YarnKittymon: : ::sometime that afternoon, Libby
and Jack arrive back in Marquis; Libby steps out of the cart,
looking utterly exhausted, holding her baby Milo close::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rests a hand on Libby's back
and smiles at her as he gets out:: You're definitely getting some
sleep once we get home
Maeve Owens: ML: ::he's been fussy, but he must
sense his mother's need for rest, for he's rather quiet right
now. He's working on chewing his thumb off while his little round
eyes take in everything he can see::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly at her husband;
softly:: I have to check on the shop first...::though the thought
of walking another block seems to overwhelm her::
Quantum Catz: JK: I can do that if you want ::smirks
slightly:: I don't see any smoke coming from that direction, so
it's probably fine anyway
YarnKittymon: LB: I'm sure it's fine. ::sighs;
softly:: Yeah, maybe you'd best check...
Quantum Catz: JK: I'll walk you back to the house
first, then i'll go
YarnKittymon: LB: ::slowly heads back towards
home::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's heading from the shop,
carrying a small bag with her when she spots Libby. She almost
goes over, but seeing her friend's exhausted appearance she decides
against it. She moves further along before she turns abruptly
and marches towards Libby. She could
confide in people, trust them not to break, rely on them, whatever
you want to call it. Really... she could::
Quantum Catz: ((aw...))
Quantum Catz: JK: ::notices maeve and smiles
a bit:: Speak of the devil ::although he'd quite like to get libby
home and into bed already::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is rather startled to see
Maeve approaching, but she smiles:: Maeve! ::looks down at Milo::
Maeve Owens: MV: Hey! ::she smiles warmly at
them, then peers down at the baby in her arms:: Gee Jack, I didn't
know you were capable of producing anything so adorable.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks at Maeve:: Sometimes
miracles happen i guess
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down at Milo adoringly,
only finally turning her attention back to her friend:: This is
Milo...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen, and she nods;
quietly:: That's a nice name. I'm sure your father would be touched.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: How are you doing?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles warmly at her friend::
I'm fine, but I can see you're exhausted so I wont keep you. He
really is darling Libby, and don't worry about the shoppe... it's
been doing pretty good.
YarnKittymon: LB: I don't know how to thank you,
Maeve, really...
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah you do... by going home
and getting some rest. ::grins:: I'll talk with you later.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is too tired to really protest;
softly:: All right...I'll see you later.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Bye.
Maeve Owens: ML: ::makes one small cry, wiggling
his little body::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rests his hand on Libby's
back to guide her to their house; smirks:: For once she's talking
sense, you need sleep
Maeve Owens: MV: ::calls over her shoulder::
Hey! I heard that!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs, looking back:: Take
care, Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smiles, and waves::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::chuckles:: See you, Maeve
YarnKittymon: LB: ::lets Jack take her to their
bedroom; she gently sets Milo down into his bassinet, tucking
the blankets over him, and then collapses into bed, not even taking
her shoes off::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sits down on the edge of
the bed and takes her shoes off for her, stifling a yawn himself::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is already breathing deeply,
not quite snoring, but sound asleep::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a knock on the front
door::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::gets up and moves to the
front door as quietly as possible; opens it up::
YarnKittymon: MR: ::the mayor is at the door,
looking tired, himself, and he bows his head to Jack:: I'm sorry
to disturb you; I know you just got in.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::quietly:: Libby's asleep
already - what is it?
YarnKittymon: MR: ::quietly:: We need your services,
Jack, in protecting the queen of Yarnia on her visit to Marquis.
She gets in Sunday, but there's already been threats made, and
I'd like you to accompany her as soon as possible. Just name your price.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::shakes his head, rubbing
his eyes:: My wife's just had a baby and you want me to go off
and do guard duty?
YarnKittymon: MR: The man likely has a gun and
explosives, and is just loose in the forest. Nothing we can do
can guard against *that.* You know I wouldn't be asking if it
weren't of the utmost importance.
Quantum Catz: JK: A gun wouldn't work anyway,
would it?
YarnKittymon: MR: I believe guns don't work properly
because the gunpowder's unpredictable here. Yet this man managed
to set up a bomb that worked well enough, when a mere trip-wire
was tripped.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sighs:: Great. D'you know
this guy? If he sees me will he know why i'm there?
YarnKittymon: MR: ::quietly:: He's an anarchist,
and he's going by the name Lucas. I don't know much more. And...if
he thinks you're part of the royal party, he wouldn't suspect
you.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::a bit suspicious at the mayor's
hesitation:: The royal party?
YarnKittymon: MR: ::quietly:: You know, like
a courtier or something.
Quantum Catz: JK: I looking like he's enjoying
this less and less:: You're kidding, right?
YarnKittymon: MR: ::looks up at Jack, sighing::
Name your price, Jack.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::looks at the mayor for a
moment, as if eyeing him up, then says:: No price, but when i
need a favour as big as this, you'll owe me for it
YarnKittymon: MR: ::frowns, but nods, holding
out his hand:: It's a deal.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::reaches out and shakes the
mayor's hand:: You want me right away, or can i leave Libby to
sleep for a bit?
YarnKittymon: MR: ::frowns:: You can leave her
sleep for an hour, but we haven't that much time.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::nods:: You wanna go round
'n see if Becky's home? I'd rather someone was with Libby while
i'm gone
YarnKittymon: MR: ::nods:: Sure thing. ::pauses,
smiling weakly:: I'm sorry; I forgot. Congratulations. A boy,
I heard?
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles weakly:: Yeah, Milo
after her dad
YarnKittymon: MR: ::smiles:: That's sweet. I'll
go try to find Becky.
Quantum Catz: JK: Thanks, i'll see you in an
hour then ::turns away and heads back to the bedroom; looks over
at libby to make sure she's still sleeping then looks down at
the baby; murmurs:: Guess i ain't stickin' round as long as i
thought i'd be - ye'd better behave yerself with that power of
yours, though i guess it wouldn't do becky much harm ::sighs,
a flash of irritation crossing his face at the thought of protecting
this queen of theirs::
Maeve Owens: ML: ::he's resting along with his
mother, completely warn out from their trip::
YarnKittymon: MR: ::walks quickly to Becky and
Toby's house, knocking on the door::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::answers the door:: Hi
YarnKittymon: MR: ::arranges his tie; quietly::
Jack and Libby are back in town...Jack asked me to come by and
ask you to come watch Libby and the baby for a while. Jack has
some other business.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::repeats:: Other business?
YarnKittymon: MR: He's doing a little guard work
for us. He should be back home by Monday.
Quantum Catz: BM: Does he want me to go over
now?
YarnKittymon: MR: Or soon...he's leaving in about
an hour.
Quantum Catz: BM: Okay, thanks ::goes back into
the house to get her coat::
Quantum Catz: BM: That's okay ::leaves the mayor
to go see toby first and then heads over to Libby's house. Jack
tells her where he's going, mainly because he wants someone to
be irritated about it to other than the sleeping baby: then when
the hour's nearly up he goes to wake libby to let her know where
he's going, since he doesn't think she'd appreciate waking up
to find him gone till monday::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::yawns deeply as she wakes,
but she's alert enough to understand what Jack's explaining; softly::
Are you sure it's a good idea?
Quantum Catz: JK: Well the guy can't get me with
guns and explosives and besides, it's always good t'have someone
like the mayor owe y'a favour or two
YarnKittymon: LB: ::takes Jack's hand; softly::
All right... I'll see you when you get back.
Quantum Catz: JK: 'S just for the weekend and
Becky's here if you need anything - i'll see you soon
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly at him:: All
right...take care.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::leans down to kiss her and
then gets up, pausing to smile down at Milo for a moment before
leaving::
Maeve Owens: ML: ::stretches some as his thumb
makes its way back into his mouth::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::watches Jack leave, and then
sinks back down into her pillow, sighing::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::smiles weakly at Libby when
Jack leaves:: Well, i'm here as your willing servant - anything
you need?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles back at Becky; softly::
Just some rest, but I know Milo will interrupt me soon enough,
wanting fed or changed.
Quantum Catz: BM: Well i can't do the feeding
but i'm pretty sure Auntie Becky can cope with changing so you
can get some more rest
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, closing her eyes::
Thank you, Becky...
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a small guard station
in the middle of Marquis, and it's fairly bustling with activity,
and quite a bit of laughter, as there's about half-a-dozen courtier
outfits going around::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::sees the courtier outfits
and feels even more unhappy about doing this::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she's standing next to Harry,
wearing a very amused expression, and poking fun at him since
he'll be wearing one too::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::smirks when he sees Jack
come in, happy to have someone else to mock:: You're going to
look right fetching, mate.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smiles icily at Harry; only
half-joking:: I might not be able to knock Maeve's lights out,
but your nose'll just be beggin' t'be broken if you keep that
up
YarnKittymon: HR: Well, at least you'll be with
a *real* queen.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she smirks:: Oh right, like
you'd stand a chance next to royalty. She'd eat you for breakfast.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rolls his eyes:: As long
as she's not a pain in the ass like the two of you, i couldn't
care less about her
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, you know what they say?
A *royal* pain in the... yeah... she probably fits that expression
just nicely. ::smiles:: Good luck Jack.
YarnKittymon: : ::one of the head guards clears
his throat to silence the room:: All right; let's get started.
Secret agents, get changed. The rest of you, hold steady.
YarnKittymon: HR: ::smirks at Maeve:: Your cue
to exit. ::motions to a small office where she can likely get
into her own costume::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles sweetly and disappears
behind into the office::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::still isn't happy about the
outfit and stares daggers at anyone who even looks like they're
smiling in his direction::
YarnKittymon: : ::the courtier costumes are calf-length
tunics in bright red, with capes and sometimes a bit of jewelery,
and tight pants under all::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::slips into his, looking rather
ridiculous, though he's a slimmer build than Jack, and probably
doesn't look nearly as bad in it as the smuggler does::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::stands with his arms folded
once he's changed, as if daring anyone to say a word to him::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quite a bit of banging is
going on in the other little room as Maeve fights with the heavy
skirts, and from what they hear, it might be a losing battle::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::has already has his fun,
and isn't stupid enough to say a word about Jack, or any of the
other men, either; a couple of the others get teased, including
Harry, but not Jack; looks up when he hears the noises from the
other room:: Maeve, you need help with
your corset?
YarnKittymon: : ::a few of the guards snicker
at that::
Maeve Owens: MV: Harry! I can make your life
miserable for the next 48 hours... dont tempt me!
YarnKittymon: HR: I didn't...::shakes his head::
Want me to go find a girl to help?
YarnKittymon: : ::the head guard frowns:: Nothing
doing; you can't go wandering about town like that.
Maeve Owens: MV: No! ::her voice rather strained::
I can..do it... myself!
YarnKittymon: HR: ::knows how stubborn Maeve
is, and just waits outside the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::ten minutes later she finally
emerges. Her chin is raised, and someone might have second thoughts
about saying one word about her delay::
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve is rather stunning in
her dress, which is nicer than anyone's worn in Marquis in a long,
long time, rather like a princess's. There's a gaudy crown on
Maeve's head, and none of the men know well enough to notice that
YarnKittymon: Maeve's hair isn't done in the
fancy style befitting a queen::
Quantum Catz: JK: ::smirks:: If only Isaac could
see you now
YarnKittymon: HR: ::nearly whistles::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she winces;sadly:: Yeah...
YarnKittymon: HR: ::laughs and murmurs:: I could
get one of the fellas to bring him by right now.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head:: It wouldn't...
I mean, it's not going to... ::she sighs::
YarnKittymon: : ::the head guard distributes
long hooded capes to hide their gaudy clothes:: We just want to
look like commoners until we meet up with Her Majesty.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::mutters: Wouldnt it have
been easier to change later? ::she shifts, trying to find a comfortable
way to stand so she can breathe::
YarnKittymon: : We don't have a place to keep
the clothes, and we might be seen. ::smirks:: And did you *really*
want to change clothes in the middle of the forest with a dozen
men about?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she glares at him, and very
nearly says yes, since her breathing is in danger of being cut
off::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::sees how flushed Maeve is
turning, but puts his cloak on:: Let's get going, then!
Quantum Catz: JK: ::rolls his eyes:: And get
this over with
Maeve Owens: MV: ::chuckles, then slaps a hand
over her mouth, ducking her head as she moves past Jack::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::gently takes Maeve's hand
as the men start filing out; softly:: Hold up a second.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she stops, looking at him
in suprise:: What?
YarnKittymon: HR: ::once the men are mostly gone;
softly:: Your corset's too tight, isn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she blushes, wondering how
he could possibly know that:: I think it's suppose to be this
way... why?
YarnKittymon: HR: ::gets behind Maeve and pushes
her cloak aside, wordlessly working to loosen it::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she bites her lip, then glances
over her shoulder; quietly:: Thanks.
YarnKittymon: HR: ::finishes:: It's still plenty
tight, don't worry. But there's no sense in you passing out, is
there? ::smirks::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles weakly:: Yeah, I can
breathe a little easier... still not completely comfortable though.
YarnKittymon: HR: ::still smirking:: I'm sure
we could find one of the younger men to wear it instead if you're
afraid.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her smiles fades, and her
chin comes up again:: I am not afraid and as much as I'd like
to see a man try and last one minute in this thing... I'm perfectly
capable of going through with this. ::turns to march out::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::laughs and follows her::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's two carts, which the
courtiers and Maeve are expected to pile into, to be escorted
by another half-dozen uniformed guards::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::walks over to the one she's
appointed to, and starts to pull herself up, which is going to
be rather impossible for her in this getup::
YarnKittymon: : ::one of the "courtiers"
already inside holds his hand down to her, and Harry offers his
hands as a stirrup if she needs it::
Quantum Catz: : ::if Maeve's paying any attention
at all to the sounds around her she might think she hears some
kind of animal snickering from nearby as she tries to climb up::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::between trying to breathe,
and making herself take the offered help, she misses the snickering
bird.::
YarnKittymon: HR: ::climbs up once Maeve is safely
inside, smiling as he takes his sword:: This is almost worth it
already.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she raises an eyebrow at
him, then glances over his outfit:: Enjoy wearing tights Harry?
YarnKittymon: HR: ::without missing a beat::
Enjoy dressing like a lady for once?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: What do you mean
"for oncce?" And that's about as close to noble as I've
ever seen you.
Quantum Catz: JK: ::is quiet, wondering if libby
and the baby are going to be okay - he knows it's only for a couple
of days but he's feeling rather overprotective at the moment::
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