YarnKittymon: : ::that night, Sara has a strange dream of a cloaked masked figure touching the doctor as she sleeps, then is suddenly awaked by the sound of Daniel coughing::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::blinks and looks at Daniel, concernedly:: Are you okay?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::coughs a little more before he gets control of himself; a little hoarsely:: It feels a little like a hairball but it won't come out.
Quantum Catz: SA: ::nuzzles his neck:: I want to go home; i don't like it here anymore
YarnKittymon: DN: ::whines softly:: The doctor won't let us.
Quantum Catz: SA ::snarls slightly:: I don't like that doctor
YarnKittymon: DN: ::coughs again:: We can fight her, can't we?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls:: Sammy'd get mad...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::softly:: Well, we can ask her...
Quantum Catz: SA: ::lowers her head:: Stupid doctor. Stupid mouse thing...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::gets out of bed and pads over to try the doorknob; it's locked; mews::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::growls::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::in the room next-door, wakes to the sound of the cats sounding dissatisfied; shakes her mother, who's in bed with her:: Mama...
Maeve Owens: KY: :::groans, her eyes opening slightly::: What is it? :::coughs:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::closes her eyes; quietly:: I hear cats, and I don't hear the doctor. Do you think she left us?
Maeve Owens: KY: No, I'm sure she's still sleeping. :::her eyes open even more and she glances towards the door:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::more insistently:: I don't hear her, Mama!
Quantum Catz: SA: ::murmurs:: I had a funny dream about the doctor...
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::sits upright, coughing, and then lays back down, too tired to stay sitting; loudly, through the wall:: What about?
Maeve Owens: KY: :::weakly, she sits up as well::: What about what?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::flicks an ear and stands up, stretching: There was this dark person, all hidden, touching her....
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she hears what the cat says and she struggles to get out of the bed::: Okay. I'm going to go find her. :::looks at her daughter::: You stay here okay?
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::nods soberly, curling back up in bed again::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::quietly, to Sara:: Do you think she'll let us out?
Maeve Owens: KY: :::walks over to the door and tries to turn the knob:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the door is unlocked::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she opens the doors and walks out, looking around:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there doesn't seem to be anyone about; it's rather quiet::
YarnKittymon: : ::Kayaran can pick up on a faint and unpleasant scent coming from upstairs::
Maeve Owens: KY: ::::holds her breath, a sour expression on her face. Her heart is racing but she takes a few steps towards the stairs:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::goes up to the door and hits it with her paw, curling her claws in :: Not if you're coughing...
YarnKittymon: DN: ::softly:: We can knock it down...or maybe the other one will let us out...
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she pauses for a moment at the bottom, listening for anymore noises before slowly ascending the steps:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's three doors at the top of the stairs; two, a guest room and a bathroom, are open::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::glances in the rooms that are open::::
YarnKittymon: : ::the two aforementioned rooms are empty and unmussed::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::looks at Daniel; a bit worriedly:: What if we are ill? I don't want to be sick..
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she turns towards the closed door. She coughs a little, covering her mouth to muffle the noise. She brases herself against the wall for a moment before knocking on the door:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::just mrrs softly::
YarnKittymon: : ::the cats hear the doorknob rattle, and in a few moments the little mouse-girl has opened the door for them::
YarnKittymon: : ::no one answers::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::tries the doorknob:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the door is unlocked; inside, the doctor is lying in bed, curled up under a pile of blankets nearly a foot thick, her eyes closed::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she approaches the bed cautiously::: Doctor?
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor doesn't move::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::backs away from the door:: You letting us out?
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::nods, looking at Sara; softly:: You should stay away from us...we're sick...
Maeve Owens: KY: :::a coughing fit racks her small frame and she stops, her eyes dart nervously around the room. Once her coughing has subsided she makes her way closer to the bed, her legs shaking slightly, either from fright or excertion:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls:: Dan was coughing too...
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor's eyes are shut, but her mouth is slightly open; she's still, and has the scent of something dead::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrrs, staying in the room::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::softly, her eyes wet:: Then he's probably sick too. You should...::coughs::...should go to a different room...
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls again, looking at Dan a bit worriedly::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::looks horrified but digs up enough courage to check for a pulse, once again holding her breath:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::softly, looking at the floor:: I wanna see Becky.
YarnKittymon: : ::the doctor's wrist is cold::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::swishes her tail, nervously:: I wanna go home
Maeve Owens: ((does that mean she knows for sure that she is dead?))
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::coughs again, leaning heavily against the door for support:: We can't...see people...or we'll make them sick too...::coughs again::
YarnKittymon: ((I think so))
Maeve Owens: ((and i'm guessing theres no clues laying around to clue her in how she died?))
Maeve Owens: KY: :::sucks in a horrified gasp and backs up a ways, her eyes darting around the room again:::
YarnKittymon: ((though they did used to mistake people for dead pretty recently...and if there are it's like phlegm and that's not very nice to find ^^;;; ))
Maeve Owens: ((whats that?))
YarnKittymon: : ::there's not really anything around the room, though it looks like the doctor might've coughed up some blood on the top blanket::
YarnKittymon: ((The mucus-y stuff you cough up when you're sick; I'm too lazy to look up the spelling))
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she darts out of the room, tripping over her own tail::: Paelith! Paelith! :::stumbles down the stairs:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::tries to go towards her mother but falls to the ground:: Mama...
Maeve Owens: KY: :::goes towards her daughters voice, when she rounds the corner she cries out, dropping down to the ground next to her daughter::: Are you okay? What happened? :::frantically checking her daughter over::: We need to leave...
Quantum Catz: SA: ::uncertainly:: What's wrong...?
YarnKittymon: ((Traditionally touching a body would make a Jewish person unclean too ^^;;; ))
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::softly:: I thought we couldn't? We'd make other people sick?
Maeve Owens: KY: :::her voice breaking::: The doctor's dead.
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::takes her mother's hand; softly:: We made her sick, didn't we?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls worriedly, backing away a step::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::shakes her head::: I dont know honey. I dont know what to think. The authorities need to be notified anyway. :::looks over at the cats::: What did the cloaked man in your dream look like?
Quantum Catz: SA: It was just a silly dream
YarnKittymon: DN: ::suddenly coughs again::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::shakes her head again::: Dreams are given to us for a reason. And now the doctor up there is dead. If she had gotten sick then I most likely should have gone before her. :::glances over at Daniel, concerned:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::weakly, looking at Sara:: Send...::coughs::...her out...she's not sick.
Maeve Owens: KY: :::looks over at Sara::: No coughing? fatigue? ::glances over at Daniel briefly::: Problems breathing?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::shakes her head and then looks at Dan too::
Maeve Owens: KY: Then you should leave Sara. Go home and rest there for a few days. Okay?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::his ears go back; hoarsely:: My throat feels funny.
Maeve Owens: KY: ::looks over at him sadly before glancing back at Sara::: And I need you to go get the police on your way home. Can you do that for me?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::nuzzles Dan and then looks at Karayan:: But what if they think i'm really ill and i just ran off. They'll get mad at me
Maeve Owens: KY: :::shakes her head::; No they wont, and if they do, just tell them to bring it up with me. It's safer if you do it. As long as you're not coughing they should realize. You need to tell them the doctor is dead and we need help.
Quantum Catz: SA: ::hesitates and then nods:: But...what about Dan? He'll be okay, right?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::mrrs sadly:: Tell Becky I miss her.
Maeve Owens: KY: :::smiles weakly at her:: Yeah, he'll get better. The quicker you get back with help. :::glances over at Daniel sadly:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::looks at Dan:: I...will ::moves to the front door::
YarnKittymon: : ::the door sticks when Sara tries to open it::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::nods::: Thank you. :::looks back at her daughter:::: We should get you back in bed.
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::softly:: You too...
Quantum Catz: ((is she pushing or pulling..?))
Maeve Owens: KY: :::softly::: Yeah, me too. ::reaches for her daughter, trying to help her up::: Come on.
YarnKittymon: ((Pulling))
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::coughs again, turning away from her mother, and then tries to stand, unsteadily::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::pads over on all fours to support them, unhappily::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::pulls harder on the door::
YarnKittymon: : ::the door suddenly gives; there's a board firmly nailed over the door's frame, with a couple nails driven through, formerly into the door itself::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::struggles to her feet as well, trying to hold up herself and Paelith. She glances down at Daniel, appreciation in her eyes::: Thank you. :::tries to lead them back to their room and help Paelith back into bed:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::nearly falls, but manages to get into bed somehow::
Quantum Catz: ((like a board making it impossible to get out?))
YarnKittymon: ((No, just one board, probably about halfway up the door, though I should've specified ^^;;; ))
Quantum Catz: SA: ::hesitates, glancing back into the room again, and then walks under the board. She doesn't want to go to the police, as she's sure they won't be happy with her, so she walks along, looking rather guilty and nervous::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::pulls the blankets over her daughter, not attempting to climb in. She smiles at her and walks away; calling out to Daniel::: Back to bed for you too. :::goes off to search for the medicine the doctor was giving to them:::
YarnKittymon: : ::Sara is suddenly stopped by a breathless guard, who's wearing a paper mask and looks rather frightened, though he tries to sound calm:: What are you doing out, sweetheart?
YarnKittymon: : ::the medicine is in the front room, easily spotted, with a clean spoon next to it::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::curls up on the floor, miserably, murmuring something about Becky::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::she picks it up and returns to her daugher's room:::
Quantum Catz: SA: They said i wasn't ill...they said i had to tell you the doctor was... ::looks down:: The doctor was dead...
Maeve Owens: KY: :::reads the label on the bottle to make sure it's time for another dose and to see how much she's suppose to give her:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::softly:: I don't think it's any good.
YarnKittymon: : ::the label is just handwritten, and says the name of the medicine, with the dosage at one spoonful; it doesn't say how often it's to be given::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::glances down at her daughter::: Why do you say that?
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard steps back involuntarily, then tries to seem calm, taking great care not to touch Sara:: All right, honey; we'll take care of it. You need to get back to the doctor's, okay?
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::lays down; quietly:: I don't feel any better. ::starts to shiver::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::uncaps the medicine and pours a some into the spoon::: Well, just to make sure lets take some, okay?
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::makes a face, not sitting up::
Maeve Owens: KY: Come on Paelith. Please? Do it for me at least? :::coughs, almost spilling the medicine out of the spoon:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::her ears go back:: But they said i wasn't ill. Dan was coughing already...but i don't feel ill...
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::tries to sit up for her mother's sake, but falls down on the bed again::
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard cringes; softly:: Go back and wait outside the doctor's house, all right? I'll be by in a few minutes.
Maeve Owens: KY: :::sadly, she sits down on the bed and helps her to sit up, bringing the spoon up:::
YarnKittymon: PQ: ::weakly takes the medicine, still grimacing::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls:: Can't i go home?
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard shakes his head:: We'll see, sweetheart, okay?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mumbles:: Okay
YarnKittymon: : ::the guard escorts Sara back to the front of the doctor's office, then goes to find the cat's "mother"::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::leaves the room to go see to Daniel:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::is still on the floor of the room he and Sara had shared, not quite asleep, curled up::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::weakly, she kneels down next to Daniel::: Daniel? come on, I need you to take some medicine now. Okay?
YarnKittymon: DN: ::sits up for Kayaran; quietly:: I'm scared.
Maeve Owens: KY: :::smiles weakly at him , pouring some medicine into the spoon::: Theres no reason to be scared. You're gonna take this and get all better... okay? :::holds up the spoon for him to take some:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::takes the medicine obediently, not even commenting on the taste::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::smiles again::: Thats good. You get some rest okay? :::she goes to get up but cant quite manage too:::
YarnKittymon: DN: ::gets up and goes over to the bed, away from Karayan::
Maeve Owens: SY: :::theres a small figure running down the street towards the doctors office, looking rather frantic. She has short jet black hair and bright green eyes that are fixed on Sara:::
Maeve Owens: KY: :::crawls over to the table and uses it to try and help herself up::: Sorry Daniel. :::shakily she makes her way back into her daughters room and makes it just before she collapses:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::her eyes light up and she runs towards Sammy:: Sammy!
Maeve Owens: SY: :::worriedly::: Sara! Are you alright?
Quantum Catz: SA: They said we couldn't leave and then i had this dream and then Dan was coughing and then the doctor was dead. And...and they wanted me to tell someone...and they said i wasn't ill but Dan was...
Maeve Owens: SY: :::reaches her, kneeling down and looking her over::: You're not ill? Are you sure? :::looks very hopeful:::
Quantum Catz: SA: They said i wasn't ::looks back at the doctor's office:: But Dan was coughing - he's going to be okay, isn't he?
Maeve Owens: SY: ::smiles::: I'm sure he will be. :::hugs Sara:: I'm just glad you are!
Quantum Catz: SA: The doctor died...i don't want Dan to die... ::nuzzles Sammy, looking worried:;
Maeve Owens: SY: I know you dont. I dont want him to die either. Was the doctor sick?
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mewls:: I don't know...she shut us in that room away from the mouse-woman...
Maeve Owens: SY: :::smiles::: Maybe we should just get you home.
Quantum Catz: SA: Dan...Dan wanted me to tell Becky he missed her...
Maeve Owens: SY: :::bites her lip::: Well... I dont know where Becky is right now and I think we should get you home.
Quantum Catz: SA: But i said i would...if they don't want me to see people...can't you tell her?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::nods::: Sure. After we get you home and you're fast alseep. :::she stands up, smiling down at Sara:::
Quantum Catz: SA: ::mutters:: I don't want to sleep...i was stuck in that room for *ages* and it was *boring*...there wasn't anything else to do but sleep...
Maeve Owens: SY: Well, then you can rest in your room and listen to the radio. I just want you to take it easy okay? Just in case... :::starts heading off towards their house:::
Quantum Catz: SA: I'm fine...i don't feel ill at all...

Maeve Owens: SY: :::theres a knock at Becky's door:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::answers the door, a little surprised to see Sara's mother there:: Is anything wrong? More wrong?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::quietly::: Yes. and No. I need to speak with Becky.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head; quietly:: I'll try to get her. Hang on. ::goes back to wherever he left Becky::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::is just sitting on a chair in her living room; she looks up when he comes back in:: Who was it?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::shifts from foot to foot, glancing casually around the room from her position at the door:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: It's Sammy...she says she needs to talk to you.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::teleports to the front door, hand tightly gripping her prayer beads, and immediately asks:: What is it? Do you know something about Dan and Sara? Are they okay?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::jumps a little at Becky's sudden appearence but a slight smile tugs at the corner of her mouth before disappearing into a frown; sadly::: Yes. Sara wanted me to deliver a message from Dan. He says he misses you. :::gives her a sympathetic smile:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::hears Becky from the other room and walks back to the doorway, frowning::
Quantum Catz: BM: Sara? You were talking to her? Why...did the doctor let her out and not Dan?

Maeve Owens: SY: I just dropped Sara off at home to rest. Dan... he... he woke up with a cough.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at Becky, rather troubled::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::blinks and looks down:: Oh...right...um...are they sure Sara's okay then?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::nods::: Thats what they said, and she has yet to develope any of the symptoms. I'm keeping her at home for a while just in case. :::theres a brief pause::: Did you hear the doctor was dead?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::takes a deep breath before talking:: From the flu?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at Becky as if he wants to hug her, but satisfies himself with jamming his hands into his jean pockets::
Maeve Owens: SY: It appears to be. Although it took her out pretty quickly if it was.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::murmurs:: Yeah...overnight ::pauses:: Is the mouse...woman...still alive?
Maeve Owens: SY: :::quietly::: As far as I know.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly, though he's probably not helping much:: The doctor's immune system was probably weakened from being out so long looking for the girl. Daniel's had plenty of rest.
Maeve Owens: SY: :::nods::: Well, I better get back to Sara. I'm sure he'll be fine. Try not to worry okay? Maybe the medicine is just taking a bit longer to take affect.
Maeve Owens: SY: :::gives Becky what she hopes is a reassuring smile and turns to leave:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::nods, although she doesn't entirely seem to be listening::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::when he can't stand the silence any longer:: It'll be all right, Becky.
Maeve Owens: SY: :::quietly leaves, feeling guilty about being the bringer of not so good news:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::softly; after Sammy leaves:: What if...that woman dies and he's left there...all on his own?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: They'll send someone in to help him.
Quantum Catz: BM: Who'll go in with the doctor dead but me?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quickly:: You can't go in there!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sharply:: I won't leave him on his own with some dying stranger either
YarnKittymon: TY: He's not on his own anyway! The mouse-woman is there!
Quantum Catz: BM: And what about when she dies? Who's going to come out and tell people then?
YarnKittymon: TY: He'll leave a note or something.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::slams the front door closed and moves back to the living room:; IT'll be a nice thing for him to wake up to, anyway
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: They'll bring another doctor in or something. They're not *that* heartless or cowardly.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: Right...another stranger
YarnKittymon: TY: It's not going to do anyone any good if you get sick! And I wouldn't be able to help you at all, Becky, you know that?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::knocks on Becky's door:::
Quantum Catz: BM: I *know* but i can't just leave him there!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::either ignores the door or just doesn't hear it::
YarnKittymon: TY: Write him a letter! He can read, right?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::bangs on the door again while shouting::: Hello? Are ya going to open this door or do I have to burn a hole through it?
Quantum Catz: BM: :turns at Maeve's voice, although she glances back at Toby to say, as she walks to the door:: I'm sure tht would be really comforting for him "sorry, dan, i can't come in - have fun dying why don't you£
YarnKittymon: TY: ::trying not to raise his voice:: Then *fix* it!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: Don't bring *that* into it all over again! ::yanks the door open::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles uneasily at Becky::: Hey.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: Hi...
Maeve Owens: MV: How are you holding up?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::turns away from the door, assuming Maeve'll just follow her in:: Well considering the doctor's apparently dead and Sara's been let out but Dan hasn't cos he was coughing...i'm doing just great...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes towards Becky's house, not wearing the paper mask she's been wearing around town and in her shop, to try to convince shoppers to keep shopping; she's carrying a wooden basket, and hears the argument coming from the house; slows her pace a bit::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at Maeve helplessly::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::does in fact follow Becky in, closing the door behind her::: Yeah, I heard about that. At least he isn't completely without care. :::smiles weakly at Toby:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: What care? The woman who brought the stupid flu in the first place?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::stands outside the door, not sure what to do::
Maeve Owens: MV: Better then nobody at all until the new doctor arrives.
Quantum Catz: BM: Unless she suddenly keels over too of course
Maeve Owens: ((what is the scoop on the doctor anyway? would any new info on what happened to her? and how long until the new doc?))
YarnKittymon: ((I don't even know if they've brought the body down yet, and I'm also not sure they can get a doctor to take what he/she might think is a death sentence; they're pretty scared. Donald will probably put out a call on the radio asking for help, but as to if it will come...))
Maeve Owens: MV: I'm sorry Becky. I'm sure he'll be fine. They're keeping a close eye on whats going on. If she does they'll send someone else.
Maeve Owens: ((then how would they get better?))
YarnKittymon: ((If they can keep anyone else from getting sick, the people who are sick will either get better or die...there's not much they could do against the real flu outbreak of 1918))
Quantum Catz: ((well becky's thining...tehy don't...tey just get left to die...)
Maeve Owens: ((is there a cure around today?))
YarnKittymon: ((Not a bit of it; that's why SARS scares everyone so much))
Quantum Catz: BM: No, they won't! If she dies then they'll leave him to rot so no one else gets ill
YarnKittymon: ((They can put you on fluids and oxygen to help you, but if we had another bird flu like 1918, it would have similar results, really...which was at least a million dead in America; I don't have the exact numbers))
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finally knocks on the door, timidly::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::jumps, whirling around to look at the door:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: What, is there a newletter going out or something? ::though she doesn't move to answer the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, it's called the radio's news station.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::opens the door, almost as hesitantly as Libby knocked::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::comes in, gripping the basket tightly:: I guess I came at a bad time...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sits down in a chair, trembling slightly::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::hands the basket to Becky; quietly:: I'll leave if you like. I had some free time today so I baked some muffins. I made a meatloaf for Daniel as well, but I didn't have that much ground beef, and I didn't think you'd much like it anyway.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::takes the basket and then half-collapses over it, hiding her face in her arms::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::weakly:: Even if you don't think it does any good, the whole town's praying for them, Becky.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sniffs:: Well it obviously didn't or the doctor wouldn't be dead, would she?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks a little hurt, and doesn't reply::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::trying to sound hopeful::: Everything happens for a reason, maybe a better doctor is on the way now.
Quantum Catz: BM: If it...if it really is the flu...even...even a doctor from my time wouldn't make much difference...
Maeve Owens: MV: I dont know, what the perscribed treatment in the future? Are the odds any better?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head silently::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::tries to stifle the sound of her crying::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::goes over to Becky and puts a hand on her shoulder, silently leaning down next to her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: He'll get better, Becky. But if there's anything I can do...
Quantum Catz: BM: ::pushes Toby's hand away and sits up, quickly wiping at her tears:: I'm fine...i'll be fine. I just want...to be with him...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::weakly:: If it gets out past the doctor's office, no one could stop you from going in, since you'd already be exposed. Since we'd *all* be exposed.
Quantum Catz: BM: I don't *care* about that - he shouldn't be on his own - he's just a kid
YarnKittymon: LB: ::wipes her eyes, her mascara running::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::trembles:: Maybe he was better off when his people tried to take him back - what have i done for him but make him more human and lead him to this? None of you would even be here if it wasn't for me and Toby
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quickly:: Don't say that.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces:::
YarnKittymon: LB: Daniel loves you, Becky. There's nothing you could've done to change that.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:::
Quantum Catz: BM: Love isn't always a good thing, i guess ::puts the basket down and stands up, although she doesn't seem to know what to do with herself; flexing her hands nervously::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly:: Do you want us to go?
Quantum Catz: BM: I... ::looks around for something to focus on and moves to the window, though she doesn't really look out of it:: It doesn't matter
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sighs; softly:: It doesn't matter if I go back today, either. ::looks at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::theres a worried look on her face and shes shifting back and forth. Feeling pretty worthless:::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I think the show can go on without me for a day...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::softly, without the heart to really tease much:: Your beau won't be worried?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::glares at Libby::: I..he's not... uhg. I dont care if he is. Hes been attached to my side for so long its about time I got some air to breathe. :::sighs:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks at Maeve, without even having the heart to smile::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sharply, half to herself:: This is so unfair; Dan doesn't deserve this, i'm sure he can't
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head; softly:: He doesn't, but there's bad things in the world.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly, though he sounds a bit frustrated:: And *some* of us can't do a thing to stop them.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::turns to look at Toby:: What's that supposed to mean?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::doesn't look at Becky:: I know you *won't*, but you *could* go keep him from getting sick. It doesn't matter *who* asks me for help; there's nothing I could do.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::becomes fixated on a spot in the ground feeling out of place with the fight thats about to take place. She glances uneasily at Libby:::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sharply:: There's a *reason* i won't and you know it
YarnKittymon: LB: ::is clearly debating the merits of leaving the room, though she doesn't move::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::timidly::: Maybe you shouldn't focuss on what hasn't happened yet... or *wont* ever happen...
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looking at Becky:: Anyway, you don't know what would have happened any better than I do!
Quantum Catz: BM: That's not the point! Do you think if i take this bad thing away from him that another one won't come in its place? That's not the way life works - i mean look at Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces again, becoming even more uncomfortable. She ducks her head, letting her hair fall forward to cover the most visible scar she has:::
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, what happened to Maeve wasn't just an *accident,* was it? I'm sure glad she did it, but she wasn't an innocent caught up in something that wasn't her fault!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::looks rather confused; glances at Maeve; whispers:: We should go.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gulps::: I think I'd better just... :::turns to towards the door:::
Quantum Catz: BM: That doesn't mean it won't come back around - it's called karma, Toby - you know about that, right?
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, even you said you weren't so sure about that anymore, didn't you? You're right; he *doesn't* deserve it!
YarnKittymon: LB: ::follows Maeve to the door, frowning::
Quantum Catz: BM: ::turns away:: Then he'll get *good* karma for dealing with it
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quickly walks over to the door and pulls it open:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head:: If you really think that's true, why are you so upset?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::hurries out after Maeve, just looking baffled:: Do you know what they were talking about? About you?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::closes the door, looking rather guilty::: I guess its about the Madison estate and them changing what happened...
YarnKittymon: LB: ::blinks; softly:: Oh...but you're not...not worse now, are you? You don't...don't wish you were dead?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: Am i not allowed to get upset over bad things now? Maybe i'm not such a great Buddhist but i'm trying ::sighs:: It felt more real to me before i had a body ::coldly:: And besides, christian's go to heaven when they die, don't they? How come they get so upset if it's so great
YarnKittymon: TY: Because they'll *miss* them! If Daniel just comes back maybe he'll be reborn as an orphan *human* and you can just take care of him again!
Maeve Owens: MV: Um... :::winces::: no? Of course not... :::walks away:::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::follows Maeve, grabbing her arm:: Maeve!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she gasps, nearly jumping out of her skin::: What?!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::covers her face with her hand for a moment:: Maybe religion's just all a lie. What do i care about Buddhism - i only started it cos the meditation helped keep me alive when i was weak - wht's it ver done for me? Maybe we all just turn to dust and disappear - the what the hell's the point?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::after a pause, softly:: I'm sorry we didn't find you sooner.
YarnKittymon: TY: How can you stand to think like that? To think Daniel'll be gone forever if he doesn't make it? And if you *do* think that, then what does it matter if you go back and change things, even if it kills people, as long as the people you like are OK?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sighs::: Theres nothing for you to be sorry about Libby. It happened, its over. Time to move on.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::quietly:: Does it still bother you?
Quantum Catz: BM: I don't know ::turns to glare at Toby:: Are you happy? I don't *know*. I'm just trying to do what *i* think is right - is that *really* such a bad thing? They met that woman in the forest, what if she'd been going to the orphanage? What's a house full of kids with no families if Dan's alright, right?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::cringes:: I didn't say that!
Maeve Owens: MV: No, I'm fine.
Quantum Catz: BM: Yes, you did - you just don't like me putting real people into your equation
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles weakly::
YarnKittymon: TY: But even so--if he dies, then you can try to fix it...and if that makes things worse, change things back. You can't imagine that just once it might be for the best?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles weakly back at her::: So now what? Back to work?
Quantum Catz: BM: I can't just *change things back* - it's not like there's a switch you pull and everything goes back to the start - and remember what i said about the stupid butterfly? one small thing can change any number of things and i don't have any telepathic way of knowing any of them
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shrugs:: Not much sense in it for me...people across the island are listening to your broadcasts, but no one in town has much interest in shopping right now, and there's no tourists.
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, you could change them back to be good enough.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Then I guess its back to work for me then. See if I cant involve myself in anymore arguments. :::sighs::
Quantum Catz: BM: So long as it actually *looked* like it'd gone bad of course, cos i'd have to know everything about the person and their family and be able to find out all the differences just to see
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles at Maeve a little:: Take care.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::a little coldly:: Well, if you hadn't forced Christa to turn against me, *I* would've kept him safe.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: It's not like it took much convincing - at least she understood
YarnKittymon: TY: What, do you think I'm stupid?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she waves goodbye and heads on towards the station again:::
Quantum Catz: BM: No, cos i don't think you're even *trying* to understand - you've just gone and decided that i'm wrong cos it seems heartless without even wanting to know why it isn't
YarnKittymon: TY: I know why you don't think it is...because you think something worse will happen if you do. Do you really think what we did for Maeve was worse? Dying's dying, and at least she'll have a few more years, have a kid to show for it!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: Why do we always have to go through this when something bad happens? i've argued this with you a hundred times already - does saying it any different make it sound any better?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::turns away:: I hope I never love someone enough to just let nature take its course when something goes wrong.
Quantum Catz: BM: Well i'd hope you'd do it for me cos i wouldn't want to be saved by your inability to leave things be
YarnKittymon: TY: If I would've just *left things be* you wouldn't have a body!
Quantum Catz: BM: No, i'd be dead - and Dan wouldn't be stuck in that office and you and Libby wouldn't be here in Marquis when-- ::stops:: And Maeve would't be forcing herself to like Donald for the sake of Oliver and worrying about some stranger coming to kill her a few years down the line
YarnKittymon: TY: Daniel would be on Coney Island on a leash, and God knows what *I'd* be up to. And Maeve would be dead...I hate Donald more than you do, but even I'd rather be pretending to be in love with him than *dead.*
Quantum Catz: BM: ::looks away:: Death is just death, besides...if i had just gone...she might not even be dead - she wouldn't have tried to save me after all...
YarnKittymon: TY: And maybe we'd have all been killed...or maybe Donald and the rest would be immortal. I'm sure *that* would be *great* for the space-time continuum. Can't you see how pointless it is? Anything you do changes things; why is using your powers different?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: Then maybe i just shouldn't *be* here at all - maybe i was stupid to think i could just stop in 1928 and be happy there
YarnKittymon: TY: Neither of us *belongs* here, but we weren't exactly having a good time where we came from, either!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sighs:: I did have fun sometimes...it was easier when it didn't really matter...maybe loneliness wasn't such a hard price to pay...it wouldn't be if it would stop everyone else from suffering
YarnKittymon: TY: They're still gonna suffer...you just won't be there to care about it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::mutters:: Well maybe it'd be easier on *me* then - maybe i'm just selfish and stupid, maybe i' have been all along
YarnKittymon: TY: ::not very loudly:: Maybe you *are* selfish.
Quantum Catz: BM: What do you care anyway? The only reason this's even an issue for you, the only reason you're even here, is that Dominick got it into his head that it was a good idea to bring you hear
YarnKittymon: TY: And you're starting to wish he hadn't, aren't you? Then you could be free to mope all you wanted, because no one else would tell you you can change it.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: I'm not moping! I'm just not going to go messing around with time because i feel like it!
YarnKittymon: TY: It's not because you feel like it; it's because he *needs* you!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::her eyes fill with tears although she quickly turns away:: Does that mean every person who might die, or does die, needs me? I'd quite happy go in there right now and stay with him, flu or no flu - isn't that enough?
YarnKittymon: TY: That's changing things too...you might teleport off and get the whole *island* sick. That'd be a *lot* worse than just keeping him from catching it.

Quantum Catz: BM: ::snaps:: Then i just won't leave, will i?
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, what if you get Libby and me sick?
Quantum Catz: BM: Well if i'm not leaving the building then i'm not likely to see either of you, am i?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::grabs Becky's wrist, frightened:: You can't get sick!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::yanks her writst out of his grip:: I just don't want to leave Dan
YarnKittymon: TY: You're not leaving him! You're dointg the best thing you can for him!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::covers her face in her hands:: It's not good enough. I hate this, it's too hard - why is everything always so hard?
YarnKittymon: TY: He's hardly even sick. Everyone's overreacting; he'll be *fine*!
Quantum Catz: BM: You don't *know* that!
YarnKittymon: TY: Then go up a couple years and make sure!
Quantum Catz: BM: What difference would that make? I *won't* change time over it!
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, if he's gone you'll know you have to say goodbye to him at least, and if he doesn't die, you can stop worrying!
Quantum Catz: BM: ::winces:: Why can't you just leave me be? Why can't you let me deal with this my own way?
YarnKittymon: TY: Why don't you show a little *sense* once in a while?
Quantum Catz: BM: Maybe i'm just an idiot! You're not *helping* you know!
YarnKittymon: TY: You're not helping yourself either! You have these powers and you won't even consider using them! We don't have to hide who we are here! Are you ashamed?
Quantum Catz: BM: No, i'm not *ashamed*! I just don't like assuming that because i can do something that i have the *right* to do it!
YarnKittymon: TY: You don't have the right to visit Daniel three days from now when he's all better?
Quantum Catz: BM: ::groans then mutters:: Maybe i don't
YarnKittymon: TY: ::turns away:: There's no use in talking to you.
Quantum Catz: BM: ::sharply:: Well it's not much better talking to you - i can't deal with this anymore - i need some time on my own - see you later
Quantum Catz: BM: ::teleports away::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks at where Becky was for a few moments, still glowering, before sinking down into a chair, looking beaten::

::meanwhile::

Maeve Owens: :::After leaving Becky's, Maeve decides to take the "long" way to work, arriving almost an hour and a half late. Her hand covers her mouth to hide a yawn. She doesn't seem as enthused to be there as she usually does.::::
YarnKittymon: : ::a young man, barely sixteen, just about runs Maeve down as she walks into the building, shaking his head:: You had Mr. Quinn *so* worried!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::gives him a half smile::: Is that so? :::sighs:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the man frowns:: Well, try not to sneak in while he's in the middle of a sentence or he'll probably lose his train of thought seeing you. ::he doesn't tell Maeve to be quiet, because he knows she knows she should, whether
YarnKittymon: she does or not::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she gives him an annoyed look::: Thanks for the advice. :::she turns to walk away from him, heading in the direction of the booth:::
YarnKittymon: : ::there's a piece of paper on the door with the evening's schedule of programming; "Magdalene and Griff's Adventures" are crossed out and replaced with a news broadcast::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she frowns, feeling a little bad for missing it. She turns on her heels and ambles back to the front lobby:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the young man looks at Maeve, a little puzzled:: You didn't even go in to see him?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Was it not you that advised me not to run in there when he was in the middle of a sentence?
YarnKittymon: : ::the man shrugs:: Fine. Just make sure you tell him I found you. He sent me out to look.
Maeve Owens: MV: Ha! No one *found* me. I came back on my own so I wont be telling him any such thing!
YarnKittymon: : ::frowns, looking rather pathetic:: You want me to be sleeping on the street again? He'll throw me out.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her looks goes to one from indignation to one of sympathy; quietly::: Fine. But I doubt he'd do such a thing and if he did he'd be answering to me.
YarnKittymon: : ::the young man suddenly smirks:: Just put in a good word for me, and I'll be set for life. Or his life, anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks confused::: What do you mean by that?
YarnKittymon: : ::grins:: You know how he feels about you, and he's practically running the station *already.* He'd give me a thousand dollars if he thought it'd make you smile.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::a smile tugs at the corner of her mouth and she shakes her head::: Thats a little over the top I think.
YarnKittymon: : ::laughs:: Okay, five hundred. I think I'll suggest it to him; after all, I *did* make you smile.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes down the hallway, looking anxious; when he sees Maeve, he tries to hide it and look like he wasn't particularly concerned; quietly:: You're a little late.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she laughs at the kid before turning around to face Donald::: Your messenger was keeping me entertained, says you owe him 500 to a thousand dollars for making me smile. Either that or for tracking me down. :::she turns back to smirk at the teen:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Oh, really...I think he misunderstood. ::pulls a bill from his wallet and hands it to the young man:: Thank you, James.
YarnKittymon: : ::James grins back at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she laughs:::
YarnKittymon: DL: Thousands of people are sitting home right now, still wondering how Magdelene's going to get Griff out of that tree...::it doesn't sound quite like a reprimand, though::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her laughter stops and she frowns at Donald::: I doubt that, they're all sitting at home wondering about the flu. Including Becky by the way who is having a panic attack over whats happening to Dan.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::cringes; quietly:: Sometimes people need to be distracted, like seeing a film during the War.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:: Perhaps. I'm sorry I missed it. I went to see Becky and then... well... It took a while.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::instantly anxious:: You didn't go visiting anyone else, did you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::flatly::: Yeah I stopped by to see Dan and chat with his new friends.
YarnKittymon: DL: Why did they let you in?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::rolls her eyes:: I was being sarcastic!
YarnKittymon: JM: ::laughs::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::looks over at James and shrugs, shaking her head:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks down, realizing how foolish he must have sounded; weakly:: It's not funny, James.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiling::: Yeah it was. You worry too much.
YarnKittymon: DL: Someone's already died of it in this town, Maeve. I think I've a right to be a little worried.
Maeve Owens: MV: And I've already told you that you have nothing to worry about :::she gives him a meaningful look, expecting him to catch on:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I'm not convinced you can know.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::softly, leaning a little towards Donald so the kid wont hear::: Been there, seen the proof. Trust me. Not gonna happen yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::after a pause:: Well, you could still take ill, and you couldn't perform with a hoarse voice or chest congestion.
Maeve Owens: MV: Ooooh. Is that what you're worried about. :::smirking::: anyway... are we doing the show later? Is there reason for me to hang around?
YarnKittymon: DL: We can go on in a quarter of an hour, if you like. At least we don't need to worry about anyone switching the dial.
Maeve Owens: MV. Okay.
YarnKittymon: DL: When we're done--if there's no more news--do you want to go to a restaurant?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles::: Sure. Haven't had any chocolate cake in a while.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles back:: That's a shame, but easily remedied. ::hands Maeve the day's script:: At least read it through once.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she takes the script from him and reads through it, smiling a little here and there when something strikes her fancy:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smirking:: You think it's funny to picture me swinging from a tree by my ankles, don't you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she laughs, nodding her head::: It does give you a pretty funny mental picture.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::laughs:: Well, lucky for you, Magdelene finds it funny too.
YarnKittymon: JM: ::laughs too::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at him sharply:: Go check on the coffee and tea, would you?
YarnKittymon: JM: ::nods and goes to do so::
Maeve Owens: MV: Geesh, was it necessary to snap at the poor kid?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns:: Well, if he's much louder they'll hear him on the broadcast...
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: He wasnt *that* loud. :::smiling::: and you have to admit it was a little funny.
YarnKittymon: DL: Well, I hope our listeners will be as easily entertained. ::but he can't help but smile when he sees Maeve's smile:: We'll be on in a couple minutes; we should get to the studio. ::grins:: They really may build a new building, with maybe half a dozen studios! Mr. Dunsten was looking for an architect a couple days ago and talking with the engineers.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grins::: That'll be neat. We'd get our own little studio?
YarnKittymon: DL: Probably a separate studio just for effects, and they'll be mixed together. They might not all even be dead.
YarnKittymon: : ::before Maeve can ask what the devil Donald's talking about, the studio door ahead opens; Donald's friend who got him the job is reading an advertisement, but she nods at Maeve and Donald to come in and get set up::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she smiles at the woman and heads into the studio:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::sets his script on the desk and sits close to the microphone, nodding at the woman, who's also producer and engineer for the program::
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman ends the advertisement and announces "Magdalene and Griff's Adventures," narrating the peril our interpid heroes last found themselves in::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she takes her place beside Donald, laying the script in front of her where she can see it.::::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nearly hits Maeve swinging his head to either side of the microphone, slowly as a cheap effect, using a higher-pitched voice than his natural one:: Maaaaaaagdaleeeeeneeee! Geeet me ouuuut of this treeee!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::she bursts out laughing::: Now why would I go and do a thing like that? I think you make a funny looking tree ornament.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::"swinging" more slowly:: Christmas has passed, Magdalene, just like the blood's all passed from my feet to my head! Get me down before my head starts swelling!
Maeve Owens: MV: I dont know Griff, whats in it for me? If I get you down then what?
YarnKittymon: DL: Then I give you a dollar, Magdalene, all right?
Maeve Owens: MV: Mmmm... I dont know. I dont think a dollar is worth the effort it would take to save your life. Maybe you need to swing some more?
YarnKittymon: DL: All right, all right, I'll buy you a piece of pie and some--oh, no, the wind's picked up!
YarnKittymon: : ::the sound effects man makes the wind blow, and Donald jumps back several feet from the microphone, sounding more distant:: Maaaaagdaleeeneee!
Maeve Owens: MV: Oops. :::frantically::: Okay! Okay! Hold on and I'll find something to cut the rope with!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::still far away:: Magdalene, that's a skunk!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::Her mouth drops open slightly and a puzzled look washes over her face. One hand comes up to steady her head as she starts to feel a little tired and dizzy. The puzzled look disappears, replaced by a blank expression.:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks rather worried::
YarnKittymon: : ::the effects man makes the skunk hiss, just as Maeve sees a wicked cloaked figure in her mind, prowling the streets of Marquis, bypassing Maeve's own house::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she jumps at the hissing noise, squeezing her eyes closed; whimpers::: no...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stays stunned for a few moments, and then motions to the effects man, yelling for a few seconds before the man catches on and makes the planned 'thud' noise to indicate Donald hitting the ground; Donald audibly runs towards
YarnKittymon: Maeve; quickly:: Magdalene, it's just a dumb beast, and we can buy tomato juice...
YarnKittymon: : ::Maeve sees the figure standing in front of Toby's door, tapping with its fingers a few times, then waiting in front::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she reaches out blindly:::Toby...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks rather anxious, but just says:: That's a stupid name for a skunk, Magdalene. And no, it can't come with us.
YarnKittymon: : ::in Maeve's vision, Toby comes out of his house and is immediately attacked, though she can't see what happens after that--she thinks she hears him scream, though::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she stands up abruptly, yelling out his name. She shakes her head to get rid of the vision and stumbles towards the door::::
YarnKittymon: : ::the producer quickly announces that they're experiencing technical difficulties and will be back in a few moments, then cuts the feed, looking worried::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nearly knocks the microphone down running after Maeve:: What's wrong?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frantically::: Someone is after Toby. :::she stumbles down the hallway, feeling a little dizzy:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::grabs Maeve to try to keep her from falling:: How do you know?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::he might have a hold of her but she's still trying to move on down the hallways; whining::: I'm really going crazy now. Seeing... him... everday wasn't bad enough but now... or maybe it is ....him... back from the dead... but I saw someone attack Toby.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::trying to hold Maeve back, but not hard enough to hurt her:: It wasn't real, Maeve; you know that.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes it was! Why would I see... something... go after Toby? :::she struggles against him::: I have to go check.
YarnKittymon: DL: The same reason you saw things after you!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: This was different. It wasn't the same! Please, just let me go! I'll come right back, at least let me warn him! :::sadly:: Unless he thinks I'm crazy too.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::still holding Maeve; softly:: Can I come with you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Hurry, have to hurry.
YarnKittymon: DL: All right. ::drops Maeve's hand and walks quickly::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she follows him, looking rather nervous:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is pretty sure there's nothing to worry about, and doesn't speak on the way to Toby's house. When they get there, no one's out in front::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she bites her lip::: Although i dont know what I'm so worried about, after all Toby has to live long enough to become unc- :::she cuts herself off before she can say anymore and knocks on the door:::
YarnKittymon: : ::no one answers::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her forehead crinkles with worry as she tries the doorhandle:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the door's locked; Toby doesn't generally keep it locked when he's home, but only when he's gone out::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly::: Maybe he is still at Becky's.
YarnKittymon: DL: Do you want to check?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::walks towards Becky's house, glancing sympathetically at Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nervously chewing on her lower lip:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stops in front of Becky's door; knocks, and then steps aside, knowing Toby's still not fond of him::
YarnKittymon: : ::no one answers::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::getting frustrated::: Where the heck is he!
YarnKittymon: DL: He can't have gone far; no one's getting out of town.
Maeve Owens: MV: What if... what if it already happened and he's laying inside his house...
YarnKittymon: DL: ::louder:: Don't be silly. ::quickly realizes his mistake:: I don't mean that--I just mean he's fine.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: I have a bad feeling. :::in her mind she sees the stranger again and she shudders. She reaches into her pocket, pulling out a key and inserts it into the lock:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::frowns, looking inside anxiously as Maeve opens the door, on the off chance Maeve's right; the room is dark, the lights not switched on, but they can see a figure slumped over in a chair in the room::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she gasps, tensing with fear. She cant seem to will her body to move:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::the figure looks up, and then jumps back in the chair:: Maeve! What are you doing here?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she jumps to, latching onto Donald before realizing that its Toby:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::stands up, ruffling his hair; softly:: Have you seen Becky around?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: Have you seen a cloaked figure?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::a little sharply:: *No!*
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks a little startled and her eyes narrow::: You dont have to get all worked up, it was only a question. But I think you might want to stay here and not go back to your place or answer the door.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softer:: I don't know if Becky would much like that.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::worriedly::: I know you two are arguing but I dont think she'd want you... hurt.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head, putting his hands in his pockets and heading towards the door:: If you see her, tell her I'm sorry, OK?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::::shouts::: Toby! You cant just leave! :::before she can even think she grabs for his arm:::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::looks back at Maeve, startled:: Why not? She did.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks confused for a moment but shakes her head; sadly::: Because, someones going to... attack you.
YarnKittymon: TY: Who? The only person I can't trust in town is *him.* ::motions to Donald, who's standing in the doorway behind Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she shrugs, looking down at the ground. She looks a little nervous; quietly::: I dont know who, I just know what I saw.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::smiles slightly:: What, a dream or something?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns, shaking her head::: No, more like... :::she pauses for a moment, afraid he's going to laugh at her, she winces and keeps her eyes pointed at the ground::: a vision.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs; lightly:: I'll make a few throwing knives before I go to bed.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::still looks worried::: You answered the door and he jumped you and then you screamed.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shrugs:: That doesn't mean it'll happen.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::quietly:: What if it does?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::cringes:: Then if Becky's right I probably had it coming.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::getting frustrated::: Why does everything have to be so hard! Cant you just stay here and not answer the stupid door? Or go stay with Donald or.. or... Jack just so I wont have to worry about losing someone else!
YarnKittymon: TY: ::softly:: You won't stop worrying even if I do what you want, will you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::sadly::: Probably not but at least I'll feel a little better.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::finally, after a long pause:: I guess I could do it tonight, but I can't stay locked in here forever.
Maeve Owens: MV: Maybe just until we find out who the evil looking guy in the cloak is?
YarnKittymon: TY: ::shakes his head:: Maybe 'til tomorrow.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well what if this isn't suppose to happen tonight? What if it happens tomorrow? Or maybe he knows you'll be here instead. Maybe you should go... elsewhere. You and Becky get a hotel....
YarnKittymon: TY: ::quietly:: I don't know where Becky is.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, when she comes back.
YarnKittymon: TY: ::after a pause:: You're trying to tell me that there's some wacko in town who's going to put on a dark cloak just so he can kill me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::defiantly::: I'm sure he doesnt *need* the cloak to kill you but thats what he is wearing!
YarnKittymon: TY: Look, I'm not scared of him, and you warned me...don't worry anymore.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::points over at Donald::: And he warned me about... about... you know who and look how that ended up!!!
YarnKittymon: TY: Well, if you get a letter from whoever's gonna kill me, I'll take it a little more serious.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she lets her anger cover her fear and continues to lash out::: Fine! Just dont expect me to be crying at your funeral! :::she turns on her heels and runs out of the house:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::follows Maeve without a glance back at Toby::
YarnKittymon: TY: ::is angry as well, and suddenly throws down a rather pretty and intricate glass flower arrangement he'd made for Becky; the vase and petals shatter violently::

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