Chapter 18 - "Laying Low"

New Cast Appearing:
Storen as TheStoryteller, Rocki, Katya, Brett, Willie, Various NPCs
Session Start: Sun Oct 24 21:34:32 1999

<TheStoryteller> We last left the group blindly heading for the warehouses in the industrial area, looking for a place to lay low till they can find a plan..

Mining City Zaback, Industrial Area

<TheStoryteller> As they walk the streets, a van rushes by at blinding speeds, kicking up some water in a puddle from the recent rain. ;)
* Leon keeps a low profile.
<Tahn> ...
* Haylee gets soaked. :p
<Haylee> Gah! Dammit! >_<
<Jack> Ahgh!
* Bree shakes a fist. "And I just washed my hair!!"
* Haylee yells at the car, "Am I just a glutton for punishment or something, you-" She shuts up.
<Johnathan> ...wonderful town.
<Haylee> Damn low profile... -_-
<Tahn> ...
* Leon takes the splash but keeps walking.
<TheStoryteller> Smokestacks start to dominate the skylines here, and the buildings look more and more decrepid.. You get the distinct feeling you aren't very safe.
* Tahn gets the distinct feeling he isn't very safe.
* Bree gets the same feeling
* Johnathan gets the distinct feeling that... nevermind. ;)
<TheStoryteller> There's a few empty warehouses and lofts that you can see. Many have graffiti of various types on them...
* Leon doesn't appear worried.
<Tahn> ...
* Haylee reads some graffiti that reads "EYE is KEWL 4 U KAY?! THX!"
* Bree sticks her hands in her pockets. "Man.. this brings back way too much memories..."
* Johnathan looks at a wall that very clearly states, in red paint 'Ahgo jmp in a lka.e'.
<Haylee> Oh my...
* Johnathan chuckles. "..looks like someone wasn't sober.."
<Tahn> ...
<Leon> ...
<Haylee> Maybe he's from Meryod...
* Tahn sees small red paint below what John is looking at stating "forge tit".
<Haylee> Forge a tit? How do you do that? O_o
* Johnathan looks at the massive green spray painted 'JEU!'.
<Tahn> ...
* Bree sweatdrops. "I guess you'd need the video tape 'Tits of Steel'."
<TheStoryteller> You start to hear some loud music from the run down apartment projects.. it blares across the street, a fast garbled mix of words with a very thundering back beat.
<Tahn> No idea. O_o
<Haylee> Hey, Tahn! Didn't you say "JEU" once?
* Bree laughs a little to herself.
* Tahn sweatdrops.
<Johnathan> I'm beginning to question the sanity of the people here..
<Tahn> Bree-Kun!
<Tahn> What?!
* Tahn facefaults
<Leon> Keep a low profile...
* Bree baps Tahn. "Don't call me that!"
<Haylee> I coulda sworn you did...
<Johnathan> Sounds familiar, doesn't it, Haylee?
<Haylee> Yeah...
* Leon shakes his head, "The whole damn gang is gonna know we're here..."
<TheStoryteller> [Rap Music] "..That's the breaks, little man! Break it down! Dadadada..!"
* Haylee sings along with the song. ~Scrub is a guy who can't get no love from me...!~
<Tahn> O_o
<Tahn> What the..
<Leon> ..stop that.
* Haylee sticks out her tounge at Leon.
* Bree wrings out her hair. "Man.. how much longer do we have to walk?" *sighs*
* Johnathan makes a face. "Haylee.. I really hate to agree with Leon on your singing.. but that song just sucks... there's nothing you can do for it."
<TheStoryteller> Anyone of the deserted buildings looks promising.
<Leon> ..and we're trying to keep a low profile.
<Haylee> ...I guess. ^^; I just haven't sung anything in a while.
<Haylee> I'm trying to blend in. ^^;
* Tahn blinks.
<Tahn> Why?
<Tahn> You sing, we bring attention to ourselves.
<Haylee> ...
<Haylee> Fine.
* Haylee shuts up.
<Leon> ...
<Johnathan> We need to focus here..
* Bree takes out a brush and straightens her hair out. "I hope I can at least fix my hair without drawing attention..."
<Leon> ...
<Jack> So exactly WHERE are we hiding out here?
<TheStoryteller> The street lights come on around you as the darkness gets more pronounced.. several are broken.
* Bree shrugs. "Just pick a place..."
* Tahn winces.
<Tahn> Lights. Bad.
<Johnathan> One of these warehouses, I assume..
<Leon> That's what I was aiming for.
<Leon> ..if anyone cares.
<Tahn> Well...
<Tahn> We better choose one soon.
<Tahn> Before we're spotted.
<Johnathan> It's your call, Leon.. this one's your show, mostly..
* Jack walks into any random warehouse.....
<Haylee> Jack...
<Leon> ....do I look like someone you want to follow...
* Johnathan shrugs. "Sure. You at least have sort of a plan."
<TheStoryteller> Jack finds the door locked with a flimsy padlock..
<Jack> (From Inside) Hey, you're not doing much hanging out there, ya know!
* Bree goes over to Jac.k "Locks are my thing.." *tries unlocking it*
<Leon> They are my thing too.
<Jack> Away with the guns, Leo.
* Leon walks over to the lock.
<TheStoryteller> It's no challenge to Bree. A simple hairpin could do it easily.
<Johnathan> But she'll undo it without a gunshot, Leon.
<Bree> Shooting it really isn't an option Leon... too loud..
<Leon> ...you all assume too much.
<TheStoryteller> Just then, you hear some gunfire in the background..
* Bree tosses the lock at Leon. "See? Simple and painless.."
<Tahn> ...
* Haylee blahs. "That stuff they gave me that's like caffiene...I think it wore off..."
<Tahn> What the..?
<Jack> I think it's time we head inside....
* Leon takes the lock and pulls it apart. "Just as easy."
<TheStoryteller> It's too far off to worry about.
<Haylee> ...ah goddess...
<Leon> Hurry up.
<Leon> Get in
* Tahn disregards it and goes inside the now-broken-into warehouse.
* Bree peeks inside the warehouse. "Best to take a look first.. right?"
* Jack walks in.
* Haylee follows Tahn.
* Celyna walks in cautiously.
* Bree tosses up her arms. "Geez.. never mind caution.." *follows in behind*
* Jack looks around the vicinity of the area.
* Leon enters the warehouse.
* Johnathan looks around before following the others in.

Mining City Zaback, Warehouse

<TheStoryteller> You all enter the building. Inside is a lot of floor space... quite empty. In the far corner though is several crates..
<Leon> This appears to be perfect.
<Haylee> ...Floor....bed....yay.
<Tahn> Hai.
<Johnathan> It'll do..
* Tahn sits on a crate. "So... what now?"
* Bree runs to the crates. "Gotta see what they left.." *tries getting into them*
* Leon looks at Celyna, "I'm sure you're more used to better lodgings.."
* Haylee flops on a few bags of something and begins to dooze off.
<TheStoryteller> Bree would need a bit more to get into them.. luckily a crowbar is on the floor near them.
<Celyna> Well, yeah...
<Tahn> Hmm.
<Celyna> I'm more into beach houses and four-star hotels...
<Leon> ...this is more what I'm used to.
* Bree picks it up and V signs. "Lucky!" *pries at them*
<TheStoryteller> Bree pops open one of the unmarked boxes...
<Celyna> But you know what they say. Hard surfaces are good for your back.
* Celyna forces a smile.
<Leon> ..then I should have a wonderful back..
<TheStoryteller> Inside is.. white stuff...and a lot of it. It's a fine powder.
<Jack> (m) That's a picture of Leo I can live without. *shudder*
* Tahn gets off the crate.
<Tahn> ...Some sort of drug, apparently.
* Bree sticks her hand down in it. "Bleah.. worthless stuff... maybe it's packing.." *digs*
<Leon> A drug?
<Tahn> Yeah...
<Leon> There are drugs here?
<TheStoryteller> Bree digs, but just gets a white hand from the effort.
<Celyna> Why would they have a drug in HERE?
<Tahn> Some sort of..
<Leon> Fuck..we picked the wrong warehouse..
* Tahn sniffs a little bit of it and reels a bit.
<Johnathan> ...looks like we picked a bad warehouse.
<Tahn> Some sort of hallucinogenic. ^^;
* Haylee is sleeping on a sack of...something.
<Tahn> Definitely a drug.
<Bree> Bleah.. now it's sticking to me from the water! *flails*
<TheStoryteller> Haylee noticed the sack she's sleeping on feels really lumpy.
* Tahn coughs.
* Haylee blinks and wakes up.
<Haylee> ...what's in here....?
* Haylee tries to open the bag.
<Leon> ...this is not a good turn of events..
<TheStoryteller> Haylee finds ammo clips for guns. :O
<Haylee> O_o Gah!
* Johnathan watches the door. "No kidding.."
* Haylee scrambles away.
<Tahn> Leon..
<Tahn> You've got some new toys.
<Tahn> ^_-
<Leon> Guns?
* Haylee bangs into the crate all the white powder was in!
<Haylee> OW!
<Tahn> No, but some ammo for such..
* Leon looks at the clips
<TheStoryteller> Some of the powder falls from the crate on Haylee's head. She sniffs it for a second and feels very disoriented.. ^^
* Jack looks at the powder....
* Bree tries dusting herself off. "Wonder if they have other weapons in here too.... Guns just aren't my thing..."
* Haylee coughs as she breathes some of the crap in. "Ah...wh..what is this...*cough cough cough*...Oh wow...@_@...swirles..."
<Tahn> Great.
<Tahn> -_-
<Leon> We should leave.
<Haylee> Wh...wh...wha.....wow...John....you're stacked... @_@
<Tahn> Yes.
* Tahn blinks.
<TheStoryteller> Leon sees they are some type of shotgun shells.. their tip seems ultra sharp.
<Haylee> And...Tahn...your ass is...wow....@_@
<Leon> Assault Rifle shells.
<Tahn> Okay, Haylee... ^_^ I think you need to calm down.
<Leon> Looks to be man killers.
* Haylee sorta looks like she's off on the moon. @_@
* Jack sniffs some of the stuff.... "WHOA....That's strong stuff....*cough*..."
<TheStoryteller> Leon acquires Piercing Shells... AP +5 to Gun
* Bree heads for the door. "I'll just wait outside..."
* Tahn hoists Haylee over his shoulder. "Come on... we gotta get you away from that stuff."
<Leon> Fucking A, put that shit down.
<Haylee> Wheee!
<Leon> Stupid fucking people..
* Bree goes outside, and sticks her hands in a puddle to wash the stuff off, looking bothered
<TheStoryteller> From down the street, Bree sees some people coming...
<Haylee> I am stupid, aren't I? I'm high! @_@ I'm stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid...*begins to cry*...stupid stupid stupid...
<Tahn> We need to find a different warehouse..
<Tahn> ...
<Leon> Too late..
<Haylee> ;_; Someone's coming....! Stupid stupid stupid...
<Tahn> Great.
<TheStoryteller> Haylee's contact high starts to wear off.
<Tahn> It's wearing off.
* Leon loads the new bullets.
<Jack> Umm...Yeah, I'm going to head outside too.....That stuff could kill a small animal instantly....
* Bree sticks her head back inside. "Guys.. I think the owners are coming back!"
<Johnathan> Well then.. we..
<Haylee> Stupid s...^_^;; ..Why am I crying?
<Leon> We'll have to do this quickly.
* Tahn puts Haylee down and casts a simple Cure litany on here, to alleviate the high. ^^;
* Haylee sighs. "^^; I guess I accidentally snorted some of the white stuff..."
* Bree keeps a watch outside to see how close they are.
* Leon looks at Celyna, "It appears we're gonna have to get messy..if you wish to hide..you can..there's no reason why you should be here.."
<TheStoryteller> Bree can see in the dim light there's about 4 of them.. three men, and one woman. They seems to have guns and some other weapons.. ^^
<Celyna> I'm not afraid of violence.
<Tahn> ...
<Tahn> Great.
<Leon> I know you're not..
<Celyna> And you can use my help.
* Celyna smirks.
* Bree sticks her head back inside. "Guys... we should leave like.. NOW!"
<Leon> ...I don't need help..
* Tahn draws his daggers, and motions for Haylee to get out her weapon..
* Haylee pulls out her bow. "You know...this has been SUCH a crappy month."
<Tahn> Tell me about it.
<Johnathan> No kidding...
<Leon> You all leave..
* Bree peeks outside for one last look.
<Leon> I'll stay...
<Tahn> No... together we can take them.
<Celyna> You dummy, of course you do.
<Haylee> Oh we're not starting this again.
<Tahn> Besides, if you die, you won't get to kill Ramon.
<Celyna> You're right about that, Haylee.
* Haylee grins.
<Johnathan> Leon, we're staying. Live with it, all right?
<Celyna> Case closed, Leon...we're doing this together, and you're gonna like it.
* Celyna winks.
* Leon sighs, "There's no sense in arguing..."
<Leon> . o O (I never could win an argument with her.)
<TheStoryteller> They are close enough to the door to hear them speaking.. they aren't hiding their words one bit.
* Leon holds his rifle ready.
* Haylee perks her ears and listens.
<TheStoryteller> [Man] Hey, I can't believe that fool! He got what he deserved!
<TheStoryteller> [Man] Yeah.. that deadbeat couldn't pay..
* Tahn twirls his daggers.
<Jack> Aw geez...Another fight? I think my axe is starting to wear......
* Bree runs back inside. "S..shove one of those crates to block the doors or something..."
<TheStoryteller> [Woman] Well boys, let's drop off this loot, and kick back, eh?
<Tahn> No need...
<Leon> Too late.
<Tahn> Bree-kun.
<TheStoryteller> [Man] We'll do a lot mroe than that, honey.. eheheh.
<Leon> ...no kidding you'll do more than that..
* Bree kicks the back of Tahn's knees "Dont call me that...." *gives him a dirty look*
* Haylee growls.
<Tahn> .oO(Wonder if we should hide and watch them.... hehehe...)
<TheStoryteller> [Woman] You're so bad, Rocki. *giggles*
<Haylee> Rocky? What's her name? Janet? Brad?
* Jack gets a nauseous feeling from that conversation.....
<Leon> Maybe she'll be interested in Bree.
* Bree leaps up and kicks at Leon's head. "I said shut up!"
<TheStoryteller> They seem to be hanging by the door rather than going in immediately..
<Johnathan> Maybe we shou... Leon, what on Lunar are you rambling ab.. nevermind,, I don't want to know.
<Leon> Oh to hell with this.
<Tahn> (w) Hide, guys... we should be able to ambush them.
<Rocki> Hey I gotta be, sweatheart, what with the Rancor's Fang cracking into our business, you know?
<Leon> ..hold on..
<Leon> Maybe I'll just blow them away through the wall.
* Bree grabs the crowbar and tries to hop up above the door frame.
<Johnathan> Maybe we can talk our way out of this..? Sounds like they're enemies of the Fang too...?
<TheStoryteller> [Man] You're trying to impress the ladies Rock. You know that.
<Celyna> (w) Don't be so rash, Leon...
<Celyna> (w) We can probably surprise them, like Tahn said.
* Haylee hides behind a non-open crate.
<Rocki> Shut up Brett.. I do what I want.
<Johnathan> Might even be able to get some info from them...? Anyone even listening to me..?
* Tahn hides behind the open one, making sure not to get any of the stuff on him or Haylee
* Bree nodnods silently at John.
<Leon> I don't want to ally myself with Bandits.
<Haylee> John...back here....
<Brett> I'm only working cause I have to feed my kids.
<Celyna> Sometimes you have to swallow your pride and do what's right.
* Haylee motions to him.
<Tahn> (w) All of Zaback is a bunch of bad apples. John.
<Johnathan> Ally, no. But we could still get some info out of them.. and we don't have to kill them...
* Johnathan sighs, and steps behind a crate.
* Haylee smiles.
<TheStoryteller> [Man] Hey, if you got a conscience.. go home, man!
<Haylee> Just in case...we've got to be careful...
<TheStoryteller> [Woman] Willie, you're just a wimp.. stop trying to be a bigshot, wannabe. :P
<Leon> ...Come on Celyna..we'll hide over here...
<Willie> Fuck... don't be jerking my chain like that!
* Celyna follows Leon silently.
<Willie> You're lucky you're Rocky's bitch, or I'd slice that face of yours..
* Bree stays perched over the doorframe, crowbar in hand "<q> Ssshhhh...."
<Tahn> .oO(We might anyways.)
<Leon> ...stay with me, and you won't get hurt.
* Celyna rolls her eyes.
<Haylee> ...
<Haylee> ~Tahn...~
* Johnathan glances at the Haylee, then Leon, and then the door.
* Celyna takes a deep breath and pats Leon comfortingly on the arm.
<Celyna> Okay.
<Tahn> ~Hai? ~ ^-^
<TheStoryteller> [Woman] You know I'd get you faster than you can blink. Sniper Katya takes no prisoners, either.
<Haylee> ~Be careful...~
<Bree> .oO( Boy.. they sure are taking their time getting in here.... )
<Leon> ....you..are being sarcastic...aren't you.
<Rocki> Let's just get this done.. there's some ralaxin' I want to be doin'.
<Tahn> .oO(Sniper?)
<Haylee> ~Sniper?~
* Willie goes to open the door, holding a sack..
<Celyna> No...I'm just trying to avoid an argument with you.
<Celyna> Because I really don't think I need your protection anymore.
<Willie> Hey, Rock!
<Celyna> But I guess it is awfully nice that you'd offer it anyway.
<Willie> Somebody broke the lock to our pad!
<Leon> ...you just don't deserve to get caught up in this..
<Haylee> ~Oh damn it...~
<Rocki> What.. don't tell me they did it again?!
<Celyna> "Deserve" is a pretty irrelevant concept.
* Bree covers her mouth and giggles quietly.
<Leon> ...maybe we should discuss this later..
<Leon> . o O (If there is a later..for me."
<Rocki> Brett, go first..
<Brett> Why me, man?
<Tahn> (w) Wait till they all get in..
<Rocki> Cause you got the best eyes here, dumbass.
<Celyna> Yeah, I'd be open to it.
<Celyna> And of course there'll be a later.
<Celyna> You're big and tough and strong, remember?
* Leon blinks, "..what are you talking about...?"
<TheStoryteller> The door creaks open... a dishelved blonde haired man enters. He has a red bandanna tied around his head, and has glasses.
<Brett> Damn, it's dark..
<Haylee> ~No shit Sherlock...~
<Bree> .oO( The guy with the best eyes has glasses? That's not saying much for the rest.... )
<Brett> I don't see anybody..
<Tahn> .oO(Heh..)
<TheStoryteller> A tall brown haired man with the same bandanna enters, followed by a black haired woman wielding a rifle..
<Tahn> .oO(Wait... wait...)
<Haylee> ~Hm?~
<Rocki> I don't like this one bit.
<Tahn> ~There's one more.~
* Katya cocks her rifle. "I smell something..."
<Tahn> ~We need to wait for him to get in before we can get them out of the way... or at least subdue and get info from them.. like John says~
<TheStoryteller> The last man enters.. he's big and burly, with the red bandanna over his shaved head.
<Tahn> ~A few more seconds...~
* Celyna bites her lip and slowly draws her whip-sword.
<Tahn> ~Wait for my signal...~
<Leon> . o O (This will be easy.)
* Tahn pulls his daggers out again..
<Bree> .oO( Bleah.. I can take all these guys out myself... )
* Haylee pulls out her bow...
<Brett> Hey! Our stash!
<Tahn> NOW!!
* Jack grabs a hold of "Barberella"
* Brett points to the opened box!
* Bree leans down and clobbers the bald guy with the crowbar.
<Rocki> Fuck.. it's an ambush!
<Leon> ...idiot...ha has no idea how to do anything like this..
* Tahn stands up behind the opened box. "Hello there, pleased to beat you."
<Willie> gahah.. Agh. o_O
* Haylee pulls out her bow and aims it at Katya!
* Celyna looks at Leon with wide eyes.
<TheStoryteller> Katya fires at Tahn, nearly hitting him!
<Haylee> Tahn! Look out!
* Leon steps out, "You are outnumbered, and outgunned, drop your weapons."
* Tahn dives under the crate again.
* Bree hops on Baldy's shoulders and repeatedly beats his head hoping he'll get KO'd.
* Haylee fires her bow at Katya in a counterattack!
<Leon> Hold your fire!
<TheStoryteller> Katya gets her rifle knocked out of her hands..
* Celyna leaps out of her hiding place and snaps her whip.
<Katya> My baby!
* Leon tosses his hands out.
* Haylee smiles. "Haven't lost my touch...."
* Celyna wraps her whip around Katya's rifle and pulls it to her
* Bree tosses the crowbar at Katya's head. "Nighty night!"
<TheStoryteller> Rocky cuts off Bree, wielding some switchblades!
<Leon> ...
<Rocki> You RF bastards!
* Leon fires his rifle into the ceiling, motioning for everyone to stop.
<Haylee> We're not the Fang!
* Bree shakes a fist. "How dare you call me RF!" *kicks at Rocki*
* Brett runs. "Shit.. I don't want to die!"
* Johnathan pauses long enough to go insubstantial, then steps out from behind the crates. "Stand down, and you'll not be harmed.. We AREN'T the Fang."
<Haylee> Bree, STOP!
* Jack hits Rocki in the head with the blunt end of his axe.
<Tahn> Here...
<TheStoryteller> Rocki and Willie are relatively down... Katya is disarmed...
<Leon> ....I said...everyone fucking stop right goddess damned NOW!
<Tahn> Bree! JACK! Get out of the way.. we'll be able to subdue the other two fairly easily..
<Johnathan> ..or, on the othert hand, those two idiots might keep hitting them..
* Leon thumps Tahn, "Shut up."
* Bree shows off a bit and does backflips out of the way.
<Jack> I think they're pretty subdued....
* Tahn backhands Leon into the wall. "Make me."
<Tahn> Point.
<Katya> And this evening was going so good.
* Leon grabs Tahn by the nap of the neck and flings him into the crates, "Don't test me."
<Tahn> Just tell us what you know and we promise we won't hurt you any more.
* Tahn stops himself before he hits the crates.
<Rocki> Fuck... damn...
<Willie> Uhhhh.. mommy... *_*
* Johnathan walks towards the group of drug runners, or whatever. "All we want is some information.. and we'll let you go about your lives."
<Leon> There's no reason to kill these people.
<Haylee> Stop it, Tahn...
<Katya> I can be reasonable..
<Rocki> This just plain out sucks..
* Jack puts back his axe.
<Brett> I'll tell you anything! Just don't kill me!
* Tahn puts his daggers in his pouch.
<Tahn> Alright..
* Johnathan smiles grimly. "Nice to see you people have some sense.."
<Leon> We aren't with the cursed Rancor's Fang.
* Bree goes and picks up the crowbar again. "I think I'll keep this.." *smiles*
<Tahn> What do you know about the Fang, anyways? We've got a certain vendetta against them...
* Johnathan gestures to Leon. "Just answer his questions, and you'll all be fine."
<Katya> If you're not Fang, then what's your turf?
<Leon> Lunar is my turf.
<Leon> That's all you need to know.
<Leon> I want to know where the Fang is based.
* Bree baps Leon lightly with the crowbar. "You don't own it all.."
<Tahn> Assorted. Let's just say we're the odd men out. The church hates us.. the Fang hates us... not much else needs to be known.
<Haylee> ....
<Rocki> So you got beef with the Fang too, eh?
* Leon sweatdrops at Bree.
<Tahn> I _TOLD_ you, Leon... they're _BASED_ in Meribia. They're here on major business.
<Leon> I have more than a Beef with them.
<Bree> Yeah.. they're a cheap gang of thugs..
<Leon> Tahn, you idiot..we aren't IN Meribia.
<Tahn> Neither are they.
<Leon> They have to be based somewhere here in town.
<Rocki> No way.. RF isn't a gang of thugs..
* Bree goes over to Tahn and baps him with the crowbar lightly. "Stop bickering Tahn-chan!"
<Rocki> They're like some big underground network or somethin'..
<Leon> ...just tell me where they are.
<Tahn> Quiet, Bree-kun.
<Tahn> Yeah.
* Haylee gives Tahn a peeved off look. "Quet. Tahn. Leon knows what he's doing."
<Leon> I know...I know..but their high rankers are here..
<Brett> Umm.. umm.. wait..
<Leon> I want to know where.
* Bree sweatdrops and baps Tahn harder. "I'll beat you harder each time you say that..."
<Brett> Yeah! I know where they are!
<Leon> ...where is that?
<Tahn> After a while, I may beat you back. ^_-
<Brett> My girlfriends' ex lover worked at a place called Diamond Dreams..
<Katya> That fancy club? They'd never let you in there, Brett.
<Tahn> ~Heheh.. I feel evil... connect Bree, so that we can freak her out... she doesn't know you know.~
* Bree gives Tahn an upset look. "It's not funny.. it really bothers me..."
<Tahn> ....
<Tahn> ~On second thought..~
<Tahn> .....
<Haylee> ~No. :/~
<Tahn> I..
<Brett> Shut up, bitch.. I'm trying to save my life here!
<Leon> Do you want me to maim him, Bree?
<Katya> Get a spine, weasel.
<Rocki> Just spill your guts, man..
* Bree stomps over to Brett crowbar raised. "What did you call me?!?!"
<Rocki> Or that guy's gonna do it for ya.
<Celyna> Calm down, Leon.
<Haylee> He wasn't talking to you, Bree. ^^:
<Brett> I was talking to Katya.. !
* Leon grins slightly, "And my way hurts a lot more."
<Celyna> Stop it!
<Brett> Ok.. ok.. this club see..
<Leon> Diamond Dreams..they are there?
* Bree sweatdrops and lowers the crowbar. "Heh.. sorry.." *patpats him*
<Tahn> (to John) Didn't we pass that place on the way here?
<Brett> They say it has a back door or something.. it leads to some kind of meeting place. He said he saw all sort of suspicious guys go in there..
* Johnathan doesn't respond, still watching the drug runners closely.
<Leon> ..suspicious..
<Leon> Any of them called..Ramon?
<Rocki> Who is that guy anyway? You always hear about him, but never see him.
<Katya> They say he's a great marksman...
* Bree pokepokes Tahn in the gut. "<m> Stop calling me that.. I really hate it..."
<Tahn> The mastermind of the Fang.
<Leon> He's the one who's got a death wish.
<Leon> And I'll grant it.
<Tahn> The greatest bastard known to man.
<Leon> Next to me, of course.
<Rocki> Hey, you'd be doing us a favor, man..
<Tahn> We'd be doing the world a favor.
<Leon> Good..then I'm going to do you another favor..
<Willie> AW.. my head..
<Leon> Tahn, come here.
* Bree hides the crowbar. "Ehehehehehe..."
<Tahn> I TOLD you, I have no more BUSINESS with those damn tweaks!
<Katya> I'd love to put a bullet in his head.. and watch his blood spill onto the cold streets..
<Leon> Shut up Tahn..I am not going to hurt you.
<Katya> He deserves it, trying to push the gangs here around.
<Leon> You are going to help these people.
<Tahn> ....Oro?
* Leon grins slightly.
<Leon> See those crates?
<Tahn> ...
<Rocki> Yo, can we leave now..
<Leon> Not yet.
<Leon> In fact..I'll have to insist on you staying.
<Tahn> ...go on, Leon...
<Leon> Anyway, Tahn, I want you to blow the contents of those crates into the water with your air magic.
<Tahn> The...water?
<Tahn> Why?
<Brett> Please, man.. I have my family waiting for me..
<Leon> Because this is a dishonest living.
<Bree> What purpose would that serve Leon? *raises an eyebrow*
* Bree baps Leon. "The guy has kids!"
<Tahn> Ah... I get it.
<Leon> If he has kids, he can get a real job.
<Johnathan> Some friendly advice, folks. He's right.. find some honest work.. it's much safer, you know?
<Tahn> Try selling the ammo, dude... you seem to have a lot of it..and Zaback seems to be just the place for it.
* Bree grabs at Leon's shirt, trying to shake him. "There aren't alot of jobs you know! Some people have to do bad things to survive!"
<Rocki> That's easy to say.. but when you got nothing already, it's a tough break.
<Tahn> ...
<Tahn> Hmm..
* Leon eyes Bree, "And I've been pennyless for 10 years, and survived."
<Katya> You wouldn't believe how desperate others are compared to us..
<Tahn> ...
<Bree> But you don't have a defenseless family either Leon.. *lets him go*
<Tahn> You know...
<Willie> I need an asprin.. that girl got me good..
* Bree rubs her head. "Sorry about that... I thought you were gonna kill us all..."
<Leon> You don't need drugs to make a living.
* Celyna sighs.
<Tahn> Leon... I don't care about what you think, you damn insensitive twink... but they seem to have a point... they can't make a living any way else here in Zaback.
<Celyna> We can't let his kids starve...
<Rocki> Well, if you were some pathetic addict who couldn't pay up, yeah we'd kill ya.
<Rocki> Survival of the fittest and that garbage.
<Bree> Like I'd try the crud in the first place...
* Leon grins slightly, "You folks would never have a chance to kill me."
<Jack> (m) Wow, the guy who acts like he has no moral values is now talking as if he's always had them.....
<Haylee> Hm... :/
<Tahn> Leon, get off it. You aren't all-mighty.
<Katya> I like him... he's dangerous...
<Leon> You folks do what you want...I said my peice...I think this a trashy way of life.
* Leon walks over to a corner and sits down.
<Tahn> So do I... but the winds of fate have a set course..
<Bree> Can't we just leave now? I'm sure there are other places we can stay...
* Brett slowly starts walking out...
<Jack> I second that.
* Leon aims his rifle, "Don't."
* Brett stops. "Uhh.. right.. yeah.." ^^
<Tahn> Let them go.. They'd probably let us stay here the night in return for our silence..
<Haylee> Is that wise...?
<Leon> ...I'm not concerened about our silence..
<Leon> I'm concerned about theirs.
<Rocki> Ah, do what you want.. there's plenty other places to go.. and we can make this back in no time.
<Tahn> Fine.
<Katya> Can I have my precious back..?
<Leon> They know where here, and what we're after. I don't want them walking the streets with that information.
<Bree> You may want to get a better lock.. that one was kinda cheap. *smiles*
<Willie> Sorry.. I couldn't get a better one..
<Tahn> I'll leave it up to the rest of you... I don't care anymore...Just stop the fighting.
* Tahn picks up the rifle and hands it to Katya. "Try shooting us again and Leon will show you how good _his_ marksmanship is."
* Bree rubs her head thinking, "Hmm.."
* Katya takes it, nuzzling it slightly. "Maybe we could have a contest..."
<Leon> There's no reason for bloodshed..I will shoot you without a second thought.
<Bree> Tahn.. you should have took the clip...
<Katya> You can keep the ammo if you want.. my little present...
<Tahn> No..
<Tahn> I trust them.
<Tahn> I trust them not to kill us, at least.
<Leon> ...trust...
* Haylee nods.
* Bree goes over and sits on a crate "So.. what're we doing exactly?"
<Haylee> Too bad they don't have arrows in there. ^^;
<Rocki> Ok guys and gals.. let's head to Ralph's place to chill for tonight.
<Leon> Who said you could go...
<Rocki> OK.. sheesh. This really sucks.
<Johnathan> Let them go..
* Brett waits silently, adjusting his glasses.
<Leon> And why...?
<Tahn> Gomen... Fate is a fickle mistress.
<Bree> What if we go with them.. to where ever Ralph's is?
* Johnathan smiles. "They won't hurt us.. we're after the Fang.. and like they said.. that'll be a favor to them."
<Leon> They could go to the Fang...
<Brett> There's something else you'd better know if you're going after the Fang now...
<Tahn> Hai...?
<Willie> Wow, you're smart Brett.. must be those glasses you stole.
* Leon listens..but doesn't appear to be.
<Brett> Heh.. Well, you see, they're having a big ball there..
* Bree goes over and tries taking the glasses off his head. "Stole? You mean they aren't prescription?"
<Tahn> "big ball"? What big ball?
<Leon> They are throwing a party.
<Leon> We already know this.
<Brett> A costume party. If you could get an invitation it'd be great if you wanted to snoop around.
<Tahn> Hmm.
<Tahn> We'd need costumes, too.
* Brett blinks. "Well, they're close enough.." ^^
<Tahn> Either way... any idea where we could get invitations?
* Bree tries putting on Brett's glasses. "What's so special about these?"
<Haylee> Costume...but then how would we know who is who...?
<Rocki> Hey, Willie's man Randy could forge you a few..
<Tahn> Mannerisms. I could tell you the mannerisms of most of the Fang.
<Leon> I'll make you a deal...
<Tahn> Scott would be able to point out Nasch without trying.
<Haylee> Well, I can by reading their thoughts....but....the rest of you...
<Leon> You come up with those invitations, I don't care how..
<Leon> And I'll let you go.
<Tahn> -_-
<Tahn> Leon...
<Leon> Otherwise you'll be sleeping here...
<Leon> And Tahn snores.
<Tahn> LEON!
* Haylee giggles.
<Leon> ..and he drools too...
* Tahn glares at Leon. "What the hell do you mean by that?!"
<Tahn> ....
<Rocki> Umm.. yeah... torture all right. I'll make some calls, ok?
* Leon nods. "Good. I trust you'll come up with what we need."
* Bree peers around with the glasses on.
<TheStoryteller> Bree sees the warehouse so close up it hurts her eyes.
* Bree takes them off and rubs her eyes. "Gaah Man!"
* Bree hands them back. "What the heck's wrong with those things?"
<Brett> Umm.. I'm nearsighted a little..
* Leon eyes Celyna, then bows his head back down..taking a restful sitting.
<Bree> I thought they were magical or something... since you stole them. *smiles cutely*
<Tahn> ...
* Johnathan stares at the crates, almost losing interest in the drug people.
<Tahn> -_- Bree..
<Brett> Well maybe they are.. I got them off this student from Vane!
* Leon sighs, "A Costume party....lovely...I have to get a costume..."
* Johnathan glances back. "From Vane....?"
* Haylee whispers to Leon. "Dress as a mime. ;)"
<Tahn> He couldn't act the part, Hay.
<Leon> ...as I'm sure you know...I don't do dressing up...
<Bree> Hai.. maybe... you'd have to get someone to see what they do..
<Katya> Maybe I can dress as a Vampire Slayer.. like the ones on TV.
* Haylee snicks. ^^:
<Rocki> You know we can't get in that place!
<Leon> What do you think, Celyna...?
<Katya> Rocki.. you're such a party-pooper.
<Bree> But where are we going to get costumes? *blinks*
<Tahn> If we could get hands on some material, I'm sure Jack and Hay could make something. *smirks*
<Celyna> About dressing up?
<Brett> Well.. in the city they have some stores.. or you could raid a textile factory and make them.
<Leon> ..yes...I know you are big into that.
<Haylee> Hm..
<Celyna> Well, it's always kind of fun to dress someone else up...
* Celyna gets a twinkle in her eye.
<Leon> ...fun...
<Leon> ..so what do you propose..I go as...
<Willie> Want me to go call Randy?
<Tahn> Hmm..
* Leon nods, "Do what you can."
<Celyna> Well, personally, I'd love to see you in drag...
<Jack> Heh....I know what I'm going to be......
<Celyna> But I don't think you'd really go for that.
* Johnathan glances back at the crates, his look slowly turning into a glare, and starts to mutter. "...That stuff has no right to exist...."
<Tahn> Go as a police officer... not that far of a strech, not to mention you'll get lynched. *smirks more*
* Haylee hmms. "I want to go as...I have no idea. ^_^"
<Leon> ....I DON'T think so...
* Celyna giggles.
* Bree rubs her head. "I already have something I could use... but, I really dont wanna walk around in it." *clears her throat*
<Tahn> Haylee... You could go as Jess De Alkirk. ^_-
<Haylee> ...You're joking. :p
<Tahn> Probably. ^_^
<Haylee> Maybe Althena... ^_^
* Bree folds her arms. "And I couldn't do Jess?"
<Haylee> ...Nah. :p
<Haylee> ^_^ Jean!
<Haylee> That's it!
* Willie goes to the corner of the place where there is a busted up pay phone lying.
<Leon> ...I seriously dislike this idea...
* Tahn looks at Bree. "Jean definitely fits you more."
<Scott> It's tactically sound....
<TheStoryteller> He picks up the receiver, looking very stupid, but it apparently works as he dials the number.
* Haylee sighs.
<Scott> Something's fishy about this warehouse.....
* Bree turns away. "Bleah... I don't like her..."
<Tahn> Heh.. ^^;
<Leon> I'll go as me.
<Rocki> Hey, it's not much, but we call it home.
<Tahn> And Ramon will spot you in a second. REEEEAL smart, Leon.
<Scott> I don't think they'll recognize me.
<Leon> Like he knows who I am...
<Scott> After all, the image they got of me was the one of DarkStar's illusion.
<Bree> Maybe I can just sit out the party.. nothing I want to dress as...
<Tahn> ...I was able to crack into the Fang's files.
<Tahn> They have hundreds of pages, literally, on you, Leon.
<Leon> ....I'm flattered..
<Tahn> Apparently they see you as a real threat.
<Leon> As well they should.
<Leon> Not that it'll do them any good.
* Haylee sighs and sits down on the floor.
* Scott slices into one of the crates, both to let out a bit of frustration, and checking out his surroundings.
<Tahn> And have learned to spot you on sight and shoot at same sight.
<Katya> Ramon's scared of you? Ohh.. now this is interesting.
<Bree> I'm going to go walk around... *heads towards the back of the warehouse, looking around*
<Leon> ..any man should be scared of me.
<TheStoryteller> Scott spills more of the white powder on the ground..
* Tahn moves out of Scott's "blast radius".
<Willie> Yeah.. yeah.. uh uh.. that's right Randy...
* Scott kneels down and inspects the powder's texture. "Yep. I thought so. 100% pure coke."
<Haylee> Scott! Don't touch that!
<Haylee> ^^:
<Willie> No, I'm not done paying off the car jacker...
<Leon> Welcome to the present, Scott.
<Tahn> We knew that before.
<Johnathan> No right at all...
<Rocki> Hey, only the good stuff, right?
<Leon> In any case, Ramon should be scared of me.
* Bree walks around the inside walls of the warehouse, bored and nervous, thinking to herself.
* Willie hangs up the receiver..
* Scott walks over to Willie. "What do you know of Nasch's actions? And of the girl he's keeping hostage?"
<Willie> Hey.. good news! I think we can get some tickets by tomorrow morning.
* Johnathan lets himself resolidify, rolling a slowly growing, but as of yet tiny ball of energy in his hands.
<Haylee> Scott, wake up call. He doesn't know anything. :p
<Leon> Good.
<Willie> Randy knows somebody who knows somebody who works for someone going, and stole theirs!
<Leon> Excellent work.
* Scott nods.
<Leon> Now all we need..are costumes.
* Bree hops up on a crate, and sighs. "Can't think of a costume.." *frowns*
<Rocki> Great... you all happy now?
<Tahn> Hmm..
<Bree> Point us to a place for fabric and materials.. and I will be.
<Scott> Actually, I can use some more information....but....that should do for now.
* Johnathan smiles faintly. "Costumes..."
<Tahn> Luc Ausa. ^_^
<Haylee> Luc Ausa?
* Bree blinks "Need a tissue, Tahn?"
<Leon> ...No, I'm not happy.
<Leon> Don't ask stupid questions.
<Scott> I could use parts of my dogi as a costume....but I'll need a hood...or some sort of mask.
* Tahn glares at Bree.
<Jack> Finally, a light side to this situation!
* Bree blinks. "What?" *sweatdrops* "Sounded like you sneezed..."
<Brett> Like I said find a textile mill around.. there's plenty near the industrial area just to the west side of this block.
* Tahn looks back to Haylee. "Luc Mikaze Ausa. 5th in the Ausa line."
<Leon> Good idea.
<Haylee> Ah...a male Ausa?
<Leon> You're full of good ideas, Brett...
<Leon> Too bad you use it for...that... *points to the drugs*
* Tahn blinks at Haylee. "What do you think Kash was?"
<Johnathan> There have been a few, Haylee... the vast majority have been female, but..
<Brett> Yeah.. well.. I wanna not do it but...
<Leon> Talk to Celyna...she can get you a good job.
* Scott ducks behind the crates for a few minutes and changes part of his attire to the close fitting pants of his guard uniform. He then puts his sword back at his sides and walks back to the party. "Now all I need is some sort of hood and mask."
<Haylee> ...Nevermind...
<Katya> Say, why don't I gun a window down in a sweatshop for you, and you can use their equipment?
* Haylee turns away.
<Tahn> ...
<Tahn> Let's stay legal, ne?
* Tahn sweatdrops.
<Leon> I'd prefer not to cause a scene.
<Bree> Let's just visit one of those places after hours ne?
<Willie> I'm hungry, Rocki..
<Leon> Well there is a problem...
<Rocki> And I could use a beer.. make that a whole case..
* Johnathan walks over to Haylee, still playing with the energy ball. "Are you all right..?"
<Haylee> ...I'm ...okay...
<Leon> If all the Fang knows who I am...I can't leave here...
<Haylee> Just very confused and tired...
<Haylee> I feel like I'm out of place...
<Tahn> ...
<Katya> You can stay here.. they pretty much ignore this run down area of the city.
<Tahn> Gomen, Leon.
* Bree bounces her heels off the crate she's sitting on. "We'll stick you in a dress then, Leon..." *giggles to herself*
* Johnathan nods slowly. "People like you don't belong in places like this..."
<Leon> ...
* Tahn blinks.
* Haylee blinks. "What do you mean, John? Do you think I'm not strong enough?"
<Tahn> Leon.. in drag. SCARY mental image, Bree.
<Bree> "ho'd look for a big burly woman to be you? *giggles*
* Scott takes a piece of red cloth out of his pack and ties it around his nose and mouth. "Think this'll work as a disguise, folks?"
<Leon> ...I won't wear a dress.
<Tahn> ...
<Bree> I guess so, Scott...
<Brett> Umm.. can I go yet?
<Brett> It's getting really late...
<Leon> When will we get our invitations?
* Scott nods. "Then I'm going to go snooping around. Wearing all this black, it'll help me conceal myself in the shadows."
* Johnathan raises an eyebrow. "Strength has nothing to do with it. I'm sure you're strong enough.. but you're obviously not suited to it.."
<Johnathan> ..neither am I, really.
<Haylee> Yeah...
<Haylee> I'm a country girl...and I know it....I just feel so out of place... :/
<Bree> Be careful then Scott..
<Willie> Come by Randy's place around 10 am.. he'll have 'em. It's two blocks down, through the alley, and up the stairs.
<Tahn> ...
<Tahn> It's okay, Haylee.
<Bree> Nothing wrong with being from the country... I'm from way out there too...
<Leon> Okay...then we'll do that.
<Haylee> Tahn...
<Leon> You are all free to go...as I promised.
<Tahn> Hay ^^;
<Leon> However.
* Scott nods as he blends into the shadows of the warehouse and disappears from sight. The sound of a door closing is the only signal of Scott leaving the warehouse.
<Leon> Don't double cross me.
<Tahn> -_- Leon.
<Leon> Or you'll find that the Fang is a walk in the park next to dealing with me.
<Rocki> Woah.. I never thought I'd be so glad to get out of here!
<Brett> Celyna.. umm.. look me up.. I.. may want that job...
<Celyna> I'll see what I can do.
<TheStoryteller> Brett leaves quickly and Rocki starts to run.. Willie shambles out behind them..
* Leon relaxes in the corner.
* Johnathan looks at the crates again. "I'm so tempted to obliterate those..."
<Katya> Too bad.. I look forward to seeing you again, Leon...
* Bree waves her hands. "Not while I'm sitting on one you won't!"
* Katya winks and leaves, closing the door.
<Leon> ...never thought I'd ever hear anyone say that.
<Jack> So...I guess we hang here 'till the morning, huh?
<Haylee> Don't ^^; That stuff'll get in the air and I'll get loopy again...and....John...no offense, but you on drugs would scare the crap out of me.
<Bree> Yeah.. one long boring night...
<Leon> Unless some of you would like to go get us some costumes.
* Scott is gone, sneaking around town, looking for clues and gathering costume stuff for the party.
<TheStoryteller> There's a stack of some canvas rolled up against the wall that you didn't notice before.
<Bree> We could always swipe the stuff we need and bring it back here..
<Tahn> Oro?
<Leon> I'd prefer not to result to theft, Bree.
<Bree> Hey.. look who you're talking to, Leon... *smiles a bit*
<Johnathan> ...point..
<Haylee> ^^;
* Leon nods, "How true..."
<Bree> But.. if you're so self conscious about it.. just leave money...
<Leon> I can't go anywhere, Bree.
<TheStoryteller> Tahn notes that it looks worn.. It could work like a makeshift bed if need be.
<Tahn> Hmm.
<Tahn> Apparently someone was here before. ^_^
* Haylee looks really tired, and cups her face in her hands.
* Bree hops off the crate. "Well.. I'm going to -swipe- some stuff.. who's coming with me?"
* Leon lets out a sigh, "Tomorrow it happens..."
<Leon> I can't go, Bree, or I would..
<Tahn> I'll come with... ^_^
<Leon> Take Celyna..if she wants to go.
<Tahn> Cel, wanna go? ^_^
<Bree> Yeah.. I know Leon...
* Bree looks over at Tahn. "You can come.. but don't call me you know what..."
* Scott is still sneaking around town, snooping around almost everywhere there's a shadow he can hide in.
<TheStoryteller> Scott finds a door to another warehosue.. there's a few rolled up yards of material sitting in a truck in the loading area.
* Haylee leans against the canvas bags, looking up at the ceiling.
<Scott> .oO(Excellent.)
<Tahn> You mean Bree-k *gets his mouth covered by Bree's hand*
<Leon> ..if you take Celyna..
<Leon> Both of you..don't hit on her.
* Bree grins and stomps his foot. "That's the one..."
<Tahn> ...
* Scott grabs several yards of the material and heads back to the warehouse. He reappears behind Haylee, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Found some costume material already."
* Tahn jumps 10 feet. ^^;
* Haylee sings a soft song under her breath, fiddling with the necklace John gave her...
* Bree bonks Leon with the crowbar "<vq> Quit talking like that!"
<Tahn> I didn't see you there, Scott! O_o
<Haylee> Oh!
<Haylee> You did? ^_^ That's great!
* Leon looks up, "Talking like what?"
<Scott> Advantages of studying the art of stealth back in Horam a couple of years ago.
<Haylee> Hmm...so what kind of material did you find?
* Scott puts the yards of material down on one of the crates. "Take a look."
<Bree> <vq> The 'both of you dont hit on her' comment...
<Tahn> Bree.. Still gonna go?
<Haylee> Ooh!
<Haylee> This could make a really cute kimono...
<Leon> ..did I say something not true...?
<Bree> Well.. if he got some, we really dont need to go steal stuff..
<TheStoryteller> It mostly lighter kinds.. in various colors.. a roll of blue, red, and two white.
<Tahn> I might as well stay here to make costumes... I could make one for you too if you want... you have roughly the same dimensions as Hay here does ^_^
<Haylee> Hmm...maybe I'll be an angel...yeah! That's it!
<Scott> Hey, I swiped them off of a truck docked at a nearby warehouse.
* Johnathan looks thoughtful. "A costume, huh.. what to be.."
* Bree shakes the crowbar at Leon. "Just keep your mouth shut or I'll make sure you'll never have children..." *looks very serious*
* Haylee hugs the white fabric. ^_^
* Leon raises an eyebrow, "I'm never going to have any anyway."
* Tahn takes some of the blue, some of the white, and starts working on a robe. ^_-
* Scott pulls the red mask down around his neck. "I'm going to go like this."
<Tahn> Heh..
<Tahn> I think I'll call you "Jack Bandit" now, Scott.
* Bree shakes the crowbar. "Then just keep quiet out of curtesy to me..."
<Leon> Indeed.
<Leon> . o O (I probably won't be alive after this...)
* Haylee smiles, and tries to make a cute little dress out of the white fabric.
<Scott> Besides, when I get into the Diamond Dreams, I can do the same thing I did here to sneak around and find Tomoe without the Fang finding me. I'll just have to blend into the shadows.
* Tahn makes a long blue tunic, lines it with white fabric...
* Bree hops over and sits on a crate again. "Still nothing for me to make for a costume..."
* Tahn sews surprisingly well, those of you paying attention may notice. ^_-
<Haylee> Is there thread and scissors in there?
<Scott> Why not try your bunny suit, Bree...
<Scott> ^_^x
<Tahn> I got some if you need it, Hay. ^_^
* Bree sweatdrops. "I said I wouldn't wear that...."
<Haylee> Really? ^_^ Cool!
* Tahn tosses Hay some thread and a pair of scissors out of his bag.
<Leon> ...this costume thing is such a bad idea...
<Johnathan> It'd certainly work as a costume, Bree. But your call.
<Haylee> Thanks!
<Tahn> It's the only idea, Leon.
<Tahn> The only one that keeps us all alive.
* Haylee begins to cut and sew, surprisingly well. ^^
<Scott> And the only tactically sound one at that..
<Bree> I don't want people thinking I'm serving drinks...
* Tahn sews more surprisingly well. ^_-
<Johnathan> It's worth a shot, Leon... do you have a better idea? If you do.. lets hear it.. I'm not too fond of this either.
<Tahn> Hmm.. just about done...
* Haylee sews even better than Tahn. ^_-
<Leon> ...I don't do...dressing up..
<Tahn> Hmm...
<Johnathan> Then don't think of it as dressing up..
<Johnathan> ..think of it as camoflauge.
<Tahn> John... your staff.. mind if I use it? ^_-
* Haylee hmms. "If I just had some wire..."
<Bree> Well.. lets just stick Leon in Pirate clothes.. and that way it's not really dressing up...
<Johnathan> My.. staff?
* Scott takes a yard of black material he swiped and creates a makeshift hood. "This should accent this outfit just fine."
<Bree> ...just, a wardrobe change.
<Tahn> Hai... part of the costume, really. ^^;
* Leon eyes Celyna, "You can decide on a costume for me...I'm sure you've got good ideas."
<Johnathan> I.. well.. hold on a sec..
<Celyna> I'm not a CEO just because of my good looks, Leon. ;)
* Johnathan takes the second staff he's been carrying around, the one he hasn't been holding in battle, and tosses it to Tahn. "Careful with it.."
<Johnathan> Darned thing's a little pyrotechnic.
<Leon> ...well, regardless...I trust you Celyna..just decide on something...
* Haylee finds some wire, and continues to sew. ^_^
* Johnathan opens his pack, looking through it. "Hrm.. now.. what can I.."
<Tahn> Thanks. ^_^
* Tahn wraps quite a bit of white fabric around the top of the staff and binds it in place.
<Tahn> There...
<Johnathan> Aha..
<Tahn> Now... anyone have a comb?
* Haylee finishes. "There..."
<Bree> I have a brush, Tahn..
* Haylee hmms... "I should try it on..."
<Tahn> That works, but I'd prefer a comb.
* Johnathan shrugs off the light blue robe he usually wears over the rest of his clothing, folding it and sticking it into his pack.
<Bree> Well... if no one else has a comb, just ask for my brush. *smiles a bit*
* Haylee blinks at John...
* Tahn takes off his trenchcoat and puts the robe on over his clothing..
* Bree turns away from John, sweatdropping.
<Haylee> . o O ( Wow....the cute...thin waif look..... ^_^ )
* Johnathan pulls out and puts on a heavy, deep black robe/cloak.
<Tahn> Bree... mind handing me that brush?
<Tahn> And a mirror, if you have it? ^_-
* Leon stays in the corner, not really watching the others.
* Bree hops off and goes over to Tahn, handing him a mirror and brush. "All girls keep those things.." *smiles a bit*
* Johnathan flips the hood over his head, obscuring his face totally, and rests his hands into the opposite sleeves. "This could work.."
<Haylee> Grim Reaper?
* Johnathan chuckles. "That or just plain death. Morbid, huh?"
<Haylee> Heh! I'm gonna be an angel. ^_^
<Bree> Are we getting dressed now? *raises an eyebrow*
* Jack is asleep on the floor. "Zzz....Hehhe.....Good costume......I know....zzzz.."
<Haylee> We'll coordinate nicely. ;)
<TheStoryteller> You hear playing in the streets.. "Who's gonna kick yo ass.. D_Generation X.. who's gonna kick yo ass..." ;)
<Leon> That's quite a stretch for you Haylee.
<Haylee> ..What do you mean, Leon?
* Tahn brushes his hair to both sides, making sure it fits the paintings he's seen...
<Leon> ...nothing..
<Haylee> No, what do you mean?
<Leon> ...it was my false attempt at humor.
<Haylee> ...
* Tahn stands up, staff in his right hand. ^_^
* Haylee suddenly looks angry, throws the coustume to the floor, and storms off.
* Johnathan flips the hood back off his head, frowning. "Haylee?"
* Tahn looks at Hay.
<Tahn> Whoa.
<Leon> ..maybe it is more of a stretch.
* Bree pokes Tahn. "Are we just trying things on... or... getting ready for real?" *trying to ignore Haylee as much as possible*
* Tahn stays back... and indicates Bree and John to do the same. "She needs her time alone..."
<Tahn> No idea. ^_^
<Scott> I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready for real.
* Haylee sits by the window, looking out over the city.
<Leon> I'm awaiting Celyna to decide on a costume for me...
* Celyna is off debating which fabric to use..
<TheStoryteller> Haylee sees the bleek streets of the area through the musty window.
<Bree> Hai... well I don't want to get dressed up until the last minute....
* Johnathan sighs, glancing at Haylee, then looking to the others. "I have an oddly.. bad feeling about all of this."
<Haylee> . o O ( I'm so tired of this...so tired of being the weak girl...so tired of having to say and do things perfectly...So tired of feeling like I have to be perfect after what Zeio's done...So TIRED of it... )
* Haylee has also shut off mental links. ^_^
<Leon> Is it that time of the month for you or something, Haylee?
<Haylee> ....
* Scott draws Misogi and starts practicing his sword techniques, making sure not to get too close to his comrades.
* Tahn still understands what Hay is feeling... he's been where she is...
<Johnathan> Hush, Leon.
* Leon rolls his eyes.
<Haylee> Yeah, yeah it's that time of the month. Happy now? Are you going to humiliate me more, Leon? Well, go ahead, hotshot. Do it. I'm tired of it all.
* Leon blinks.
* Bree hops up on a crate again after getting her brush and mirror, trying her best to ignore it all, a sad expression on her face.
* Scott stops short and sheathes the blade. "Haylee-dono?"
<Leon> Calm down.
<Leon> Anger doesn't become you.
<Haylee> Exactly, I have to be perfect.
<Johnathan> No one expects you to be perfect.
<Haylee> I'm reminded every day of what Zeio made me do and I have to amend for that.
<Scott> No one expects perfection, Haylee.
<Leon> Well, anything beats being like me...I think you'll agree..
<Haylee> ...
<Scott> Because no one's perfect.
<Johnathan> You don't need to amend for anything.
<Johnathan> Your actions weren't yours, we know that.
<Johnathan> Just be yourself, don't try to change because of some stupid, assinine...
<Haylee> ...Try telling other people that...like that woman Nicolette.
<Scott> That woman named after a nicotine gum? Forget her...she's not worth a second thought.
<Johnathan> Look, if you let other's opinions of you rule your actions..
* Bree kicks her feet against the crate "<q> Someone just tell me when we're getting dressed for the party.. so I can get dressed...."
<Johnathan> ..it's absurd to.
<Scott> We will, Bree.
* Bree nods. "Thanks Scott..." *smiles sadly at him*
<Leon> Haylee, you're a charismatic individual...these people risked their lives for you..they didn't care about Lunar or anyone else..they just want to help you. I think that should mean something to you.
* Haylee looks at Bree, and asks softly. "And I want to know why Bree suddenly hates me so much..."
* Scott grins at Bree, but his look is one of a man ready for a battle.
* Bree turns away, hanging her head.
<TheStoryteller> The Blue Star starts to rise outside... It's nearly full.
<Haylee> ...Thank you Leon...That means a lot to me...
<Leon> ..of course..I could care less...but you know that...
* Haylee smiles at Leon, if she knows a little something more. "I understand."
<Bree> <q> I dont hate you Haylee... *looks even sadder*
<Haylee> Bree, can I talk to you sometime?
<Bree> Yeah.. I guess so...
* Leon blinks, "What's that look for...?"
<Haylee> Great...
<Leon> ....I don't like those looks...
<Jack> Zzzzz....*Snicker*...Dark False....If that isn't the stupidist name......*Snort*....zzzzzz...
<Haylee> Anyway, I'm gonna head off to bed...
<Haylee> Good night everyone...pleasant dreams...
<Tahn> Just remember, Hay... I've been there. Both me and John protect you because we love you.. not because we think we need to.
<Haylee> ...Tahn...
* Bree says softly. "Hai............ nite."
* Haylee smiles.
<Tahn> If you need to be by yourself for a few weeks, tell us, k? ^^;
<Leon> ...I don't love anyone...keep those comments to yourselves..
<Haylee> ...I'm fine. :)
<TheStoryteller> You hear the door creak open.
* Tahn looks at Leon. "Was I talking about y...what?"
* Scott puts a hand on his sword.
* Tahn turns back towards the door.
* Johnathan smiles faintly. "She doesn't need my protection, I'm sure..."
* Haylee blinks.
<Katya> Psst.. hey.
* Johnathan turns towards the door.
<Tahn> Yeah, gunslinger? ^_-
* Katya throws some shiny things at Leon.
* Bree looks at the ground, not paying attention to Katya.
* Leon looks at the items.
<Katya> These are the keys to Rocki's ride.. don't tell him I took them. ;)
<Tahn> Heh.. ^_^
<Leon> ..thank you...I'm sure it'll come in handy.
<Scott> I think I'll walk to the party....
<Katya> It's better than walking the street. *blows a kiss*
<TheStoryteller> She shuts the door again.
<Haylee> That was nice of her...
<Johnathan> It wouldn't do to all arrive together anyway..
<Bree> .oO( <sadly> Even Leon has someone who likes him.... )
<Leon> ...I really don't know what to think...
* Scott relaxes from his stance and sits down, resting his sword, in it's sheath, against his shoulder.
<Xavier> Hey.. what about me? Can't I go too?
<Leon> ...I don't think I've had a woman act like that in front of me before...
<Tahn> ...
<Tahn> I think she really likes you, Leon... yanno, You'd make a great couple... the twin gunslingers, Leon and Katya.
<Haylee> ^_^ You can be Bun-Bun, Xavier. He's a mascot in some comic strip...
<Leon> You know better than to talk like that.
<Bree> <q> Dress him up as a weenie dog......
<Xavier> Really? I but I'm twice as cool as some guy who sounds like a pastry. :P
<Haylee> ^_^ Nono...but he carries an axe.
<Tahn> An...axe? O_o
<Haylee> Or was it a switchblade...
<Haylee> I dunno! ^-^
<Scott> .oO(I'm close. I just hope we can defeat Nasch without any un-necessary bloodshed.)
<Leon> ..it's just surprising..
* Johnathan chuckles. "Switchblade.. I've seen that comic myse... you're talking to the ferret again?"
<Haylee> ^^; Yep.
<Tahn> ...Hey, Hay..
<Haylee> Yes?
<Tahn> I felt it earlier... why'd you cut off the mental links? ^^;
* Xavier poings araound.
<Johnathan> ...mental links?
<Leon> ..it must be that time of the month for her...she's changing speeds like nothing else.
<Haylee> ...I just needed some time alone, but I put them back up. :)
<Scott> To the ferret.
<Tahn> ...long story, John.
<Xavier> Go to bed already! I'm getting tired watching you do all this work...
<Johnathan> Talking ferrets, mental links TO a talking ferret..
* Johnathan blinks. "How odd."
<Bree> <q> All animals could probably talk if you had a mental link...
* Haylee giggles and falls back on the canvas sacks, trying to get some sleep.
* Tahn takes the robe/tunic off and puts his trenchcoat on.
<Leon> Get some rest.
<Leon> I'll take watch.
* Tahn falls asleep in the corner.
<Johnathan> Right..
<Johnathan> Wake me in a few hours, Leon.. I'll take over for you.
<Leon> Just get some rest Johnathan..I don't think I'll be able to rest.
<Leon> ...even if I wanted to.
<Scott> Join the club, Leon. I'm not going to be able to either.
* Johnathan shrugs. "Your call.. I think I might just be awake by then anyway."
* Johnathan closes his eyes, muttering as he lies down, his breathing slowly speeding up.
<TheStoryteller> As you doze off thinking about the uses of a talking ferret as a costume accessory.. we bring this chapter to a close. Tomorrow morning we'll see just who's tricked.. or treated.

~~ SESSION END ~~

Session Close: Mon Oct 25 00:03:58 1999