(2/23/02)
YarnKittymon:::it's rather cold out (about 40 degrees F) and raining. LIbby has arranged to meet everyone at the Freak Show, but hasn't arrived, herself, yet::
Griffchook:ER: ::sit on a wall, waiting for Libby with her buisness card in hand. checks her watch::
YarnKittymon:::it's about 10:15; Libby said she'd meet everyone at 10 even::
JopDance:::walks to Freak Show, wearing a warm coat and carrying an umbrella. Stops when she sees ER:: Hello
Griffchook: ::shivers with the cold, looks up at the voice:: Good morning ::smiles::
JopDance: ::walks over and holds umbrella over her:: Are you waiting for Libby?
Griffchook: ::blinks in surprise:: Yes, I am. You too?
JopDance: ::smiles:: yup, though I haven't been waiting long as you can see. What's your name?
Griffchook: ::offers her hand:: I'm Erin
JopDance: ::shakes it:: I'm Jasmine.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::appears nearby wearing only a summer dress and starts to spin around, head turned up to the sky:: I love the rain!!
JopDance: ::looks at girl surpised:: I do too, but I think you should be wearing something a little warmer
Griffchook: ::laughs at the young girl:: Where did you come from?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::stops and tilts her head as she looks at jasmine:: The rain isn't cold...is it?
JopDance: ::shivers slightly:: You're not cold? It's about 40 degrees out, and the rain only makes it colder.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::arrives at Freak Show looking rather cold and wet::
Griffchook:::smiles at EM:: Libby?
Griffchook:((AS in, 'are you looking for libby *_*))
Quantum Catz: BM: ooh, more people!
SquirtLaWort: EM: Is Libby not here yet?
JopDance: ::smiles at EM:: Would you like to share my umbrella? And what about you little girl?
SquirtLaWort: EM: no thank you. :: see the young girl in summer dress:: I think she needs it more.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: The name's Becky and i wish people would stop calling me a little girl
JopDance: ::grins:: Oh, we can all squeeze under here ::frowns:: I wonder where Libby is...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finally shows up, wearing her trousers and a dark-colored blouse, plus her hat; she's quite wet and looks tired and out of breath:: S...sorry, everyone...
JopDance: ::eyes widen:: What happened?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::rummages through her pocketbook and gets out her keys; fumbles with the lock of the double doors of the building:: Mother...had a party last night...and my alarm clock...wasn't wound...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Smiles at Libby:: Well.. I'm glad your okay.
Griffchook: ER: Yeah, don't worry about it, ::lies:: we've not been waiting long.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: You have so! I saw you waiting earlier!
JopDance: jm: ::laughs::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs slightly:: I'm sorry, everyone. ::opens the door and holds it for everyone:: It's not finished inside, but it's dry, at least.
Griffchook: ER: ::glares at Becky before going inside::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sticks out her tongue behind erin's back::
YarnKittymon: ::inside is a large area with grandstand-type seating on the left, and a fair-sized stage in front of that, with an aisle in-between; in the aisle is a wooden chair::
JopDance: jm: ::still chuckling lightly follows Erin inside::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stumbles over and turns the lights on, which make the place look rather more garish; the walls are all painted in red and orange and yellow stripes::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Looks around:: This is... nice.
Griffchook: ER: ::makes a low whistle:: You did all this yourself?
JopDance: jm: ::folds her umbrella and looks around:: Well would you look at this...
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'm impressed Libby.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I hired a crew, of course. But the colors were my idea. Perhaps someone should bring a touch of class to Coney, but that's not my job!
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::turns to Libby:: It's good to see you again.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a moment, takes off her coat and sets it on one of the seats:: You can put your coats down if you wish. ::goes over and plugs in a small space heater which is a few feet away from the far wall::
JopDance: jm:: ::takes off her coat and places it besides Libby's::
Griffchook: ER: ::puts coat on seperate chair and crouches down by the fire, warming her hands::
YarnKittymon: ((It's a heater, not a fire))
YarnKittymon: LB: So you all know why you're here, right?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::takes off coat and gloves and sets them down on a seat joins Erin by the heater::
Griffchook: ((Heater = electric fire ^_^))
SquirtLaWort: EM; To make a Freak Show.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: Something like that. ::smiles at Jasmine:: Did you like any of the dresses I sent?
JopDance: jm: ::coughs lightly:: Well...I haven't had a chance to look at them yet....
Griffchook: ER: ::suddenly looks up at the grandstand:: Libby, you really think that many people would come to see *us*? ::panics for a second, looking around.Has been assuming everyone here were 'freaks', but still wasn't certain::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Erin, a little surprised, then shrugs:: People come to see midgets and sword-swallowers and savages. Why not freaks?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: Of course they'll come
JopDance: jm: ::looks at the stand awed:: All those people...
Griffchook: ER: Just to see us...::grins at the thought::
YarnKittymon: LB: I *hope* so, anyway. ::shrugs cheerfully:: If not at least I gave it my best shot.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::warming his hands:: You'll do fine.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shakes her head:: I still don't like this Libby. it's not right
JopDance: jm: what's not?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at Ethan:: Well, I can't do it without all of you...::pauses, frowning at Becky:: Why not?
Quantum Catz: BM: They hurt people who're different. they hurt people with different skin colour, different religion...why won't they hurt you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::pauses:: This is New York. And Coney Island, besides. I've never heard of anyone beating an Oriental...
Griffchook: ER: ::closes her eyes and has gone very quiet::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns at Becky:: If your scared you can always leave.
JopDance: jm: ::frowns at EM::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::glares at ethan:: Scared? What would u know about being scared?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::turns towards the door, arms folded, wishing she was back out in the rain:: I'm not scared
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Pats Becky on the head:: I'm glad to hear that. You shouldn't be afriad of a bunch of fools.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: This isn't *just* about making money or displaying "freaks." I started this to meet others like us...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::vanishes and reappears sitting on one of the seats, a frown on her face::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::walks over to the stage and climbs a few steps to get onto it:: Well? What does everyone else think?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::shocked to see becky vanish then reapear:: I think this is going to some show Libby!
JopDance: jm: ::smiles: Come one, Let's not start out by arguing amongst oursleves. Why don't we introduce ourselves to each other? I'm Jasmine
SquirtLaWort: EM: nice to meet you Jasmine. My name is Ethan.
JopDance: jm: ::smiles:: Likewise. I've already learned you're name Becky. But what about you? ::looks at ER::
Griffchook: ER: ::grins broadly:: And I'm Erin
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, is everyone warm now, at least?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: Yes, much better.
JopDance: ::jm:: ::smiles:: Yes
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles back:: Good. ::sits down on the stage:: I suppose it's time to get down to business, then...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::sits down on one of the seats::
JopDance: jm: ::sits crosslegged in the stands. Takes off her hat and places it on her knee::
YarnKittymon: LB: I'm hoping to start the show by April, although we won't likely have much of an audience 'til the end of May...
Griffchook: ER: ::nods in agreement::
YarnKittymon: LB: But we'll only be performing on weekends. Until May, at any rate.
Griffchook: ER: Yay! So I don't have to give up my job then?
YarnKittymon: LB: Job? I thought you drew portraits...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Smiles at Erin:: I think I'd like to give up my job.
JopDance: jm: ::smiles absently::
YarnKittymon: LB: We'll see how well the show goes. I hadn't thought about it, but I suppose it's hard to make a living doing seasonal work.
Griffchook: ER: ::smiles:: It's not just portraits I do, I'm an assistant researcher ^_^
JopDance: jm: ::looks interested:: assistant researcher? What do you research?
Griffchook: ER: Whatever needs researching ::winks:: I'm an illustrator for reference books - you know, 'colour references guide of Ameica's butterfly's' and that sort of thing.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: You wouldn't be interested in painting some signs for the show, would you?
Griffchook: ER: ::grins back:: I'd LOVE to!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: Splendid!
Griffchook: ER: Anyway ::blushes:: sorry to interupt, you were saying Libby?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::pauses:: Oh dear; I've forgotten. Oh well. ::smiles:: Anyway, everyone needs to figure out what his act will be, I suppose. How he'll impress the audience...
JopDance: jm: ::frowns in thought:: that's something to think about
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I had sort of an idea for you, but if you don't care for pretty dresses much it might not work...
JopDance: jm: Well, I'm up for suggestions. I can't think of anything
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Jasmine:: Pretty dresses? Just what is your talent?
JopDance: jm: ::coughs, not looking at anyone:: Nothing much really. I can just change my hair and eye color
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: Jas. Imagine a pretty girl--not quite as striking as many of the beauties on Coney--wearing a thick coat--and then imagine in a flash, she takes off that coat and reveals a new, striking self underneath...
JopDance: jm: new striking self? I guess I should look through those dresses...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: It might be a nice departure from the typical "freak show," to see a pretty face for once...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Jasmine:: A lot of people would like to see that.
JopDance: jm: ::blushes lightly. And then to change the subject:: So what are your powers Ethan?
SquirtLaWort: EM: I can move things with my mind.
SquirtLaWort: EM: would you like to see?
Griffchook: ER: Telekenesis? Cool - your powers are a lot better than mine ::sighs::
JopDance: jm: ::smiles:: I'd love to!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rolls her eyes:: Wow, he can make things move
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at Erin:: At least the two of you have some control over your powers...::pauses, looking at Becky, frowning a little::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: sorry, libby, guess i shouldn't have said that
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: I wish you were more cheerful, I guess. It's disconcerting
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Looks at Becky:: Hey becky, would you help me demonsrite?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: I am cheerful! I'm plenty cheerful!
JopDance: jm: ::laughs:: Than smile Becky!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sticks out her tongue, then smiles slightly:: Okay then, mister ::stands up:: Show us your powers
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Becky starts to float a few feet in the air, then is moved over towards the stage and is floating in front of Libby::
JopDance: jm: ::jumps up, laughing:: That's amazing!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::giggles:: this's kinda fun
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Sets Becky down next to Libby:: Yeah I thought you might enjoy that.
YarnKittymon: LB: I hope the audience doesn't think we're just using wires...
Griffchook: ER: ::claps her hands:: That was great!
JopDance: jm: ::smiling:: So what are you going to do with that? Pick up the whole audience?
SquirtLaWort: EM: No. I haven't really thought of what I would do.
YarnKittymon: Whatever it is, it'd best involve a member of the audience, at least. It makes it seem more real that way.
JopDance: jm: ::smiles:: You'll think of something
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: Thanks. I'm not worried
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Turns to Erin:: So, what's your talent?
Griffchook: ER: Nothing much really...I can link with the visual centre of peoples minds, and...::srugs::see through their eyes
Quantum Catz: BM: That sounds creepy
JopDance: jm: ::frowns, Becky speaking her thoughts::
Griffchook: ER: ...it's not very impressive, and I actually wish it was a power I didn't have. ::frowns::
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, mine can be a bother too, but it's just the way I was born.

(3/2/02)
YarnKittymon: Same place/time/day (it's raining outside and about 40 degrees F). And a thought for the day--most people in the 1920s were pretty racist. There's certain words you can't say here for obvious reasons, but it's pretty likely that your character would have a vaguely negative attitude towards blacks unless he/she had a very good reason not to. Just keep that in mind.
YarnKittymon:::suddenly, Jasmine and Erin just disappear::
YarnKittymon:((They are at the Freak Show building on a Saturday, Cleo; Alex may come in when he'd like))
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Surprized by what hust happened::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at libby:: did you just see that?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::frowns:: Hey! Where'd they go?
YarnKittymon: LB: Oh...uh...yeah, kind of...::to Becky:: They'll be back; don't worry.
SquirtLaWort: EM: What happened to them?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::suddenly grins:: look who can't control her powers!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks down, half-blushing:: I've tried...
YarnKittymon: ::Erin reappears, right where she was::
YarnKittymon: ::noticing that she's coming in in the middle of a sentence; other than that, nothing seems very different::
CleoDominic: ::Lightning flashes out side::
Quantum Catz: BM: Cool! Lightening!
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, it *is* raining....::pauses:: Unless...::sighs, then looks outside::
CleoDominic: ::Their hair raises a little.::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles wryly:: I think he's coming. The one freak I know who's got less control over his powers than *I* do...
CleoDominic: AX: ::Slams thought the door, wet as a drowned rat::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::not sounding too enthusiastic:: Glad you could join us.
CleoDominic: AX: ::smirks:: :Well hallo there, and these most be the other Freaks?:
YarnKittymon: LB: Yeah, most of 'em...
SquirtLaWort: EM: And who are you?
CleoDominic: AX: :he, well I guess its nice to meet you, I'm Alex Indigo, whats yours?:
SquirtLaWort: EM: Ethan Mallove.
CleoDominic: AX: :Thats a nice name.:
SquirtLaWort: EM: um. Thanks..
CleoDominic: AX: ::Steps over next to libby:: :so all these people have powers too?:
YarnKittymon: LB: Yes, though I'm not afraid of them burning down the block...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: Really? Did you make the lightning?
CleoDominic: AX: :I wanna see their power, is that okay with the rest of you?:
YarnKittymon: LB: ::yawns:: You came a little late to see mine. But if the others wish to show you theirs, that's fine with me.
Quantum Catz: BM: Can you even do lightning inside?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns at Becky:: don't tempt him
CleoDominic: AX: :Yes I can, but this old hag over here wont let me.: ::Points to Libby::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::eyes narrow:: Look, Alex. I can always use more freaks for my show, but I'm not sure I need *you.*
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives Alex a nasty look:: How dare you call her that!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::chuckles:: Finally someone with spirit!
CleoDominic: AX: :Aww...sorry, I take it back...here...::Holds his right hand out, and in his palms, forms a lightnting shape heart.::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rolls her eyes:: Maybe not
CleoDominic: AX: :Well it's not for her, it's for you.:
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks incredibly irritated, exhaling sharply::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::turns to libby:: He's going to be a lot of trouble.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs:: I know.: ::a black man suddenly looks through the slightly-open door::
CleoDominic: AX: :?!?:
CleoDominic: ((Alex is in the jazz music, he hangs out with a lot different types of ppls))
YarnKittymon: : ::the man nudges the door open a bit more; he's wearing a rather worn and wet coat, and holding a small furry creature to his chest:: Begging your pardon...may I ask...are y'all *really*...people with...gifts?
CleoDominic: AX: :Why would you like to know? ::Looks at he fuzzy creature::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Looks to Libby:: Who is this?
YarnKittymon: : ::the creature struggles a couple times, but stops::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs; whispering to Ethan:: I'm not sure, but his money's green as anyone else's. If he has any, anyway.
CleoDominic: AX:: :Excuise me, sir, is that lil furry hurt?: ::Walks other to him::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks up at Alex:: It's a cat, sir. Got hit by a car. I can heal 'im, but I'll need the help of someone with a gift.
CleoDominic: AX: :How will you heal him with someone's gift?:
YarnKittymon: : I can heal things, sir, but I need someone with a gift to help.
Quantum Catz: BM: You can heal him? ::takes an uncertain step towards the man::
CleoDominic: AX: :Well I'll help you, what do you want me to do?: ::Steps toward the side, looking at the others::
SquirtLaWort: EM: I wouldn't use his gift, if I wee you.
YarnKittymon: : ::looks a bit relieved; sets the cat down on the floor--it's gray, with a sparkly collar, and bleeding pretty badly; kneels by the cat and looks at Alex, then at Ethan, then at Alex again:: I'll need to hold your hand, sir.
CleoDominic: AX: :Oh, okay: ::holds out his hand::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man pauses, then takes Alex's hand, holding his other hand over the cat and concentrating. The cat's wounds heal in a matter of seconds, the skin re-covering with fur.::
YarnKittymon: ::Alex feels a little drained and tired.::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::shivers at the thought of someone stealing her powers to fuel their own::
SquirtLaWort: ((this reminds me of the Green Mile))
Griffchook: ((Never seen it))
YarnKittymon: ((LOL! I DID see that film, but it was a while ago.))
CleoDominic: AX: :whoa, I thinks I'm gonna go and take a nap.: ::Spins around and then sits ont he ground next to the cat::
Quantum Catz: ((the poor wee mouse was still alive at the end ))
YarnKittymon: : ::the cat gets up, meowing a little::
SquirtLaWort: EM: Amazing!
YarnKittymon: : ::the man stands, bowing a little:: Thank you kindly, sir. ::looks at them all for a moment, then quickly leaves the room::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::notices the cat looking her way and teleports herself away from it:: Yuck, i hate cats
CleoDominic: AX: :heh, nice kitty...heh..:
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks rather puzzled at the whole situation::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks at the small cat:: Why did he leave it here?
CleoDominic: AX: :Zzzz:
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks closer at the cat:: It has a collar. Gaudy, but probably beyond *his* means. Perhaps it's someone else's.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::see Alex asleep:: At lest that guy knocked him out for awhile.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, half-smiling:: Glad it was him...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a pause:: Do you think it'll find its way back home on its own? I think the rain's let up; we could find its owner...
Griffchook: ER: ::goes over to pet the cat:: Reminds me of a cat I used to have...back in England
YarnKittymon: ER: ::goes over to pet the cat:: Reminds me of a cat I used to have...back in England
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rolls her eyes:: You don't actually *like* cats, do you?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Erin:: just ignore her.
Griffchook: ER: Of course! ::cats rubs against Erins knee and purrs::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sticks her tongue out at ethan and glares at the cat::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at everyone:: Well, at any rate, this cat isn't ours. We should put it out, or else find who *does* own it.
Griffchook: ER: Oh... ::looks disappointed::
YarnKittymon: LB: I think it likes you, Erin. Perhaps you could carry it...?
Griffchook: ER: Sure ::scoops up cat into her arms::
YarnKittymon: LB: Anyone want to help us get rid of this thing? ::smiling a little::
SquirtLaWort: EM: Sure it will give me something to do.
YarnKittymon: LB: Becky?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: As long as i don't have to touch it
SquirtLaWort: EM: You don't even have to come you know.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Alex for a moment:: He'll probably stay asleep. ::grumbles a bit:: I should buy insurance...::picks up her coat and puts it on::
Griffchook: ER: ...so how do we find it's owner?
YarnKittymon: LB: Ask around until we find someone who knows whose cat it is. Coney's not that big, and I *doubt* it took the subway...
Griffchook: ER: ::smiles weakly::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::puts on his coat and gloves:: And if we can't find the owner why don't you keep it Erin?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at Ethan a bit, then goes outside:: Hey, the sun's out!
Quantum Catz: BM: You can't steal someone's pet! it's got a collar and everything!
YarnKittymon: LB: Well, she can take care of it until we find its owner.
Griffchook: ER: No - I couldn't anyway. No pets allowed in my apartement ::frowns::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::runs outside, feet splashing in the puddles:: sunshine!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks a little surprised:: They don't let you have a cat?
SquirtLaWort: EM: That's unfortunate.
Griffchook: ER: Not even a goldfish, some silly rent rule ::sticks out her tounge::
SquirtLaWort: EM: If I have to I'll take care of it.
YarnKittymon: LB: Perhaps you need a new apartment, then. ::locks the door behind everyone, then pauses and unlocks it:: I suppose we don't want Alex trapped in there if there's a fire. Even if any fire would probably be his own fault...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks a bit worried:: That guy is dangerous.
Griffchook: ER: ::smiles at Libby's safety conscienceness::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::grins:: He seems like fun
SquirtLaWort: EM: maybe you should stay behind and keep him company.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::puts her hands on her hips:: Anyone would think u were trying to get rid of me
YarnKittymon: LB: ::frowns a bit:: Anyway, let's try down this street.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles at Libby:: okay.
Griffchook: ER: ::gets a better grip on the cat, who doesn't seem to enjoy being carried::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::heads down the street, asking any passers-by if they know the cat::
Griffchook: ER: This is useless, it could belong to ANYONE ::sighs::
YarnKittymon: : ::the cat meows pitifully, trying to get free::
YarnKittymon: : ::a rather large man comes out from a small arcade:: Lucky?
SquirtLaWort: EM: This is your cat? ::points at the small animal::
Griffchook: ER: ::appeals to man:: Please sir, if this is your cat, please take her before she tears my arms to shreads
Quantum Catz: BM: Lucky? That's not really it's name is it?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man laughs a bit:: You found her? Thank you! Thank you! Sure! ::takes the cat out of Erin's arms, petting her::
YarnKittymon: : ::looks at Becky:: Yes, little girl, it is. ::looks up at Libby disapprovingly::
Griffchook: ((Oh, I just made the cat female, take it luckys a girls name?))
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: She's full of spirit, she is...
YarnKittymon: ((Can be either probably; it doesn't matter though ^_^))
Griffchook: ER: ::looks down at her scratched arms:: Yeah, spirit...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs slightly:: I wasn't exactly talking about the cat...
YarnKittymon: : ::the man sees Erin's arms:: Oh, my. I'm so sorry...aah...
Griffchook: ER: Don't worry about it, really. ::takes out a hankerchief and dabs at blood::
Quantum Catz: BM: Cats just aren't nice. I did warn you
YarnKittymon: : Please, please, come inside. There's a bathroom in the back.
Griffchook: ER: ::smiles gratefully:: Thank you ::enters arcade::
YarnKittymon: : ::they go into the small arcade--it's only about twenty feet wide, but a lot deeper; the man leads them through a bunch of novelty games like Diggers, test your grips, and a few old moving-picture-type things. There's two doors in the back; the man opens the one on the right::
Griffchook: ER: ::looks at man, then goes through the door::
YarnKittymon: : ::the bathroom--just a toilet and sink, but they're clean--is inside, with a bar of soap and a rolling hand towel on the wall::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man looks at the others:: How did you find Lucky? ::sets the meowing cat down; the cat meows at the left-side door and the man opens it; the cat runs up the stairs behind it, and the man closes the door again::
SquirtLaWort: EM: A man brought her to us..
YarnKittymon: : ::looks rather puzzled:: Someone stole her?
SquirtLaWort: EM: No. I don't think so.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks to Libby for help::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::rolls her eyes:: *Lucky* decided to play with the cars
YarnKittymon: : ::eyes widen:: She didn't look hurt!
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives Becky a dissaproving look:: She was hurt but she's better now.
YarnKittymon: : How?
Griffchook: ER: ::comes out of the bathroom, arms all nice and cleaned up ^_^:: Oh, where's Lucky gone?
YarnKittymon: : ::smiles widely at Erin:: She went upstairs. Is there anything I can do to thank you for bringing her back?
Griffchook: ER: ::smiles back:: Oh, it was really no trouble at all...don't worry about it
YarnKittymon: : I could win you a prize, buy you lunch, give you a kitten...
Griffchook: ER: ::surprised:: Give me a kitten?
YarnKittymon: : I've got several; one of my other cats just had a litter...
Griffchook: ER: ::eyes widen:: I'd LOVE a kitten! But..oh, my apartment doesn't allow pets ::wrinkles her nose::
YarnKittymon: : ::frowns:: Well, your superintendent doesn't have to know, does he?
Griffchook: ER: Well...I suppose... ::grins:: Could I really have a kitten?
YarnKittymon: : ::smiles:: You can have the whole basketful if you'd like, pretty lady.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::moans:: I hate cats!
SquirtLaWort: EM: No one asked you.
YarnKittymon: : ::looks at Becky, then Erin:: Is that your sister, then?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks rather offended:: How old do you think I am?
Griffchook: ER: Becky? Hardly!
Quantum Catz: BM: Who'd want a sister that likes cats?
YarnKittymon: : ::smiles apologetically:: I'm sorry; I'm sorry. ::holds out his hand to Erin:: My name's Raymond.
Griffchook: ER: ::shakes hand:: I'm Erin.
Griffchook: ER: Ermm, can I see your kittens then? ::looks to Libby for permission::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs, wishing these people didn't always have to be talking about the things that she didn't like::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: Fine with me.
YarnKittymon: : ::smiles:: I'll go up and get them, then. ::pauses, then pulls a handful of change out of his pocket; hands it to Becky:: All of you can keep yourself amused 'til I get back if you like.
Griffchook: ER: ::laughs:: What a nice gentleman.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::once the man has gone upstairs; softly:: I think he fancies you, Erin.
Griffchook: ER: ::blushes:: Nah, I bet he's like that with everyone...
Quantum Catz: BM: D'you want this money? i don't feel like playing
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: Well, he didn't seem that way towards me...::looks down at Becky:: Not right now, thank you.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::teleports herself away to the front of the building, leaning against the doorway, looking out at the sunny sky::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::give Libby an odd look:: don't tell me that guy offened you.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs slightly:: Perhaps a little. But that's what you get on Coney Island sometimes. I just didn't expect it in the off-season.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::sighs:: It's not worth it to get upset over little things like that.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: Just--inferring that Erin was my *daughter*? It was a little much, don't you think?
YarnKittymon: RY: ::comes downstairs, holding a basketful of mostly calico kittens, all about six weeks old::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::nods agreeing with Libby::
Griffchook: ER: ::runs over to basket:: Oh! The're all so cute!
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles:: I couldn't bear to get rid of them...even though I've already too many cats of my own...
SquirtLaWort: EM: Are you going to take them all, Erin?
Griffchook: ER: ::laughs:: I shouldn't even be taking one... ::picks up the smallest kitten, mostly gray:: I think that this ones the sweetest ::smiles:: What do you think Ethan?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles:: That kitten is adorible. You should keep it.
Griffchook: ER: ::looks at RY:: Do they have names?
YarnKittymon: RY: ::shakes his head:: No; once you name them, you have to keep them, I think.
Griffchook: ER: I totally agree. Would it be alright to have this one then? ::tickles the gray kitten::
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles widely:: Please, take it. If there's anything else I could do for you...anything at all...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::adressed Raymond:: Excuse me.
YarnKittymon: RY: Yes?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Would it be alright if I take a kitten?
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles widely:: Please! ::holds the basket out to him::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::goes outside, leans against the wall next to Becky::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Smiles:: thanks! ::looks for one with green eyes::
Griffchook: ER: ::blushes, hugging the kitten to her chest:: Thank you very much Mr((whatever his second name is *_*))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly:: i don't think i belong here libby
YarnKittymon: : ::they all seem to have yellow eyes, but one has a kind of yellowy-green::
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles widely:: You're welcome, Erin. You can call me Raymond. Or Ray. Or whatever you'd like.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a pause, softly:: I can't imagine what it would be like, living 70-odd years in the future. I doubt I'll live that long, myself...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Picks up the kitten with Yellow-green eyes:: This is the one.
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles:: If you know anyone else who'd like a kitten, send them this way, all right?
Quantum Catz: BM: You're the first person who's ever really wanted me around. Unless you count...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at the girl curiously::
SquirtLaWort: EM: I will. Thank you.
Quantum Catz: BM: Never mind. You don't want to hear about *him*
YarnKittymon: RY: Where are you folks from, anyway? There's not too many visitors on Coney in the off-season.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Try me.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::hesitates:: You won't like it. You seem so determined that it's okay to be different... if I tell you...
SquirtLaWort: EM: I'm here to work actually.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::a little surprised:: What's wrong?
YarnKittymon: RY: In March?
Griffchook: ER: ::grins:: Same.
SquirtLaWort: EM: Well the job dosen't start till April.
SquirtLaWort: ((Is that right? April?))
YarnKittymon: RY: Hm. What kind of job?
YarnKittymon: ((Kind of May, though Libby was hoping to have weekend shows perhaps before Memorial Day (which is the time the season really starts)))
SquirtLaWort: ((Opps!))
Quantum Catz: BM: ::whispers:: He was a scientist. He loved cats. Used to always talk about his old cat Tigger. I was part of one of his experiments...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Experiments?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::the kitten meows loadly:: Me and Erin are going to be in a Freak Show.
YarnKittymon: RY: ::rather surprised:: Really? But...you two look so...well, normal...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks up at libby uncertainly, knowing that she shouldn't tell the woman the truth:: In the labs...for people like us...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::laughs:: It's not that type of Freak Show. We.. well we have powers.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks puzzled:: Labs? Laboratories? I don't understand.
YarnKittymon: RY: ::smiles at Erin:: Powers?
Griffchook: ER: ::laughs as her kitten plays with her earings. Looks up when she hears her name:: Yeah, you must have heard of 'varients'
YarnKittymon: RY: ::shakes his head, puzzled::
Griffchook: ((oh, you didn't say my name...nm ^_-))
Griffchook: ER: ::frowns:: There are a lot more in Europe, it would seem...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: varient labs - for experiments on 'freaks'
YarnKittymon: RY: ::frowns, then snaps his fingers:: Oh! I think I've heard of them...there's an island on the other side of the country for people like them, I think.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::eyes widen:: What are you talking about?
SquirtLaWort: EM: An island?
Quantum Catz: BM: That's what's going to happen in the future... ::tries to hide the tears welling up in her eyes:: I'm sorry, Libby. I shouldn't be telling you this
YarnKittymon: RY: ::shrugs:: I've never been, but it's on a few maps.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::runs a hand over Becky's hair, gently:: Don't cry...it's all right...
Griffchook: ER: Whats the name of this island?
YarnKittymon: RY: ::frowns:: I don't quite remember. Something like "Kettle Island," but not quite.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks shocked:: There's really an island full of veriants?!
YarnKittymon: RY: If you call people with powers variants, then yeah, I think so. You'd have to look it up in a book to find out more about it, though; I really don't know much.

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