Session Start: Sat Apr 15 22:36:51 2000 ::knocks on hangar door:: Can I come in? ::perks his ears up towards the knock, blinks:: Huh?! Now...no, don't tell me someone actually survived... ::peeks at door:: Rats, no one home ::meanders around door:: ::stalks over, glovatrix ready:: Hello? ::ditto:: ::hears muffled speech:: Hrm? ::looks around:: T-Bone...you don't think...those creeps do have a tendency to fool us, right? ::louder:: Hello?! ((::jumps onto handy table:: I'm The Seeker!! Master of the Universe, I know all!!)) ((::dies!!::)) ::hears voice:: Helllooooo! ::looks back at Max at Razor's words:: You smell any aliens? ((::DIES! Seek!::)) ::shakes his head:: ::smacks a hand against T-Bone's mouth:: Be quiet! They'll hear you! ((::Strikes super-hero pose::)) ::mumbled:: I was checkin'.... ::meanders around door some more thinking he's hearing things:: ((ROFL!! ::gets jealous and challenges Seek::)) ((Up, up, and away! ::jumps and tries to fly but lands face-first::)) ((The battle of the century!)) (( But, fear not! I have... Kryptonite!)) (( YES!!! I'm still the superhero! YES!!!)) ((::muffled from his face in the dirt:: Ouch...)) (( ::sees Krytonite:: ARGH!!! ::runs!!::)) ::scratches on hangar door like a critter:: --scritch-- --scritch-- ::stalks up to the door:: ::hops over behind some junk:: ::stands on the opposite of the door, G-trix raised:: ::peeps out through junk to watch door:: ::hears car:: Hm? ::pulls out binoculars and looks towards garage but sees nothing:: ::steps up, ears twitching:: What is going on? ::whispered, handgun drawn:: ((Is Seek standing on the launch door?)) ::begins to make his way to garage doors creeping between junk piles:: ((Not anymore)) ((Oh... Stand on it! I wanna dump ya'!)) ((Uh, no thanks)) ((ROFL!!)) ((::pouts::)) ((::snicker::)) It's moving away... There's someone there... And, he's moving away... ::ears twitch:: ::hops in junked car:: Huh? ::car begins to roll downhill:: Uh oh... I'm gonna check it out... ::slams feet through hole in floor dragging car to a slow pace:: ow ow ow ow ow... (( ::is wearing a sign that says "Shoot me!"::)) Not alone... ((::dies, Kris!!::)) ::car stops outside garage:: ::slips out and slinks into garage and feels warmth on hood of car there:: ::mumbles::Someone did come in... ::creeps out, begins to look around, visor down:: ::is right behind him:: ::reaches into pack and finds device:: ::attaches stealth box and activates it:: ::notices he's making a shadow:: Agh! ::taps on box and watches his shadow flicker and get worse:: (( ::carry Kat off:: ::groans:: Why me?! Why me?!)) ::notices the shadow:: ::throws adjustment switches and sees his shadow fade away completely:: ::nudges Razor and cuts on the cloaking suit he's still wearing - swiped from an alien:: ::blinks:: Great..now I'm seeing things... ::gets in there, keeps in the shadows:: ::flips on night vision goggles:: ::is blinded by heat from car:: Ack! ::swipes Razor playfully and stalks the shadow:: There's gotta be some better place for me to hide in here... ::stiffles a scream:: Don't do that... ::switches off goggles:: :;snicker recedes a bit into the distance:: ::slips into garage storage room:: ::tracks the sounds best he can:: ::is still in the hangar, and suddenly hears sound coming from upstairs:: Drat... ::sees smashed boxes and stuff:: ::carefully prods melted electronics:: Crud. ::slips out room and slips back outside into junkyard:: ::follows outside:: ::crawls around junks piles with a wierd feeling nagging him:: T-Bone... ::is too far away to hear:: ::sidles up by Razor:: Where'd he go? I have noooo idea... Hmm.. This way... ::leads:: ::follows:: ::finds hangar door and pulls out electro scanner:: ::waves device around door trying to find power from controls:: ::is still guarding the entrance:: ::is near Seek... guesses... and pounces:: ::finds dead controls:: Hrm, no poweeerrr!! ::rolls with impact:: ::stands up and looks around seeing no one:: ::switches on night vision:: ::tackles anew:: ::hears something: I think..T-Bone found something... Yeah.. Let's go.. ::sees red blur moving at him:: ::Falls back and uses legs to push attacker over his head:: Yah! ::flails, lands rolling:: ::follows through with roll to land on his feet with his back to him:: ::spisn around:: T-Bone! ::sees red blurs towards garage:: ::faces himself.. but sees nothing, switches on his heat visor:: ::hops onto junk pile and begins to climb:: ::sees Seek and switches off the suit:: Wait! You're a kat! ::throws flame torch onto junk pile setting old fuels and oils on fire while switching off goggles:: ::jumps away from the explosion:: Ah! ::her fur is standing on end as she watches the outside:: ::lands with singed tail:: Ow. ::rolls with landing and stands up hearing voice:: ::knows he's heard that voice:: ::sees something through the visor:: T-BONE!!! ::is visible now:: ::lying on the ground with an arm over his face:: ::suit sputters and loses cloak:: Crud... ::runs up to him:: You okay, buddy!? ::tail twitches back and forth:: ::is hiding from Trina:: ::turns around and warily moves around flaming junk pile:: ::is oblivious of Kat:: ::is stumbling to his feet:: ::runs toward T-Bone:: ::smells smoke:: Oh....crud.... ::reaches back to throw flame retardent bomb over pile:: ::hurls small canister which implodes silently to spray mist over pile:: :breathing heavily, but quietly:: ::has a huge urge to run out there:: ::looks at Seek:; Who are you? ::taps on cloak which does nothing but sputter and shoot sparks:: I repeat.. :turns to look at Seeker for the first time:: ::eyes Seek:: ::can only see Trina's feet:: ::shifts weight:: Good grief...you guys..c'mon... ::is actually hiding under the bed:: :::or cot. Whatever:: ::sneezes:: ::rubs nose, quietly:: Aw, Gawd... ::looks at them:: I'm The Seeker. ::flippantly:: Found it yet? ::heard the sneeze,feels her fur REALLY stand on end:: Okay...who goes there?! ::turns:: ::blinks:: The Seeker? ((Halt! Who goes there vile knave!!)) ::pulls out a knife from her boot:: ((LOL!)) ::descends down the stairs, handgun leveled:: ::looks at them:: And you are? ::looks at T-Bone in a "ought we tell him" look:: ::nods ever so slightly:: ::just listens:: I'm Razor. ::breathing heavily again, trying to be quiet:: T-Bone. Max. ::nods slightly:: Pleased. ::blinks at Max briefly for mimicking him.. then realizes it was an accident:: Just glad to know you're another kat. No kiddin'... ::looks around.:: Okie, Trina...there's nothing here...yer getting paranoid again... (( :sits on the cot, squishing Katney:: X_X GET OFF ME!!!!)) ::looks back at smouldering pile:: Sorry for the accident back there, didn't expect anyone to be here ((LOL!)) And neither did we...how... Am I still around? How did you manage to...yeah, what you said. ::stops Razor:: We need to get back in cover.. That little stunt might have attracted attention... I've been...out of touch. ::trying not to sneeze again. Too much dust under the cot:: You're right, that bomb stopped the fire but it'll be blazing on in heat signatures. ::blinks:: Oo-kay...::turns to T-Bone:: I think it's the best idea...if we're lucky they won't come for a while... ::nods, motions to Seek:: Follow us... ::nods and follows:: I'm seeing things...I'm seeing things...I"m HEARING things is another one... ::sniffs Seek in passing:: ::covers mouth, sneezes again:: ::raises an eybrow but follows:: ::is still 8 ft tall, mutant, the works:: (( Boy...talk about a cheap cologne... It's Eau de Tomkat! You think it's THAT cheap at JC Penny's!?)) ((Ya know, ya might wanna change your SN back to Max...)) (( Let alone with the war... I mean... I had to rish DEATH to get this cologne!)) ((LOL!)) ::trots down the steps of the hangar:: ::turns to see them coming in: Didja find anything? ::follows down steps and glances around interestedly:: Him. ::motions to Seek:: ::steps forward:: My name is the Seeker. Also known as "Tall, Dark, and Mysterious." ::keeps low, only to get more dust in her nose:: ::breathes a sigh of relief and holsters her handgun:: Least it's another kat. I'm Katrina. ::starts a sneezing spell, stands up and breathes deeply: ::with a nod:: Pleased ::follows the sounds Kat's making:: ::nods: Ditto. ::looks around anew...is SURE she heard something:: ::looks around warily:: Is there someone else here? That's what I keep thinking... I smell another kat... ::flips down goggles:: ::looks for heat signature:: ::rubbing her nose:: Darn allergies. ::takes her handgun out again:: ::sees red blur under cot:: There! ::points at cot:: ::peeks in at Kat:: S'a kat... ::blinks:: Who are you? :to Kat: ((Okay, There! The kat standing beside the cot!)) ::blinks:: Crud. ((Her name in the form of a question for 1000!)) Ditto that. ::looking at Kat in the dark there with a squint:: ((::hits buzzer and nothing happens:: Crud, this always happens...)) ::steps back more:: ((LOL!!)) ((ROFL!)) It's okay. We're not gonna hurt you. ::backs away, afraid he's scaring her:: ((::hits buzzer:: Who is me? Good answer!)) ((ROFL!)) ((::LOLOL!::)) I didn't think anyone was using this place for refuge. ((LOL)) ((I made the room laugh! Yes!)) ::blinks:: Refuge? Well.. It *was* our's.. Before we hadta' leave years ago... ::nods:: But,... we'll house all who can fit... ::grins:: ::note the brown stripes on her arms, identicle to T-Bone's.:: ::nods:: You know who we are, but, who are you? Uh, actually, I don't know who you are. I'm foreign. ::has that accent:: (( Who am I? WHO AM I?! I'm the powerful, the pleasurable, the indestructible Katney!)) ((::DIES!!!!::)) Oh. Well, I'm T-Bone. ((::a giant horse come in, steps on Katney repeatedly::)) Razor. I'm sorry, I thought you would have heard our introductions to one another. I am the Seeker. ((LOL)) I'm Katrina. ((::DIES!:: Dishonor! Dishonor on yer whole hangar!)) ::rubs her arms as she steps up:: ((ROFL!!!!))) Max. ((::snicker::)) ((:grin::)) ((::bap head on desk, bap head on desk::)) ((LOL)) ((Anyone gonna notice the stripes on her arms?)) ((::puts a pillow b/w Kris' head and the desk::)) ::took an eon to realize Max was his clone, is slow at noticing:: ((::watches Kris' muffled thumps::)) ((::pauses, slumps into pillow, snores start::)) (( For 5000, when shall this century ever end? ::buzzes in:: Max? Duh... what was the question?)) ::just got here and hasn't noticed:: ((ROFL!!)) ((LOLA)) ((Lola? Who's Lola?)) (( LOLA!!!!! ::hugs!::)) ((Laughing Out Loud Again)) (( My girl! ::pulls her inta' the room::)) (( Bugs! ::kisses::)) ::is momentarily holstering her handgun again:: ((Right...)) Nice stripes. ::to T-Bone:: ((::twiddles his thumbs::)) ((::sits beside Kris and baps her head on the desk, forming a chorus::)) Hmm... Yeah. (( ::start a nice rhythm session::)) ((::is dying::)) ::realizes and blinks at her's:: Promise me you're not my female clone. ::blurts:: (( More! More! I don't wanna go to bed yet!)) (( ::smacks him:: Dolt! Hast thou nottest noticestest the similaritiests?)) ::twitches nose:: Huh? ((::dies!::)) ((::DIES!::)) Do you know anyone in family to be Scottish? ::has a light accent:: ((Gee, people are just dropping like flies over Kris' socks around here!)) No... But, I don't remember the frogs either.. ::motions to Max:: ((::runs like mad::)) ((::chases him::)) ((That was evil!)) I'm very sure I'm not a clone. Have a birth mark and ev'rything. I bleed. I don't regrow limbs. ((::keeps on running singing:: Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those prices rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, roll back!)) ((::reminds herself to thwap Rave the minute he says anything about her socks::)) I think Max bleeds.. And, he doesn't regrow.. ::pauses:: You do, right? I bleed... But, I do... ::hesitates, stops:: ((::DIES!!:: ::hear Seek:: Price drop!!!! ::run in his direction and run him over::)) ((ROFL!)) ::sneezes again:: Frankly, I don't want to find out. ((::sees them and yells as they run him down:: Accthmgnpfd!!)) ((Katney should look like T-Bone's Mommy. ::grin:)) Okay, okay. ::pats Max lest he was offended, still can't figure out how to deal with the kid:: (( Mommy! ::leaps into her arms!:: Hey! My Mommy too... sorta! ::follows:: ACK!!!! ::dodges::)) ::puts a hand on Max's shoulder giving him that warm smile:: ::grins down at her:: (( T-Bone, I layed out our pajamas and put away your rockets. Here's your glass of warm milk.)) (( Aww... I love you Mommy! ::chugs milk::)) ((Gotta run,hrm, lemme give my self an excuse IC)) (( If any of the mean men try to beat you up, you just come to me. ::kisses his cheek::)) ((OK)) So...who were you again? You got a name? Oh, right. Katarina. ::device on belt beeps:: ? ::checks it:: Sorry to all. I must leave you now, I will be back. ::runs up and out of hangar:: ::blinks:: ::lifts up her necklace with the name on it:: ::disappears into day or night whichever:: ((Gotta go, got up early and I is tired, talk later!)) ((Byes!)) ((Byes)) (Not saying it)) ((Nights!)) ((Bye)) *** SeekerSKS has quit IRC (Exit: Runs across the room to his bed to promptly begin snoring.) ((Cute)) ((::chuckles::)) ((::snickers::)) Last name? I don't know it. :blinks:: ::blinkblinks:: How can you not know your last name? I just don't know. Oo-kay... Well.. Everything's messed up enough... It could happen... Yeah...how..how didja get here? Aye, you're telling me. ::fiddles with the necklace:: By plane. Plane? Unnoticed?! ::blllllinks:: Stowed away. I'm surpised that plane wasn't shot down.... One.. of THEIR ships? Took me a while to get the hang of it. ::shakes his head in disbelief:: You FLEW one? ::brushes the bangs outta her face:: ((BRB!)) Well, how else could I get here? Man... I'd LOVE to get my hands on one of those... Kinda got shot down not far from the coast. Had to swim. Man... And, you still made it... You must be one tough she-kat, Katarina.. I work out. ::chuckles:: I don't doubt it... Ditto. How long have you been down here? Few days. Found the food stores? Max hit those after two minutes here.. Was wondering why the shelves were so empty. ::realizes it's good-natured teasing and gives T-Bone a shove:: Excuse me? Try thirty seconds! ((Hey Kris. I beat Adobe. ;) http://www.geocities.com/bolivianita/dadhome2.jpg)) Yeah, yeah. ((Whoo! ::goes!::)) :chuckles and offers her a can of tuna:: Sure you can spare it? For a fellow kat? Any day. What he said. ::takes the can from Razor, opens:: ((Kewl, Sage! ::thumps up::) ((Thankee!! ::grins::)) ((Any time!)) ((:beams::)) Main reason I came here was to find some kind of clue to who my family is or was. Here? ::sighs: ::shows on the back of her necklace:: Has "MegaKat City" on the back. This is... ::chokes a hair:: ... was the place... ::nods sadly:: I've noticed. They've....pretty much wiped everything in sight... There are... some kats... But, most are out in the swamp.. And, the only ones I've met were Raiders... They're two steps above savages.. if that much.. They're out for rations more than anything else...::sighs deeply:: ::nods:: Food's all-important... And survival... Lovely. Food = survival.... Should've stayed in Scotland. Less aliens? More food. ::grins, quietly:: I'll go! ::chuckles silently:: I think not, Max. ::just grins shyly, like a little kid:: You wouldn't like Scotish food anyway. I'm not sure you'd enjoy hogas. I'll eat most anything... The heart, lung, and liver of a sheep boiled in it's own stomach? ::shrugs:: It's meat. Viper fed me worse... ::gags:: ::glups back the thought:: Um, now that we've gotten to know eachother better...you think we better get back to starting on the new Turbokat? ::to Kat:: We were working on some transportation... Wonderful. Hoping to bring the aliens down or something? Better'n living on the run... Well, we've gotta mobilize ourselves one way or another...::walks off towards the computer:: How true. ::nods, goes to eye up the new engines:: ::heads towards the main computer himself, starts pressing buttons:: Max...Could you... Roll this over for me? ::pointing to an engine:: ::obliges:: ::while they're off doing stuff, she takes out a paper from her pocket and looks at it:: ::watches as a few grappling arms and other thingamajigs move back and forth:: ::steps clear of this and that:: ::reads it to herself. Chance Furlong.:: ::is checking the other computer, makes sure a few more systems and whatnot work:: You say somethin' Katarina? Uh-uh. ::moves a grappling arm with a joystick on the panel, picks up an engine and beams:: Steady...steady... ::is jsut reading:: ::gets out of the way of equipment:: ::notes the simularities between the description of Chance Furlong and T-Bone:: ::has his mask and helmet off... actually, doesn't ever wear his mask anymore - there's no point:: ::also has a picture of him:: :fiddles with the wires, then blinks as something abruptly shoots up on the screen:: ::is also sans mask and helmet:: This is gonna take a while... ::muttering to himself:: Guys...I think..I got yer radar workin'... Really? ::peers over her shoulder:: ::thinking:: ::turns to look:: Whoa...and we've got a full area covered... So let me guess...::points to a bunch of red dots that are well away from the location of the hangar:: These would be our friends from outta town.... Yeps... Pretty much... ::is watching the proceedings interestedly:: Don't suppose you guys would tell me your real names. ::looks at Razor, shrugs:: WE're gonna hafta keep that thing on...it'll let us know how near they are and if we have to brace ourselves for any attack. ::gives him the "why not?" look:: Jake Clawson. :to Kat: Chance Furlong. Furlong...? Yep. Chance Alexander Furlong. Good news. Found out what me last name is. What? ::blinks:: Furlong. (( Smith.)) ::blinks himself:: Then...you're his.... And, you came to this conclusion... How? ::to Razor:: Say clone and I'll hit you. (( You're his third cousin five times removed! Wow!)) Had a blood test before the aliens came. This come up. ::shows the piece of paper with Chance's profile and stuff:: ((LOL!)) ::squints at it:: May I? ::holding out a hand:: ::nods, gives it:: (( ::pulls out his thick, geeky glasses and glares at everyone before putting them on:: Tell NO ONE!!!)) ::takes it and reads:: You're my sister?! ((::dies!::)) ::blinks:: I guess so. DNA matches. Man... Whoa... ::pause, thumbs at Max:: Then, he's your brother too... He may look funny, but I respect his nose and ears already... Not to mention the way he hefts a jet engine... Lovely. But aren't you glad I'm NOT a clone? :chuckles:: Weirdness-wise, yes.. But, it'd be nice to have two kats who could heft jet engines.. ::smirks:: ::snickers: Who said I can't? Told ya I work out. ::looks at her:: Suuure ya' can... ::growling, has T-Bone's short temper:: ::blinks:: Um... You wanna REPEAT that, big brother? ::extends claws that reflect in the light: BRB! Look, Katarina... I don't doubt you're touch inna fight... But, no normal kat... Not even Arnold Swartzenlitter can lift jet engines... I wouldn'ta thought even Max could... ::snorts after Razor:: ((tough even!)) ::looks after Razor:: ((How heavy are those?)) ((Lemme put it this way - you can nearly stand up in one... Crawl in it easy.)) ((Eee)) ::snorts:: ((And, they're ten feet long... ::finally found her book::)) ::shrugs, isn't inna mood to fight, he just got out of the swamp, is covering in mud under the cloaking suit, and bets he's got a leech or two:: ((I can dream, can't I?)) ((::chuckles:: ::hefts an engine:: :;gapes:: Okay.. How come Momma put more agrecite in HER cereal?)) ((::giggles::)) ::scratches an itch:: Look... Uhm... Is there.. any water around here? I could use a bath SO bad... (( I noticed...)) Beats me. Just got here. ::tosses an empty tuna can over her shoulder. It lands into the trashcan. Didn't even know one was there:: Hmm... ::looks around:; ::scratches:: ::under his breath:: Dang, I just know that's another leech.. (Ack! I meant a (()) on that BRB!! ::is back now::)) ((Oy)) ((Sorry, hadta run out for a sec...^-^)) ((S'okay...)) ::to Kat:: If you'll excuse me.... Surely. ::slinks for what was a bathroom... and finds no water.. as expected:: :is looking at the radar again:: ::calls out:: Max, Razor... One of you... Could you... uh... help me with something? ::tone Razor knows all too well:: ::rolls her eyes:: Aye... ::blinks:: Um...T-Bone? What is...? ::cracks her knuckles:: Got any weights around here? One of your *friends*... From your favorite hidey hole.. ::grumbling:: ::snickers:: Ahhhh...:goes to help him:: Think there's some over there... ::points to a darkened corner where mounds of this and that can be seen... ::it's right on his back where he can't reach:: Ah. ::goes over, blos dust off, goes into sneezing spell again:: ::sighs, red under his pale fur:: ::picks the little critter b/w his claws and takes it off:: ::watches Kat curiously, is hungry again, more food just making starvation worse:: Ahh... Thank you... ::pause, quietly:: Now, while I've embarrassed myself to get us alone... What do you make of the newcomers? ::flings it away:: Well...about the Seeker...that guy has me curious...about your new found sister...that was unexpected... Ditto on both... Mom never mentioned a sister... But then... Well, she's got the look... And, I can't have too many oddities based on my genes running around... ::inhales, coughs, then starts bench pressing:: ::thinks to himself:: ((Big number. Need a big number)) ::nods:: The important thing is they're both kats...if we can trust them...that's..something they've gotta prove... ((70)) We can trust them to be against the aliens... No question. And, I doubt they're after rations... Few are that subtle about it... ((Higher)) ((80? 120?)) ((130 and yer bench pressin' me...)) ((::makes motions to make it bigger)) ((2800)) ((::facefaults::)) ((::dies!:: She'll kill herself...)) ((She said to make it bigger!)) ((160? 180? ::tries to remember her cousin's record::)) ::nodsnods:: True. ((200 at least)) So, we play it by ear.... Great... Now, I get to figure out how to act toward the sister I never met... and.... Max... whatever he rates as... ::sighs:: ((200 is a lot for just about anybody..)) ((She's a tough kitty)) ::sighs himself:: I know it's hard, bud...but we've got no choice...they've gotta help us get rid of those creeps once and for all... (( ::has her own workout video - "Buns of Adamantium"::) ::bench pressing:: ((::blink::) ::nods:: That and I ain't turnin' down any kats we find still breathin'... ((::snickers::)) Right. ((Play off "Buns of Steel" - Adamantium (however it's spelled) being the strongest metal in the Marvel comics universe n' stuff...)) ::while doing this:: What are those two doin' anyway? I'm bored. Alright... I don't tick off the sis... And, watch what I say ta' the kid... ::gets up and pulls his flight suit back up where he had it down:: ::snickers a little:: I think T-Bone hadda leech... The swamps full of them... ::nods:: I'll let ya know. Better yet, I'll thwap you. ::grins: Heh... Thanks a lump... ::scoops up the cloaking suit he took off:: Here. ::hands it to Razor:: ::takes it:: I'll put it away for the time being... Eeeh. :nods:: We have Lochness Monsters where I'm from. Real ones? ::eyes are huge - mind, he'll believe a lotta tails - he's at the emotional level of a five year old:: ((TALES even!)) ::puts it in his old locker and closes it, goes back to the main computer:: ::decides to change the subject:: How much do you press? Huh? Bench press. What I'm doing now. ::shrugs:: I lifted the engines... and whatever will help... ((MAX!)) ::trots back out, all refreshed and de-leeched, but still muddy:: ::tail swishes back and forth as she continues to stare at the radar:: ::pats Trina on the shoulder:: It beeps... You don't need to stare at it 'til you ruin your eyes... ::grins, resumes pressing:: It's not that...it's...they've disappeared... ((Trina even!)) What disappeared? What's considered a lot? (( The moon... I think they blew it up...)) Remember when the radar showed our friends moving about? ((LOL!)) Disappeared? ::holds the thing above her head:: Now...they're not... ? ::worried tone:: ::looks toward T-Bone and Trina:: ::nodsnods:: They're gone...just like that...either that or the radar's busted again...which I doubt. ((Trina even!)) Lemme look at that...::types in a few codes and what not, then blinks:: She's right...they *are* gone... But... Where to? Nay, they must be up to something. Why would they just up and go? I have no idea...but I don't like this one bit... Somethin' I don' like... Razor! ::barking like his Enforcer days now:: We got any other scanners functioning? That thing work for just this area? ::has her nose twitched again:: ::jumps and salutes!!:: Yessir! ::pauses:: T-Bone..please stop that.. Hmm.. what? ::snickering:: Nevermind. ::goes to check up a few more scanners:: (( Like all the drill sargeants called you "Razor"... )) ((LOL!!)) ::types a few more codes:: C'mon...c'mon...please, don't tell me they're near... ::ears flatten out worriedly:: ::finally puts the thing down, sits up, cracks back: ::paces behind Razor and Trina frustrated and worried... and with nothing to get his hands on as all the comp space is taken:: ::types types types, checks the remaining scanners:: The radar's functioning...and our scanners don't have anything! ::tries the infrafred scanner:: ::goes outside, looking up at the sky:: ((infrared even!)) What about infrared? :;as though reading his mind:: ((::scanners come back to life:: Sorry, we were out to lunch. We'll destroy you now.)) ((::dies!!!::)) ((ROFL! I'm gonna show you "Out to lunch!" ::smashes screen:: CHAAAANCE!!!)) ((::Dies anew!::)) I'm checking that... Right, right... ::paces:: Anything? ::pace, pace:: ::tail swishes madly:: ::blinks:: The infrared scanner shows a few...but they're going from one place to another...like they're hopping.... Hopping? ::is having another random flashback of T-Bone's memories... screams, but not loudly, and his eyes fly open as he sees a giant Ci-Kat-a leap at him:: ::show him the scanner: One red dot appears, disappears, and reappears in another location:: ((Bug in the hangar?)) ::looks around quickly and tries to calm down, seeing the hangar:: ::hears Max and runs to him:: Max? You okay? ((He was remembering T-Bone's fight with the bugs... as they were aliens too.. He has T-Bone's memories... in odd ways...)) ::looks up at Trina from his seat on the floor:: Yeah... ((Oh. Too bad. Katney's outside and I figured they were gonna attack)) ((She coudl kick tail)) ((The other aliens might yet...)) ::kneels in front of him and puts a hand on his shoulder:: Another one? ::means another flashback:: Why do I have a bad about this atmostsphere? ((Trina even!)) ::is shaking a bit:: ::nods:: ::gives him a hug:: It's okay...don't worry. ::sniffles and lets her hug him:: That was years ago... ::notices and mentally curses Viper a few dozen times:: And, it wasn't even me, was it? ::lets the hair blow in her hair:: ::pulls away to look at him, then shakes her head:: No...it wasn't... ::sniffle:: Why won't they go away...? I... I.. I just wanna be me... :types a few more commands, then slams his fist against the consol: Crud! What? ::is beside him inna heartbeat:: ::that particular inquiry has her heart melt:: I don't know, Max...maybe...if we ever find a way outta those creeps...we'll find a way to make you yourself. ((Shall it rain?)) ::nods, remembers, gets to his feet, wiping his dripping nose:: You're right... This isn't the time... ::has a blank face, then turns to T-Bone, almost like he's about to have a coronary:: They're here........... Here? ::quietly:: ::jobs up to them:: Say what? ::isn't having a coronary... is moving into "go out in a blaze of glory mode":: :;is behind her:: They're....surrounding the ourskirts of the hangar..they can be here in about a half hour... Can we get out the way we got in? ::is asking his glovatrix to bring up its inventory even as he asks:: Lemme check...:types in a few commands, scans the area of their secret passage way:: I think...we may have an opportunity... ::nods:: Then, we go... ((Or can they be here sooner?)) ((Or can we cliffhangar? I'm dying here..)) ((Cliffhanger. Tired myself)) ((let's cliffhanger. I'm falling asleep)) ((End(()) Horrah! Good night! *** Katney has quit IRC (Exit: ::yawns big and long, then blows kisses:: Good night everybody!) Heh... It's that time... Yuppers. I go now. ;) See ya...today! Yeah! G'night! Nights!! *** Disconnected Session Close: Sun Apr 16 02:03:50 2000