~Tuesday, January 12, 1931~

Quantum Catz: BM: ::is in her kitchen, sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal, occasionally pausing to just stare out of the window::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::is there as well, sitting next to Becky, in his pajamas; he's already scarfed down his cereal:: I wonder how they're doing.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::is wrapped up in a thick dressing gown; softly:: They'll be okay, won't they?
YarnKittymon: TY: I'm sure they will. Libby was doing fine, and Maeve didn't look so bad.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::nods, not saying anything, then adds:; She's going to marry him, can you believe it?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head; simply:: No. I guess weirder things have happened, but I can't even imagine.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Well i guess he did sort of help to save her life...even if it was his fault in the first place
YarnKittymon: TY: He's good at that, isn't he? Getting people into trouble, then apologizing and trying to make it better once it's too late?
Quantum Catz: BM: :smiles weakly:: Yeah, well, we probably wouldn't be where were are now if it wasn't for him
YarnKittymon: TY: You say that like it's a good thing. ::smiling a little too::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs and looks at Toby:: Just think how much harder life would be if i were an unaging ghost and we were on the mainland spending our whole time hiding our powers
YarnKittymon: TY: ::stands up and looks over Becky's scalp carefully:: But then you wouldn't have this gray hair, would you? ::gently tugs a bit of her hair, a large enough bit so it doesn't hurt much::
Quantum Catz: BM: Hey ::laughs and reaches up to cover her head with her hands:: I don't have grey hairs!
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grins, taking his hand away from Becky's head and changing a few of his own locks:: I'm not a liar, Becky; watch out or you'll be gray as a mule.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::runs her fingers through her hair, pulling it forward to look at it; laughing:: You didn't make it grey, did you? You're dead, if you have
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs:: I also don't like being a dead man. You're fine, but you just wait; one day you're going to wake up *chartruse.*
Quantum Catz: BM: ::makes a face but can't help grinning:: You leave my hair be - i'm quite happy with the standard brown, thank you very much ::shakes her head so the long strands fall over her shoulders::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs:: You looked good blonde too.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: I don't think it was really me though
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles:: Nah; you're right. You're a little better this way.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smirks:: A little better? ::tilts her head and clasps her hands:: Ah, what praise, now i feel so loved
YarnKittymon: TY: Come on. It's like the difference between...a hot fudge sundae with whipped cream and a cherry, and one with whipped cream, a cherry, and nuts. They're both great.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::laughs:: Well that's a little better
YarnKittymon: TY: ::blushes bright red, and turns away:: You want to go visit Libby and Maeve?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::her smile fades slightly:: Yeah...i do want to check they're alright
YarnKittymon: TY: ::slowly gaining control of the color of his face:: I'm sure they are. I'll go get changed, then.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::nods:: I'll just finish my cereal first...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grumbles slightly:: How many more years 'til they start putting prizes in?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: If you're that desperate i could go find you some cereal prizes
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head quickly:: Don't do that. I could make some just as easy, besides. ::grins:: Maybe I will...next time we go to the store, remind me. I'll give some people a start.
Quantum Catz: BM: Long as you don't pick anything overly modern
YarnKittymon: TY: You're no fun. It wouldn't hurt anything, would it?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: A toy in someone's cereal? ....Probaby not
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grins:: Unless it's a jagged metal Krusty-O, of course. ::goes back to get changed::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles until Toby's gone, though she finishes the rest of her cereal looking rather sombre::
YarnKittymon: : ::Becky and Toby arrive at Libby's house a bit later; it's a pleasant, wooden-frame, two-bedroom place just off the main strip of Marquis; it's nicely painted and she grows vegetables in the summer::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::unlocks the door with her key and then calls Libby's name to see if she's either awake or downstairs at least::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is downstairs, reclined on the sofa; calls out from the living room:: I'm in here.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::moves into the living room and smiles weakly at Libby:: Hey, how're you feeling?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly:: Could be worse, I guess.
Quantum Catz: BM: We could've walked you home, you know, instead of you going on your own
YarnKittymon: LB: She probably needed the room anyway. And I'm all right; just sore.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::goes to sit on one of the nearby chairs:: Are...are you sure? Before Toby...the doctor didn't think...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::stands behind Becky, silently::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::weakly:: Lucky thing you two happened by, then.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down at her hands:: I thought...i was afraid....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: If I had my senses, I would've been, too, but when you've lost a lot of blood you don't think so clearly.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::a faint smile crosses her lips at that and then she adds:: Well...i guess....it doesn't matter so much anymore....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks a little:: Speaking of blood, would you do me a favor?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up:: What?
YarnKittymon: LB: You know that trenchcoat I've had in the shop since September?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns: Yeah, what about it?
YarnKittymon: LB: It won't sell, and I'm sure I ruined Jack's coat. Would you give it to him?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly:: I'm sure it didn't bother the guy that much
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Well, he *did* warn me not to be a fool.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles humourlesly:: He's a smart guy - you could've died
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: But Maeve could've, too. I didn't think it'd happen that way...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down:: but it's too early for M-- ::stops::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Becky:: What do you...don't tell me you checked?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shakes her head:: I mean...not...really...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::groans:: You could've told me before I went in there like a...a stubborn-headed fool. Though I guess there was nothing stopping that fella from hurting her pretty bad.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Telling you that might've just changed what i know...if you hadn't gone in...maybe she'd be...gone...now....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: All's well that ends well, they say. I won't have any scars, anyway.


YarnKittymon: DL: ::has stayed by Maeve's side all night, and is currently leaned over onto the table she's on--fast asleep, with his rather cold hand gently atop of one of hers::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she woken up several times during the night, plagued with nightmares and has fought to stay awake. She lost the battle and dosed off again. She's starting to move in her sleep again, whimpering softly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::wakes a bit, though he's not fully there yet::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grows a little more restless:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::wakes fully, standing up; he's extremely sore and stiff; gently shakes Maeve's shoulder:: Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::flinches away from his touch, crying out softly. She is still caught inside her dream:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::steps back a full step, taking his hand off of Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes snap open and she tries to sit up, her scream catching in her throat. She gazes nervously around the room, her breathing a little heavy and for a moment she thinks she still imprisoned inside the house:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Maeve, it's all right. I'll leave if you want me to.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly::: I want out of here.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::draws nearer to Maeve:: Do you want me to help? I think...you're well enough, if you're careful.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::holds out his arm to Maeve:: I'm sorry all of this happened. I'll...explain if you like, but I...understand if you never want to see me again.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::hesitantly she takes his arm, not meeting his eyes; quietly::: I already know.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Everything? How?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes close and she stiffens a little, pulling away.:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down, releasing Maeve; quietly:: I'm sorry. Maeve, if there's anything I can do for you...anything at all...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still not looking at him, sadly::: Just get me out of here.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, holding out his arm again; softly:: I'm sorry, Maeve. You deserve...a real knight. Someone better than me. But what's a knight supposed to do when he hasn't slept for days and the dragon he faces has his talon on the throat of a good friend of the damsel's?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she gives him a funny look and reach out for his arm again:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sighs:: Look, I don't...don't want you to...to worry about anything...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::attempts to pull herself out of bed, in a hurry to get out of there:::: Worry about what? Theres nothing to worry about. :::stops for a moment::: Wheres Libby?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks around:: I don't know...she must've gone home.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::scoots herself to the edge of the table and slides off. She has one hand on the bed to support herself but she doesn't look to steady::: Oh. :::frowns::: then she's okay?
YarnKittymon: DL: I'm sure they wouldn't let her go if she weren't, and I'm sure they would've told us if she were worse.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::using the table for support, she makes her way towards the door, her face etched in pain from her sore muscles and her other injuries:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::finally goes over and supports Maeve:: I don't care if you don't like it; I'll at least get you out of here safe.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stiffens at his sudden approach, her head snapping up to look at him and when she sees its him, she sighs. She forces her muscles to relax and allows him to assist her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I promise I won't hurt you. ::helps Maeve walk::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: I...I hope to God he really *didn't* do any worse to you, but if he did...I'll do anything you want to do...even marry you if it'd make it easier on you...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks up at him, blinking several times, then angrily::: What are you talking about? Marry me? Out of what? pity! Is that what I get! I was wondering why we inded up together but I guess I got my answer! No one is probably going to want a scarred up woman huh?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks shocked:: That's not what I meant, Maeve! I meant, I'd raise that child as my own, if you wanted me to!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at him::: Well thats a good thing cause you might still be raising one on your own!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down:: I will, Maeve, if you...if that's what you want
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grumbles::: I would hope that would be what you want.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: Even if it wasn't mine.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::jerks away from him::: And why wouldn't it be yours! Just because of one lousy photo done ages ago all of the sudden I'm going to sleep with every man in sight!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head:: I know you wouldn't! I just don't know what he did to you!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::for a moment she looks puzzled. Then it dawns on her and she looks away; quietly::: No, he never got the chance.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks away too; in a low voice:: Thank God for small miracles.
Maeve Owens: MV: Can we keep moving?
YarnKittymon: DL: If you let me help you. ::takes Maeve's arm again, rather timidly:: What...were you trying to say? What did you think I meant?
Maeve Owens: MV: Uh, nothing. Nevermind.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I guess he hit you pretty hard.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she holds onto his arm and venutures another step forward:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is quiet for a while, then, as they're near the door:: I thought about you every day I was locked up, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down at Maeve, and is so surprised to see her smile, he nearly trips::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Wait, how did you get here so early?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Seth sent me pictures of you. He'd been watching you. Jack and I broke out as soon as we could.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shivers::: Oh.
YarnKittymon: DL: It *was* my fault, but only because I couldn't... I went mad in there, but that picture was the closest I had to you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::closes her eyes::: And if I'd never done it, then none of this would ever be happening. :::glances up at him quickly::: Dont tell them about it, I dont think I could stand if they knew too... that... it existed.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::soberly:: I'd never tell them, Maeve. I love you, and I'm sorry you went through such a hard time that was all you could do to get by.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gives him another puzzled look but doesn't say anything:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I fancy I know you well enough, Maeve. You wouldn't've done it just for fun. That was all you could do to make money. ::they approach Maeve's house, slowly::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stays silent, concentrating on moving her feet:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't take Maeve's silence as anything sinister; quietly:: I'm not bothered, of course, but I'm sure Toby could make you better, if you wanted.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly::: I'm fine.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stops in front of Maeve's house; softly:: I'm sorry about the door.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Why.. I mean.. I dont remember-
YarnKittymon: DL: We knocked it about off its hinges. We didn't know...I'd thought maybe you'd...maybe you were inside, but couldn't say anything when we knocked...
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. :::sighs::: Well, lets get this over with.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, helping Maeve inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::immediately flips on the light switch:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly wishes he had left Maeve's side for a whole five minutes to tidy up, or at least hide the collage::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she catches sight of the pictures and she goes rigid again. Sucking in a deep breath. She glances away but something else catches her eye and she flinches, backing away.::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::anxiously follows Maeve's gaze::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she's looking at a spot on the floor, near the couch. Theres a small blood stain there. She pushes Donald away from her, falling backwards as she does so.::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::reaches forward to keep Maeve from falling as best he can::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she screams, batting his hands away, locked inside a memory:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Maeve's wrists, hard:: Maeve! It's me!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::screams harder, trying to tug her wrists free. She puts one foot out to kick at him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is kicked in the leg, and lets go of Maeve:: Maeve! It's all right!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she crumples to the floor, scrambling away from him over to the door and using its frame to pull herself up:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't know what to do, so just yells again:: Maeve, calm down! Seth can't hurt you anymore!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stumbles out of the house but doesn't make it too far, collapsing in the yard. Where she starts sobbing:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::runs after her, afraid to touch her:: Maeve, darling, it's all right...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::::
YarnKittymon: DL: He can't hurt you, I promise.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still shaking her head::: I... I cant stay there. :::her cries pick up another knotch:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quickly:: You don't have to, Maeve. I'll take you wherever you want.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::her crying subsides a knotch but she's still shaking::: Where else am I going to go!?
YarnKittymon: DL: I'm sure you can stay with Becky, or Libby, or I'll rent you a room in an inn.
Maeve Owens: MV: I couldn't ask them that. And where would you find the money. :::she glances back inside the house and shivers again:::
YarnKittymon: DL: I don't know, but I'll think of something, Maeve. ::looks around quickly, and does a double-take upon seeing a radio tower jutting up over the trees in the distance::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wraps her arms around herself, rocking back and forth.:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::kneels next to Maeve; softly:: I promise it will get better.
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm fine. I should go see how Libby's doing anyway. :::goes to stand up:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::timidly helps her::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs, thinking about another long walk:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I wish I had a...a rickshaw or something, to carry you around in.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: I dont need to be carried, I'm fine.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly yawns massively::
YarnKittymon: : ::they walk on to Libby's house silently::

Maeve Owens: MV: :::leaning heavily on Donald, her strength just about gone, she knocks timidly on Libby's door:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't hear it::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up at the sound:: Maybe that's Maeve...the doctor said she went home with Donald...trust her to come here instead of resting... ::stands up to go to the door
YarnKittymon: TY: ::follows, Becky, a little defensively::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::opens the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly at Becky:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::keeps his gaze at Becky's feet::
Quantum Catz: BM: Hey...i was going to come see you after i checked on Libby...how are you?
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm fine. Just stopped by to see how she was.
YarnKittymon: TY: Come on; she'll be glad to see *you,* anyway. ::glances at Donald a little darkly::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::catches Toby's look and she cringes a little::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't seem bothered by Toby's expression; softly:: Come on, Maeve. ::helps her in::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::lets him help her inside:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles as Maeve enters the living room:: I'm glad to see you walking around.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gives her a small smile in return:::: How are you doing?
YarnKittymon: LB: I'm fine. How are you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I'm fine.
YarnKittymon: LB: Good. I was worried.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly:: I think it'd help Maeve to stay with one of you for a bit, if that's all right.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::closes her eyes and sighs:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::warmly:: You're welcome to stay here, though I don't know how much good I'll be to you; I can get up, but I'm disinclined to unless it's necessary.
Maeve Owens: MV: Thats okay, I'm fine really. Wouldnt want to cause you anymore... discomfort. :::glances down at her feet:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: You can stay with me as well, if you want
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head::: No, I wouldnt want to get in the way. I'll be fine. I'll go back home. :::smiles weakly:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: Then you can stay with me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at him:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: .I..could understand if you didn't want to go home
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances over at Becky, flatly::: I'm fine. ::pauses, shrugging::: My door is just a little broken.
YarnKittymon: LB: It could take a few days to get a new one, you know. You're staying with one of us 'til then.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::frowns, looking like she still wants to protest::::
YarnKittymon: LB: I mean it, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs:::
Quantum Catz: BM: You shouldn't be on your own anyway
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm fine, really.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head:: Or you can stay with me, though I know you wouldn't care for that. I'm not letting you leave here if you don't pick someone.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares up at him::: Or I could just go to a hotel or something.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down:: If that's what you want.
Quantum Catz: BM: Don't let her think she's won - she's not staying in a hotel when she can stay with one of us
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Besides, you really shouldn't be alone, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::angrily::: I'm fine!
YarnKittymon: DL: You're not! Maeve, you're...you're not fine.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grumbles::: I am too! I'm walking aren't I?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::in a quiet voice:: You were fighting me like I was him. You're not better.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she cringes, closing her eyes:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Maeve...they have doctors that can help you...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Please, Maeve, just stay with one of us at least for the next few days
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks up quickly::: No! :::glances at Becky::: then you two can decide who gets to put up with me.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Becky silently::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles weakly:: What, would you like us to flip a coin or something? It doesn't bother me
Maeve Owens: MV: Sure. if thats what you want to do.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, smirking a little at Maeve::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shakes her head, smiling:: Anyone got a coin, then? ::smirks:: Should it be the winner or loser who gets you, d'you think?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::forms a coin which may or may not be weighted; flips it:: The winner gets her. ::smiles at Becky:: Call it in the air. ::flips it::
Quantum Catz: BM: Heads
YarnKittymon: ((1-3=heads))
YarnKittymon: YarnKittymon rolled 2 6-sided dice: 1 3
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: Lucky you.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles and glances at Maeve:: Guess you're staying with me, then
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly at her::: I'm sorry.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: You'll have more fun with her anyway.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smirks:: What're you apologising for? I did offer
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Just thought I would ahead of time.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs slightly::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles: I'm sure you'll manage without causing that much chaos
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiling too, looking at Becky:: Would you get that coat for me before you two have too much fun?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks:::
Quantum Catz: BM ::looks at Libby:: Sure ::glances at Donald:: Although i don't know where that Jack guy's staying - am i going to have to pop up in front of him to find him?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks a little surprised:: He was going to find a place to stay the night, I think...he's probably still in town.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs and looks at Libby:: Want me to do it right now?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I guess you might as well. I'll try to entertain Maeve here, although I don't think I'll be able to dance for her just yet.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Thats okay, I could entertain myself but I'm not much up for dancing either.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: You want to sit down a bit?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: Won't be long then, i'm sure you'll be bored stiff without me although i dobt you'd get much dancing out of me, capable or not
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: TY: You want me to come with?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: If you want
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles:: Nah, I'm not much for clothes.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: Back in a bit then ::teleports away::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::helps Maeve into the softest chair left::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::leans back in it, sighing::::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly, to Maeve:: If you want me to fix up your cuts--the ones with stitches, anyway...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::glances down at them quickly, one hand going to touch the side of her face. She bites her lip, then softly::: Few less reminders.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods, leaning over Maeve:: You know how it feels. ::puts his finger over one of Maeve's cuts:: Are you ready?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she nods slowly, closing her eyes, trying to steal herself against the feeling::::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::runs his finger over the cut on Maeve's face once, without doing anything, then again, changing the cells into healthy ones and knitting them together::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she fine to begin with but suddenly her expression changes and she flinches away, pressing herself furthing into the couch and pushing at Toby to get him away from her::: no! no no....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits up, worried::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::wasn't expecting Maeve to react so strongly; falls to the ground::
YarnKittymon: DL: Maeve...::takes Maeve's arm::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::she cries out, a fireball forming in her hand without her even realizing it::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::drops Maeve's hand, yelling::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrinks back into the chair, pulling her legs up to her chest, regardless of the pain it may be causing her::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::runs to the kitchen for some water without another thought::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sharply:: Maeve, don't set my furniture on fire!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::lost in her own world to even hear, but the fireball is gone:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::slowly gets up::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes back with a pot of water; when he sees Maeve isn't on fire anymore, he sets his hand into it, cringing::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still curled up in the chair, shaking slightly:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: We got to her too late, didn't we?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::ignores Libby; leans down near Maeve:: Maeve...it's all right. Please believe me.
Maeve Owens: MV; :::whimpers slightly::::
YarnKittymon: DL: I'll take you to...whatever the devil they call that big town by the Gate. We'll go to a doctor; he'll make you better.
Maeve Owens: MV; :::starting to come back to herself:::: no.... I'm fine. The pain just startled me, thats all.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I don't like to see you like this. You need to...::shakes his head:: I can't make you better, and neither can your friends.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Well, maybe your friends can...::looks away, trembling::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::under his breath:: *You're* not helping.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::electing to stay curled up in a ball on the chair, still trembling now and then, she stays silent:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Maeve, I'm sorry we didn't find you sooner.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::glares at Libby, and then walks out of the house::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::mumbling::: Not your fault, at least you found me. You'd had to have come looking for me that night after the tavern.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: How long were you there? A whole day?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::reappears; notices Maeve sitting curled up, and remains silent::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I.... I guess so.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: I could've at least checked on you in the morning, though. ::looks at Becky for a moment, as if acknowledging her presence::
Maeve Owens: MV: You had no reason too. Besides I'm fine right? I'm alive. :::finally uncurling herself, frowning:::: For now anyway. :::her frown deepens:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: We're not gonna let anything change *that,* Maeve.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::brokenly::: Yeah, but if this wasnt it... then whats going to happen to me next?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Nothing's going to happen to you, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks at her sadly for a moment and then glances away::: if only that were the case.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at Becky sharply, but doesn't say what she's thinking:: Did you find Jack?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rus a hand through her hair, a serious expression on her face; then murmurs:: Uh yeah...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::tries to smirk:: I guess he wasn't overwhelmed with gratitude.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly:: He said you were an idiot and one day you were gonna get yourself... ::hesitates:: ...killed....
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sarcastically:: Right thoughtful of him. What does he care, anyway?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: He said to tell you he admired your bravery though ::attempts a smirk:: Guess you struck a chord with him
YarnKittymon: LB: ::raises her eyebrows, though there's a bit of a flush on her face:: Oh, I doubt *that.*
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles:: Why not?
YarnKittymon: LB: Would you really trust a friend of *Donald's*? ::pauses, looking at Maeve:: No offense.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces again, and then shakes her head:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: He can't be all bad...he helped you didn't he?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, suddenly looking rather distant::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at Maeve, quietly:: Are you all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sofly::: yes.
YarnKittymon: LB: Really, Maeve, if there's anything we can do to help...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quickly and a little harshly::: I'm fine.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down at her hands, not sure what to say::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a long pause:: I really care about you, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances up at Libby, startled::: I know. I... i care about you too... :::looks away again::::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly:: Just remember that...whatever you're thinking, whatever happens, remember how much we care about you, and you'll be all right.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::closes her eyes; quietly:::: you wont for long.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: That's not true...
YarnKittymon: LB: Why would you even think that?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces, briefly glancing at Becky and then looking away:::
Quantum Catz: BM: It's not like you don't have a choice, Maeve...and we wont stop caring about you for it
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks rather puzzled, and doesn't speak::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::just frowns::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::sadly::: But I cant ust decide not too now! What about Oliver huh? And you guys werent around for some reason I suppose so I'm hoping that it was more because you couldn't stand to be around Donald...
Quantum Catz: BM: You're *hoping* that was it? I think i could put up with having Donald about if i had to - it's not like he's the anti-Christ or anything, i just don't like seeing my friends getting hurt
YarnKittymon: LB: What are you two *talking* about?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances down at her feet, not offering up any explanation:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns:: Where *did* Donald go, anyway?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances up again, looking around:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Donald walked out a few minutes ago, and hasn't returned::

Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Libby's walls are thin enough for them to hear Donald yell out:: Get off me!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she turns rather pale and pushes herself further into the chair:::
Quantum Catz: BM:::runs to the window to look out::
Quantum Catz: ((there is a window there?))
YarnKittymon: ((Sure; I don't have a floor plan or anything ^_^; ))
Quantum Catz: ((hehe))
YarnKittymon: : ::Donald is on the ground, being fiercely attacked by a certain brownish cat who's grown a little bigger, a little older, and quite a bit stronger since 1928--Donald's just trying to defend himself from the mauling::
Quantum Catz: BM: Dan! ::teleports outside and moves towards Dan:: Stop it, Dan!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::looks up at Becky, surprised:: He was mean to you! ::hisses at Donald::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::hesitates and then says:: Well, yeah, but he did help save Maeve and Libby yesterday, even if it was his fault in the first place
Quantum Catz: ((did she tell dan this? i know i said she was going to go do that.... ^^;; ))
YarnKittymon: ((I suppose she did.))
YarnKittymon: ((Of course that should be DN up there :P ))
YarnKittymon: DN: ::backs off of Donald, still looking suspicious:: I don't like him.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::scrambles to his feet weakly::
Quantum Catz: BM: I'm not sure a lot of people do ::rolls her eyes at Donald and then turns to look at Daniel again:: What're you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be in school?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses:: They sent me home.
Quantum Catz: BM: Why?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::looks away:: Fighting.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::kneels down to look him in the eye:: Who were you fighting with?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::sullenly:: Shadrach.
Quantum Catz: BM: Why?
YarnKittymon: DN: He pulled my tail.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: Did you have to fight him over it?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses:: It hurt!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::under his breath:: Well, I'm sure you got the better of him.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shoots a dark look at donald:: Did we ask your opinion? ::looks at Daniel:: Come on, let's go inside
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns, wiping his eyes::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, looking at Maeve:: I guess it comes with growing up...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::drops to all fours and follows Becky inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gives her a half smile, not knowing what to say:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: I'll bet Maeve got in fistfights when she was that age too.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wryly::: You have no idea... :::quietly::: I usually won too.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs:: Only 'usually?' I'm disappointed.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::comes into the room, his ears folded back::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly as she walks into the room:: Well i never got into fights ::makes a mock-innocent expression:: Perfect angel, i was ::rubs Dan's head::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::purrs softly::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::follows them inside, frowning; softly:: I'm probably making things worse. Perhaps I should go.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances up at Donald, her expression sad:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quickly:: Unless you'd feel better if I stayed.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks away::: I'm fine, if you feel like you should go. Theres enough people here. You're going to stay around aren't you?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Of course. I'll...find a place to work, if there is one, and I'll...I guess I'll visit you tomorrow.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::even more quietly:: Do you want me to burn that photograph I have of you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wryly; but just as quietly::: Which one? If you're talking about the first one, I'd rather it be somewhere where no one would ever be able to find it... burnt is good.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::growls at Donald, with his eyes turned towards Maeve:: What photograph?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::steps back a step::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head; sadly::: Nothing Daniel, dont worry about it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at Maeve, frowning a bit, but doesn't say anything::
YarnKittymon: DL: I'll take care of it. You take care of yourself, Maeve. ::nods to everyone else:: Nice to see you again. ::looks at Daniel again, still a bit afraid, and backs out of the room::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks up at Daniel; quietly:: What's that caught on your claw?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::examines his paws, seeing a folded bit of paper on one; mrrs, yanking at it so it tears a bit but comes off::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::kneels down to pick it up::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks over Becky's shoulder; whistles:: Dan, I didn't know you had it in you.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::jerks her elbow back, not hard enough to hurt Toby, then moves over and hands it to Maeve, raising an eyebrow at her:: This the photo Donald meant?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::her complexion becomes even more pale as she reaches one unsteady hand out to take the paper. She glances at it quickly, folding it up and then ripping it into shreds, all the while nodding and refusing to look up at them:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::blinks:: How'd he get *that*?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes narrow and they glance towards where Donald was last::: I'm gonna kill him. I dont give a damn what happens in the future! THe man is dead!
Quantum Catz: BM: He probably dropped it when Dan jumped him
YarnKittymon: LB: What are you talking about?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::groans, hiding her face in her hands::: nothing, nothing at all.
YarnKittymon: DN: I'll help you beat him up.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::mumbling through her hands::: Thanks Daniel, I appreciate the offer but I'm pretty sure I can handle Donald on my own.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: When was that photo *taken*?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::after a long pause::: 1927
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: You looked...nice...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shoots a dark look at Toby and then turns back to Maeve:: But...why?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she still hasn't looked at them::: needed money. why else?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a long pause:: I wish we'd found you sooner, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::decides she cant stand them looking at her anymore and attempts to stand up and leave. Using every available piece of furniture around::::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::moves to help Maeve:: You can't walk on your own, Maeve
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grumbles::: I was going to crawl if it came to that.
Quantum Catz: BM: I could help you to my house...if you want to rest...
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, that would be.. better... I guess...
Quantum Catz: BM: You want to walk or d'you want the quick, Becky-style shortcut?
Maeve Owens: MV: The becky style shortcut would be the easiest.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles and then glances at the others:: Be back later, i guess, i might have to walk back though ::then she teleports herself and Maeve to her living room::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sinks down into the nearest thing thats available to sit on:::
Quantum Catz: BM: I'm sorry...i guess you probably didn't want us to see that photo
Maeve Owens: MV: :::angrily::: Donald's a dead man.
Quantum Catz: BM: Well he probably didn't expect to be pounced on by Dan...
Maeve Owens: MV: Didn't mean he had to go *carrying* it around with him! :::drops her face into her hands again::: For something that happened such a long time ago you'd think it'd just disappear and never come back again.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sits down in a nearby chair:: I don't think the past's that easy to escape from...
Maeve Owens: MV: I definitely haven't had any luck escaping from mine.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down:: I'd say it's bound to get better now...but i guess we both know that probably isn't true...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::groans::: If it isn't Seth then who the bloody hell is it? :::shivers a little::: Never mind, no point in dwelling on it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: I'm sorry...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head:: Not you're fault.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up:: Do you want anything? A drink? Something to eat?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly::: Food might be good.
Quantum Catz: BM: What d'you want? ::stands up to move to the kitchen::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: nothing really sound apetizing but I need energy if I plan to make Donald's life a little more miserable.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly and says, half-jokingly:: Good to see you're not dwelling too much on what's happened. How bout a sandwich?
Maeve Owens: MV: Sure.
Quantum Catz: BM: Anything in particular you want in it?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::trying to rise up from her perch::: Um, I can make it... you dont have to
Quantum Catz: BM: Sit down...you probably couldn't even make it to the kitchen without me helping you
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns, but plops back down anyway, sighing in defeat; quietly:::: What do you have?
Quantum Catz: BM: Um...i dunno..i think i need to go shopping - take ur pick and i'll see if i've got it ::smiles weakly::
Maeve Owens: MV: Ham and cheese?
Quantum Catz: BM: I can probably pull that off ::heads to the kichen to make the sandwich::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances around the room, waiting for Becky to return::::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::comes backs through a few minutes later with a sandwich on a plate and hands it to Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she takes it, giving Becky a small smile::: Thanks Becky.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: That's alright
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she takes a few bites out of it and then glances back at Becky::: So how is work at the orphanage going?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sits down again and smiles:: Working with the kids is fun, i wish it was as easy to deal with Dan sometimes
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: I don't really blame him for knocking Donald down though. Besides, he's always been overprotective of you. Toby should count himself lucky. :::smirks:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: He probably does...Dan's a lot stronger now than he was before
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah... :::she takes another bite out of her sandwich, then after a moment::: I wont be getting in the way here... with you and Toby will I? Cause I could still go to a hotel or something.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shakes her head:: Don't be silly, Toby's not here all the time - you're more likely to be having to put up with Dan being in a bad mood over being sent home than anything else
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::: Okay, if you're sure. :::she sets her half eaten sandwhich down on the table and leans back::: I'm sorry I'm not a fun house guest. If you want to go see what everyone else is up to I wont hold it against you.
Quantum Catz: BM: You shouldn't be left on your own...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs::: I'm fine really, I dont know where you all got the idea that I need constant supervision. :::looking down at her feet.:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::considers a joke but instead just says, softly:: We're just worried about you
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly:::: I'm fine, still breathing, for now. :::shrugs::: Its not like I have any energy to go trapsing around causing disasters at the moment anyway.
Quantum Catz: BM: You still shouldn't be along...you did just get kidnapped - i'm sure you could do with some company...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::faintly::: Whats the chances of that happening twice in one week?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::quietly:: Well i wouldn't want to be alone after something like that happening...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods her head once in agreement, her eyes fixated on her shoe::::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down::
Quantum Catz: BM: I guess...at least it's over now...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she's zoned out, staring at her shoe with a weird look on her face:::
Quantum Catz: BM: I wish i could've done something but...i....
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up to see if Maeve's even listening::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her expression is blank and she's still staring at her shoe:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down at her hands, steadily clenching and unclenching one of them::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up again:: Come on, there must be something else we can talk about - dwelling on it won't do any good
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::Becky's voice finally penetrates her thoughts and she jumps a little, breaking out of the world she was caught in. Her eyes cut towards Becky, sucking in a deep breath and letting out::: Hows the weather?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly and glances at the window:: It's a nice enough day, i guess
Maeve Owens: MV: Thats good. Think we'll get any rain this weekend? :::frowns, trying to remember if it rains there in January::::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: I dunno
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly at Maeve:: The best topic you could come up with was the weather?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I'm not the best conversationalist. :::she starts to yawn and she quickly hides it behind her hand:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at Maeve:: You should rest...maybe some sleep'll get your mind off things...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::blinks a few times to keep her eyes from closing::: Or make things worse. :::yawns::: I'm not that tired anyway. :::her eyes start to drift shut anyway:::
Quantum Catz: BM: Come on, it'll do you good
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods slowly:::

Quantum Catz: BM: ::after spending a while at home, while Maeve was asleep, Becky teleports to find Toby::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::is back at his own house, a couple blocks away from Libby's; it's also his workshop, though it's late enough, no one else is there to ask for his handiwork, and he's sitting in his living room, lying on the couch, idly forming and re-forming a rock like it's made of clay::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::appears in front of him and smiles weakly:: Hey
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles at her, sitting up:: Hi. How's Maeve?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Asleep, she has been for a while...but i thought i should stay with her
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: You're probably right. ::frowns:: I wish we could help her.
Quantum Catz: BM: She'll probably take some of it out on Donald at least...he seems like a handy punching bag to me...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grins slightly:: Good to hear that...makes me glad my house is made of bricks, right enough, though; she'll probably set all of Marquis on fire.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::runs a hand through her hair and smiles weakly:: I hope not...that'd be a bit more hassle than it's worth really
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: I'd have to make buckets of water, you'd have to go around teleporting everyone out of their burning homes...not a fun way to spend the night. ::moves aside on the couch so Becky can sit next to him if she wants to::
Quantum Catz: BM: :moves to sit on the couch, leaning her back against the arm and curling her legs up; murmurs:: She could just attack Donald...but i guess she's too afraid of taking away Oliver's chance to live...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::leans back in the couch, sighing:: She doesn't think he might just be born to someone different?
Quantum Catz: BM: :shrugs: I guess not...
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, it's a stupid reason to not kill somone.
Quantum Catz: BM: Yeah, well, *I* don't want her to kill him...we've had enough trouble over the years cos she couldn't stop herself from liking the idea of barbequing someone
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: Still, if the fella's gonna be stupid enough to walk into it...::stops himself:: Did I just say "fella"?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: Yep
YarnKittymon: TY: ::leans back, looking at the ceiling:: This place is growing on me, I guess. ::turns back to Becky, smirking:: Doesn't hurt that half the townspeople just about worship me.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly; wryly:: Oh, yeah, that's a good reason to like a place
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grins:: C'mon; you work with kids all day, and you have Daniel besides. You have to appreciate a bit of adoration now and then.
Quantum Catz: BM: Well the kids do love the teleporting thing...but they are only kids..the older they get the more they think 'ooh...you can disappear and reappear...big deal, look what i can do', then they blow up a tree or something
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs:: I feel sorry for the birds, then.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles:: Yeah, well, it doesn't happen all that often...i think the birds'll live... ::looks down, thinking again of Maeve, which she has been for the past few hours::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: Are *you* all right?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Just...been thinking about Maeve and...stuff
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods, looking away:: I'll figure out a way to make it better.
Quantum Catz: BM: She didn't want you to...before
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs:: We can at least keep *this* from happening, can't we? Keep her away from the guy who kidnapped her?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softy:: You mean change it so it never happened?
YarnKittymon: TY: Yeah.
Quantum Catz: BM: Don't be stupid - you make it sound like it's so easy - we'll just jump back and change it and everything'll be all better ::sighs:: But everything that happens to a person, or doesn't, changes who they are
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs:: Fine. I'll ask her in a few days.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: She's alive, isn't she? She's healthy? Why change it?
YarnKittymon: TY: Becky, if it had been you...I'd *have* to change it.
Quantum Catz: BM: Why? I wouldn't ask you to...i'd never do it myself...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: I know, but I'd just write Christa a note...because I can't imagine how this could be for *good.*
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: While you were in the labs could you've imagined that was for a good reason? But you'd never've met me or Maeve or Libby or anyone here other wise...and if it wasn't for the labs i wouldn't even have been born...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::after a pause, softly:: If I could've changed it right after I got out, I would've made it so me and Christa and Clayton were never there, and I guess I never would've known the difference.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::leans back against the arm of the couch:: I guess not...but we all have to go through bad things...it's part of what makes us who we are...it's part of the cycle of rebirth, i guess
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: And if we only get this one shot?
Quantum Catz: BM: Who would praise you for running away and changing every part of your life that's difficult for you to deal with?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head, frowning:: I...I wouldn't change anything that happened to *me.* Not anymore. But Maeve has the deck stacked against her already.
Quantum Catz: BM: Then maybe she did something in a past life that earned her that...maybe there's some gamesmaster out there who'll give her extra points for coping with it all...it's not like either of us haven't had things stacked against us before
YarnKittymon: TY: But we don't *know* our number's up in a few years!
Quantum Catz: BM: *I* knew! Weeks before my lab exploded Dominick came to tell me what i'd done..to thank me, i guess...i know what it's like to have death hangining over you...maybe i didn't die but that didn't change how i saw it
YarnKittymon: TY: ::cringes, then looks away, silently::
Quantum Catz: BM:: ::looks at her hands:: It isn't nice knowing you're going to die...but Maeve doesn't even really *know* it...anything we could've done since then might've changed it...
YarnKittymon: TY: But what's the harm in warning her? In finding the date, at least?
Quantum Catz: BM: What would be the harm in telling Hitler the date he died?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::blinks:: You're comparing Maeve to Hitler?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::groans: *No*...it's just Christa mentioned him that time i talked to her...i was just saying...he was as human as she is...why not just tell everyone the day their supposed to die?
YarnKittymon: TY: Because they're not important to us.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at him:: That's your only reason? You just never happened to *meet* them?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::glares at Becky:: Even if Maeve admitted she was afraid to die, you wouldn't do a thing to fix it.
Quantum Catz: BM:: ::flushes and looks down:: I don't know what i'd do...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::more subdued:: She's vain; she probably wouldn't tell us.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Then it won't make much difference what i'd do then, would it?
YarnKittymon: TY: But it's not fair! She knows she's going to die, she knows she's going to *marry* a creep, and there's nothing she can do!
Quantum Catz: BM: She could *not* marry him - it's not like i'm saying she has to follow exactly what Oliver and his mother told her!
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: I just don't see how you can not care.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: How can you think i don't *care*? She's my friend too, you know
YarnKittymon: TY: If you care about someone you try to make whatever's wrong with them better.
Quantum Catz: BM: Not by just making whatever's wrong with them *not happen* though!
YarnKittymon: TY: What else can we do?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down:: I won't change time for her...and if you had any thought for the rest of the world, you wouldn't either
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: But we already did, once.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::murmurs, almost under her breath:: I only did it cos i was afraid something would happen to you...didn't you ever wonder why i never just went back in time myself, instead of Christa telling you? I probably refused
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods, though it takes him a little while to grasp the full meaning of it::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down at her hands:: I've spent a long time staying away from affecting people's lives too much...it's hard...but it's sometimes easier than being involved...::sighs::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: It won't stop me from trying, though.
Quantum Catz: BM: Try all you like...just don't use Christa to do it...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::a little sharply:: Why not?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up at him, her expression rather cold:: Cos sometimes saving butterflies can be just as bad as killing them
YarnKittymon: TY: She's *my* friend, not yours! Unless you're going to go back and make sure she *stays* in the lab.
Quantum Catz: BM: Don't be stupid - why would i do that? I'm *asking* you not to use her as some kind of early warning signal of all the bad things that happen to people - is that really *too much* to ask?
YarnKittymon: TY: If you'd had it your way, Maeve would be dead.
Quantum Catz: BM: Yeah...she would...i'm not proud of that...but i'm not saying it'd change my decision either... Probably not even if it were Libby...or Dan...
YarnKittymon: TY: If you're not proud of it, why would you do it?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: Because sometimes bad things happen, Toby! I'm not really any prouder for having stopped it
YarnKittymon: TY: You're not glad she's alive?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::covers her face in her hands and hesitates for a long moment:: ...That's not what i said...she's my friend...
YarnKittymon: TY: Then let me try to help her.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::bitterly:: Could i even stop you?
YarnKittymon: TY: You *could,* but you'd probably have to go back in time to do it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Well if that's all it takes then i could just take you back to your own time...you couldn't mess with anyone's life from there
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at Becky, wide-eyed:: I thought you loved me.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::tears fill in her eyes though she quickly blinks them away:: I do
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head, looking away:: If you want to get rid of me so badly I can just leave.
Quantum Catz: BM: I don't want to get rid of you ::leans forward, reaching for his hand::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::takes Becky's hand, looking rather nervous::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at him rather sadly for a moment then moves forward, wrapping her arms around his waist; murmurs:: Didn't you ever read time travel stories where the people just tried to fit in as much as possible and leave things the way they were?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::puts his forehead on Becky's shoulder; softly:: No, and that strikes me as kind of a boring story, don't you think?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::quietly:: It might be boring but it works
YarnKittymon: TY: ::runs a finger down Becky's hair; quietly:: Our lives won't ever be boring, the way things are going.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: I'm sorry...it's just when you change one person's life it's not just their life that's affected...i almost wish i could just sit back and let you make it all easy
YarnKittymon: TY: ::after a long pause:: I won't change the kidnapping, all right?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pulls away from him:: It's not *just* the kidnapping i'm talking about
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods; softly:: I know, but I'm not ready to promise about that.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: Why not? You must've promised Dominick once...that you wouldn't interfere in things...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::cringes, looking away:: So?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wearily:: So the silent sub-clause was 'as long as it suits me', right?
YarnKittymon: TY: I just thought...big things, or using past knowledge to bet on the World Series. Not helping a friend.
Quantum Catz: BM: Changing time doesn't count as helping a friend, it counts as changing time
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: Are you going to tell him next time you see him?
Quantum Catz: BM: He was mad enough three years ago without finding out that you're thinking about it again
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: We've still got a few years, don't we? Before we even need to worry about it?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs and leans back against the arm of the couch:: Yeah, i guess so
YarnKittymon: TY: ::after a pause, quietly:: I don't suppose you could stay the night, even if you didn't want to strangle me about now.
Quantum Catz: BM: I should probably stay at home...staying here'd just put Dan in a bad mood for one thing which isn't such a good idea with Donald still about town...and besides, Maeve shouldn't be alone...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: I know. Do you want me to walk you back, or can you stay a little longer?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::murmurs:: I'll wait a bit then i'll just teleport home ::though she doesn't seem to have much to say::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::seems content to be silent in the same room as Becky; this way, at least, he doesn't get into any more trouble::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly; almost as if to herself:: You make me feel so bad sometimes, for thinking the way i do...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::instantly:: I'm sorry. I don't mean to, really.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::murmurs:: I know...but you don't really try to understand it either
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sighs:: I can't. Even when I was little, as soon as I found out what I could do...I had to try to make everything better.
Quantum Catz: BM: I've tried before...but it's too hard cos no one really knows the whole story about what people'll do...someone who's got out of a lab can seem so scared and fragile...but if they never went to the lab...they become a criminal..even a murderer instead
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: Did that happen?
Quantum Catz: BM: Yeah...it did...I tried to make it better for him cos his dad pleaded with me....but he was a troublemaker when he was a kid and he only got worse...i ended up having to go back again and stop him from killing one of my friends.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: But you made it better, right?
Quantum Catz: BM: She didn't die...but he was still out there somewhere...who knows what else he did...
YarnKittymon: TY: And you think that'll be Maeve.
Quantum Catz: BM: No...i'm just saying...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: I *promise* whatever I do, I won't make things worse.
Quantum Catz: BM: And i'm telling you...you don't *know* that...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sighs:: Can't you hope it'll be all right?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs as well, although she doesn't reply::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: I'm sorry we can't agree.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Well i told you what i thought about changing things the day we met...you can't say it's that much of a surprise
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head:: No.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks down at her hands and then moves to stand up:: Maybe i should go...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: Maybe. You're not too mad, are you?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: I'm not mad...it's not like your opinion's anything new...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles a little:: If that's the only thing we ever disagree on, maybe we'll do all right.
Quantum Catz: BM: :Smiles weakly although there's something in her eyes that suggests she doesn't think it's such a small thing:: Maybe... I'll see you tomorrow
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: Good night.
Quantum Catz: BM: ...I love you...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles at Becky, standing and taking her hand:: I love you too.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::leans up to kiss him, though she pulls away fairly quickly:: I'd better go
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiling weakly:: Be sure to tell Daniel it was my idea to send you home early, huh?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: He might not believe it...but i'll try
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles:: Good night.
Quantum Catz: BM: 'Night ::lets go of his hand and teleports away::


YarnKittymon: : ::there's a knock on Becky's door sometime after 10 PM::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::her head jerks towards the door and her eyes grow wide. She licks her lips nervously before rising and moving to the door.:::: Who is it?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: It's me, Donald.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::is sleeping in Becky's room, apparently not hearing::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::pursing her lips, she visciously unlocks the door and swings it open. She stares at him for a split second before bringing one hand up to slap him hard against the cheek:::: So, Donald, how'd it go with getting rid of the picture? :::she smiles sweetly at him:::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she glares at him angrily and moves to slam the door:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::the force of the slap makes Donald nearly rap his head against the doorframe, but he recovers enough to wedge his foot between the door and the frame, to keep Maeve from slamming it shut:: That's what I came here for, to tell you it got lost. I guess...someone found it.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::seething::: *Someone*? Oh no, not just *someone*. Becky and Toby to be exact!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down:: I'm sorry. It must have fallen out of my pants pocket. I'd have kept it in my coat, but that's stained now.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::lets the door swing open, she stands there for a moment, her jaw slack.::: *kept* it?! Why did you have to keep it at all! Much less carry it around with you! Wanted to alert the world that you knew a girl in a... in a... one of those magazines!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head quickly:: Don't be daft. It was the only photograph I had of you for so long, Maeve...and the only one taken with your consent, by someone who didn't want to kill you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she grunts at the last part; smirking:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::soberly:: He *doesn't* want to kill you, does he?
Maeve Owens: MV: Not unless you believe in ghosts.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: No.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she turns away from the door and walks back over to the couch. She sits down, curling her legs under her. She's turned on every light in the place::: Then the answer would be no.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands in the doorway, not knowing what to say::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances over at him::: Well? Are you just going to stand in the hallway all night? Becky's not here you know. So you dont have to be afraid of getting hit again. And by the way... I hope that hurt.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles weakly:: Still hurts, in fact. But I missed you getting angry with me, you know that?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Well, I suppose its been kind of boring around here with no one to yell at. I mean sure, theres been the occasional unlucky person but not nearly enough opportunities have presented themselves like they used to.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles, walking inside and closing the door gently:: Don't worry about that; with a little luck I won't be leaving town any time soon.
Maeve Owens: MV: I wont be... worrying that is.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a long pause:: I know you'd be happier without me, but I can't...I can't just leave, even knowing that you're safe.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns, then softly::: There was a time that wouldn't be true. I'm just lost on how we get back to that. :::her frown deepens:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I don't know if we can. I don't even know if there's time. And I don't know why you'd want to, really.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::suddenly angrily::: And why exactly wouldn't I want to? I wanted to before! So why couldn't I again!? I mean its not like you actually *killed* anyone! That was me, and for some reason I got off considerably less than you.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pretty calmly:: They had it coming...I did too, but somehow I got through it all right...
Maeve Owens: MV: I didn't see you with a gun in your hand! And if they had it coming then I shouldn't have been locked up in the first place right? But I was.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down:: I don't know, Maeve. But I love you, no matter what.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: I dont know, if we sat here long enough you might feel differently.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head quickly:: You know that's not true. I loved you when you were slapping me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs, looking down at her hands::: I must admit Donald, I dont think I've ever met anyone like you.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smirks:: No, I don't suppose you have, or will, though you'll probably find a fella who's better for you.
Maeve Owens: MV: Hmph. :::bites her tongue:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Do you want me to go?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quickly::: NO
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles, a little sadly:: I won't, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::relaxes a little::: Dan's asleep in Becky's room. He didn't even hear you come in. ::::shrugs::: I guess he doesn't make for a good attack cat. :::smiles weakly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Lucky me. ::smiles a little at Maeve::

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