Of Tomkats in Fedoras and She-Kats in the Spotlight, Part 4

TNT and Turmoil

<JakeInnaCoat> ::slips up behind some crates, looking over at the others::
<TrinaKorat> ::slips up to a buncha crates next to his, makes a few signals::
<KittyCarver> ::growls softly::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::nods to Trina, looks over at Kitty::
<KittyCarver> Any plans of attack?
<JakeInnaCoat> Take 'em by surprise before they can fill us with holes... Beyond that... no.
<KittyCarver> They probably already fitted the kitt in for cement shoes.
<KittyCarver> Hate to think that happened already
<JakeInnaCoat> ::nods:: If that's the worst they did... ::doesn't finish that thought::
<KittyCarver> He has some kind of relation to me, doesn't he?
<JakeInnaCoat> He's your nephew.
<TrinaKorat> One thin' fer sure...we've gotta stop that shipment...::reaches into her pocket and draws out a couple handguns:: Jake...::tosses him one:: For protection.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::catches it:: Thanks.
<KittyCarver> Got my own, thanks.
<TrinaKorat> ::nods, then takes in a deep breath:: We've gotta split up...
<JakeInnaCoat> Yeah... Try to surround them... ::pause:: I'll start the show... Have a surprise that should get them confused for a few minutes..
<KittyCarver> Who wants where?
<JakeInnaCoat> ::pats his pocket::
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: I gotcha.
<TrinaKorat> Jus' give us enough time ta bust 'em. I'll sneak in from the back.
<JakeInnaCoat> Got it. I'll go straight in. Kitty?
<KittyCarver> Yeah? ::puts her harness on with her tommy loaded.::
<JakeInnaCoat> Can you take the side?
<KittyCarver> ::nods::
<JakeInnaCoat> Good. Alright... Let's go....
<KittyCarver> Watch your tails.
<JakeInnaCoat> Will do.
<TrinaKorat> OKay...::jogs outta her area:: Jake...Katarina ::uses her real name:: Be careful. ::goes::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::slips forward, getting closer::
<KittyCarver> You, too, cousin. ::leaves::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::peeks around crates at the assorted thugs::
<TrinaKorat> ::runs to the other side of the building, finding a back door ajar:: Ah ha...Dark Crud...smart you not be...
<TrinaKorat> ::creeps in::
<Thugs> ::are looking out, while others are loadin' the 'nip::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::makes his way past them unnoticed and approaches where light is coming from the rough wooden slats of the building::
<KittyCarver> ::makes her way on the side, looking into windows::
<TrinaKorat> ::is already in, hides behind some crates::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::grabs one slat and gives it an experimental tug, it gives and he carefully pulls it aside and slips in::
<TrinaKorat> ::leans against the crate, handgun leveled:: <Now I gotta wait fer Jake's signal>
<Thug> ::notices a shadow, goes to investigate, spies Kitty::
<KittyCarver> ::looks into the window, grins:: Bingo.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::creeps close to the gathered thugs, sliding a hand into his pocket::
<Thug> ::creeps up, silently, then....puts a hand over her mouth to prevent her from screaming::
<KittyCarver> ::muffled scream::
<Thug> ::drags her off::
<KittyCarver> ::bites down on his paw::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::at about the same time, tosses a handful of something into the floor at the thugs feet::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::the somethings go off like firecrackers::
<Thug> Argh!
<Thugs inside> What?! Huh?! Wha' was that?!
<TrinaKorat> <Bingo...>
<JakeInnaCoat> ::screams:: NOW! ::lunges to the top of the crate and dives into the mass of thugs::
<TrinaKorat> ::dives out, handgun drawn::
<Thugs> it's those coppers!! :take out tommys::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::lands on two, throwing them to the ground, punches another, and spins to bring his gun to bear on another::
<TrinaKorat> ::fires atta couple, then somersaults to kick another couple::
<KittyCarver> ::pulls his paw away from her mouth:: Korat! Jake!
<TrinaKorat> ::couldn't hear her from all the fire power going off::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks up quickly, clocking his captured thug with the gun... but can't find the source of the sound::
<Thug> ::hasta think of a way to keep her quiet, pulls a gag around her mouth::
<KittyCarver> ::Growls::
<Thug> ::drags her into the next warehouse::
<KittyCarver> ::muffled swearing::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks around for more thugs::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> C'mon! C'mon! I wanna another! I c'n take ya' all!))
<Thugs> ::are coming in numbers::
<TrinaKorat> ((ROFL!!))
<TrinaKorat> ::spins:: Crud...Jake, scatter!
<JakeInnaCoat> Right! ::dives aside::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::lands inna roll and shoots two thugs in the leg::
<TrinaKorat> ::dives behind another set of crates and fires anew::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::fired upon, takes cover::
<KittyCarver> ::muffled: Lemme go before I pull your eye out!
<Thug> She was snoopin' around, Boss...::to whoever is present::
<Katscratch> Keep an eye on 'er... She may come in handy...
<TrinaKorat> Crud...:ducks, then peers at the label on the crate she's hiding behind: "TNT":: <Well, well...>
<JakeInnaCoat> ::realizes he left his hat, shoots out a hand and grabs it, pulling it behind his crate::
<DarkKat> Waitaminute.... ::looks at Kitty closely:: Aren't you the one who was spying on us...?
<KittyCarver> ::still has her purse with her, BTW, and still has her tommy:
<JakeInnaCoat> ::pauses as he plops it on his head:: ::wiggles his finger through the prounounced bullet hole in it:: Drat...
<KittyCarver> ::snarls at DK::
<DarkKat> Search her!
<Thug> ::grabs her purse, then ties her up::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::returns fire at a few thugs and then realizes he's outta bullets - ah, that time before near-limitless magazines!::
<KittyCarver> ::manages to get the gag out:: You messed my lipstick up.
<DarkKat> Don' worry, my dear...you won't hafta worry about your looks when yer out swimmin...
<TrinaKorat> ::makes a few hand motions to Jake::
<KittyCarver> What did you do with my nephew?
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks toward her, cocks his head, confused::
<DarkKat> Your nephew?
<KittyCarver> The kitt your goons dragged here.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::mouths "Say what?"::
<TrinaKorat> ::gives him a "hang on" motion, peers out, then....runs out, firing a few times, dodging bullets, and ends up beside him::
<DarkKat> Ah...him....he's long gone...
<JakeInnaCoat> I was hoping you could explain without getting yourself perforated... but as you're here....
<TrinaKorat> ::gasps for air:: Please...in the near future...learn to read lips...::leans against the crate::
<KittyCarver> You enjoy taking out Furlongs, don't you?
<KittyCarver> So you admit you iced my brudder.
<JakeInnaCoat> I'll try. Now.. you were mumbling?
<DarkKat> ::pauses, then...raises a brow:: He had a son?
<TrinaKorat> ::reaches into her pocket:: There's only one way to get rid of this crud once and for all...::pulls out a few good sticks of dynamite::
<JakeInnaCoat> Perfect....
<JakeInnaCoat> But, we gotta find Kitty first...
<KittyCarver> ::keeps silent, save a few growls::
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: Right. ::hands him a couple: Not exactly Fourth of July...but it's time fer a few fireworks.
<Thug> She ain't got the info, boss...
<JakeInnaCoat> Indeed... ::pockets one and holds the other::
<TrinaKorat> ::takes in a deep breath, then fires a few more times::
<Thugs> ::run out, are outta ammo, and a few remain anyway...::
<DarkKat> ::growls:: You know of our plan of operation, Kitty. Where is it?
<JakeInnaCoat> Oh boooooooys! ::lights his stick with a lighter and lobs it into the middle of the room::
<KittyCarver> Lost it when your boys was chasin' me.
<Thugs> ::SCREAM!!! and run outta there FAST!::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::the stick isn't enough to destroy a warehouse, but it'll make a hole::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::peeks out:: ::to Trina:: Coast's clear!
<TrinaKorat> ::walks out:: Enough to scare them.
<TrinaKorat> ::goes to check the crates out and finds the 'nip:: Bingo.
<JakeInnaCoat> Yeah... Good... ::grabs two laying in the floor by their shirts and hauls them outside::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::trots back:: Place's empty... Time fer some early fireworks?
<TrinaKorat> ::grins:: You got it. Time ta get this crud offa the streets fer good.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::small grin:: This much of it, alright.
<DarkKat> Lost it!? I don't think so! ::towers over her: Where is it?!
<KittyCarver> Told ya where it was.
<TrinaKorat> ::nods:: You ready?
<DarkKat> You said it was lost....not good enough.
<JakeInnaCoat> Yep. ::pulls out his remaining stick and lays it on one crate of TNT:
<JakeInnaCoat> We light... and we ruuuun.
<KittyCarver> When my life's in danger, I tend to forget things like this.
<TrinaKorat> ::lights a couple sticks, throwin' them next to the nearest barrels of gunpowder she finds:: Aaaaaaaaaand...go go GO!!!! ::grabs him by the collar and arm and runs out towards the docks::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::lights his as he goes:: I'm running... really... ::is dragged::
<DarkKat> ::growls:: Maybe we outta turn to more convincin' matters, Katscratch.
<JakeInnaCoat> ((Alright, who wants to describe the boom?))
<TrinaKorat> ::warehouse blows, dives into the bay the minute it does::
<TrinaKorat> ((Jus' did...^-^))
<TrinaKorat> ((Less ya wanted somethin' more descriptive...))
<JakeInnaCoat> ::dives after her::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((Nopes ;) ))
<Thugs> ::Are running like mad all over the place::
<TrinaKorat> ::pieces of wood and such fly into the water::
<TrinaKorat> ::pops her head out for air::
<Katscratch> ::spins as the neighboring warehouse blows:: What in th'...?!
<DarkKat> What th'....?!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::surfaces and looks toward the warehouse:: Wohoo! ::jabs a fist in the air::
<TrinaKorat> ::turns to look:: Alright!...now ain't THAT a spectacle!
<KittyCarver> Here's my backup.
<Thug> BOSS! Someone jus' blew up the 'nip!! ::after he runs in:
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks for Trina:: Trina? You okay?
<KittyCarver> What's the matter, Dark Kat? Can't afford a little 'nip blowing up? ::grins slightly::
<DarkKat> Argh!!!!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks for Trina:: Trina? You okay?
<TrinaKorat> ::issa swimming for the shore::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::swims after::
<TrinaKorat> ::crawls out, coughs a bit::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::comes jogging out of the surf, finds Trina:: I repeat, you okay?
<TrinaKorat> ::nodsnods:: Yeah...::pauses:: Where's Kitty?
<JakeInnaCoat> Dunno... We gotta get back up there and look...
<KittyCarver> You messed with the wrong kats, Dark Kat.
<TrinaKorat> ::nodsnods, then suddenly grasps her shoulder:: Argh...
<DarkKat> ::growls:: Who was it?
<KittyCarver> Like I know their names.
<JakeInnaCoat> You get hit? ::looks quickly::
<KittyCarver> ((The thug who grabbed her would know))
<KittyCarver> ((She yelled out Korat and Jake))
<TrinaKorat> ::pauses, lifts her hand up to reveal a nasty gash:: Aww...crud....
<Thug> She spoke, boss...
<JakeInnaCoat> You 'n Kitty gotta stop doin' this...
<TrinaKorat> Like I could evade a board comin' at me...
<KittyCarver> ::thinks.:: <Uh-oh.>
<DarkKat> ::looks at him:: Well?!
<JakeInnaCoat> Of course you could! Korat! You are hereby ordered not to get yourself hurt! ::grins a hair, joking::
<Thug> Mentioned a last name...
<KittyCarver> ::stomps on his foot before he says it::
<TrinaKorat> Yessir...::pause:: Waitaminute, I'm the Captain here! Since when do I follow orders? ::grin::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Thug> ::names that come out ain't proper nor repeatable::))
<TrinaKorat> ((ROFL!))
<Thug> Augh!! ::jumps up and down::
<JakeInnaCoat> Cuz... I'm an official ex-cop without the badge ta' prove it!
<KittyCarver> ::grins:: Keep yer trap shut.
<TrinaKorat> ::laughs:: Yeah yeah...::straightens up:: I think I can...::whinces at the sudden movement:: Not make it...
<JakeInnaCoat> Then, you're staying here.
<TrinaKorat> I've gotta get Feral over here...he's gotta see this.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::thinks it over:: Alright... Go get him... If Dark Kat's still here, we could use backup anyways...
<TrinaKorat> You got it. :then pauses, a sudden feeling of deja vu comes over her...:: Jake...make sure you get your tail outta there...ALIVE.
<JakeInnaCoat> Of course. It's always a goal of mine. ::grins reassuringly::
<KittyCarver> Keep your trap shut and I'll behave.
<Thug> ::gets away from her:: Mentioned Korat...
<KittyCarver> ::growl::
<TrinaKorat> Jus' making sure. ::hugs him tight:: I'll be back inna flash, I promise.
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Kitty> What did I tell you?! ::whips out her tommy and guns him down, then turns it on Dark Kat:: And,this's fer makin' me break a nail!))
<JakeInnaCoat> ::hugs her back:: You better.
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!::))
<TrinaKorat> ::grins, then slinks off::
<DarkKat> Korat?? That she-cop?! Since when is she involved?!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::turns to slink back toward the remaining warehouses::
<KittyCarver> Well, since the kat's out of the bag... since I showed her the tape, Dark Crud!
<DarkKat> ::turns to Katscratch:: Was she the one who interrogated ya last night?!
<Katscratch> Yeah....
<Katscratch> ::is edging nervously for the door lest DK get violent:
<KittyCarver> ::grins:: This should be entertainin'.
<DarkKat> ::turns to Kitty:: You gave HER the info, didn' ya?
<KittyCarver> Why else would fireworks be going off?
<Katscratch> I'm gettin' outta here! We'll have cops breathin' down our necks in minutes!
<DarkKat> Where is it?!
<KittyCarver> Last I saw it, Korat had it.
<Katscratch> Does it matter? They already *know*!
<DarkKat> ::pauses:: Hang onna sec, Katscratch...
<Katscratch> ::sneering:: Another brilliant plan, Dark Kat?
<DarkKat> I'd say it's time to get rid of alla these guys once and fer all. You've gotta make sure she doens't get to Feral first.
<Katscratch> If Korat got it and came back already, Feral's got it, you idiot!
<DarkKat> Not if our contact hasn't gotten to it first, which I'm pretty sure he has! Ice her!
<DarkKat> ::turns to Kitty:: I must thank you for your cooperation, my dear...
<Katscratch> Only if I can find her! ::dashes out::
<Thugs> ::follow::
<KittyCarver> You were the one who signed my paychecks. ::sweatdrop::
<KittyCarver> Besides, after what you did to my brudder, I wanted to see you get what's coming to ya.
<DarkKat> ::sneers:: Was my pleasure to finish 'im off...now I'm afraid you must go as well...
<KittyCarver> I could lead you to Korat.
<DarkKat> Katscratch's already after her...
<DarkKat> ::pauses, seems interested, tho'::
<KittyCarver> What about that other cop givin' ya grief?
<KittyCarver> My brudder's ex-partner?
<DarkKat> ::narrows his eyes:: Go on...
<TrinaKorat> ::is in the meantime running towards headquarters::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Kitty> He lives inna cardboard box on the south side!))
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!::))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> ::thwaps:: It's a *dumpster* with all the amenities! Get it right!))
<TrinaKorat> ((::ROFL!!::))
<JakeInnaCoat> ::is trying to see thru the warehouse's grimy windows::
<Thug> That ex-copper was with her, boss!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::presses an ear to the window::
<DarkKat> Really...::turns to Kitty:: I suppose he was the one responsible for my 'nip loss?
<JakeInnaCoat> ::thinking:: <Half right, Dark Crud...>
<KittyCarver> Beats me. I've been here at the time.
<DarkKat> Still..you were with them...
<DarkKat> Otherwise, why would you be carryin' *this*? ::holds up her tommy::
<KittyCarver> Protection?
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Kitty> ::squalls:: I've been violated! ::as it *was* under her dress:;))
<TrinaKorat> ((LOL!))
<KittyCarver> ((No, moved it to a chest harness))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((Outside the dre....? Nevermind.))
<DarkKat> ::smirks:: I think it's time I got rid o' ya...
<DarkKat> ::to thugs:: Take 'er fer a swim.
<KittyCarver> Love to swim, but left my bathin' suit at home.
<JakeInnaCoat> <Crud! ::slinks around toward the bay side of the warehouse::
<Thugs> With pleasure. ::grab her and get her feet into a ready made bucket with cement, and tie her hands behind her::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::gets close enough to attack::
<DarkKat> Good night, my dear...you were a great singer...too bad ya didn' last...
<KittyCarver> Lovely. Got anything lighter in wieght AND color?
<Thugs> ::pick her up and get ready to take her outside........::
<Thugs> :take her outside and towards the bay::
<KittyCarver> Givin' me the tour?
<Thug> Ain't it a lovely fer a swim?
<KittyCarver> Sorry, just ate. I'll get cramps.
<Other Thug> Yer gonna get worse'n that....
<Thugs> ::gets ready ta throw her in::
<KittyCarver> Lousy tour. I want my five bucks back!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::dives in, tackling one thug::
<Thug> Ack!! ::didn't see that one coming::
<KittyCarver> ::didn't either, but glad that happened::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::gets the guy with his back to the water and punches him::
<Thug> ::is KO'ed, falls in::
<KittyCarver> Ha! Nice shot, flatfoot.
<Max> ::appears outta nowhere to knock another off the pier... unfortunately, they both go in the drink::
<JakeInnaCoat> Thanks! ::ducks another thug's swing::
<Thug> Wh'a?!!? ::is sunk::
<KittyCarver> ::blinks:: Where'd you come from? Dark Kat said you were layed out cold.
<Thug> ::takes another swing at Jake::
<JakeInnaCoat> <Max> ::comes clawing up on the pier:: Loooong story.. ::grabs one guy's ankle and jerks him off::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::ducks:: Too slow! ::dances around and kicks the guy in the gut::
<Thug> Ooof!! ::is KO'ed::
<KittyCarver> Where's Korat at?
<JakeInnaCoat> ::yells:: Gettin' help!
<KittyCarver> And do either of you's two have a chizzle or a jackhammer with yas?
<TrinaKorat> :is nearing police HQ, holding onto her shoulder as she goes::
<KittyCarver> ::refers to her feet in cement::
<Max> Uhm... ::looks for something hard::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks for more thugs::
<KittyCarver> ((<Kitty> Try your head, Max))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((ROFL!))
<TrinaKorat> <DK> ::comes out, snarling:: CLAWSON!!
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!!::))
<KittyCarver> Ah-ha! So that's yer last name.
<JakeInnaCoat> Uhm yeah... ::glances at her before focusing on DK:: You bellowed?
<Max> Got a better plan... Let's try this... over here.. ::grabs Kitty... and hefts her over his shoulder, cement and all::
<DarkKat> ::snarls:: I thought I'dda gotten rid 'o ya long ago...seems ya couldn't get yer nose outta other people's business!
<KittyCarver> O_O What are you doing?
<JakeInnaCoat> You killed my partner... This *is* my business....
<Max> ::sets Kitty down sorta away from the fight but on the edge of the pier:: Getting clear....
<KittyCarver> Knock 'em out for us, Clawson.
<DarkKat> I'd thought finishin' off with Furlong woulda been like a warnin' sign..apparently it wasn't...::evil grin::
<KittyCarver> Or whatever happens.
<Nina> ::Was there waiting for Max::
<KittyCarver> ::growls:: Wonderful. Nina's here.
<Max> She's with me...
<Nina> ::smirks:: Seems ya got yer feet together, Kitty...::arms crossed::
<JakeInnaCoat> Warning sign? It was a "come get me"... ::darkly::
<KittyCarver> Oh cut the wise cracks.
<DarkKat> One that shoulda kept you away! ::takes a swing at 'im::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> ::stands there in his trenchcoat... whips out a sword:: There can be only one!))
<Max> Nina... You got anything to work on this cement with?
<KittyCarver> I'll get you a pair if you like 'em, Nina!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::dodges::
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!::))
<Nina> Um...::spies an old tools store:: Be right back::
<Nina> ::goes::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::jumps on DK's back and goes for a headlock::
<JakeInnaCoat> <This guy is like a mountain...> ::digs his feet claws into DK's cloak::
<DarkKat> Argh! ::growls and begins to stagger backwards...towards Kitty....and knocks her in:
<KittyCarver> ::yells, falls into the water::
<Max> Well... drat! ::dives after::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::attempts to tighten his grip, seeing Max after Kitty::
<KittyCarver> ::settles on the floor, cuts the ropes on her wrists::
<Max> ::swims after::
<DarkKat> ::grabs Jake and flings him over him, him being bigger:
<JakeInnaCoat> Yah! ::tumbles into a pile of crates::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::crates fall around him::
<KittyCarver> ::grunts as she tries to get her feet lose, but the cement solid-fied.::
<DarkKat> ::laughs darkly:: Yer gonna meet yer partner, Clawson! Pleasant dreams!
<JakeInnaCoat> ::groans::
<Nina> ::comes running, sledgehammer in hand, saw the whole thing. Pauses, then dives after Max::
<Max> ::arrives by her::
<Nina> ::sledgehammer pulls her down...literally::
<KittyCarver> ::grabs onto Max's shoulder, trying to hoist herself up, fails::
<Max> ::grabs her, tries to swim upward::
<DarkKat> ::thinking Jake's finally dead, and the others...well, they won't survive that long...he's got matters to attend to::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::tries to open his eyes, everything's a bit fuzzy::
<Nina> :appears by him, hands him the sledgehammer::
<DarkKat> ::motions to his thugs to follow::
<KittyCarver> ::nods for him to go up::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::gives the cement a whack... best he can:
<DarkKat & Co> ::are gone::
<KittyCarver> ::shakes head to stay awake. Taps shoulder to tell him to go up to get Jake or help him::
<Nina> ::after going up for air, dives down to help him::
<Max> ::swims upward fast as he can, breaking the surface...::
<KittyCarver> ::finally lets out the air she was holding::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::staggers to his feet and looks around::
<Nina> ::is holding on to her by the other arm::
<Max> ::gets Kitty's head above water::
<KittyCarver> ::had passed out::
<Max> ::drags her to shore::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::sees them and dashes down there::
<Nina> ::checks her pulse:: She's still here...
<Max> Good... Now, where's that sledgehammer....?
<Nina> I thought I gave it to you...
<Max> Uhm... dropped it... ::dives back in and returns with it::
<Nina> Kitty?...
<KittyCarver> :still out::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::arrives:: Is she okay?
<Max> ::carefully makes a go at the cement::
<Nina> She's out...::checks for a heart beat: But still alive...
<JakeInnaCoat> Good... Max... Be careful with that thing!
<KittyCarver> ((Try CPR. Been under for a few minutes))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((But, they didn't know it then...))
<TrinaKorat> ((I was gonna ask that right now...))
<KittyCarver> ((:blink?:))
<KittyCarver> ((Oh))
<TrinaKorat> ((Didn't they learn CPR sometime durin'...um....I dunno..sometime after 'Nam?))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((It's the twenties... Ought Jake invent it? And, I thought she had a pulse?))
<KittyCarver> ((I was about to suggest that))
<KittyCarver> ((It could fade...))
<TrinaKorat> ((She's gotta pulse....how 'bout just pump 'er sumthin'? ::shrugs::))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((Okay... Fade... n' Jake'll take wild guesses...))
<TrinaKorat> ((Whichever....whatever...::shrugs::))
<KittyCarver> ((@_@))
<KittyCarver> ((OK, they were wacking at her feet.))
<JakeInnaCoat> Uhm... Max... Stop that fer a sec... Dangit,... she's not breathing...
<Nina> C'mon, Kitty...
<JakeInnaCoat> C'mon, breathe... ::thinks::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::takes a wild guess and goes to *make* her breath - and thus mouth to mouth was invented::
<KittyCarver> ((Heh heh))
<JakeInnaCoat> ::pauses to breathe himself:: C'mon... ::tries again::
<TrinaKorat> ((::imagines a narrator saying this:: And thus, having found not other way to revive the victim, Clawson invented the mouth to mouth procedure...))
<Nina> C'mon, Kitty...
<KittyCarver> ((<Narrator> And maybe if he had half a brain, he would think that he would have to get the heart going.))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((It was going! Tell 'im it ain't!))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((::is dying::))
<TrinaKorat> ((ROFL!!))
<KittyCarver> ((OK! It ain't!))
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Heart> I'm not beating now! Okay?!))
<KittyCarver> ((::snicker::))
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!:: <Heart> Eesh!! Some people!))
<JakeInnaCoat> ::feels her pulse:: Drat... How many....? Oh, forget it... ::guesses at where it ought be and pushes::
<Nina> ::just watches::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::develops a rhythm, breathe for her, push, breath for her, push::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> ::is doomed to be reincarnated as a paramedic...::))
<TrinaKorat> ((ROFL!!! <Jake> ::and manages a nice harmony to go with it::))
<KittyCarver> ::After a rhythm goes for a while, sits up slightly and coughs up water::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::gets spewed upon and pauses:: Kitty?!
<Nina> ::breathes a sigh of relief::
<KittyCarver> ::inhales deeply, pants:
<Max> ::dittos Nina::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::lets out a deep breath:: Whoo.... ::puts an arm behind her to support her::
<KittyCarver> Dark Kat... ::pant:: Got away.
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> I've just invented a new lifesaving technique! Everyone applaud already!!!))
<JakeInnaCoat> Yeah....
<TrinaKorat> <Nina> ::eyes are wide, then narrows them:: If the 'nip was destroyed...
<KittyCarver> ::growls to herself::
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!!, clapclap::))
<KittyCarver> I was trying to tell you, kitt, to go up there and take care of him!
<JakeInnaCoat> ((<Jake> ::hugs Sagemun:: SOMEONE recognizes my brilliance! <Chance> Oh crud... He's gonna be intolerable for days!))
<JakeInnaCoat> Tell who?
<Nina> ::eyes are wide:: He's off to meet his third party! ::outta nowhere::
<Max> Third party? ::is out of the loop::
<TrinaKorat> ((::dies!!!!!, and hugs back:: Anytime...))
<KittyCarver> Wonderful. ::coughs::
<Nina> ::stands up fast:: The councilman....I just learned his name tonight!
<JakeInnaCoat> Who?!
<KittyCarver> ::tries to stand up::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::jerks head toward Nina as he tries to help Kitty::
<JakeInnaCoat> Steele?! Then, we gotta catch 'em together!
<Nina> You don't understand! His son's involved!
<JakeInnaCoat> Explain it on the way.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::looks over at Kitty:: You up for walking?
<KittyCarver> ::wraps the blanket around her more:: I can stand a little exercise.
<JakeInnaCoat> Good. Cuz we need to get you to Enforcer Headquarters for safety...
<KittyCarver> Right.
<JakeInnaCoat> Hey, you're a witness... and Dark Kat and Katscratch have it in for you... ::looks to Max:: Max, get Nina outta here too.... ::grins a bit, doubts Max'll mind::
<Nina> ::looks a bit concerned::
<Max> Right.
<Max> ::to Nina:: Don' worry...
<KittyCarver> Well, if it make you feel better, I have it in for THEM. :puts her fist in her paw::
<JakeInnaCoat> Don't we all. ::chuckles a bit::
<Nina> <It's not *me* I'm worried about...it's Feral...the whole Enforcer squadron...they're in peril...>
<Nina> ::sighs:: Alright....just be careful...
<JakeInnaCoat> We will...
<Max> ::nods along:
<KittyCarver> ::nod::
<Nina> ::manages to smile:: Whatever happens...just make sure they're in jail...
<JakeInnaCoat> We will.... One way or another...
<KittyCarver> Go on, Max. We're big kats. We can handle ourselves.
<Nina> ::gulps silently::
<Max> I'm goin'... I'm goin... ::pauses, looks at Nina:: You wanna walk or... can you... well,... can you... uhm...?
<KittyCarver> ::rolls her eyes::
<Nina> ::gives Kitty the glare and merges her wings:: I'll manage.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::sorta herds Kitty away, can guess what Max is asking and Max's "features" are quite a secret::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((And, she doesn't know Max can do that....))
<TrinaK> ((::nodsnods::))
<KittyCarver> ::grins::
<KittyCarver> So how'd you figure to do that?
<Max> ::grows his own wings::
<KittyCarver> ::to Jake::
<JakeInnaCoat> Do what?
<KittyCarver> That thing you did to revive me.
<Nina> ::smiles gently:: I'm ready.
<KittyCarver> Got the water out of my lungs.
<JakeInnaCoat> Oh that... Well... it just seemed.... like the right idea... sorta help your lungs n' all along...
<Max> Ditto. ::spreads his now-dried wings::
<KittyCarver> I guess. Never thanked ya for it.
<Nina> ::leaps into the air::
<JakeInnaCoat> S'okay...
<Max> ::leaps after her::
<KittyCarver> ::pushes her hair back a bit::
<KittyCarver> You knew my brudder then?
<JakeInnaCoat> He was my partner. We met back in the war... He's a crazy pilot...
<KittyCarver> What was he like?
<JakeInnaCoat> Reckless, hotheaded... and the best backup you could ask for.
<KittyCarver> ::chuckles::
<KittyCarver> ::sighs and closes her eyes:: Wish I knew him. He sounded like a good kat.
<JakeInnaCoat> He was great guy - funloving, brave... He's missed in not a few circles...
<KittyCarver> Hmm.
<KittyCarver> Well...
<JakeInnaCoat> Hm?
<KittyCarver> ::grins:: Guess I can call myself un-employed, eh? ::half hearted chuckle::
<JakeInnaCoat> I think... Although... I bet any other club would take you...
<KittyCarver> With my act? Doubtful.
<KittyCarver> Besides, they won't let you carry a gun.
<JakeInnaCoat> Doubtful? It's a great act. And, as to that... I... uh... doubt they'll look where you put that thing...
<KittyCarver> ::chuckles:: You're sweet. ::kisses him on the cheek::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::bluuushes::
<JakeInnaCoat> Thanks.
<KittyCarver> And thanks to you.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::more blushing:: You're welcome...
<KittyCarver> ::chuckles: You're blushing, Clawson.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::straightens up and looks away:: I am not...
<KittyCarver> It just makes you cute.
<TrinaK> ::issa finally getting to HQ, ignoring the pain in her shoulder. Believes she might as well think of it as a minor scratch::
<KittyCarver> ::can't help but giggle::
<KittyCarver> Wish I had where Dark Kat's meeting his thrid party.
<JakeInnaCoat> Yeah, yeah... ::pause::
<JakeInnaCoat> ((Didn't Nina say it was Steele last night?))
<KittyCarver> ((Yeah))
<TrinaK> ((Yuppers, but she forgot to explain that his son was also involved...eh heh...bad mun!))
<KittyCarver> ((You said something about his son))
<JakeInnaCoat> Wait! Didn't Nina say Steele was in this?
<KittyCarver> Yeah, but who's Steele?
<TrinaK> ::gets to HQ, flies up the stairs:: Gotta get to Feral....gotta get to Feral...
<JakeInnaCoat> The City Councilman! Gotta be! ::smacks a fist into one hand::
<KittyCarver> Brillient.
<Feral> ::is in his office::
<JakeInnaCoat> Brilliant for Dark Kat... Steele's running for mayor next term....
<KittyCarver> Perish the thought.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::nods his head:: He is.. And, if he gets it, Dark Kat'll rule this town...
<TrinaK> ::gets to his office, finally, and runs in:: Sir, I...!
<KittyCarver> ::takes her tommy, checks the ammunation:: Then let's go get 'em.
<Feral> ::looks up, doesn't say anything::
<JakeInnaCoat> ::thinks:: It's exactly where Dark Kat would go now... Are you sure you...? ::notes the tommy:: Guess that answers that....
<TrinaK> ::pauses, issa panting:: Sir! I found the 'nip shipment! It's at the docks! It's....
<KittyCarver> ::grins and winks:: This time, we're gonna nail 'em.
<JakeInnaCoat> ::small grin:: Hopefully....
<JakeInnaCoat> ::does a brief mental inventory of how many "tricks" he has left:: Let's do it then!
<Steele> ::steps outta the shadows, handgun drawn close to Feral's head:: It's destroyed...thanks to YER snooping!
<KittyCarver> You got it.
<TrinaK> ::eyes are wide, then narrows them, teeth clenched:: I should have known... Steele...::darkly::