YarnKittymon: : ::it's not until all the cast
members reach the set in the forest that the director notices
the film is missing; he has some rather hushed conversations with
his guards and a few of the crew::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's standing where the rest of the actors are, doing like she normally does and pretending that nothing is amiss.::
Quantum Catz: VI: ::is standing with a drink of water in her hand, looking bored::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::finally comes out, so furious that the expression's almost gone from his face:: Has anyone seen that worthless lout Harry?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she ignores him::
Quantum Catz: VI: ::puts on an expression of concern:: Is everything alright?
YarnKittymon: IC: ::looks back at Vivian and Maeve, his eyes lingering on the latter:: Where *is* he?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::having been eyeing Ms. December and her water bottle, she's suddenly struck with an idea, so as she shoots the director a confused look accompanied by a small shrug, she nonchalantly backs up into
Maeve Owens: Ms. December in an effort to drench the woman with her own water.::
Quantum Catz: VI: ::Maeve knocks her hand and it splashes the woman's shirt; Vivian gasps and then pushes Maeve back forward with her other hand:: Get off of me, you clumsy oaf! Who would have thought that coming here would mean working with such *low-lifes*
YarnKittymon: IC: ::though he still looks rather upset and unhappy, he puts a hand on Vivian's shoulder, and warmly says:: I know it's upset you, and I appreciate all the hard work you've done, Miss December, but I think you're right. Maybe it's best if we go back and produce this on the mainland.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stumbles a few steps forward but cant contain her pleased smile:: Oops? Did I do that? I honestly didn't see you there. You're *so* easy to over look when you aren't whining about something. ::turning to the man:: Oh? What a shame.
Quantum Catz: VI: ::smiles at Ichabod:: Really? Because i have quite a few friends who might be interested in getting involved - and of course they would be *experienced*
YarnKittymon: IC: ::nods:: I'm disappointed, but it really wouldn't do to have a star of your caliber unhappy, so I'll make the sacrifice.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::groans:: Good, cause I honestly cant take any more of this. ::she points between Ichabod and Ms. December:: You'd think she was the queen of England.
Quantum Catz: VI: Oh, you know i would work anywhere if it was for the good of the film ::turns to smile at Maeve:: Well i don't see the queen being able to command sums for her film appearances, do you?
Maeve Owens: MV: I might if she actually took a notion to be in them.
Quantum Catz: VI: I still doubt that she'd be quite as in demand as i am though - you see people don't want to see ugly old women on screen - what would be the point in that when you could visit your grandmother for less?
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh I dont know, because she's more important than you will ever be? ::smiles:
YarnKittymon: IC: ::smiles at Vivian:: Come now, no need to stoop to her level, Miss December. We'd best hurry back to Marquis.
Quantum Catz: VI: ::turns back to Ichabod:: Of course ::glances back at Maeve:: And dear? I am sorry that you won't get to make your film appearance after all, but suppose some people just aren't good enough for the camera ::flicks her hair and turns to go::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs:: Lucky for me I never wanted to turn into the likes of you. ::attempts to secretively slip her foot out to trip the annoying little brat::
YarnKittymon: : ::the Japanese actor watches, frowning, and trying to pull Maeve back from Miss December::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grumbles, then attempts to jerk from his grasp::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man's hold on Maeve isn't very tight, since he's rather shy to touch her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::since she isn't going to have anymore fun tormenting Ms. December, she casually turns to go without another word. Deciding to head back to her normal job::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::gets everyone gathered and heads back to Marquis, rather upset at being unable to track down Harry::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::when he gets back to Marquis and can't find Harry, he's even more furious, and has to get further away from his actors, so as not to upset them or appear to be losing control--he goes to Libby's shop, glaring at the owner and her employee:: I *hope* you're happy now!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::does her best to appear confused, though she's not afraid of the man anymore, and she almost smiles::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she grins:: Lets see, not having to wake up at 6am? Not having to listen to Ms. December and you... oh no, I'm heart broken.
YarnKittymon: IC: I *knew* you were responsible! And we're leaving, all right? But if you give us the films you've hidden, we'll leave a lot easier.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sincerely:: I have no idea where your films.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head mutely::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::looks around, his eyes narrowing:: We could have bought costume pieces here, you know. From what I understand that might have helped you out a bit, Mrs. Richards.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::flushes slightly, but just glares at Ichabod::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::enters the shop then, having come to see Libby; his expression darkens when he sees Ichabod and the glare on Libby's face doesn't help his mood::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smirks:: So what was that about you leaving town again? When should we expect you to be gone? This afternoon perhaps?
YarnKittymon: IC: ::looks back when he hears the bell tied to the door ring, looking a little upset to see Jack, though he doesn't dare confront the man::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles humourlessly:: Leavin' are you? If there's nothing else yer wanting then shouldn't you be goin'?
YarnKittymon: IC: ::coldly:: Just a little stolen property.
Maeve Owens: MV: Maybe you should be speaking to your crew about that.
Quantum Catz: JK: My wife isn't a thief and neither's Maeve so i'm pretty sure your business here's done ::folds his arms::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::softly:: I'm pretty sure you're in on it, and if you are, those two aren't far from it.
Quantum Catz: JK: In on what? I ain't much of a one for the law but i'm pretty sure they like evidence for things n since we ain't done anything, you haven't got any
YarnKittymon: IC: ::suddenly glares at Jack:: You watch your back, is all I can say. I got an upset crew on my hands and they might catch you in the act of something sometime, and *get* some proof.
Maeve Owens: MV: They'll be on the mainland with you, so take your idle threats and get out of here. Go produce your movie with more *experienced* actors.
YarnKittymon: IC: ::glares at Maeve:: You weren't even fit to be an *extra* alongside Miss December. I'm sorry I even thought you were *pretty.* ::turns away quickly and walks out the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she laughs, not caring about his opinion in the slightest::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::follows Ichabod out of the door::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::if he notices he's being followed, he doesn't show it; he just walks quickly towards the tavern he's staying::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::calls after him:: There was somethin' else i wanted to say t'you, mate
YarnKittymon: IC: ::turns back, now walking backwards towards his tavern:: I don't want to hear it.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks slightly:: Ain't you man enough to stop n listen to me? N don't think hidin' in the tavern'll help you - who d'you think helps get them their alcohol?
YarnKittymon: IC: ::stops, glaring at Jack:: Fine; out with it.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::all of the humour fades from Jack's face and there's a cold look in his eyes; he moves forward and grabs Ichabod's shirt, pulling him forward:: If you ever threaten my wife again i will personally hunt you down and rip your eyes out - you'll never see another film again, never mind make one - and don't assume you can get the best of me either - cos there're more people on my side than you'll ever know
YarnKittymon: IC: ::all the color fades from his face, but he keeps his eyes fixed on Jack, not replying, or even moving a muscle, not unlike a stunned rabbit caught in a wolf's jaws::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::mutters:: Remember that before you go messing with people you don't know ::pushes the man backwards and turns to go::
YarnKittymon: IC: ::just stares after Jack, fearing and hating the man more than ever, now::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::once he's far enough away from the man he sighs and runs his hand over his face; under his breath:: You almost sounded like the old man there, Jack, mate
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