<MaxSK> ((Which plot?))
<MaxSK> ((Well... We could bring Trench into usual RP...
We've got... four SWAT Kats he can bug right now.))
<Sagey> ((Random plot? Wing it, then? Two and two? ::dies
Max::))
<NRAprez> ((four? ))
<Sagey> ((Dark SKs are still there))
<TrenchKat> ((oooo...Max, that'd be fun. would that be
OK for everyone else?))
<MaxSK> ((T-Bone, Razor, Reformed Dark T-Bone, Reformed
Dark Razor.))
<NRAprez> ((ah.... Jessie's got 2 twin brothers now..
heh heh))
<MaxSK> ((::checks for R's in there, not D's quickly::))
<MaxSK> ((Oh good... No one can mock me... yet.))
<Sagey> ((::DEAD!!!!!!!!!!:: Deformed...))
<Sagey> ((You shoulda added "Super" to that..))
<MaxSK> ((::SNOOOOORKS!:: I've never seen a super-deformed
Dark SWAT Kat....))
<NRAprez> ((::snorks!::))
<Sagey> ((::dies::))
<MaxSK> ((Awww... He could have a cute widdle missile
launcher!))
<Sagey> ((::dead at the image!!!!::))
*** MaxSK is now known as AltRazor
<AltRazor> ((::as he can't very well be "Dark
Razor" when he reformed::))
<NRAprez> ((::snorks::))
*** Sagey is now known as AltTBone
<AltRazor> ((And, "Light Razor?" Well, I'm
sure it gives a close shave and all, but it's no name.))
***NRAprez is now known as JessieSK
<AltRazor> ::iiiiiiis... out for a walk, needed to think::
<JessieSK> ((any idea where Jess's is?))
<TrenchKat> ((Jess is in a state of dissaray))
<AltTBone> ((::snorks, Trench::))
<AltRazor> ((Is that near my state? Hysteria?))
<JessieSK> ((state of dissaray? ::blink::))
<AltRazor> ((No, wait.. I moved to Confusion.))
<TrenchKat> ((okay, "disarray". sorry))
<AltTBone> ::iiiissss... with his partner... actually, is
there, but not there... he seems in another state of mind...::
<AltRazor> ::nudges his partner:: Pothole.
<JessieSK> ((<AltRazor> pothole <AltT-BOne>
no way I'm T-Bone..))
<AltTBone> ::snaps awake:: Huh? Oh... ::moves out of the
way:: Thanks.
<AltRazor> ((::snorks::))
<AltRazor> Welcome.
<AltRazor> ::pauses, notes a hole in the plot::
*** AltRazor is now known as AltJake
<AltTBone> ((::Snoooooooorks!:: Oops.))
*** AltTBone is now known as AltChance
<JessieSK> ::is is is is is is is ... back at HQ.. target
practicing...with two guns!!::
<AltJake> ::steps around that too and continues on with
only a minor adjustment::
<AltChance> ::feels awkward... has so many things to say to
his partner, yet he can't seem to spill them out::
<Trina> ::iiiiiiis... um......:: Heads up!! ::tosses the
basketball to Phoenix::
<AltJake> ::looks at Chance's thoughtful face... hasn't
seen that in years... usually it was just a fury when he was
bothered by anything::
<JessieSK> ::siiighs...puts her guns away and goes to the
gym to work out I guess::
<TrenchKat> ::wanders the streets, looking for trouble::
<AltChance> ((<Trench> And making it double))
<TrenchKat> ((no-no, that's double-double))
<AltJake> ((SAGE! ::dies::))
<AltChance> ((That was the whole point. ;) ))
<TrenchKat> ((and no, I will NOT quit immitating them.
;O) ))
<JessieSK> ((LOL))
<AltJake> ::kicks a can along in front of him for a few::
<JessieSK> ::is wearing boxing gloves and is punching the
heck outta the punching bag::
<AltJake> ((<Heck> ::is leaking out a hole on the
opposite side::))
<JessieSK> ((::snorks::))
<AltChance> ((::snorks!::))
<AltChance> So... ::clears his throat::
<AltJake> Hmmm? ::looks up at him::
<JessieSK> ((<Jessie> ::punch punch punch::
<Steele> ::walks by:: <Jessie> ::Accidentally brains
him instead of tha bag::))
<TrenchKat> ((::has a feeling no real RP will happen
tonight. but that's okay:: ;O) ))
<AltJake> ((Are we high tonight or what?))
<AltChance> ((Mua!!))
<TrenchKat> ((as a kite. *hee* ))
<AltJake> ((::blames her markers::))
<Trina> ::walking...walking... towards Trench, I guess.. is
on street patrol::
<JessieSK> ::Gets a drink of water, gets a shower changes
back and goes back to her office::
<AltChance> ::sighs a tad:: Jake... where... exactly did it
go wrong? I'm trying to remember if it was before or after we
made that pact with Dark Kat....
<JessieSK> ::is back in her office..throwing darts at the
latest villain of the week on her dartboard...villain is Viper::
<AltJake> I... really think it was before...
<JessieSK> ::yes she has nothing to do.. someone send her
out to do soemthing!!!::
<TrenchKat> ::roughs up a couple of punks vandalizing a
building::
<Trina> ::pauses at seeing that, wonders if the guys owed
him money::
<JessieSK> ::bored..plays solitaire on her computer...::
<AltChance> Before, huh? ::nods assent:: Was it really...
worth it? Public ridicule, I know... but teaming up with the guy
that caused it?
<PhoenixWolf> ::Sits on his haunches on a nearby building
ledge... sees Trina up and about, glad she's feeling better...::
<TrenchKat> ::leaves them unconscious as he goes his way.
they'd been in the process of graffitti::
<AltJake> No... It wasn't worth any of it.
<Trina> ::just gapes as he approaches:: Excuse me?
<AltJake> ((<Krismun> Ahhh... That's why they
told us not to graffiti things... Trench is part of the Columbus
PD... I'll remember that.))
<TrenchKat> ::keeps walking:::
<JessieSK> ::bored..checks all her guns..she's got tonsa
them in her office on her desk and inside it.. is using some as a
paper weight::
<AltChance> :nods:: Jake... all the years, all the
sacrifice to become... villains... ::finally just sits... I
suppose they're in MKC part::
<PhoenixWolf> ::Blinss softly, watching...::
<AltChance> ((park,even!))
<AltJake> ((Which part?))
<AltJake> ::sits by him:: I know, Chance.. I know..
<AltJake> ((<Jake> Don't let that trenchcoat guy
hear you say that cuz I left my glovatrix at the hangar.))
<Trina> ::eyes narrowed:: You have a license to rough up
people, pal? ::to Trench::
<Katney> ((Tee hee))
<TrenchKat> ::keeps walking:::
<TrenchKat> ::flatly ignores Trina::
<Katney> ((<Chance> What's he gonna do with THAT
particular 'trix? Only thing it's good for is making a decent BLT.
<Jake> That's why I don't want him down there! I LIKE those
BLTs!!))
<AltJake> ((No, it's good for keeping you from BECOMING
the BACON in a BLT.))
<JessieSK> ::Decides to take a walk in the MK park...hey
she's bored!! has something on her mind as she walks though::
<PhoenixWolf> ::Flies over to another building, closer to
TrnchKat and Trina... growls softly::
<AltJake> ::sighs::
<Katney> ((::sniffle:: I know that part, but why eat
frozen blobs?))
<AltJake> ((I dunno... Sounds like the school's eggs to
me.))
<Trina> <Great, I'm talking to a brick wall.> ::finally
goes to stand *in front* of 'im and shows 'im her badge:: MegaKat
Bureau. I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to halt.
<Katney> ((Laugh anyway, darnit! ::threatens to pick up
the couch::))
<TrenchKat> ::stops::
<AltChance> ((::snorks::))
<TrenchKat> get out of my way, cop.
<AltJake> ((Oh, and all the trivia answers? They're
"I still don't know." All of them. Just ask Seek.))
<JessieSK> :: sees the alts makes her way towards them::
hey guys.. am I interrupting anything?
<Trina> ::narrows her eyes:: Not until you answer my
question.
<TrenchKat> forget it.
<TrenchKat> ::keeps walking::
<Trina> ::watches him:: If you're going about trying to
make the law, you're doing it the wrong way. ::pockets her badge::
<AltJake> Not... really. ::smiles faintly at her::
<AltChance> ::sighs... shudders:; Jake... I'm really sorry..
All the years of insults, the fights...
<TrenchKat> ::looks back, gives a sneer...not in jest or
spite, but rather, like that comment hit a sore spot...he turns
back keeps walking::
<AltJake> ((He did it jest for spite is what it is.))
<AltChance> ((::dies::))
<AltJake> ::looks at him:: So'm I....
<JessieSK> ::blinks:: I am interrupting.. sorry... ::Walks
off sits onna bench where she can't hear them but can see them::
<TrenchKat> ((oh yah. for spite. <Trench> 'An
your mother wears combat boots! ))
<JessieSK> ::mentally kicks herself::
<AltJake> ::starts to call her back but pauses::
<AltChance> ::shakes her head rolling her eyes:: There's
one in every crowd.
<AltChance> ((Trina!!))
<JessieSK> ((DIES!! Chance's a SHE?))
<AltChance> ((LEMME ALONE!))
<Katney> ((<Chance> Of course she does. She's a
Drill Sgt. DUH!!))
<JessieSK> ((AltChance is a she?))
<AltJake> ((Only on Tuesdays.))
<JessieSK> ((LOL))
<Katney> ((::blinks, is getting confuzzled.:: I thought
that only happened on Fridays))
<AltChance> ((::digs a hole for herself... six feet::))
<TrenchKat> ((hehehe))
<AltChance> ((::and covers it::))
<JessieSK> ((AIY 's okay...))
<TrenchKat> ((just stay away when you're the middle-aged
stamp collector))
<Katney> ((Dying, Sagey?))
<AltJake> ((No, Tuesdays. It's the only day the moon is
in alignment with the pizza stain on the fiftieth story of
MegaKat Tower, okay?))
<JessieSK> ((Sagey!! don't ya dare dig that for ya!!))
<Katney> ((^^ If you come back out, I'll give you some
stix.))
<AltChance> ((::DEADDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!))
<AltChance> ((Nuh uh! ::sniffles:: You've broken my
fragile heart!!))
<Katney> ((What I do?))
<AltJake> ((The conjunction also routinely crashes
computers.))
<AltJake> ((::to Kat:: Use duct tape on it.))
<Trina> ::goes to check on the unconscious ones::
<Katney> ((I'll even let you pway wit mah kitty-witty.
^_^))
<AltChance> ((::RAAZZZZ-A-Ma-TAZ!!::))
<AltJake> ((Oooooo... Magic sprinkles!))
<JessieSK> <Stupid!! why did you do that?? you jerk...
don't you know at the time like this they should be talking
things out? you HAD to walk up to them?> ::looks up at the sky.::
<JessieSK> <when will you learn to keep your nose out of
everyone's business?>
<Katney> ((Sagey... come out and I'll do my little old
lady impersonation. This time I won't get you drunk or beat you
on the head with a cane))
<AltChance> ((NI!))
<AltChance> ::lower lip quavers, tries not to show his
tears and forces them back::
<Katney> ((::grabs a shovel:: LAST chance!))
<AltChance> ((NI!))
<Katney> ((::DIGS!!::))
<AltJake> Chance... ::quickly:: Anything you did to me is
forgiven, okay? ::wants that much off his partner's chest::
<JessieSK> ::siiighs...looks at the ground sorta::
<stupid Clawson stupid!!! when will you learn??>
<AltChance> ::softly:: What about the rest of the city?
<AltJake> ::equally softly, amber eyes serious:: We'll have
to make it up to them.
<Katney> ((::whimper::))
<AltChance> ::sighs, finally just lets them fall:: What
about...? ::stops::
<AltChance> ((Okay, I'm out! I'm out!))
<AltJake> ::blinks:: What about.....?
<JessieSK> <at least they're back to the good side...>
::siighs:: <and you! you're going evil! no feelings whatsoever!!!>
<AltChance> ::shakes his head::
<AltJake> ::cocks his head, but says no more::
<AltChance> :softly:: My brother... and... what about...
Callie? ::says the last word in a whisper::
<Trina> ::finds herself in the park... and sees Jessie::
<JessieSK> ::shuts her eyes, remembers how she got into
this...tries not to cry tho:: <why?>
<Katney> ((Eep! When did Chance have a brother?!))
<AltJake> Your... brother? And... Callie? ::face contorts
in confusion::
<AltChance> ((It's another universe...))
<AltChance> ((Erm... dimension, even!!))
<JessieSK> ::runs her paw through her hair, eyes are filled
with a certain amount of sadness tho:: <hope they sort things
out..>
<Trina> Jess?
<JessieSK> ::looks up:: T-Trina? Lt. Korat? w-what are you
doing here?
<Trina> ::blinks at that:: Out on street patrol..
<JessieSK> Oh... sorry not with it today... ::shakes her
head::
<AltChance> Jake... how'll he ever forgive me?
<AltJake> ::clearly doesn't know what passed between them::
Well.. He IS your brother...
<AltChance> After all the pain I've caused to my family?
<JessieSK> <why did you ask her such a stupid question?
> ::siiighs::
<Trina> What's wrong?
<AltJake> ::ears droop:: Or I mine...
<AltChance> ::rubs at his eyes, wipes away the tears::
<JessieSK> nothing.....just did something *VERY* stupid...
<AltJake> ::isn't sure why he can't cry yet... it seems to
be stuck::
<Trina> ::sits beside her:: What're you talking about?
<JessieSK> ah nevermind... ::shakes her head:: I'll try to
sort it out...
<AltJake> ::is staring blankly at the ground now::
<AltChance> And.... I do wish Callie came out of it.... ::muttered::
<Trina> About what? ::softly::
<AltJake> ::looks back up:: What's with you carryin' on
about Callie?
<AltJake> You haven't mentioned her.... in terms I'd care
to repeat right now... since that last meeting before we were
supposed to bomb Enforcer HQ.
<JessieSK> ::sighs:: nothing you have to worry about...
<JessieSK> <::mentally kicks herself once more:: snap
outta it!!!>
<AltJake> Of course... Your timing was pretty bad. I don't
think right after she went into detail about what she'd do with
our entrails if we failed was the right time to plant one on her
lips...
<Trina> ::raised brow:: O-kay... ::isn't going to force it
out of her::
<JessieSK> ::tries to change the topic:: any work for me at
MBI HQ?
<AltChance> ::buries his face into his hands:: Thanks for
the reminder...
<AltJake> Sorry...
<Trina> Um... none really. It's been pretty quiet these
past couple days... Even Jase is taking a break...
<JessieSK> really? um how is he? <DOH>
<AltChance> ::sighs:: Don't worry. ::looks out:: I just
wish... she woulda been able to be reformed... or something to
snap her outta it...
<JessieSK> there's nothing to do at HQ either... which is
why I am here and which is why..::Trails off is not gonna start
the 'i did something stupid' thing again::
<Trina> ::small smile: He's... doing okay.
<JessieSK> that's good... ::pause:: and you?how have you
been?
<AltJake> Chance... Did you actually fall for her?
<Trina> ::grins: Never better.
<JessieSK> you sure? ::looks at her tries to mask the
sad'n'bored look in her eyes::
<AltJake> ::senses something more in Chance's words than
just wanting to save another victim of their own poor choices::
<Trina> Positive. Why?
<AltChance> ::just stares out anew, then sighs heavily as
he looks at the ground... then manages a nod::
<JessieSK> ::light shrug:: just askin'... ::realises she's
getting overprotective::
<AltJake> ::just gapes::
<Trina> Don't worry. ::pauses, then chuckles a tad.... but
won't bring it out::
<AltChance> Is it that hard to believe, Jake?
<JessieSK> well... I am worried... about Jake, about Chance
about my...friends...
<AltJake> ::snaps his mouth shut:: She was as nasty as we
were and I never saw her otherwise... She... I thought you were
just hitting on a pretty girl.
<AltChance> You actually believe she's got nothing deep
down? ::incredulously::
<Trina> ::crosses her legs as she sits on the bench::
<JessieSK> ::siighs then looks at the ground::
<AltJake> ::looks down, ashamed:: No... I know better than
that.
<Trina> What's on your mind, Jess?
<AltChance> ::sighs:: Sorry. Shouldn't've snapped at ya'...
<JessieSK> nothing... just...AIY forget it.. ::shakes her
head and bites her lip::
<AltJake> No, it's okay. I deserved that one. If... if our
twins had thought we were just rotten to the core...
<JessieSK> <Stop!! don't!!> how's patrol?
<Trina> pocket:: ::nods:: Okay... ::stands: I better get
back to work... ::pauses:: By the way... I think this belongs to
you... ::takes something out of her ::pulls out yet another piece
of origami:: Jase... said to give it to you in case I saw you...
<JessieSK> ::blinks:: uhm...t-thanks.. <don't blush!!!!!>
::starts blushing:: tell him.. I said hi and thanks...for
everything...
<AltChance> ::sighs: I know...
<Trina> ::smiles:: You're welcome. Catch ya' whenever. ::leaves::
<AltJake> ::scoots a little closer:: So, you really like
her? Really?
<JessieSK> ok...
<JessieSK> ::siighs then goes back to HQ::
<AltJake> ((<Chance> Jake...? <Jake> Yes?
<Chance> Let's pretend we're not in the high school locker
room, okay?))
<AltChance> ((<Jake> D'ya!? Huh!? Like, is she
cute and everything!? <mun> ::fiend and infidel? Yes!
Thanks you!))
<AltJake> ((::dies:: Valley girl Jake... I'm truly
scared now!))
<AltChance> I do... it's not too hard... she's gotta have *some*thing
deep down....
<AltChance> ((ROFL!!!!!))
<AltJake> ((<Jake> Like is she? I mean, like
really? Like totally!))
<AltJake> ::suddenly chuckles::
<AltJake> ::and he wasn't reading his mun's OOC comments
either::
<AltChance> ((::SNORKS!!!!::))
<AltChance> ::blinks:: What?
<AltJake> I think you're cured for sure, bud.
<AltJake> You're worrying about what's *inside* a girl, not
just the fact that she's dropdead gorgeous.
<AltJake> ((<Chance> It doesn't hurt tho'...
<Jake> ::thwap::))
<AltChance> ((::DEAD!::))
<AltChance> ::chuckles:: I... guess I am...
<AltChance> ::sighs a tad, a bit better:: Enough about me...
what about you? Anybody in mind, Mr. I'm Single, Don't Date?
<AltJake> ::blinkblinks::
<AltJake> ::a blush starts to creep up under his orange fur::
<AltJake> I.....
<AltChance> ::blink: Jaaaaaaaaaaake... yer blushin'... ::busts
out laughing all of a sudden::
<AltJake> It's not funny! ::tries to stop::
<AltChance> I haven't seen you blush since the Academy! ::tries
to sober::
<AltJake> Oh crud... Am I becoming a shy weenie again?
<AltChance> That's not what I meant, tough guy. ::grins::
<AltJake> ((<Chance> You don't look like a hotdog...
Mebbe if we garnished you with some ketchup and chili...))
<AltJake> ::tries to glare, is failing at it::
<AltChance> ((ROFL!!!!!!!))
<AltChance> C'mon, Jake. Spill. I double-dog dare you.
<AltJake> I... don't know anyone.
<AltChance> ::snorks: Lia.
<AltChance> ((LIAR!!< even!!))
<AltChance> ((<Jake> No, don't know a girl named
Lia...))
<AltJake> ((::dies:: <Jake> It's Leia, alright?!
I dated her once... This other guy got jealous and pulled a
blaster carbine on me.))
<AltChance> ((ROFL!!!))
<AltJake> No, really. When have I had time to even MEET
girls in years?
<AltJake> Besides... I was so ratty-looking no girl would
have been seen with me.
<AltChance> ::finally sobers:: Alright, bud. You got me.
<AltJake> ::grins... is kinda glad they changed subjects...
but still needs to let it out sometime::
<AltJake> ((<Chance> ::reads that look, sighs::
Here. ::pulls his shirt out to Jake:: <Jake> Eh?
<Chance> Sniffle and blow. Quickly before I think better of
it.))
<AltChance> ((::Dies!::))
<AltChance> ::catches his look and grins back:: But if you
ever do, you better tell me. Or else I won't be able to bug you
on end...
<AltJake> Something tells me you'd find out... ::grinning
back::
<AltChance> Oh? How? Headlock you until you scream for
mercy?
<AltJake> No, I just think you still know me that well.
<AltChance> ::chuckles:: Right.
<AltJake> ::pauses, had been thinking about their
appearance, did shave this morning and clean himself up a bit,
but....::
<AltChance> What's on yer mind, now?
<AltJake> Chance... ::eyeing his partner closely:: What
happened to your ears?
<AltJake> ((<Chance> ::feels for them quickly,
finding them glowers at his partner:: That wasn't funny!))
<AltChance> ((ROFL!!))
<AltChance> ::blinks:: My... ears...? ::feels them... and
feels the cuts:: Oh...
<AltJake> Yeah that...
<AltChance> ::shakes his head:: Duked out battle... ::voice
in a whisper:: With... Dark Kat....
<AltJake> Dark Kat?! ::sits straight up::
<AltJake> ((<Chance> He called me fat!))
<AltChance> ((::Snorks::))
<AltChance> ::narrows his eyes as if remembering:: Pretty
ugly... came out when we failed that one time to get those
nuclear rods he needed against the Enforcers... I guess... I told
him it just wasn't worth nearly killing myself out there just for
him to have power... Then he showed me what it was to go against
his orders... literally.
<AltJake> ::winces::
<AltJake> ::quietly:: Why didn't you tell me?!
<AltChance> ::sighs:: I think.. I was just too upset...
And, I kept it to myself... After that the anger just began to
increase... It was like I was stuck, no way to go...
<AltJake> ::ears droop, reaches up to rub one of his own..
finds it oddly smooth, but ignores it::
<AltChance> ::sighs:: And.... deep down... I didn't want
you involved... During those early years... I was afraid I'd snap
and do something I'd later regret....
<AltJake> Like what? ::oh-so-quietly:
<AltChance> ::looks at him askance:: You really wanna know?
::voice inna whisper::
<AltJake> Yes. ::whispering as well:: I want it all out and
done with.
<AltJake> ((<Chance> I was gonna... Gonna.. ::sobbing::
Try to stab Dark Kat with a rubber chicken and end it!))
<AltChance> ((::snorks!!::))
<AltChance> ::sighs heavily:: I was afraid... I'd hurt you
in one way or another....Maybe worse.... What with all the anger
inside of me that was actually directed towards Dark Kat, it was
towards everything else within my sight.... Granted...
emotionally, I think I succeeded...and then... I managed to do it
physically... Just how can you forgive me for doing all that,
Jake?
<AltJake> I think we've already been over what I did to you...
You lashed out at everyone... I let myself get so unfeeling I....
You gave me the greatest gift one person can give another... You
risked your life for me and that last time I didn't even care...
<AltJake> ((<Boys> ::hug each other and sob
excessively:: <Jake> ::opens one eye to peek out later:: Is
Mr. Demille watching?))
<AltChance> ::rubs his eyes anew:: Something snapped, Bud.
I didn't even think when I took that hit.... All I kept thinking
was "He's gonna get hurt..." Not like I'd already done
that already..
<AltChance> ((::Dies!!::))
<AltJake> I know... It's what you always did.
<AltJake> ::they're both saying so much he's starting to
wonder if Sypher killed a lot of inhibitions too::
<AltChance> Jake... If we ever go back to our dimension...
<AltJake> Yeah?
<AltChance> Let's... catch up with what we were supposed to
do right, huh?
<AltJake> Huh? ::confused::
<AltChance> What I mean is.... let's just do things right
and get that crud into jail.
<AltJake> ::nods solemnly:: And... Stay friends for real
this time? Like the others?
<AltJake> ((<Chance> Well, I like 'em okay, I
guess...))
<AltChance> You know it. ::offers a hand::
<AltChance> ((::snorks!::))
<AltJake> ::takes it::
<AltJake> ::and shakes, looking into his partner's eyes::
<AltChance> ::glares back, then grins:: Thanks, Bud.
<AltJake> Anytime, Partner.
<AltSypher> ::appears near them and hides behind a tree
waiting:: ::sighs to himself::
<AltSyper> ::looks down at his hands, letting them glow
slightly... prays it won't come to that:: <You really think I
have to let it wear off?>
<Sypher> <They can't be reformed just because you
altered their mindsets. They have to chose it for themselves.>
<Matrix> <Which I'm pretty sure they'll be doing... or
are doing...>
<AltSypher> ::sighs:: <Be good, guys... When the anger
comes back... when the barriers go up.... don't forget what you
just said... It's what you wanted to say.>
<AltJake> ::suddenly rubs his temples as though he had a
headache::
<AltChance> You okay?
<AltJake> I.... ::face twists as everything comes rushing
to him::
<AltChance> ::just blinks::
<AltJake> ::tries to speak, tries to understand what's
happening::
<AltChance> Jake? ::puts a hand on his shoulder::
<AltJake> ::is quaking::
<AltChance> Jake... ::grabs him by the shoulders:: Jake,
snap outta it. What is it?
<AltJake> I..... ::looks up at his stupid, stupid partner
who should have *dodged* so they wouldn't have gotten half-killed
fighting their twins.... and just whispers:: No.....
<AltChance> ::is lost, frowns as he looks at him:: Bud?
<AltJake> <No. He's my best friend. No, I'm not mad.
It's over. It's over. It's over. I want it over.>
<AltJake> <I want it over!> ::finally does cry::
<AltJake> ::cuz it had to go somewhere::
<AltChance> ::eyes are soft:: Jake... ::loosens his grip a
bit::
<AltJake> ::just sobs and sobs, finally letting it out as
tears instead of yelling::
<AltJake> ((<Pigeons> ::sigh and leave,
disgruntled - no hope of food outta these two::))
<AltChance> ((::DEAD!!!!!!::))
<AltChance> ((<Pigeons> ::are the Good Feathers...
walk away grumbling in Italian::))
<AltChance> ::sighs, gives him a half-way headlock hug::
Jake, it's okay...
<AltJake> ((::dies:: <Squit> I think they just
need a moment alone, guys... <Pesto> Are you saying I
wouldn't give it to them? Are you saying I can't be understanding
of others feelings? <Squit> No, I meant... <Pesto>
That's it! ::attack!::))
<AltJake> ::sorta latches onto Chance and carries on more::
<Alt Sypher> <Is crying good?>
<AltChance> ((::DEAD!!!!!!!!!!::))
<AltJake> ((Er... CRIES more!))
<Matrix> <Well, it's a good way of letting it out...>
<Alt Sypher> <He's letting it out...? Letting it go?>
<Matrix> <Pretty much, yeah.>
<AltJake> ((<Trix> Personally I find it too messy
and uncalled for. I just bug Sy until he's miserable too so I
have company.))
<Alt Sypher> ::breathes out a deep sigh of relief::
<Now, what about Chance?>
<AltChance> ::ears drooped, rubs his shoulders as he keeps
whispering soothing words::
<AltChance> ((::DIES!::))
<Matrix> <Did he cry before?>
<Alt Sypher> <He's cried a couple times... But, I don't
know if what I did has... uhm... come unglued yet for him.>
<AltJake> ::slowly, slowly after long minutes starts to
quieten trying to whisper thanks to his friend::
<Matrix> <Unglued? Like all the memories didn't rush
back all of a sudden?>
<AltChance> ::can hear the words a bit:: It's okay, Bud.
It's over.
<AltSypher> <It's not the memories.. It's... the
attitude? Emotional state? They always remembered... I just put
them... a bit more stable emotionally?>
<AltJake> Yeah... ::recovering, but still speaking around
sniffles:: I think I know what Sypher was talking about now...
And, it really is over...
<Matrix> ::to Sy:: <Wadda ya' think?>
<Sypher> <I have no idea...>
<AltChance> ::nods:: We're alive, Bud. We're back to where
we were....
<AltJake> ((<Sy> My mun isn't playing him....))
<AltJake> Yeah. ::watery smile::
<Matrix> <Well, emotionally... yeah. I'd say they're
pretty stable...>
<AltChance> ::grins::
<Alt Sypher> <Alright...> ::steps forward:: You guys
okay?
<AltChance> ::looks at Sy:: Well... now we are. ::grins:
<Alt Sypher> ::smiles:: Good. ::steps over to grab Chance's
near ear and repair it acoherently:: Forgot yours.
<AltChance> ::blinks, feels it over once he's done:: Gee....
thanks.
<AltSypher> ::grins:: Mind leaning the other over here?
<AltChance> ::does so::
<Alt Sypher> ::fixes it up too:: There. All gone. ::comment
probably has a double meaning or so::
<AltChance> I feel whole. Thanks a bunch. ::grins, then
turns to Jake:: You.... ready to go back home? I think you need
to crash.
<AltJake> Yeah...
<Alt Sy> I'll get you there in no time. ::lays a hand on
both and zaps 'em out::