YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor takes Jack aside
soon after Delores comes back safe and sound; softly:: Since everyone's
all right, I can get your wife out today, provided she agrees
to take classes on controlling her powers three times a week.
:
YarnKittymon: :frowns deeply:: And if it happens
again...I'll be run out of Marquis, so you'll likely be removed
from town as well.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rolls his eyes:: And this
place was meant to be the accepting part of the world
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor frowns, shaking his
head:: Never mind that no real harm came to it, some fellas are
mad that they lost time off work, or don't like spending time
with their wives, I guess. ::softly:: I'm sorry, Jack.
Quantum Catz: JK: Ain't your fault - in fact
you've been better'n some - i'm grateful for that
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor nods; quietly:: Some
things are worth standing up for. She'll be out of the cell by
the time you get there.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::nods and holds out his hand
to the mayor:: Thanks, mate
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor shakes Jack's hand,
daring to smile a bit, and much of the fearful look he'd had on
previous encounters with the man gone:: Break the news about the
training to her, will you? I don't think she'd like hearing it
from me.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: You're damn right,
she won't - but it's better'n stayin' in that cell
YarnKittymon: : ::the mayor nods, just glad this
whole ordeal is behind him, for now::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::leaves the mayor and heads
off to meet Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::the warden is just unlocking
Libby's cell as Jack walks in; the woman quickly walks across
the room to meet her husband and hugs him tight::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Great feelin',
ain't it?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs softly:: How many
times did *you* get out, Jack?
Quantum Catz: JK: Well i wasn't often *let* out
but hey
YarnKittymon: LB: ::kisses him on the cheek,
then turns to leave the jail:: Bet you'll miss being a free man,
though, won't you?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: Ah, it isn't so
bad
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at him:: I guess I
can make up for it tonight.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles and puts his arm
around her:: That sounds like a plan
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: I should probably
go check on Maeve...
Quantum Catz: JK: Alright - i'm sure the others'll
want to see you too
YarnKittymon: LB: ::kisses him again:: I'll be
home in an hour or two, so you can have a home-cooked meal for
a change.
Quantum Catz: JK: You don't have t'cook anything,
you know - i'm sure i could manage to make somethin' since you
just got out of jail n' all
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles, looking rather touched::
All right, but I hope you'll at least let me do the dishes.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: I think i could
live with that
YarnKittymon: LB: ::before even going home, she
goes to find Maeve, checking her house first::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nothing stirs at her house::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns, and finally decides
to check the shop, since she needs to check up on it anyway::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's there returning some
garments to their rightful spots::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles to see the shop in
good order through the window; she walks in, and the bell attached
to the door rings:
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks up when she hears the
bell, and her mouth drops open in surprise:: Libby! You're out!
::she drops the clothes she was hanging in order to give Libby
a hug::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs a bit at Maeve's enthusiasm,
hugging her back:: Yeah; with any luck, for good. Are you all
right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::still smiling:: Of course.
And look, the store isn't even burnt down.
YarnKittymon: LB: It looks like you did well.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs, turning back
to pick up the clothes:: Probably not as good as what you'd have
done but it wasn't all bad.
YarnKittymon: : ::the door-bell rings again,
and a woman starts to walk in with her small child...when she
sees Libby there, her expression shifts to a frown, and she turns
and leaves without a word::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks back at the door, cringing::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::cringes too:: I'm sorry Libby...
maybe things will get better once everyone stops over reacting.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Has business been
down too awfully?
Maeve Owens: MV: It's been ok... not enough
to worry yourself over.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods:: Good. Thank you for
minding it so well.
Maeve Owens: MV: No problem. I don't mind taking
it for a while longer either... if you *need* the time to regroup.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: No...I'll
be taking off soon enough, for the baby. ::looks up at Maeve,
a little worried:: Why didn't you tell me you I sent you back
to Coney?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pauses, then slowly turns
to look at her. She frowns:: Who told you that?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Raymond came to
the island, with Mrs. Brewer. That's why I was released.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Oh. Yeah. ::laughs
weakly:: Forgot to send him his money. ::she frowns:: He was with
Mrs. Brewer?
YarnKittymon: LB: I guess we can't call her "Mrs."
anymore, between her poor husband being gone two years and now
Raymond.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I guess thats good for
him then. He asked about Erin... ::she shakes her head::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Why didn't you
tell me, Maeve? Did you get hurt?
Maeve Owens: MV; ::she sighs heavily:: It's
nothing. Dont worry about it. ::busies herself with fixing the
clothes::
YarnKittymon: LB: So you were. Is it all right
now?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smiles weakly:: Yes,
I'm fine.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: What happened? Did
the police find you?
Maeve Owens: MV: Yep. ::she smirks:: You'd think
after all this time they'd have forgotten what I looked like.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::cringes:: What did they do
to you? How'd you escape?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she sighs:: I was shot, went
through the humiliation of having Eli save me a second time, was
taken to the hospital and then Becky came and got me. End of story.
As I said, it was no big deal.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stares at Maeve, looking
a bit hurt and rather scared; whispers:: Maeve, I'm so sorry.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks rather saddened; gently::
Libby dont... I was fine. Okay? ::she looks away guiltily:: I'm
sorry I even told you...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Where were you shot?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stares ar Libby for a
moment before replying softly:: The leg. No where vital. Of course
if I hadn't been wanted for murder in the first place it wouldn't
have happened.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Well, that was for
us as much as anything. Is it all right now?
Maeve Owens: MV: It's fine. ::she pauses for
a moment:: Are *you* okay?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I should be, now.
Do you want to get something to eat? My appetite's back.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smiles:: Sure. ::she
walks around the counter to grab the keys::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::lets Maeve lock up, then
heads to a cafe...a couple people on the street seem to shy away
from her, but no one says anything, at least::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::whispers:: You never know...
they could just be scared of me... lord knows enough people have
been in my day. It's actually kind of good once you get used to
it. People dont bug you as much.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: I like people, though.
And I'm a shopkeep, besides; it's no good if I scare my customers
off.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs:: I'm sure they'll
learn to live with it. Although you might want to be carefully...
you never know when one might really want a vacation they dont
have to ask for time off for.
YarnKittymon: LB: You think I did it on *purpose*?
Maeve Owens: MV: Of course not! That's not what
I meant. I was only kidding about how someone else might think
you could accidently send them on a free vacation...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: That's what Becky's
for, isn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shakes her head:: Never
mind.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, going into a small
café; she's friends with one of the waitresses, who came
to visit her a couple times when she was in jail, and the woman
greets them as they enter::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she follows Libby in, happy
that at least one person is happy to see her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down at a table in the
corner and orders two lunches for herself without looking at the
menu; looks at Maeve:: Get what you like; I'm buying.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tries to hide a smile while
she moves to sit down. Her ankle gives out on her and she starts
to tople forward, saved only by pitching herself into her seat.
When she does that the arm of the chair catches on her stitched
up
Maeve Owens: leg and she lets out a pained yelp::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::gets up as quickly as she
can and tries to help Maeve up:: Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm fine ::she replies while
biting down on her lower lip::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::crouches, lifting the hem
of Maeve's skirt, trying to examine her leg:: What's wrong?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::squeals in alarm, yanking
her skirt back down which catches on the stitches again. She gasps::
Nothing....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stands up:: I'm getting Isaac.
Maeve Owens: MV: No! ::grabs for Libby's leg::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::turns back towards Maeve,
nearly falling, herself:: You're hurt! Why not?
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm not... ::slowly gets up.
Theres already some blood dotting her skirt:: It's just the stitches.
I'm fine. I promise....
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sees the blood, and shakes
her head:: You're bleeding!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances down and winces;
pathetically:: It'll stop... besides you ordered food...
YarnKittymon: LB: Kerrie can keep it warm for
me, Maeve. You're more important. Besides, it's my fault all this
happened in the first place!
Maeve Owens: MV: sshhh! ::whispers:: Everyone
thinks I went to the beach.... remember?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks puzzled for just a
moment, then, smoothly:: I meant, you wouldn't be hurt if I hadn't
insisted we come to my favorite cafe. Come on, now. ::takes Maeve's
arm::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pouts but lets Libby
lead her from the room::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads right towards Isaac's,
still looking rather worried::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she slows down:: We don't
really have to bother him do we? All we need is Toby...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns:: You know how much
that hurts, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: Isaac cant heal the stitches
away.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs, then heads over to
Toby's::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::answers when Libby knocks,
frowning to see blood on Maeve's skirt:: Isn't Isaac home? Or
do you just need your clothes fixed?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::not looking all that happy;
mutters:: The stitches need to come out.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods, stepping back to let
them come in:: I should probably get Isaac, though; it'll go better
if he helps.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she groans:: Is there really
need to bother him over a few stitches?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles, motioning to a chair
for Libby:: I'll be right back. ::walks out::
Maeve Owens: MV: But- :::she sighs heavily as
he walks out, starting to look a tad worried::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Didn't he already
heal you?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods:: Yeah but he healed
the stitches into my skin. ::she bites her lip::
YarnKittymon: LB: He won't mind healing you again,
though.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shaking her head:: Probably
will be mad since I waited so long to even say anything. ::she
bites her lip again::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: Just say you didn't
understand they needed to come out.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grins weakly::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::arrives soon after that with
Toby; goes straight to Maeve:: Hey, how you feeling?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles weakly:: I'm fine.
It's nothing... ::shrugs::
Quantum Catz: IS: You should've told someone
before now
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she shrugs again:: We had
Libby to worry about and with all that was going on I barely even
thought about the stitches...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: If I'm careful,
I can get them out without even hurting you; leave Isaac to do
the rest.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Where do you want
me? ::sighs::
YarnKittymon: TY: Just sit down and put your
leg up, if it doesn't hurt too bad.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::takes a seat on the couch,
propping her leg up like he said::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::goes to sit beside her, ready
to heal her leg when Toby's done::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::gently nudges Maeve's skirt
up, revealing the bleeding wound on her leg, along with a deep,
jagged scar near it; he melts the string out of Maeve's leg effortlessly::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::uses his powers to heal the
wound as soon as Toby's done::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::too busy worrying about the
scar to pay attention to the pain and it's over before she even
realizes it's happening. Relieved no one said a thing, she starts
to pull her leg down to sit up::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: I can fix that other
cut up, if you want. Swimsuit season's coming.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She keeps her eyes averted
while she considers his offer. After a moment she slowly stretches
her leg back out; quietly:: I guess if you don't mind...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::glances at Isaac:: I don't
know if you can make it hurt less?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::looks at Maeve, wondering
how she got the scar:: I don't know - i can try though
YarnKittymon: TY: ::nods:: Just try not to heal
her, or we'll be fighting each other, me trying to destroy the
scar and you trying to keep it. You ready?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She's still staring at some
point past her feet so she misses Isaac's look::
Quantum Catz: IS: Yeah
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles slightly:: Shouldn't
be near as bad as the last ones I healed for you. ::before Maeve
can reply, he sets to work removing the scar as quickly as he
can::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::feeling like she wants to
slip through the cracks, she steals herself against the pain in
case Isaac's can't ease it for some reason::
YarnKittymon: YarnKittymon rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 2
YarnKittymon: : ::Isaac's power eases Maeve's
pain quite a bit, making the sensation of Toby melting her flesh
just a bit unpleasant, instead of painful like fire::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she cringes a little, and
tries not to shift her leg any::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::finishes in short order,
smiling at Maeve a bit:: I hope that's the last one I missed.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::forces a small smile:: Yeah...
uh, thanks.
Quantum Catz: IS: Did my powers help the pain?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles a little more easily::
Was I screaming?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't comment, not finding
this nearly so funny::
Quantum Catz: IS: Would you have screamed anyway?
Maeve Owens: MV: Either that or I would have
lit Toby on fire. ::smiles slightly::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: That's no fun, believe
me.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles a little more easily::
Was I screaming?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::laughs slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::doesn't comment, not finding
this nearly so funny::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::Chuckles:: Wouldn't imagine
it would be
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stands up:: I guess I
should be getting Libby back to her meal.... ::smiles apologetically
at her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head:: It's all
right...didn't you want to talk to Isaac, anyway?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::does want to ask about her
scar but says:: It's alright, Libby - we can talk later - i'm
sure you want to spend some time with her now that you're free
again
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stood frozen there for a
second but she smiles now:: And I feel bad for taking you away
from your food now that you have your appetite back.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::flushes slightly:: It's for
the baby's sake, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::softly:: I guess that's even
a better reason to go back then...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smirks:: She can walk, you
know, Maeve; if you'd rather stay back here a few minutes, I can
walk her over.
YarnKittymon: LB: I don't need an escort, Toby!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she eyes the two of them,
trying to think of why they might be conspiring against her for
some reason::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::doesn't say anything because
he too feels like their friends are pushing for them to talk::
YarnKittymon: TY: : ::smiles at Maeve, though
there's a bit of irreverence in it:: Just trying to help.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads for the door, glancing
back at Maeve and Isaac::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles at Isaac:: See you
later then?
Quantum Catz: IS: Of course - come and see me
after you've eaten if you want
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods, wishes him farewell
and starts off towards Libby::
YarnKittymon: : ::during the lunch, Libby advises
Maeve that she might be more open with poor Isaac, and says she's
pretty sure the man won't just run away from her::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::so after Libby's little lecture
at lunch, she heads over to Isaac, although she does take her
time and its a while before she finds herself knocking on his
door::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::opens the door and smiles
when he sees her:: Hey, did you have fun with Libby?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::thinks about the conversation
and cant help but smile a little:: Uh, yeah. Very insighful...
::pauses a second, then quickly:: You busy?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles:: I think i can make
time for you ::steps back to let her inside::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::eyes widen; jokingly:: You
think? Doesn't sound too promising there.. ::she enters anyway::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::grins:: Alright, i can definitely
make time for you
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grinning:: That's sounding
better... ::she makes her way into the sitting area and plops
down on the couch::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::Sits down beside her:: How's
the leg? All better now?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the grin fades a bit:: Yeah.
I think I might have taken you for granted just a bit... wasn't
planning on being on another contenent getting shot again. ::she
pauses, biting down on her lip for a moment:: At least I know
I wont have to worry about having scars
from pyscho serial killers who decide to kidnap me for no other
good reason than to torture ex boyfriends.
Quantum Catz: IS: ::looks a bit surprised at
maeve's words and doesn't say anything for a moment; then he reaches
out to touch her cheek:: Is that where the scar came from?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grasps his hand:: Yeah. Donald
got a little too upset in prison when said serial killer had that
"racy" photo of me. ::she smirks, shaking her head::
I think I'm cursed. My past always comes back to haunt me in some way or another.
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles at her:: It's part
of who you are - i'm glad that you feel you can tell me about
it...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grins:: I'll get the hang
of this eventually... ::looking serious all of the sudden and
rather awed; jokes:: Especially since it doesn't seem to hurt...
Quantum Catz: IS: ::leans forward and kisses
her forehead:: Confiding in people isn't meant to hurt - it's
meant to make you feel better
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles contentedly:: Yeah
but usually people just press for more then it brings things back
that you'd just rather forget or it just makes people feel sorry
for you. Or its a different kind of circumstance that makes them
disgusted and they leave. Not saying that's going to happen...
I'm just rambling.
Quantum Catz: IS: Why would someone be disgusted?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters:: The racy photo
is enough to disgust most people.
Quantum Catz: IS: Well i'm not - i wish you hadn't
had to do something like that, but i understand
Maeve Owens: MV: Hmph. *You* wish I hadn't?
::she shivers, her thoughts taking her to a rather troubled place.
She shakes her head.:: Anyway... we going to find a way to salvage
this afternoon into something more rememberable?
Quantum Catz: IS: ::smiles:: I'm with you, that
makes it memorable anyway
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs:: Okay, I guess you
got me there. ::but still the need to get a little more out of
this than a trip down memory lane, she reaches forward to draw
him into a kiss::
Quantum Catz: IS: ::kisses her back, honetly
happy just to be with her::
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