~Wednesday, August 8th, 1928 second take part 3~

YarnKittymon: TY: ::drives for several hours, keeping at a low, legal speed, not once exceeding 30; by now, the sun's starting to sink in the sky, and Toby's yawning a bit::
YarnKittymon: TY: Remember, we're on Highway 1, formerly known as the Lincoln Highway, though I don't suppose it goes through Linkin Park anytime along the way...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sitting in the backseat, occasionally looking at the road behind them:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly at the reference to linkin park but doesn't say anything::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: Libby told me not to drive at night. We're not very far from New York City, but we're in New Jersey.
Quantum Catz: BM: Guess we'll need to stop soon then
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks over her shoulder once more then quietly settles back down and stares out the window:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::still quietly:: We just passed as sign that says Newark's up ahead. Should be a lot of people there; we'll blend in.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::nods:: Alright
YarnKittymon: TY: ::drives silently, rather focused on the road; exits off the highway a few miles later, into a rather populous city:: Let me know if you see anywhere good to eat.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: If we still have food left over from the trip to the store then I am good to go as far as food goes. The less people see of us the better, right?
YarnKittymon: : ::despite the city's size, there's still a kind of small-town feel to the houses they drive past, and the shops beyond::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::his eyes linger on an ice cream parlor, a bit dangerously, though he doesn't hit anyone while driving::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::frowns:: We could make sandwiches, but they probably won't be very good.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, still looking out the window::: Whatever you want, go for it.
YarnKittymon: TY: Becky?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: No one'll recognise us anyway, i guess it doesn't really matter
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grumbles::: It would be my bad luck though that we would run into another variant with a power that happens to either be seeing the truth or being able to detect disguises.
YarnKittymon: TY: It's not a disguise; your hair's gonna stay that way 'til it grows out. And *what* truth? Anyway, I want some ice cream, so I'm gonna have to at least stop at a grocery store again.
Maeve Owens: MV: The truth that we aren't what we seem and are running from the law?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wryly:: That would be a nicely ironic end to our drive
YarnKittymon: TY: ::stops at a supermarket; the car makes some funny noises when he parks it, as he's not very good:: I'm going in. You can wait out here if you want.
Maeve Owens: MV: Now whats the fun in that? Besides, if you get ice cream I get chocolate.
YarnKittymon: TY: We already have chocolate anyway. But with you around looks like we'll have to buy more.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::doesn't make any move to leave the car:: Could you get strawberry flavour ice-cream?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::opens the door and gets out. She stretches her muscles, sighing:::
YarnKittymon: TY: Sure. Don't worry; I can keep it cold for us too. Will you be all right by yourself?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles slightly:: Yeah, i'll be fine
YarnKittymon: TY: All right. ::glances at Maeve:: You coming?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she shuts the car door and moves towards the entrance to the store::: Yep
YarnKittymon: TY: ::walks alongside her:: I wanted to go to that diner back there...::motions::...but I kinda have bad luck with places like that.
YarnKittymon: : ::someone in the parking lot is looking sharply at Becky and the car she's in, from a distance::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::yawns and leans her head against the car window::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks over her shoulder::: Why is that?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs:: 'Cause they have payphones, I guess.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks a little surprised at Becky's demeanor, but slowly approaches anyway, looking rather anxious::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks confused::: Because of payphone? huh?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::doesn't notice anyone::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sharply:: Someone betrayed me and I got caught. ::swings the door of the grocery store open wide, walking in quickly::
YarnKittymon: : ::the person cautiously taps on Becky's window::
Quantum Catz: ((u can roll down these windows right?))
YarnKittymon: ((I honestly don't know for sure, but I'll just say 'yes'))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns, even more confused::: So now you wont go anywhere near a payphone? :::pauses::: Yeah I can understand that. :::walks in the store with him:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::jumps a bit when they tap and then rolls the window down just a bit:: Yeah?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::scowls:: Don't be stupid. But I'm not gonna walk into someplace unlucky.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks at Becky anxiously:: You can get out now. It's safe. My brother called the police...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at him for the stupid comment::: Sure. Fine. Whatever. :::walks off towards the candy isle:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pales slightly at the mention of the police:: What?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes back and gets a steak, and then some ice cream for Becky, and a half-gallon for himself, thinking this is going to be a very long road trip::
YarnKittymon: : That fella you're with. Is the other girl with him, or did he abduct her too?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::is down the candy isle deciding on what kind of chocolate bar she wants this time:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: What are you on about? No one abducted me
YarnKittymon: TY: ::gets some Coca-Cola while he's at it, belatedly remembering that's the reason he wanted to stop there in the first place::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man steps back a couple steps:: So you're all in it together?
Quantum Catz: BM: In what?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man steps back another step:: Tr...triple murder...::looks about ready to bolt, as though Becky's gonna pull a gun and shoot him::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grabs a couple of bars and walks off to find Toby, going towards the back of the stoor and heading towards the freezers:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::catches up with Maeve, having obtained a shopping cart:: These things are smaller than from my time, you know.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks ill:: I have no idea what you're talking about
YarnKittymon: : Someone shot all three of them and set the house on fire! Almost stole their Packard too.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Neat, wouldn't mind living in a time with bigger chocolate bars.
YarnKittymon: TY: I meant the shopping carts. Chocolate's smaller; the regular sized bars, anyway.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::steps out of the car, glancing at the shop:: Really? But...what made you think it was us?
Maeve Owens: MV: Oh right, the shopping cart. :::frowns:: Smaller chocolate bars? Okay, the future is evil.
YarnKittymon: : Strangers in this neighborhood, like you're returning to the scene of the crime. What did you do it for?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiling softly:: At this rate we won't manage to see it anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, not commenting::: Lets get out of here. :::heads up towards the cashiers:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::glares at him:: We didn't do anything! You're crazy
YarnKittymon: TY: ::follows her; puts the items on the counter and pulls out his wallet, still marveling at the lack of bar codes::
YarnKittymon: : ::getting a bit more courage, takes a step forward:: And Jackie was just a boy! You could've at least spared him! Left him to bleed and die...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::rocks back and forth nervously:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::pays for their food, then picks up the paper grocery bags, with only a little difficulty::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::is genuinly confused now:: Look, whoever you are, i never left anyone to bleed and die - we're just getting some shopping for god's sake
Quantum Catz: BM: ::folds her arms rather defensively::
Maeve Owens: MV: Need some help?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man blinks, carefully watching Becky's reaction:: The Warren family? 400 West Miller?
YarnKittymon: TY: No; I--ugh--got it. If you can get the door...?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::winces:: I'm sorry...it's a terrible thing to happen...but i've never even heard of these people
Maeve Owens: MV: :::opens the door, and stands there to hold it for Toby. She looks over to where the car is parked and sees Becky talking to the guy. Not waiting for Toby, she runs over to where Becky is standing::: Becky? Everything okay?
Maeve Owens: You looked a little upset.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks carefully at Becky, then back at Maeve and Toby, frowning; under his breath:: Well, how else would you get a new Packard, if you didn't steal it?
YarnKittymon: ((The murder in question really happened in March 1928, http://www.cgazette.com/towns/Newark/history/1049214835586.htm ))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly at Maeve and then says to the man:: It belongs to a friend of ours, not that it's any of your business
YarnKittymon: TY: ::reaches the car; motions to Maeve, looking suspiciously at the stranger:: Can you open the door so I can put these in?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles apolgetically::: Oh, yeah, sorry. :::opens the car door:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks rather stunned:: You're gonna wreck that friend's car, if you keep driving it like that.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::puts the groceries in the back seat, not reacting to the man's words::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at the man::: Well, then that is our problem and not yours. So why dont you take a hike? :::she grins sweetly at him:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at both Toby and Maeve, wanting to warn them that they need to get out of there before the police come, but not knowing how with the man there::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man frowns, still not liking this; steps back a couple steps::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::opens the front door and gets in the driver's seat, not looking back at the man::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at the man:: Look...i'm sorry about that family...and i'm glad you're so concerned about finding the people who did it...but it's nothing to do with us and we've got somewhere to be ::turns to get back into the car::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::stands there looking confused for a moment::: Sorry about what family? :::moves towards the backseat on Becky's side:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man steps forward, looking intently at Maeve:: Frank, Edith, and little Jackson Warren, one of the leading families of this town! All found dead in their house, the bedroom on fire, their Packard still warm!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::gets into the car and says softly to Toby:: We need to get out of here - he's called the police cos he thinks we killed that family
YarnKittymon: TY: ::glances back nervously at Maeve, who's still been intercepted by the concerned man::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stops and looks at the man, trying hard not to lose her temper and jumpt to conclusions::: I'm sorry to hear about your loss but just because we are driving a packard doesn't make us guilty.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks at Maeve humorlessly:: Doesn't help.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::opens the window a bit more:: Maeve, come on...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at him::: You should learn to keep your nose out of other people's business. :::goes around him and reaches for the car door handle::: Anyway, we have to be going. :::mumbles::: Nice talking to you.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man steps back a step, letting Maeve pass, and squinting at the car; quietly:: Sorry to bother you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she climbs in and pulls the door closed, not even glancing back at him::: Great, now we are being accused of murders we know nothing about. What next?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::starts the car, which takes about a minute, all-told::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::once the car does get started, drives off without a word, leaving the rather bewildered man behind::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::drives straight out of Newark, back onto the highway, though the sun is setting::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sits quietly, looking out the window::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::continues without speaking unless spoken to for a full half-hour, going faster than he was before; the ice cream starts to melt through the paper bag::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::continues to look nervously out the back window:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's an occasional car behind, but nothing to worry about::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::finally slows when he sees a pull-out up ahead; pulls into it at a very slow speed, since it's unpaved, and gets out of the car without a word, leaving it run::
Maeve Owens: ((pull out?))
YarnKittymon: ((Like a little place to pull your car off the road; I forget the actual term for them))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Ummm... where is he going?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: No idea ::gets out of the car as well, looking at Toby::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes to the back of the car and kneels behind it, putting his hands on the license plate, looking closely at it in the faint light::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs and gets out herself, looking around:::
YarnKittymon: : ::they're off away from the city by now, though there's a small town not too far down the road::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::leans against the car, not saying anything::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes around and does the same to the front license plate, yawning; straightens, and looks at the car, frowning:: It's a distinctive color. Anyone want a Coke?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Sure.

Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at Toby:: You'll be a while if you try to change the colour
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: Maybe ten minutes. It's just paint. ::yawns::
Maeve Owens: MV: How much farther until we stop for the night?
Quantum Catz: BM: But you're tired...just leave it till tomorrow
YarnKittymon: TY: ::frowns, but puts his hand on the door handle:: Not long, but I don't want to stay at a place right on the highway, so we'll have to find a road that goes off one way or the other from the road...
Maeve Owens: MV: I can drive if you want. I dont have a license but I know how to. If your too tired that is.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::frowns:: Didn't you tell Libby you couldn't drive?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: When was I ever asked if I knew how to drive?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs:: I thought you were. Maybe it was just me and Becky. You're more tired than me anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I'm not the one yawning.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head, just getting back into the car:: Don't worry about it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::gets back in the car and glances at Toby:: You sure you're okay?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wryly::: Suit yourself. :::gets back in the car also:::
YarnKittymon: TY: Just nervous. ::puts the car into gear::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances over her shoulder when he says that:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs and turns to stare out the window again::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::drives rather cautiously, as it's getting harder to see, with the weak headlights; sighs:: I'm sorry I got us into trouble.
Quantum Catz: BM: It wasn't your fault
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns::: Okay, maybe I am a little stupid but, how exactly is it your fault?
YarnKittymon: TY: Because I wanted to stop.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grins::: I say we blame Donald. Afterall, it's his car and it's his fault we ever got involved with that whole Madison affair.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs again::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::weakly:: Well, we *did* steal his car; that's a little revenge, isn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah. But then he is sitting in jail so what is he going to use it for?
YarnKittymon: TY: Bail, maybe.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Oops, oh well, let him sit there.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sees a roadside sign for lodging three miles down a small road to the right; turns, silently::
YarnKittymon: : ::the road turns to gravel, but it's been dry, so at least it's not muddy::
YarnKittymon: : ::the road leads to a tiny, well-lit motel, with each room or two in an individual unit; there's some forest behind it, and it's a pleasant-looking place, really::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::isn't really very interested in the scenery::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sarcastically:: Want to stay here, or drive a few miles through the trees and try to find a nice hollow one to sleep in?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::yawning::: This is fine with me, as long as it has a bed.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wryly:: As long as there haven't been any other mysterious deaths round here for people to blame us for we'll probably be fine
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, I can't promise *that.* ::parks in the gravel and gets out to go to the frontmost building, which reads 'Vacancy'::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::gets out of the car, yawning::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes in and gets a room for them without incident; hands Becky the key, and goes to get the poor melted groceries from the back of the car; cleans up the seat after them::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::opens the door and climbs out wearily. She glances around at their surroundings:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::waits for Toby to get the shopping before going to the room::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's about 20 buildings in the motel complex, with a plain sign by the entrance and several paths leading to each room's entrance; the grounds aren't landscaped any more than that, but there's the forest just a short
YarnKittymon: distance from the motel, with a gravel path leading to it::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: No, really; we could go live in a cave. Never be heard from again.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::mumbling::: Especially after it decides to collapse in on us and we get trapped and sufficate to death. :::she shivers:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::a little sharply:: No one's going to suffocate with me around.
Maeve Owens: MV: hmph. :::is thinking something but doesn't voice it:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::heads towards the room:: It's number 6.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::goes with him, not saying anything::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::follows behind them:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::gets to the door, which is freshly-painted; green; waits for Becky to unlock it::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::unlocks the door and heads inside::
YarnKittymon: : ::the room doesn't have a lightswitch, relying on kerosene lamps instead; they're not lit, but there's matches next to each lamp. There's two beds, a bathroom, a dresser and a tall wardrobe to hang clothes in, and not much else
YarnKittymon: , but it's very clean::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::She goes inside and walks over to the table, picks up the matches and looks at them; smirking. She strikes one and lights the lamps:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sits down on one of the beds::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly, joking:: That's cheating. ::sets down the grocery bags on the dresser; pulls out the rather liquid ice cream and concentrates on re-freezing it lightly, so it's not hard when he's done, and then cleans up the mess:
YarnKittymon: : Anyone want any steak?
Maeve Owens: MV: Sure, I suppose it would be good to eat something other then chocolate.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Yes, please
YarnKittymon: TY: ::unwraps the meat from its paper wrapping; glances at Maeve:: Should you do the honors, or should I?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grins::; oh, no, please, allow me. At least then I know I'm good for something other then... :::pauses::: well you know. :::creates a fireball:::
Quantum Catz: BM: :wearily, lying back on the bed:: Just don't burn the place down
YarnKittymon: TY: ::hands Maeve the meat, cleaning his hands:: She won't.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks, and a little sarcastically::: Technically it *was* the matches the last time so you should be watching the lamps instead. :::she takes the steak and holds it over the fireball::: Still alive, mostly dead or completely dead?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes back and opens the window a crack:: Doesn't matter, as long as it's done enough to kill the germs. Do you have germs back in the '20s?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: You make it sound like they magically appeared one day
YarnKittymon: TY: ::suddenly laughs:: Yeah; I guess they're here, whether anyone's heard of 'em or not. ::sits down on the other bed, yawning, then stands:: I guess the polite thing to do would've been to bring your pajamas in for you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns up the fireball a bit and cooks the steak until its done all the way through::: Bon apettit
YarnKittymon: TY: ::forms three sets of utensils and plates, faltering a bit at the last one, but finishing::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sets the steak down on one of the plates:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::cuts the large piece of meat into three pieces; softly:: There's bread outside if you want any, and some canned vegetables.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::noticed Toby falter as she sat up and says:: I'm not bothered, but i'll go get it if you want
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gets up as well::: I'll go with you and help get the rest of the stuff out of the car.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::tries to object, but his knees won't let him stand up; quietly:: All right.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles slightly at Toby before leaving the room and heading for the car::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::follows her out to the car:::
YarnKittymon: : ::a couple other cars have pulled into the lot, and one family's going out into the forest in the dark, carrying a tent, but nothing's particularly amiss::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::opens the car and gets out the food that's there::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she reaches the car, opens the door and pulls out the bags containing their belongings::: Should have thought to bring this when we got out. :::watches the people with the tent for a moment;:: Hey, maybe we should do that.
Maeve Owens: No money needed for rooms and no prying eyes.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rolls her eyes:: I'd rather have a bed, thanks
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs:: It was just a thought. :::she shuts the door with her foot, both arms having bags in them, and heads back towards the room:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::follows after her, glancing back at the car as she goes::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::is sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, having finished his steak and now started on the ice cream, eating from the carton::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she nudges the half closed door open with her foot and walks in, setting the bags down by the dresser. She sits down in front of her plate and starts cutting the steak up into little bite sized pieces:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::puts the rest of the food down and smiles at Toby as she picks up her steak:: Leave some for the rest of us
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles; quietly:: It's chocolate...I thought you had your strawberry and Maeve had her candy bars...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she eats her steak slowly, only finishing a little over half and moves onto a candy bar:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles:: Doesn't mean i can't swipe some of yours too
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs:: How about you, Maeve?
Maeve Owens: MV: Ummm... add some chocolate in there and it would be heaven.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::eats most of her steak and then picks up the strawberry ice-cream::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sets the ice cream down on the dresser, yawning:: Take whatever you want; I'll freeze the rest rock solid when you're done. If there's any left.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smirks:: Trying to suggest something there?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::takes a spoon and scoops some of the strawberry ice scream onto her plate. Then she makes a fireball and melts her chocolate over the strawberry ice cream. She grins and eats her ice cream:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles:: Well, if you *do* finish it it's less work for me.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles:: Quite happy to oblige there - i need some sugar ::starts to eat the ice cream::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::watches the women for a minute, leaning against the wall, and then falls asleep, still sitting up::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she finishes her dinner and then sits there twiddling her thumbs wondering what to do:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::doesn't say anything as she eats::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::glances at Toby; softly:: We shouldn't leave him to sleep on the floor
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glances at Toby also::: yeah, wouldn't be quite fair would it? :::grins::: Im sure he wouldn't mind sharing a bed with you. :::there is a mischevious glint in her eye:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wryly:: I'm sure he wouldn't
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, we could always move him up to one of the beds and then I'll take the floor for the night. Unless you want to share a bed with him.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shrugs:: Don't really mind...but he's pushed himself today and he didn't really have to - he should at least get a bed for it
Maeve Owens: MV: I agree. So should we wake him or try and move him ourselves so there is no protesting and hope he is asleep enough not to feel it?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks at Toby again:: You think we could manage to lift him? He'd probably just wake up and wonder what we were up to
Maeve Owens: MV: Probably. Or maybe we could just wake him up, lead him over to the bed and hope he is alseep enough not to know whats going on.
Maeve Owens: MV: Or we could just order him into the bed and say if he protests we will perform bodily harm on him. :::holds her hands up defensively::: not really but just to scare him into getting into the bed.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly and then goes to kneel beside Toby, her hand on his arm; softly:: Toby...?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Wow, what would he say if he was awake and knew to ladies were plotting ways to get him into a bed... ::::chuckles:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::pulls his arm away from Becky, looking up at her with frightened eyes, but they quickly shift expression as he recognizes her:: Don't tell me it's morning.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::still softly:: No, you're going to bed. Come on ::takes his arm again::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::stands up weakly:: But it's dark out. Right? We have to start going again when it's daytime.
Quantum Catz: BM: You were only asleep a few minutes, come on ::pushes him over to the closest bed::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::sits down on it, kicking off his sneakers; stares at the wall for a few moments:: But what about you two?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Dont worry about us, we'll be fine.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: But I don't mind. Just give me a pillow, and carpet's a *lot* better than some of the places I've slept.
Quantum Catz: BM: That's not the point
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly but a little commanding::: You are more tired then the two of us put together. Now hush up and lie down.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::lays down on top of the blankets; softly:: If I wake up and one of you's sleeping on the floor, I'm gonna give you both crewcuts.
YarnKittymon: ((And that term wasn't around 'til the '40s))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::wryly:: You'd better not
Maeve Owens: ((what term?))
YarnKittymon: (("Crewcut"))
Maeve Owens: ((oh))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks confused for a moment but brushes it off:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::closes his eyes; softly:: Well, I'll make you hats too.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiling::: Want us to sing you a lullaby?
YarnKittymon: TY: I want you to get some sleep too.
Quantum Catz: BM: I'll share with you,okay? Then we all get a bed
YarnKittymon: TY: ::opens his eyes and looks over at Becky; softly:: If you want. I won't try anything.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles slightly:: I know you won't - you're exhausted. Now go to sleep before we decide to knock you unconscious
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles slightly, closing his eyes:: Good night, then.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: Night
YarnKittymon: TY: ::is breathing slowly again in a matter of about thirty seconds::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::makes her way to the other bed and pulls back the covers. She slimbs in and lays her head down on the pillow. By the time she gets settled she isn't all that tired anymore. She lays awake staring out the window:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::a few minutes later Becky gets into bed as well, trying not to disturb Toby::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::doesn't seem to notice Becky::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sometime later, after the other two had fallen asleep, Maeve was still wide awake. Needing to release some tension, she quietly climbed out of bed and tiptoed over to the door. She eased it open and slipped, shutting it quietly behind her. She walked off down the path.:::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::as she is walking down the path, she trips on a twig falls, scraping her knee::: darn it.
YarnKittymon: : ::the family they saw before is camped about a quarter mile into the forest, near a stream; there's no one else around::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she walks further down the path and sees the family with the tent but keeps on moving. Having no desire to strike up a conversation with complete strangers:::
YarnKittymon: : ::one of the members of the family shouts back at Maeve:: Hey, stranger! Don't go too far; there's bears around!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she jumps a foot in the air and turns around, her eyes wide:::: Oh. Umm.. thanks for the warning. :::she waves and hesitates before going any further::::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she keeps on walking, paying to much attention to wild bears to make sure that she is staying on the path:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the path slowly tapers off into nothing, though the forest continues::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks around and notices that she has wondered off the path, her heart skips a beat::: Uh oh. :::she turns around, and then to the side trying to figure out where the path went:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the path isn't in sight, and none of the trees look particularly familiar::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the moon goes behind a cloud and everything is covered in darkness for a moment. She holds out her hand and a fireball appears::: Just great. I can't even go for a walk without it turning into a disaster.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::guided by the light of her fireball, she walks in the direction she thinks is the right way.::: Here goes nothing.
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve finds herself in front of a small cave set into a rock face; the motel is completely out of sight::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::mumbles::: well, I found Toby a cave. :::she holds her fireball up to it, attempting to see in:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve hears a chirr-type noise coming from a tree::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks up frowning::: What is that?
YarnKittymon: : ::it's the largest squirrel Maeve's ever seen, its tail bristled, looking at her with fierce beady eyes, its itty bitty teeth bared::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stares at it and slowly walks backwards; her voice shaky::: Nice squirrel, nice friendly little squirrel
YarnKittymon: : ::the squirrel runs down the tree and walks towards Maeve, its back arched like a cat, ready to nip at her ankles::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she keeps backing up::: What? I didn't steal any of your nuts. Go away. :::puts the fireball between her and the squirrel, trying to scare it away:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the squirrel suddenly jumps at Maeve's leg, grabbing onto her skirt, though not managing a bite::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she screams and puts out the fireball, using both hands to try and shake the rabid beast off of her. She tries to bring one leg up to kick at it but loses her balance and falls backwards:::
YarnKittymon: : ::when Maeve gets control of herself again, the squirrel is standing on her chest, looking down at her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::stares at the squirrel and gulps. Her voice squeaky::: Please get off of me? Please? Or you are going to force me to turn you into barbeque for your predators.
YarnKittymon: : ::the squirrel puts its paws on Maeve's chin and leans forward, about to bite her nose, but suddenly, an owl screeches, and the squirrel runs off, towards the noise, not away from it::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::watches in confusion and then gets up to follow it::: That squirrel has a death wish.
YarnKittymon: : ::the squirrel goes off deeper into the forest, and down into a ravine; it's about impossible for Maeve to find her way back now::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sits down on a rock by the ravine::: Maeve you are screwed.

On to Thursday, August 9, 1928

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