~Friday, March 24, 1933~

YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor takes Jack aside soon after Delores comes back safe and sound; softly:: Since everyone's all right, I can get your wife out today, provided she agrees to take classes on controlling her powers three times a week. :
YarnKittymon: :frowns deeply:: And if it happens again...I'll be run out of Marquis, so you'll likely be removed from town as well.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rolls his eyes:: And this place was meant to be the accepting part of the world
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor frowns, shaking his head:: Never mind that no real harm came to it, some fellas are mad that they lost time off work, or don't like spending time with their wives, I guess. ::softly:: I'm sorry, Jack.
Quantum Catz: JK: Ain't your fault - in fact you've been better'n some - i'm grateful for that
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor nods; quietly:: Some things are worth standing up for. She'll be out of the cell by the time you get there.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::nods and holds out his hand to the mayor:: Thanks, mate
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor shakes Jack's hand, daring to smile a bit, and much of the fearful look he'd had on previous encounters with the man gone:: Break the news about the training to her, will you? I don't think she'd like hearing it from me.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: You're damn right, she won't - but it's better'n stayin' in that cell
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor nods, just glad this whole ordeal is behind him, for now::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::leaves the mayor and heads off to meet Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::the warden is just unlocking Libby's cell as Jack walks in; the woman quickly walks across the room to meet her husband and hugs him tight::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Great feelin', ain't it?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs softly:: How many times did *you* get out, Jack?
Quantum Catz: JK: Well i wasn't often *let* out but hey
YarnKittymon: LB: ::kisses him on the cheek, then turns to leave the jail:: Bet you'll miss being a free man, though, won't you?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Ah, it isn't so bad
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at him:: I guess I can make up for it tonight.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles and puts his arm around her:: That sounds like a plan
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: I should probably go check on Maeve...
Quantum Catz: JK: Alright - i'm sure the others'll want to see you too
YarnKittymon: LB: ::kisses him again:: I'll be home in an hour or two, so you can have a home-cooked meal for a change.
Quantum Catz: JK: You don't have t'cook anything, you know - i'm sure i could manage to make somethin' since you just got out of jail n' all
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles, looking rather touched:: All right, but I hope you'll at least let me do the dishes.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: I think i could live with that


YarnKittymon: LB: ::before even going home, she goes to find Maeve, checking her house first::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nothing stirs at her house::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns, and finally decides to check the shop, since she needs to check up on it anyway::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's there returning some garments to their rightful spots::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles to see the shop in good order through the window; she walks in, and the bell attached to the door rings:
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks up when she hears the bell, and her mouth drops open in surprise:: Libby! You're out! ::she drops the clothes she was hanging in order to give Libby a hug::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs a bit at Maeve's enthusiasm, hugging her back:: Yeah; with any luck, for good. Are you all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::still smiling:: Of course. And look, the store isn't even burnt down.
YarnKittymon: LB: It looks like you did well.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs, turning back to pick up the clothes:: Probably not as good as what you'd have done but it wasn't all bad.
YarnKittymon: : ::the door-bell rings again, and a woman starts to walk in with her small child...when she sees Libby there, her expression shifts to a frown, and she turns and leaves without a word::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at the door, cringing::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::cringes too:: I'm sorry Libby... maybe things will get better once everyone stops over reacting.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Has business been down too awfully?
Maeve Owens: MV: It's been ok... not enough to worry yourself over.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: Good. Thank you for minding it so well.
Maeve Owens: MV: No problem. I don't mind taking it for a while longer either... if you *need* the time to regroup.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: No...I'll be taking off soon enough, for the baby. ::looks up at Maeve, a little worried:: Why didn't you tell me you I sent you back to Coney?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pauses, then slowly turns to look at her. She frowns:: Who told you that?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Raymond came to the island, with Mrs. Brewer. That's why I was released.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Oh. Yeah. ::laughs weakly:: Forgot to send him his money. ::she frowns:: He was with Mrs. Brewer?
YarnKittymon: LB: I guess we can't call her "Mrs." anymore, between her poor husband being gone two years and now Raymond.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I guess thats good for him then. He asked about Erin... ::she shakes her head::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Why didn't you tell me, Maeve? Did you get hurt?
Maeve Owens: MV; ::she sighs heavily:: It's nothing. Dont worry about it. ::busies herself with fixing the clothes::
YarnKittymon: LB: So you were. Is it all right now?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smiles weakly:: Yes, I'm fine.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: What happened? Did the police find you?
Maeve Owens: MV: Yep. ::she smirks:: You'd think after all this time they'd have forgotten what I looked like.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::cringes:: What did they do to you? How'd you escape?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she sighs:: I was shot, went through the humiliation of having Eli save me a second time, was taken to the hospital and then Becky came and got me. End of story. As I said, it was no big deal.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stares at Maeve, looking a bit hurt and rather scared; whispers:: Maeve, I'm so sorry.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks rather saddened; gently:: Libby dont... I was fine. Okay? ::she looks away guiltily:: I'm sorry I even told you...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Where were you shot?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stares ar Libby for a moment before replying softly:: The leg. No where vital. Of course if I hadn't been wanted for murder in the first place it wouldn't have happened.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Well, that was for us as much as anything. Is it all right now?
Maeve Owens: MV: It's fine. ::she pauses for a moment:: Are *you* okay?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I should be, now. Do you want to get something to eat? My appetite's back.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smiles:: Sure. ::she walks around the counter to grab the keys::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::lets Maeve lock up, then heads to a cafe...a couple people on the street seem to shy away from her, but no one says anything, at least::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::whispers:: You never know... they could just be scared of me... lord knows enough people have been in my day. It's actually kind of good once you get used to it. People dont bug you as much.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I like people, though. And I'm a shopkeep, besides; it's no good if I scare my customers off.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs:: I'm sure they'll learn to live with it. Although you might want to be carefully... you never know when one might really want a vacation they dont have to ask for time off for.
YarnKittymon: LB: You think I did it on *purpose*?
Maeve Owens: MV: Of course not! That's not what I meant. I was only kidding about how someone else might think you could accidently send them on a free vacation...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: That's what Becky's for, isn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head:: Never mind.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, going into a small café; she's friends with one of the waitresses, who came to visit her a couple times when she was in jail, and the woman greets them as they enter::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she follows Libby in, happy that at least one person is happy to see her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down at a table in the corner and orders two lunches for herself without looking at the menu; looks at Maeve:: Get what you like; I'm buying.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tries to hide a smile while she moves to sit down. Her ankle gives out on her and she starts to tople forward, saved only by pitching herself into her seat. When she does that the arm of the chair catches on her stitched up
Maeve Owens: leg and she lets out a pained yelp::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::gets up as quickly as she can and tries to help Maeve up:: Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm fine ::she replies while biting down on her lower lip::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::crouches, lifting the hem of Maeve's skirt, trying to examine her leg:: What's wrong?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::squeals in alarm, yanking her skirt back down which catches on the stitches again. She gasps:: Nothing....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stands up:: I'm getting Isaac.
Maeve Owens: MV: No! ::grabs for Libby's leg::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::turns back towards Maeve, nearly falling, herself:: You're hurt! Why not?
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm not... ::slowly gets up. Theres already some blood dotting her skirt:: It's just the stitches. I'm fine. I promise....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sees the blood, and shakes her head:: You're bleeding!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances down and winces; pathetically:: It'll stop... besides you ordered food...
YarnKittymon: LB: Kerrie can keep it warm for me, Maeve. You're more important. Besides, it's my fault all this happened in the first place!
Maeve Owens: MV: sshhh! ::whispers:: Everyone thinks I went to the beach.... remember?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks puzzled for just a moment, then, smoothly:: I meant, you wouldn't be hurt if I hadn't insisted we come to my favorite cafe. Come on, now. ::takes Maeve's arm::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pouts but lets Libby lead her from the room::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads right towards Isaac's, still looking rather worried::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she slows down:: We don't really have to bother him do we? All we need is Toby...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns:: You know how much that hurts, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: Isaac cant heal the stitches away.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, then heads over to Toby's::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::answers when Libby knocks, frowning to see blood on Maeve's skirt:: Isn't Isaac home? Or do you just need your clothes fixed?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::not looking all that happy; mutters:: The stitches need to come out.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods, stepping back to let them come in:: I should probably get Isaac, though; it'll go better if he helps.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she groans:: Is there really need to bother him over a few stitches?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles, motioning to a chair for Libby:: I'll be right back. ::walks out::
Maeve Owens: MV: But- :::she sighs heavily as he walks out, starting to look a tad worried::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Didn't he already heal you?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods:: Yeah but he healed the stitches into my skin. ::she bites her lip::
YarnKittymon: LB: He won't mind healing you again, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shaking her head:: Probably will be mad since I waited so long to even say anything. ::she bites her lip again::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: Just say you didn't understand they needed to come out.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grins weakly::

Quantum Catz: IS: ::arrives soon after that with Toby; goes straight to Maeve:: Hey, how you feeling?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles weakly:: I'm fine. It's nothing... ::shrugs::
Quantum Catz: IS: You should've told someone before now
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs again:: We had Libby to worry about and with all that was going on I barely even thought about the stitches...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: If I'm careful, I can get them out without even hurting you; leave Isaac to do the rest.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Where do you want me? ::sighs::
YarnKittymon: TY: Just sit down and put your leg up, if it doesn't hurt too bad.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::takes a seat on the couch, propping her leg up like he said::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::goes to sit beside her, ready to heal her leg when Toby's done::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::gently nudges Maeve's skirt up, revealing the bleeding wound on her leg, along with a deep, jagged scar near it; he melts the string out of Maeve's leg effortlessly::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::uses his powers to heal the wound as soon as Toby's done::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::too busy worrying about the scar to pay attention to the pain and it's over before she even realizes it's happening. Relieved no one said a thing, she starts to pull her leg down to sit up::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: I can fix that other cut up, if you want. Swimsuit season's coming.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She keeps her eyes averted while she considers his offer. After a moment she slowly stretches her leg back out; quietly:: I guess if you don't mind...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::glances at Isaac:: I don't know if you can make it hurt less?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::looks at Maeve, wondering how she got the scar:: I don't know - i can try though
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: Just try not to heal her, or we'll be fighting each other, me trying to destroy the scar and you trying to keep it. You ready?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She's still staring at some point past her feet so she misses Isaac's look::
Quantum Catz: IS: Yeah
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles slightly:: Shouldn't be near as bad as the last ones I healed for you. ::before Maeve can reply, he sets to work removing the scar as quickly as he can::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::feeling like she wants to slip through the cracks, she steals herself against the pain in case Isaac's can't ease it for some reason::
YarnKittymon: YarnKittymon rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 2
YarnKittymon: : ::Isaac's power eases Maeve's pain quite a bit, making the sensation of Toby melting her flesh just a bit unpleasant, instead of painful like fire::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she cringes a little, and tries not to shift her leg any::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::finishes in short order, smiling at Maeve a bit:: I hope that's the last one I missed.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::forces a small smile:: Yeah... uh, thanks.
Quantum Catz: IS: Did my powers help the pain?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles a little more easily:: Was I screaming?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't comment, not finding this nearly so funny::
Quantum Catz: IS: Would you have screamed anyway?
Maeve Owens: MV: Either that or I would have lit Toby on fire. ::smiles slightly::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: That's no fun, believe me.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles a little more easily:: Was I screaming?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't comment, not finding this nearly so funny::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::Chuckles:: Wouldn't imagine it would be
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stands up:: I guess I should be getting Libby back to her meal.... ::smiles apologetically at her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: It's all right...didn't you want to talk to Isaac, anyway?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::does want to ask about her scar but says:: It's alright, Libby - we can talk later - i'm sure you want to spend some time with her now that you're free again
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stood frozen there for a second but she smiles now:: And I feel bad for taking you away from your food now that you have your appetite back.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::flushes slightly:: It's for the baby's sake, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::softly:: I guess that's even a better reason to go back then...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: She can walk, you know, Maeve; if you'd rather stay back here a few minutes, I can walk her over.
YarnKittymon: LB: I don't need an escort, Toby!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she eyes the two of them, trying to think of why they might be conspiring against her for some reason::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::doesn't say anything because he too feels like their friends are pushing for them to talk::
YarnKittymon: TY: : ::smiles at Maeve, though there's a bit of irreverence in it:: Just trying to help.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads for the door, glancing back at Maeve and Isaac::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles at Isaac:: See you later then?
Quantum Catz: IS: Of course - come and see me after you've eaten if you want
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods, wishes him farewell and starts off towards Libby::

YarnKittymon: : ::during the lunch, Libby advises Maeve that she might be more open with poor Isaac, and says she's pretty sure the man won't just run away from her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::so after Libby's little lecture at lunch, she heads over to Isaac, although she does take her time and its a while before she finds herself knocking on his door::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::opens the door and smiles when he sees her:: Hey, did you have fun with Libby?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::thinks about the conversation and cant help but smile a little:: Uh, yeah. Very insighful... ::pauses a second, then quickly:: You busy?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles:: I think i can make time for you ::steps back to let her inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::eyes widen; jokingly:: You think? Doesn't sound too promising there.. ::she enters anyway::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::grins:: Alright, i can definitely make time for you
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grinning:: That's sounding better... ::she makes her way into the sitting area and plops down on the couch::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::Sits down beside her:: How's the leg? All better now?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the grin fades a bit:: Yeah. I think I might have taken you for granted just a bit... wasn't planning on being on another contenent getting shot again. ::she pauses, biting down on her lip for a moment:: At least I know I wont have to worry about having scars from pyscho serial killers who decide to kidnap me for no other good reason than to torture ex boyfriends.
Quantum Catz: IS: ::looks a bit surprised at maeve's words and doesn't say anything for a moment; then he reaches out to touch her cheek:: Is that where the scar came from?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grasps his hand:: Yeah. Donald got a little too upset in prison when said serial killer had that "racy" photo of me. ::she smirks, shaking her head:: I think I'm cursed. My past always comes back to haunt me in some way or another.
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles at her:: It's part of who you are - i'm glad that you feel you can tell me about it...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grins:: I'll get the hang of this eventually... ::looking serious all of the sudden and rather awed; jokes:: Especially since it doesn't seem to hurt...
Quantum Catz: IS: ::leans forward and kisses her forehead:: Confiding in people isn't meant to hurt - it's meant to make you feel better
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles contentedly:: Yeah but usually people just press for more then it brings things back that you'd just rather forget or it just makes people feel sorry for you. Or its a different kind of circumstance that makes them disgusted and they leave. Not saying that's going to happen... I'm just rambling.
Quantum Catz: IS: Why would someone be disgusted?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: The racy photo is enough to disgust most people.
Quantum Catz: IS: Well i'm not - i wish you hadn't had to do something like that, but i understand
Maeve Owens: MV: Hmph. *You* wish I hadn't? ::she shivers, her thoughts taking her to a rather troubled place. She shakes her head.:: Anyway... we going to find a way to salvage this afternoon into something more rememberable?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles:: I'm with you, that makes it memorable anyway
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs:: Okay, I guess you got me there. ::but still the need to get a little more out of this than a trip down memory lane, she reaches forward to draw him into a kiss::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::kisses her back, honetly happy just to be with her::


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