~Friday, April 17, 1931~

YarnKittymon: : ::it's been a couple days since the influenza, or whatever it is, came to Marquis, and half a dozen people have gotten sick, though they're all still hanging in there; most of the rest of the town is fearfully keeping to their
YarnKittymon: homes, hoping not to get sick as well. So far, no medical help has arrived, and the sick are left to take care of themselves as best they can.::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::gets up early that morning, rather shaken, but not sick, and gets dressed, then goes to find Jack, wearing a cloth mask for the little protection it might offer::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is still staying at the hotel,where he's got a job working behind the bar::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she is up early as well, feeling rather nervous and decides to check on Toby, to see if she would indeed not be crying at his funeral. After getting dressed she leaves her home and heads towards Becky's place:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::goes to the hotel, looking around for Jack in the bar; it's not hard, as the place is nearly deserted::
YarnKittymon: : ::Becky's door is melted shut, and there's a faint mewing coming from behind it::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is sitting on a stool, talking to the barman working there at the moment::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she reaches Becky's door only to find her way barred. She picks up on some faint mewing noises and she frowns::: Daniel? Is that you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stands back several feet, waiting for Jack to finish::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::meows:: Toby's no fun.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::laughs at a joke and happens to glance around, pausing when he see's Libby and turning to tell the barman that he'll talk to him later. He stands up and goes to Libby:: Hey, how's it going?
Maeve Owens: MV: Are you feeling better Daniel?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Jack soberly:: I need to talk with you.
YarnKittymon: DN: Yeah, but he won't let me out.
Quantum Catz: JK:: ::frowns slightly:: What's wrong? Are you alright?
Maeve Owens: MV: Is Toby in there with you? Still breathing and all?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods quickly:: I'm not sick. Let's go upstairs.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::meows again:: He's still sick. He says it's my fault if he dies.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her eyes close and she sighs heavily::: He's sick? Wheres Becky at?
Quantum Catz: JK: Alright. Come on then ::puts his hand on the small of her back, to guide her out of the room::
YarnKittymon: DN: I don't know. Toby says he made her leave.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::once they're up the stairs; softly:: I need your help, in some smuggling.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::leans up against the door::: Lovely.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::coughs:: Will you let me out?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces::: I dont know Daniel, you sound like you still have a cough. Besides, I dont think I can undo Toby's handiwork.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::grins:: Well, smuggling is my game ::sobers slightly:: What do you want to smuggle though?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mewls:: I want Becky.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks:: Just a little package, about 125 pounds, 124 without her hat.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sadly::: And I cant make Becky come back either, I'm pretty much worthless.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mewls sadly::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::frowns:: Where do you want to go?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sobers:: You'll think I'm mad, but I had a dream...it was by the dam...and now the electricity's gone off. I think it's got to do with this influenza.
YarnKittymon: DN: ::suddenly:: Toby's coughing. I have to make sure he doesn't die, or Becky will be sad.
Quantum Catz: JK: You what?
YarnKittymon: LB: People have been having dreams of others getting ill, and it comes to pass, right? I'm not...not sure it's a regular sickness.
Quantum Catz: JK: Y'reckon it's some...talent...of someone here or something?
YarnKittymon: LB: I think it's coming from outside, whatever it is, but even if we could get a message to the people outside town--even if the radio transmitter was still working--I doubt they'd take the risk of going to the source. Even if
YarnKittymon: they beleived me.
Maeve Owens: MV: NO! If you're really getting better then maybe you shouldn't go near him. ::::looks around for another way inside:::: I'll come in and help. Once I find how to do that....
YarnKittymon: DN: ::doesn't reply::
Quantum Catz: JK: What, so you want to sneak out and find out yourself? What if you're wrong and you go and make the whole island sick?
Maeve Owens: MV: Daniel! :::walks over to one of the windows and looks in:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I'm not sick. I'll come right back the moment I start coughing, I promise.
YarnKittymon: : ::the curtains are drawn so Maeve can't see in::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles slightly::Well i'm not sick either...and you ain't going on your own
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns around, crossing her arms and frowning::: Great. Now what?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::her eyes light up; she's probably grinning, but Jack can't see her lips under the mask:: How do we get past the guards, then?
Quantum Catz: JK: Nothing like a well planned escape route - they don't watch the whole of the town
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads back towards the stairs:: My things are at home.
Quantum Catz: JK: Alright...let me grab some stuff then
YarnKittymon: LB: I'll be downstairs. ::walks down and out of the hotel, a little uncomfortably::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shouts::: DANIEL!
YarnKittymon: DN: ::In a few seconds, Maeve hears Daniel on the other side of the wall:: Are you sick too?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs in relief:::: No. Hows Toby?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::Is down in a few minutes with a small backpack on his back::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly:: He told you to go away.
Quantum Catz: JK: Come on then
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Then he must not be to sick then. :::she shakes her head::: Are you still feeling okay Daniel? Is the old grouch taking care of you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::takes Jack's hand; softly:: Aren't you afraid?
YarnKittymon: DN: I'm fine. Toby's in bed. He's no fun.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, if he's sick then I guess he wouldnt be.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::waves his other hand flippantly in the air:: What's to be afraid of? 'S just a silly bug...and what's a bit of a cold anyway?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::spots Maeve outside of Becky's house; frowns:: Maeve?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly at her and waves::: Hey Libby. What are you doing wondering around?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::just shrugs:: What about you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::points over her shoulder at Becky's place::: Just checking to see if I wouldnt be crying at Toby's funeral like I promised and talking to Daniel who is in there now.... have you seen Becky?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head soberly:: We could sure use her now, but maybe she's out doing....::suddenly stops herself::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Use her for what? What is she doing?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quickly:: Nothing, probably. ::rather quickly turns to head towards her own house::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::follows after her:: See you later, Maeve, i guess
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her frown deepens and she runs after her::: Libby! What's going on? :::sounding a little hurt by their brushing her off:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::very quietly:: If we're caught we could be in jail for six months or more. Leave us be.
Quantum Catz: JK: I don't *do* gettin caught
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stops dead in her tracks at the mention of *jail*. Hesitantly she starts walking towards them again:::: Why? What are you planning to do?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::raises her eyebrows, looking at Jack:: Remind me how you met Donald Quinn? ::back to Maeve:: I'm trying to keep my business from going bankrupt.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: I learn from my mistakes - it's what keeps a good smuggler going
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks, putting her hands on her hips::: And Becky would help you do that how?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Well, if half the town gets sick and dies, it's bad for business.
Maeve Owens: MV: And you expect me to believe that Becky is what? Taking people over to the mainland for you until its all over with?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles weakly:: I don't think that would be the best of ideas, really
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: You know how people have been having visions or dreams, seeing others get ill? I saw something too, and I think we can do something about it.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: I had one. And now Toby's sick. :::softly::: What's your plan?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Go up north to the Little Missy dam--that's what I saw--and see what we can do to stop whoever's doing this. I think he's there, whoever it is.
Maeve Owens: MV: The guy in the cloak? Fun. So when are we leaving?
Quantum Catz: JK: Now, i guess
YarnKittymon: LB: "We?"
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Yeah...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: I told you; it's dangerous.
Maeve Owens: MV: And? What else is new.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Maeve fiercely, then turns away:: We'll *all* be thrown in prison. ::stalks off towards her house::
Quantum Catz: JK: Who says we'll be thrown in prison at all?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::follows after her::: So you dont want me around because you're afraid I'll get you thrown in jail? Thanks for the vote of confidence.
YarnKittymon: LB: Don't tell me *you've* learned from your mistakes too.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::stops again, a little angry and hurt::: Okay. Fine. I give up. Nobody seems to want me around so I guess I'll just go back home and wait to rot! ::turns and starts heading towards her house, mumbling to herself::: Even though I know that I dont but hey, maybe things will change.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::yells back:: I didn't mean it that way! I'm just worried for you!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances back at Libby::: Well it sure sounded that way! Besides, they dont kill people for... breaking out of quarantine... and even if they did it has to be better than whats coming!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::cringes, certain someone has to have heard what Maeve said:: Shush! ::hurries back towards her house::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces:: Oops, I didnt mean that..
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sighs and glances at Maeve:: Don't fight...it won't help anything
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't look back at either of them; slams the door behind her when she gets to her house, but comes out just a few moments later with a small shoulderbag::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::holds up her hands:: I'm not fighting. See? Not even following.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back up at Maeve and Jack; quietly:: What now?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs, still looking a little hurt::: I don't know I wasn't invited.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::looks at Maeve:: If you wanna take the risk, i ain't got no problem with you tagging along
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I guess you don't have anything better to do, either, with the transmitter being out of commission.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly::: No, I don't have anything better to do but I'm not coming unless you want me to.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rather exasperated:: Then come along; then at least no one can accuse me and Jack of sneaking off to neck.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: Well...i'm sure it might occur to them anyway
Maeve Owens: MV: :::with rather false excitement::: Yay! being allowed to come just to appear as a buffer! :::looking rather grumpy::: Wow, you're the bestest friends ever.
YarnKittymon: LB: Are you going to get your things or not?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still frowning::: Fine. But I'm only coming to have some fun. ::::stalks away towards her house but stops short, turning back::: Um.. what things?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: Clothes, I guess; you can use my soap.
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh. :::continues her trip towards her house:::
YarnKittymon: LB: Where do you think the guards aren't patrolling?
Quantum Catz: JK: I've been kind of paying attention to their patrols so there's a coupla places we could probably pull it off
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, looking back the way Maeve left:: I hope Becky's all right...wherevere she is...
Quantum Catz: JK: I'm sure she is...Come on
YarnKittymon: LB: ::follows Jack silently::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::is walking back towards them with a bag over her arm::: OKay. You're alibi for not being able to neck is here.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks around:: If anyone sees us they'll know...
Quantum Catz: JK: Just gotta be subtle
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: But why else would we be carrying bags?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::flatly::: We're going camping in the woods. At any rate... we might want to move out of sight opposed to just standing in the road...
YarnKittymon: LB: The guards know us, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Well enough to know we aren't just going some place else to wait out the flu together?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: We're not *allowed,* Maeve; that's rather the point of a quarantine.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs:: Well, I meant someplace else in town... on our way to wherever it is that the guards aren't guarding. Lie and tell em we got turned around. :::laughs:::
YarnKittymon: : ::they see one of the guards, a rather old man, walking towards them, but he just waves and smiles at Jack:: Eddie's still cooking at the hotel, right? Careful, or I'll tell him you're shirking your barkeep duties.
Quantum Catz: JK: Not my shift yet, mate
Quantum Catz: JK: And yeah, he's still on
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard nods:: Thanks. ::walks back towards the hotel::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::waits until the guard's gone, then heads in the direction he came from, keeping her fingers crossed::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::follows Libby, only slightly nervous at the prospect of getting caught;:::


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