Summary:	Travis, with some coaching from Jenni, makes a deal with Disney!Hades for the return of his human body. All they have to do is deliver a little present to Eris. Meanwhile, the Lounge celebrates 'Fer's cure. Unfortunately, the party sours when a fight breaks out between Erik and Lupe and it turns out that 'Fer isn't so much cured of vampirism as she is afflicted with Jekyll & Hyde syndrome. (Oops.) Gwen gets a visit from her many-times-great-niece and learns some bad news from home.
Timeline:	August 3-4, 10, 17-18ish, 2006.
Rating:	PG-13/T - Violence, swearing.
Players:	Neshomeh (OCs: Jennifer Robinson, Supernumerary | Canons: Henry Jekyll/Edward Hyde, Erik) Hawkelf (OCs: Gwen, Kelsey, Jamie, Charlie | Canons: Jack Sparrow, Jubilee) Blayze (OCs: Lupeias, Nosferatu/Lucille | Canons: James Norrington) Phoenix (OCs: Madoc, Martin-egg | Canons: Hades, various Greek god/desse/s, Raziel) Nueva Paz (OCs: Maera, Andras, Rhianna | Canons: Drakken, Shego) Oracle (OCs: Ginger, Reria | Canons: Theodore Groves) Nightsail (OCs: Travis, Heldrad)
Notes:	(1) We used to use colors to tell which character was which. I have converted this to the much more user-friendly name-tagging way, with colors to show which player is which. (2) I've snipped out all OOC chatter that isn't RP-relevant, PPC-relevant, and/or funny.

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AUGUST 3-4

Travis: ....um... *probably getting half carried by the arm around him, he's so underweight and weak... haha.* ....like what.....? *looks back at Jenni — input?*

Hades: *looks back at that, rolling his eyes* You guys are -really stubborn-, aren't you? You gonna be the kid's lawyer or something? *peeks down at Travis* You know what. You wanna be human again, right? Well, you gotta do a lil something in return for me. Nothing big, I'm not gonna ask for your soul or anything... *snerk* Bad incidents in the past of people breaking out of that one. I just need you to do a teensy lil thing for me, and you're home free. A messenger service to those mortals walking around up there. *grinning*

Jenni: Ha. The only thing worse than a businessman is a lawyer. Travis, "teensy" is relative. Think about it.

Travis: *trying not to be so nervous here* .....um.... well... what do I have to tell to who? *wants to know before he agrees. but he's already leaning toward agreeing, it looks like... kid really wants it!*

Hades: *grinning* More like a package delivery, actually. *makes a lil black box appear, latched tight...and offers it over to Travis, a scroll appearing in his other hand* Just sign here, deliver the package, and voila! Mortal again. Whaddaya say, kid?

Madoc: *starting to get -plenty- nervous here indeed!* .... ;_;

Jenni: Sign nothing. Not without reading the fine print, anyway.

Hades: .... *looks back at her...every time he does so, his expression becomes far less pleasant to her. :S* ...you're a real hard bargainer, you know that? I bet you'd like to look it over, too. You'd -like- that...right? *hands it over...guy's looking about to throw one of his infamous temper tantrums any minute. XD*

Travis: *looking between them, looking more like he might cry soon... kid wants to be human, but man, they're just making him all nervous about everything here... ;_;*

Jenni: Why, thanks. I wasn't going to presume, but... *flicks it out of his hand* *laughs at temper tantrums, at least until the fireballs happen* C'mere, Travis.

contract: *buncha legal terminology, but seems like legit...Travis gets to be human while delivering the package to someone named Eris and if he succeeds, he gets to be human permanently...no fine print, it seems...none that's -visible-, anyway. ;)*

Jenni: *eyebrows rise at the name* Eris, huh? ... This wouldn't be a fruit thing, would it? What IS it with you guys and fruit?

Hades: *manages a smirk* Naaah...a bit of good will for the goddess of discord. I hear she's been in kind of a bad mood lately, and I'm kinda wanting to get on her good side before she blows her top and incites worldwide massacre and bloodshed.

Madoc: *quietly* ...I think we should just go home...I mean... *stepping back while he's saying that...kid's plenty scared of this guy now!* We didn't really know this was your place, honest...

*grins* I'd look where you're going, kid.

Madoc: ...? *looks back....um. o_o; Nice puppy? -Big- puppy....with three heads.* ... *lil whimper* ;_;

Travis: *wiping his eyes again* Well.... well, what's in the box....?

Jenni: Good question. I thought it might've been the Kallisti thing. I never heard where she got the golden apple, see. *could be sitting under a tree shooting the breeze at this point* *has an issue with the "human while he delivers it" bit, but can wait to bring it up*

Hades: *snerk* Let's just say that if you opened it, it'd kill ya. It's a god thing, see. Buuuuut... *takes the contract back, turning one of the fingers on his other hand into a mini-blowtorch* If you're dead-set against it, I guess I'll just have to incinerate this thing...can't have spare contracts lying around, you know.

Travis: *eyes go wide at that, but he can't seem to say anything... a lil shocked, heh* ....

Jenni: *folds arms a la "you know better, young man"* Did I say that? I don't think so. I don't see why he should be mortal to make the delivery, that's all.

Travis: ....but... *looks back at her.... what?*

Hades: Hey, think about it. Think the mortals up there would go for a blue bird thing? Not even the -gods- are that open about their godliness. *snerk* Well...unless you count Zeus and his ah...how should I say...-healthy- appetite...

Travis: .......so.... *looking between the two of them again* ....I won't get in trouble for giving them the box, will I?

Jenni: Yeah, I'm thinking. I'm thinking I don't know why we'd bother with a trek through human lands at all, if we do this. ... Wouldn't happen to be anything like Pandora's Box, by the way...?

Hades: *snort* Of course not. They were sure to take -that- back when her curiosity just about killed everybody. Just give it to Eris...you'll know her when you see her, -believe- me. Doesn't have all her pillars in a row, get what I'm saying? *grins* So how about it, kid? Offer's on the table and the sundial is turning.

Neshomeh: (( All I know about Eris I learned from "The Illuminatus! Trilogy," so my image is probably not what yours is. ^_^; ))

Phoenix: ((XD There's always Wikipedia.))

Neshomeh: (( True. ))

Travis: *looks back to Jenni, like he's looking for permission here... oh he SO wants to...*

Jenni: Can we hear your definitions for "mortal" and "human," please?

Neshomeh: (( brb ))

Hades: Here, they're interchangeable. Humans here are generally referred to as mortals. Or did your Sunflower neglect to include that in your guidebook? *snerk*

Travis: ....so... when I die, I'll get to see my family again...? I won't be stuck like the other vampires get...? *wipes his eyes*

Hades: Whoa, whoa! Who said anything about dying? I'm not trying to -kill- ya, kid...kinda out of my league. You'd have to take that up with whatever gods run -your- world.

Travis: No, I mean... *ends up sitting down again; he just doesn't have much energy, and the crying's already wearing him out for the moment* ....I mean, the vampires where I'm from... they don't get to go to where the humans go when they die, and....

Hades: Like I said, out of my territory kid. But you being human again, you can probably bet on it.

Jenni: Actually, I work for the Kudzu Vine. And I meant definitions with regard to Travis and the conditions of this deal. *see—you SEE how you have to word everything so bloody carefully if you want a straight answer?*

Hades: Okay, okay, fine. *lil dramatic sigh, looking this over* So you'll be human when you're up there finding Eris, and if you lose the package or give up on finding her, you'll be...well, cursed again. *itty grin* And if you -do- succeed, you'll get to -stay- human. *peeks over at Jenni* Is that -clarity- enough for ya?

Jenni: Mmm, now you've brought up jurisdiction, and that's another good question. Still, I don't suppose there's anything to be done if you're limited to making changes effective in this universe only, so nevermind that. *that wasn't a dare, not at all!* I do hope you can understand my caution. Being around the Lone One for any length of time will do that. Anyway, Travis would have his entire self as it was before being turned?

Travis: *catching something in what Jenni said there* ....even after I go back to the Citadel....? I mean, if I can do this...?

Jenni: *good catch ^_^ *

Neshomeh: (( Incidentally, it should be noted that the Lone One is THE dark power, of whom Satan and Hades are only two of many "shades." ))

Nightsail: ((hee.))

Hades: Hey! Now you're just putting words in my mouth. *grins* He'll be human there, and here. If the god where he's from doesn't like it, he can take it up with me personally. Sounds like a bit of fun from sludging through all the paperwork I have to put up with down here.

Travis: *quieter, wiping his eyes again, another sniffle* ....I can go home, and I'll be -me- again....?

Jenni: *smile* I love how you haven't answered the question. Really.

Hades: *manages a grin at her* And I love how you're making me very -mad-. I haven't spent this much time on a contract since I -started- the whole business.

Travis: *very quiet, hugging his arms to himself, curling up and looking at the floor, trying to calm down* ....'d be -me- again.... *just ends up with a few odd sniggers, though*

Jenni: Nice to have a challenge now and then, isn't it?

Hades: *not a very nice look at her after that* Don't patronize me, little girl. I'm not often in the mood for buttinskys. *hair goes back to normal after it was turning rather orangeish, and he dangles the contract in front of Travis* All you have to do is sign, kid, and you'll be back the way you're supposed to be. Then run my little errand and you'll be free as a bird. *itty grin* No pun intended.

Jenni: *okay, deserved that* *to Travis* Note the continued lack of answering the question.

Travis: *taking the pen already, though, wiping his eyes again, and peeks up at her* ....which question?

Jenni: The one about you actually being you as you remember you. ... *koff* *could justifiably be shot for that sentence*

Hades: Well, I'm not gonna give him an extra -arm- or anything, sheesh. *points at the lil dotted line...sign right there, kid. 8D*

Travis: *does have to pause at that, lmao* ....yeah... I'd be me, not.... some other human, right? *wipes his eyes again so he can see what he's doing here*

Jenni: *what he said*

Hades: I'm just removing what made you a bloodsucker, kid. Putting that soul of yours through a washing to get that stain off, and then your body. *snerk* What gave you -that- idea, anyway? *peeks over in mock-confusion over at Jenni, then grins* Oh. Right. -That-.

Travis: *trying to remember the letters, managing a few before he has to pause again... it's been long enough for him since he's written anything that he's forgotten a bit, so it's taking him a sec to remember it, heh...* .....'m gonna be -me- again... *trying not to giggle about it, but failing*

Jenni: ... *sigh* *still thinks this isn't gonna end well, but at least it shouldn't be dire*

Hades: *rolls up the contract as soon as the kid's done signing, handing him that lil box* Remember, kid...don't lose it. *grins* I'd hate to find someone else. *pats on his head a lil...creepy guy!*

Travis: *lil nod, takes the box, wiping his eyes again, and tries to stand back up... he's getting all giggly here* ...

Jenni: *oy* Don't lose your head, kid. This isn't over 'til it's over.

Travis: ....'m gonna be -me- again... *all happy, actually reaches over and gives Hades a hug there*

Hades: *and the kid might notice that it's rather easy standing back up...and that the hands gripping that box are all humanish. *

Madoc: .....0_o ....Travis...? *dun recognize him at first, hehe.

Hades: ......... *um. XD*

Jenni: ... *not at all amused at Hades' expression there* *not at all fighting back snickering*

Phoenix: ((Hades: ..... *eyetwitch*))

Neshomeh: (( Jenni: *does like pushing the envelope, though ^_^ * ))

Travis: *hugging tighter a sec before he tries to stand up straight again, not that he's really very strong to begin with... he's only what, thirteen, fourteen....? kind of a shrimpy kid from all his self-abuse as a burd, but doubtless far healthier now....* *just about falls down when he steps back, too, not used to the shorter feet, and ends up holding onto Hades' robe with one hand and the lil box with the other so he doesn't end up flat on his butt* .... *giggles... happy kiddo!*

Hades: *fighting off the kid's grip and setting him on the ground, brushing himself off* Yeah, yeah. I get that you're happy. Just be sure to remember that package, okay? Door's back the way you came...Cerberus'll let you through. *with that, kinda disappears from the scene with his trademark smoke and blue fire. Hehe.*

Madoc: ..... *coming closer to Travis, kneeling down and looking at him strangely...has a Very Bad Feeling about all this now!*

Travis: *hugs right onto Madoc, since he's closest*

Jenni: *glances at the tunnel* Bollocks to that. With all the excess Godly Power floating around down here, we can take the shortcut. *voila! portal!*

Travis: *all giggly here* ....'m human again.... XD

Madoc: *hugging him back, worried* ....Travis. Do you have any idea what you just -did-? ;_;

Jenni: Yeah, well, don't get used to it. If that box gets away, it's over.

Travis: *can't quit the giggles; Madoc'll have to help him up, heh* ...'m gonna give it to Eris, right?

Jenni: That's the plan, yeah. As entertaining as Hades is, I don't trust him and I don't trust that little box. Just make sure you keep a good grip on it. For all I know it'll sprout legs or something.

Madoc: *does, lil whimper* You just made a deal with...with....a Bad One. ;_;

Travis: 'm -human- again, though! *all grins and giggles here, having Madoc help him up*

Jenni: For the time being. Remember that. For the time being. *to Madoc* Bad isn't so bad if you remember that good couldn't exist without it. That's the thing that pisses 'em off the most. *grin*

Madoc: I know, but... *lil puppyish whimper there...just doesn't seem right to him! *pulling Travis onto his back again, nuzzling against his arm there, one scared pup!* And how are we supposed to find Eris, anyway?

Jenni: *points at portal* That'll make it a sight easier, for starters.

Madoc: *nods, biting his lip a lil though* ...okay. *peeks over his shoulder* Where are you gonna go once you get back?

Travis: *wiping his eyes again* ....huh?

Madoc: ...when you go back home. Where will you go? Are you gonna stay in the castle, or in the city, or what?

Travis: I dunno yet... *isn't killing his mood over that lil detail, though!* ....I think... um.... *looks over at Jenni, only just now realizing that it's a good question indeed.... and looks back at Madoc... gets another thought, though, and grins* I wanna go back to school again... ^_^

Phoenix: ((*has to laugh at the Cute. XD*))

Neshomeh: (( Hehe. What does he look like un-burded, anyway? ))

Phoenix: ((I dunno. Haven't convinced Sail to draw him yet. ;) ))

Nightsail: ((uh... brown hair, I think... I dunno, I never really thought too much about it. just about the same as he looks as a burd, only... human. you know?))

Nightsail: ((I'll have to make a Sims char of him and figure that out, huh. XD))

Phoenix: ((Yup. XD))

Jenni: *waiting for the show to get on the road here* Well, you're always welcome at Headquarters. And don't forget you were going to help me with Elsiar, whatever happens. Deal?

Travis: *nods quickly* Oh, I will! ...promise!

Madoc: *manages a lil smile* Right. Let's go find Eris...I wanna go -home-. *quiet, looking over at Jenni* Sorry for not going back earlier...

Jenni: *shrug* I can't force anyone to listen to me. It's done, we're in this thing—let's do it. *gestures for them to precede her through the portal, which goes to the high-ish reaches of Mt. Olympus, as one might expect*

Travis: *lil giggles more to himself, hugging the box to him some, holding onto Madoc* ....I want salad.... ^_^ *goofy kid's a lil beside himself here, sounds like*

Jenni: *yeah, that's why she's at the back—to keep an eye on him* *meanwhile, ought to be able to locate Eris by the waves of chaos*

Phoenix: ((Actually, it'd probably lead to somewhere in the mortal world, since mortals weren't allowed on Olympus. :P))

Madoc: .... *quiet, steps into the Portal there, hugging Travis a lil more to him...nervous about this Eris person, if Hades considers her a friend. 0_o;*

Jenni: *right, typist needs to do more research in the future -_-; * *base of the thing, then* *can be messenger monkey if need be*

Travis: *wipes his eyes again, looks up at the mountain* .... *looks down over at the area around it, somehow getting the idea she might be off that way* .....so... over there, maybe? Someone might know, anyway...?

Jenni: As I understand, the gods and goddesses around here only talk to humans when they're up to something. I wouldn't bet on it. I, at least, am going up.

Madoc: Wait, I hear something... *listens carefully....and starts heading in that direction* Sounds like...someone's having a party...

Jenni: *is gonna be annoyed if it IS the Kallisti thing* Hm? *which direction is that direction?*

Madoc: *SE, away from the mountain. ;)* *and....yeah, it does look like a party in the clearing there, everybody having a good time...except for one lady in particular, dressed like a bride, not smiling at all...and her husband making a total ass of himself while being drunk. :S Zeus is there, and Hera, Aphrodite, Ares, Athena...and hiding behind a tree peeking in on the whole thing is a lady with long black hair...yeah, no waves of chaos this time. ;) She's trying to be secretive.* ... *looks at Travis...maybe it's that Eris lady? :D* Um...excuse me... *talking quietly to her* Are you Eris?

Eris: *turns around, surprised, almost tripping out into that clearing* Whowhat? 0_o Uh...um...no. Not at all. Whatever gave you -that- idea? *lil nervous laugh* Because...you know...Eris isn't supposed to be at this party and everything... *eyes that box that Travis has* ....hey...that's Hades's seal. *looking at the three of them* He sent you to give it to m...er...somebody?

Jenni: ... *is annoyed*

Nightsail: ((..."Kallisti"?))

Phoenix: ((Means "to the prettiest". X3 Watch and learn.))

Neshomeh: (( *nod* ))

Travis: *nodnodnod* Yeah.... it's for Eris. *holds it closer to him*

Jenni: *nods*

Eris: *getting a -very- weird grin on her face...um. Yeah. 0_o; She's off, man.* Well why didn't you -say- so. *heads over to him and pets on his head like he's a dog or something. XD* And what a good delivery boy you are. See, I got snubbed at this shindig...*points toward the clearing there* ...on account that I actually like to have a little -fun- at these kind of get-togethers. And just the other day I was complaining to Hades, because it's just not -fair-! *scowls* Of course Mister Lightningbolts invites the honorable virgin warrior and the sultry seductress, but not -me-? Give me a break.

Madoc: .... 0_o; Um....so you -are- Eris, then?

Eris: *grins* The one and only. *conjures the box to her from Travis, and opens it up....has to stifle some giggles* Oh, that Hades just cracks me up. XD He's got -such- a good sense of humor. -This'll- put their sandals in a bind.

Jenni: *murmuring to herself* The Original Snub, no less. This'll be interesting to see. Vanity at its very best.

Phoenix: ((XD Discordianism forever, man.))

Neshomeh: (( W00t! ))

Travis: *looks back to Jenni* .....so this isn't so bad after all, right?

Jenni: Nah, this is legend. He might've just SAID so, ash-for-brains blue loony...

Eris: *grins* The "Original Snub", huh? Sounds catchy. But check this out. *pulls out whatever's in the box, a lil gold roundish thing, and tosses it into the clearing...and it lands in the middle of the table there, startling everybody.*

Ares: *closest to the thing...it landed in the wine! :P* ....what the? It says "to the prettiest"...

Aphrodite: *beams* Aww, how sweet... *holds out her hand for the apple*

Hera: *frowns at her* Hey! Whoever said -you- were the prettiest?

Aphrodite: *snort* I'm the goddess of love and -beauty-, thank you very much.

Zeus: *just leans back in his chair and sighs* Here we go again...

Athena: *tries making a snatch at it* The nerve! You think your -title- has anything to do with getting it?

*quickly degenerates into a full-blown argument about who's the prettiest, and therefore gets the apple. XD Ohboy...*

Jenni: *snicker* Like I said. Vanity at its very finest. *thinks it's damn funny, truth to tell—too bad about the Trojan War and all, but you can't go mucking about with Legend, so might as well sit back and watch the show*

Travis: *quiet, just watching too... he's getting the idea that they caused some trouble, though... but... it's funny trouble, at least! :D .....dumb people.... haha...*

Madoc: Um....so...who do you think is gonna win?

Eris: *stretches and yawns, just enjoying the sound of pure chaos here. XD* Don't know, don't care. It can go on -forever-, and that'll suit me just fine. *lil snerk* Although knowing Aphrodite, she'll pull out -all- the stops.

Jenni: *knows the story ^_^ * *shan't break the prime directive more than she already has, though* ... *say, aren't there supposed to be hot dogs involved now?*

Phoenix: ((lmao. XD but no buns!))

Travis: Oh.... *never heard of Greek Mythos before, heh. Nosgoth might be based on Europe, but it's not entirely. ^_~* *watching, quiet until his stomach makes some itty lil sound and he peeks down at it... and can't help another snigger, hugging onto Madoc again*

Neshomeh: (( Right! ))

Nightsail: ((Weiners in buns, no condiments. ohgods... you guys have to see that vid if you haven't already. XD))

Phoenix: ((XD Where's that wiki article...))

Jenni: *no, seriously—let's feed this kid some hot dogs {X D *

Neshomeh: (( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discordianism#The_Original_Snub ))

Phoenix: (( Here, Sail. XD http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discordianism ))

Phoenix: ((gah! You beat me to it! XD))

Neshomeh: (( Was already there. {= ) I'm just glad I'm not making jokes to myself with this. ^_^ ))

Phoenix: ((XD))

Neshomeh: (( So have you read The Illuminatus! Trilogy, or did you just come across this stuff on Wiki? ))

Phoenix: ((I just investigated Wiki more...I already knew the story about the apple. ;) ))

Neshomeh: (( Mwaha. Read that book. It's a head trip. ^_^ If you don't hate it by the second page, you won't be able to put it down. ))

Nightsail: ((why would someone hate it by the second page?))

Neshomeh: (( Because the authors use every tense known to man and jump around from character to character with no regard to the timeline whatsoever. *g* ))

Nightsail: ((haha..))

Travis: *at any rate, he's hungry....*

Madoc: *looks behind him, at Travis* Want to get something to eat?

Eris: *grins at them* Leaving so soon? Aww, it'll only get better...

Jenni: Oh, I'd love to watch the show. These guys might want to be getting home. *no hot dogs? ;_; *

Madoc: *nodnod...very creepy! But at least Travis seems to be happy, and...well...nothing really -bad- happened, so everything seems to be okay. :D*

Eris: Aw, suit yourselves. *grins* I wonder if I should also take it away secretly from whoever wins...just so they'd accuse each other of stealing it. *snerk*

Jenni: I have a feeling you won't have to. *grin* Hey, it was fun meeting you. We should have tea sometime. ^_^

Travis: *looking at the party there... there's food inside! :P*

Eris: *nods* Thanks for the delivery. And I'll be sure to give Hades a big -kiss- on that ugly face for this. *turns back to the clearing there...trying to keep from sniggering, watching the argument...

Madoc: ... *quiet, to Jenni* Do you think you can use that thing to take us back to the Door?

Jenni: *grin* Sure. Back to HQ, anyway. C'mon!

Madoc: HQ? 0_o; What's that? *already moving to follow her* Is it where you're from?

Travis: *hugging onto Madoc still, happy kid here... even if the party -did- have food and he wants some...*

Jenni: Er, PPC Headquarters. It's where we left Martin. *didn't forget about him, just had more pressing things to worry about* It's where I live, anyway. *through the re-directed portal*

Madoc: ...-huh-? 0_o The Rooms are your -headquarters-? *looking around once they're through* ...I never knew that.

Jenni: It's like this—the Protectors of the Plot Continuum have to zip around between universes to keep the Word Worlds safe from bad writing. So, where else to have a headquarters but between universes? There's all sorts of overlap, of course, so plotholes—or portals, or Doors—spontaneously open up all the time. Most of the building is shielded, but this room—the Lounge—isn't. *got all that?*

Madoc: ...oh. 0_o; *quiet* "Word Worlds?" What's writing got to do with it?

Jenni: Everything. ... Okay, have you heard of the "many worlds" theory? That everything that can happened has happened somewhere, that everything that can be imagined is true somewhere? Well, that's how it is. The problem is that bad writing is like a virus—it infects the host world and really messes it up. Usually the vector is what's called a Mary-Sue. The PPC mostly hunts down and kills Mary-Sues. It also untangles crossovers and does exorcisms in case of character possession. My job in the Department of Fictional Psychology is to take care of characters who are really disturbed by these things and set them right again so they can go home.

Phoenix: ((XD Wouldn't Travis being turned human by Hades be considered a job for the PPC?))

Nightsail: ((*snrrrrrk. XD*))

Neshomeh: (( I don't know why. We didn't screw up his character or anything, at least not that I could tell. Though I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop. ))

Neshomeh: (( Anyway, Bad Role-Play has its own Department. ^_~ ))

Phoenix: ((Oh yeah, thanks. :P))

Nightsail: ((which other shoe would that be, exactly...?))

Neshomeh: (( The one where everyone does not quite live happily ever after, because it's Hades. ))

Phoenix: ((well, that -was- it. XD In effect, they just helped start the Trojan War, which killed thousands of people, which Hades gets to torture forever and ever, amen. XD))

Neshomeh: (( Yeah, but that would've happened anyway. ))

Phoenix: ((....are you sure? *evil grin*))

Neshomeh: (( Greek mythology is so full of holes you could get lost in there. Eris got the apple from somewhere—maybe she made it, maybe she got it from Hades—but the point is she got it and rolled it into that party. ))

Nightsail: ((*snigger*))

Neshomeh: (( Hey, if it weren't for the Illiad, we'd never get to the Odyssey. ))

Phoenix: ((exactly. :P))

Neshomeh: (( And then we wouldn't have HAL. ))

Phoenix: ((But still, this isn't THE universe in which it happens, it's Disney's Hercules. Which wasn't a big hit in Greece, obviously. XD))

Neshomeh: (( Well, then, in that case, the Trojan War was obviously marvelous and heroic, etc., etc., with catchy tunes. *g* ))

Phoenix: ((yup. lmao))

Phoenix: ((and Hades gets pissed because he wanted the Greeks to LOSE. XD))

Phoenix: ((hey. 0_o; My roleplay isn't all -that- bad, is it?))

Neshomeh: (( Poor Hades. *nodnod, tragic* ))

Nightsail: ((...I rather like your rendition of Hades, actually. ^_^))

Neshomeh: (( I didn't mean that. I'm in this RP too, ya know. ))

Neshomeh: (( And yeah, he's fun. ^_^ ))

Phoenix: ((Aww, thanks. :3 I was worried I wouldn't get his character down right, on account that I haven't watched that movie in a while.))

Neshomeh: (( I haven't seen it since it came out, but the voice sounded right. {= ) ))

Nightsail: ((I haven't seen it in a while myself, but his style of speaking is pretty distinct... I'd say you did a fair job. ^_~))

Neshomeh: (( Anyway, it wouldn't be Travis getting this RP in trouble with the PPC - it would be Jenni. She's halfway to Suedom as is just because of what she does. 'S why she quit freelancing and signed on with FicPsych. ))

Nightsail: ((*decides to take that as a compliment* ^_^))

Neshomeh: (( ... Of course, when I say "quit," I mean not really at all, because people pop into the Lounge and have problems and she can't help herself... ))

Phoenix: ((hehe. Gonna get a talking-to by the rampant Kudzu vine, huh?))

Neshomeh: (( Fortunately, the Flowers That Be tend to have a blind spot where the Lounge is concerned. *g* ))

Phoenix: ((hehe. Good thing!))

Madoc: *still kinda lost, but getting it somewhat* So you keep these Mary-Sue people from hurting us?

Jenni: As much as possible. There are more 'Sues than Agents, so it's hard to keep up. *by the way, is the Martin-egg still there?*

Martin-egg: *yup, all solidified now. Can't really tell that it -was- him before that all started, right now it just looks like...well...an egg. XD*

Madoc: So...where can we go to eat? Should we just go back to our worlds? *hugs on Travis...wantsa keep him! ;_;*

Travis: *hugging right back... kid's a giddy mess.*

Jenni: Weeell, I'd check the fridge. That thing runs on a plothole. It's always full and usually has what you want, unless the Ironic Overpower decides otherwise. *points out said fridge, in the kitchen*

Madoc: .... *has never seen a kitchen in one of the Rooms before. 0_o;* Um...okay, I guess... *takes Travis over there, opening the thing up and looking inside* So what do you want? This thing has stuff I've never -seen- before...

Fridge: *probably has half a plate of sandwiches, for one thing—all different kinds* *also PPC-issue blood*

Travis: Um... *makes a move to climb down a bit at this, so he can get a better look in it* ...is there any salad? *wipes his eyes again* ...I think I liked that before....

Fridge: *Bag O'Salad!*

Madoc: *quiet* I used to like this one bread...it was really good. *itty smile* With melted butter and some kind of herb on top... *spots the salad, pulling it out, and then finds the dressings...about three of 'em. XD* Um...which one do you want? *puts the salad on the counter, which hopefully there's one* You're gonna have to fix it... *quiet* I still can't touch water.

Fridge: *what's this three stuff? silly* *and yes, there is a counter*

Travis: Um.... I dunno... *eyes the bag... looks around and finds a bowl and a fork, starts putting the salad in there* I guess I'll just have to try stuff, huh? ^_^ ....it's been so long....

Jenni: *hanging around* *puts a kettle on for something to do*

AUGUST 10

Madoc: *nods* Just be sure to wash it. That's what our mom always did...said the dirt on it made you sick...

Travis: Oh.... *pauses, looks at the salad in the bowl* ....there's no dirt on this, though.... is there?

Jenni: *blink* Whur? Uh. Might as well wash it, just to be sure.

Madoc: *nods...then backs up a lil...dun wanna get splashed on accident. :S*

Travis: Oh... okay.... *eyes his bowlful,, and stops before he puts any cheese or croutons or anything else like that on it, and takes it to the sink.... pulls it all out in a big handful and runs water over it, shaking it out carefully... and ends up taking a bit of the spinach and just eating that while he washes it off, not sure when enough is enough here... but finally turns off the water and lets it drip into the sink* ....like that?

Madoc: *gets closer now that the water's off, and nods* Like that. *goes quiet again, and then heads over to the couch, lying on it while petting over his brother's changestate shell...can bet it's fairly hard at this point, so... :3*

Jenni: *makes tea*

Travis: *puts it back in the bowl, resumes adding stuff... cheese, bacon, hard boiled eggs, baby corn, more cheese.... kid's got a -huge- bowl of salad here, and sniggering about it, all happy... and ignores that his stomach's making a sound at him — that's the point of this! ;)* *takes one of the dressings, puts it on a lil bit of lettuce to try it* .... *hm, not bad.* *tries the next*

Jenni: ... Don't put too much dressing on. You won't be able to taste anything else. {= )

Travis: Oh... *eyes the lil leaf he's trying the next dressing on, not able to make up his mind... finally just puts a lil drizzle of each one he'd grabbed on top, in different parts... he'll try them all. XD* How's that?

Blayze: ((Helloooo me..))

Nightsail: ((*waves hi*))

Madoc: *itty smile, watching the kid...aww. :3 Socute.* So....you're happy again, right? *dumb question, but hey. XD Gotta make sure!*

Neshomeh: (( Hello, everyone. My brain will possibly not explode now that people are in one place. ^_^ ))

Blayze: ((Wootwoot.))

Neshomeh: (( Yay! Big party! And painfully resolved timelines! ))

Phoenix: ((lmao. XD))

Oracle: ((Hello, people I know and people I do not.))

Blayze: ((Oh no, we're meshing things? *hides from explanations*))

Oracle: ((Oh, gods, meshing things?))

Nueva Paz: ((We're what now?))

Neshomeh: (( We insert Henry and 'Fer's shindig and pretend like it was there when Jenni, Travis, and Madoc got in. ))

Blayze: ((And explaining, I think... Oh dear.))

Blayze: ((Ooooh dear.))

Oracle: ((I am going to be hopelessly confused.))

Neshomeh: (( And we let the characters be confused and try to explain themselves, which should be entertaining. ))

Hawkelf: ((I'm already confused. ^_^))

Phoenix: (( .....really. 0_o; Especially explaining the big reddish changestate shell on the floor....))

Neshomeh: (( Actually, I told them about that. ))

Neshomeh: (( The egg, that is. ))

Blayze: ((Oh yeeeah. I forgot amid the partying and jumping and things.))

Phoenix: ((and swinging from the chandelier? XD))

Hawkelf: ((Shall we begin, then, and just sort of plunge in? *working on something of a time restriction, y'see*))

Blayze: ((And rum!))

Hawkelf: ((Rum!))

Nueva Paz: ((What chandelier?))

Neshomeh: (( The hypothetical chandelier. Let's play. ))

Travis: *is a human kid, brown messy hair, about 14 years old or so... he's at the kitchen, fixing himself a monstrously big salad and giggling about it*

Henry: *still has sandwiches on the bar, yay!*

James: *is totally copping out on the recognizable last name!* *and drinking tea*

Jenni: *stupid timeline merger, ow*

Jack (Sparrow <- one time last name appearance): *being a general nuisance to James*

Fer: *bounceyey?*

James: *oh joy abounding*

Jenni: *believes she was going to be annoyed at Henry for curing 'Fer's vampirism while she was off bargaining with Disney!Hades for Travis' sake*

Fer: *is being happy!*

Nueva Paz: ((Travis is who?))

Travis: *takes his bowl of salad to the couch and sits down there next to Madoc*

Jubilee: *is playing muuuuusssiiiiiiiic*

Henry: *is also happy!*

Travis: *is a human kiddo, about 14 years old, messy brown hair, kinda thin... and wearing clothes that suggest he's from somewhere fairly medieval*

Madoc: *is kind of an odd-looking kid...about nineteen, looks like he should be fairly slender, but instead he's kinda heavily muscled, his features a tad sharper, and with gold eyes...his ears are kinda odd too, longer, and looking just a tad bit batwing like, though still humanish. 0_o; He's on the couch, holding that odd egg somewhat on his lap, most of it covering the couch though...plenty of room for Travis to sit down too, though. Looking kinda nervous...who are all these people? 0_o;*

James, Jamie, Commodore, Norry, etc.: *..annoyed*

Jenni: *oh yeah, Madoc and Travis haven't met everyone else* *to them* ... These are some of the regulars around here, by the way. There's 'Fer and Henry and Jubilee, and Maera was over there somewhere. Drakken and Shego come and go. Commodore Norrington and Captain Jack just got here.

Drakken: *ack! it got crowded here* *is now going to attempt to slip out without being noticed*

Lupe: *exists! ..In a lurky fashion!*

Ginger: *medium-tall, skinny as hell, redheaded and irritated* What the hell is going on now?

Shego: *is good at ignoring people* *ignores*

Erik: *NOT HERE* *really* *you can't see me, go away*

Gwen: *also exists, is about 5'6"ish and blue-haired* *sheds feathers*

Jenni: ... And here's Ginger, and the feathers belong to Gwen.

Ginger: No, seriously, what in the bleeding hell?

Lupe: *where the hell is my red?* *is 5'1", brown hair, hella scars, hella scary* *lurks in rafters*

Jubilee: *definitely /not/ stocking the dude on the couch with intentions to be teenaged-girl at, not at all*

Henry: ... The more, the merrier! Eat, drink, and be... joyful!

Maera: *is tallish, somewhat pale-skinned, black hair, eyes, and markings, dressed in black* *still trying to blend in with the shadows*

Travis: *waves* Hi. ^_^ *curls his legs up on the couch there for somewhere to put the salad, while he attacks it with the fork.... wait, Jubes is after -him-? 0_o*

Madoc: ......Oh. *hugs that shell a lil more to himself...it's got his brother in it!* .... *looks over at Travis* Martin will have feathers too, right?

Fer: Woo hoo!

Travis: *looks back at him, nods* ....I'm sure he'll grow some... *well, -eventually-. not right away... prolly take him a good couple centuries, but eventually.*

Jenni: *to Madoc* If it's time for that, I guess. I don't know how it works, really.

Jubilee: *is actually after anything teenaged and male - can't be picky around here*

Lupe: *throws things at people*

Gwen: *drops from the rafters* ...somebo'y as havin' feat'ers?

Nume: *exists, thanks for noticing* *is hit with stuff* -_-;

Lupe: *mwhahaha*

Andras: *appears* *is either a dark angel or fallen angel, whichever you prefer, as niether term is really technically correct anyway* *has super-long silvery hair, white and red wings on his head and lower back, various scars, and a blindfold*

Ginger: *throws up her hands, goes to find something alcoholic to drink*

Travis: *doesn't notice her yet.... he's being all giggly about having salad, like maybe he's "past the point of tired, to where you're not tired, and everything is -funny-! ....muffin. XD *Titus ref!*" ...and just sitting there eating the salad, leaning a lil on Madoc... kiddo.*

Nueva Paz: ((Oh. Right. I changed Andras' wing color.))

Gwen: *facing the rafters* Oy! Ye stop wit' de chuckin' up dere! Some o' us ain't indestructable, ye ken?!

Madoc: *lil smile* He'd like that. He doesn't like being so far behind the others... *spots Gwen over there, nods a lil* My brother's getting wings. The other evolved Razielim have them, but they're all really older...and from a different time too. So Martin wanted wings too, but.... *figures he's babbling, and just shuts up...gets hit with...something, and startles a bit...eventually just makes a lil sound and hugs onto that shell more, hiding on it...way too many people! ;_;*

Lupe: *wraps her legs around a rafter and swings around* *glares, upside-down* Oh, boo-hoo. I'll chuck what I want, bird.

Nueva Paz: ((Shell? I missed something.))

Gwen: *back to Madoc - look can multitask!* *squints suspiciously* Ain't got tails, do they? *to Lupe again* Ye'll be chuckin' yer entrails in a second, derg!

Nightsail: ((Madoc's holding a person-sized blackish-reddish egglike thing.))

Nueva Paz: ((okay))

Jubilee: *stares at Travis* ...dude.

Madoc: *looks up at that, just -blinks-.* Um...no. 0_o;

Nightsail: ((Martin's in the shell — he's one of the birdythings, like Heldrad, or more specifically, the same clan from before they looked like birds. so he's very much humanish still, inside that eggthing.))

Jack: *gets confused, swigs rum*

Andras: Crowded here today.

Lupe: Eatin' yours, you mean!

Jenni: *actually, not sure if she'd rather chew out Henry or Disney!Hades*

James: *ignores everyone*

Nueva Paz: ((Kay..))

Travis: *looks up at Jubes finally* Huh? *chewing away at the spinach and baby corn and egg he's got in his mouth, careful to not choke* ....?

Gwen: Good. Got bad hist'ry wit' t'ings wit' tails an' wings. Want te kill me. *to Lupe* Like te see ye try, ye overgrown fleabag!

Lupe: No you wouldn't, 'cos I'd win!

Jubilee: ...dude, there is so /totally/ better stuff to eat around here than /salad./

Henry: *eat my sandwiches! they are fun and surprising!*

Fer: *eat them before I do, anyway*

Gwen: ...hah! If ye do, ye'll have te find anot'er scout fer yer lil' troup!

Henry: *yes, stop 'Fer from making herself sick*

Andras: *hmmm...* *grabs a sandwich and takes a bite* ...........

Fer: *is pouty*

Henry: *is comforting*

Andras: Yech. What is this?

James: *avoids sandwiches like the plague*

Jenni: *gonna go sit by James, Powers only know why*

Jack: *wondering how many people it's possible to steal from without getting his head/hands cut off*

Shego: *staying away from sandwiches and anyone who would eat them*

Henry: *to Andras* Not a clue, my good chap. ^_^

James: *oh, a person* *sips tea*

Madoc: *quiet again, trying to make himself very small here...yeah, right kid. XD Wishful thinking on his part...guy looks like he gained too much muscle weight too fast.*

Andras: ...nice. *throws it out*

Travis: *just looks at Jubilee* Like what? ....I like salad.... *sorta blank look.... kid's all clueless. :D*

Fer: It's /food/. :D

Jenni: *pipes up* Travis recently got turned human again, too.

Andras: Who got turned human?

Jubilee: Dude, you need /help/. Like... Food help. Sugar Bombs. And bubble tea... Popcorn. Snickers. /Something/.

Jenni: *points at Travis, then 'Fer*

Andras: *umm...*

Fer: ...*makes beggy faces at Jack* *slip me some rum?*

Andras: *no eyes, remember?*

Jenni: Henry did 'Fer, and Disney!Hades did Travis. And we helped start the Disney!Trojan War. *nodnod*

Jack: *slips the rum 'Fer's way*

Madoc: *quietly* He made a deal with...a Bad One. *looks over at Jenni* What's Disney? 0_o;

Gwen: *sneezes, feathers go flying* ...who's been openin' de portals, den?

Travis: *looks at Jubes* ....what? *never heard of most of those*

Fer: *want alcohol*

Jenni: *to Madoc* Disney is basically the continuum we were in—and, it could be worse.

Jubilee: ...be right back. *dashes to the kitchen*

Theo: *and another British Navyman wanders in* Er, has anyone seen Commodore Norrington?

James: Over here, Groves.

Madoc: .... *very quiet whimpery sound* How much worse?

Jubilee: *returns with all speed and an armful of sugary food*

Theo: James! *sits next to him. very closely next to him*

James: Took you long enough, Lieutenant.

Jenni: *waves at Theo* *to Madoc* If Leof or Satan or other!Hades were here, I'd introduce you.

Jack: ...bloo'y Navy. Everywhere.

Theo: I was actually doing things. Important things. Or something. *smile*

James: I'm sure you were.

Theo: *nods* But I'm here now! And hello to you too, Jack.

Gwen: *is quite honestly only hovering because there's something resembling an egg, and it's apparently that time of the year* *blargh*

Jack: 'Ello, Groves. Rum?

Fer: *someone please give me alcohol? it is not a celebration unless you can get drunk!*

Madoc: 0_o; *oh, does -not- like the sound of those names!* ....oh. *finally eyes Jack...Navy? What? XD Clueless kid over here!* What's that? *um...referring to the rum. XD*

James: *surrounded by pirates.*

Theo: Yes, please.

Henry: *supposes some of the paper cups of miscellaneous tea could be spiked...*

Travis: *looking over the sugar-laden stuff, not sure at all what to make of it.... meanwhile, takes another big bite of his salad* What's all that?

Jack: *looks appraisingly at Madoc* Sorry, Lieutenant. Ye've been moved down de waitin' list. *holds the rum out to Madoc* Take a swig, eh?

Jenni: *!* Er. I dunno if that's a good idea...

Jubilee: Only /the/ best food in the /entire/ universe.

Fer: *sniffs cups* *..!* *heeeey, I can't smell what's in them anymore...* *not specifically, anyway* *well, argh.*

Theo: Don't go corrupting people now, Jack.

Jack: Pirate.

Henry: *well, some of them have identifiable smells... mints, Earl Grey, jasmine, other stuff...*

James: *Surrounded. By pirates.*

Jenni: *not a pirate O.o *

Jubilee: Just... eat. I /totally/ have to go cause chaos now. The cosmic forces demand.

Fer: *but can't say, okay, this cup has this and this and this and can smell alcohol, but can't tell the right cup...* *how do people live like this? I've had cottonballs stuck up my nose.*

James: *meant Jack and Theodore*

Jack: *You're a pirate, Groves?*

Jenni: *oh* *really? Lieutenant Pirate?*

Madoc: .... *takes an itty sniff at the stuff, pulls his nose back, coughing a lil...dude. XD With -his- sense of smell? Wow. Not gonna be rude or anything, just takes an itty sip...and makes a lil face, coughing just a tad* What -is- it? >_<; *working on trying to get that taste out of his mouth, heh.*

Theo: *has a pirate fetish! is not a pirate!*

James: *he thinks he's a Navy man, but honestly.*

Travis: .... *clueless, takes a lil of one of them, tries it... Snickers bar, heh. ends up just sorta chewing it and making a face, not a clue what to make of it* ....um.....

Nueva Paz: ((Who is Theodore?))

Oracle: ((Theodore Groves from Pirates of the Caribbean.))

Jack: Rum. Pirate's best friend, mate.

Jenni: *shouldn't really be surprised that no one was like, Woah, Trojan War, huh?* *but, is just a bit*

Jubilee: *glomps James, because the need is there*

Nueva Paz: ((....and which one would that be? I never caught most of the character names.))

Blayze: ((Leof, Satan, Leof, Satan..who to play..))

Theo: *James? His James? BADBADBAD*

Blayze: ((Hawks? Caps?))

James: *ACK*

((Mr?))

James: *getitoff!*

Theo: *sets to work prying Jubes off*

Blayze: ((D'ya have caps of Groves for Paz?))

Jenni: *ducks the glomping* Hey, watch it!

Oracle: ((You know, I don't have caps of Groves either.))

Jack: Groves, mate, ye'd think ye was jealous.

Madoc: And you drink this all the time? *more of a cough.* ...tastes weird. *kinda peeks up at him funny* ....what's a pirate, again?

Theo: Of course not.

Hawkelf: ((Not sure I do... >.< Lots of Jack and lots of Norrington.))

Travis: *not sure about the Snifkers bar... sets it down with the other stuff beside him so he can work on the salad more... yum, veggies!*

James: O_O *off!*

Blayze: ((He's in some of Norrington's background ones..))

Jubilee: *worms away from everybody prying at her and returns to Travis* *takes in the situation* ...dude, you are twisted /sick/.

Theo: *hah, success*

Jenni: O.o *glomping is all well and good, but that was scary*

James: *siiiigh* *finally*

Theo: *pets *his* James* Are you all right, Sir?

James: Fine, Lieutenant.

Hawkelf: ((http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/Hawkelf/This%20and%20that/promotion_1051.jpg))

James: *belongs to nobody* *hmpf.*

Jack: *mate, bit possessive there*

Theo: *is not! merely concerned for the Commodore's safety*

Blayze: ((Oh, that's blurryyyy.))

Hawkelf: ((Whine, whine, whine.))

Blayze: ((Indeed.))

Phoenix: ((Isn't groves the one with the "That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen" line? XD))

Hawkelf: ((Yep!))

Oracle: ((...and that would be where the pirate fetish came from.))

Blayze: ((There should be some on the docks and the Dauntless.))

Nueva Paz: ((OOohh...Right.))

Neshomeh: (( I don't know how you people know these things. {X D ))

Jack: *puts hand on James' shoulder, as a sort of experiment*

Nueva Paz: ((I didn't know that character had a name.))

Blayze: ((Groves has a pirate fetish, Gillette gets teased about mermaids..))

Theo: *pointed look at the hand*

Jenni: *getting out of here now, bye!*

Jack: *not possessive, mate?*

Theo: *not at all*

James: -_- *why me?*

Madoc: *still watching Jack, waiting for an answer still* What's a pirate?

Travis: *back to munching salad, watching Madoc and Jack here now* ...?

James: *to Madoc* Vile and dissolute creatures. */blatant movie quote*

Theo: But they have a certain rough charm.

James: Except not.

Jack: *to Madoc* Free.

James: Liars.

Madoc: 0_o *looking between the three of them...guys, you're horribly confusing the poor kid now* So....which is it?

Jenni: *also to Madoc* Read "Treasure Island" by Robert Louis Stevenson. That should give you an idea.

Henry: *grins with pride at mention of HIS author*

James: *mutter* Rapists, murderers, pillagers, arsonists...

Fer: *...no beer, then?*

Theo: *he's so cute when he's bitter*

James: *always bitter*

Jack: *to Madoc* Bein' a pirate means makin' your own rules, no obligations to any monarch, priest, or country...

Theo: *exactly*

Nume: *butts in* —and really bad eggs.

Jack: *to Nume* Quite right, mate.

Nume: *mock-salutes*

James: And killing people to steal thier money.

Jack: *takes affront to that one, James*

Shego: *busily filing her gloves*

Madoc: ... *just goes quiet, hiding again...his head feels all achy now. XD*

Andras: Why are we talking about pirates?

James: Not to mention sacking towns and also killing people for no reason at all...

Theo: *pets James. must soothe!*

James: *glower*

Henry: *where'd he put his magic book, anyway? back in the lab...?*

Gwen: *looks at Madoc with pity* Dey're on opposin' sides, mate. Ye asked fer it, unintentional or no.

Fer: *probably, yes*

Jack: *glares at James* Don' believe ye'll find deaths on me list o' crimes, Commodore.

Henry: *wanna let me go so I can run get it to show off the works of my creator?*

James: One pirate out of thousands has not killed someone. Well then, they must all be fabulous and wonderful, musn't they?

Fer: *...fiiiiine*

Madoc: *itty whimper* My head hurts now. >_<; *more lil pets on the big reddish-brown egg thing*

Jack: Ne'er claimed 'twas the best o' occupations, mate. But it's better than bein' chained.

Andras: Right. No one ever answers my questions.

Gwen: *not sure what the touch policy is on the new aquaintances, or would pat*

Henry: *thanks!* *hurries off and is back in a minute with a book that looks like it's made of glass* *flips it open and hands it to Madoc* There you are. Just nip off into a corner and enjoy. ^_^

James: And what about every person hurt by your actions? It's all right because you're /free/?

Jack: Ye take a risk in livin', Commodore.

James: Well then, it is my duty to get rid of those who present risks greater than one should ever face.

Jack: *nods* An' someday, my head'll be in the noose again. An' maybe ye'll keep it there.

Nume: I thought that was my job. *swigs Bleepka*

Andras: *oh well, arguing, wee*

Theo: *needs rum*

James: I think I will, if it's all the same.

Nume: *that in response to Norrington*

James: More than one person to a job.

Jack: Wasn't me sayin' I didn't deserve the end ye gave me.

Nume: *makes an aqcuiescent gesture*

James: No, it's always the Turners, isn't it? *frustrated noise*

Jack: Aye.

Henry: *Madoc? book? read?*

Madoc: ....? *just eyes it....um....he's holding his brother. XD* Um...maybe later? *reaches out to take it though...he'll borrow it, maybe? :D* *ignoring the argument over there, though, and just looks the book over, slightly curious...* Hey. *nudges Travis a lil* I'm gonna go put Martin in his room, okay?

Jack: But the world that ye and your kind made, it ain't fer the likes o' Jack Sparrow. Thank ye kindly, but I'll take me ship an' the wind behind my back. An' I'll face the consequences when they catch me. If'n I don't escape first.

Travis: *lil nods* ....okay....

Jubilee: Try the tea? It's got healthy stuff in it...

Henry: *eh, no, will just hang on to it, then* It'll be here any time you're interested. {= )

James: Just make sure you take the rest of piracy down with you.

Jack: *laughs*

Theo: James, calm down.

Madoc: *lets Henry take it, then gets up, disappearing into one of the partly-open Doors with the egg...he'll be back in a min. :3*

James: *growl* *sulk*

Theo: *pats carefully*

Gwen: *climbs into the rafters, debating the merits of turning a canon into a were*

James: *sips tea* *cranky now*

Fer: *yoinks rum*

Theo: *obviously needs to get James drunk at some point soon*

Andras: *tries to figure out if there's any available furniture*

Jack: *more than a little irritated*

Jenni: *wonders how many cups Norrington has gone though now*

Lupe: *still hanging by her knees* *everything is fun upside down...*

Gwen: Oy, Lupe.

James: *several* *tea is comforting!*

Erik: *thinks Lupe looks ridiculous*

Lupe: Ay, bird.

Shego: *thinks that was the weirdest argument she's ever heard. What, no yelling?*

Lupe: *knows it* *gives not a shit*

Travis: *absent giggle at his salad here... it's big. XD and he likes it...*

Jenni: *indeed ^_^ *

Gwen: Think Jack'd do well flyin'?

Lupe: Don't even think about it, Gwen.

Gwen: *sigh*

Lupe: I will be forced to set one of my leopard friends on the Commodore to retaliate.

Gwen: *grins* Sounds fun.

Lupe: Gweeeen.

Gwen: Luuuuupe.

Jenni: *eyebrow at the rafters* I think that's a spectacularly horrible idea.

Lupe: Gweeeeeeeen.

Gwen: Luuuuuuuuupe.

Lupe: See? Exactly. No.

Gwen: Please?

Lupe: No.

Gwen: Why no'?

Lupe: Bad idea.

Gwen: Why?

Ginger: *surfaces from looking for alcohol* I'd kill you both.

Jenni: Because we'd all be found out and the DIS would do bad things to us.

Lupe: What she said.

Gwen: 'M retired. An' ye gotta die sometime. T'ink 'e'd be a good addition te de 'awks.

Jenni: With Implements.

Andras: Who's doing bad things?

James: *nervous glance to rafters*

Madoc: *peeks back in, quiet...then goes over to the couch kind of in a hurry and kinda hugs on Travis a lil...he dun like crowded spaces! ;_;*

Lupe: Do I have to knock you out again?

Ginger: Ooh, can I do it?

Jenni: And I don't want to lose my job. Or anything else.

Gwen: ...dat ain' even funny, derg.

Lupe: I can, though...

Gwen: Jus' dis one. Jus' one, an' dat'll be i', promi'. *yes, is getting lost in her accent*

Lupe: No, nien, non, uh-uh, not happening.

Jack: *uneasy glance at the rafters*

Jenni: *also* No.

Jubilee: Can I watch?

Nume: *listening raptly*

Lupe: *swings up* Gwen, drop it. Not gonna be allowed, mkay?

Gwen: *sigh* Yeeeeeees, /Mooooootherrrrrrrrrr/.

Henry: *er* *edges over toward Madoc again*

Lupe: Sit down. Shut up. Stop threatening people.

Gwen: *wasn't threatening anyone*

Jenni: Also people's livelihoods.

Madoc: *just trying to kinda hide on Travis there... nervous, man! But kinda peeks up at Henry* ...?

Lupe: *sit. Read a book..or listen to one, anyway...*

Gwen: *yes, let's rub it in that Gwen's the /only illiterate person in the room/*

Henry: ... One gets used to it. *smile* I think there's still a quiet spot by the fireplace wall...

Lupe: *one day, you will learn to read.*

Gwen: *hah!*

Shego: *one can only file claws for so long, and they're not getting any sharper* *looks around for something else to do*

James: *someone save me from the pirate and my lieutenant*

Gwen: *turns hawk and flaps down to sulk on the back of the couch*

Jack: *save me from overbearing Navy men*

Lupe: *barks at her once, just because*

Theo: *isn't threatening!*

Gwen: *hisses back at Lupe*

Jenni: *would save James if she could, but rather thinks it's hopeless*

Lupe: *rowfrowfbarkbarkbark!*

Travis: *hugs Madoc back, quiet... offers one of the sweets Jubes gave him that he isn't gonna finish*

Lupe: *snarlsulk*

Erik: *both of you shut up before I knock your heads together*

Gwen: *hissscreechscream*

Madoc: Okay. *lil hug on Travis there, declining the candy too, startling as that odd bird lands there...but gets up and heads over to where Henry directed him, and kinda curls up on the floor over there, puppyish and hiding his face on his arms...poor kid.*

Shego: Argh! *covers her ears*

Lupe: *it was her, not me!*

Henry: *hands him the open book on the way*

Jubilee: ...the zoo's not usually in town, either.

Erik: *just shut the hell up!*

Gwen: *it is /not/ me!*

Ginger: *may start throwin' pointies*

Jubilee: *to Travis* ...he gonna be okay?

Lupe: *I'm shutted up, you cranky weirdo!*

Madoc: *itty sound at that scream, covering his ears* Owww..... *hiding on the book there, looking like he's about to start crying or something...weird people, and they're making all -kinds- of noise. ;_;*

Erik: *good. stay that way*

Travis: *watches Madoc, looking worried* I don't know... I kinda only just met him.... ;_;* *feeling bad for the kid, though.*

Gwen: *shut up before you started complaining, freak case*

Lupe: *your ass will be kicked, Erik*

Erik: *lies! the bird lies!*

Jubilee: *looks around, grabs an apple from the pile of food, and heads over to plop by Madoc* 'Ello, kid.

Gwen: *does not lie!*

Lupe: *oh, shut up, dedboy.*

Erik: *does. And, "dedboy?"*

Lupe: *yes.*

Gwen: *does not, and don't think I won't back Lupe up just 'cause she's an idiot*

Erik: *the hell is that supposed to mean?*

Madoc: *another puppyish whimpering sound, curls up more* ...I wanna go home. ;_; But I can't leave Travis all by himself...

Ginger: Ahhh, the asterisk warriors strike again.

Lupe: *you are a walking skeleton. Thus, you be ded.*

Jenni: Indeed. *rubs her ear*

Ginger: They make my gorram head ache.

Jubilee: Hey, it's not so bad here. The freaks are just being cranky. That time of the month. Y'know. *holds out the apple* Here. I miss home too. A friend of mine ate these /all/ the time.

Travis: *looks over at Madoc* It's okay... I got salad. *lil smile* You can— *spots the apple there* .... *oooh, APPLE!*

Erik: *glare* *gonna wring your neck in a minute*

James: *Apples?* *..Hey, Jack.*

Lupe: *come over here and say that!*

Jubilee: *definitely only offered the apple to Madoc*

Erik: *fine* *does*

Travis: *saw it, though.*

Gwen: *like to see you try... I've been doing so for years*

Jack: *Aye, James?*

Lupe: *grapples!*

Erik: *also grapples!*

Lupe *grapplepounce..thing..whatev*

Erik: *we're both gonna fall out of the rafters now, yes?*

Gwen: *watches the tussle*

Lupe: *probably*

Andras: Ooh, I hear fighting.

Erik: *whee* *will make sure to land on top, then*

Madoc: *takes it, tries biting into it a lil...and she could prolly see the big fangs in the guy's mouth. 0_o; A vampire, and a puppyish one at that. XD* ...thanks. *takes a few bites, feeling a lil better..until he sees that big fight starting up near the ceiling...and whimpers again, moving back toward the wall* It's just like Turel's. >_<;

Jubilee: *sends paffs up to discourage falling on the kid*

Lupe: *good, can kick pretty damn well*

Jenni: *oh, shite* *gets out of the way, as well, and heads for the distressed kid*

Shego: Oh great. *makes sure she's out of the way*

Jubilee: Aw, hey, no worries, dude. Those two do that all the time. They're just cranky 'cuz they're ancient. Hey, how about we head to the kitchen? They almost /never/ fight in there.

Ginger: *fall on me and feel RETRIBUTION in the form of sharps*

Maera: *in a corner, stays there*

Travis: *quickly gathers up his salad bowl and heads over to join Madoc and Jubes and Jenni*

Erik: *good for you—I get to plant my feet in your gut when you hit the floor*

Gwen: *if is landed on will be flattened - this is a fact*

Lupe: *then I get to latch onto and bite your ankles* *rar.*

Jenni: *to the group* It'll be okay. I don't think they—well... er. The thing is. Um. It'll be okay. ^_^;

Erik: *then my hands'll be free to gouge your eyes*

Ginger: Stop! With the asterisks. Or I'll gouge out your eyes myself.

Erik: Stay out of it!

Lupe: *...chomps*

Ginger: No. It's irritating and it makes my eyes annoyed.

Erik: *OWBLOODYGODDAMOW!* *RAGE*

Jubilee: *produces another apple from a pocket* My friend back home, who ate these, she's bright red. And she can't talk. Things get pretty wild back there, too, and she used to be /terrified/ of us.

Madoc: *lil whimper* I just wanna go home. I don't like fights. ;_; *stands up, hugging his arms to himself...very much considering just bolting for his Door and slamming it shut. :S*

Erik: *indiscriminately wreaking havoc on Lupe now*

Ginger: *and knife throwing starts now*

Andras: *listening eagerly to the fight*

Lupe: *clingchomp* *holding on like a bulldog*

Jubilee: *wondering if hugging is considered a bad thing? 'cause this kid needs a hug*

Maera: *watching with interest*

Erik: *also has a knife, and uses it*

Jack: *takes refuge behind the bar*

Travis: *eyes wider at the fight breaking out more there too, backing up against Madoc.... yeah, he dun like fights either. ;_;*

Shego: *watching also, but mainly just to make sure no one gets too close*

Jenni: *hugs on the kids*

Madoc: *very much needs hugs right now. -_-;*

Jubilee: *okay, group hug! yay*

Ginger: *silver knives, special for Lupe*

Erik: *can't reach his at the moment*

Jubilee: *...is totally hugging dudes who aren't team mates, yay!*

Lupe: *can reach hers!* *STABBITY*

Travis: *puts his salad bowl aside to hug in on it too*

Erik: *his silver one, that is—has a regular one and can at least cause pain*

Madoc: *itty nuzzle on Jubilee there, making whimpery sounds that sound very much like an actual pup when it's terrified...poor guy. :S*

Erik: *and won't really notice any harm to himself until he passes out, at this point*

Gwen: *decides the stress on the kids is too much* *turns back humanoid* 'Oy, now! Ye stop, eh?

Lupe: *OW, that's my BACK, dedboy*

Erik: *have we fallen yet?*

Jubilee: *er... strokes Madoc's head reassuringly*

Jenni: *generally pets anyone in reach* *actually worried about this now*

Madoc: *actually starts quieting down at that...still shaking, but oooh, pets!*

Maera: *mutter* This really is...intensly childish...

Gwen: Ginger, we takin' intervention steps?

Ginger: I'm throwing things at them. *knife at Lupe, sharp and silver...*

Lupe: *probably* *ack! Eriksheild!*

Gwen: Yeh... 'bout that thing... ye gonna keep chucking silver, I ain't gonna be able to do no good.

Ginger: Fine. This is entertaining.

Maera: Oh yeah, good way to handle things.

Erik: *GRAAARR*

Jubilee: *eeeeveeeeerything is caaaaaaaaaaalm*

Lupe: *not poisonus to you, kiddo*

Maera: *is staying in the corner for now, but must be feeling better if she's speaking*

Erik: *that was a bellow of rage at being manhandled* *STABBITY*

Travis: *hugging more on Madoc... face buried on the guy, and generally just not looking at the fight at all any more, eyes tight shut* ....

Shego: *is going to the kitchen to find some strawberries or something*

Jenni: *watching everything* *scared*

Lupe: *yowl* *tries to muscle herself on top and into the better punching position*

Ginger: *shifts positions and tosses another silver knife at Lupe, hopefully from somewhere she can't see*

Jubilee: *frees one hand from the group hug to pelt paffs at the combatants*

Madoc: ....I'm going home. *starts moving toward his Door, not caring about the fight at this point...just wants to get into his own world, and fast. ;_; Hugging Travis to him, too. Wanna come with, for snuggles, kid? :D*

Lupe: *OWFUCKWHAT* *shit, that's my LEG* *shitshitshit*

Erik: *will need to be put under before he quits*

Gwen: *featheredfathersthatsbad*

Ginger: *just as psycho as the rest of them*

Lupe: *snarlyipe* *pulls the knife out*

Erik: *takes opportunity to pummel her*

Gwen: *turns back hawk and dives at Erik's face*

Shego: *procures strawberries from the fridge, and stays in the kitchen for now* *likes to fight, but isn't going to join in one without reason*

Erik: *TOUCH THE MASK AND DIE*

Lupe: *slashes at him with her claws*

Ginger: *und with the regular knives*

Gwen: *...* *pecks and claws at his face*

Travis: *getting toted right along, manages to snag his bowl of salad on the way* ....

Lupe: *tries to flip them over*

Jubilee: Um... Bye, then?

Jenni: *right, this is QUITE enough* *sorry about this, but gonna broadcast LOUD* ~WILL YOU ALL STOP?!*

Ginger: ...*motherfucker*

Jubilee: *heynow*

Erik: *was going to slash at Gwen, but—SHIT, MY HEAD*

Maera: *covers her ears, for what good it does*

Lupe: *yowls!*

Shego: *drops strawberries* Hey!

Gwen: *screams*

Jack: *pain!*

Theo: *...ow*

Andras: *cringe*

James: *yikes*

Jenni: ~Shut up, drop everything, sit down!~

Lupe: *sits*

Madoc: *just heading through the Door, kinda wincing at that loudness...and the scream. :S Gonna go back to his room and cuddle Travis like a teddy bear for a good long while. ;_;*

Erik: *snarl*

Gwen: *...perches?*

Ginger: *doesn't drop her knives, but does put them away*

Shego: Who's messing with my head? *mad*

Lupe: *sitting like a dog, which looks funny..*

Jubilee: *stops paffing*

Erik: *holding still, anyway—oh, look, bleeding*

Jack: *not letting go of rum*

Lupe: *me too* *hmm..oops*

Gwen: *idiots*

Shego: *picks up the strawberries...no good now* *throws them away*

Erik: *still pissed, but feeling those wounds now* *ow*

Lupe: *ditto* *whimper*

Maera: *mutter* Idiots...

Travis: *well, he got toted out....*

Jenni: *stands up* ~*generally annoyed and anxious and scared* Good. Fine. Just think on it a second.~

Shego: *comes out of the kitchen* *doesn't like people getting into her head* *not that it's happened much*

Gwen: *...pecks at Lupe's head once, sharply*

Lupe: *..whimper?*

Lupe: *bats at*

Jenni: ~*no, Gwen, BAD*~

Gwen: *is /not/ a dog*

Erik: ... *sits down* *where the hell did you stab me, bitch?*

Shego: Somebody gonna explain to me what /just/ happened?

Gwen: *also not the origin of this mess... only got involved when the silver hit its mark*

Lupe: *...anywhere I could?*

Erik: *that would about do it* *ditto, incidentally*

Lupe: *yeah, ow* *quickly healing ow, but still*

Madoc: *just taking him through to his own bedroom....other occupants are elsewhere, heh. *just curls Travis up next to him on that pile of blankets that acts as his bed and hugs on tight, whimpering a lil again* ...they're scary. ;_;

Ginger: Fucking stop the asterisks. I will fucking kill you all.

Jenni: *just goes to get her repair kit, as it were, and comes back with it*

Travis: *leaves the salad nearby, hugs back* ...yeah.... ;_;

Gwen: Don' doubt it, way ye're throwin' 'round silver.

Erik: *sullen glare* *mutters something along the lines of "might not have to"*

Shego: Hello? Answers? Anyone?

Lupe: ...*scratches leg*

Ginger: Exactly.

Jenni: *looks sharply at Shego* Later. *her spoken voice and thought-voice are very similar, though*

Gwen: *hisses at Ginger, not happy with that situation /at all/*

Madoc: *itty nuzzles on the kiddo, quiet....he'll take a nap like that, then. :S Poor kiddo.*

Shego: *that's just making it worse* I'd /like/ to know why I was hearing voices in my head.

Lupe: ...My leg feels severely weird.

Ginger: *doesn't particularly care*

Gwen: Ye alrigh', derg?

Shego: And I really don't like being left in the dark.

Jenni: Tough. *gonna work on Erik whether he likes it or not*

Ginger: Isn't it obvious? Those two over there were being stupid and we all joined in.

Lupe: Iiii think so. *pokes it* ..Owfuck.

Travis: *gonna just let him, shifting around a lil before he settles down.... and once he's all calm again, resumes eating his salad until he's full, and goes to sleep too.*

Erik: *not* *really really not, especially not right here in the middle of everything* *finds he can't really move, though*

James: *...THESE PEOPLE ARE NUTS*

Gwen: *looks at it* ...Jenni? Lil' help'd do wonders 'ere?

Jack: *even by my standards, love*

Lupe: It's fine.

Gwen: Don' look it.

Jenni: Unless poisoning is imminent, it's less important. Just put pressure on.

Ginger: Listen to the woman. It's fine.

Lupe: Get me some thread and a needle and I will be as right as rain.

Shego: *fumes* *had better start getting answers soon, or someone's gonna feel plasma*

Gwen: *shrugs* Fine.

Phoenix: ((brb in a min. And I'll bring in another char. :3 Sail, you gonna do the same?))

Nightsail: ((sure. ^_^))

Lupe: ...I'm thinking getting it now would be good, though, before I bleed out.

Jenni: *putting Erik's hide back together* *again* Jenni: There's needle and thread in the box.

Phoenix: ((aw crap, and my net is about to disconnect. When it says I've left the conversation, everybody wait for about two minutes and then someone invite me back?))

Neshomeh: (( I'll do it. ))

Gwen: *looks around, grabs the needle and thread*

Lupe: *ah, thanks* *looks at the stab..damn* *thigh wound, joy*

Ginger: *drinks*

Gwen: Ye want te do the stitchin', boss, or me?

Lupe: *never had modesty anyway* *shucks off jeans and grabs the needle* I'll do it.

Erik: *probably got scratched on the head at some point, and head wounds bleed like crazy, so really looks a terrible mess*

Gwen: A'right.

Lupe: *begins stitching up her leg*

Gwen: *probably scratched Erik up bad*

Erik: *y'know, in addition to all the other open wounds* *probably stripped to his smallclothes, himself, so is REALLY not a pretty picture*

Shego: *trying to be patient, but it isn't easy*

Ginger: I'd like my knives back.

Lupe: *I forgot how much this hurt to do yourself..*

Erik: *would say something rude to Ginger, but is busy gritting his teeth*

Lupe: *stitchstitchowowowofuck*

Gwen: *glares at Ginger* *to Lupe* Ye sure ye don' wan' me te do it?

Maera: *decides to come out of hiding and just sits on the floor in front of the fireplace*

Lupe: *it's a matter of pride now* I've /got/ it.

Ginger: *would smile angelically, but won't*

Jenni: *does not know what happened to her numbweed* *stupid Ironic Overpower*

Phoenix has left the conversation.

Andras: Well that was fun. *flops down somewhere unoccupied*

Gwen: A'right. Jus' askin'. *resumes glaring at Ginger*

Neshomeh: (( Hold a minute... 'cos I don't feel like copy &pasting. ))

Nightsail: ((she's back. ^_^))

Neshomeh: (( Workin' on it. ))

Phoenix has been added to the conversation.

Neshomeh: (( WB. What's the last you saw? ))

Neshomeh: (( Er... ))

Phoenix has left the conversation.

Neshomeh: (( Bugger. ))

Nightsail: ((she's back again.))

Nueva Paz: ((.....))

Ginger: Do we have to wait?

Lupe: Apparently.

Ginger: Goddammit.

Neshomeh: (( Something is wonky. And I'm leaning toward no at this point. ))

Gwen: ...

Nightsail: ((*wondering what's up*))

Lupe: I'm bored.

Jenni: *awkward*

Gwen: Ye're /bored/?

Ginger: I stabbed you in the leg and you're /bored/?

Lupe: Well, yes, as we're in a suspended state of animation, yes, I am.

Erik: *will just make it easy on everyone and keel over now* *blood loss'll do that*

Lupe: Because I can't feel it right now. Which is really kind of interesting..*pokes it*

Phoenix has been added to the conversation.

Neshomeh: (( This time should work. ))

Nueva Paz: ((Woo.))

Gwen: ...ye'll regret pokin' it when we're back te normal.

Phoenix: ((yay! :D))

Lupe: Well, now it hurts like hell. X_o

Ginger: *laughs a lot*

Neshomeh: (( *pokes characters* Time in. ))

Lupe: Bloody authors...*resumes stitching*

Shego: *is waiting, and patience is not her strong point* *wants to crush something* *looks for something that can be safely crushed*

Gwen: *resumes glaring at Ginger*

Lupe: ..Ooooowwww. *wincestitch*

James: *give me the rum.*

Theo: *gives*

Erik: *yeah, passed out*

Maera: *idly wonders where Nume or whatever his name is has got to*

Jack: *hah! has his own!*

Ginger: *picks her fingernails with a knife*

James: *swig*

Nume: *is hiding behind the bar like a sensible person*

Gwen: *considering multiple stupid, rash acts*

Jenni: *we've had enough of those, thanks, Gwen*

Jubilee: *tentatively goes over to Erik and Jenni* ...can I help?

Lupe: *ties thread* *bites off the extra*

Shego: *grabs the dish she had the strawberries in, and hoped no one will miss it* *uses her power to crush it into dust*

Jenni: *thrusts rags soaked in varying degrees of blood into Jubes' hands* Mop.

Shego: *well that was somewhat satisfying*

Gwen: *does /not/ like the idea of someone flinging silver around* *just saying*

Jubilee: Right. *does as told*

Ginger: *doesn't like the GODDAMN ASTERISKS*

Maera: *moves quietly to the bar* *a bit of wine sounds good right now*

Lupe: *checks the rest of her legs* Mmmnope, nothing else. *tugs her bloodstained jeans back on*

*not that anyone would really notice or anything, but looks like there's someone new in here...sticking to the shadows, trying to remain unseen...kinda hard when he's got whitish glowy eyes. XD Hard to see what he looks like, but judging from the bit of light catching him, he's damn near skeletal, only the muscles of his arms and legs really remaining on him. 0_o; Looks like he's got some sort of cape on, or seriously torn-apart wings...Sail wanna give it a guess? 8D*

Lupe: *limps over to the bar*

Jenni: *issues such orders as "hold here" and "rag there" and uses power to keep the rest in check* *will need much sleep afterward*

Nightsail: ((ahahaha. XD))

Neshomeh: (( Dude. No way. {X D ))

Maera: *reaches the bar*

Nightsail: ((way. XD))

Ginger: *finishes her current alcohol, gets more*

Phoenix: ((*is evil* X3))

Neshomeh: (( YEE! ))

Maera: *grabs wine* *looks over at people who are there*

Nueva Paz: ((???))

Lupe: *eyes Maera and the PotC people* *fishes for whiskey*

Nume: *already has his beverage of choice*

Gwen: *remains where she was, glaring and sulking*

Oracle: ((Ooh, secret characters. Fuuun.))

Ginger: *drinks*

Maera: *eyes Nume* You drinking that stuff again?

Phoenix: ((it's Raziel from the Soul Reaver series. XD *loves him muchly. He's so fun to torment!*))

Nume: What is this "again" you speak of?

Lupe: *pulls out a bottle* *speaking of alcohol, probably should sterilize that wound..*

Maera: *eyebrow*

Nume: *explains* I don't stop.

Jenni: *would notice Raziel under better circumstances, but...*

Lupe: You're /still/ drinking that stuff.

Nume: If I stop, I remember things I don't want to remember.

Ginger: I'm with Nume. Don't bug him about it.

Gwen: *wait...* *notices the newcomer*

Nume: It isn't alcohol, anyway. None of that nastiness.

Lupe: *swigs whiskey* *wanders over to terrorize Jack* *becacuse she can!*

Maera: You don't stop at all? How do you sleep?

Nume: I take a bigger dose before bed.

Maera: That sounds unhealthy. *drinks her wine*

Jack: *watches Lupe's approach warily*

Raz: *moving toward another Door, looks like, trying to remain unseen...not even looking at them, which would explain why he hasn't noticed Gwen staring at him.*

Nume: On the contrary, I am much healthier on Bleepstuff.

Gwen: Oy, ye! What ye doin' 'ere, eh?

Ginger: Don't knock it until you work here, Maera.

Lupe: *is not moving in her usual gliding, predatory gait* *is moving veery slowly and stiffly* *does not look quite as scary as normal*

Maera: Maybe you just don't have what it takes if you need to keep drinking that much.

James: *eyes her as well* *Drinks*

Ginger: *makes twitchy strangley motions with her hands*

Shego: *is glaring at Jenni and waiting for answers*

Nume: *okay, you've successfully offended him*

Jack: 'Ello, love?

Raz: *-freezes- at that, remaining stationary for a minute before turning to face Gwen...oooh, scary eyes. 0_o;* ...... *d'oh! Busted! XD*

Jenni: *is keeping Erik from dying out of this continuum*

Fer: *still here* I'd drop it, Maymay. Don't heckle a man about his drink.

Gwen: *glares the glare of an irritated hawk who hasn't been allowed to kill something*

Shego: *is trying to be understand. Really, she is.*

Jubilee: *helps Jenni as much as possible*

Lupe: *pulls out the extra stool* Hello again, Jack.

James: *again?*

Jenni: *is glad to have help, too*

Maera: It's Maera. MY-ra. I'm just...er...

Ginger: Mentally deficient.

Jack: *winces* 'Ello, Lupeias.

Raz: *just glaring right back* If it's all the same, I'm -enjoying- this little game, but I'd really like to get back to what I was doing. Without invading your little...party. *ooooh. Gotta love biting sarcasm*

Lupe: Oh, so you do remember! *grins a bit madly, all bloody teeth*

Maera: That is, I didn't really mean anything about it. Not that it's any of your business. Keep your nose out.

Gwen: Invade away. We're jus' cleanin' up any'ow.

Jack: *winces again*

Fer: Maymay, I'd keep your nose out before ya piss people off again.

Nume: *huffy*

James: *your friends, they be frightening*

Gwen: If ye're lucky, ye can get in on de secon' 'alf. Where ev'body gets drunk, an' ot'er people start brawlin'.

Theo: *stares suspciously at Lupe*

Jack: */friends/?*

Maera: Excuse me for trying to make conversation. If he has a problem, let him take care of himself. No need to butt in.

Lupe: *driiinks* It's been, what, a year? Sorry about MHP, we sorta stole 'im.

Jack: *shrugs* 'E ate a lot. Kept fallin' overboard. Did us a favor, love.

Fer: Exactly my point, may! Glad you understand. *munches on a sandwich*

Ginger: *finishes her bottle*

Lupe: Yeah, I think he has a boyfriend now anyway.

Maera: *glares menacingly at Fer*

Raziel: *lil snort...um...why isn't his face moving when he talks under that coarse fabric around his face? Which consequently is the only part of him that's really visible at this point. 0_o;* If I had all the time in eternity, I still wouldn't care for the company I see here.

Nume: *will take care of himself, then* For future reference, I know every book I've ever read backwards, forwards, and inside out, to be brief. I am overquallified.

Jack: *quirks an eyebrow* Really now.

Fer: *beams winningly*

Gwen: There's the thing. Not many o' us do, either.

Maera: That's not the point. But whatever. Your life, I guess.

Lupe: Yeah. It's kinda weird, really. He's some bounty hunter from Star Wars 'verse. We call him MHBH, on account of the fact that he can't tell us his real name.

Ginger: *to no one in particular* Can I strangle her? Pretttty handprints...

Shego: *gazing over at Raziel* *Good, more freaks*

Jenni: *yeah, this sort of thing takes a long time, even with telekinetic assists*

Fer: *makes blah blah motions with her hand*

Jack: Sounds rather familiar...

Lupe: Like I said, weird.

Raziel: *just watching the lil group there for a while* I can't imagine why. *gives Shego a lil glare at that...not polite to stare. :P*

James: *I'm going over here now*

Henry: *um* *supposes he's putting the leftovers away in the fridge*

Jack: *Jamesnodon'trunawaythelady'sscary*

Shego: *glares back*

Heldrad: *ah, it's the burd again... ^_^ he slips in and closes the Door behind him, cooing to himself and oblivious of most everyone else in the room as he heads to the couch and has himself a seat, cuddling on an itty babyblanket he's holding... what, he's got a baby doll or something? ;)*

Theo: *follows James*

Fer: *stop your friend from getting into fights when she's newly vulnerable, then*

Jack: So 'ow's de other one? I see the hydrophobe, but...

James: *you are so on your own*

Lupe: Married, kids on the way, still a doofus.

Jack: Interesting...

Ginger: *twitch well-timed with the mention of 'kids'*

Lupe: Shame to the name of honest assassin, really. Boy's such a..boy.

Jenni: *again, would notice Heldrad under better circumstances* *would think all that blood would cause a bit of a stir, though*

Gwen: *overhearing and adding to Lupe's statement* Bloo'y idiot, 'e is.

Fer: *trying to ignore phantom hunger pains she gets from smelling blood* *that will go away, it will, it will*

Lupe: Exactly.

Henry: *you ARE going to tell me about that, right?*

Jack: *shakes head, grinning*

Heldrad: *nah, he's a vamp. he's used to that smell.... not that he doesn't smell it, but he just isn't noticing it... whatever's got his attention is in that lil blankie, and he's cooing -very- contentedly at it, leaning down to give a few lil kisses to it too... happy burdie!*

Shego: *just wonders how much longer she's going to have to wait* *hates waiting* *needs to find something to do*

Raziel: *very slowly advances toward Shego until that Door opens, and Heldrad comes in...oh. Crap. 0_<; And he's out in the open now too...makes one think what exactly -happened- to this guy. o_o He really is almost just a skeleton, the remains of what once was wings trailing in tatters down his back, completely -nothing- left of his innards, his spine and ribs exposed, along with his hips...and before anybody comments, yes "that" is gone too. :P*

Nightsail: ((ahaha. XD Mirr.))

Fer: *no, but will give you big sad 'make it go away' eyes*

Phoenix: ((you wouldn't believe how often I get that when I try to play Raz to a non-SR fan. XD))

Henry: *can't do anything if you don't talk* *Ginger will kill us, for one thing*

Ginger: I will kill you if you don't stop those stupid little starry things.

Fer: Heeenryyyyyy.

Henry: Yes?

Maera: *a little belated here* Okay I didn't mean to make anyone upset. That just tends to happen.

Ginger: When you keep going on about the same thing and making people upset, you'd think you'd learn.

Fer: Make the smell go 'way.

Nume: *shrug*

Maera: I wasn't talking to you, and I didn't keep going on.

Henry: *confused* Smell...?

Ginger: I'm sitting right here.

Lupe: *settles in and chugs whiskey* How've you been, Jack?

Jack: Been doin' jus' fine, love. Consortin' with the navy, but... *shrug*

Fer: All that..eurgh. Hungry. No, no, not hungry. Sorry. Um.

Maera: *gestures to Nume* I was talking to....whatever his name is...You are impossible /not/ to get mad.

Henry: *gets what is very much an oh-shit look* This. Um. Um.

Ginger: Actually, that's pretty much true.

Fer: *pitiful look*

Lupe: 'Consorting', are you?

James: *sitting on free couch*

Theo: *sitting next to him*

Jack: *coughs, shrugs*

Raziel: *dangerously quiet* All of you. Quiet. *moving towards Heldrad now, quiet again...makes you wonder why this thing's still alive. 0_o; And his face -still- doesn't move when he talks. wtf?*

Lupe: *amused look*

Jack: *fails at not looking sheepish*

Nume: *wait, what? who said "quiet?"*

Ginger: ...who's the freakshow?

Heldrad: *peeks over as James sits down next to him, but ignores the guy and resums cooing into the blankie* ^_^

Lupe: *snerk*

Henry: *in the kitchen—didn't hear and is busy trying to explain to himself why this can't be happening*

James: *looks at all the freaky things* .... *drinks*

Raziel: *looking back at Ginger, glaring* "Freakshow"?

Fer: I'm not really hungry, it just feels like I should be.

Jenni: *not paying attention to anything but suturing*

Jack: *tries and fails at looking innocent*

Ginger: Yeah, in case you haven't noticed, your lower body is mostly gone.

Lupe: How many of them?

Shego: *really doesn't feel like being mad anymore* *trying not to stare at this new...person, if he can be called that*

Henry: Well, ignore it. Focus on something else. Help me put these away. *puts plates in her hands*

Raziel: ....I noticed when I found myself alive when I should have been dead. But thank you, for reminding me once again. I must have forgotten. *oooh, more sarcasm.*

Fer: *nods* *puts plates away with shaking hands*

Shego: *something sounds familiar about him...*

Jack: *coughs, holds up the appropriate amount of fingers - 3*

Ginger: Well, good thing I reminded you, then. Might do something silly if you forgot your organs were missing.

Lupe: *laughs*

Jack: *grins*

Shego: *can't be the sarcasm, of course, not at all*

Lupe: *gives him the general 'nice one' look and punch* *tries to hold back on the punch* *is such a tomboy*

Maera: *to Nume* Maybe you can tell me something about your work. I've been thinking...but I don't know enough about it.

Nume: Hold on. I'm watching the latest drama.

Raziel: *eyes narrow at that, stepping towards her* Oh really. Like...try to -eat- anything at all? *and with that actually pulls down that fabric around his face...um. Yipes. o_o; guy's missing his entire fricking lower jaw, along with his tongue...quite obviously was a vamp once, judging by the fangs*

Ginger: Well, that was the idea.

Jack: *refrains from wincing at the punch* *barely* *laughs*

Ginger: *totally unfazed by the lack of jaw thing*

Jubilee: *glances up, oh he's just missing a jaw, goes back to work*

Lupe: *smirks and lounges* *swig*

Maera: What drama? *looks at new person* *doesn't strike her as particularly interesting*

Heldrad: *coos louder as the lil bundle makes a peep — one of those high new-baby squeaks that just makes everyone go "awww"* *kisses on what's in the blankie again, curling up in his wings with it... happy burdie. ^_^*

James: *What the...*

Jack: *back is to the newcomer*

Jenni: *could be finishing... yes, the rest of these are minor, thank the Powers*

Shego: *can't help but think "ew"*

Fer: *has the general air of a junkie gone cold turky* *sweating, shivering..*

Erik: *speaking of "ew," is still on the floor, mostly nekkid, and rather bloody* *just for the record*

Ginger: *offers Raziel a drink from her flask*

Maera: *there's a mostly naked Erik on the floor? Didn't even notice*

Raziel: *just covers his face back up* ....go to hell, all of you... *so quiet most of everyone probably wouldn't even hear him, and turns back to Heldrad, pissy enough to just ignore everyone else...and that flask* *stops right in front of Heldrad, quiet* .....

Ginger: *stage whisper* I think we should have pretended to be scared.

Henry: *sees this* *angry at the world* Come on. Fight it!

Lupe: *hums a song, totally uncaring about missing jaws*

Jack: *to Lupe* Officers. An' I've yet to hang. Wonders ceise an' I'll surely be a dead man.

Fer: What do you /think/ I'm doing?

Gwen: *overheard* Been there, got bored, came back.

Lupe: My dad owns it! *smirk*

Henry: *oops* ... I know, I know... *thinkthinkthink*

Jack: Worse places a man can go.

Theo: *petpetpetting James quietly*

Fer: *chews on her bottom lip* ...I really gotta get out of here.

Andras: *doesn't really live in Hell, exactly, but something similar anyway*

Henry: Sharp's the word. *grabs her arm and tows her off through their Door*

Raz: *clenching his fist a little at all that...see, this is why he -doesn't- go out in public. :P Raises his hand a little to try and touch Heldrad to get his attention, but decides against it, and just watches*

James: *jumpy* *one hand is resting within quick reach of his pistol*

Theo: *being soothing! no ulterior motive! at all!*

Fer: *tries to keep up*

Jack: *wouldn't believe Theo if he was paying attention, which he isn't*

Heldrad: *just totally oblivious of the whole room around him here, kissing on the baby he's got in the blanket, happy hen he is....* ^_^

baby: *lil squeak again*

Lupe: Honestly? Seen worse, been worse, known worse. You are not extremely shocking.

Jenni: *right, gotta get Erik outta here* *will not use this as an excuse to hug him at all, really*

Theo: *totally concentrated on the man here*

James: *freaked out in his own special way* *which means he may be a wax statue, for all he moves*

Theo: *hey, brandy flask* *offers to James*

Maera: *isn't seeing anything interesting about anything that's going on right now* *just drinks her wine*

James: *blinks* *looks at it* *ah, thanks* *swig*

Jenni: *to Jubes* Get his legs, will ya?

Theo: *thinks he would be comfortable if he weren't in that binding vest*

Jubilee: Sure. *does so*

Raziel: *plans on giving her a demonstration on what exactly he eats nowadays. And it isn't blood. But not right now...Right now he just brushes a hand against Heldrad's wing, hoping to get his attention...nice to feel feathers that should've been on -his- wings by now. :S*

Lupe: *watches them cart off Erik* *..the hell was I doing?*

Ginger: Nothing sane!

Jenni: Great. Slow now. *walks backwards out of the room*

Lupe: I'm an idiot, message recieved. That was a thought to myself, you know.

Ginger: ...*shrug*

Lupe: Jumpy woman.

Jubilee: *nods* *pretty good at carrying bodies, really* *unfortunately*

Jenni: *ditto* *thinks that room across the hall is still servicable, so goes there*

James: *okay, got that one* *glower* *keep your thoughts away from my clothing*

Theo: *but it's so uncomfortable-looking...*

Fer: *curls up and rocks back and forth*

James: *obsessed Lieutenant.*

Heldrad: *coos more, the wing lifting a lil into it... burd's distracted, man!*

Jack: *Lieutenants are freaky in general*

Theo: *so going to be offended now*

James: *no, the other one is just nice.*

Henry: *crouches down in front of her* 'Fer! Look at me! Look! You're the stronger! YOU. You stay with me!

Theo: *stomps off*

Jack: *the other one is possessive*

Fer: Get out, Henry, please. You're not making this any easier. *can smell him, can feel his heartbeat, really needs to be away from living things*

James: *...all alone?*

Jenni: *so, stashes Erik and comes back to clean up the room a bit* *and notices blue people* *blinkkity*

Raz: *is a lieutenant, so ha. :P Well...he -was-...* .... *lifts his head a lil...gonna use the Commanding Voice! XD* -Heldrad-.

Jack: *goes and sits by James*

James: *...joy.*

Jack: *we're on a first-name basis* *deal*

Lupe: *aw, no more captive frightened audience?*

James: *well, yes, but.* *oooh, still has flask* *swig*

Shego: *decides she needs a drink* *things are getting way too weird*

Theo: *comes back and grabs his flask*

Jack: *Lupe could come over here, and there'd be two*

Lupe: *haunts bar*

James: ...*poutsulk!*

Theo: *stalks off again*

Shego: *glares at people that are at the bar and looks for something to drink*

James: *..is going to have to apologize, isn't he?*

Jack: *probably*

Theo: *most likely*

Lupe: *bares bloody teeth at her*

James: *bugger.*

Ginger: *glares back*

Jack: *or you could /not/ appologize* *after all, you /are/ commodore*

Shego: *grabs some kind of tropical drink and goes back to where she was*

James: *yyyes, but he's one of my best friends.*

Erik: *so, if he got bit, does that mean a Canon is getting turned into a were-something after all?*

Lupe: *noooo, doesn't work like that for 'wolves.*

Jack: *true, I suppose*

Erik: *good*

Lupe: *otherwise there'd be waaayyy too many*

Gwen: *or hawks*

Henry: *taken aback* *blink*

Fer: I can smell you, and I don't need sharp teeth to rip your throat out.

Heldrad: *a lil startled, looks up quickly, the coos pausing as he hugs the blankie tighter to himself, getting another lil squeak for it — though not the happiest squeak this time* ..... *looks like he's about ready to molt on the spot, like he's in Deep Trouble here right now or something* ............? *it's taking him a sec to realize that the half-covered face with glowing white clouds for eyes is Raz, though. XD*

Henry: ... *punches the floor in complete and total frustration and leaves*

Fer: *curls in on herself and tries to ignore the rabbits* *whimper*

Ginger: Next person to talk in asterisks gets /stabbed/ and I'm not kidding.

Jack: *really?*

James: *gets up* *follows Theo* *quietly* Groves...

Theo: *irritated* What?

Ginger: Yes, really. *stalks Jack*

Henry: *is very, very upset about this* *going to lock himself in a room until it passes, because Hyde is destructive like that*

James: What's wrong?

Jack: I believe the proper word is 'canon,' love.

Ginger: I believe the term is 'irritated beyond belief'.

Fer: *not happy either* *will get over this, will, will*

Raziel: *eyes kinda soften just a -teensy- bit, dunno if Heldrad would be able to catch it though* ...you always were the type to be easily distracted.

Theo: Nothing.

James: Don't be like that. Something's got you upset.

Jenni: *aware that various momentous things are happening around her* *whimper?*

Heldrad: ......-Raziel-? *blinks* ....

Jack: *runs for it?*

Theo: Nothing's wrong at all.

Shego: *keeps away from the freaky freaks and drinks her drink*

Ginger: *chases*

James: *sigh* Theo.

Theo: *growl* James.

Maera: *sighs and rolls her eyes*

Jack: *dives behind Lupe*

James: /What's wrong/?

Lupe: *hey! no using the crippled lady as a sheild!*

Theo: *stalks off*

Ginger: *dives past Lupe*

Fer: *ignore the bunnies ignore the..the bunnies! *looks at them* *oooohshit*

Shego: *wait...Jenni is back then?*

Jenni: *shakes head* *gotta tune some things out, or will lose it*

James: *follows!*

Jenni: *yeah, in the room*

Theo: *finishes off the flask*

Fer: ...Henry! Henry, come here! Aaaaw, /fuck/.

Jack: Ack! *runs again*

Raziel: *nods* It's been a while, hasn't it. *not sure if he should let go of Heldrad's wing yet or not. XD Goes quiet after that, looking down at that blanket* Although I never knew you could be distracted by -those- kind of things...

Ginger: *chases!* Come back here, you, I'll only stab you in one lung!

Henry: *isn't* *knows exactly what's going on anyway*

Jack: I like my lungs!

James: *don't make me be touchy-feely in public, Theo...* Please explain?

Ginger: It'll heal!

Shego: *to Jenni* So you gonna give me some answers or what?

Theo: I'm fine, James.

Fer: *backs away from the wicked winged bunnies* Not good.

Jack: Not fast enough!

Ginger: Don't be a wimp. Take your punishment like a man!

James: /No/, you're /not/.

Jack: Pirate!

Ginger: Whatever!

Theo: I don't like being... taunted.

Jack: Pirates /avoid/ punishment!

Maera: *is now watching Ginger and Jack*

James: I'm not taunting you!

Ginger: I can throw these just as well as I can use them hand to hand!

Theo: *shrugs and is stiffly British*

Jenni: *ah! focus!* *turns to Shego* ... Answers. Yes. As soon as I can remember what the question is.

Jack: *abandons what dignity he had left* Help!

Shego: The voice thing. What was that all about?

James: *growl* Theo!

Jenni: Crowd control. Could use some now.

Theo: Never mind, Sir.

Jack: *tries hiding behind Jenni*

Shego: But why was it in my head?

Ginger: *dodges around Jenni and throws a knife at Jack's arm*

Jenni: *there's a pirate behind me*

Shego: *eyes Jack*

Heldrad: .... *-squeals- and shifts the lil bundle to one arm, reaching back over the couch and hugging Raz right up before he can really react, and sits back down on the couch with him now in his lap too* Ohmygod, it really is -you-! XD *hugs tightly, prolly popping Raz's back as he does... burd just isn't -thinking- here. haha.*

Jack: *has a knife in his arm!* *pain!*

James: Don't give me that, Theo!

Shego: Hey, watch it!

Ginger: *sits back down and takes a drink*

Jack: *knife! in arm!*

Theo: I don't have anything else to give you right now so could you bloody well back off?

James: *angrily* No!

Jack: *pulls it out and watches the blood* ...interesting.

Jenni: (O.o) ~*wants everyone to please shut up*~

Shego: *watching Jack* Oh you are so weird.

Theo: *stalks away again*

Gwen: *wasn't doing anything...*

James: *chases!*

Jack: *looks at Shego* Think this needs a surgeon, love?

Fer: *eek, knows this feeling!* *wings popping, teeth, eyes, gah!*

Jenni: *okay, 'nother bleeding person* *hasn't washed off yet* *argh*

Theo: *heads for the bar*

Lupe: I'll take care of it, Jenni.

Raziel: 0_o *lil -huff- on instinct there as Heldrad grabs him, looking for a minute after that like he's about ready to sling Heldrad up against the wall...not used to being grabbed or touched in a friendly way, man! Gets his composure back quick, furrowing his eyes again* Have you -completely- lost your mind??

James: *follows!*

Shego: It's just a cut. And don't calle me "love".

Ginger: He had a knife in his arm. It was pretty deep, too. Can I have that back, by the way?

Jack: *to Shego* There was a /knife/ in my arm! And no! *last bit to Ginger*

Theo: *brandy*

Jenni: No. Let's get out of this. *beckons Jack* I'll fix it.

Ginger: You'd better give it back.

Shego: *shrugs*

James: *worried and angry and want to know what the hell's going on*

Jack: *can't believe she's /asking for her knife back/*

Fer:*screech* *a pretty loud one, too*

Jenni: *picks up her stuff and heads for the kitchen, where it should be quieter and there is clean water and soap*

Theo: *irritated and angry*

Jack: ...Lupeias can do it, love.

Ginger: It's my knife.

James: *quietly* Please tell me what's wrong, Theo?

Jack: Finders keepers.

Jenni: *grr*

Theo: I don't really know what to say.

Ginger: You didn't find it, I threw it at you. That doesn't count.

Heldrad: *pauses.... no hugs?* ..... *hurt look, but lets him go, wings drooping down* .....no.....

Lupe: Don't, Jenni. Go take a shower and a nap.

Jack: *heads for Lupe* No offense, love.

James: *still so only Theo can hear* What did I mess up this time?

Theo: I /told/ you and you /were/.

Jenni: *could really have used something to do...* *will just go scrub, then*

James: ..Do I get to apologize?

Raz: *oh, no. :P Not that look. Can't pull that one on -him-....can he? 0_o;* When did -you- of all people get to be so... *pauses, not really wanting to say the word he's thinking of...still a lil too shocked to get up off Heldrad's lap, though. XD wtf was -that- about?*

Nightsail: ((Jenni's not gonna go snag Heldrad's lil bundled blankie before anything happens to it on the couch between him and Raz or anything? ;)))

Theo: If you do, I might even offer you brandy.

Fer: *the real danger being she can probably rip this door off its hinges...*

James: I'm sorry, Theo. And you can keep the brandy.

Jack: *offers arm to Lupe for patching up*

Theo: Fine. *drinks*

Shego: *goes back to her drink*

Neshomeh: (( Jenni was recently quite rattled and came back to be further rattled by all the chaos of everything happening at once—kinda lost track of the timeline, sort of thing. She needs to sort her head out. ))

Lupe: *pulls knife out* *examines it* Oooh, lucky, No poison on this one. Sit down somewhere, dumbass.

Heldrad: *just still giving him that hurt look.... he was just happy to see him, that's all.... ;_; smacked puppy...* ....so what? *hasn't quite taken his hand off Raz, though.... not gonna keep him if he moves to go, but he wants to give the guy a hug.*

Ginger: *disgusted* I wouldn't throw a poisoned knife at someone I wasn't intending to kill.

Lupe: Yeah, yeah.

Jack: *sits on a stool at the bar*

Jenni: *focuses on washing stuff*

Maera: *finished her wine a bit ago, but hasn't left the bar*

Lupe: *grabs her kit from under the chair* Now, up with the sleeve or something.

Fer: *munching on bunnies*

Hyde (cos that's how it is): *also making rather a lot of noise—PISSED at being locked in*

Jack: *pulls the sleeve up, wincing* My last shirt...

Raziel: ...maternal? *eyeing that look...aw, damn. XD* *sighs and rolls his eyes* Oh, -fine-. Go ahead. *braces himself for the next back-popping hug. XD*

Lupe: Yeah, yeah, you can borrow one of the idiot's. *disinfects and sets to work*

Fer: *looks up from eating* *ears prick forward* *screeches at the noise*

Hyde: *screams obscenities*

Jack: Righ'. *grits teeth*

Ginger: *pulls out a whetstone and starts sharpening a knife*

Fer: *making high-pitched bat noises at him*

Hyde: *cusses a blue streak*

Fer: *might actually be throwing some words in there* *mostly like 'maim' and other nasty squelchy words*

Ginger: *knives at wall, knives at people, decisions, decisions*

Jack: *to James, through gritted teeth* Won't find a better time to slap me in chains than now. Commodore. *grins, still gritting teeth*

Hyde: *probably a lot of "!@#$ let me the !@%$ing !@$#@ out of here or I'll @$!@#!##"*

Shego: *if Ginger throws any knives at her, she won't get them back*

Hyde: *and can pronounce those, so there*

Ginger: *pssht, has more than she needs, really*

Lucille-formerly-known-as-freaky-'Fer: *more SKREEEEEEEEEMAIMKILLTEARSKREEE*

Lupe: Yeah, well, he'd better wait or he's a dead man.

Jack: *chuckles*

Lucy! Mwee!: *attempting to break down door*

Hyde: *same*

Maera: *gets more to drink*

Lucy: *..claws through wood* *VICTORYYY*

Hyde: ... *them things is sharp*

Lucy: *them claws is at least two inches long and thick and wicked sharp* *skreeee?*

Hyde: Oh, bugger. *looks for another way out*

Lucy: *sniffsniff* *headtilt, looks almost comically confused* *still has dead rabbit bits hanging from her teeth*

Hawkelf: ((I really have to go. I was supposed to be abed two and a half hours ago. >.< Night.))

Oracle: ((Awww. Night.))

Nueva Paz: ((Goodnight then.))

Blayze: (( Aw, night.))

Neshomeh: (( Aww. Night-night. ))

Hawkelf has left the conversation.

Theo: *working his way through that bottle of brandy*

James: *hovering and trying to babble his friend back to cheerfulness*

Theo: *grumble*

Hyde: Sod off, you great slobbering blue rat!

Lucy: *beats wings* *screech* *takes a big, lanky, bird-clawed-freaky step towards him*

Jenni: *better now* *still can't shake the feeling that something is very, very rotten in the state of Denmark*

James: *is gonna need to be very drunk before he starts being nuzzly and cuddly in public*

Theo: *yes, and Theo's desire to remove all of James's clothes isn't helping his cheerfulness factor* *offers the brandy again*

Heldrad: *ignoring the apparent hug-offer; it's not exactly an enthusiastic one, so why should he take him up on it? the moment's spoiled and over, dude. :(* .... *lil shrug, looking back down to the lil bundle like maybe he did kinda just get told off about the baby there or something* ....you remember how I always had to have something to do? *peeks at Raz, kind of a rhetorical question.... all the mischief, yeah, that.*

Lucy: *basic thought pattern: 'Hungrywhathuhfoodbloodwhat'sthatisitfoodcuriousfood?'*

James: *swigs ruefully*

Hyde: *voice rising in pitch* Gowon, git! Go 'way! Scat!

Theo: *gets his own bottle*

Lucy: Food? *it speaks!*

Hyde: *blink* ... I haven't got any! Nor am I an entree!

Maera: *seems to be hearing things...* *tries to ignore it*

Lucy: *hops towards him* *almost to another person who is obviously not in the room* What's that?

Hyde: *one of them is batshit crazy* O.o;

James: *drinks* *sits by Theo*

Maera: *not hearing anything clearly enough to tell what it is, though, just...little noises*

Theo: *drinks* *hurrah, going to get the commodore drunk again* *and this time, Andrew isn't around*

Nightsail: ((ahaha. that's past hillarious, coming from Hyde. XD))

Lucy: Is it food? *winces, ducks head* *whine* Not food, sorry, sorry...

Neshomeh: (( Indeed. *g* ))

Hyde: *slow eyebrow movement* 'Ere. Wot's all this?

Lucy: *hiss* Not talking to thing!

Raz: *relaxing at that...just doesn't like to be Touched. ¬_¬;* How could I -forget-? A lot of trouble you caused me. *fake-scolding, here. XD Feels kinda bad about freaking like that, but hey. He's been tossed around like a rag doll on more than one occasion. :S* ...so they give you a human child to keep you occupied? *trying to be humorous, and failing. He's -so- out of practice. XD*

Lucy: *tilts head again, listening* *peers at Hyde*

Jenni: *relatively cleaned up now, comes back into the Lounge* *happy that it's quieter, but...*

Lupe: *cleaning up*

Hyde: *glare*

Lucy: *focuses her full attention on him* What thing?

Heldrad: ....no... *not catching on to that* .....I think.... *so bad with putting instinctive stuff into english words, and it shows, with how he's trying to figure this out, like someone just asked him a difficult math question* ......I think I couldn't figure out -what- it was I wanted... and... you know how it is, when you know you're forgetting something, but you don't know what, so you just can't seem to sit still? *tries to smile a lil, not really having much success with that... for once, not being all flippant and joking.*

Lucy: *smacks forehead, ignoring him again for a minute* Stop whining! No help.

Hyde (who has spontaneously developed an accent): I'm norra thing. I'm a Mister, to you.

Lucy: You a thing. Big thing. Yummy thing? *and we're back to food*

James: *ohdear, all Theo's...*

Theo: *got a problem with that? more brandy?*

James: *drinks*

Theo: *good commodore*

Hyde: *keen to notice the submissiveness of this critter* *gonna get assertive* Like 'Ell I am! You listen 'ere, critter, an' you listen good. You just step right back out that door before I shoves a fist down your throat. See?

Lucy: *HISS* You not Miss! You not gonna push me around! *quickly getting good at this 'talking' thing* We eat things that think they can push us around!

Raziel: *folding his arms some, finally getting up off where Heldrad was holding him* So...it's your -instinct- to be that way? *curious....he sincerely doubts he would have that particular one even if he -had- been allowed to keep his wings. :S* .... *shakes his head, quiet* Never mind that. How are things back there?

Hyde: Yeah? Who's "we?"

James: *has realized that this will all be much more fun drink*

Lucy: We are we!

Theo: *it certainly will- drinks as well*

Hyde: *that eyebrow thing again* *has a niggling little suspicion*

Lucy: *it should be helped by the shaggy red hair*

Maera: It's too quiet here....

Hyde: ... Cor. *bursts out laughing in a very nasty way*

Lucy: *hissss*

Jenni: Don't say that! You want it like it was before? O.o;

Ginger: It is nice when it's quiet.

Lupe: *cleanclean* Exactly. I'm busted up and feeling stupid enough for one day.

Heldrad: ....They're fine. *curls up on the couch some more, putting the lil bundle back on his knees, cuddling it onto his chest... and very gently pulling away the blankie to see the baby better, giving her a few lil kisses, being way gentle.... hey, Jenni, check it out... -new- lil baby! Must be what, under a week old still? ....and looks just like Heldrad, pretty much. XD*

Maera: No. It's not. It usually means something.

Lupe: It means nobody's dying?

Ginger: Well, I'm not planning on stabbing anymore people unless the blueclad lovebirds over there get really irritating.

Nightsail: (("blueclad lovebirds"?))

Maera: I just don't like how it feels...

James: *What? Me? Ack no idea what you're talking abooo when did the floor get over there?*

Oracle: ((Navyboys.))

Hyde: Damn me! Hahaha! No—damn you! Hahahaha!

Nightsail: ((ahh.))

Theo: *about the same time we did?*

Maera: *"lovebirds"?* ....Ugh.

Lucy: *screech* *little lunge, not quite pouncing yet*

James: ...'m not drunk /again/?

Jenni: *nods to Maera* *looks over at Heldrad and Raz and that little bundle, but really not prepared to be easy-going again*

Theo: 'Course not, Jamie. *drinks*

James: Not Jamie!

Theo: *sigh* James. *drink*

James: *nods, vindicated*

Raziel: *well, if Jenni doesn't see it, he sure does. XD* ....? *leaning down a little closer to see the baby girl better there, looking back at Heldrad* ...please tell me she's not from a Door...? *but what he's -really- asking is if she's his or not. XD wtf, man!*

Theo: James, I'm drunk. You're stone-cold sober. *drink*

James: ..You sure?

Theo: *nods* Now drink up.

Hyde: *straightens up—dun wanna get eaten* Aherm. Heh. 'E did it, didn't 'e? My... other 'alf, hah.

James: *shrugs, drinks*

Theo: *encouragingly* That's the way, sir.

Lucy: Skrrrii...what?

Heldrad: ..... *looks back up at him, silent a sec.... "please tell me she's not?"* ....why? *not smiling*

James: *bah* *driiiink*

Raziel: That's not... *just closes his eyes and shakes his head a lil, tries again* I meant, is she...yours.

Hyde: *sniggers* Should've known. 'Twere only a matter of time.

Lucy: *listening again* Wasn't supposed to happen...

Hyde: Bollocks! 'Course it weren't! But it did and you're free, en't you?

Lucy: Skree. What happened? *looking to Hyde for a sensible explanation* *poor child.*

Hyde: You've escaped. Cut a dash. Flew the coop. -Free.-

Heldrad: *just looking back at him like he's suspicious here or something* Why? *hugs the tiny baby a lil closer to him, all protective... well, his brothers certainly didn't want him to have the kiddo — they wanted to put her with a human family. :P*

Lucy: No. We're broken.

Hyde: *yeah, she's nutso bonkers all right*

Theo: *drinks*

Lucy: Half one thing half the other. *glare!* Put us back!

James: *driiink*

Theo: *hands in innocent Jamesplaces*

Hyde: *moi?* -I- didn't do it! It en't MY fault!

Maera: *tries not to gag* *is going to completely ignore James and Theo now, pretend they're not there, because, ew*

Lucy: Not right. One person one soul! We are dividing half a soul! Not enough to begin with!

Raziel: ....? *just watching Heldrad, here, brow raised...what, like -he's- gonna protest?* Because vampires are not supposed to be able to father children.

James: *mrf, hello, Theodore*

Theo: *hullo, James, hand just on the shoulder. only friendly!*

Hyde: *yeesh* Well, it en't my business if you want to throw everyting away, ducks. Just you let me out of this and you can put yourself back together, eh?

James: *mkay then* *drinks*

Theo: *drinks*

Heldrad: *lil frown at him* You know, I never did ask... *a lil on the bold side here, isn't he, talking to Raz in those tones... but then, he's being all protective here, baby to hen over and all...* ....where -did- you get me from, as a human?

Lucy: ...*thinking for a moment* *mutters* Shutupshutupwhiningnothelping...

Jenni: *okay, gonna listen to the vampdudes instead of the ether now* *what HAS Heldrad got this time?*

Maera: Er...*turns to Nume* You want to tell me about what you do? Unless you'd rather not...*didn't realise she was just being redundant there*

Lucy: *tilts head**slyly* Why throwing things away?

James: *we can only get so drunk..*

Heldrad: *on the couch, hugging a newborn baby to him... she's less than a week old, and mostly wrapped in a pink baby blankie, and looks just like him. or at least, looks just like what he'd have looked like as a human, at any rate. that's what Heldrad's got this time. ^_^*

Theo: *fair point*

Hyde: *edging around toward the door, hoping to get her to turn with him so he can back out* Be-CAUSE, you can do whatever you want, m'duck. You don't 'ave to listen to whatever's whinging at the back o' your 'ead. You can do whatever you want, save making a meal of me. I wouldn't taste good anyhow. *evil grin*

Jenni: *and there's a Raziel there* *blink*

Raziel: ...... *quiet, trying to actually -remember-...been quite a while, y'know, and intense burning agony really messes with your head a while* ....I'm not sure.

Jenni: *koff*

Nume: *exists, sorry* Hm? Oh, that. Well, until lately I was in the Department of Floaters, which means Upstairs sent Cameo and me into the worst dreck they could dig up. Crossovers, 'Sues, possessions, you name it.

Ginger: God, I hate my Department.

Lucy: *watches warily* It was good before. She liked me.

Hyde: *circling* That's 'ow it always goes, innit? Suddenly you're not good enough, eh? So, who needs 'em?

Lucy: She needs me. She hates me. *turns with him, making sure her back is never to him*

Hyde: So to 'Ell with 'er! Live your own life. Take it by the horns and LIVE like there's no tomorrow!

Lucy: *smiiiiiles* *all fangs* Eat, you mean. Hungry.

Raziel: *turns at that cough, eyeing Jenni suspiciously* ......

Maera: I guess I just have a hard time imagining how it can really be so bad.

Hyde: *nasty grin, circling toward that door* You can satisfy all the hungers and then some.

Maera: But then I also don't know how someone can be so attatched to some words on a piece of paper.

James: *leaning on Theo* Theo. 'M drunk.

Heldrad: *watching him, looking quite calm, if frowning at him.... though his wingfeathers are kinda puffed up a lil; he's definitely upset about -something- here...* ....I'd like to know why I never met any humans that knew me, if you can answer -that- one... You know, I always wondered why some of the fledgelings were such good friends with some of the slaves; it took me a little while to realize it's because they were humans together.... So why didn't I ever know I had a daughter? *ignoring Jenni at the moment, actually... :S*

Theo: *surprised sounding* So you are, James.

Maera: Or pictures on a screen, I guess.

Lucy: I want to eat. I want to gorge myself on flesh and blood, sweet, sweet blood. All I want. All I can want.

Nume: Because each word is a building block of a World. Imagine if it were yours.

Hyde: *evil* I can show you where to start.

Lucy: You're here.

Hyde: But there's on'y one of me, i'n'there? I can show you more.

Lucy: I'm hungry /now/! *snarlhiss*

Hyde: *door behind me? yes? yes!* Roight. Well. Good luck wi' that. Cheerio, ducks! *runrunrun!*

Lucy: *chases! ..awkwardly! *folds wings in* *there we go!*

Hyde: *runs as only evil can run to save its hide—and is very much heading for the Door to the Lounge*

Raziel: *turning back at that, sorta frowning back, really.* And -I've- always wondered why everyone in our godforsaken world, every player on this chessboard each claims the same pawn. Knowing that your actions are your own, and not bound by the same shackle of fate that enslaves you now, and that little girl, and all the others. Having higher powers tweak the strings of their puppets to try and ensnare you to do -their- whim! *little sigh* I have not had time to remember things that seem like a distant echo that's too faint to make out clearly, Heldrad. I've been far too busy trying to find out the truth, before it's too late for everyone.

Lucy: *follows, crawling along walls and gliding haphazardly*

Maera: I'm not particularly attached to my world. I've never really been attached to anything...Well...not by much. I don't know. Anyway, I've done a lot of reading, but mainly the informational kind. I just can't seem to get into fiction. It's all so...Maybe I just haven't found the right thing. I don't know.

Hyde: *bursts in!* OU' O' MY WAY! GIT!

James: !!!

Theo: !!!!

All: !?!

Lupe: ..Oh, what now?

Shego: What is that??

Lucy: *SCREECH!* *bursts in after*

Ginger: //Fuck//, do I have to stab things //again//?

Theo: *strategically drags James under the couch*

Maera: What...? *blink* *looks at Lucy*

Lucy: *dead set on catching Hyde* *for now, anyway*

Heldrad: *ignoring a good deal of that, it looks like* Well, you didn't have time to think about it -before-, did you, between your dinner parties and fitting sessions for your latest— *pauses at the ruckus and -stands up- on the couch to his full height, a good nine and a half feet, wings up and out to make himself look even bigger.... ooh, someone just got the hen all protective. o_o*

Hyde: *ohshitohshitohshit!* *running like mad, knocking things and people over to distract her*

Raziel: *eyeing that, whicks out a beam of light that vaguely resembles a sword and dashes in to confront Lucy, blocking her further entrance...not letting her have a chance to attack Heldrad* Stand back, you!

Jenni: *has been standing there stupidly for a while, so probably gets pulled down* !!!

Lucy: *has the spacee to stretch her wings and really fly now!*

Maera: I thought....*she turned back? So it didn't work after all!*

Raziel: *well, okay, slight setback, but...jumps high into the air and whacks her with that sword made out of faint bluish light, trying to slam her to the ground to try to put her on equal grounding*

Shego: More freaks. Where do they keep coming from? *is ready to use her powers if necessary*

Hyde: *yes! good! blue monsters fight it out while I escape!*

Lucy: *screeech!* *pissed! really pissed! *tries to grab him*

Jenni: Someone grab Hyde! *swipes at his ankles as he goes by again, only swipes cloth*

Raziel: *gets slashed in the hip by those claws, and he jumps back, swiping at her with that sword again...ow! Thing -hurts-!*

Maera: *appears to be in a better mood suddenly* *keeps a hand on her sword*

Ginger: *tempted to go with enlightened self-interest here*

Lucy: *hisses and jumps away* Dammit, /hungry/!

Heldrad: *lil growly burdysound, basically slams Lucy to the ground via telekinesis... he'll hold her there. yeah.*

Shego: Which one?

Hyde: *gonna be out in the halls in—about now*

Ginger: *sighs and starts stalking Hyde*

Lucy: *ack, thing!*flail*

Hyde: *cackles as he runs—finally escaped that damn room!*

Ginger: *chases*

Maera: *blink* There's too many vampires here.

Raziel: *steps up close to her, pointing that sword at her throat* If there's a glimmer of self-preservation in that frenzied mind of yours, you won't move a -centimeter-.

Lucy: *hisss* You can't kill me!

Shego: *decides other people have got it covered*

Nume: *hiding again*

Raziel: *eyes narrowed dangerously by now, moves the sword closer to her skin* Try me.

Lucy: *lunge*

Jenni: Dammit. *gets up* Don't kill her! Knock her out, but don't kill her! It's important.

AUGUST 17ish

Oracle: ((What're we doing tonight, Brain?))

Neshomeh: (( The same thing we do every night, Pinky... ))

Blayze: ((Try to take over the world!))

Neshomeh: (( They're Pinky and the Brain... they're Pinky and the Brain... One is a genius, the other's in-sane... ))

Ginger: *eyeroll*

Hawkelf: ((I vote Pinky the genius.))

Neshomeh: (( {X D ))

Blayze: ((XD))

Oracle: ((*laughs*))

Lupe: *bored now*

Ginger: *yeah, really*

Hawkelf: ((Always did. Since I was little. I was born to be a sidekick! Pinky's my hero, man!))

Nume: *is still the only one of his typist's in the room* *also still decked out like a Potterverse wizard*

Gwen: *bored*

Ginger: Just get back from somewhere, Nume?

Nume: *just got done forcing Maera to view his traumatic memories, remember?*

Ginger: *ah, of course*

Nume: *so, won't answer that*

Gwen: *checks to see if Sang's still around*

Sang: *chillin'* *woo-hoo*

Maera: *right* *hasn't moved yet*

Nume: *except to drain his Bleepka flask, but that's perfectly understandable* *those images should be gone by now, and the symptoms that came with them*

Lupe: *is being cranky*

Gwen: *is being Gwen-ish*

Maera: *yeah, but...still gonna just sit here for a while*

Jenni: *is probably awake and thoroughly angsted out by now* *shuffles into the room and continues to the kitchen* *this is what happens when zombies think they want tea*

Ginger: Look, it's a Jenni.

Lupe: Wows.

Nume: Indeed.

Gwen: Amazin'.

Nume: ... What precisely is being marveled at? I don't see it.

Ginger: I'm not sure myself.

Lupe: No idea.

Ginger: I was just pointing out her presence.

Nume: And I was verifying it.

Gwen: Jest followin' de crowd.

Ginger: Sheep.

Nume: I see.

Gwen: Hawk.

Lupe: Baaa.

Ginger: Ach, crivens.

Jenni: *heads back the other direction with mugs and contrives to flip them all off on the way*

Ginger: *waves*

Maera: .....What's her problem?

Ginger: Crankiness?

Lupe: *shrug*

Ginger: It happens to other people.

Gwen: Can't fly.

Nume: Acute hearing, I expect.

Ginger: *nods*

Nume: Serious condition, that.

Lupe: *nods* ..I'm bored now.

Ginger: Yeah.

Nume: *sigh*

Maera: What's that got to do with it?

Gwen: ...'ello, moon station.

Nume: *eyebrow*

Maera: *was referring to the hearing bit*

Ginger: What? Now I'm confused.

Lupe: Gwen, speak English.

Gwen: ...sarcasm... Me humor's obv'sly too lofty fer ye, derg. *pause* Dat or Ah botched it.

Ginger: You botched it.

Nume: Your satellite humor missed the heliopause of my system.

Ginger: *snickers*

Nume: I suspect the entry was shallow.

Lupe: You have no humor.

Maera: *blink*

Ginger: *amused*

Nume: *has a sense of humor, honest*

Lupe: *meant Gwen*

Nume: *ah*

Ginger: *is amused by Nume*

Gwen: ...but Ah can fly.

Lupe: Barely.

Gwen: Neh, Ah can fly. Ah jest canno' land.

Nume: *aims only to please* *when it's convenient*

Lupe: Or keep from hitting things.

Gwen: ...dat's te do with landin'. Sorta.

Lupe: Uh-huh.

Gwen: ...wait, when's de last time I hit somet'in'?

Lupe: Last week.

Nume: Does falling off the couch and hitting the floor count?

Gwen: ...dat's sleepin'.

Lupe: Oh, good point! Today.

Gwen: Asleep! Donnae count!

Lupe: Does too!

Ginger: *sticks her head in the bar*

Gwen: Nae!

Maera: *is finding this amusing, not that anyone can really tell*

Lupe: Too!

Nume: *facepalm*

Gwen: Nae!

Lupe: Does too!

Gwen: Donnae!

Maera: You're sounding like little kids.

Ginger: Can I throw something at them? Something pointy?

Gwen: ...we're older'n ye, fledglin'.

Lupe: By a lot.

Maera: I said "sounding".

Nume: *shrugs at Ginger*

Maera: How about acting your age then?

Ginger: As much as I hate to agree with Maera- which is an awful lot- you two are being immature.

Nume: Ah, and she chooses pointy words...

Lupe: No respect. Kids these days.

hawkyelf (12:03:28 AM): ...'ow many 400-year-olds do ye ken, eh? We are actin' our age.

Lupe: Every bit of it.

Ginger: No, you're acting like H- two-year-olds.

Lupe: It's because we're old and tetchy.

Gwen: *nods* Ye young wipper-snappers jes' don' rec'nize de signs yet.

Maera: *was going to say something like that, except maybe to go with a bit older then two*

Lupe: What she said.

Nume: I believe one word explains the entire situation.

Maera: From what I've seen around here, I don't think the number of years matters so much as everything else.

Nume: *that was a theatrical pause, there*

Lupe: Yeah, but you never understand anything.

Gwen: ...Lupe, ye're oldest 'ere, aye?

Ginger: And what's that word?

Lupe: Aye.

Nume: *thank you, Ginger* Senility.

Gwen: An' Ah'm de second, aye?

Lupe: Aye.

Gwen: Den we're de experts, aye?

Maera: I've lived a limited sort of life.

Author Blayze (12:08:04 AM): *Ducks isn't here, right?* *yeah, the oldest* Aye. And if we're crazy experts, so be it.

Gwen: Ye'll always be de expert on dat one, Lupe.

Ginger: Senility. Accurate.

Lupe: Thanks so much, Gwenny.

Nume: I thought so.

Gwen: Yer welcome. Mum.

Lupe: *glower*

Ginger: *snicker*

[Then there was a long OOC digression...]

Ginger: Shut up, authors.

[...in which everyone griped about their families...]

Henry: *should get a prize for being the only one of Neshomeh's characters to be able to relate to this discussion*

[...among other things.]

Henry: *so when did our angst become not good enough?*

Ginger: Good question!

Fer: *honestly!*

Henry: *it's so angsty!*

Fer: *what he said!*

Ginger: Idiots.

Erik: *in the "can't relate to the discussion" crowd*

Jenni: *yup*

Fer: *...yeah, me too*

Ginger: *had wonderful parents, even if they're a bit smothery now*

Nume: *might be able to relate if his past was intact, but the typist hasn't bothered*

Lupe: *..I..killed my stepfather? ..Nah, can't really relate*

Ginger: Of course, my sister is a raging bitch from hell.

Lupe: Ugh, sisters...

Ginger: *snarls*

Maera: *has no family*

Nume: I've no siblings. Goes a long way to explain my poor social skills. No one to practice on.

Lupe: *has a half-sister* *enough said*

Ginger: What about my poor social skills?

Nume: You're just frelled in the head.

Ginger: ...I love you too, Nume. *eyeroll*

Maera: I spent ten years in an orphanage, but I never got along with any of the kids.

Nume: *grin*

Maera: */almost/ actually laughed at that one* *just snigers instead*

Nume: *or, well, a stretching of the lips across the teeth...*

Lupe: ...I hate my sister. And she is clingy. Like a limpet.

Ginger: *drinks*

Maera: They teased me and were just plain nasty until I ended up seriously harming some of them.

Ginger: Poor baby.

Lupe: We're so sad for you.

Maera: I'm sure you are. Almost as much as I am. Only reason I never did anything sooner was because I didn't know I could.

Nume: Do they have swirlies on your world?

Maera: Swirlies?

Nume: You haven't properly been picked on until you've had your glasses stepped on and your head stuck in a working toilet.

Lupe: We should show her. Personally.

Maera: I've never worn glasses.

Ginger: Yes!

Nume: It would be most educational. And, in your case, we could pull your hair.

Lupe: I'm likin' the idea.

Ginger: Do we have any lockers to put her in?

Nume: Oh, yes! Of course, the gym locker.

Lupe: We could find one!

Ginger: Mwaha.

Maera: Apparently you all have a deathwish...

Nume: And we mustn't forget the wedgie.

Lupe: Yesss!

Maera: *is about as un-amused with the prospect as possible*

Ginger: ...Maera, I've beaten you up an awful lot.

Lupe: *is highly amused* Yeah, me too.

Nume: *this is nothing compared to "C-l-br--n"*

Lupe: *why do you always take out the vowels?*

Nume: *we do not speak its name*

Ginger: *shudder*

Gwen: ...Cel'bri'n?

Ginger: Shush!

Nume: *eyebrow* *twitch*

Gwen: ...*grins* *mwahahaha* Cel'bri'n!

Lupe: Celeborn. *yes, had to go there*

Maera: For one thing, I always hold back, because I lacked the desire to end up killing anyone. And I don't want to lose control...

Ginger: Shut up, Gwen!

Lupe: Oh, rawr. Whatever, Maera.

Ginger: I'm scared.

Maera: And I know Lupe is stronger than I am.

Ginger: Really. See me shiver?

Nume: *still has a wand, you know* *is capable of casting the Cruciatus Curse*

Lupe: Hells yeah.

Gwen: ...ye're strong'r 'n' somebo'y, Lupe? Aside from me, dat is.

Lupe: You and the rest of the world. ..But not Sang.

Maera: When I say "lose control" I don't mean of my temper...Seeing as that happens a lot.

Ginger: I think we got that.

Lupe: Uh huh.

Gwen: Only a 'ittle bit.

Nume: *should keep a wand on him at all times, really—he's more useful that way*

Maera: ......never mind

Lupe: We weren't anyway.

Gwen: Rarely do.

Lupe: Never do.

Gwen: Ver' true.

Nume: *wonders if he can summon Bleepka*

Maera: *not responding to that*

Fer: *what am I doing?*

Henry: *last I remember we were sleeping more*

Gwen: *not as fun if it doesn't get a response*

Fer: *ah* *..now I'm not tired*

Henry: *probably shouldn't have gone to sleep, in retrospect, because he probably won't wake up him*

Fer: *oh not good*

Hyde: *snores*

Fer: *edges away veeery carefully*

Maera: Oh...yeah...I should probably apoligize...*directed at Nume though she's not really looking at him*

Nume: *has not been paying attention for some time*

Hyde: *spreads out more and makes noise in the process, but seems... content? at the moment*

Maera: *taps him on the shoulder*

Nume: *points a wand at her nose* Yes?

Fer: *oh good* *you nap* *goood Eddie* *..someone make this crazy bint in my head stop yelling*

Maera: *isn't afraid of a stick* Do I have to repeat myself? Because I really don't want to.

Nume: *blink* Did you say something? *genuinely puzzled here*

Ginger: She said she should probably apologize.

Fer: *looks for the door*

Maera: *blink* Um...yes...thanks.

Nume: Oh. Well, then there's no need to repeat yourself. Simply do or do not.

Hyde: *you led the old boy in here, there must be a door*

Fer: *Yes, yes, but now I have a headache and am frightened and WOULD YOU SHUT UP, WOMAN*

Maera: ....right. Well, I'm sorry. *the last word sounded almost forced*

Ginger: *snort*

Nume: *nod* And I ought to accept your apology. So, I do.

Gwen: ...coot.

Ginger: That was so very, very insincere.

Nume: *eyebrow*

Ginger: *goes back to pulling things out of the bar*

Nume: *wha-a-at?*

Maera: I am sincere, I'm not likely to say that unless I really mean it. I don't like saying it.

Ginger: *moodswung to 'cranky as hell'*

Gwen: *preens*

Fer: *aha!* *tries to open the door veery quietly*

Maera: ....but you're really going to accept it just like that? *to Nume again* *is a bit surprised about this*

Nume: Why not?

Maera: *not to mention somewhat skeptical, as it's in her nature*

Hyde: *... y'know, space is nice, but wasn't there a warm body here a few seconds ago?* *where'd it go?*

Fer: *it is attempting to escape*

Hyde: *well, that is not on* *blinkity* ... Oi.

Fer: *Ack!* Uhm?

Ginger: *wonders if she can drink her way through the bar and starts trying*

Hyde: *looks around* *slow, evil grin* So, it's you. And what are you doin' 'ere?

Maera: Because...Well I expected you wouldn't really believe me. And even if you did....well, I don't know, I've only apoligized to one other person...maybe two, I'm not really sure on that... But it didn't do any good.

Fer: Well, I was asleep. Now I'm wondering where we stashed the advil.

Nume: I believe you regret your words, because I made sure of it. To doubt you would be to doubt myself. Which I don't.

Fer: And I'm thirsty. And wow, will my head always hurt this much? And why is she still keeping up commentary? Advil? *babbling, yes*

Maera: I.....that's...er... *apparantly at a loss for words, clearly not a common thing*

Gwen: *sniggers*

Hyde: Couldn't say, I'm sure. *doesn't know what this Advil is, and doesn't care* *languorous and suggestive stretch*

Nume: *all your base are belong to us*

Fer: *escaape rooute* *and wow, that was creepy* Oh, and she wants to eat you. She said to 'Damn well tell the bastard that'. Er.

Hyde: *blink* *disgruntled* I assume that was not meant in the nice way.

Fer: Nope.

Hyde: Doesn't mean you and I can't have fun. *eyebrow waggles*

Fer: Er. No. Thanks.

Hyde: Why not? I feel I've got all day to enjoy. *eg*

Fer: Because if you say one more thing I may very well puke all over your shoes? *weak grin* *look ma, no fangs*

Maera: I've never known anyone that would trust me. Probably for good reason, too.

Hyde: *glances at his feet* -His- shoes, you mean. Might 'ave to do something about that.

Nume: I trust my method and the evidence of my senses.

Maera: Senses can be deceiving.

Fer: Puke on something anyway. My head really hurts. Wow. Uhm. *is feeling weak and out of place and not up to her normal 'kick-yer-ass' attitude*

Nume: That is why we have the Scientific Process.

Gwen: *starts trimming loose feathers for fletching arrows*

Ginger: *bored as hell*

Gwen: *yeah... also bored*

Ginger: *bored and cranky usually involves random weaponry*

Maera: That doesn't work for everything. And you don't know me that well.

Gwen: *keeps a wary eye on Ginger*

Hyde: *really annoyed at this clothing issue, actually* Tell you wot. We get out of 'ere and find me some decent clothing, you get what you want, and see iffn you don't change your mind, eh? *pun? what pun?*

Nume: Are you saying you faked your reactions to the Pensieve and all that followed?

Maera: No.

Nume: Then what, pray, is your point?

Fer: *...actually, has nothing better to do* ..Fine. Anything for Advil. Or Motrin. Or Asprin. Or somethiing else along those lines. *gets up* *opens door*

Gwen: ...an'bo'y 'ere fond o' arrows?

Hyde: *shuffles after* *actually looks very ridiculous, when one stops to think about it* *Henry's clothes do not fit*

Fer: *yes, when she stops being madly scared, he does look silly* *right, which way?*

Hyde: *what, -I- know?*

Nume: I believe I mentioned shooting Legolas in the shoulder the last time I touched a bow and arrows.

Gwen: ...Ah won' mind if'n ye do't 'gain.

Rhianna: *has a bow, and arrows* *probably just hiding out somewhere*

Ginger: 'Thia would mind, if she were here and not being a huge tremendous bitch.

Nume: I think I would be in a great deal of trouble if I did it again.

Gwen: *has wondersome werehawk-feather fletched arrows that she's protective of and choosy who she gives them to* ...what she be doin' now, then?

Ginger: Living with my parents. And Henna.

Gwen: Ah.

Ginger: *returns to drinking heavily*

Nume: *should he understand the significance of this?*

Ginger: *he never knew Henna, did he?*

Maera: ....I just....I don't trust people very easily under any circumstance. And no one's really had a reason to trust me. I wouldn't.

Fer: *..randomly picks a direction* *off we go!*

Kelsey: *this situation requires a random cameo... from Kelsey* *who is now orange* *and six* *and wandering in a door*

Nume: *apparently not* *to Maera, a considering look* *considering whether or not to respond... and, no*

Nueva Paz: ((Who is Kelsey? *automatically thought of her own character with that name*))

Hawkelf: ((Kelsey, the cute, six-year-old, spunky great-something-neice of Gwen. Who came in with Gwen during one of Gwen's first appearances here.))

Hyde: *whee!* *definitely walking behind, for the view as well as for having no idea where they're going*

Ginger: Hey there, kid.

Kelsey: Hello!

Jenni: *remembers that fiasco*

Gwen: *coughs* *looks at Kelsey* *has a 'did I kidnap her again and forget and leave her somewhere inappropriate' moment*

Fer: *should, at some point, remember that her body heat is internally regulated now and she doesn't have to wear the short-shorts and midriff to keep cool* *aaand, what's in here?* *..nope, cows* *in, moo-thing!*

Kelsey: *was kidnapped and forgotten in the cafeteria*

Fer: *geeze* *pushy livestock* *lalala, over here?* *noooo* *hm*

Hyde: *would gladly adjust her temperature* ... Moo.

Maera: *eyes the kid*

Nume: *also eyes the kid*

Fer: *snerk* No cows allowed in th' HQ unless they are an agent!

Kelsey: ...is Lupe in here? 'Cause Gwen forgot me, and a really scary lady tried to shoot me when I asked for directions.

Lupe: Right here, kiddo.

Gwen: *fails at being an aunt*

Ginger: *hides a snicker*

Hyde: Cow? Bull!

Kelsey: Aunt Lupe! *yay!* *runs over and hugs* *because*

Maera: I feel I'm missing something here.

Ginger: *mm, alcohol, sweet ambrosia...*

Nume: We can deduce from dialogue that there is some relationship between this child and Gwen. What that may be is unknown.

Lupe: *hugs* Heeey, Kels. What're you doin' here? *picks her up and sets her on the couch*

Kelsey: Aunt Gwen kidnapped me for a trip, and we went to see the kitty in the cafeteria, and then Gwen got distracted by this person that was doing something, and the kitty gave me ice cream, and then Gwen was gone.

Nume: And now we know what that relationship is.

Gwen: *oh, good, I left her with someone responsible...*

Lupe: Well, Aunty Lupe will have to kick Gwen's butt, won't she? *ridiculously cute around kids*

Nume: Also that Gwen is truly feather-brained.

Ginger: Feathered on the inside and the outside...

Fer: Steer. *here? no* This is stupiiid. Damn Doors.

Kelsey: Yep! Kick away!

Maera: Aunt Gwen...*finds that amusing*

Hyde: Bollocks. *eg*

Maera: *as well as Aunty Lupe*

Kelsey: *turns to Nume* Actually, Gwen's my great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, many great aunt.

Maera: *snrk*

Nume: ... Aunt to the nth degree, then.

Fer: *stops* *hands on hips, grumpy look* I want a Door to a wardrobe, and I want it now. *scary impatient cranky voice only women are capable of*

Gwen: Me brot'er 'ad kids. Who 'ad kids. Etc.

Hyde: *we're going to Narnia now, aren't we?*

Lupe: And Aunty Lupe is an honorary aunt, right?

Kelsey: Yep! 'Cause Aunty Lupe is the awesomest!

Fer: *smiles as a Door appears in front of her* *peeks in* Aaaw, snap. Righ, we gotta be quiet. *tiptoes in*

Lupe: Exactly. *ruffles her hair*

Kelsey: *hee*

Hyde: *curious* *is good at sneaky, though*

Maera: This is just weird.

Kelsey: And Aunty Lupe doesn't leave me in cafeterias. Or zoos. Or circuses. Or deserts. Or...

Gwen: *hastily* ...dat'd be enough, den. Heheh. Funny kid?

Fer: Right. *look! TARDIS wardrobe room!* If the door opens, /hide/. 'Kay, Eddie? We don't wanna get caught here.

Lupe: Gweeeeen.

Hyde: ... Eddie?

Gwen: 'Twas an accident! An' Ah always left 'er wit' someone as wes respons'ble.

Fer: Everything must have cutesy nicknames. It's in the code. *peeks around racks of clothes* Something in here should fit you..

Lupe: Your ass is roasted, Gwen.

Nume: *meh* *to Kelsey* Seems to me the trick is to get her to leave you someplace good.

Hyde: *grumble* What code? *goes through clothes* *makes a mess in the process, too*

Maera: I'd say something, but I really can't, as I'm not sure that if I had a kid with me I wouldn't intentionally leave it somewhere.

Gwen: *...should run now?* Ain't ye glad Ah don' got fledglin's, den?

Fer: The 'Former vampire crazy woman with voices in her head' code. *gets a oooh, clothing! look*

Kelsey: *nods* Totally. The circus was awesome. There was this clown, and she was awesome!

Lupe: Yes. You would be a terrible mother.

Ginger: And people call me a terrible mother. *grumbles*

Lupe: Your parents been good to ya, Kels?

Gwen: ...'cept fledglin's don't wander much. Or go places much...

Kelsey: *nods* Yep. *looks upward, clasps hands in her lap* *recites* My daddy is very good to me. We get three home-cooked meals a day, and every Sunday we go to a different church. Because when they find out about Gwen we get kicked out. And Charlie won't shut up. He's two. *last two lines ad-libbed, obviously*

Hyde: Yes, the background chatter is a nuissance sometimes... At the moment, though, I am happily free of -that-. *finds suitable clothing* *does not have taste horrible as one might expect*

Maera: I'll never have kids.

Fer: *ooh, lookit- what's that? *Ack! people! walking down hallway!* Time to go!

Gwen: Good.

Lupe: Right, so what's it really like?

Ginger: *sighs* I want my kid.

Hyde: Just a moment! *changing, yo!*

Lupe: *does not trust recitations*

Nume: Children are boring until they talk.

Ginger: Henna started talking when she was six months. *drinks- is getting all wistful. sigh*

Fer: Eddie, We're leaving. Now. Get dressed in the hall. *eyes the door worridly* *oh shite, it's opening*

Maera: "Boring" isn't the word I would have chosen.

Nume: Then you can begin molding the brain.

Kelsey: ...Jamie gets to go out on Saturdays 'til midnight, we get ice cream, and Da hired a nice man to help with chores. His name is George. Jamie says that's why Da hired him, but I think it's 'cause he's cool and gives me candy. And Charlie really won't shut up.

Lupe: George, huh?

Kelsey: Yep!

Hyde: Shite! *and less savory swear words* *hops out the Door...?*

Lupe: Hmm.

Fer: *yes, out, shutting Door now*

Gwen: *...loves her eldest nephew loads* *would go after him with a pitchfork if there weren't wee ones*

Hyde: *growl* *continues changing—no shame whatsoever, just annoyed at the move*

Kelsey: What? Whatwhatwhat?

Fer: Never again. Note to self: Never again. Agh. That could have been not very good.

Hyde: And what, pray tell, was so frightful?

Fer: I am so not fucking with forty years of canon. And by the way? Not going there. And I don't know what era we were in. And..really, it would have been severely awkward rather than bad but. My job. Into dust.

Kelsey: *tugs on Lupe's sleeve* Whaaaat?

Fer: And there was this one thing. With a thing. And. Thing. Not going there.

Hyde: ... I could lick'em. *has no idea what she's on about*

Lupe: George isn't a nice man, I think. Is he foriegn?

Kelsey: *nods* Yep!

Fer: No! That would be worse. Much worse. Uhm. *sits down* And fuckit, I still have a migrane.

Lupe: ...German?

Kelsey: ...like the nazis? Jamie's doing a report on the nazis for school.

Lupe: ...Just..German.

Kelsey: What do Germans look like?

oraclevsreality (2:37:29 AM): ...other people.

Maera: *Nazis?* *tries to remember what it was she read about that*

Lupe: Yeah..He'd have an accent, though. Uhm. *describes Georg*

Maera: Hrmph...Earth history...

Kelsey: ...sounds like him... But George's nice! He gives me candy!

Lupe: *worried glance to Gwen*

Nume: *could probably recite on WWII, but doesn't*

Fer: *abruptly* I want to go home.

Gwen: *doesn't like the way it sounds either*

Lupe: *what are we gonna do? Kick 'is ass?*

Kelsey: *sees worried glance stuff* Why? What's wrong?

Hyde: ... Hold on. I en't going to -that place-. They'd rip poor Edward to pieces.

Gwen: *not sure what Georg's plan is...* *likes her human relatives human, though*

Fer: What? *blinks at him*

Hyde: You -do- live there?

Lupe: George is not a nice man.

Fer: Where? *confused look*

Kelsey: He's not? How come? 'Cause Jamie says that not all Germans are Nazis anymore.

Lupe: No, but George is just generally bad.

Hyde: *waves arms about* There, there! That place! With the crazy freaks of nature!

Kelsey: You know George?

Fer: ...Home is Boston, Eddie. Y'know. City. In Massachusetts. Where my parents used to live. Used to being the operative word.

Lupe: Yeah. We know him.

Kelsey: Who is he?

Hyde: Well -fine- then. Why'n't you say so?

Lupe: A..really not nice person. Bastard. I left him on the /Ankh/.

Kelsey: 'Cause Jamie said that Da hired him 'cause of his name, and that always means it's to upset Aunt Gwen. But usually it's a nice dead person.

Nume: *cringe* *ew*

Gwen: *has a very petty nephew*

Fer: I said 'home'! I work here, I don't..well...I guess I do live here. Ugh.

Lupe: George is..well.. *Gwen?*

Maera: ....nice dead person?

Gwen: *winces* ...George isnae a dead person, Kelsey. 'E's alive. An'... once 'pon a time, yer aunt Gwen t'ought she loved 'im. Sorta. In a way.

Hyde: *growly* *wants to do something*

Kelsey: ...you mean George the farmhand used to be your boyfriend, and now he's mad 'cause you dumped him, so you think he's after your family? You watch too much tv.

Fer: *rests her chin on her knees* ...I want my mother. I haven't wanted my mother around in ages. *Quick, someone slap me before I go all nostalgic..*

Maera: I find that dead people usually are pretty nice. They don't attack anyone or insult people, or really do much of anything.

Ginger: Unless they're vampires.

Lupe: Used to be her mate who she had huge fights with because he's an asshole, and we beat him up and dumped him in a river. But yeah, basically.

Hyde: Well, I don't know about mothers, but *the rest of this sentence is censored because Neshomeh will make herself puke otherwise* *think Oedipus complex*

Kelsey: Ooooooh!

Gwen: ...if'n she goes 'ome an' uses dat language, it'll be on yer 'ead, Lupe.

Maera: Vampires are undead, unless I'm mistaken. Slight difference.

Fer: *looks at him* *sneers* Eddie, that's just gross.

Reria: Big difference!

Hyde: You need to broaden your 'orizons, gel. *leer*

Maera: That was sarcasm...

Reria: Pfft.

Fer: They cannot get any broader. Trust me. ...I think we're lost, by the way.

Kelsey: So Da knew about this and hired George 'cause o' George's name, but George really is Georg, so Da actually did something accidentally horrible?

Lupe: Yes.

Hyde: Does that mean we could be stuck wandering these 'alls together until we're overcome with need and simply fall on each other? Sounds lovely.

Kelsey: Wow. And some people call Power Rangers confusing.

Fer: Nope, means we're here until I get really hungry and decide you'd cook well. Aaand..*back pocket, yes, aha!* Portal generator!

Kelsey: So are you gonna go kill him now?

Lupe: Yes?

Maera: *power....rangers....sounds really bizarre*

Hyde: ... Now, I won't say you wouldn't want to eat me, but I am stringy. *not to mention hairy and just plain gross* *but, stringy like a rubber band* *pounces her*

Kelsey: Cool. Can I watch?

Gwen: *actually probably draws the line at killing him, as such...*

Fer: *aims a knee to the groin*

Hyde: *dodge!* *come on, that was totally predictable* *molests*

Maera: There's something wrong with a child wanting to watch someone kill someone...

Fer: *bites* *oh, it's on, loser* *and yeah, is losing control of Lucy here*

Gwen: An' no, ye cannae watch.

Hyde: *well, shit*

Lucy: *what's goin' on, now?*

Hyde: *I am totally not putting my hands and mouth on sensitive parts of your anatomy*

Lucy: *Then I am so not attempting to rip you apart*

Hyde: *I'll just run away, shall I?* *bye!*

Lucy: *shreik* *follows!* Come back here, little stupid man!

Hyde: *yells back* Not on your life, duckie! *runs much better in shoes that fit*

Lucy: *ooh, the halls are wide enough for me to fly here*

Ginger: *mmm, drunk*

Hyde: *subconsciously heading for the Lounge, because people should be able to control this thing there*

Lucy: *hopefully catching up quickly*

Ginger: *and unconscious*

Maera: *eyebrow at Ginger*

Lupe: Shall we, then? *to Gwen*

Gwen: *nods* Let's.

Hyde: *yay for HQ navigation!* *bursts into the Lounge for the second time in as many days and dives under a couch*

Lupe: ..What the...?

Reria: ...woah.

Nume: O.o *going under the bar now*

Gwen: Nume, mind lookin' aft- wha?

Maera: *blink* Again?

Lucy: *barrels in* Where'd he go?

Gwen: Who?

Lupe: *..small child, behind me*

Kelsey: *gets behind Lupe*

Fer: Small, disgusting /stupid/ thing!

Reria: Under the couch.

Hyde: *almost curses loudly, but that would be suicidal*

Fer: *right!* T'ank you. *peers under the couch* Get oudda there.

Gwen: Kelsey, go te de person under de bar. 'S Nume. An' if 'e don' take care o' ye, he's a dead man.

Hyde: No, fuck you.

Kelsey: *does as told*

Nume: *wtf?*

Lupe: *growling steadily*

Ginger: *would take care of Kelsey, if she were awake*

Gwen: *glaring*

Nume: ... Usually nothing hurts the bar. It's pretty safe here.

Kelsey: ...okay...

Lucy: I'd rather not. Not gonna eatcha, you taste bad. Just gonna smack you around.

Hyde: Oh, yes, well, that's fuckin' brilliant incentive, isn't it? I -don't- think!

Lucy: Okay. *backs up* *eyes the couch*

Hyde: *this is gonna suck*

Kelsey: *is six and scared and hiding under a bar*

Lucy: *right, then* *lifts one end up*

Maera: *watches with interest*

Nume: *weird man in weird clothes—not very reassuring*

Lupe: *is limping over to the bar, giving off the distict impression of bristled fur*

Hyde: *scoots down to the other end*

Kelsey: *has near-immortal great aunts that turn into animals*

Lucy: Coward. *turns couch and gently sets it on it's side*

Gwen: *follows Lupe*

Nume: *less-relatively-weird, then*

Kelsey: *Gwen vouched for you*

Maera: *happens to be sitting at the bar, but doesn't think anyone is going to be in any danger, except maybe Hyde*

Lupe: *crouches slowly* Kels? Can you stay right here? And not come out, no matter what? *the great-aunt is holding a very long hunting knife* *is not a comforting picture*

Hyde: I have superb instincts for self-preservation. *scuttles behind overturned couch*

Kelsey: *nods quickly* Yes, Aunty Lupe.

Gwen: *also crouches* Nume, if somet'in' 'appens te 'er, ye'll be regrettin' it in de afterlife an' beyond. Clear?

Reria: *watching from her seat on a chair*

Lucy: You a coward. *flys high enough to glare at him* I eat two, maybe three your size, it not filling. Small man gotta be coward, he get smashed.

Gwen: *mutters* Hulk smash.

Nume: *nodnod* As transparent aluminium.

Lupe: *gets up* *is only watching carefully at the moment*

Maera: ....transparent aluminum?

Gwen: Good. *takes up position behind and beside Lupe*

Hyde: *glare* What are you insinuating?

Lucy: *innocently* Nothin'.

Hyde: -Better- not be.

Lucy: *wonders if Hyde would be a good ball in a game of drop-and-catch* What you gonna do about it?

Hyde: I'm thinking your wings would look good pinned to a bit of cork behind glass.

Lucy: *cackles* *flaps said wings* You gonna catch me? You gonna kill me, shorty?

Hyde: *grin* Soon's possible, ducky. Soon as possible. *there's weapons lying around in here, right?*

Lucy: Don't think so. *swoops* *mostly in a ha, look who's a fraidy-cat gesture*

Hyde: *ducks* Ha! Missed! *gonna snag a wingtip next time*

Lucy: *flys upwards in a lazy spiral* Did I?

Maera: *is finding this amusing*

Reria: *also finding it amusing*

Hyde: *um* *isn't in pain or anything, sooo...* *misses his cane* *should've grabbed a cane from that room, only there wasn't time*

Lucy: *waves* *is mostly trying to annoy him*

Hyde: *is annoyed* *if that thing isn't going to kill him, he can think of better things to do with his time*

Lucy: *divebombs* *actually trying to pick him up now*

Hyde: *gonna snag a wing*

Lucy: *is trying to snag a Hyde in her talons*

Hyde: *fine—we'll crash and I'll have fewer limbs to sort out*

Lucy: *wait, what just happened?*

Hyde: *tries to avoid being scored deeply, of course, but fully intends to grab one of Lucy's wings on the downstroke required to lift them*

Lucy: *great* *is all twisted about now* *snarls*

Hyde: *haha* *jumps about and does stomping damage, cussing her out meanwhile*

Lucy: *also, has three inch talons on hands and feet* *slashes at him*

Maera: *wonders if someone should be doing something*

Lupe: *debating the merits of ripping her thigh open again if she tries to mess with them*

Reria: *could intervene, if it wasn't like having violent TV but live*

Hyde: *is reallly very nimble* *gets slashed, but kicks her head*

Gwen: *...yeah, don't do that, Lupe* *we need your thigh for Georg*

Lucy: *chomps at* *is mostly big, strong, and pointy* *only quick in flight*

Maera: I suppose...someone should stop them from killing each other...

Lupe: ..Not it.

Hyde: *strong enough* *is now in a frenzied wrath, so the pointies can be dealt with* *keeps up with the stomping and kicking*

Gwen: Not it.

Nume: Not it.

Lucy: *attempts to just sort of bully him into holding still* *is ideally going for the neck with her teeth*

Reria: ...am I it, then?

Hyde: *has fists, too* *hairy knuckles like bricks* *with fur*

Lupe: Not unless ya wanna be.

Lucy: *owwww* *already has a headache!*

Reria: Great.

Maera: Fine. *stands up*

Lucy: *tries to get her wing free*

Hyde: *so just die or something, jeeze* *if I can't do you, might as well do you in*

Lucy: *unless you stab me with a wooden stake, I am not goin' down* *give me my wing!*

Hyde: *here, put your own talons through it if you like*

Lucy: *wha? hey! ow!* *detatches* *watches the wing heal up* Oh, good. *gets airborne*

Hyde: *also watches* Oh, shite. *glances around—must find weapons!*

Maera: *takes the opportunity to pounce at Hyde*

Lucy: *is flying, here*

Maera: *in other words, not in her way*

Hyde: ! — OI! Wot gives?! *wrestles, flails, bites, kicks, hits, scratches*

Lucy: *is..holding onto Hyde /and/ flying. * *or /was/*

Hyde: *missed the being hoisted part, actually*

Maera: *yeah, missed that...*

Lucy: *..never mentioned letting go..*

Hyde: *thought it was implicit in the crashing*

Lucy: *aah* *well, then* *screeches at Maera* Fuck off, little thing!

Hyde: Yeah! *biting, scratching, etc.*

Maera: *well, attempts to hold him with one arm and unsheath her sword with the other* *probably shoild have done that first*

Hyde: *fights like an animal*

Lucy: *skreech* *divebombs Maera*

Jenni: *wonders what the hell is going on over there*

Maera: *lets go and swings at Lucy, hoping to hit her on the head with the blunt end of her sword*

Lucy: *if she does, it'll only make her madder*

Hyde: *haha, free!!* *turns around and attacks the nearest exposed flesh*

Gwen: ...jest standin' 'ere watchin' seems vaguely wrong.

Maera: Ah shit...*spins around and attempts the same thing with Hyde*

Lucy: *slashes at Maera* *is now pissed her fight got interrupted*

Gwen: In a ver' righ', 'onorable, way.

Lupe: But so entertaining.

Hyde: *is probably latched on her neck or something by now, legs around her middle*

Gwen: Ver'.

Lucy: *is attempting to scratch out her eyes*

AUGUST 18ish

Hyde: *was last seen trying to beat Lucy up, yes?* *and, would gladly engage in any porn*

Gwen: *would like to remind Hyde that Cute Adorable Child is in the room, and engagement of porn is discouraged*

Lucy: *no, we're beating Maera up because she interfered while we were beating each other up.*

Nume: *yeah, please don't get me killed* *is a horrible guardian for a child*

Hyde: *oh yeah*

Raz: *getting pampered, because he kinda needs it after all he's been through. :P*

Kelsey: *is cute, adorable, and possibly a better protector of Nume than the reverse*

Maera: *could use some help, but doesn't want to ask* *this would be SO much easier if she could just kill one of them*

Jenni: *made a brief, zombie-ific appearance to get tea and then left again*

Raz: *manages to glare over at Ginger....yeah, keep pushing it. :P Tis basically his -son- snuggling on him, thanks. And isn't gay either.* *turns back and just lets him fulfill whatever birdish instincts his evolutions have given him...-he's- certainly not protesting! Kinda needs some affection after what -he's- been through.*

Ginger: *wasn't implying anything! That was alllll the author* *also, it wasn't even in reference to Razzberry*

Heldrad: *still on the other couch preening out the Razzberry here, definitely having a good time of this, all relaxed and happy and cooing to himself*

Hyde: *has the advantage of having no compunctions about killing either of them* *or anybody else*

Gwen: *being rather protective of Kelsey*

Erik: *could be described as having one hit point, maybe two*

Raziel: *Razzberry. XD* ... *tries sitting up again, finds he dun really want to...damn Heldrad. XD*

Lucy: *has the advantage of..being hungry*

Maera: *used to being able to end a fight by sticking her sword in something* *not exactly well-trained in fighting /without/ killing*

Heldrad: *yup, several times over, according to some of his brothers.*

Hyde: *so eat Maera*

Lucy: *working on it!* *you're in my way*

Gwen: Shoul' we be helpin' de lass?

Maera: *also doesn't know how to deal with vampires*

Lupe: ....Why?

Gwen: *shrugs* Get it o'er quicker?

Lupe: It's like primetime wrestling, only much cooler and less fake.

Hyde: *is trying to bite/scratch any flesh that happens to be exposed—doesn't have many options*

Lucy:: *fine* *so not my fault if I slash you open, then*

Gwen: ...we wes goin' te go beat people up.

Lupe: Oh yeah. Georg.

Hyde: *will do his best to keep out of the way* *because he's a gentleman like that*

Lucy: *much obliged*

Gwen: Aye.

Lupe: Shall we?

Raz: *itty twitch on what's left of his wings, finally making himself get out of this situation...and looking all over for that thing to keep his hair back. Heh...it'll prolly be all matted again in a few fights, but relaxation is a good thing every now and then* ...I'll have to leave.

Maera: *just works on restraining Hyde* *not gonna worry about Lucy right now, except to prevent herself from being eaten or whatever, because she can't do much about her*

Gwen: Let's.

Hyde: *that's kinda like trying to restrain a chimpanzee or something similar*

Heldrad: *left it sitting on the couch nearby* ....what? why?

Lucy: *proceeds to 'open a can of whoop-ass', as they say* *is a whirling dervish of claws, talons, teeth, and really strong limbs*

Raz: *grabbing it, trying to tie his hair back again* I can't stay here any more than you can follow me. You know that.

Hyde: *ack! watch it! gerroff!* *probably ends up letting go of Maera and ducking out of the way, or trying*

Lupe: *wanders by the fighting three* *picks up pack of weaponly things* *wanders by again back to Gwen, totally ignoring them*

Maera: *oh, great, stuck trying to fight off Lucy then*

Hyde: *where the hell was that pack when I was looking for weapons?*

Gwen: *grabs some stuff from the rafters, jumps back down*

Heldrad: But..... *quiet a sec, then reaches over, setting the bundled baby down in his lap first, and ties Raz's hair for him*

Lupe: *mine* *I hid it* *hah* *punches coordinates in to the RA*

Gwen: ...who 'ere's good at babysittin'?

Lucy: *yep!* *is, as usual, going for the throat*

Hyde: *bitch* *right, well, there's glass bottles over there—will get a nice big one and break the end off*

Nume: Not it.

Raz: *letting him, sighs* Better to face one's destiny, than cower from it...

Lupe: *you go, dude* *I must go kick a hawk's ass*

Heldrad: ....but you can still stay here a while first.... *making sure it's tied all neatly for him*

Rhianna: *wouldn't mind babysitting but too busy hiding right now*

Hyde: *raises a large wine bottle to smash on the bar, but rethinks it... Lucy is occupied with Maera... he could do other things*

Lucy: *rawr!*

Gwen: Oy! Mot'erly persons! Ah ken ye exist!

Lupe: *taps foot, waiting impatiently*

Heldrad: *peeks up at Gwen at that — whaaaaat.*

Hyde: *dusts himself down some... is bleeding, crap* *very annoying*

Gwen: Ah've a six year ol' neice, an' a mate's butt te kick. Need someone te watch me neice. Can kick me own mate's butt.

Raz: If I stay any longer, then I'll never want to leave... *standing up, already heading toward a Door when Gwen speaks up* ....? *glances back at Heldrad...ohdear. XD*

Heldrad: *looks at Raz stepping away, like he'd want to call him back, and looks over at Gwen again... lil glance at Raz once more, and finally just curls up on the couch there, hugging the itty baby to him, wings drooping down... sigh. -_-;* .....all right.... *hard to tell which one he's talking to there, poor burd....*

Raz: ...... *well, not like he -wants- to leave. ;_;* ...you'd never let her go. I'd better stay to pry her out of your grip when she comes back. *lil "smile" there...just found an excuse, burd. XD*

Maera: *has ruled out knocking out Lucy, so not sure what else to do*

Lupe: Maera, I suggest running away. It's like The Birds, but worse.

Heldrad: *lil peek up at Raz at that, manages a lil bit of a smile... yay! ....apparently, Gwen's got a babysitter. ^_^*

Hyde: *pops open that wine bottle and drinks, leaning against the bar there*

Lucy: *mostly just being bitchymeanscratchy*

Mae: Run away where?

Lupe: Bar.

Gwen: Kels, go te de fellow on de couch. 'E's be'er protector den Nume.

Hyde: *spit-take* NO! Not over here!

Lupe: Fiiine. Wimp. Kitchen?

Kelsey: *scrambles from under the bar and to Heldrad* ...hello. I'm Kelsey.

Nume: *this sucks*

Mae: *really hates to run, but doesn't have much in the way of options right now* *makes a dive for the bar*

Hyde: Out the bleedin' door! *gets on top of bar, brandishes wine bottle*

Heldrad: ....hi.... *lil pat on the couch next to him, glancing at Raz there too — you coming too now? ;)* *hey, Kelsey, big burdyelf guy! :D ....who's already holding a new lil baby! :D*

Raziel: *moves around to the back of the couch, gonna let the girl cuddle up there with Heldrad. Yeeaahh...he'll just lounge here. Dun wanna scare the kid and give her nightmares. :/*

Lucy: *hmpf* *screechy noises* *mostly along the lines of 'Yeah bitch, run!'*

Maera: *yeah right, and go where?*

Kelsey: My aunt's gonna kill my uncle. *pause* And she turns into a bird!

Maera: This is stupid...

Gwen: ...Lupesy?

Hyde: I agree!

Lucy: *lands* *struts a bit* *is an insufferable egomaniac sometimes*

Gwen: Rea'y te go, Mum.

Lupe: Off we go! *limps through the portal*

Gwen: *follows Lupe*

Maera: *....duh!* *attempts to hit Hyde over the head, reminder she's about twice as strong as any normal human*

Heldrad: *hugs her with a wing* ....did she say why?

Raziel: *just watching the kid for a min...hey, lookit, kid. Weird blue ghost thing! XD*

Hyde: *ducks!* Oi! *swings at her with the bottle*

Kelsey: 'Cuz he's not a Nazi. And he gives me candy. *likes blue!*

Heldrad: ....what's a nazi?

Lucy: *does a hopjump to the rafters* *gets arranged and comfy, looking rather like an ungainly bat*

Kelsey: Nazis are Germans. But not all Germans. And they kill people. Jamie says its 'cuz they were brainwashed. But that doesn't make sense, 'cuz if you're brainwashed, wouldn't your brain be really clean?

Maera: *jumps aside* *swings her sword with the intent to hit him with the blunt side*

Raziel: *eyes wandering elsewhere in the room, not really paying attention to the conversation...on account that he has no idea what's being said anymore. XD*

Lucy: *watches* *squeek* *wonders where they keep the non-fighty food here*

Hyde: *is up on the bar, remember, so it's an awkward swing and easy to duck* *throws the bottle at her*

Heldrad: ....so... being a nazi is a bad thing.....? And she's going to kill him because he -isn't- one...? *not totally getting this. XD*

Maera: *dodges* *fine...leaps up in a flying cartwheel or whatever and tries the same thing again*

Hyde: *holy crap!* *gets knocked off, stupid distracting limbs*

Kelsey: Maybe it's cuz Da hired him to work on the farm. I dunno. He gives me /huge/ pieces of candy.

Lucy: *flutters down* *walks awkwardly to the kitchen, barely glancing at the two fighters*

Maera: *was hoping to knock him out* *sends a kick at his head*

Hyde: *is on the floor, crawling away*

Raziel: *finally peering down at the two of them again* ....farm?

Lucy: *to intervene or not to intervene...* *ooh, look, steak*

Heldrad: *still trying to make sense of it* ....well, if you have -too- much candy, you'll make your teeth hurt, right? *glances back at Raz... yeah, what about the farm? that too!*

Hyde: *of course, if the flying cartwheel didn't actually land her on the bartop, he's probably unconscious now*

Kelsey: *nods* We raise sheep! And grow stuff.

Lucy: *munches on the steak*

Maera: *wasn't aiming to land on the bartop* *is standing on the floor*

Hyde: *well, crap* X.x

Raz: *glancing at Heldrad* What kind of "stuff"? *tis all news to him...like anything can really grow in Nosgoth's dirt? :P*

Lucy: *wonders where a girl can kill people and other things these days*

Maera: *well....that was easier than she thought* *isn't even going to bother with Lucy now, unless she has to*

Hyde: *is available for any kind of mauling you might have in mind, being sprawled unconscious on the floor*

Lucy: *eyes*

Kelsey: Um. Well, we have a vegetable garden for food for us, and we're growing wheat an' cotton this year! Sometimes we grow milo, and that's pretty and orange, but it's a circle thing... rotation...

Lucy: *is getting shouted at agaaain* *fine* *will leave him alone*

Maera: *will just leave him there, but is going to stand here just in case*

Lucy: *interested, though* *hops over, still holding the steak*

Hyde: *shows no signs of waking up or transforming* *just got the equivalent of four blows to the head, seriously*

Lucy: ...*poke?*

Hyde: *nope—sleepy time*

Lucy: *well, fine* *you're no fun*

Maera: *glares at Lucy*

Hyde: *is probably lucky if his skull is intact, come to think about it*

Lucy: *pulls faces at her*

Hyde: *does, however, have a very hard head*

Raziel: ....sounds interesting. And they actually -grow-? Right in the soil?

Lucy: *is getting a sense she should be worried about that* *it might be the shouty woman*

Kelsey: Yep! Aaaaaaand! We grow trees! Fruit trees. Apples. And some cherries. They're good. But all wormy, 'cuz Da always forgets to spray, and Jamie's not old enough to buy the stuff yet.

Maera: *not even slightly fazed*

Nume: *peeks over the bar—is it over?*

Lucy: *sighs* *crouches down and peers at him, as if making sure he's not quite dead*

Hyde: *not dead or dying, just very very unconscious and probably concussed* *hitting the floor didn't help, either*

Lucy: *right* *then I do not give a crap* *returns to rafters*

Raziel: ....I've only seen trees bearing fruit in my visits to the past. Our world isn't a very pleasant one, as I know it. It's very difficult to grow anything, and even then it takes a lot of work and an equal amount of luck. *itty "smile" with his eyes...hey kid, why is that cloth around his face not moving when he talks? 8D*

Hyde: *your concern is touching* *I feel dirty*

Maera: *okay, maybe she didn't really need to hit him that hard...*

Lucy: *it's the whiny girl who's worried about other-you, not me worried about you specifically* *idiot*

Hyde: *duh*

Nume: *comes out from under the bar* *adjusts glasses*

Kelsey: Oh. Um. Have you tried slash and burn? Jamie told me about it when he was learnin' history 'bout our state. You /slash/ the ground, then you burn it! And all of it's healthy again!

Kelsey: *was raised not to ask impolite questions* *on fear of bad things*

Heldrad: ....hm.... *odd look* ...I'll have someone look into that...

Raziel: .... *lil nod* If only you could do that to -all- of Nosgoth...it might save it, in your time...

Nume: *koff* I was under the impression that "slash-and-burn" was a method for clearing vegetation.

Heldrad: *looks back at him* Well, I don't see why -not-.... I'm sure the soot that's settled from Turel's furnaces might make for good fuel, or at least help us figure out where we have and haven't done that yet...

Raziel: ....? *looking over at Nume...well, explain! :P*

Kelsey: It works /tons/. 'Cuz one time, there was this thing called the Dust Bowl. And it was really, really dirty, and nothing grew, and they started doing slash and burn and rotation and growing windbreaks, and now we're the breadbasket of the entiiiiiiire country!

Nume: But there must be a crop to slash and burn first. It's the leftover plant matter returning to the soil that makes it practical, is it not?

Kelsey: Dunno. I'm six, not a prodididididigidy.

Raziel: *looks down at her at that, makes some lil sound...trying not tok laugh. XD Cute kid!* ... *looks up at Nume* So what would you suggest, for a world that seems to be dying at its roots?

Nume: I would suggest hiring a terraforming company, if you were a science fiction continuum. As that is not the case, the next best thing would be an ecologist.

Maera: *looks at Hyde* .....Um....*prods him with a foot*

Raziel: .....? *just a raising of his brow there...guy's got no eyebrows himself, all the hair was burned off in the water he was thrown into. 8D But yeah...has no idea what he's saying. XD*

Hyde: ... *grunt*

Nume: *is just ever so helpful, inne?* ... That is, you need an expert on the land, air, and sea. On a healthy planet, they all work together. A dying world has an imbalance somewhere.

Raziel: ........I think I know where, actually... *is that a lil hint of a venemous tone there? 0_o;*

Maera: Er......Maybe the sword was overkill....*sits down*

Lucy: Ya think?

Nume: Well then.

Hyde: *it was the combination of being hit over the head with the sword, hitting the floor, and being kicked with the force of two strong kicks where one would have done*

Lucy: *settles in for a nap*

Kelsey: *reaches out to poke Raziel*

Maera: *two kicks?* *that last one shouldn't have actually happened if he was already unconscious, but the author forgot to withdraw it*

Hyde: *no, wasn't quite out after hitting the floor*

Raziel: ...? *just looks at her...um. She's poking his arm. XD*

Hyde: *and, it was only one kick, but from someone twice as strong as a normal man, thus the force of two kicks*

Kelsey: You're blue. I like blue.

Maera: *okay then* *still feels like she's going to regret hitting him that hard, though*

*so, Ginger's probably still passed out at the bar and Reria's watching, or is this significantly later?*

Hyde: *will recover* *will hurt and be pissed as hell when he wakes up, though*

Raziel: .......I'm not supposed to be blue. I was the same color you are, once.

Neshomeh: (( Nah, not significantly. ))

Kelsey: Really? Blue's cooler.

Nume: *well, if his expertise is no longer needed...* *finds some Bleepka and refills his flask*

Raziel: *itty sigh* ....I was burned.

Kelsey: Oh. And you got blueified? Was it a magic fire? Or cursed? Or biographic experiment?

Nume: *biographic? wtf?*

Maera: *okay, can't help it, the kid is amusing*

Raziel: *has to snerk at that... "biographic". XD* No. I was...thrown into the Abyss. A small ocean, in size and depth.

Jenni: *wanders back in with empty tea mugs, slightly less zombie-like* *comes back to the kitchen doorway to stand and stare at the room*

Kelsey: Ooooooh. And it burned you?

Raziel: *just nods* Water is like acid to my kind.

Kelsey: Wow. What if I licked you?

Reria: *waves at Jenni*

Jenni: *wave* ... So I guess I missed stuff.

Reria: Odds are. I wasn't paying too close attention, myself.

Raziel: *nother lil hint of a laugh* That's different. It's not completely water, in your mouth. Besides... *quiet* I'm not allergic to it anymore...

Jenni: Ah. Was someone going to pick Hyde off the floor or anything?

Reria: *shrug* I'm not sure.

Lucy: Not really.

Maera: Er...

Jenni: It's just that it looks really tacky.

Kelsey: Oh. So... What if you were walking, and you accidentally stepped in cat pee?

Reria: I don't' know, he's kind of like a throw rug.

Lucy: But an ugly throw rug.

Raziel: ............ *just kinda looks at her. Um. XD*

Reria: Even the ugliest throw rug adds a touch of style.

Jenni: A really tacky one, yes. Hides are one thing, but...

Kelsey: Jamie's my brother. He's seventeen. He's smart.

Lucy: Bad pun..

Reria: Painful. ... If we get someone to sprawl Ginger out as well, we can have two.

Jenni: *glances upward* I'm really tired and sore. I'm powerless to resist the whims of the Ironic Overpower at the moment.

Maera: What are you tired and sore from?

Raziel: *just smiles at her again* You certainly do like to jump around on subjects, don't you.

Jenni: Putting Erik back together. Some of those stab wounds were really deep. I couldn't have done it manually.

Kelsey: *nods* Charlie's one. He talks a lot.

Maera: *eyebrow* I didn't realise he was that bad. Unless something happened I'm not aware of.

Jenni: They just fought harder than usual. I don't know what triggered it.

Raziel: As do you. *quiet, his glowy eyes going a bit dimmer than usual* ....mmh... >_<;

Kelsey: ...are you okay, mister?

Jenni: *blinks over at the two on the couch*

Raziel: *stepping away from the couch, quiet* I'll...be right back. *and then just kinda...disappears. 0_o;*

Kelsey: *blinks*

Jenni: ... I guess he was probably hungry. Hi, Kelsey. *waves*

Kelsey: Hi!

Ginger: *blinks groggily for a couple of minutes, then gets up and scrambles past Jenni to the kitchen*

Jenni: *gets out of the way* O.o?

Ginger: *removing the contents of her stomach*

Jenni: *ah* *you do that*

Lupe: *steps through a portal, carrying a teenager who looks pretty beat up*

Maera: *blink*

Jenni and Nume: *also blink*

Reria: *blink*

Lupe: *looks angry* *very angry*

Gwen: *follows Lupe, carrying a toddler*

Kelsey: *pales, seeing them* ...Jamie?

Lupe: *looks for a clear place to put the boy* Aunty Lupe will take care of it. Don't worry, Kels.

Jenni: ... Missed stuff.

Gwen: *nods* *bounces the toddler, who looks like he's been crying*

Lupe: *growls* *clears off a table, trying not to drop the teen*

Jenni: *tries to get a look at said teen without being in the way* Anything I can do?

Reria: You're tired, you should take a break.

Kelsey: *scrunches up face, confused and scared* *those are her brothers!*

Lupe: I've got it. Gwen, is there something we can use to..you know...*fix this?*

Heldrad: *sits up straighter, looking to see better himself, and then gets up off the couch a bit to go see* What happened?

Lupe: *looks for her kit* *aha!*

Gwen: I don't know how long it's been... If it wasn't too long, maybe just clean the wounds, but... more'n an hour and *shakes head*

Rhianna: *comes out of hiding to see if there's anything she can do*

Raziel: *reappears on the other side of the room, blinking...eyes look a tad more glowy, yeah. :3* .... *just kinda stares at the scene going on here...apparently, he Missed Something. :/*

Gwen: *yeah, dropped the accent for speed's sake* I don't know enough.

Kelsey: *about five seconds from crying*

Lupe: *nods* *cleans them and disinfects* It'll be okay, Kelsey.

Heldrad: *a lil louder* What happened? *steps over, wings going up on their own here, all alarmed — sees the hurt kid, and he dun like this.*

Lupe: *is ignoring all people that don't directly matter* *will get violent if bothered*

Rhi: What's going on? *goes to sit with Kelsey*

Heldrad: *cuts, bruises, what?*

Raziel: *moving a lil closer, quiet. Ooooh....he's all skeleton-y in the middle, kid. XD* .... *just puts a hand on the itty girl's head, watching them patch the teen back together*

Gwen: My /wonderful/ mate decided... *looks at Kelsey* Rhianna, could ye be taking Kelsey an' Charlie te the kitchen? Please?

Lupe: *growls* *starts stitching Jamie up*

Gwen: *helps when and where possible*

Rhi: *nods* *where is Charlie?*

Gwen: *hands Charlie to Rhianna* Thankye, lass.

Lupe: *growls* That's the best I can do. If..well...we'll know later.

Rhi: *takes him carefully* *to Kelsey* Come with me.

Kelsey: *follows obediently*

Jenni: *can be useful, honest...*

Rhi: *leads her to the kitchen*

Lupe: Gwen..those didn't look that fresh.

Gwen: ...'ow old, ye t'ink?

Raziel: *letting her go, standing back from everybody...he can't exactly help out, really. :P*

Lupe: Two or three hours, if my nose still works. *gives her a look* *is speaking much more gently than normal* I could be wrong...

Jenni: *looks at the teen* So how did this happen?

Ginger: *exits kitchen, looking pale as a sheet and like she has the hangover from hell*

Lupe: Georg.

Jenni: *there's hangover stuff in the fridge, always*

Rhi: *sits down with the child, and watches from the kitchen*

Gwen: *closes eyes, trying to remember what little she knows* ...we'll 'ave te wait.

Ginger: *forgot*

Lupe: *nods*

Jenni: ... Right, I have no idea what to make of that answer. *can make something of the boy's condition, though* *mind has been kicked into gear*

Lupe: It's personal.

Gwen: Dey'll be knowin' soon 'nough, derg. Georg... well, some o' ye met 'im, at least. An'... well, their da's dead.

Lupe: And so is Georg. *and he's so my new coat*

Rhi: *gasp* *hugs the child close to her*

Jenni: I remember... around Christmastime. *eyes harden at the news*

Raziel: ....and who is Georg? *completely Lost here, thanks. :P*

Gwen: Georg was me... mate. Husban'?

Maera: *still here, just being very quiet* *doesn't like this at all*

Nume: *just listening*

Kelsey: *yeah, sobbing six-year-old sobs*

Ginger: ...shit. Poor kids.

Rhi: *puts an arm around Kelsey in a comforting way, while holding onto Charlie with the other*

Lupe: I'm taking the boy though a door. It's not right, with all of these people about. *carefully picks him up again* He'll feel better waking up somewhere comfortable.

Jenni: *nod* Someone had better stay with him, though.

Gwen: *nods* *hasn't thought about the fact that Georg /and/ a nephew are dead*

Lupe: Gwen, you can stay with the boy. I'll talk to Kelsey. *carries him to a comfy place, wounded leg all but forgotten* *will really be in pain when she's back to normal*

Gwen: Righ'. *follows Lupe and stays with the kid*

Lupe: *heads back afterwards, making for the kitchen*

Maera: *clenching her fists, without really realizing it, not even noticing her claws digging into her palms*

Kelsey: *bawling*

Lupe: Kelsey..come here, Kels.

Rhi: *is hugging both kids*

Jenni: *has to sit down at this point* *stupid fatigue*

Rhi: *lets her go, and just holds onto Charlie*

Kelsey: *goes to Lupe* *obediance is a golden thing*

Charlie: *has a fist stuffed in his mouth*

Raziel: .... *well, there went his Admirer. :/*

Lupe: *hugs her* Everything will be okay..Jamie's going to be fine, don't worry..

Rhi: *aww* *smiles at him in kid of a sad way*

Jenni: *well, since the situation in there is in hand... turns to Raziel* I haven't had a chance to greet you yet. Hi.

Kelsey: B-b-but Daaaaaa!

Lupe: Shh. Your da's better off now. He's with your Ma. It's right stupid that he had to leave, and he won't ever come back, but that's the way it is.

Maera: *realizes she has blood running down her arms and unclenches her fists* ....aw, crap. *all her other wounds probably healed a while ago*

Raziel: ...hello. *more looking critically at Lupe...oh yeah. Great way to say that to a six-year-old. :P*

Kelsey: *burries her face in Lupe's leg, crying*

Lupe: *never believed in sugarcoating things, especially not to kids* Shhhh. It's all right. Well, it isn't, but it will be.

Jenni: *glances at Maera* *almost asks what's eating her, but figures it out* ... *nodnod*

Maera: *wipes the blood off on her pants* *they're leather, but she's used to having blood on her clothes*

Maera: *won't admit to having a soft spot for kids* *but can't stand this sort of thing, being a bit of a sore spot for her* *good thing the perpetrator is already dead*

Raziel: *well, it's less sugarcoating it and more making it so the kid isnt' traumatized. :P* ... *glances at Jenni again* I take it you know Heldrad?

Lupe: *is only telling the truth* *rocks her softly*

Jenni: Yes, I do. He's a good friend. *kid's gonna be traumatized anyway, might as well make a clean break of it*

Kelsey: *cries herself quiet*

Lupe: *strokes her hair*

Raz: ...he is. I just never took the time to see it before.

Rhi: *rocks Charlie a little bit*

Lupe: *hums softly*

Charlie: *switches fists in his mouth*

Jenni: *shrug* Having the fate of the world on one's shoulders will do that to your schedule.

Rhi: *awwww* *really wants a kid of her own*

Mae: *watches her hands heal* *is still silent*

Kelsey: *clinging to Lupe like a limpet*

Lupe: *is being as comforting as she can be*

Raz: Even before. *quiet...and Heldrad's prolly right behind him, huh. XD* I was the embodiment of vanity. I never once stopped to think of what he wanted before I turned him...

Jenni: Seems to have been the M.O. for some time. *not criticizing, exactly, but thinking of others she knows*

Lupe: *sings softly to Kelsey*

Gwen: *runs in, clutching something in her hand*

Lupe: *looks up* Gwen?

Mae: *blink*

Jenni: *also looks up*

Heldrad: *holding his lil baby to him here, inspecting over the hurt kid carefully, finally digs a talon into his palm and starts gently touching the drops of dark red onto whatever still-woundlike wounds the teen's got left over, to heal them up.... he can hear Raz just fine. ;) of course, it probably helps that Heldrad didn't exactly get to talk to Raz much if at all before he got made. I'm thinking he'd either just been subdued fighting Raz's vamps, or was dead already...*

Gwen: *holds it up - a feather, just barely noticably darker than her own*

Neshomeh: (( They moved Jamie... ))

Lupe: ...Fuck.

Blayze: ((And already fixed him up.))

Nightsail: ((oh, whoops. ignore that part of it, then. he's just hugging the baby and standing behind them.))

Raziel: *sighs quietly* It's just... *looks up as Lupe says that, kinda staring* What is it? *great, now the kid's gonna be repeating words. XD*

Gwen: *nod*

Jenni: -_- *sigh*

Lupe: Kels, Kels I need you to let go for a minute.

Kelsey: *lets go slowly*

Heldrad: *crouches down to hug Kelsey instead... he'll take the lil girl.*

Kelsey: *not picky who she clings to*

Lupe: I'll be back in a minute, hun. *growls at Heldrad* *be good with our neice, or else*

Heldrad: *just stares back, not getting it — what?*

Maera: *isn't entirely sure what this means, but has an idea*

Raziel: *quiet, folding his arms* Would someone like to explain to the outsiders just -what- is going on?

Heldrad: *the thought of him hurting a kid just wouldn't even occur to him.*

Lupe: *bares teeth in the general overprotective wolf-mother gesture* *heads over to Gwen* It's a family matter.

Heldrad: *overprotective mother hen. and? XD*

Rhi: *doesn't understand at all, but occupied with Charlie*

Raz: *just giving her this look...her point? Understandable if they'd taken him out to do this, but while they're there in the Lounge...XD*

Gwen: *staring at the feather* ...lad's healed most.

Jenni: As I gather... Georg was a werehawk. He did whatever were-beings do to non-were-beings and made Jamie into a werehawk. This is not happy.

Lupe: *nods* He'll be angry when he wakes up.

Gwen: Aye, an' aren' most? Dere'll be trouble, if'n he tries refusin' it.

Heldrad: *quiet* And how would he go about doing -that-, anyway? *mentally equating it with getting made into a vamp, actually...*

Lupe: Stay with him. He's your nephew.

Jenni: *close enough* I don't know. It depends on the continuum.

Gwen: *nods* 'E turned bird in 'is sleep. Can Ah be bringin' 'im in 'ere? *doesn't want to be alone with thoughts right now*

Raziel: *looking at Jenni strangely* What's all this about "continuums"? Worlds, you mean?

Lupe: Yeah. He'll feel better with the space.

Gwen: *retrieves Jamie and brings him back, sitting with him on her lap, preening his feathers*

Jenni: Worlds and the timelines they occupy, yes.

Lupe: *runs a hand through her hair*

Raziel: ... *staring at the bird...wait, wasn't that the name of that kid? wtf, man. 0_o;*

Lupe: Do you want me to bury their Da, or do you want me to wait for you and the boy?

Gwen: Ye best do it.

Lupe: *nods* *opens the portal and leaves, then*

Gwen: *sees Raziel staring and stares back unblinkingly*

Raziel: *just shakes his head, completely Lost again.* ....I'm beginning to think it -would- be best if I were on my way...

Heldrad: *quiet, just hugging Kelsey, puts a wing around Raz... no, stay.*

Lucy: *has since fallen asleep and turned back to Fer, who is..still sleeping*

Raziel: ....? *giving the one-brow to Heldrad...he's gonna tell him to do -what- now? :P .....yeah. Raz is very much a Shorty compared to Heldrad*

Hyde: *probably more asleep than unconscious, and is still Hyde*

Gwen: *clipped... but clear* This is my nephew. Jamie. My mate did this, and worse, and paid. Now Jamie's like me. Clear?

Raziel: So...what you are is that you turn into a bird...? *um....yeah. XD This coming from a guy whose clan evolved into 10-foot blue raven guys. XD*

Jenni: *puts head down on the bar—still alert, but bone-tired and nothing to do*

Gwen: We be were'awks. No agin', few weaknesses, an' changin' inte birds as eat mice.

Kelsey: *peeks at Gwen* ...that's Jamie?

Heldrad: *quiet, after a sec* In other words, something he should've had a -choice- in becoming or not....?

Raziel: *quiet...um. He'll stay out of this now. >_<;*

Gwen: *nods* Aye, Jamie should o' 'ad a choice. But Georg t'ought 'e wes doin' de lad a favor. *bitter* De stupid man. Turned me on acc'dent.

Maera: Do you really have to maul someone to turn them into a were? That's... *just trails off* *her voice sounds unnatural...this is a different sort of anger from what's normal for her*

Gwen: There's be'er ways. No' easy, an' no' painless, but no' as bad.

Jenni: What's the critical thing, though? No one ever did explain how it works for you.

Heldrad: *still hugging Raz with his wing, not angry at -him-.... he doesn't remember being human anyway.* *just watching Gwen with the bird in her lap there* ....

Lupe: *steps back through a portal, looking sad and a little guilty* *but not very*

Mae: *silent again, partly because she doesn't trust herself to speak, and also not really sure what to say anyway* *and back to clenching her fists* *also, probably stood up at some point, because she can't just sit there right now*

Gwen: Don' ken much 'boot changin' people. Ne'er wanted te. Somet'in' 'boot no' cleanin' de wound fer a certain 'mount o' time. An' may'ap sleepin'? *shakes head* Only change I seen wes me own.

Raz: Similar to an infection, then? *shakes his head, putting a hand up there...starting to get a headache from all this. XD*

Jenni: *nods understading* *glances at Raz*

Gwen: S'ppose. But 'tain't no disease. An' de person as mentions such a notion 'round de lad'll answer te me.

Lupe: And me.

Heldrad: Then it -is- similar with vampires... except the cleaning wounds part..... *lil frown, thinking about it*

Raz: I didn't say I -was-, now did I. *would actually prefer finding himself face-to-face with Kain than dealing with these weirdos! XD Pot, meet Kettle.*

Lupe: *sighs* *shifts to wolf and goes to Kelsey*

Kelsey: *hugs onto Lupe, petting her*

Jamie: *jerks violently in his sleep*

Jenni: How dangerous is he likely to be upon waking?

Lupe: *licks Kelsey's face* *no tears, kiddo*

Gwen: Ah wasnae. T'ink 'e'll be fine. Jes' ver' confused. 'Ope we can get 'im back te human 'afore den, though.

Jenni: Maybe I could give him a "nudge." *wants to do something useful, dammit*

Gwen: *dubious* Don' strain yersel' on our account.

Heldrad: *trying to figure out what he can do, steps a bit to the couch and quietly gives a coo to the kid... maybe that'll help put him in a better mood?*

Jenni: Kinesis is a strain. This isn't.

Raz: *sighs, shaking his head, finally ducking under Heldrad's wing and heading to one of the Doors...okay, he's -out- of here. >_<;*

Lupe: *croons softly to Kelsey* *can sing pretty, but it'd be way too loud* *will go give the site the proper deathsong later..for now, we comfort the kids*

Rhi: *just watching everything* *hasn't moved from her spot in the kitchen*

Heldrad: *peeks back at Raz, felt that.... hey. ;_;*

Kelsey: *focuses attention on petting Lupe*

Jenni: ~*gently pokes around for a trigger*~

Maera: *is going to damage her hands if she keeps this up...* *wipes blood off on her pants again* *sits down and tries to relax a bit*

Lupe: *has patchy, coarse hair, but is still good to pet*

Raziel: *looking back at Heldrad...dude. -Way- not comfy here with these guys. >_<* .... *tries opening up a Door*

Door: *dark cave tunnel... and a few pairs of animalishly round gold eyes staring back at him.... it's the Cuties. :D*

Jamie: *changes where he lies, now lying across Gwen's lap*

Raziel: ....? *has that lil wisp of the wraith blade coiled around his arm just in case*

Jenni: *hooray, I'm useful! [/Zoidberg]*

Gwen: Erm. *tries to adjust herself under Jamie*

Mae: *blink* *what just happened?*

Lupe: *nudges Kelsey* *look, your brother's okay..*

Kelsey: *looks* Jamie! *runs over and hugs him*

Lupe: *limps after her, very slowly and stiffly*

Gwen: Ye alrigh', Lupe? *slightly guilty for asking so much of her*

Rhi: *heads out of the kitchen, carrying Charlie* He's...okay?

Lupe: *nods* *limplimp*

Cutie: *one of them, all curious and stuff, comes forward — peachy-colored pale humanoid, quite a thin little lean build, though taller than the average human... long pointed ears, wider and shorter than Heldrad's, and an almost catlike flat nose, under those two huge eyes.... tis a vamp, with those hands and feet, wearing only a gray skirt of some sort with an amber-gold sash, a lil "m"like symbol on the front like a buckle or a button or something* ....? *just looks at Raz.... ooh, pretty glowy eyes!*

Jenni: ... *dude, critters*

Gwen: He's alrigh'. Like me, but alrigh'. *croons at Jamie and Kelsey, very mother-hawk-ish*

Lupe: *settles down by them*

Kelsey: *gets up and runs to Rhianna* Can I have my little brother now?

Rhi: *smiles and nods* *hands him over carefully*

Kelsey: Thank you! *carries Charlie awkwardly and sits by Gwen and etc*

Lupe: *licks Jamie's hand*

Jamie: *stirs a bit*

Lupe: *snuffle?*

Jamie: *continues stirring... is waking up?*

Lupe: *perks up*

Jamie: *blinks eyes open* Wha...? Gyah! *sits bolt upright*

Lupe: *woof?*

Jenni: *observes*

Gwen: Jamie.

Rhi: *stands back*

Kelsey: Jamie! *this is the glomp of a six-year-old*

Jamie: Whoa... Kels? But... *looks around, confused*

Lupe: *wags tail?*

Jamie: *sees Charlie, relaxes marginally* What happened? Something's... weird.

Raziel: *stepping back from the Door some, suspicious...what the hey? 0_o; Odd-looking cat-eyed vamps!*

Jenni: *just keeping an eye on everything*

Lupe: *tries to look like a cute scruffy puppy* *is in fact a large scary wolf* *ah, difficulties.*

Rhi: *is keeping away from the door* *watching Jamie and the others*

Reria: *vampires? huh?*

Gwen: *does /not/ want to be the one breaking this news!* ...well.

Lupe: *can't talk*

Heldrad: *just coos a lil, quietly still* ....

Maera: *just watches from a distance* *feeling worn out, but not from the fight earlier..*

Jenni: *not her place to explain it to Jamie*

Cutie: * http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/34494790 if anyone's curious.* *steps out a lil more through the Door to the Lounge... ooh, new place! :D*

Nume: *might as well not be here...*

Ginger: *likewise. would go back to RC, but...*

Nume: *yeah* *would suggest joining forces, but wouldn't know what to do*

Ginger: *has a bad fucking hangover. grar*

Raziel: *backing up a lil more from it, letting it in...well. 0_o; Doesn't -seem- threatening, unlike the vamps he's seen! ....oh wait. He's seen that "m"-like symbol before. ....couldn't be, could it?*

Gwen: ...righ'. Well. As Ah'm no' gettin' 'elp. De fact is, lad, dat George really /wes/ Georg. As ye pro'lly fig'red out. An'... long an' short, ye're a were'awk now.

Jenni: *g'aww, cute vamp critter*

Nume: *er, hasn't one*

Lupe: *blunt is good*

Jamie: ...uhmer. /Shit/.

Ginger: *grumble. hangover-non-having bastards*

Nume: *... have some Bleepka? for the aspirin content?*

Ginger: *yes please*

Nume: *passes flask*

Ginger: *drinks*

Jamie: ...wait. If Georg... *turns to Gwen* This is because of /you/, isn't it?

Lupe: *rowf!* *angry bark!*

Jenni: *er? that doesn't sound good*

Gwen: *winces* Georg wes... who can say why 'e did wha' 'e did?

Raziel: *still eyeing the Cutie rather suspiciously...quiet* -Melchahim-...?

Cutie: *looks over at Raz at there — yup, that got his attention... lil smile, yeah?* ....?

Jenni: *general comment* All the worlds are nuts.

Jamie: But he came after /us/! Da's /dead/. *yeah, remembers that* You said he never left Germany. So he must've come after us /specifically/. And the only reason he'd do that is /you/.

Lupe: *shifts back to have a place in this argument*

Rhi: *winces*

Mae: *stands up, but forces herself to stay put, since it's really none of her business*

Gwen: Aye, an' 'twas /me/ fault yer da hired 'im te spite me wit' 'is name.

Raziel: *can't really convince himself he's seeing what he's seeing. dude. 0_o;* ....how....?

Cutie: ....how what? *just sorta looking at him, hasn't gotten too good a view of his banner cause of how it's folded* .....who're you?

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