~Saturday, March 24, 1928~

YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes to the freak show from the subway station, wearing a dark blue dress and boots, as well as her trademark hat::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks around:: Where *is* everybody?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::comes walking though the door::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks up, a little concerned:: You're late...no one else is even here...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns:: sorry about that. I'm earlier than everyone else though.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, frowning:: I hope they weren't here early...::shakes her head, looking a bit angry:: But they should have waited!
SquirtLaWort: EM: You know they wouldn't just leave. The're probably just late.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::appears near the stage holding a stick of candy floss:: Heya
YarnKittymon: LB: ::was about to say something, but hears Becky; smiles weekly:: Good afternoon, Becky...
SquirtLaWort: EM: Hey kido.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: I thought i was late
SquirtLaWort: EM: You are late.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs, then frowns; softly:: I suppose it doesn't really matter...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: You're not late if you're not the last person to turn up - so what're we up to today anyway?
YarnKittymon: LB: I'd hoped to practice the show again, but that hasn't worked so well thus far. ::shrugs:: Although I believe the Thunderbolt's running today...
Quantum Catz: BM: Cool, let's do that instead ::smiles hopefully::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Becky:: Well we can't do the show if no else shows up.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: All right, unless Ethan's scared...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smirks:: I'm not afraid of anything.
YarnKittymon: LB: I hope it's all right that I left Daniel back at home...
YarnKittymon: LB: I doubt he'd like a roller coaster, anyway.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::laughs:: Yeah I sure he won't mind being left behind.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads to the door:: Well, shall we? It's only a block away.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods and follows Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads east towards a large and very compressed wooden roller coaster (I think it has a house(!) inside the framework but don't remember if that was before or after now)::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Becky:: No fair teleporting away if you get scared...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::laughs:: Like I'd get scared! Rollercoasters are fun!
YarnKittymon: LB: There must be roller coasters twice as tall and fast where you're from...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: I didn't ride them very often back then - but some of them are really good...
YarnKittymon: LB: I wish I could see them sometime...::goes to the ticket booth:: Three, please.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man smirks:: Since it's off-season, that'll be fifty cents apiece.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks less than amused:: I doubt that...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::hands him three quarters:: All right?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man shrugs:: Fine. ::he gets out from the ticket booth and goes towards the ride:: This way.
YarnKittymon: : ::they go up a set of stairs to the platform::
YarnKittymon: LB: Who wants the front car?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'll have it.
YarnKittymon: LB: Then someone else should ride with you. You want to ride with him, or by yourself, Becky?
Quantum Catz: BM: I'll ride by myself
SquirtLaWort: EM: How about you ride with me Libby?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, then steps into the car next to Ethan, sitting and fitting the cloth seat belt over their laps:: But don't get too frightened...although I suppose if you did you could grab onto me...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins and climbs into the car behind them::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Libby:: Well I'll try to get frightened for your sake.
YarnKittymon: : ::the operator/ticket booth man waits until they're all fastened in and then pulls the lever to start the ride. They go ratcheting up a framework incline.::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::leans against Ethan:: You've ridden roller coasters before?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Once, what about you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I spent much of my summers here, when I was younger. I've ridden everything...
YarnKittymon: : ::they reach the top of the hill and go careening down at incredible speed, even being lifted out of their seats and only held back by their cloth seat belts::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::laughs and screams with excitement::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins, silently::
YarnKittymon: : ::the coaster goes up another hill on its own momentum, then through a few dips, curling around on itself, until it finally gets back to the station, coming to a rather sudden stop at the platform::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Libby:: That was great!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: I've always thought so...the Cyclone's a little better, but not much...
Quantum Catz: BM: Can we go on that too?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head, looking down a bit, as she gets out of the car:: No; it's not open today...
Quantum Catz: BM: Why not?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gets out of the car:: That's too bad.
YarnKittymon: LB: It's only March. Even if the weather *is* nice, not many people are coming out here...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: Oh well...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: You'll ride it someday, though.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::to Libby:: So, What do you want to do now?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: I really would've liked to show you all around Coney, but almost everything's closed...
SquirtLaWort: EM: Something might be open because of the nice weather, we might as well look around.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: I know a certain arcade is open, but we may not be so welcome there without Erin...
Quantum Catz: BM: I don't like the cat guy much anyway
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::laughs::
YarnKittymon: LB: I thought we was pleasant. But I don't need to see him again... I'm sure that carousel is open, and perhaps a show or two...::shrugs:: Or we could just see a film.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Whatever you want to do is fine.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::pauses:: Then let's not leave the island. Though there's not so much to do here...we could go to Nathan's, I suppose. ((the hot dog place))
SquirtLaWort: EM: Sounds good to me what do you say Becky?
Quantum Catz: BM: Sure, hotdogs are good
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles widely, heading off that way:: Then it's settled. It's hardly any distance away, either.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::follows Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::gets there in short order; smirks at them:: So what'll you have? ::smiles:: They really do have sandwiches and soda pop, as well as hot dogs.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::shrugs:: I'll just have a hot dog I guess.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: I want a hotdog too - sandwiches are boring
YarnKittymon: LB: That makes three. ::approaches the window:: What to drink?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'll have a coke.
YarnKittymon: LB: I'll have an orange soda. Becky?
Quantum Catz: BM: I'm not thirsty
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs, then hands the clerk a quarter from her purse:: Well, I suppose that makes *that* easier...
YarnKittymon: : ::the clerk quickly gets them their hot dogs, asking if they want any condiments::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: All of them, please.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::takes the hot dogs and sodas and hands them out:: Where shall we sit?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::takes his soda and hotdog from Libby:: How about there. ::points to some seats::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down on the bench, smiling at Becky:: A little different than eating at my house, isn't it?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: Much better! ::looks down:: well, i mean...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: Don't worry about it. ::takes a few bites from her hot dog and drinks most of the soda, but leaves the rest::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Becky and wonders whats wrong with eating at Libby's house but dosen't say anything::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: I just *meant,* this isn't exactly a table...
Quantum Catz: BM: It's just...your mum...I don't...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down; quietly:: I know...don't worry about that...I'm sure you'll...::closes her eyes and shakes her head; softly:: I'm sorry...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles:: I don't mind, really - i mean, i've met *worse* people
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly:: She doesn't...*hate* you...but she dislikes impudence...that's just her way. ::sighs slightly, then leans against Ethan::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Puts his arm around Libby's shoulder:: I hope your mother isn't causing you too much greif.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::puts her arm around Ethan's waist, closing her eyes, not replying::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns:: Come on, what did I tell you about worring? You should just forget about her right now and enjoy yourself.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head a bit, then stands, tossing what's left of her meal into a trash can:: I just remembered a bit of business I have...::looks at Ethan for a moment, then kisses him on the lips::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins slyly at Ethan:: Now *you'll* have to meet her mother
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::blushes and trys to ingnore Becky:: Alright I see you later then.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Ethan a moment longer:: Yeah...::looks down at Becky and tousles her hair:: Be good...::looks back at Ethan, then walks off towards the beach, quickly::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Becky:: Tell me about her mother.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: She's posh, she doesn't like me and she doesn't approve of the Freak Show
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smirks:: You don't aprove of the Freak Show either, you two should get along.
YarnKittymon: : ::Libby's purse is sitting on the bench::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::notices Libby's purse:: Oh no, she forgot her purse.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::stands and picks up her purse:: Do you know where she went?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Off towards the beach i think
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::runs off towards the beach looking for Libby::
Quantum Catz: BM: Hey, wait for me! ::teleports after him::
YarnKittymon: : ::she's nowhere to be seen along the beach, but they can hear faint shouting coming from several hundred yards to the right of them, at the end of the rather long pier by Steeplechase park (and just down the road from the Freak Show::
Quantum Catz: BM: I wonder what's going on
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks towards the pier:: I don't know, Let's go see.
Quantum Catz: BM: Okay
YarnKittymon: : ::everyone who was on the pier seems to be gathered near the far end; they hear one young woman's words:: How terrible!
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::tries to see what everyone is looking at but they are in the way, he turns to someone near by:: What happened?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man shakes his head:: Pretty woman just walked out here and fell right off the pier. Hasn't come up yet.
SquirtLaWort: EM: :: looks down.:: That's.. horrible.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man shakes his head:: None of us know how to swim well enough to risk it. She's probably about drowned now...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at Ethan uncertainly:: *Libby* just walked out this way and i don't see her anywhere
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Becky then out at the water.:: No she couldn't have.. ::Pushes past the people to get a better view:: I think.. I can do it.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::takes off his jaket and dives in the water::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's no one at the surface of the water; whoever's there is under it::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pushes past everyone to stand at the edge of the pier::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::the water is frezzing cold, and he dives below but can't see anyone under the water::
YarnKittymon: : ::finally, Ethan sees someone limp, just below the surface::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks around worriedly, hoping that she was wrong and it wasn't Libby in the water::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::grabs ahold the person and trys to swim back to shore::
YarnKittymon: : ::someone shouts from the pier:: That's a long swim! Here! ::throws down a rope, held by several people:: Tie her to it!
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman doesn't move::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::ties the rope around the woman's waist, but it seems like it's already too late::
YarnKittymon: : ::the men haul her up and set her on the pier; she's wearing a dark dress and a hat, and her skin is kind of gray; whoever she is, she doesn't quite look like herself::
YarnKittymon: : ::one of the men kneels next to her and hits her chest, turning her head to the side:: Wake up!
YarnKittymon: : ::the others throw the rope back down to Ethan::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::grabs on to the rope::
Quantum Catz: ((can't think of anything to say. it isn't libby, is it?))
YarnKittymon: ((It's wearing the same clothes Libby was))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::stands nearby watching them try to ressusitate the woman:: Libby?
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman doesn't respond, but, quite suddenly, after another hit to her chest, violently coughs up quite a bit of water, then inhales, gasping::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gets back up to the pier and see the group of people surounding the women and it sounds like she's alive::
YarnKittymon: : ::a couple men slap Ethan on the shoulder:: Good man!
YarnKittymon: : ::as the color starts to return to the woman's face, she looks much more familiar, and when she opens her eyes, they're bright green; she looks rather confused::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::pushes past to get to her:: Libby!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is still laying on the dock; looks rather surprised; speaks hoarsely:: Ethan...::coughs::...where am I?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::drops to her knees, crying::
SquirtLaWort: EM: You're.. you almost...Are you okay?.. ::he's looks very worried::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Ethan, I'm sorry...
YarnKittymon: : ::a man frowns, then approaches Ethan and Libby:: You two'll catch your deaths of cold. Come on to my beachhouse; it's just a block away. Get you changed into something dry and warm.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles weakly at Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::tries to sit up, but she's too tired::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::to Libby:: How did you end up in the ocean?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::cringes:: We're both...soaking wet...::coughs::...can't this wait? ::with a great deal of effort, manages to sit up; sees Becky, and tears come to her own eyes; puts her head on Ethan's shoulder::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man shakes his head:: None of that now! Come on, you two, or I'll lug you both myself!
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods:: I'm freezing.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is rather dizzy, though she tries to get up::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks at Ethan:: You gonna carry the missus, or should I?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'll carry her.. ::picks up Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Ethan...I'm so sorry...
YarnKittymon: : ::the man heads through the crowd and towards the beach, then into a small house used for changing in the summer; it has several rooms, though no beds:: I'm sure there's something left over here that you two can wear...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::follows the man then looks at Libby:: you don't have sorry about anything.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: No...is Becky coming?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man hands them each a couple towels and some clothes that look like they might almost fit::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::stands up and looks out at the ocean, wiping her eyes, then slowly follows after them::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::starts drying off with the towel:: I'm so glad your okay. I thought you were dead for a moment there.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::manages to dry herself off as well, then goes into one of the rooms to change, silently::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::changes into the clothes they gave him, the pants are too short::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes out; the dress is bright green and looks rather silly on her, but she doesn't care::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks them over, then takes their clothes:: I'll go get these cleaned; you just stay here and warm up, if you like.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Thank you...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::look sadly at Libby:: I'm sorry I think I droped your purse in the ocean..
YarnKittymon: LB: ::eyes widen:: The keys to the show were in there! ::starts to cry::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::really does look funny without her hat::
Quantum Catz: BM: Who cares about the show?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::hugs her:: I'm sorry but you can get some new keys made.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, still crying:: I meant...for you to have them...once I was gone...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pales:: What d'you mean?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives her a puzzled look:: What are you talking about?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, her voice shaking:: I...didn't want to die...but...::breathes raggedly, softly:: Ethan...our stocks failed...our advisors were embezzling...
SquirtLaWort: EM: What?.. Are you saying your broke?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Close to it...my mother and brother too...but...if I'd died...the life insurance...they'd have been well off...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns:: You... you were tring to kill yourself?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::starts to look more angry than upset:: How could you? How could you do that?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::voice shaking:: I knew I'd go to hell for it...I knew it was the wrong thing to do when I saw the two of you...I'm so sorry...::pulls away from Ethan and leans against the wall, her back to them, crying::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::shakes his head starting feel really angery:: I don't understand you, to kill yourself over money. that's just..
YarnKittymon: LB: ::glances back at the two of them, then sits on the floor, still turned away:: And now the people I care about as much as my family don't even like me. I wish I *would've* died.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::tearfully:: Don't. Don't say that
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::sighs:: Don't be like that. If you go try to kill your self again I'll be there to stop you.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, not turning to face them:: I won't, Ethan. I saw you and Becky...I can't imagine you two being like that again...even if I wouldn't be around to see it...besides, if they know it's a suicide, they won't pay the insurance...
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'm sorry but cheer up please. ::holds out his hand to Libby so she can stand up::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I'm sorry, you two...it's...it's easy being rich, but it's the hardest thing in the world to not be, once you've had money...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looking away:: It's just money
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: The thought of going hungry...of my *family* going hungry...::blinks; softly::...but I understand....I *promise,* no matter how bad it gets...I'll stay around.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: I'm glad you'll be around, and don't worry too much about the money. Okay?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::hugs him, then hugs Becky; softly:: Can you forgive me?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods::
Quantum Catz: BM: Just don't do it again
YarnKittymon: LB: You have my word.
YarnKittymon: ((But you know, if something were to happen to her mother...^_-))
YarnKittymon: LB: Well...I suppose I'll have to find enough money to get another set of keys made...I've done the math. If we work *exceptionally* hard, the show might barely turn a profit.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Or maybe I should go back in the ocean for them? ::winks::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::takes his hand, smiling weakly:: If you think it's not worth getting killed for $2 million, I'm sure you wouldn't want to risk it for a set of keys that cost a dime...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::laughs:: Maybe your right.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::half-smiles:: Actually, I think I had all of five dollars left in that purse...but you're right. ::kisses Ethan on the cheek; softly:: Thank you for saving my life...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at her:: No problem and I would do it again in an instant if I had to.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::blushes; after a moment:: I'm sure Becky doesn't want to hear all this romantic talk...
SquirtLaWort: EM: You're right. ::pats Becky on the head:: Sorry about that kido.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::opens the door and looks outside; softly:: To imagine all the things I might have missed...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles sadly:: The first time i saw the ocean was when i came here - i thought it looked so pretty...
YarnKittymon: LB: It is...I love it...I love everything here...that's why...::quickly shakes her head:: Well, we're warmed up; we'll come back later to get our clothes back. Let's see about getting another key.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: okay.

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