~Tuesday, May 19, 1931~

YarnKittymon: ::some time after they get all that mess worked out with coming to town and everything, and, yeah...::
YarnKittymon: : ::after their radio show one night, Donald takes Maeve aside in one of the few hallways in the radio station, looking closely at her::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she eyes him expectantly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve as though he doesn't know what to say, and then suddenly kisses her, on the lips, for just a few seconds before drawing back to see the look on her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::pure shock registers across her features and for a moment she stands there, trying to let what just happened sink in:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, not apologizing:: I need to know if you love me, Maeve...if you think you can ever love me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks away::: Right now, no. In the future, I'm pretty certain I do. :::quietly::: I'm just not ready yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::with a bit of an edge to his voice:: It's not fair to either of us to wait like this, for a feeling you may or may not develop. I don't want you to marry me and feel miserable for the rest of your life out of...out of *guilt* or whatever reason you have.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces::: I don't know what to do. Maybe the feeling wont ever come back. Or maybe right now I'm just not ready to settle down. :::sounding a bit frustrated:: I dont know.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::turns away:: Being in love doesn't mean you'd have to settle down, Maeve. It hurts more to hang on to an impossible hope than it would if you just said you hated me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grabs a hold of his arm to stop him::: but then I'd be lying to you if I said I hated you. At least that feeling has passed. Isnt that a good sign?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve sadly:: I don't know how much more of this I can handle.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hand drops from his arm to rub the side of her head::: And now matter what I say or do... :::sighs:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I still adore you, Maeve, and I'm not...I don't *want* another woman.
Maeve Owens: MV: And I *want* to end up with you but to say I was ready to even pick up where we left off on a romantic level would be a lie. So where does that leave us?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, half-smiling, sadly:: Hoping for the impossible, I suppose.
Maeve Owens: ((actually you know what... do you think there has been time for Toby to take care of some of those scars?))
YarnKittymon: ((Maeve's? If she asked))
Maeve Owens: ((she probably would have again and i'm pretty sure she'd be over it enough not to freakout))
YarnKittymon: ((Yeah; Toby would've healed her right up))
Maeve Owens: ((so do you think its safe to say they're gone without actually having to RP it?))
Maeve Owens: ((ok))
YarnKittymon: ((If you like, but you might say it sometime, or have me say it for no reason :D ))
Maeve Owens: ((well if this man is going to fall in for her because of her natural beauty... lol... i'm pretty sure they'd have to be gone... although i'm pretty sure even when they were there that she didnt look hideous))
YarnKittymon: ((But yeah, they should probably be gone ^_^))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head, smiling slightly::: Not impossible. Just not yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve, his smile gone, and a bit of coldness in his expression, which Maeve has probably never seen before, and then he turns to walk away::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the look surprises her, along with the fear of being alone welling up inside of her yet she makes no move to stop him. Instead she closes her eyes and leans against the wall, a million thoughts racing through her mind:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the hallway is quiet for a little while, and then a polite, vaguely British, male voice asks Maeve:: Pardon me. Miss Gardner?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the sudden intrusion into her quiet space startles her and she straightens up quite suddenly::: Um no, sorry.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man smiles warmly; he has dark skin, rather exotic, with deep blue eyes, and his holding his fedora in his hand. His slicked-back hair shines slightly in the electric light:: I'm terribly sorry. ::extends his hand:: Guy Stowe; I'm here to speak to Miss Gardner regarding a radio show...?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she takes the offered hand, returning his smile::: Maeve Owens. I'm sorry Mr. Stowe but I don't know anyone here by that name. You could check with the front desk.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather surprised, but smiles:: Oh? Well, there's no other radio stations on the island, so I suppose some blighter must've lied to me, to bring me into town. ::grins:: I don't suppose it was you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::laughs::: I'm sorry you got tricked into coming down here. :::smiles warmly at him::: If it had been me I would have tricked you into going some place more exciting.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still smiling, his teeth seeming quite white in his dark face:: Would you care to try?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she laughs, a grin still teasing the corner of her lips:: Hmmm, I dont know. I'm always up to a challenge.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs slightly:: You find the place and I'll foot the bill. What do you say?
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I'm afraid there arent many exciting places around here and I'm not entirely sure it would be a good idea. :::she bites the bottum of her lip:::

YarnKittymon: GU: ::his face loses its smile; softly:: So there's another man.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns:: Well, not technically...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins briefly, before sobering quite a bit; very quietly:: Was it someone you recently lost?
Maeve Owens: MV: Three years ago actually but he's kind of back and um, well...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::without thinking:: You don't believe in ghosts, do you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::trying not to laugh::: No, of course not. I knew him when I lived in New York and I hadn't seen him since I moved out here three years ago.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods, still rather seriously:: I see. Three years is a long time for any man to wait, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Guess its pretty easy when theres nothing else he can do but wait.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::rests his fedora on his chest:: I suppose not, but it seems only right to give him an answer, either way.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I have, I suppose. Not ready yet to risk everything by letting him back into my life. Thats an answer isnt it?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles slightly:: A better answer is that you're taken with another fella in town and want to see if you can fall in love with *him.*
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grins::: Well, I dont know about that, sounds kind of sudden if you ask me.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, three years seems an awfully long time to be not-really seeing a man, to me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles::: Its a little more complicated than that
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, there's nothing stopping us from discussing it over a friendly meal, is there?
Maeve Owens: MV: I suppose not. Wouldn't be very nice of me if I didn't show you around our small town.
YarnKittymon: GU: It's not that small, really. One of the biggest on the island.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Well, not small I suppose but big enough to get lost in. :::smirks::: Done so myself on a few occasions but that was just in the first few weeks I was here of course. :::grins::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles at Maeve:: Well, shall we be off?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:: Sure. :::leads the way out of the building and to one of Marquis's well known restaurants:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his hat back on when they get outside; it's a rather cloudy day, threatening to storm, though it's not yet raining:: This looks wonderful.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Its a favorite of the locals. Even some from neighboring towns come by to eat here. They're famous for their steak sauce.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins:: Not the sauce; I'm trying to get off the stuff!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: They have other things. Salads if you prefer.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: I meant, liquor.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns for a moment but it quickly disappears::: Oh, well, then I guess I wont show you where I popular tavern is located. :::smiles:::
YarnKittymon: GU: Do you drink?
Maeve Owens: MV: Did. Dont anymore.
YarnKittymon: GU: Good to hear it. ::enters the restaurant, where they are seated quickly, though several people stare at the couple, being used to seeing Maeve with Donald::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she ignores the stares trying not to feel guilty about being there with another man. She smiles a little uneasily at him:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::very softly:: I thought you weren't an item.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: We aren't. Not officially. I guess they are just used to seeing me with him. People don't take change well I suppose. Plus half of them probably hate me. :::smiles::
YarnKittymon: GU: Oh, I find that hard to believe.
Maeve Owens: MV: Stick around long enough and I'm sure it wouldn't be so hard.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::frowns, pulling back Maeve's chair for her:: Really?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles her thanks and sinks down into the chair::: I guess I have a tendency to speak or act before I think.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::sits down across from Maeve:: Don't we all?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs::: I suppose. :::after a pause:: So tell me, why did you come here looking for a spot in the radio business?
YarnKittymon: GU: Closest thing to being a star someone can be on this island, you know? Well, I suppose I could be an actor, but most of them are traveling troupes, and I hate small towns.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: I was a part of a traveling troupe for a while. It was fun for a while. Guess I've always been drawn to the entertainment world.
YarnKittymon: GU: What was your act? Or was it a play?
Maeve Owens: MV: They were plays.
YarnKittymon: GU: What characters did you play? The romantic leads, I suppose?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs::: No, I was never the lead. A fact that I wasn't heart broken over either. The roles I got to play were a lot more fun than the sappy love struck woman. :::grins::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: The troublemaker, huh? ::when the waiter comes, Guy orders a steak::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Mostly. Once I had to stand in for the supporting actress who was playing the leads best friend. One of those roles where the woman is in love with her friends fiance. There was a lot of crying and a cat fight. It was challenging but just because it was different from anything else I had done. What about you? Any background at all in the theater business?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, then smiles:: Well, maybe a little into murder-mysteries.
Maeve Owens: MV: Really?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs, a little more seriously:: Not acting, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: Writing them? Solving them...?
YarnKittymon: GU: I'm a detective...usually nothing nearly as exciting as murders, of course, but it sounds more exciting.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her smile fades and she fidgets::: Oh. So what mystery are you chasing right now?
YarnKittymon: GU: The mystery of who needs a mystery solved for a price.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles again:: Oh. That must be exciting. And you're going to give that up to go into the radio business?
YarnKittymon: GU: I figured I could do both at once. Though it sounds like there's no chance for me on the radio anyway. ::shrugs:: You have some spots as an actress there, though, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: I have a skit I do with Donald but thats about it. It does leave a lot of room open for other things.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins:: Ever thought about solving unsolvable crimes?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: No, can't say that I have.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, let me know if you'd like to try someday. You might enjoy it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, it does sound rather exciting.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: Then I'll let you know when I find another case. I always thought it'd be nice to have a partner.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Neat.
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter brings their food, seeming slightly interested in the scene::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she had ordered some salad with extra dressing and at the waiters slightly interested look she narrows her eyes at him; daring him to voice his interest:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smirks at the waiter:: We're discussing *business,* if you don't mind?
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter frowns, then asks if they need anything else::
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, for you to leave. :::smiles sweetly::;
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter bows slightly:: Excellent choice, ma'am. ::walks away::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::rolls her eyes::: Some people are just way too interested in what everyone else is doing. :::sighs::
YarnKittymon: GU: That's the advantage to living somewhere off the island, I suppose.
Maeve Owens: MV: Ha. No matter where you go there is always someone willing to stick their nose where it doesn't belong. :::grins:: Then again I guess thats how a detective makes a living.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles slightly:: Guilty. But it's in the name of good, at least.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles::: Of course. Its also in the name of justice and therefor the snooping is justifiable.
YarnKittymon: GU: You can see why I enjoy it, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah... Have you solved any in the past?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: I tracked down a crook who was stealing from the elderly all around the island; he's still in jail for it.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Really? Who was he?
YarnKittymon: GU: Martin Sakai. I doubt you've heard of him.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: Thats pretty neat though.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his eyes suddenly widen, though he doesn't say anything, and belatedly starts eating::
Maeve Owens: MV: So were you able to return everyones goods?
YarnKittymon: GU: What? Oh, yeah. No problems there at all, except he'd been at it for six months and a couple of the victims had passed on since then. But their families were happy.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she drowns her salad in dressing before taking a bite.:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::slowly:: I haven't caught many murderers, though. The guards here aren't so inept; usually they find them before a family member has to come to *me* for help.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::bitterly:: I still wouldn't trust them to *save* my life.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::hesitates; quietly:: Well, that turned out all right in the end, didn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her fork pauses half way to her mouth and she gives him a questioning look:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Seth Cooper, but at least he's suffering in hell now.
Maeve Owens: MV; :::the fork slips from her fingers, clattering noisily onto her plate. She straightens up, her eyes darting off to the side before coming back to look at him; quietly ::: So, you knew who I was all along then?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I was so taken with your beauty, it didn't click until just now, actually.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances down at her lap; frowning::: Gee, how well known is that whole mess? :::nervously plays with the corners of her napkin and ignoring the whole "beauty" remark all together:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly:: It was in the papers, but most people have already forgotten. I just read up on all the crimes I can, as research.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods; still frowning:::
YarnKittymon: GU: They never should have let him out of prison in the first place. ::after a moment:: And I'm sure you don't want to talk about it at all. I'm sorry.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pushes her salad away and smooths the napkin down across her lap:: Not the most pleasant topic for conversations. :::smiles weakly::
YarnKittymon: GU: You get used to it, if you're in the business of solving crimes.
Maeve Owens: MV: True.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, frowning:: I'm just glad you're all right.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles:: Yeah. So um, do you mainly read up on crimes just here on the Island? Or are you into stuff that happens on the main land too?
YarnKittymon: GU: Mostly here. Why?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Just wondering.
YarnKittymon: GU: Have you lived here your whole life?
Maeve Owens: MV: No, how about you?
YarnKittymon: GU: Since I was a child. It's not so exciting as the mainland, I suppose, but it's home.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, all this peace and quiet takes some getting used to. ::forces a small laugh::
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, it doesn't sound like you had much of *that.*
Maeve Owens: MV: I did for three years.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, if you ever wanted to get away from peace and quiet...there's me.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: I was never one to turn down an adventure.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles, though he's clearly trying to hide his excitement:: I'll inform you when I have a beginner's case, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Sounds like fun.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::gets back to eating; he chews slightly louder than Donald, but otherwise is at least as polite, and arguably more handsome::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::tentively picks up her fork and half heartedly stabs at her lettuce.::
YarnKittymon: GU: You were right, Miss Owens; this sauce is delicious.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wrinkles her nose::: Please, call me Maeve. I feel like I should be an old maid at the school teaching little kids how to read when people call me Miss.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs:: You're still young enough; you don't need to worry about being mistaken for an old maid just yet.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: All the same, miss makes it sound lke I'm closer to getting there.

YarnKittymon: GU: ::still smiling:: Then my apologies, *Maeve.*
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: No need for apologies.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, you inferred I was as much as calling you an old maid, and as I said, nothing could be further from the truth.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I didn't mean to infer that... :::smiles::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::leans a little closer to Maeve, smiling back at her:: You're truly stunning. It's a shame you're only on the radio, and not in movies.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::ducks her head::: Uh, thanks. :::smiling slyly::: You're not so bad yourself.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes in through the front door, seeing Maeve with Guy, and the both of them looking like they're enjoying themselves; he stops still, watching with wide eyes::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his smile widens just slightly:: Oh, you don't need to lie to humor me.
Maeve Owens: MV: Okay, fine you caught me. ::pauses:: You're *very* handsome.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs:: Now I *know* you're lying, but I'll take it anyway. ::reaches out for Maeve's hand::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't move, though he looks rather like he's been shot in the chest (aside from the lack of blood spurting out and all)::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she rolls her eyes, a smile still teasing her lips, and she lets him take her hand. A feeling has her glancing towards the entrance, the site of Donald wipes the smile from her features and she draws away from the man in front of her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::finally walks over to them, looking pretty pale; leans down next to Maeve:: So this is why you wouldn't commit to me. ::looks rather coldly at Guy::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks back at Donald, not seeming to be sorry at all; sarcastically:: Pleased to meet you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns her face up to Donald, whispering harshly::: I just met him after you stalked off! Not that I should need to defend myself to you.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands up straighter, looking down at Maeve:: Well, it's clear I don't mean very much to you, then.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::stands up; he contrasts with Donald as he's taller, a little stronger, and much darker and healthier-looking:: The lady has a right to make her own decision, and you have no right to try to upset her. ::looks back down at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks between the two of them, somewhat bewildered before she narrows her eyes at Donald:: You did! But you kind of blew it! ::whispers:: And I'm still not entirely certain you wouldn't trade us all over again for the chance to live forever!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks more hurt than he did the last time Maeve slapped him; softly:: I've spent the last three years only thinking of you, how I could make it up to you. After all we've been through...and you can't even think of trusting me...::narrows his eyes, turning away:: I'll prove it, then. That I wouldn't trade even one of you for my own life. ::goes to walk out of the restaurant::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quickly stands up and grabs for his arm:: Whats that suppose to mean?
YarnKittymon: DL: If you're still so worried that I'll hurt you or your friends, I'll make *sure* I can't!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her voice raising:: Oh! So now you're going let me have yet another death hanging over my head! Thats real nice of you Donald. ::theres a touch of fear in her icy glare::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve, rather upset himself; very quietly:: I'll just go back to America and turn myself in, then.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still looks rather calm, but his eyebrows raise at the words "turn myself in"::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sighing, then quietly:: No, I don't want you to turn yourself back in. I guess I'm not really worried about that as much as I thought I you were straight goods but then you turned out to be like everyone else I had met. And I suppose I should have been over it by now because of everything but... :::groans, sinking down into her chair and dropping her head into her hands. A second later she points one finger at Guy, but keeps her head hidden::: And if wouldnt mind forgetting everything you just heard I'd appreciate it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans unsteadily over Maeve; softly:: Tell me what to change, what I can do so you'll want to be with me, and I'll do it.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nudges Donald aside and puts a hand on Maeve's shoulder:: Come on, Maeve. I'll pay the bill; let's just get out of here.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::jumps, not recognizing the touch and she glances up at Guy and then over at Donald. She stands up, rubbing at her eyes:: I don't know how to fix this. I just don't. ::she looks like she feels miserable::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand, setting a few bills on the table with his other hand:: Come on.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans heavily against the back of Maeve's chair, looking even paler; softly:: Don't leave me, Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she doesn't move, just stands there, biting her lip and wondering what to do. Theres a nice man standing in front of her, one who now thinks he has a chance with her and the man she fell the hardest for standing behind her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly sits in the chair Maeve had occupied a couple minutes ago, looking down at the tablecloth and breathing hard::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his arm around Maeve's waist and tries to escort her out of the restaurant::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::for a few seconds she doesn't move but reluctantly she allows herself to be escorted from the room. She still had her back to Donald so she never saw him sit down::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly, as they're near the doorway:: You deserve better than a criminal anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces:: He's not that bad of a person really. We all just got in a bit of a tight mess but he helped us in the end. I'm no better really. Theres just some things that I cant forget... ::an image of him bringing in their com
Maeve Owens: panions comes to mind::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::turns back to glance at Donald, and sees that the man doesn't look well at all, but doesn't mention it; turns back to Maeve:: As I said, you can't change the past.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::starts look over her shoulder; frowns:: And you cant seem to control your future either.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles faintly:: Sure you can; that much is easy.
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter has brought Donald a cup of water and is trying to get him to drink it, or at least sit up, and Donald's at least trying to do so::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her gazes lingers on Guy's face; smirking:: Then whats your trick because I'm having a heck of a time trying to keep with whats suppose to happen.
YarnKittymon: : ::finally, the waiter pushes past them, walking rather quickly out the door::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: A clean record's a bit of a help.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she frowns at the waiter and then looks back in the direction he came from:::
YarnKittymon: : ::a woman who was eating in the restaurant is now sitting next to Donald, struggling to keep him upright; Donald's gaze is fixed on the table, still, and he's still breathing unsteadily::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen and her words escape as a whisper:: Donald... ::she moves to head back towards the table::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::releases his hold of Maeve, though something in his expression looks rather cold; he follows her at a distance::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rushes over:: Donald? ::leans down next to him, worried. She glances over at the woman expecting answers::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::blinks a couple times, and manages to look up at Maeve; softly:: Good timing...now...you can...::suddenly coughs, so hard the woman has to tighten her grip to keep him from falling out of her arms::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She attempts to help the woman hold him up. Her voice is calm with a hint of humor:: I hate to burst your bubble Donald but this isn't it. You hear me? You have until 1937 and its cheating if you cop out on me early.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his breathing eases just slightly; softly, and hoarsely:: I won't...won't leave you, Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles, shaking her head:: You're hopeless, you know that? Now what happened?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::weakly, trying to smile:: I guess you...broke my heart...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rolls her eyes at Donald before looking up at the woman.:: I'm guessing the waiter took off to fetch the doctor?
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman nods, looking rather frightened:: He's still able to talk at least. That's good...right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods, then looks back at Donald:: How are you feeling now? ::smiles:: Is the heart *mending* yet?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I think it was just a spell; it's happened before. I...I told you, I'll...be fine.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tentively glances up at Guy and slowly raises to a standing position; softly:: I'm sorry you had to get caught up in all this but I can't just leave him here.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly, though he sounds pretty disappointed:: I understand. Do you want me to help him to the doctor's?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: If you would, I'd appreciate it. Thank you.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grabs Donald a little roughly and forces him to stand:: Can you walk?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gasps softly:: Yeah...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grimaces and holds onto Donald in hopes to soften the blow::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::feels a little cooler than he usually does, and his forehead is damp with sweat::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly drops out of Maeve and Guy's grips onto the ground, his eyes rolled back in his head::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gasps:: Donald! ::drops to her knees and gently touches his face:: You cant leave me too darn it!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his face is already cooler than it was, and he doesn't react at all::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her mouth drops open slightly and she looks kind of panicked for a moment but then she's trying to pull him up:: Help me! We have to get him over to the doctor's *now*!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::while trying to help Maeve:: The waiter went for the doctor, right? He should be here soon...
Maeve Owens: ::A man in a white coat strides through the doors of the restaurant and immediately spots the man on the floor. He nudges Maeve to the side a bit and leans over Donald. He removes the stethescope from around his neck and begins to check his vitals. His calm brown eyes glances up at Guy:: How long has he been like this?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't have a pulse, and he's not breathing::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly, though not looking particularly concerned:: He was ill for a few minutes, and then he just dropped unconscious.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks rather miffed at being pushed to the side but she keeps silent, looking worriedly at Donald::
Maeve Owens: ::without a word he starts CPR on Donald::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather startled:: What's he doing?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the color completely drains from her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::confused, and slightly shaken:: Some form of mouth-to-mouth?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand, looking more concerned:: I don't...think there's anything he can do, then...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks completely horrified for a moment and then snatches her hand away, glancing back at Donald, now visibly shaking::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks back at Maeve, a little startled::
Maeve Owens: ::the blonde haired doctor ignores the onlookers, doubling his efforts to save the man lying in front of him::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::murmurs softly:: I guess you loved him, then...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::whispers:: Yes. ::her eyes stay fixated on Donald a bit longer before squeezing shut::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather troubled for a moment, and then steps forward, pushing the doctor aside:: Hang on; I know a trick that might work.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her snap open and they widen in surprise::
Maeve Owens: ::He's knocked off balance for a moment, shocked at the sudden interuption:: Are you a trained medical professional young man? Unless you have some power then I suggest you leave this up to me.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::glares at the doctor, his blue eyes shining dangerously in his dark face:: One minute's all I ask.
Maeve Owens: ::sees the look in his eyes and backs off::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::raises his arms high over Donald, murmuring some strange-sounding words, and then lowers them, touching Donald's palms, his knees, his chest, and then, briefly, his neck::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly starts coughing, violently and so loudly one might expect him to lose a lung in the process::
Maeve Owens: : ::Looks over at Guy, nodding:: Nice. What did you just do? And could I convince you to come work for me part time? ::gives him a toothy grin:: :
Maeve Owens: ::he then moves to check Donald again, to quiet the coughing::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head quickly, not replying; stands next to Maeve again::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes a couple deep breaths; he still looks terrible, but is definitely alive, at least::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sits there blankly, watching Donald and looking up at Guy:: Why didn't you just do that to begin with?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking at Maeve:: I'm no doctor; it was just a trick I picked up in India. I didn't want to make things worse.
Maeve Owens: ::he reaches for the glass of water on the table and holds it up for Donald to take a sip:: Well Mr. Quinn, we need to get you over to the clinic so I can better determine if that was your heart or not.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods weakly, catching Maeve's eye; softly:: I don't know what happened...I wasn't *that* ill, I didn't think...
Maeve Owens: ::he sets the glass down and cuts his gaize towards Maeve, who still looks a bit shaken before returning his attention to his patient:: Well, thats what we need to find out.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::holds his hand out to the doctor so he can help him stand, as he's still rather weak::
Maeve Owens: ::he takes Donald's hand and helps him to slowly rise to his feet:: Do you feel shaky? Should we send for the stretcher or do you think you're strong enough to walk?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::still looks pretty pale, and his hand's trembling a little:: I think I can walk.
Maeve Owens: ::supports the man as they head out of the restaurant:: You remember what day it is Mr. Quinn?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Tuesday. The 19th.
Maeve Owens: ::nods his head:: Alright then. Just one more for good measure.. whose the worried red head lingering behind us?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks behind him, almost falling, though he's smiling widely:: Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles back and then moves to help when he trips::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I thought...::takes a deep breath:: If I would've known...this was all it took...to get your attention...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns at him:: Try it again and you *wont* make it 1937.
YarnKittymon: DL: I wouldn't...wouldn't worry you for anything, Maeve...::suddenly, looking a bit more pale::...was I really...gone?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods, looking rather scared:: And dont you *ever* do that to me again.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can't...can't promise... at the last checkup, Doctor Manners said I had maybe two years. I can't imagine that...being dead for a bit's helped any.
Maeve Owens: FM: ::glances back at Maeve and Guy:: And it would be mighty helpful if one of you could get the door.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::was hanging out far in the background, but goes forward to open the door:: I guess you don't need me for anything more, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head at Donald, tearing up just a bit::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts a shaky arm around Maeve; softly:: But I can promise to love you with whatever I have, as *long* as I have...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she goes into his embrace, resting her head against his chest for a moment:: I'm sorry I'm so stubborn.
Maeve Owens: FM: ::continues to try and move Donald towards his office::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::very softly:: Will you be waiting when he's done checking me?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods, smiling slightly:: Its the least I could do after all the waiting rooms you've been sitting in.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts one hand on Maeve's; softly:: Don't be silly...I still owe you more than I could ever pay back...::leans against the doctor again::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::frowns, trying to support most of Donalds weight::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands up a little straighter, slowly heading to one of the examining rooms::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::goes into the examning room and closes the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::takes a seat out in the waiting room, her foot nervously tapping against the floor. After a while she remembers Guy and looks around for any sight of him::
YarnKittymon: : ::after a few minutes, Guy does come into the office, frowning::
Maeve Owens: FM: Alright Mr. Quinn, I'm going to listen to that heart of your okay? ::takes out his stethescope, listening to his heart::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks up when he does, looking rather embarrassed:: Not how you imagined spending your afternoon was it?
YarnKittymon: : ::Donald's heartbeat is still irregular and a little strained, though not much worse than the last examination::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: No. I guess I should be moving on, though. I just wanted to say 'goodbye.'
Maeve Owens: FM: Doesn't seem much worse Mr. Quinn, but certainly hasn't gotten better. ::continues to look for any evidence that would suggest this episode wasn't related to his heart condition::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grimaces:: I'm sorry. You must think I'm a horrible person for leading you on like that. But believe me, thats not what I had intended at all. :::laughs nervously::
YarnKittymon: : ::other than his heart, Donald seems to be in as good a shape as he was at his last examination; admittedly, that's not great, but not so terrible that he'd be expected to just drop dead::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: You're not the horrible person. ::goes to the door:: Goodbye, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: FM: I cant seem to find anything else wrong with you Donald, well nothing that wasn't there before. :::he flips his stethescope back around his neck.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Like I told you, my father just died in his sleep, when he was about my age. I'm not expecting any miracles.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head, then quietly:: Goodbye. It was nice meeting you.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: If he ever breaks your heart...
Maeve Owens: FM: Perhaps not Mr. Quinn, but lets not try and get the health problems stacked up against you eh?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I know. What do you suggest? More exercise, or less?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: He does it again and he's gonna be sorry. ::glances down at her lap::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods silently, glancing at the door, but hesitantly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks at him, expecting him to say more::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking back at Maeve:: But you really do love him, right? Not just because you thought you'd lose him?
Maeve Owens: FM: The light exercising we talked about, the walking and such. Are you still eating right? How much stress is in your life right now?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: Plenty of vegetables, and I walk around town until I get winded. And the only thing in my life that really worries me...I wouldn't cut out of it if never seeing her again would give me another forty years.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: I was considering it before that happened. It just jarred me into admitting it.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::exhales slowly:: Well...it's not the end of the world when the person you love *does* die. It just feels like it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, I'm very well axquainted with the feeling actually. ::smiles::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::nods:: Well, I think thats about it Mr. Quinn. ::steps back:: Good luck with that red head of yours.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods soberly, still looking rather unhappy:: Well. Take care. ::opens the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: You too.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles back at the doctor, and walks to the waiting room by himself, arriving just as Guy's left::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stands up as she sees him come out, she looks rather nervous:: You know, I'm kind of sick at looking at this place. ::smiles weakly::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes Maeve's hand and draws it to his lips; softly:: Well, not again...for a while, anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, biting her lower lip::
YarnKittymon: DL: Come on; I'll walk you home.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Okay.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::heads in that direction, silently and slowly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stays silenlt also, walking in step beside him, her eyes fixed to the ground::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stops in front of Maeve's house, gazing at the doorway::
Maeve Owens: MV: Did you want to come in before heading home?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, smiling weakly:: Please.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she opens the door and leads him inside, motioning to the couch:: Take a seat. Can I get you anything?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looking rather pale again; looks up at Maeve; softly:: Probably not, but it's worth a try. ::drops to one knee in front of Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes go wide, her breath catching in her throat::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pulls out a gold ring from his shirt pocket, set with a fairly large diamond in the center and two smaller red stones on either side:: I know what they say about marrying in haste, but by all accounts I haven't that much time to waste, either.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::if its even possible her eyes get even wider. Her voice trying to work around the large lump that has suddenly lodged itself in her throat yet nothing comes out::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve; softly:: Whatever you answer is fine with me, Maeve. I just...wanted to let you know...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::blinks a few times::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, smiling nervously::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::almost a whisper:: What if I said yes but perhaps waiting a while on the whole tying the knot thing? ::slowly her face turns up into a hopeful smile::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his face lights up, though he stays knelt; not quite so quietly:: I didn't mean we had to get married tomorrow...we can set the date for whenever you'd like.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiling a little more, she nods:: Oh and about what you could change? ::pauses for a moment:: No more talk about how much longer we have.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is grinning at this point; gets up and takes Maeve's left hand, gently slipping the ring on the third finger::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::once the ring is on she wiggles her fingers a little bit, staring in disbelief at the rock on her hand. Smiling she reaches up to draw him into a kiss::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::wraps his arms around Maeve, returning the kiss, feeling happier than he's ever felt before::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::is actually pretty happy herself, safe and loved tucked in his embrace, feelings she could get quite used to::

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