~Thursday, May 12, 1932~

YarnKittymon: : ::they're not all that close to the other radio station when they come up on a small flophouse nearly half a mile from the beaten path, which has fairly good communication with the underground network on Kitar Island, and likely a couple fellas Jack knows inside::
Quantum Catz: JK: Come on - if someone knows where she is, these guys should be able to tell me
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods and follows Jack::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::follows as well::
YarnKittymon: : ::the cabin seems to belong to a farm that was abandoned at least twenty years ago, judging from the condition and the foliage growing up on the once-cleared forest land--inside, it's dark and musty, but there's a few people inside, one of whom smiles to see Jack, showing three missing teeth, though he pauses uncertainly when he sees the two people with him:: Nice to see you again, Jack. How's business?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles slightly:: Even better if you can hook me up with the broad who got the radio station coupla days back
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks around, trying to appear nonchalant::
YarnKittymon: : ::it's hard to see in the dark, but there's two other men besides Jack's acquaintance--one busily drinking out of a square bottle in one of the back corners, and the other eyeing Maeve with a rather amused expression--he looks a cut above the other two, which isn't saying much::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man's thick eyebrows raise:: Oh? What's the price?
Quantum Catz: JK: Depends - d'you actually know where she is?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glares at the guy then quickly looks away::
YarnKittymon: : ::Jack's acquaintance smirks:: Depends--how much you got?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man Maeve glared at stands up, looking rather annoyed:: Just get to it, Bricks. You want your power back too, right?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::glances at the man who spoke and then turns to Bricks:: Sound like a good enough price for ye?
YarnKittymon: : ::Bricks shrugs, looking a little annoyed:: She was in late yesterday, with some fella who still had his powers; devil knows how. They got the slip on us; took half our...*entertainment* provisions, too.
Quantum Catz: JK: You know the fella at all?
YarnKittymon: : ::shakes his head:: Never seen him before. Didn't look too rough, though he acted it. I'm guessing he just took up with that whore and'll be gone as soon as she's done using him.
Quantum Catz: JK: What was his power?
YarnKittymon: : ::frowns:: Good luck against 'im. He near suffocated us all.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: great another one of those.
Quantum Catz: JK: How?
YarnKittymon: : ::shrugs:: It just feels like someone's sitting on your chest.
Maeve Owens: MV: Thats great, *now* do you know where they are headed?
YarnKittymon: : ::shrugs again:: Probably the next house away from Compton. Southwest from here; Jack knows it. It's a *much* nicer place than *this*; you fellas ought to enjoy it, and the lady could make a pretty penny.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes narrow and she steps forward looking like she is about to deck the guy:: And just what are you trying to imply!
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shakes his head:: Maeve, it don't matter - let's just get going - they've got a had start on us
YarnKittymon: : They've got a horse a lot faster than yours, too, without a cart to drag. You'll have to whip yours pretty good to make it...unless they stay a couple days.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stops, looking like she really wants to follow through with it but shakes it off, kind of afraid where it would get her without her powers::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::curses and mutters:: Come on ::heads out::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gives him one last hostile look and turns to follow::


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