locked up.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I don't care. ::as they near the guard office, he looks about ready to throw her inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's almost ready to throw her inside and be done with it as well:: Yeah well something tells me that she doesn't have to be near you in order to control your impulses. So it might be good to try and ensure they make the trial as soon as possible and find a way to hold her.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods; very quietly:: Can you...stop me if I try to do something awful?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::blinks:: I guess...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods once, and then takes Mrs. Hart into the guard office, explaining what she's done, though he only says he's incapacitated her, not that she's not breathing--the guard locks her in a cell and then Guy revives her in a much less elaborate way than he had Donald::
Maeve Owens: MV: Now how do we keep her from doing anything?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Threats? ::already edging towards the door::
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard looks at Maeve, frowning:: We'll have to find a null variant or something, I guess. ::glances at Mrs. Hart, looking rather worried himself::
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, let me suggest you get on that pretty quick like. ::casts one last glare at the woman and joins Guy at the door::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::feels better once he's out of the guard office, though he looks a bit guilty; softy:: I suppose...we need to find some evidence...
Maeve Owens: MV: Probably. At the moment its only our word against hers. Although the guard didn't seem to object at having her locked away...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::frowns:: Lawley would testify, too, I'm sure, but that might not be enough. ::heads towards Mrs. Hart's house:: But what kind of evidence could we find?
Maeve Owens: MV: I dunno. I've never gone looking for evidence. A journal perhaps? People tend to get themselves in the most trouble by cataloging things.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: I'm not thinking properly. Journals are rare, but it's a rare person who can keep quiet about a crime. We'll just have to interrogate her friends.
Maeve Owens: MV: Does that mean we arent searching her house? People are known for collecting things from their victims too... in fact she was carrying something around with her in the woods.
YarnKittymon: GU: Oh? What was that?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: I dont know. Didn't look. Too busy trying find a body of water that you might want to drown yourself in. What was that about anyway?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::blinks:: Drown myself? That thought's *never* crossed my mind, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: Then I guess she was just trying to send me off on a wild hunt.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: Go back and fetch whatever she was carrying, then. I'll try to find a witness in town.
Maeve Owens: MV: Fetch? What am I? Your faithful dog?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::groans, then, almost sarcastically, his slight British accent more pronounced:: Miss Owens, would you kindly do me the honor of going back to the forest and picking up any evidence Mrs. Hart may have left behind? Or would you rather interview the townspeople here?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::delighted that her comment got to him, a playfull grin graces her features and she lets just a hint of her own Irish accent fade into her words:: Well, if you put it that way then I will just be on me way. ::turns on her heel and heads back towards the forest::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smirks a little, and then gets to work::
YarnKittymon: : ::near the edge of town, the monster is still waiting, a small bundle by her feet::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she gives her an uneasy smile and approaches the monster, glancing down at the bundle at her feet:: Hey, I uh came back to get that bundle she was carrying...
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster steps back, silently; it's a tattered brown backpack::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: Thanks. ::she picks it up and looks inside::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a small locked box inside, and a few clothes, a loaf of bread, wrapped in paper, and one earring::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks at each item, frowning.:: Interesting collection. ::resisting the urge to open the box right now, she closes the bag and with a slight nod to the creature she heads back towards guy::
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster speaks softly as Maeve's leaving:: Am I still needed here?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stops, and looks back:: Uh no, thanks for your help...
YarnKittymon: : ::the monster turns away:: I hope to never see any of you again.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she winces but has no words of comfort so she continues her journey back::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::meets Maeve in the middle of town; softly:: Several people have testified about how much she hated having guests in town, but none said anything about her powers.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::holds the bag up:: She's got a collection of something.
YarnKittymon: GU: Oh? ::looks inside the bag:: Clothes, you mean?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Clothes? ::grabs the bag::
YarnKittymon: GU: A collection of clothes. What's in the box?
Maeve Owens: MV: I didn't open it. Theres an ear ring in there somewhere too. And bread. Maybe she was skipping town.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: Seems likely. ::rummages around in the bag, suddenly looking rather pale, pulling out the earring; softly:: It matches.
Maeve Owens: MV: Agatha's?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: Though if given a chance to testify, Mrs. Hart might convince them we planted it or something.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: Whats in the box?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::tries it:: It's locked. ::hands it to Maeve, then looks around the bag for the key:: Mrs. Hart likely has the key.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she takes it, flipping it around to look at it, then shakes it:: You got something to open these things with?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::reaches into his pocket and takes out a small metal box of tools; looks at Maeve for a moment, then hands it to her; quietly:: So that's how you wound up in jail?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she was reaching for the metal box but her hand freezes in mid air. Her eyes widen and for a moment she's afraid her heart my actually beat right out of her chest. She tries to shrug it off:: Jail? Me? Now what makes you think that. ::smiles::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: You mentioned it earlier. It's all right...it's only fair I'd know something about you, after all I told you.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Did I? ::grumbles:: lovely.
YarnKittymon: GU: Breaking and entering, then?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks at him in a manner that might suggest that she doesn't trust him with the details::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, then smiles weakly:: You already have more on me, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: And I'd like to keep it that way. ::she looks down at the box in her hand which she is now holding kind of awkwardly, like she doesn't know what to do with it anymore as if opening it would just further condemn her::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still smiling a little:: If you don't, I will.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs, still attempting to dig herself out of the grave she thinks she just dug for herself:: Who says I even know how to open it?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: Fine. I'll let you keep lying to me if you like.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glares at him::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::after a pause, smirks:: It's not like a woman could pick a lock anyway, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grits her teeth, knowing it was bait and not about to fall for it:: Would you just open the thing already!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods, taking the box and taking out a pick; sits down to try to pick it, though the pick he's using is so wide it hardly fits in the lock:: This never was my strong suit, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She watches him silently, still glaring at him. She tries to restrain herself but when he takes too long she gets irritated and snatches it from him. She selects a smaller one and with a skill that would make a pro envious she should be able to open it without difficulty::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles widely as the lock springs open; the box has a thin gold necklace in it and a plain gold ring, nothing else::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glances sideways at him with a look that says if he makes one comment she'll knock his teeth down his throat before she turns her attention to the contents of the box:: What is all this for?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::sobers, putting away the lock-picking equipment; softly:: I don't know. We...need to see if it belonged to Agatha.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::closes the box and hands it to him; smirking::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I'll have a guard do it, just to make sure. He'll want to confirm it was Mrs. Hart's box so no one thinks we planted it. ::hides the lockpicks::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::walks off quickly, a bit of a smile returning to his face::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she follows him, still looking rather irritated::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::glances back at Maeve; softly:: I won't tell anyone, I promise.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she relaxes a bit but still looks like she doesn't completely believe it:: And you're just going to leave it at that?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs:: I don't know. I'm a curious fella; you know that.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters quietly:: And thats what I'm afraid of.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand; quietly:: It'll be all right.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::jerks her hand away from him, then points at him:: Dont tell me that! Every time someone says that it just gets worse!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::calmly:: Fine. Things will get worse, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glares:: That doesn't help either.
YarnKittymon: GU: Then things will stay the same. What do you want?
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh gee, I dont know. Forget it ever happened?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Can you forget what Mrs. Hart made us do?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::paranoid:: Whats that suppose to mean?
YarnKittymon: GU: I'm at least partially responsible for...his passing. But you won't forget that, I reckon.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sighs, shaking her head:: Donald's heart was weak before. After those monsters drained him... theres no telling what you did mattered or not. ::shrugs::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: I'm not bothered about that. But if he hadn't...I doubt he'd have proposed, and then he wouldn't have left.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shrugs:: I've blamed myself for that. He would have left eventually anyway. ::frowns:: I guess... ::sighs:: Theres really no use in discussing that.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly, slowly approaching the guard office:: Don't blame yourself, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she forces herself to keep quiet before she gives away anything else that she shouldn't::


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