YarnKittymon: : ::Libby and Jack have discovered they have one thing in common, anyway--a love of drink--and are together in the nicer tavern in Marquis, getting ossified together::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::grins and raises his pint:: Here's to alcohol and...stubborn women...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs, raising her glass as well:: How long're you gonna hang that over my head?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Well, hey, if the cap fits
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is watching them, looking a little sad, and nursing a beer::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she's sitting next to Libby and is already on her sixth drink. They seem to be affecting her an awful lot, more so then usual:::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::elbows Donald:: Hey, cheer up, mate! Down that and i'll buy yer another ::grins::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve, sighing a bit:: That's all right. One of us has to be sober enough to walk the rest of you home, right?
Quantum Catz: JK: Ach, it ain't that far a walk...i've stumbled further and made it home alright in the end
YarnKittymon: LB: C'mon; you'll feel better, roight enough. ::laughs::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sighs, still watching Maeve; nervously sips his beer::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::tips her head back and finishes the rest of drink in one gulp. She goes to set the glass down but she knocks it over. She tries to grab it but ends up batting it off the table and onto the floor:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve:: Don't worry about it.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: not worrin about nuthin. wheres the bar person? i want anuther.
YarnKittymon: LB: Sure you haven't had enough? Y'might fall for *him* if you drink another. Look at me! ::grins at Jack::
Quantum Catz: JK: Yeah, maybe you should slow up a bit if yer onto playin tennis with the glasses ::looks at Libby and grins::
Maeve Owens: MV: Haven't had nearly enough. :::she sways a little and starts to slip off her seat:::: I'm still thinkin.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans over to steady Maeve:: I think you've thought enough.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: nope :::she clutches at the edge of the bar in order to hold herself up:::
Quantum Catz: JK: 'S always been my thought that bein able to stand up's a good thing for the end of the night, y'know?
YarnKittymon: LB: Hey, weren't you sayin' earlier that best of all's to end the night lying *down*?
Maeve Owens: MV: thats your way of thought maybe
Quantum Catz: JK: ::laughs:: Well, yeah, but y'gotta get there first...'less you own the pub o' course...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts his arm around Maeve, trying to steady her; feels something in her pocket, and reaches in; it's a glass bottle, with one pill inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns, reaching for the pill bottle::: hey...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at the label, not letting Maeve take the bottle::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::starts to get more agressive::: that would be none of your business! :::tries to grab the pills again, while also using him for balance:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve gets the pill bottle away from Donald, though the pill rattles audibly as she snatches it::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::frowns:: What're you two arguin' over now?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shoves it back into her pocket, glaring at Donald:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Maeve, what *are* they?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::points her finger at him::: None of your business. :::nods her head once and turns away:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Maeve's arm:: Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she tries to jerk her arm away from him::: Owe! Let go of me!
YarnKittymon: DL: You didn't take all those pills, did you?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::finishes his pint and glances at Libby; not wanting to say anything to Maeve when he doesn't know her so well and Libby's her friend::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sharply:: Leave 'er alone, Donald.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::angrily::: Not today! Not that its any of *your* nevermind. :::jerks her arm again:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve gets her arm free of Donald's grasp::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the lack of force holding her up sends her falling backwards:::
YarnKittymon: LB: Told you you'd had enough.
YarnKittymon: DL: Maeve! ::gets out of his chair and tries to help Maeve up::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::dazed, she lets him help her to her feet:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Are you all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::slaps at his hands::: I'm fine! Stop asking me that!
Quantum Catz: JK: ::raises his eyebrows:: Maybe you should call it a night and head home...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::lets go of Maeve, figuring she can steady herself::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she grabs onto the chair to keep herself up:::: I'm fine :::her expression goes blank::: I dont- :::her body goes limp and she sinks to the floor::::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::leans closer to Jack, watching Maeve and Donald::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Maeve, trying to wake her, gently slapping her cheeks:: Hey...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she doesn't respond, going completely limp in his arms:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Maeve! Wake up! You hear me?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::stands up and moves towards Donald and Maeve:: Is she okay?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sets down her drink:: She's...not just passed out?
YarnKittymon: DL: She's not waking up. ::lifts Maeve with some effort, holding her close::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she feels cold and clammy to the touch, and she doesn't respond at all to Donald:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I think she's sick. ::walks out of the tavern without another word::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::reaches into her purse, mumbling something about the pikers::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::reaches for his jacket:: I guess we should go with him
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sets down the coins to pay for their numerous drinks, then pulls her jacket from her chair, putting it on:: Where's he goin'?
Quantum Catz: JK: Doctor, i guess. You want me to pay fer some've those drinks?
YarnKittymon: LB: Nah; you'll buy the next round, right?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: Sure, long as you don't ask me where i got my money from ::winks and heads for the door::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::follows him, flushing:: It ain't that hard to find a job here, Jack.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::arrives at the doctor's, and knocks on the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she still hasn't moved:::
Quantum Catz: JK: The whole 9-5 thing? Dunno if i could pull it off...only straight job ah ever had was behind a bar fer a few years
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor wearily answers the door after a couple minutes, yawning to see the two of them::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::walking quickly towards the doctor's house:: Try that, then. I'm sure you'd be good at it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sounding rather frightened:: She dropped to the ground in the tavern.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor blinks:: Drunk, right?
YarnKittymon: DL: She had some pills in her pocket...
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs and follows behind her, stuffing his hands in his pockets::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor finds the pill bottle and looks at it, frowning::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down:: Guess this ain't the time anyway. ::looks ahead, and sees Donald standing in the doorway of the doctor's, though she doesn't trust herself to run ahead and investigate further::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor finally motions for Donald to bring Maeve inside; she has him set her down on a table::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still hasn't made a sound:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor forces Maeve onto her side; quietly:: We'll have to watch her all night.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes to the doorway, and walks inside the office, looking rather worried::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::follows behind and sighs:: Never really had much of a liking for doctors meself
YarnKittymon: LB: ::leans against Jack; softly:: You're not the type to need them, I don't think.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods to the doctor::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor frowns:: We have to make sure she doesn't stop breathing.
Quantum Catz: JK: Guess that's what makes me stubborn - i ain't never been much of a one for admitting i need help, though it ain't killed me yet
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor pinches Maeve's arm, hard, trying to wake her::
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve doesn't wake::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor sighs, looking at Donald:: Let me know if she stops breathing. I'm going to put on some coffee.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, watching Maeve, taking her hand::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::leans against Jack; softly:: W're a matched set, ain't we?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Well i dunno about that - ain't heard any stories bout you getting yerself chucked in prison for years...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Think she'll be all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::her breathing slows down and her chest eventually stops rising and falling:::
Quantum Catz: JK: Probly just overdid the drink...she'll wake up with a killer headache n probly blame Don for it too
YarnKittymon: DL: ::eyes widen:: Maeve! ::yells out for the doctor::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grabs Jack, scared::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor comes running in, and pushes the panicked Donald aside, and opens Maeve's lips, blowing into her mouth to try to get her to breathe again::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::puts his arm around Libby::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::murmurs:: Maeve...don't die...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::closes her eyes, leaning her head against Jack's chest::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes open slightly and she gasps for air:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor backs off::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Thank God...

YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor looks sternly at Maeve, then goes off to fetch some medicine and a bucket:: I told you not to mix those pills with alcohol, and not to take too many! How many did you take?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she blinks a few times, clearing her vision. She glances around the room, ignoring the doctors question:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is right by Maeve's side, looking deeply troubled, and Libby is with Jack, watching Maeve with a frown on her face::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::simply:: How you feeling, Maeve?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::squints up at him::: like hell
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: I can understand that
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor returns with a bottle of something and a spoon, along with the bucket:: *How many pills did you take?* Even four could be poisonous, and mixed with all that alcohol...::doesn't finish::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her gaze is fixated on the items the doctor is carrying. It's better then answering her question:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the bottle has a paper label on it reading "Syrup of Ipecac;" the doctor smirks slightly:: It's a shame to force those expensive pills and all that wonderful liquor out of your system, but if you want to live through the night, I'm going to have to.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shudders, still leaning on Jack::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wrinkles her nose and turns her head away::: eew
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor narrows her eyes at Maeve, pouring the syrup into a large spoon:: If you don't take it I'll have your friends here hold you down. I'm sure one of them has the spine to do it.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grumbles::: I dont need an audience either.
Quantum Catz: JK: You want us to go?
Maeve Owens: MV: You want to stay and watch? Thats kind of sick...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Maeve silently, with wide eyes::
Quantum Catz: JK: Well, i can't say it'd be the highlight of *my* evening but Libby and Don might wanna be here if you need a friend, y'know?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I'm not going anywhere, Maeve.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor holds the spoon menacingly:: Come on, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes dart up to meet Donalds and then cut towards the doctor. Cringing slightly::: who says it's even the pills? maybe it'll go away on its own.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor frowns:: Why was the bottle almost empty, Maeve?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I dont know... I dropped some?
YarnKittymon: : ::softly:: If you take this I'll send them away 'til you're done.
Maeve Owens: MV: so if they stay then I dont have to take it? i like that idea better.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor smiles softly:: No, but they'll get to watch you vomit so much you'll think you've lost half your stomach.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wrinkles her nose again::: oh yeah, that really makes me want to take it now...
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor grimaces:: Maeve, if you don't take it, you might die. Is that what you wanted?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::cringes, looking away::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wryly::: I'm not going to die I still have four years left.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: What?
Maeve Owens: MV: What?
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor grabs Maeve's shoulder:: Stop stalling. Open your mouth.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::jerks back::: Fine, but they're not watching.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor nods:: It'll take a few minutes to work. ::tries to put the spoon into Maeve's mouth::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns a way a little::: What if it works sooner?
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor looks back at the others:: If you could wait in the waiting area, please?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve sadly, then walks out::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns and looks down:::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::takes Libby's arm:: See you later, Maeve ::looks at Libby:: Come on
YarnKittymon: LB: ::leans on Jack heavily; softly:: I tried it once too.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor forcibly administers the syrup to Maeve::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::looks at Libby, a slight frown on his face as he leads her out of the room:: What? ODing on pills?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Not pills...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans against one of the walls, silently::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::softly:: So what did you do then?
YarnKittymon: LB: Off a pier, for the insurance money.
Quantum Catz: JK: Were you that bad off?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I was rich once, and I didn't want my mother to be poor. Didn't expect she'd just go off and marry the first rich man she met, did I?
Quantum Catz: JK: Sounds like a plan to me - better n yours anyway. Course my way was to take up smuggling...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: It's all right; a strong handsome man rescued me and I fell in love with him.
Quantum Catz: JK: Where's he now then? Knights in shinin armour're never all they're cracked up to be
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rolls her eyes:: *Married!*
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: Ye fell in love with a married man? What was it, a few quickies round your place then back to the missus later?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::pulls away from Jack, furiously:: I didn't *stay* with him once I found out!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she walks out of the room, her arms wrapped around herself and her eyes casted down at the floor. She edges towards the door, hoping everyone will continue looking the other way::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::has been watching the doorway much more than Jack and Libby's conversation; hurries over to Maeve, not touching her:: Are you all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: I'm fine.
Quantum Catz: JK: Hey, calm down - i was just saying...*he* knew all along, didn't he?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly hugs Maeve, hard:: We almost lost you...
YarnKittymon: LB: My *friend* knew all along and never told me!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::he startles her a little and she stiffens::: What?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::draws back; softly:: You stopped breathing, Maeve. I thought you were...and I can't blame you if you wanted to, but...*don't.* We care about you.
Quantum Catz: JK: Some friend then, eh?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::turns away:: He just looked down on me the whole time, like I knew what I was doing.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly::: But I started again. See... :::smiles a little more, although it probably looks forced::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes Maeve's hand; quietly:: Promise you won't try it again.
Quantum Catz: JK: Well, it's over now, ain't it? N people out there've done worse things and known exactly what they wur gettin into
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she squeezes his hand a little, shrugging::: I didn't try anything. It... just happened... I guess...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: I'm surprised you think it's so wicked; I'll bet you've done worse, on purpose, too.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:: Well, it wasn't too nice to the wife, was it? I'm not the kinda person to do things behind somebody's back like that
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down:: She wouldn't...she thought he was a monster, just because he was a freak.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::drops his hand::: Well, no point in staying around here anymore, I'm heading home. :::glances over at Libby and Jack before turning to head out the door::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Why, then?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns back to look at him::: What?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::follows Maeve quickly:: Why'd you do it, even if it was an accident?
Quantum Catz: JK: What, like Maeve and her fire thing?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: I'm a freak too, and I can't even control it. ::quickly:: Do you think Maeve's all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she glances down at the ground, her voice barely a whisper::: to make him go away, why else? :::suddenly embarrased that she let it slip, she turns to walk away:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Maeve's arm, looking rather scared:: Who? Seth?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she jumps when he grabs her, looking rather scared herself. When he says his name, she cringes, looking away::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::firmly:: He's *dead,* Maeve, and his spirit's in hell. He can't touch you.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::turns to look at Maeve:: Well...when people go through bad things, i guess it's hard to get over
YarnKittymon: ((Maeve likely got a long lecture from the doctor...probably while she was throwing up...about how dangerous it was to take too many pills))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly::: that doesnt mean his memory cant haunt me... :::she tries to jerk free, not wanting to discuss this anymore:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::cringes, dropping Maeve's hand:: What did he *do* to you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks up at him, her mouth forming an O shape, she shakes her head::: *nothing* ... I've got to go.
YarnKittymon: DL: Maeve, stay and talk to me! What did you mean four years? Seth's dead; he can't come back to kill you!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::cringes::: did I say that out loud?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Yes.
Maeve Owens: MV: oops
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: You can't just keep this all inside, Maeve. You need to talk to someone about it. I...understand if you don't want it to be me, but Libby's back there, drunk enough she might not even remember in the morning, or Jack would just let it slide off like water on a duck's back...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head, glaring at him::: I dont *need* to talk to anyone... I'm *fine* okay?
YarnKittymon: DL: You *died*, Maeve! You're not fine!
Maeve Owens: MV: If I died then I wouldnt be standing here!
YarnKittymon: DL: If the doctor hadn't been there you *wouldn't* be! You'd be in a pine box and I'd wish I was there with you!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stares at him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve fiercely:: Just pretending it didn't happen isn't helping you, Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::angrily::: Well dwelling on it doesn't either!
YarnKittymon: DL: How do you know? You haven't even told us what happened yet?
Maeve Owens: MV: Why would you want to know?! and i dont see any *us* around here!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Libby and Jack, who are still in the distance::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Have you talked to anyone about it?
Maeve Owens: MV; Of course not!
YarnKittymon: DL: There's doctors that can help you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at him::: I dont need one! I'm not crazy!
YarnKittymon: DL: I know that!
YarnKittymon: DL: Look, Maeve, you're...you're not all right, whatever you think...I know; I've been there too, when things seemed so hopeless, even though I didn't want to...I still tried to end it...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::brokenly::: I didn't try to end it! I just tried to make him go away!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::reaches out for Maeve, trying to pull her close:: But the doctor told you what would happen...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hands come up to cover her face as she dissolves into tears:::: I didn't care! I couldnt... couldnt get the feel of his hands off me! And he'd... he'd just appear *everywhere*!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::hugs Maeve, looking rather stricken:: I'm so sorry...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hands leave her face and she clutches at him, sobbing::: make it go away
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can't...but maybe...maybe if you tell me, it can get out of your mind...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head slightly::: not here, i want to go home.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::glances back at Libby and Jack; softly:: Okay. Do you want...do you want Libby there with you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sniffs::: not if she'd rather stay here and talk to jack.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Jack can come...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I dont know... maybe this isn't a good idea...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: We'll go ahead and see if they follow, then. ::walks with Maeve towards her house, supporting her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods:::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::looks at Libby:: Should we follow them or do you want to go home?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: We should go, but I'm not feeling so well...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gets to Maeve's house, sighing::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles:: Drink startin to wear off, eh? This mean you're gonna start sayin how much you don't like me again?
YarnKittymon: : ::Jack and Libby suddenly vanish::

(Libby and Jack continued further down)

Maeve Owens: MV: :::starting to feel nervous about talking and she's chewing on her bottom lip:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::lets Maeve open the door, then goes inside:: Come on.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the lights are all on and the furniture has been re-arranged since the last time he's been there. She sighs.:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, as though picking up on Maeve's thoughts:: We could paint the walls, or paper them with something new.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly::: paint would be nice.
YarnKittymon: DL: We'll do it, then. Tomorrow, maybe, though I'm working most the day.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Do you want to sit down?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::motions to her sofa, sitting, looking concerned::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::slowly she moves over to sit down next to him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, looking away:: You're really brave, you know that, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs, looking down at her hands::: I suppose.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::carefully puts a hand on one of Maeve's, silently::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she goes still, staring down at his hand covering hers:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can let go if you'd like.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head no, her eyes still glued to their hands:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a long pause, almost whispering:: What did he do to you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugging again::: nothing out right terrible really.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: You already told me what he *didn't* do...and I suppose more than I have a right to know about what he did.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly::: then theres nothing really more to say then? right?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly, a little louder:: I want to make it better! That's all I want to do...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::jumps, looking up at him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, looking away:: I'm sorry. I'll bet he yelled at you too.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gulps:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::lets go of Maeve's hand; softly:: Can you forgive me for putting you through it? Can you *ever* forgive me?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::quietly::: I don't see how you were the one *putting* me through it. You werent the one with the knife to my skin. :::glances away, shivering slightly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: But if I'd never existed, nothing like that would've happened to you.
Maeve Owens: MV: He might still have found me. My picture started it all.
YarnKittymon: DL: But you weren't the only girl in the magazine, Maeve. He just...::shakes his head, sighing::
Maeve Owens: MV: Thought I was an easy target? :::bitterly::: He turned out to be right I suppose.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quickly:: That's not true, and you know it. If it was any other girl, he would've...gone farther.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::angrily::: Because I'm not just any other girl he shouldn't have been able to get anywhere!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down; quietly:: It's not your fault.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes it is! I should have been able to stop him! For crying out loud I've killed enough people all at once before!
YarnKittymon: DL: Everyone's all right, Maeve, and Seth's gone.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly::: tell that to the others.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Who?
Maeve Owens: MV: The ones who didn't make it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: That was my fault as much as it was yours...and the courts' more than either of us.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly, her voice shaking a little::: he told me about them you know. He was very proud about what he had done.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::cringes, and suddenly hugs Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stiffens a little before finally relaxing. She bites her bottum lip and lets him hold her; quietly:::: I suppose he told you also then?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I couldn't get it out of my mind, Maeve...I was still half-sure you'd be the same...that we'd be too late...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::whispers:: five minutes later and you might just have been.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::holds Maeve even tighter, so close she can probably hear the irregular beating of his heart:: Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: Um, Donald, oxygen is becoming an issue.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::instantly lets go of her, though his hands are still on her arms:: Sorry.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly::: s'okay.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: What were you talking about earlier? About four years?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces::: Did I say that? I meant more like the last four years of my life just went flying past me...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::a little bitterly:: Just say you don't trust me enough to tell me; don't try to lie.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces again::: I'm sorry! It's just that... :::she sighs, looking rather sad::: If I said, it might change things. And in ways for the better but on the other hand it might destroy everything.
YarnKittymon: DL: Destroy *what*?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::soflty::: the future.
YarnKittymon: DL: Did you...go to a psychic?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head:::: No, we kind of went to the future.
YarnKittymon: DL: And? ::pauses, eyes wider:: Four years?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head again::: Lets just say I found out somethings that I probably shouldn't have.
YarnKittymon: DL: We'll stop it, then. How'd it happen?
Maeve Owens: MV: We cant stop it! And I dont know how it happens.
YarnKittymon: DL: What happened *before* it, then? Maybe...maybe if we change something else, we can prevent it.
Maeve Owens: MV: I dont know. I... I have no idea. We might have already changed it. Theres no way to tell... :::shrugs:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, turning away:: Well, if it makes you feel any better, I'll be gone before you...and I'll put in a good word for you, if I make it to heaven.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces, glancing away:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: But as long as I *am* alive, I'll be by your side, and I won't let anything happen to you.
Maeve Owens: MV: You cant attach yourself to me perminitely. :::sighs:: which why I wasn't going to say anything. Besides theres a chance we already did something to prevent it. Heck! I thought it was Seth! Maybe it was. maybe we did something and it happened four years in advance.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: So you know you'll be murdered?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly:: Yes.
YarnKittymon: DL: You won't, then. I'll buy a crossbow.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::;smirks::: I couldn't even stop Seth with a fireball, and apparently I cant stop the next one either! What do you think a crossbow is going to do? And you cant get in the way! If you died too soon then it might screw things up even more!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a moment:: I'll be dead by then anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks rather conflicted, like she's holding something back:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gives Maeve a questioning look::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::swallows hard and looks away. She glances around nervously before standing up::: Would you like something to eat? Maybe I should make us something to eat.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands up as well:: I promise you, Maeve. However long I have left...I know I'm not much good at...anything...but I'll be by your side.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs::: You still cant perminitely attach yourself to my side. As I said, it might not even happen now. :::frowns:: Or like I was thinking, maybe it was Seth. And we already changed it somehow.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Do you have any way to know?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: And even so, I don't want to chance changing it. What if something worse were to come of it? :::smirks::: Besides, it seems the more they save my life the worse it gets.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Would you rather we hadn't saved you?
Maeve Owens: MV: No, I mean when they go back and fix it.... each death gets worse.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks a little surprised:: What do you mean?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs::: I probably shouldn't be telling you this either. :::frowns:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Go on. I don't know that you could make me feel any worse.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::flatly:: I died in prison.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks a little startled, but then, softly:: Just a couple days after you were arrested...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I felt so hopeless that day...I didn't know why...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles weakly at him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve:: I love you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks down; quietly::: I wish I could say the same, but I'm not ready too again.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles a little:: You really wish you could say it, though?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::barely a whisper::: yes.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his smile widens a little:: That's more than I'd ever hoped for, and more than I could ask of you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles a little:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::goes towards the kitchen, silently, but looking a bit happier::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns and follows him into the kitchen::: Decided on something to eat?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Whatever you'd like.
Maeve Owens: MV: Not really hungry actually.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Then whatever you want me to get rid of. ::smiles a bit::
Maeve Owens: MV: Help yourself.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks around in Maeve's icebox for anything that looks tired::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::watches Donald rummage through her icebox, an amused smirk on her face::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes out some lettuce that's started to wilt:: A salad it is.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::leans up against the counter:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sets the lettuce down next to Maeve:: Do you have any vinegar? And a knife?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks stricken for a moment before her expression goes blank::: Vinegar is in the cabinet to your left.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks inside:: And the knife?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::clears her throat::: Don't have one... seems they left those out of the dish set when I bought it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve, a little startled:: You should've asked for a refund or an exchange, then. ::washes the sorry-looking lettuce:: Could you get me a bowl?
Maeve Owens: MV: Yep, guess I should have. Darn, didn't think about it. :::walks over to another cabinet and takes out a bowl. She sets it down in front of Donald:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes the lettuce dry, then rips it into shreds:: Have any bread around? And are you in the mood to toast it?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles a little::: I might have some in the pantry type thing. And I suppose I'm in the mood to toast it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles at her:: Thanks. ::gets the bread out, and has to tear it into pieces, lacking a knife::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::watches him, a bit amused and trying not to think about *why* he doesn't have a knife:::
YarnKittymon: DL: You can get it pre-sliced at the bakery, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, I guess I will have to start doing that...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Or you could keep them locked up.
Maeve Owens: MV: The bread? I think that would be going to too much trouble for a slice of bread.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shakes his head silently, then gets another bowl for the bread crumbs:: Could you toast these?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::takes the pieces of bread in one hand and forms a fireball in the other. She gets them a little overly toasted but still edible:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes the bread, smiling:: Who would've guessed you'd be cooking for me?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks:: You don't want me to actually cook for you. Trust me. Unless maybe its a steak or something.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts the makeshift croutons in with the salad and some vinegar:: Well-done, I'm sure.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::tosses the salad with two regular-sized forks, spilling a bit on the floor; he stoops down with a cloth to pick them up::
Maeve Owens: ::::the rug moves a little under his feet and theres a patch of dried blood left on the poorly finished hard wood floors::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::it takes him a moment to realize what it is, and then he just crouches, staring at it, looking a little pale::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks over the counter at him::: Decided to eat your salad on the floor?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, weakly, handing her the cloth:: I spilled some vinegar. Could you get some water on this so I can clean it?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::a small frown appears on her face but she takes the rag from him and wets it a little. She hands it back to him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Thank you. ::scrubs the dried blood off, knowing full well there'll be a stain underneath, soaked into the wood::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::curiously, she steps around the corner::: How much vinegar did you spill?
YarnKittymon: DL: More than I'd thought, and besides, I think you dropped some catsup as well. ::cringes slightly, knowing what a bad lie it is::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::peers over his shoulder and her breath catches::: Yeah, catsup... :::her expression goes blank and she backs away:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands, leaving the cloth on the ground:: It's all right, Maeve. We can sand it away.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she doesn't seem to hear him, held captive by a memory:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::walks over to Maeve, standing right in front of her:: Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she winces, turning her face away from him and pushing at his chest::: NO!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::lets her push him away:: Maeve, wake up! You're not with him!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she backs up some more and turns to dart out of the kitchen:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::follows her::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her foot catches on the kitchen chair and she trips, taking the chair down with her::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::kneels next to Maeve, trying to untangle the chair from Maeve's leg::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she's trying to fight both the chair and Donald::: get away from me!
YarnKittymon: DL: gets hit pretty hard, but just keeps trying to free Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::a fireball forms in her hand and she burns the closest thing to her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::yells as his sleeve catches on fire (and his arm beneath); pulls back, trying to put out the flames::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::finally frees herself of the chair and what she perceives to be Seth, and struggles to her feet::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stops the flames by rolling, and doesn't dare get up::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, trying not to let his pain show through his voice:: It's OK.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::She stops short in her flight, falling down to one knee and glances over her shoulder. Seth disappears from her mind and she sucks in a horrified gasp, glancing from the chair and back to Donald again::: Oh god... :::she inches a little closer to him::: are you... okay?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::cringing:: Are you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she bites her lip, nodding::: I burnt you. :::she says it more as a statement than a question:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sits up, looking at his burnt sleeve and the red flesh underneath:: Don't worry; I have the money to buy a new shirt now.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looking rather guilty::: Hows the burn? You might want to put something on that...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::slowly gets to his feet; quietly:: Can you dress it for me? It's not that bad. ::he says this while he's cringing::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods quickly before standing up herself and ducking out of the room. She returns a few moments later with some supplies.::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::trying to smile:: They say if you play with fire you're bound to get burned.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances up at him quickly, a smirk on her face before adverting her gaze and busying herself with dressing his wound:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, quietly:: Are you all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::weakly::: I'm fine. I'm not the one with the seared flesh.
YarnKittymon: DL: You...::cringes as Maeve touches a particularly tender part of the wound:: You weren't yourself.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::mumbles quietly::: sorry. :::continues dressing his wound:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Have you been like this since... ::shakes his head:: Are you getting better?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::after a long pause she responds quietly::: No... maybe. :::she sighs, her lower lip trembles a little and she bites down on it:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::so softly it's hard to hear him:: I'm so sorry...
Maeve Owens: MV: I know. :::she finishes bandaging him up::: so am I. :::her eyes filling with unshed tears:::
YarnKittymon: DL: We'll get you through this, I promise. No matter what it takes.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::one tear slips down her cheek::: what if theres no getting over this? I couldn't *stop him*! what if... I just...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, softly:: I'll pray, Maeve, for this...this demon to leave you alone. I doubt a sinner like me has much power over anything, but I'll try.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wipes away the tear with her sleeve::: You might be praying in vain anyway, regardless. Why would He take pity on me? Heck, maybe He's thinking I deserved this. ::::smirks:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: It doesn't hurt to ask...and someone told me...He loves us even more than I love you. If that's true, He'll get you through it.
Maeve Owens: MV; :::she pulls away, zoning out again:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks like he can't decide whether to retreat or draw nearer to her; finally compromises and stands up::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hands are clasped in front of her this time, almost like they're tied together. As he stands she brings them up to shield herself while taking a step backwards. The kitchen counter prevents her from moving anywhere else::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::steps a step closer to Maeve, his hand on his burned arm:: Maeve, wake up!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::she flinches, crying out as if something had hurt her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pounds his fist against the wall, yelling, almost a command:: God, make her better!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she cries out again, dropping to the floor and bringing her knees up to her chest. Her hands cover her face to hide the tears flowing from her eyes; mumbling::: just kill me, I'd rather you kill me.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::goes over to Maeve, mindless of the risk, and gently touches her back:: It's all right, Maeve. It's all right!
Maeve Owens: MV: No! get your hands off of me!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes a step backwards, still crouched down next to Maeve, but taking his hand off her:: It's not real, Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she flinches again, huddling closer against the wall:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve, silently, trying not to cry::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she cries out again, her hands pressing against her leg, just above her knee:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: What is it, Maeve? What's wrong?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quite suddenly launches herself into his arms; crying hysterically::: he was going to... and I couldn't... and.. pictures, always taking pictures...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: It's okay, Maeve. Those pictures...that's why you didn't have to testify, Maeve...that's why he's gone now.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::claws at him to get closer:::: no, no its not! and it wont be... why.. out of everyone else why was he the one to get to me!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::holds Maeve close, though her fingernails hurt; doesn't speak::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still crying and snuggling closer against him; mumbling incoherently::: dont feel safe anymore. thought i... thought i was invincible... taken away now. powers useless.
YarnKittymon: DL: They are not, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: then i should have been able to stop him!
YarnKittymon: DL: There's some things...no matter how strong you are, no matter how you prepare...that you can't stop from happening.
Maeve Owens: MV: wasn't prepared... wasn't expecting him to show up until four years from now... and when he did... I just figured I was dying sooner. I ... I didn't expect to make it out of that room alive.
YarnKittymon: DL: I don't *care* what you want, Maeve...I wasn't about to...I'm *not* going to let you die.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::starts to cry even harder::: If it's another.... then I dont want to either.
YarnKittymon: DL: I promise, I won't leave you. I'll always protect you, now.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, still clutching at him:::
YarnKittymon: DL: I *promise.* He's gone now, and the pictures have all been burned.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods again, her crying subsiding:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is quiet for a long time:: When you're feeling better, how would you like to do a radio show?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::a small laugh escapes from her and she pulls back, wiping at the tears. She pats his chest where its wet from her crying and she flushes a little::: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so... ::::looks away, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth::: A radio show sounds like fun.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles:: I'll bring a script by tomorrow. And some paint.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, avoiding looking at him. She stands up, nervously pressing the wrinkles out of her skirt:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gets up too, trying to smile:: You'll get better, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hands are shaking a little and she thrusts them behind her back:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a long pause:: *Did* those pills help at all?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::weakly::: somewhat. For a while but... :::shakes her head:::
YarnKittymon: DL: If you thought it would help, I could get more...I'd keep them for you and make sure I came by so you could take one every day...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grunts::: I'm not a child, I dont need you coming by to give me pills.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::shrugs:: No matter. I'm staying the night.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her head jerks up to meet his eyes, hers wide and suprised::: Oh really?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: I'll sleep outside your bedroom door.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: I'm fine. Everything is fine now. Okay? I dont need you to sleep outside my bedroom door.
YarnKittymon: DL: I don't care; I'll feel better.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::rolls her eyes::: Despite the fact that I dont need babysitting and that I'm not in the mood to forcibly throw you out... but there is a couch you know.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::hesitates:: You...promise you'll yell if somethng's wrong?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs::: what could possibly go wrong? As you say... *he's* gone and my next scheduled death is a long time away.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smirks:: You talk like it's a subway train. And if there's even a few stray rocks on the track, trains can derail.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs, yawning a bit:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at his new wristwatch; softly:: It's past midnight.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Do you think you can sleep?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: define what you mean by sleep.
YarnKittymon: DL: Closing your eyes and losing yourself to unconsciousness? The kind you *will* wake up from in the morning?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces::: oh, yeah. that.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gently touches Maeve's hand, silently::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::forces a smile and squeezes his hand before dropping it::: Um, well... goodnight. :::nods and turns around to get the blanket out of the closet:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't quite know what to say; softly:: Good night.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::leaves the blanket out for him and disappears into her room, shutting the door softly behind her::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sighs, not having the heart to go back to his salad, and sits on the couch, the blanket on his knees, not laying down::


YarnKittymon: : ::Jack and Libby suddenly vanish::
YarnKittymon: : ::when Jack and Libby find themselves again, sun is coming through the curtains of Jack's hotel room, and he and Libby are sprawled on his bed, side-by-side; Libby's dressed, at least, aside from her shoes::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is dressed as well, although he's shed his belt and his shirt::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::wakes up, groaning, and has to stifle a scream when she sees Jack beside her::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is still asleep:;
YarnKittymon: LB: ::climbs over Jack to get off the bed, silently willing herself to disappear again, no matter if she reappears years later, as long as it'll get her out of the room::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::groans as she climbs over him, and opens his eyes, then blinks, looking rather confused::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::seems rather disappointed when she doesn't vanish, and looks back at Jack, silently trying to think of a way out of this mess::
Quantum Catz: JK: As nice as it is to wake up with a woman in my bed...i'm sure i wasn't drunk enough to be losin my memory over it
YarnKittymon: LB: ::murmurs:: It's my power. ::with a little more spirit:: You'd better stay in town a bit longer.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::raises his eyebrows:: What? Takin away my memories? And what's that last bit s'posed to mean?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::flushing:: Lord knows what we did in here, but you're not gonna leave me if you knocked me up.
Quantum Catz: JK: Hey, you don't know me hellish much if you think i'd do that ::rolls his eyes:: Tho since yer dressed and i'm ::glances down:: mostly dressed...i don't see how you think i managed to knock you up
YarnKittymon: LB: ::turns away, though she looks a bit relieved:: I don't know you well, no. ::turns back to Jack, though her gaze is fixed downwards:: My talent...I throw people forward in time. I don't know how far, or what we've done in the time we were gone...
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sighs:: I'm sure that makes for some interesting morning aters
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I only really got scared once before. ::looks up at Jack:: You're absolutely sure you wouldn't've? I don't...think I would've, but I can't be sure; I was drinking enough...
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sits up and swings his legs off the end of the bed, looking for his shirt:: I don't do the whole takin advantage of drunken women thing
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, I wouldn't let you. ::turns away::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::finds his shirt and puts it on, though he doesn't bother buttoning it:: I take it we *are* back to the whole, 'Jack's a criminal and i wouldn't like him if he were the last man on earth' thing then?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::turns back, smirking slightly:: If you were the last man on earth, sure, why not? But don't go killing off everyone to get me. I'm not worth that much.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::grins:: Well i ain't seen that much competition round these parts...
YarnKittymon: LB: Don't be daft. I'd be out of this room already if I could figure out a way to do it without looking like we'd spent the night together.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: Good luck with that
YarnKittymon: LB: First or second floor?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::leans back against the headrest, looking amused:: Second
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grunts:: Maybe I'll just live here 'til you check out, and then say you kept me under the bed.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::laughs:: Well if you wanna live here, be my guest
YarnKittymon: LB: How long until you leave town, anyway?
Quantum Catz: JK: Ain't decided yet...this island seems like as good a place as any to hide out from the cops
YarnKittymon: LB: ::groans, leaning against the wall:: Can't you just leave today?
Quantum Catz: JK: I'm sure you ain't that anxious to get rid of me
YarnKittymon: LB: So what if I'm not? ::curses:: I only fall for fellas who are trouble!
Quantum Catz: JK: ::grins:: So you've fallen for me, eh?
YarnKittymon: LB: Didn't anyone teach you logic? Just because I only fall for fellas who are trouble, doesn't mean I fall for *all* fellas who are trouble...just that all the ones I like *happen* to share that trait.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Well maybe if i stick around long enough you'll change your mind about me...i may be trouble but i ain't so bad
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: You expect a woman to stay by your side while you're in jail for five years?
Quantum Catz: JK: Well if i stay here i ain't likely to get caught again, am i?
YarnKittymon: LB: Not for anything you did *there.*
Quantum Catz: JK: ::mock-innocently:: And what exactly you sayin i did here?
YarnKittymon: LB: Haven't you been stealing?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:: I been takin enough to get by since i got out - how d'you think me and Don got here? But i aint never been caught for stealing yet...it was the smugglin that did me in
YarnKittymon: LB: ::glares at Jack:: You're not the only poor one around, Jack. Things aren't so bad here but they're plenty bad. Hard enough for some families to stay fed!
Quantum Catz: JK: It ain't so hard to tell when a person's hard up or not. And i've only stolen once since i've got off the boat here - and that was some posh twat who was buggin me the whole ride over. Not that it's any of your business, anyway
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks briefly appeased, then turns away:: I'll buy you some green tights and you can be a regular Robin Hood, then.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rolls his eyes::
Quantum Catz: JK: I just know what it's like to be hard up, that's all
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at him; quietly:: You might not believe it, but I do too. And you might look good in those tights. ::takes a few steps and puts her hand on the doorknob::
Quantum Catz: JK: Don't think tights're really my style. You gonna attempt to escape without being noticed now?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I think I'd better. ::flushes, trying to get the courage::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: Have fun
YarnKittymon: LB: You're enjoying this, aren't you?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shakes his head, though he's grinning:: Not at all
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at him; quickly:: You might wipe the lipstick off your face before you leave, Jack. ::after a moment, opens the door a crack, seeing if there's anyone in her immediate line of sight::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::reaces up to his face, feeling for lipstick to wipe away:: Ah, well, doesn't bother me
YarnKittymon: : ::there's lipstick on his left cheek, and a bit on his lips::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rubs at his face and then asks:: Don't you want to put your shoes on first though?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::closes the door again, glancing in the mirror as she walks by; softly:: But my clothes would surely be mussed...
Quantum Catz: JK: :shrugs and grins:: who cares what people think anyway?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs bitterly:: You're a man; if anyone finds out they'll think the more highly of *you.*
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:: Well i wouldn't care if they didn't. Besides, it's not like i would've dragged you here - there must be some part of you that doesn't give a damn what people think, long as it's what you want
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down on the bed, slipping her shoes back on, and flushing red; she doesn't speak, because she knows he's right::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: I'll take the embarrassed silence as an agreement
YarnKittymon: LB: Don't act so smug.
Quantum Catz: JK: I ain't bein smug, just like knowin i'm right is all
YarnKittymon: LB: ::buckles her shoe rather violently:: You...obnoxious man! I *hope* you get locked up!
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: You gonna tell someone what i been doin, then?
YarnKittymon: LB: Is that a dare? I just might. ::stands up::
Quantum Catz: JK: :;shrugs:: Then i'd have to find somewhere else to hide out
YarnKittymon: LB: And you think I'd care, don't you?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:; Ain't saying that...just think you might miss me a bit
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, looking away:: So what if I would? Wouldn't I be better off?
Quantum Catz: JK: Like i said, i ain't so bad really. I ain't the kinda guy who's gonna end up having a secret wife, and i don't use women like that Seth bastard did
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, and turns back to the mirror, fixing her lipstick:: I guess I'll see you around, then.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shrugs:: Guess so
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at Jack, a bit of a shine in her green eyes:: If you really like me, what do you say you work a bit harder at proving you're a nice fella?
Quantum Catz: JK: I am what i am - if you don't like it then maybe there ain't much point in us tryin anythin
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down:: We keep up like this and we *will* be trying something...can't you just convince my brain to go along with it?
Quantum Catz: JK: how exactly d'you expect me to prove it then?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs; quietly:: I don't know. Haven't you ever wooed a woman before?
Quantum Catz: JK: Ain't been into it much really - don't need to woo a girl really to get them into bed, n besides, my last girlfriend was that - a friend - for ages before that, right piece of work she was, dumped me for one of my mates when i went to jail ::chuckles slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirking:: Well, you won't get me any farther than the bed if you don't shape up. ::heads to the door:: I'll see you tonight, then? Whatever night it is; we could've been gone for a week and not know it.
Quantum Catz: JK: Guess so ::grins:: Not like i've got anything better to do
YarnKittymon: LB: ::opens the door, trying her best not to care what anyone thinks, and walks out::

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