YarnKittymon: ::some time after they get all
that mess worked out with coming to town and everything, and,
yeah...::
YarnKittymon: : ::after their radio show one
night, Donald takes Maeve aside in one of the few hallways in
the radio station, looking closely at her::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she eyes him expectantly:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks at Maeve as though
he doesn't know what to say, and then suddenly kisses her, on
the lips, for just a few seconds before drawing back to see the
look on her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::pure shock registers across
her features and for a moment she stands there, trying to let
what just happened sink in:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly, not apologizing::
I need to know if you love me, Maeve...if you think you can ever
love me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she looks away::: Right
now, no. In the future, I'm pretty certain I do. :::quietly:::
I'm just not ready yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::with a bit of an edge to
his voice:: It's not fair to either of us to wait like this, for
a feeling you may or may not develop. I don't want you to marry
me and feel miserable for the rest of your life out of...out of
*guilt* or whatever reason you have.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::winces::: I don't know what
to do. Maybe the feeling wont ever come back. Or maybe right now
I'm just not ready to settle down. :::sounding a bit frustrated::
I dont know.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::turns away:: Being in love
doesn't mean you'd have to settle down, Maeve. It hurts more to
hang on to an impossible hope than it would if you just said you
hated me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grabs a hold of his arm
to stop him::: but then I'd be lying to you if I said I hated
you. At least that feeling has passed. Isnt that a good sign?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve sadly::
I don't know how much more of this I can handle.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her hand drops from his
arm to rub the side of her head::: And now matter what I say or
do... :::sighs:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I still adore you,
Maeve, and I'm not...I don't *want* another woman.
Maeve Owens: MV: And I *want* to end up with
you but to say I was ready to even pick up where we left off on
a romantic level would be a lie. So where does that leave us?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, half-smiling,
sadly:: Hoping for the impossible, I suppose.
Maeve Owens: ((actually you know what... do
you think there has been time for Toby to take care of some of
those scars?))
YarnKittymon: ((Maeve's? If she asked))
Maeve Owens: ((she probably would have again
and i'm pretty sure she'd be over it enough not to freakout))
YarnKittymon: ((Yeah; Toby would've healed her
right up))
Maeve Owens: ((so do you think its safe to say
they're gone without actually having to RP it?))
Maeve Owens: ((ok))
YarnKittymon: ((If you like, but you might say
it sometime, or have me say it for no reason :D ))
Maeve Owens: ((well if this man is going to
fall in for her because of her natural beauty... lol... i'm pretty
sure they'd have to be gone... although i'm pretty sure even when
they were there that she didnt look hideous))
YarnKittymon: ((But yeah, they should probably
be gone ^_^))
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head, smiling
slightly::: Not impossible. Just not yet.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve, his
smile gone, and a bit of coldness in his expression, which Maeve
has probably never seen before, and then he turns to walk away::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the look surprises her,
along with the fear of being alone welling up inside of her yet
she makes no move to stop him. Instead she closes her eyes and
leans against the wall, a million thoughts racing through her
mind:::
YarnKittymon: : ::the hallway is quiet for a
little while, and then a polite, vaguely British, male voice asks
Maeve:: Pardon me. Miss Gardner?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::the sudden intrusion into
her quiet space startles her and she straightens up quite suddenly:::
Um no, sorry.
YarnKittymon: : ::the man smiles warmly; he has
dark skin, rather exotic, with deep blue eyes, and his holding
his fedora in his hand. His slicked-back hair shines slightly
in the electric light:: I'm terribly sorry. ::extends his hand::
Guy Stowe; I'm here to speak to Miss Gardner regarding a radio
show...?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she takes the offered hand,
returning his smile::: Maeve Owens. I'm sorry Mr. Stowe but I
don't know anyone here by that name. You could check with the
front desk.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather surprised, but
smiles:: Oh? Well, there's no other radio stations on the island,
so I suppose some blighter must've lied to me, to bring me into
town. ::grins:: I don't suppose it was you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::laughs::: I'm sorry you
got tricked into coming down here. :::smiles warmly at him:::
If it had been me I would have tricked you into going some place
more exciting.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still smiling, his teeth
seeming quite white in his dark face:: Would you care to try?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she laughs, a grin still
teasing the corner of her lips:: Hmmm, I dont know. I'm always
up to a challenge.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs slightly:: You find
the place and I'll foot the bill. What do you say?
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I'm afraid there arent
many exciting places around here and I'm not entirely sure it
would be a good idea. :::she bites the bottum of her lip:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his face loses its smile;
softly:: So there's another man.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns:: Well, not technically...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins briefly, before sobering
quite a bit; very quietly:: Was it someone you recently lost?
Maeve Owens: MV: Three years ago actually but
he's kind of back and um, well...
YarnKittymon: GU: ::without thinking:: You don't
believe in ghosts, do you?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::trying not to laugh::: No,
of course not. I knew him when I lived in New York and I hadn't
seen him since I moved out here three years ago.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods, still rather seriously::
I see. Three years is a long time for any man to wait, you know.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smirks::: Guess its pretty
easy when theres nothing else he can do but wait.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::rests his fedora on his chest::
I suppose not, but it seems only right to give him an answer,
either way.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: I have, I suppose.
Not ready yet to risk everything by letting him back into my life.
Thats an answer isnt it?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles slightly:: A better
answer is that you're taken with another fella in town and want
to see if you can fall in love with *him.*
Maeve Owens: MV: :::grins::: Well, I dont know
about that, sounds kind of sudden if you ask me.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, three years seems an
awfully long time to be not-really seeing a man, to me.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles::: Its a little more
complicated than that
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, there's nothing stopping
us from discussing it over a friendly meal, is there?
Maeve Owens: MV: I suppose not. Wouldn't be
very nice of me if I didn't show you around our small town.
YarnKittymon: GU: It's not that small, really.
One of the biggest on the island.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Well, not small
I suppose but big enough to get lost in. :::smirks::: Done so
myself on a few occasions but that was just in the first few weeks
I was here of course. :::grins::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles at Maeve:: Well, shall
we be off?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods:: Sure. :::leads the
way out of the building and to one of Marquis's well known restaurants:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his hat back on when
they get outside; it's a rather cloudy day, threatening to storm,
though it's not yet raining:: This looks wonderful.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Its a favorite of
the locals. Even some from neighboring towns come by to eat here.
They're famous for their steak sauce.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins:: Not the sauce; I'm
trying to get off the stuff!
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: They have other
things. Salads if you prefer.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: I meant,
liquor.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::frowns for a moment but
it quickly disappears::: Oh, well, then I guess I wont show you
where I popular tavern is located. :::smiles:::
YarnKittymon: GU: Do you drink?
Maeve Owens: MV: Did. Dont anymore.
YarnKittymon: GU: Good to hear it. ::enters the
restaurant, where they are seated quickly, though several people
stare at the couple, being used to seeing Maeve with Donald::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she ignores the stares trying
not to feel guilty about being there with another man. She smiles
a little uneasily at him:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::very softly:: I thought you
weren't an item.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: We aren't. Not
officially. I guess they are just used to seeing me with him.
People don't take change well I suppose. Plus half of them probably
hate me. :::smiles::
YarnKittymon: GU: Oh, I find that hard to believe.
Maeve Owens: MV: Stick around long enough and
I'm sure it wouldn't be so hard.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::frowns, pulling back Maeve's
chair for her:: Really?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles her thanks and sinks
down into the chair::: I guess I have a tendency to speak or act
before I think.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::sits down across from Maeve::
Don't we all?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs::: I suppose. :::after
a pause:: So tell me, why did you come here looking for a spot
in the radio business?
YarnKittymon: GU: Closest thing to being a star
someone can be on this island, you know? Well, I suppose I could
be an actor, but most of them are traveling troupes, and I hate
small towns.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: I was a part of
a traveling troupe for a while. It was fun for a while. Guess
I've always been drawn to the entertainment world.
YarnKittymon: GU: What was your act? Or was it
a play?
Maeve Owens: MV: They were plays.
YarnKittymon: GU: What characters did you play?
The romantic leads, I suppose?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::laughs::: No, I was never
the lead. A fact that I wasn't heart broken over either. The roles
I got to play were a lot more fun than the sappy love struck woman.
:::grins::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: The troublemaker,
huh? ::when the waiter comes, Guy orders a steak::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Mostly. Once I had
to stand in for the supporting actress who was playing the leads
best friend. One of those roles where the woman is in love with
her friends fiance. There was a lot of crying and a cat fight.
It was challenging but just because it
was different from anything else I had done. What about you? Any
background at all in the theater business?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, then smiles::
Well, maybe a little into murder-mysteries.
Maeve Owens: MV: Really?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shrugs, a little more seriously::
Not acting, though.
Maeve Owens: MV: Writing them? Solving them...?
YarnKittymon: GU: I'm a detective...usually nothing
nearly as exciting as murders, of course, but it sounds more exciting.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her smile fades and she
fidgets::: Oh. So what mystery are you chasing right now?
YarnKittymon: GU: The mystery of who needs a
mystery solved for a price.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles again:: Oh. That must
be exciting. And you're going to give that up to go into the radio
business?
YarnKittymon: GU: I figured I could do both at
once. Though it sounds like there's no chance for me on the radio
anyway. ::shrugs:: You have some spots as an actress there, though,
right?
Maeve Owens: MV: I have a skit I do with Donald
but thats about it. It does leave a lot of room open for other
things.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grins:: Ever thought about
solving unsolvable crimes?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: No, can't
say that I have.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, let me know if you'd
like to try someday. You might enjoy it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, it does sound rather
exciting.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: Then I'll let you
know when I find another case. I always thought it'd be nice to
have a partner.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Neat.
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter brings their food,
seeming slightly interested in the scene::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she had ordered some salad
with extra dressing and at the waiters slightly interested look
she narrows her eyes at him; daring him to voice his interest:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smirks at the waiter:: We're
discussing *business,* if you don't mind?
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter frowns, then asks
if they need anything else::
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, for you to leave. :::smiles
sweetly::;
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter bows slightly::
Excellent choice, ma'am. ::walks away::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::rolls her eyes::: Some people
are just way too interested in what everyone else is doing. :::sighs::
YarnKittymon: GU: That's the advantage to living
somewhere off the island, I suppose.
Maeve Owens: MV: Ha. No matter where you go
there is always someone willing to stick their nose where it doesn't
belong. :::grins:: Then again I guess thats how a detective makes
a living.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles slightly:: Guilty.
But it's in the name of good, at least.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles::: Of course. Its
also in the name of justice and therefor the snooping is justifiable.
YarnKittymon: GU: You can see why I enjoy it,
then.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah... Have you solved any
in the past?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods:: I tracked down a crook
who was stealing from the elderly all around the island; he's
still in jail for it.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns:: Really? Who was
he?
YarnKittymon: GU: Martin Sakai. I doubt you've
heard of him.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head::: Thats
pretty neat though.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his eyes suddenly widen,
though he doesn't say anything, and belatedly starts eating::
Maeve Owens: MV: So were you able to return
everyones goods?
YarnKittymon: GU: What? Oh, yeah. No problems
there at all, except he'd been at it for six months and a couple
of the victims had passed on since then. But their families were
happy.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she drowns her salad in
dressing before taking a bite.:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::slowly:: I haven't caught
many murderers, though. The guards here aren't so inept; usually
they find them before a family member has to come to *me* for
help.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::bitterly:: I still wouldn't
trust them to *save* my life.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::hesitates; quietly:: Well,
that turned out all right in the end, didn't it?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::her fork pauses half way
to her mouth and she gives him a questioning look:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: Seth Cooper, but
at least he's suffering in hell now.
Maeve Owens: MV; :::the fork slips from her
fingers, clattering noisily onto her plate. She straightens up,
her eyes darting off to the side before coming back to look at
him; quietly ::: So, you knew who I was all along then?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: I was so taken with
your beauty, it didn't click until just now, actually.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::glances down at her lap;
frowning::: Gee, how well known is that whole mess? :::nervously
plays with the corners of her napkin and ignoring the whole "beauty"
remark all together:::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quickly:: It was in the papers,
but most people have already forgotten. I just read up on all
the crimes I can, as research.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods; still frowning:::
YarnKittymon: GU: They never should have let
him out of prison in the first place. ::after a moment:: And I'm
sure you don't want to talk about it at all. I'm sorry.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she pushes her salad away
and smooths the napkin down across her lap:: Not the most pleasant
topic for conversations. :::smiles weakly::
YarnKittymon: GU: You get used to it, if you're
in the business of solving crimes.
Maeve Owens: MV: True.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head, frowning::
I'm just glad you're all right.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::smiles:: Yeah. So um, do
you mainly read up on crimes just here on the Island? Or are you
into stuff that happens on the main land too?
YarnKittymon: GU: Mostly here. Why?
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: Just wondering.
YarnKittymon: GU: Have you lived here your whole
life?
Maeve Owens: MV: No, how about you?
YarnKittymon: GU: Since I was a child. It's not
so exciting as the mainland, I suppose, but it's home.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yeah, all this peace and quiet
takes some getting used to. ::forces a small laugh::
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, it doesn't sound like
you had much of *that.*
Maeve Owens: MV: I did for three years.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, if you ever wanted to
get away from peace and quiet...there's me.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: I was never one
to turn down an adventure.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles, though he's clearly
trying to hide his excitement:: I'll inform you when I have a
beginner's case, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods::: Sounds like fun.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::gets back to eating; he chews
slightly louder than Donald, but otherwise is at least as polite,
and arguably more handsome::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::tentively picks up her fork
and half heartedly stabs at her lettuce.::
YarnKittymon: GU: You were right, Miss Owens;
this sauce is delicious.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::wrinkles her nose::: Please,
call me Maeve. I feel like I should be an old maid at the school
teaching little kids how to read when people call me Miss.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs:: You're still young
enough; you don't need to worry about being mistaken for an old
maid just yet.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: All the same, miss
makes it sound lke I'm closer to getting there.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still smiling:: Then my apologies,
*Maeve.*
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shrugs::: No need for apologies.
YarnKittymon: GU: Well, you inferred I was as
much as calling you an old maid, and as I said, nothing could
be further from the truth.
Maeve Owens: MV: Well, I didn't mean to infer
that... :::smiles::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::leans a little closer to
Maeve, smiling back at her:: You're truly stunning. It's a shame
you're only on the radio, and not in movies.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::ducks her head::: Uh, thanks.
:::smiling slyly::: You're not so bad yourself.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::comes in through the front
door, seeing Maeve with Guy, and the both of them looking like
they're enjoying themselves; he stops still, watching with wide
eyes::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::his smile widens just slightly::
Oh, you don't need to lie to humor me.
Maeve Owens: MV: Okay, fine you caught me. ::pauses::
You're *very* handsome.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::laughs:: Now I *know* you're
lying, but I'll take it anyway. ::reaches out for Maeve's hand::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't move, though he looks
rather like he's been shot in the chest (aside from the lack of
blood spurting out and all)::
Maeve Owens: MV: :::she rolls her eyes, a smile
still teasing her lips, and she lets him take her hand. A feeling
has her glancing towards the entrance, the site of Donald wipes
the smile from her features and she draws away from the man in
front of her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::finally walks over to them,
looking pretty pale; leans down next to Maeve:: So this is why
you wouldn't commit to me. ::looks rather coldly at Guy::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks back at Donald, not
seeming to be sorry at all; sarcastically:: Pleased to meet you.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::turns her face up to Donald,
whispering harshly::: I just met him after you stalked off! Not
that I should need to defend myself to you.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands up straighter, looking
down at Maeve:: Well, it's clear I don't mean very much to you,
then.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::stands up; he contrasts with
Donald as he's taller, a little stronger, and much darker and
healthier-looking:: The lady has a right to make her own decision,
and you have no right to try to upset her. ::looks back down at
Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she looks between the two
of them, somewhat bewildered before she narrows her eyes at Donald::
You did! But you kind of blew it! ::whispers:: And I'm still not
entirely certain you wouldn't trade us all over again for the
chance to live forever!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks more hurt than he did
the last time Maeve slapped him; softly:: I've spent the last
three years only thinking of you, how I could make it up to you.
After all we've been through...and you can't even think of trusting me...::narrows his eyes, turning away:: I'll prove
it, then. That I wouldn't trade even one of you for my own life.
::goes to walk out of the restaurant::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quickly stands up and grabs
for his arm:: Whats that suppose to mean?
YarnKittymon: DL: If you're still so worried
that I'll hurt you or your friends, I'll make *sure* I can't!
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her voice raising:: Oh! So
now you're going let me have yet another death hanging over my
head! Thats real nice of you Donald. ::theres a touch of fear
in her icy glare::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks back at Maeve, rather
upset himself; very quietly:: I'll just go back to America and
turn myself in, then.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::still looks rather calm,
but his eyebrows raise at the words "turn myself in"::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sighing, then quietly:: No,
I don't want you to turn yourself back in. I guess I'm not really
worried about that as much as I thought I you were straight goods
but then you turned out to be like everyone else I had met. And
I suppose I should have been over it by now because of everything
but... :::groans, sinking down into her chair and dropping her
head into her hands. A second later she points one finger at Guy,
but keeps her head hidden::: And if wouldnt mind forgetting everything
you just heard I'd appreciate it.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans unsteadily over Maeve;
softly:: Tell me what to change, what I can do so you'll want
to be with me, and I'll do it.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nudges Donald aside and puts
a hand on Maeve's shoulder:: Come on, Maeve. I'll pay the bill;
let's just get out of here.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::jumps, not recognizing the
touch and she glances up at Guy and then over at Donald. She stands
up, rubbing at her eyes:: I don't know how to fix this. I just
don't. ::she looks like she feels miserable::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand, setting
a few bills on the table with his other hand:: Come on.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::leans heavily against the
back of Maeve's chair, looking even paler; softly:: Don't leave
me, Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she doesn't move, just stands
there, biting her lip and wondering what to do. Theres a nice
man standing in front of her, one who now thinks he has a chance
with her and the man she fell the hardest for standing behind
her:::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly sits in the chair
Maeve had occupied a couple minutes ago, looking down at the tablecloth
and breathing hard::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::puts his arm around Maeve's
waist and tries to escort her out of the restaurant::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::for a few seconds she doesn't
move but reluctantly she allows herself to be escorted from the
room. She still had her back to Donald so she never saw him sit
down::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly, as they're near the
doorway:: You deserve better than a criminal anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::winces:: He's not that bad
of a person really. We all just got in a bit of a tight mess but
he helped us in the end. I'm no better really. Theres just some
things that I cant forget... ::an image of him bringing in their
com
Maeve Owens: panions comes to mind::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::turns back to glance at Donald,
and sees that the man doesn't look well at all, but doesn't mention
it; turns back to Maeve:: As I said, you can't change the past.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::starts look over her shoulder;
frowns:: And you cant seem to control your future either.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles faintly:: Sure you
can; that much is easy.
YarnKittymon: : ::the waiter has brought Donald
a cup of water and is trying to get him to drink it, or at least
sit up, and Donald's at least trying to do so::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her gazes lingers on Guy's
face; smirking:: Then whats your trick because I'm having a heck
of a time trying to keep with whats suppose to happen.
YarnKittymon: : ::finally, the waiter pushes
past them, walking rather quickly out the door::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::smiles:: A clean record's
a bit of a help.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she frowns at the waiter
and then looks back in the direction he came from:::
YarnKittymon: : ::a woman who was eating in the
restaurant is now sitting next to Donald, struggling to keep him
upright; Donald's gaze is fixed on the table, still, and he's
still breathing unsteadily::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes widen and her words
escape as a whisper:: Donald... ::she moves to head back towards
the table::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::releases his hold of Maeve,
though something in his expression looks rather cold; he follows
her at a distance::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rushes over:: Donald? ::leans
down next to him, worried. She glances over at the woman expecting
answers::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::blinks a couple times, and
manages to look up at Maeve; softly:: Good timing...now...you
can...::suddenly coughs, so hard the woman has to tighten her
grip to keep him from falling out of her arms::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::She attempts to help the
woman hold him up. Her voice is calm with a hint of humor:: I
hate to burst your bubble Donald but this isn't it. You hear me?
You have until 1937 and its cheating if you cop out on me early.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his breathing eases just
slightly; softly, and hoarsely:: I won't...won't leave you, Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles, shaking her head::
You're hopeless, you know that? Now what happened?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::weakly, trying to smile::
I guess you...broke my heart...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::rolls her eyes at Donald
before looking up at the woman.:: I'm guessing the waiter took
off to fetch the doctor?
YarnKittymon: : ::the woman nods, looking rather
frightened:: He's still able to talk at least. That's good...right?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods, then looks back at
Donald:: How are you feeling now? ::smiles:: Is the heart *mending*
yet?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I think it was just
a spell; it's happened before. I...I told you, I'll...be fine.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::tentively glances up at Guy
and slowly raises to a standing position; softly:: I'm sorry you
had to get caught up in all this but I can't just leave him here.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::quietly, though he sounds
pretty disappointed:: I understand. Do you want me to help him
to the doctor's?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles:: If you would, I'd
appreciate it. Thank you.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::grabs Donald a little roughly
and forces him to stand:: Can you walk?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::gasps softly:: Yeah...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grimaces and holds onto Donald
in hopes to soften the blow::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::feels a little cooler than
he usually does, and his forehead is damp with sweat::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly drops out of Maeve
and Guy's grips onto the ground, his eyes rolled back in his head::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::gasps:: Donald! ::drops to
her knees and gently touches his face:: You cant leave me too
darn it!
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his face is already cooler
than it was, and he doesn't react at all::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her mouth drops open slightly
and she looks kind of panicked for a moment but then she's trying
to pull him up:: Help me! We have to get him over to the doctor's
*now*!
YarnKittymon: GU: ::while trying to help Maeve::
The waiter went for the doctor, right? He should be here soon...
Maeve Owens: ::A man in a white coat strides
through the doors of the restaurant and immediately spots the
man on the floor. He nudges Maeve to the side a bit and leans
over Donald. He removes the stethescope from around his neck and
begins to check his vitals. His calm brown eyes glances up at
Guy:: How long has he been like this?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::doesn't have a pulse, and
he's not breathing::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly, though not looking
particularly concerned:: He was ill for a few minutes, and then
he just dropped unconscious.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks rather miffed at being
pushed to the side but she keeps silent, looking worriedly at
Donald::
Maeve Owens: ::without a word he starts CPR
on Donald::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather startled:: What's
he doing?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::the color completely drains
from her face::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::confused, and slightly shaken::
Some form of mouth-to-mouth?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::takes Maeve's hand, looking
more concerned:: I don't...think there's anything he can do, then...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks completely horrified
for a moment and then snatches her hand away, glancing back at
Donald, now visibly shaking::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks back at Maeve, a little
startled::
Maeve Owens: ::the blonde haired doctor ignores
the onlookers, doubling his efforts to save the man lying in front
of him::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::murmurs softly:: I guess
you loved him, then...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::whispers:: Yes. ::her eyes
stay fixated on Donald a bit longer before squeezing shut::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::looks rather troubled for
a moment, and then steps forward, pushing the doctor aside:: Hang
on; I know a trick that might work.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her snap open and they widen
in surprise::
Maeve Owens: ::He's knocked off balance for
a moment, shocked at the sudden interuption:: Are you a trained
medical professional young man? Unless you have some power then
I suggest you leave this up to me.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::glares at the doctor, his
blue eyes shining dangerously in his dark face:: One minute's
all I ask.
Maeve Owens: ::sees the look in his eyes and
backs off::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::raises his arms high over
Donald, murmuring some strange-sounding words, and then lowers
them, touching Donald's palms, his knees, his chest, and then,
briefly, his neck::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::suddenly starts coughing,
violently and so loudly one might expect him to lose a lung in
the process::
Maeve Owens: : ::Looks over at Guy, nodding::
Nice. What did you just do? And could I convince you to come work
for me part time? ::gives him a toothy grin:: :
Maeve Owens: ::he then moves to check Donald
again, to quiet the coughing::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head quickly,
not replying; stands next to Maeve again::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes a couple deep breaths;
he still looks terrible, but is definitely alive, at least::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::sits there blankly, watching
Donald and looking up at Guy:: Why didn't you just do that to
begin with?
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking at Maeve:: I'm
no doctor; it was just a trick I picked up in India. I didn't
want to make things worse.
Maeve Owens: ::he reaches for the glass of water
on the table and holds it up for Donald to take a sip:: Well Mr.
Quinn, we need to get you over to the clinic so I can better determine
if that was your heart or not.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods weakly, catching Maeve's
eye; softly:: I don't know what happened...I wasn't *that* ill,
I didn't think...
Maeve Owens: ::he sets the glass down and cuts
his gaize towards Maeve, who still looks a bit shaken before returning
his attention to his patient:: Well, thats what we need to find
out.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::holds his hand out to the
doctor so he can help him stand, as he's still rather weak::
Maeve Owens: ::he takes Donald's hand and helps
him to slowly rise to his feet:: Do you feel shaky? Should we
send for the stretcher or do you think you're strong enough to
walk?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::still looks pretty pale,
and his hand's trembling a little:: I think I can walk.
Maeve Owens: ::supports the man as they head
out of the restaurant:: You remember what day it is Mr. Quinn?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::quietly:: Tuesday. The 19th.
Maeve Owens: ::nods his head:: Alright then.
Just one more for good measure.. whose the worried red head lingering
behind us?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks behind him, almost
falling, though he's smiling widely:: Maeve...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiles back and then moves
to help when he trips::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I thought...::takes
a deep breath:: If I would've known...this was all it took...to
get your attention...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::frowns at him:: Try it again
and you *wont* make it 1937.
YarnKittymon: DL: I wouldn't...wouldn't worry
you for anything, Maeve...::suddenly, looking a bit more pale::...was
I really...gone?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she nods, looking rather
scared:: And dont you *ever* do that to me again.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I can't...can't
promise... at the last checkup, Doctor Manners said I had maybe
two years. I can't imagine that...being dead for a bit's helped
any.
Maeve Owens: FM: ::glances back at Maeve and
Guy:: And it would be mighty helpful if one of you could get the
door.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::was hanging out far in the
background, but goes forward to open the door:: I guess you don't
need me for anything more, then.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::shakes her head at Donald,
tearing up just a bit::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts a shaky arm around Maeve;
softly:: But I can promise to love you with whatever I have, as
*long* as I have...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she goes into his embrace,
resting her head against his chest for a moment:: I'm sorry I'm
so stubborn.
Maeve Owens: FM: ::continues to try and move
Donald towards his office::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::very softly:: Will you be
waiting when he's done checking me?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::nods, smiling slightly::
Its the least I could do after all the waiting rooms you've been
sitting in.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::puts one hand on Maeve's;
softly:: Don't be silly...I still owe you more than I could ever
pay back...::leans against the doctor again::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::frowns, trying to support
most of Donalds weight::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stands up a little straighter,
slowly heading to one of the examining rooms::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::goes into the examning room
and closes the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::takes a seat out in the waiting
room, her foot nervously tapping against the floor. After a while
she remembers Guy and looks around for any sight of him::
YarnKittymon: : ::after a few minutes, Guy does
come into the office, frowning::
Maeve Owens: FM: Alright Mr. Quinn, I'm going
to listen to that heart of your okay? ::takes out his stethescope,
listening to his heart::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks up when he does, looking
rather embarrassed:: Not how you imagined spending your afternoon
was it?
YarnKittymon: : ::Donald's heartbeat is still
irregular and a little strained, though not much worse than the
last examination::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: No. I guess I should
be moving on, though. I just wanted to say 'goodbye.'
Maeve Owens: FM: Doesn't seem much worse Mr.
Quinn, but certainly hasn't gotten better. ::continues to look
for any evidence that would suggest this episode wasn't related
to his heart condition::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::grimaces:: I'm sorry. You
must think I'm a horrible person for leading you on like that.
But believe me, thats not what I had intended at all. :::laughs
nervously::
YarnKittymon: : ::other than his heart, Donald
seems to be in as good a shape as he was at his last examination;
admittedly, that's not great, but not so terrible that he'd be
expected to just drop dead::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::shakes his head:: You're
not the horrible person. ::goes to the door:: Goodbye, Maeve.
Maeve Owens: FM: I cant seem to find anything
else wrong with you Donald, well nothing that wasn't there before.
:::he flips his stethescope back around his neck.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: Like I told you,
my father just died in his sleep, when he was about my age. I'm
not expecting any miracles.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::shakes her head, then quietly::
Goodbye. It was nice meeting you.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::softly:: If he ever breaks
your heart...
Maeve Owens: FM: Perhaps not Mr. Quinn, but
lets not try and get the health problems stacked up against you
eh?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::softly:: I know. What do
you suggest? More exercise, or less?
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smirks:: He does it again
and he's gonna be sorry. ::glances down at her lap::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods silently, glancing at
the door, but hesitantly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::looks at him, expecting him
to say more::
YarnKittymon: GU: ::not looking back at Maeve::
But you really do love him, right? Not just because you thought
you'd lose him?
Maeve Owens: FM: The light exercising we talked
about, the walking and such. Are you still eating right? How much
stress is in your life right now?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods:: Plenty of vegetables,
and I walk around town until I get winded. And the only thing
in my life that really worries me...I wouldn't cut out of it if
never seeing her again would give me another forty years.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: I was considering
it before that happened. It just jarred me into admitting it.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::exhales slowly:: Well...it's
not the end of the world when the person you love *does* die.
It just feels like it.
Maeve Owens: MV: Yes, I'm very well axquainted
with the feeling actually. ::smiles::
Maeve Owens: FM: ::nods:: Well, I think thats
about it Mr. Quinn. ::steps back:: Good luck with that red head
of yours.
YarnKittymon: GU: ::nods soberly, still looking
rather unhappy:: Well. Take care. ::opens the door::
Maeve Owens: MV: You too.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::smiles back at the doctor,
and walks to the waiting room by himself, arriving just as Guy's
left::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stands up as she sees him
come out, she looks rather nervous:: You know, I'm kind of sick
at looking at this place. ::smiles weakly::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::takes Maeve's hand and draws
it to his lips; softly:: Well, not again...for a while, anyway.
Maeve Owens: MV: :::nods, biting her lower lip::
YarnKittymon: DL: Come on; I'll walk you home.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::quietly:: Okay.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::heads in that direction,
silently and slowly::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::stays silenlt also, walking
in step beside him, her eyes fixed to the ground::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::stops in front of Maeve's
house, gazing at the doorway::
Maeve Owens: MV: Did you want to come in before
heading home?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::nods, smiling weakly:: Please.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::she opens the door and leads
him inside, motioning to the couch:: Take a seat. Can I get you
anything?
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looking rather pale again;
looks up at Maeve; softly:: Probably not, but it's worth a try.
::drops to one knee in front of Maeve::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::her eyes go wide, her breath
catching in her throat::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::pulls out a gold ring from
his shirt pocket, set with a fairly large diamond in the center
and two smaller red stones on either side:: I know what they say
about marrying in haste, but by all accounts I haven't that much
time to waste, either.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::if its even possible her
eyes get even wider. Her voice trying to work around the large
lump that has suddenly lodged itself in her throat yet nothing
comes out::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve; softly::
Whatever you answer is fine with me, Maeve. I just...wanted to
let you know...
Maeve Owens: MV: ::blinks a few times::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::looks up at Maeve, smiling
nervously::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::almost a whisper:: What if
I said yes but perhaps waiting a while on the whole tying the
knot thing? ::slowly her face turns up into a hopeful smile::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::his face lights up, though
he stays knelt; not quite so quietly:: I didn't mean we had to
get married tomorrow...we can set the date for whenever you'd
like.
Maeve Owens: MV: ::smiling a little more, she
nods:: Oh and about what you could change? ::pauses for a moment::
No more talk about how much longer we have.
YarnKittymon: DL: ::is grinning at this point;
gets up and takes Maeve's left hand, gently slipping the ring
on the third finger::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::once the ring is on she wiggles
her fingers a little bit, staring in disbelief at the rock on
her hand. Smiling she reaches up to draw him into a kiss::
YarnKittymon: DL: ::wraps his arms around Maeve,
returning the kiss, feeling happier than he's ever felt before::
Maeve Owens: MV: ::is actually pretty happy
herself, safe and loved tucked in his embrace, feelings she could
get quite used to::
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