YarnKittymon: LB: ::is on her way out of the office where John works, looking fairly downcast. She sees John and fixes her gaze on him for a little while::
FraserM1986: Jn: wonders why she is staring at him
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't drop her gaze; it looks like she's studying him::
FraserM1986: Jn: narrows his eyes, what is she staring for, it's unnerving him
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finally, rummages through her purse and hands John a business card, silently::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::looks at the business card::
YarnKittymon: It simply reads, "Libby's Freak Show. Home of the world's finest REAL freaks. West 16th Street Coney Island, New York, USA"
FraserM1986: Jn: How did you? Wait a minute, Is this? ::gathers himself:: do you know about my, eh...... talents?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: I do now.
FraserM1986: Jn: if you didn't know before, why give me the card?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs, looking down:: Force of habit. Whenever I see someone who reminds me of my father... Usually I'm wrong. But sometimes I'm right. And either way, at least it's cheap advertising.
FraserM1986: Jn ::suppresses a grin:: cheap advertising is that all it is? Anyway, enough with the pleasantries, what does this "freak show" involve?
YarnKittymon: LB: A bit of showing off, a bit of acting--all summer if you please, though I suppose since you're already gainfully employed, you might prefer to restrict your participation to the weekends...
FraserM1986: Jn: ::pauses for a moment:: yes, since my wife died I have felt something, missing. Perhaps this freak show of yours would take my mind off it
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks rather surprised:: Oh...I'm sorry to hear about your wife... ::smiles weakly:: But doing this makes me feel a bit closer to my father, as well...
FraserM1986: Jn: I see ::returns the smile:: death is indeed a heavy burden to bear, but one can only do one's best
YarnKittymon: LB: Well. Do you have some time? I could show you the show.
FraserM1986: Jn: I dont see why not. It could be quite entertaining
YarnKittymon: LB: Wonderful. ::heads out of the building::
FraserM1986: Jn ::follows::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::has been waiting for Libby outside, sees Libby come out of the building:: Get everything done?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods soberly:: More or less...all our debts will be paid, at least...
FraserM1986: Jn: ::turns to libby:: who is this?
YarnKittymon: LB: This is Ethan. He's a part of the show as well. ::turns to the accountant:: And you are...?
FraserM1986: Jn: John Biggam, pleased to meet your aquintance ::extends his hand::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::shakes his hand:: Nice to meet you John. Are you interested in the show?
FraserM1986: Jn: I might be, I've been needing something to occupy my spare time
SquirtLaWort: EM: Well the show won't be started for a while though..
FraserM1986: Jn: I see, when does it start?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs slightly:: I hope to at least have a test run this Saturday. But so far we've had trouble getting everyone together...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods:: nobody seems to be taking this seriously.
FraserM1986: Jn: why not, if I may be so bold as to ask?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: Well, Becky thinks the whole thing's a bad idea in the first place. Alex is probably off in his own little world by now--he's recently become rich.
FraserM1986: Jn: how, ah, fortunate of him
SquirtLaWort: EM: Not that he deserves it.
FraserM1986: Jn: oh?
FraserM1986: Jn: ::raises his eyebrows:: whyever not?
YarnKittymon: LB: I doubt many people deserve to be rich. Myself included. Though that's been remedied fairly well.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::shrugs:: Maybe I shouldn't say that but you might see what I mean if you meet him.
YarnKittymon: ((If John talked with his co-workers at all he probably knew that that young woman is the until-very-recently wealthy Elizabeth Williamson; her brokers lost her fortune (and then some) in the stock market and through embezzling))
FraserM1986: ((what younge woman?))
YarnKittymon: ((Libby))
FraserM1986: Jn: I heard about your incident, how very unfortunate. But that i am afriad is the way of the world.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::blushes a little, looking down, then looks at him, frowning:: Given my circumstances, I'm afraid I can only pay you a percentage of what we make the days you participate in the show. That may not be very much.
FraserM1986: Jn: That is acceptable, I am not really considering doing this for the money anyhow. My proffesion means I am quite comfortable financially. I apologise for my previous harsh words, it is not my place to preach
YarnKittymon: LB: ::kind of glares at John for a moment, then looks back at Ethan, sighing::
FraserM1986: Jn: Your loss was truly unfortunate and I hope this endevour of yours can recreate your former wealth
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Libby, confused.::
FraserM1986: Jn: sorry, I'm rambling again.
YarnKittymon: LB: Let's not speak of this. ::walks towards the subway station without another word::
FraserM1986: Jn ::looks at ethan:: does she intend for me to follow?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: Yes I think so, though she is hard to read sometimes.
FraserM1986: Jn:thanks, ::smiles then follows Libby::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::walks with John:: what power do you have if I may ask?
FraserM1986: Jn: It is rather unusual indeed ::pauses considering something:: when i though an object, take for exaple a chair
FraserM1986: Jn: and concentrate on it, i can channel some kind of energy into it and it ages at a rapid speed
FraserM1986: Jn: the wood of the chair might warp for exaple, metal objects rust, foods rot. Its very peculiar
SquirtLaWort: EM: You can age objects? Thats amazing and a bit fightening, I mean could you do that to people?
FraserM1986: Jn: I've never tried
YarnKittymon: LB: It's too bad your powers don't work in reverse, or you'd make a fortune.
SquirtLaWort: EM: No kidding.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::laughs heartily:: yes I'm quite sure i would
FraserM1986: Jn: since i told you about my power, might I inquire as to yours, Ethan?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I can move objects with my mind.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::widens his eyes in surprise:: like telekenesis you mean?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods:: Yeah, that's right.
FraserM1986: Jn: that's quite marvelous
FraserM1986: Jn: tell me Libby, do you also have some sort of power?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: Yes, but I cannot control it well enough to be of much use to the show.
FraserM1986: Jn: and what sort of power might this be?
YarnKittymon: LB: Sending people forwards through time.
FraserM1986: Jn: Good grief, that does sound dangerous
SquirtLaWort: EM: Some people have been scared off by it.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods soberly:: Though no one's been harmed yet.
FraserM1986: Jn: Well, at least that is reasuring. I must say, it feels, ... comforting, to know i'm not the only person with weird powers
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles, arriving at the subway station:: I was so happy when I found out, myself...
SquirtLaWort: EM: Yes. It's sort of like having a new family.
FraserM1986: Jn: Yes, It makes one feel less alone somehow
FraserM1986: Jn: where are we taking the subway too?
YarnKittymon: LB: Coney Island, of course. ::pulls out her pocketbook and purchases a ticket for herself::
FraserM1986: Jn: ah, of course ::pulls some coins out of his pocket and counts out the correct fare::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::buys a ticket for himself:: I think you'll like the building Libby worked really hard on it.
FraserM1986: Jn: the building ::looks puzzled, then nods in seeming understanding:: oh the building. What is it like?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finds the train, which is just about to leave; steps on:: Gaudy, like everything else on Coney.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::steps on the train::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::steps on with the rest of them.::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finds a seat and takes it, silently::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::finds another seat and also sits down silently.::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::sits down next to Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down; quietly:: This may be the last time I make this trip for a while...
FraserM1986: Jn: ::takes out his pocket watch and an unused handkerchief and polishes it idely:: How come?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Libby conserned::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: I live on Coney now.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::sits in silence::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at her:: You got me worried for a second there. I thought you might be going away.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::gives him a sharp look:: I promised I wouldn't...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::puts his arm around her:: Yeah I know, you just seem so sad.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::puts her head against his arm:: I know. I am. But I'll make it somehow.
SquirtLaWort: EM: You've got another person for the show, that's something to be happy about.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::trying to change to a lighter topic:: how many people are in this show exactly?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles, looking at John:: I suppose that is. He should frighten people. Almost as much as Alex, even.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Not many, there are just me Erin, Alex and Daniel.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: And I suppose I'm the ringmaster, unless I can figure out my own power.
FraserM1986: Jn: Ah, and tell me, how long does a typical show, if there is such a thing, last?
SquirtLaWort: EM: and there's Becky but she refuses to be in the show.
FraserM1986: Jn: why does she refuse to be in it?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::decides to answer the first question:: We haven't started yet, but I'm hoping for thirty minutes or less. Enough to dazzle the crowd, but short enough that we can get everyone in and out quickly, and make more money.
FraserM1986: Jn: :;smiles to himslef:: i'm impressed by your grasp of the art of finance
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: Not all rich people are fools. ::sighs slightly:: Just too trusting, perhaps.
FraserM1986: Jn: perhaps
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns at Libby:: You've got stop being so down all the time.
FraserM1986: Jn: what powers do your fellows posses, or is that something I should ask them myself?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: You can't understand. You were never rich. ::to John:: Well, you *should* ask them yourself, but then, they're rarely around to *ask.*
FraserM1986: Jn: ::seems taken aback by the sharpness of the answer:: of course, of course, I'll ask them some other time then
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::ignores Libbys coment:: Although we should tell him about Daniel so not to surprize him.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at John apologetically:: I'm sorry. I haven't been in a very good mood lately. Yes, Daniel. He's, well, a giant talking cat.
FraserM1986: Jn: pardon?
YarnKittymon: LB: He's very nice, really. But he's a giant talking cat.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::pales considerably:: I was afraid you said that......
FraserM1986: Jn: eh, how giant is this, this talking cat of yours?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::considers, then puts her hand about 3 or 4 feet off the ground:: This tall, if he's just sitting down on his haunches, which he usually is.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Don't worry he's harmless.
FraserM1986: Jn: you're quite sure about this?
YarnKittymon: LB: Quite. He behaves rather like a person.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Yes, he acts like a child in many ways.
FraserM1986: Jn: oh
YarnKittymon: LB: Though he will chase a string if you drag it across the floor.
FraserM1986: Jn: and where does this talking cat reside?
YarnKittymon: LB: At the show. We found him at a circus, stuck in a small cage.
FraserM1986: Jn: are we going to see him now?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Your not afraid, are you?
YarnKittymon: LB: As soon as we reach the show, yes.
FraserM1986: Jn: afraid? oh no dont be silly! Just ah, aprehensive
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: Well, that's understandable.
YarnKittymon: LB: Perhaps Daniel will be the scariest act, then.
FraserM1986: Jn: i must say though, it will be interesting to meet a giant talking cat, one doesnt bump into them every day. It has been a most interesting day so far.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stands as the subway car comes to yet another stop:: This is ours.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::stands, ready to get off::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::stands up::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads back to the show; it's several blocks away. It's still pretty cold out, so the place is fairly deserted::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::follows, walking next to ethan, says in a low voice:: why's she so melancholy?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::quitely:: She's just upset about her money situation, she doesn't know what it's like to be without it.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::nods slightly, also quietly:: i see
YarnKittymon: LB: ::senses that she's being talked about, but doesn't look back; gets to the Freak Show--which is brightly painted on the outside, though there's no pictures up yet--and unlocks the door::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns. in a low voice:: I can't seem to get her to snap out of it. I guess she just needs time.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::opens the door; the room inside is painted gaudily (I believe in red and yellow stripes)::
YarnKittymon: ::there's a stage at one side and a bunch of bleacher-style seats at the other::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::looking around:: very, eh, very nice
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I'm not sure if "nice" is the proper word, but thank you.
SquirtLaWort: EM: well it's perfect for a freak show.
FraserM1986: Jn: where is this talking cat?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks around:: I'm not sure...::goes into the back room:: Oh my...the back door's open...
FraserM1986: Jn: is there something wrong?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::goes into the back room to see:: What happened?
FraserM1986: Jn: ::follows ethan::
YarnKittymon: : ::the back room is set up with two beds, though everything else is a bit disorganized; it's clear a couple people live back there. The back door leading out into an alley is open, and Daniel's nowhere to be seen:: He must have gone outside...
FraserM1986: Jn: does he often go out for walks?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: No.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks worried:: Where would he go? He could get into a lot of trouble.
FraserM1986: Jn: did a lot of people know about him?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: I don't think so. ::heads out the back door:: We'd better find him.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::follows Libby out::
FraserM1986: Jn ::hastily follows Libby::
FraserM1986: Jn: what could have happened?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head, frowning:: I don't know...::gets to the street:: I'll go this way; you two try that way.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Okay.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::obeys libby and sets out in the instructed direction,::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::follows John::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::walks quickly, but concentrates hard on his surroundings, looking for any hints as to what has occured::
YarnKittymon: : ::they might hear a faint whimper coming from a nearby alley::
SquirtLaWort: EM: Did you hear that?
FraserM1986: Jn: i'm not sure, I think I heard something but i'm not sure what it was
FraserM1986: Jn: what do you think?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I think we should at lest check it out. it came from this direction ::points to a nearby alley::
FraserM1986: Jn: you're right, let's go ::sets off down the alley::
YarnKittymon: : ::as they approach they hear a rather pathetic mrraring sound::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::whispers:: you hear that?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods and then looks around wondering what that sound was::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::still whipering:: lets move closer ::edges quietly forward::
YarnKittymon: : ::crouched behind some boxes at the end of the alley, is, indeed, a giant brown cat with black markings; it immediately bristles and hisses at them::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::jumps back when it hisses half expecting it pounce:: Daniel?
FraserM1986: Jn: ::gets ready to defend himself::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses again, glaring at John::
SquirtLaWort: EM: Daniel, calm down. What's wrong with you?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses at John again::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::opens his mouth to say something then decides it's not the time::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::steps in front of John:: He's not going to hurt you. ::wispers to John:: Get ready to run.
FraserM1986: Jn: ::quielty:: ok, ready
YarnKittymon: DN: ::still has his ears back; brings his right paw to his mouth and starts licking it, not taking his eyes off Ethan and John. The paw is red with blood::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::backs away slightly::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::See the blood on his paw, A trash can suddenly flew up into the air then lands on Daniels head:: Okay Run! ::takes off running.:
FraserM1986: Jn: ::sprints away shouting:: I thought you said he was harmless!
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrows, and is knocked unconscious::
SquirtLaWort: EM: I thought he was!
FraserM1986: Jn: ::sees he's unconscious, stops running:: ah, it looks like you hit him pretty hard
FraserM1986: Jn: or at least your trash can did.......
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks back at daniel then at John:: Okay what do we do now?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::doesn't stir, but his paw is still bright red, and bleeding onto the ground::
FraserM1986: Jn: Shouldn't we get him back to the building?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Yes, we can't have him out here to hurt anyone... ::sees his paw bleeding:: hmm it looks like he's been hurt.
FraserM1986: Jn: Moves to pick him up, Give me a hand would you?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I can do it. ::lifts up daniel with telekinisis::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::looks impressed:: handy
FraserM1986: Jn: let's go
YarnKittymon: DN: ::stirs slightly, but doesn't wake::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::follows John back to the freak show with Daniel::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is waiting there; looks both relieved and worried, at the same time:: You found him! Is he hurt?
FraserM1986: Jn: ::walks back to the show:: I wonder where Libby ended up
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::sets Daniel on the ground:: His paw is bleeding but I think he's gone wild I swear he was about to attack us.
FraserM1986: Jn: yea, if you hadn't knocked him out.......
YarnKittymon: LB: ::eyes widen; kneels by Daniel, examining his paw:: Animals usually go wild when they're hurt...
FraserM1986: Jn: what happened to him?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Be careful Libby, he might wake up soon.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at John:: I don't know...both sides of his paw are bleeding; something must have travelled through it. I don't think we can take him to a vet...we'd best bandage him and hope for the best.
FraserM1986: Jn: perhaps he'll be able to tell us what happened when he wakes up
YarnKittymon: LB: We can't boil any water here, quite...::starts cutting up a bedsheet::
FraserM1986: Jn: ::watches in silence::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::moves slightly, mrowing, his eyes still closed::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at the cats paw:: Poor thing, I wonder who hurt him.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks up at Ethan anxiously:: You can move things with your mind--do you think you could *keep* him from moving if you had to?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Yes, I wouldn't want him to hurt you.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, wrapping Daniel's paw::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::eyes suddenly open; he snaps his jaws towards Libby's hands::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::forces Daniel's jaw shut and his head down:: Are you okay, Libby?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, though her hands are shaking a bit; quickly finishes tying the bandage:: Calm down, Daniel...it's all right.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::tries to react, but can't::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quickly steps back when she's done::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::releases Daniel so he can talk but is ready to hold him back if need be::
FraserM1986 has left the room.
SquirtLaWort: ((not again!))
YarnKittymon: ((He'll be back. I hope. ^^;;;))
SquirtLaWort: ((yeah soon I hope))
SquirtLaWort: ((when is he going to come back?))
YarnKittymon: ((I'm going to proceed now; I don't know if he'll come back or not. If he comes back we can delete his disappearance or have him react to it, but for now...))
YarnKittymon: : ::John suddenly disappears, though Libby and Daniel, at least, are too preoccupied to notice::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses at them again::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at Libby worried:: What will we do if we can't get him back to normal?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::backs away a little, not sounding very certain:: He should be all right once he's healed.
SquirtLaWort: EM: I hope so.

YarnKittymon: ::Ethan suddenly disappears as well::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::backs away from Daniel further, debating whether she can just run out of the room and slam the door to keep him from attacking her::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::appears holding a teddy bear:: Look Libby I won a teddy bear at the...hey, what's wrong with Dan?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses at Becky when she comes in; he tries to back up but he's already completely against the wall; hisses again::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Dan? What happened?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::keeps his ears back, his eyes focused on Becky::
Griffchook: ER: ::was walking by Freakshow when she heard noises from inside. Appears at doorway, then yelps and runs out again.::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrowrls at Erin, then looks back at Becky, hissing a bit::
Griffchook: ER: ::shouts through from outside:: I *told* you he was dangerous!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::ignores Erin:: Please Dan...there's nothing to be afraid of...it's safe here, remember?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::one ear swivels forward a bit; tries to gnaw at the makeshift bandage on his paw::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::glances at Libby:: What happened to his paw?
Griffchook: ER: ::crouching, her head tentativly reappears at the door::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head; softly:: I don't know...it has a hole in it, like someone hurt him...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::takes no notice of Erin this time::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: Oh great...so it's not safe here after all ::to Daniel:: Did someone attack you, Dan?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrrs softly::
Griffchook: ER: ::stands up and edges herself through the door:: Is there anything I can do?
Quantum Catz: BM: You know *we* wouldn't hurt you, right?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::tail twitches; looks rather undecided; finally, sounding like he's about to cry:: It hurts...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::moves closer to Daniel:: It's okay...we'll....we'll help you...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::snarls at her a little, then nuzzles his injured paw; some blood's starting to come through the bandage::
Griffchook: ER: ::uneasily:: Becky...
Quantum Catz: BM: He's my friend...he won't hurt me. Will you, Dan? ::slowly moves closer::
Griffchook: ER: just...be careful anyway...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::makes a little growling noise, then looks up at Erin, his ears back:: I'm scared...
Griffchook: ER: ::quietly:: Who did this to you?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::ears back:: A lady.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::kneels in front of Daniel:: What lady?
YarnKittymon: DN: Lady saw me lookin' for Rarif an' went back inside and got somethin' and it made a loud noise and hurt...
Griffchook: ER: ::increduosly:: She shot you?!
YarnKittymon: DN: Dunno. ::gnaws at his paw:: It hurts...
Griffchook: ER: No wonder! ::to Libby:: Look at him, he needs a vet. Can't you find somebody who will help him?
Quantum Catz: BM: Where's that guy with the healing powers when you need him, eh?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rather hesitantly:: I...don't know any wild animal veternarians, let alone any who would work for free...::looks a little surprised at Becky:: Do you think you could find him?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: I don't know where he'd be. Any ideas?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: I just thought perhaps--I mean, you can teleport to *places*--why not teleport to a *person* instead?
Quantum Catz: BM: I've never tried looking for a person...
YarnKittymon: LB: So how do you always find me so easily? Am I that predictable, that you know where I am all the time?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrrs, pulling the bandage off with his teeth::
Griffchook: ER: Yeah, you found me that day as well. Prehaps you o it subconciouly anyway?
Quantum Catz: BM: I just go places and people are there...i dunno...
Griffchook: ER: So... go somewhere, now, thinking about our healer guy.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::starts licking his paw again::
Quantum Catz: BM: I guess i can try... ::hesitates for a moment, watching Daniel, and then vanishes::
YarnKittymon: : ::Becky finds herself in a small and sterile-looking room with barred windows, a bed, and not much else. Charlie is sitting on the bed, in his old patched clothes, but looks up, startled, when Becky appears::
Griffchook: ((sooo green mile ^_-))
YarnKittymon: ((Lucky for me I'm not going to make a profit off of this so they can't sue. I don't think. ^_^))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::surprised:: i didn't mean to come here...how'd that happen?
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks up at Becky, but quickly looks down again for a moment, then back up:: Miss, y'...don't want t' be here...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::notices the bars on the windows and looks around at the rest of the room:: Uh...where is 'here'?
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks towards the door (which doesn't have a knob) anxiously, then back at Becky:: They say it's a hospital.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::laughs nervously:: Let me guess, it's really a prison
YarnKittymon: CH: I guess so, ma'am. If they catch you here, they might take you too.
Quantum Catz: BM: Oh great...i just teleported into my nightmares...
YarnKittymon: CH: Can't you leave, ma'am?
Quantum Catz: BM: Yeah of course but...i can't just leave you here...
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks a little surprised:: But I have to stay here, ma'am.
Quantum Catz: BM: Why?
YarnKittymon: CH: The door's locked, ma'am.
Quantum Catz: BM: Uh, right ::under her breath:: I *might* be able to take him...I managed with Alex....
YarnKittymon: : ::they hear a key in the lock::
Griffchook: ER: ::takes a watch out of her purse:: Take it she found him then?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::stares at the door, terrified:: Well here goes nothing... ::grabs his hand and teleports away::
YarnKittymon: CH: Miss--! ::doesn't get to say anything else as he disappears::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::reappears with charlie, but remains flickering and drops to her knees, groaning::
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks around, utterly startled; looks down at Becky and kneels next to her:: Miss, are you all right?!
YarnKittymon: LB: Becky!
Griffchook: ER: ::to herself:: I guess she did then...
Quantum Catz: BM: Uh, yeah, i'm just great...
YarnKittymon: LB: You need to rest. Come lay down.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::still flickering:: I'll be fine...in a minute...
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks around nervously:: I'm much obliged to you, ma'am, but I'd best leave so you don't get in trouble. ::heads towards the door::
Griffchook: ER: ::hasn't move since Charlie appeared:: No, we need your help!
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks a bit surprised, but bows slightly:: What's the matter, ma'am?
Griffchook: ER: ::says nothing, just stands aside and points to Daniel::
YarnKittymon: CH: ::approaches Daniel::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses at him, standing (though keeping the weight off his injured front paw::
Griffchook: ER:: Be careful...
YarnKittymon: CH: ::shakes his head:: Miss, I ain't no good at killin' things.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::hisses, swiping his good paw at Charlie, though not close enoguh to hit him::
Quantum Catz: BM: We don't want you to *kill* him!
Griffchook: ER: Can't you heal him?
YarnKittymon: CH: ::surprised:: Oh. That's different. If you can keep 'im from killin' me...::hesitantly::...and if one of you's got a gift...
Griffchook: ER: A gift?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: A power...remember, he used Alex last time
YarnKittymon: CH: Like that long-haired fellow said he had.
Griffchook: ER: Ah, well yes. We all do infact.
YarnKittymon: CH: Then I'll need one of you to help. If you could.
Griffchook: ER: ::looks at Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: All right. ::approaches Charlie::
YarnKittymon: CH: ::timidly takes Libby's hand, then approaches Daniel:: Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt you.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::is shaking a little, but lets Charlie approach::
YarnKittymon: CH: ::puts a hand over Daniel's paw, concentrating; the wound heals perfectly::
Griffchook: ER: ::stares in awe::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::stops flickering but still looks very pale:: See Dan, i said we'd help you
YarnKittymon: DN: ::licks his paw, surprised:: Wow...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Charlie:: Thank you.
YarnKittymon: CH: It wasn't nothin'. ::bows a little to Becky:: Thank you, ma'am. I'd best get outta here.
Quantum Catz: BM: Wait. Tell me about that place you were at!
YarnKittymon: CH: ::looks around anxiously, but stops edging towards the door:: These doctors came and asked me t' come with 'em so I did. Said I was sick.
Quantum Catz: BM: Did they know about your power?
YarnKittymon: CH: I ain't got no power, ma'am.
Quantum Catz: BM: But...you can heal people...
YarnKittymon: CH: Oh, my gift...I dunno, ma'am; they never talked about it.
Quantum Catz: BM: Then...why did they take you? Why lock you away?
YarnKittymon: CH: I don't know, ma'am. I don't know why a lot o' people do a lot a things.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down on her bed, leaning against the wall::
Griffchook: ER: ::sits herself down on the far end of Libby's bed::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: That felt strange...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shivers:: For a minute there it reminded me of... ::shakes her head and sighs:: Well, at least you're free now
YarnKittymon: CH: ::nods:: And I'm much obliged to you, ma'am. If I can help you, just come find me again.
Quantum Catz: BM: You helped Dan...that's all i wanted
YarnKittymon: CH: ::tips his hat to her:: Well, thank you, ma'am. Glad I could be of service. ::leaves out the back door::
Griffchook: ER: Where is he going? Surely his house is the first place they'd look for him?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::still leaning against the wall:: Maybe he's not going there. He didn't seem too interested in staying here, at any rate...::sighs a bit::...a pity; his talent could make us all rich...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::moves over to her own bed and sits down, wearily::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: I get the feeling it'll be a little while before I make anyone disappear again...
Griffchook: ER: How are you feeling?
Griffchook: ((to becky))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wryly:: I'm not going to do that again in a hurry, anyway
YarnKittymon: DN: ::rubs his face against Becky; quietly:: Thank you...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pats Daniel's head smiling:: You're welcome, Dan
YarnKittymon: DN: ::purrs slightly; speaks while purring:: I'm sorry I was mean, too...I was scared...whenever I got sick back in the circus, the vet was mean and I was afraid...afraid he'd...put me to sleep...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: We wouldn't let anyone do that
YarnKittymon: DN: Really? ::pauses, resting his head on the bed; closes his eyes; quietly:: Rarif's gone.
Quantum Catz: BM: Gone? What d'you mean?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: I dunno...he got out and I ran after him...but now I just feel like he's gone.
Quantum Catz: BM: He wasn't around when that woman shot you, was he?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::shakes his head:: No...I never found him...
Griffchook: ER: ::quielty:: I'll go look...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I'd go with you, but I'm not feeling like myself...::smiles weakly::...though I'm better off than Becky, I'm sure...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::ears back a little:: I could go with you, Erin.
HJennyG: ER: ::gets up to leave, surprised:: Alright. You can show me where it happened.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::gets up, his tail twitching nervously:: All right. ::heads out the door, looking around anxiously, his ears perked; sniffs, and starts following a trail::
HJennyG: ER: ::to Libby:: We wont be too long. ::follows behind Daniel::
Quantum Catz: BM: I wish i wasn't feeling so weak
HJennyG: ER: It's okay, someone should stay here incase Rariff comes back anyway, ::pats Beckys on the head::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::heads off down a street, his ears back, looking around anxiously:: I hope no one else is scared of me.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, to Becky:: Do you feel funny, too? Like something's missing?
HJennyG: ER: It's alright, I'm with you. ::puts her hand on Daniels collar::
HJennyG: ((is he waering his collar?))
YarnKittymon: ((I didn't think so, but it doesn't matter probably, so sure ^_-))
HJennyG: ((k :) ))
YarnKittymon: DN: ::smiles briefly, then looks forward anxiously, at a nearby building; softly:: That's where the lady lives.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: I feel like I'm about to fade away. But it always happens if i use too much energy...
HJennyG: ER: ::quietly:: Okay, you better wait here. I'll take a look around.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at her anxiously:: I'm sorry...I don't know what I would have advised you to do had I known...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::crouches against the wall, trying to stay still, but his tail goes wild::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a bit of blood on the ground, and more regular at intervals heading back towards the Freak Show building::
Quantum Catz: BM: It's okay. I knew it'd happen but i wasn't about to leave the guy there. Are *you* okay?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: Alex just fell asleep when he helped heal that kitten...I suppose this is similar. He got better soon enough.
Quantum Catz: BM: What did you mean...about something being missing?
HJennyG: ER: ::follows the blood towards the house, shaking her head. Searches the ground, but there's nothing more unusual. Returns to Daniel, mutters:: I have a mind to knock on that womans door and tell her just what I think about her, firing at a creature then leaving him wounded in the streets ::folds her arms and huffs::
YarnKittymon: LB: I don't know...just...*something.* Almost as though my talent's gone, but it was never very useful to begin with, so I didn't think I'd notice...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::softly:: She thought I was a tiger.
HJennyG: ER: All the more reason to call in animal control, with all the zoos around here it can't be *that* unusual.
YarnKittymon: : ::a woman comes out of the building; Daniel cowers behind Erin. The woman sees them and looks rather surprised::
Quantum Catz: BM: Well Alex didn't seem to have any problems with his power...
YarnKittymon: LB: No, but he just went to sleep after...::pauses::...that man said he needed someone with a "gift"...I suppose he borrows our energy...but it comes back later. Don't you think?
HJennyG: ER: ::looks equally surprised. Mutters:: Oh dear... ::to Daniel:: JUst stay still, it'll be fine.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrrs, concerned::
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman looks at them:: Look out! Behind you! It's a tiger!
HJennyG: ER: ::holds onto his collar and turns to face the wonam::
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman looks rather surprised:: Are you some sort of animal trainer?
HJennyG: ER: ::looks to Daniel. Quietly:: Is this the same lady?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: Yeah...
HJennyG: ER: ::glares at the woman:: No, but he is my friend, and I believe that you harmed him.
Quantum Catz: BM: I guess so...
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman looks rather surprised:: Friend?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: How does it feel? To feel like you're fading away...?
HJennyG: ER: Yes. ::holds tighter to Danils collar::
YarnKittymon: : He's...a wild animal!
HJennyG: ER: And do you shoot at all the wild animals you see on Coney?
Quantum Catz: BM: It's the only thing more frightening than being back in the labs.
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman looks at her incredulously:: What would you like me to do, let them run free? There's children here!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shudders a little:: I'm sorry to hear that...::shakes her head::...that must be so frightening...
HJennyG: ER: Call a zoo! It's not he was rampaging madly down the streets! I know that you couldn't tell that at the time, but he's a gentle creature who wouldn't hurt anyone.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: It's a part of what i am...it's just hard, to have to concentrate on holding myself together
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman shakes her head:: Someone could have been hurt!
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: I just asked her where my dog was...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at the wall:: Sometimes I've thought I'd be better off without a talent...I mean, it's so unpredictable...but if it's faded away now...I feel funny without it...
HJennyG: ER: ::bitterly:: Somebody did get hurt.
YarnKittymon: : If you hadn't let him out unattended, this wouldn't have happened.
Quantum Catz: BM: It's like a part of who you are - i tried telling Erin that but she didn't seem to believe me
HJennyG: ER: He was only trying to find his dog. I trust you didn't shot him too?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods; quietly:: I'm surprised she's staying...
YarnKittymon: : ::looks rather surprised; shakes her head:: His dog?
HJennyG: ER: Yes, Daniel's dog. Do you recall seeing one before you shot him? Or were you too busy rushing for your firearm?
YarnKittymon: : ::shakes her head:: Was he going to eat it or something?
HJennyG: ER: Of course not, it's his pet. Have you seen him?
YarnKittymon: : No. Stray dogs aren't allowed here, either.
Quantum Catz: BM: She's afraid of her powers but she'll have to face them eventually...they're not just going to go away
HJennyG: ER: So people would notice if they had seen one?
YarnKittymon: : I doubt that, but if a dogcatcher saw it...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: If she could just figure out how to sever those links...
HJennyG: ER: Dogcatcher? Oh no! ::to Daniel:: We'd better get back. ::gives the woman a final glare. With as much sarcasm as she can muster:: Thank you for your help. ::walks back to freakshow still gripping firmly to Daniels collar:
YarnKittymon: DN: ::goes with her; quietly:: Told you he was gone.
HJennyG: ER: Dont say that, we'll get him back soon, you'll see. ::walks a little faster:: I hope Libby knows where stray dogs are taken.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: They take 'em to the pound and put 'em to sleep.
HJennyG: ER: But not straight away. ::sighs:: Oh, why didn't we get him a collar? I had no idea there were dogcatchers on Coney.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: Maybe he didn't get caught. Maybe he got hit by a car or fell in the ocean.
HJennyG: ER: Dont talk like that - he'll be sitting at the pound right now waiting for us to collect him.
Quantum Catz: BM: Maybe she could sever the links if she practiced using her powers more
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: Or maybe if she made enough links it would push the old ones out...but that probably wouldn't do any good. ::looks up as Erin and Daniel come back in:: Any luck?
HJennyG: ER: ::shakes her head:: Why didn't you say there were dogcatchers operating here? He's probably in a cage at the pound right now.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::a little surprised:: I didn't know they'd be out in the cold...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: This is turning into a great day, isn't it?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::licks his paw; quietly:: It's all right. Rarif was pretty old...I took good care of him as long as I could...
HJennyG: ER: Well, I think we should check the pound at least, before you give entirely. Daniel?
YarnKittymon: DN: If you don't think they'll do something bad to me too...
Quantum Catz: BM: Come on, Dan. Don't be so pessimistic - Rarif'll be fine, you'll be fine...everything'll be okay
YarnKittymon: DN: You're coming too?

YarnKittymon: ::they go to the pound in search of Rariff--Ethan reappears halfway there--but the dog isn't there::

((--in other words, they didn't find Rariff, was all I was trying to express, though we got rather diverted... --Julie))

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