GLoG XLVI: With a Maraschino Cherry On Top.

[Lex-Kat]

PLEASE READ BEFORE POSTING IN THIS THREAD!


The Good League of Good is an ACRONYM organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers.

Our IC leaders:
President: Happyturtle Amakir (player: Happyturtle)
Vice President: Daisuke Hayashi (player: Horngeek)
Treasurer: Jazirian (player: KidKris)
Chief Warden/of Security: Susan (player: Billtodamax) and Judy (player: Lex-kat)
Heads of Pastoral Care: Quinn (player: The Bushranger) and Vorka Stark (player: Kaelaroth)

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OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The PM requirement is only so we know who is around. We aren't running auditions or anything. :smallsmile:
IC: Your character may be refused entry to the premises or asked to leave if they are not of good alignment or if they cause trouble in-character.
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Membership form:

Name:
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
Any other important information:

Also, before you join, read the Rules of the Spork (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4768413&postcount=489). If you are not a member, then when your character arrives, you will be outside the front door and must roleplay getting entry, but bear in mind that whenever your character enters GLoG, alignment scanners will try to detect his/her current intention's alignment (so even the most evil of people might come off as good, if they think they are. If you wish to post, IC, on GLoG's bulletin board, it is located here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=108523), and there is a Full Members list here. (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/list-of-characters) If your name's not there, feel free to go on and add your character's name, and information.

New GLoG HQ Map
Ground Floor


http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/GLoGGroundFloor.png

Front Entrance - Where people go in.
Great Room - The main lounge.
Infirmary Wing - Only slightly more equipped than the average hospital. Expect to be here. A lot.
Member Quarters - Where people sleep. Rooms can be fully customized, and several times bigger on the inside than they really should be, due to dimensional mojo.
Gazebo - Step cautiously, and you may just survive.
Pool Area - Indoor Pool and Hot-tubs.
The Armory - If you can kill someone with it, it's there.
The Conservatory - Rare plant specimens abound!
Covered Walkways - Are Covered.


Basement 1


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Water Works - A veritable mass of pipes.
The Vaults - Shiny...
The Labs - Beware the Mutant-Half-Were-Pirate-Zombie-Dog.
Detention Blocks - Totally humane, we swear! :smalleek:
Sparring Pits
Training Mats
Shooting Range
Obstacle Course Area - Over eleventy billion possible combinations!


Basement 2


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Secret Drone Factory - Completely Inaccessible. Who built it? SECRET! Who designed the drones? SECRET! How do the drones even get from the factory to the base if it's 'completely inaccessible' anyway? I SAID IT'S SECRET GODDAMIT!
Particle Accelerator - Why do we even have one of these? :smallconfused:
Roof
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Helipads - For helicopters and other VTOL type aircraft to land. Duh.
Garage - Is a lot bigger on the inside, due to dimensional mojo. [Insert witty comment or pun here]
Vehicle Teleporter - Used to get ground vehicles from the roof to the ground. May or may not be a lift-ramp-portal-mass-driver-cannon thing.


Old GLoG HQ Map
Great Room
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Members Only Areas:
Some areas of the base are DNA locked and alignment locked so that only members with no evil intent can enter unescorted. These include the Security Room, the Armoury, the Detention Wing, and the Artifact Vault.

Artifact Vault - Set next to the Armory, this is where GLoG's major artifacts are stored. The door is DNA locked to members only.
The Brightheart
The Brightheart is a plain orb, set upon a stone plinth labeled 'The Brightheart'. Also on the plinth is a note that says:
'Do Not Remove. Ever. No, not even then. (But maybe then.)'
The Brightheart itself glows with inner light, and throws up a positive energy blanket of moderate strength (heals most surface wounds, and makes undead sick) a few meters in radius. Touching the Brightheart results in having a large amount of positive energy run through you (heals all wounds, and drives undead to near death). Inside the plinth itself is a gate to the Negative Energy realm, which draws off the excess positive energy from the Brightheart. Should the Brightheart be removed, and taken away from the base without the necessary preparations being made, two Very Bad ThingsTM will happen.
A) The Brightheart's positive energy will not be siphoned off, and so it will be returned to full strength, throwing up a powerful positive energy blanket about a kilometer in radius, and killing anyone who touches it, living or no, through sheer positive energy overdose.
B) The gate to the Negative Energy realm will become unstable and tear, creating a giant Negative Energy rift in the middle of GLoG.
Banners:
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All banners by Logalmier.

GLoG's defences (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5398371&postcount=444), and Security cameras (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5229752&postcount=219), and the Drones in GLoG (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/glog-drones-list). Other information may well be found on our wiki (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/start).
The GLoG portals:
The portal between GLoG and HALO is still open, providing instantaneous transportation between the two organisations.
But anyone passing through it arrives outside the front door. If they've already been cleared (previously interacted with GLoG without hostilities), they can walk straight in without having to roleplay out knocking on the door and so on.
There is also a smaller portal operating between GLoG and Farthing Cottage (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=111819)

First time visitors, or people who have previously caused trouble have to wait for someone to undeadtime to decide whether they can enter the building (GLoG), or not, unfortunately. We apologise for any inconvenience this may cause.

[Je dit Viola]

{Training Room}

Now to train you. I want you to run, in these heels.... Bianca pulls out a pair of two inch heels. 10 laps around the room. She holds them out to Katrina. They will fit.

Once Katrina takes them, Bianca turns toward Helen, keeping Katrina within sight. Good job Helen. It's always good to enjoy the practice. She smiles.
Katrina puts them on and says ...okay. because she's in to position to argue.
She runs the laps, but she's very bad at running, or even most physical activity. Let alone in heels.

Helen turns to Bianca and says Oh, hey. I'm just really happy today. And I like swordfighting and singing! she says.
So my sister's finally out? Running's torture for her. Nice job. she says smugly.

[celtois]

Alexis once again finds herself at the front doors of GLog. Looking at them as one would look at a old friend from a distance. One you didn't plan on talking to at least. Is it possible she's lamenting the past, quite likely in fact.

[KerfuffleMach2]

If Alexis knocks, Runner will answer the door. If not, well, then he won't.

[celtois]

Nope no knocking just general watching. As she watches a single tear rolls down her face, she dashes it away angrily. "That's all in the past now" She sighs "This is supposed to be a new start, a new life; why can't I just forget all this."

[Lex-Kat]

{Training Room}

It's not meant as torture. She's weak and lazy. She needs to be stronger if she's going to be as god as you are.

Bianca takes out two bokken. Let's practice. She tosses one to Helen.

{Great Room}

Krysta floats up behind Runner and tries to touch him.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Still, she'll see it as her punishment. she says, catching the bokken.

Okay. Practice-time.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well, in that case, Runner decides to take a walk in the garden.

Runner gets poked. He turns around, then waves. Hello.

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

Hi. Krysta looks at Runner curiously. How are you so big?

{Training Room}

Well, if she quits, that'll be unfortunate. She has potential.

As soon as Helen catches the bokken, ready or not, Bianca charges in and swings.

If she gets inside of Helen's defenses, she'll pull the hit so that it hurts, but it won't break anything.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner shrugs a little. I was simply born that way. There are many of my species that are bigger than me. And some that are smaller.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Katrina's slowed down and really tired...but she's still running jogging slowly.

Helen, with the wooden sword, blocks Bianca for a while, but she slips up and gets hit. Ow!
She then swings back, hoping to catch Bianca back when she's unable to block just after the attack.

[Lex-Kat]

{Training Room}

Bianca slips just out of Helen's attack. Good. You almost had me that time.

She feints to the left, then if Helen falls for the feint, slips in and tries to hit Helen in the ribs. Take a break Katrina!! She yells as she attacks.

{Great Room}

No way!! Krysta says, fluttering face to face with Runner. My name is Krysta, by the way. My mother is Queen Lexington IV of Neirian.

Are there any female... um.. robots?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner nods. Yes. And you can call us Transformers.

Queen Lexington? Does she also go by the name Lex? Because if so, then I think I have met her before.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Ow! says Helen. She fell for the feint.
I'll get you next time.

Katrina hears this and takes a break, sitting down, and breathing really hard.
Luckily she didn't break her ankles from those high-heeled shoes.

[Lex-Kat]

{Training Room}

Bianca and Helen will continue to spar. Bianca doesn't take it easy on Helen, so that when she doesn finally tag her, and Helen will I'm sure of it, Helen will know that she's getting better.

After about five minutes, if Katrina doesn't get back up and continue her run, Bianca will yell to her again. Remove the shoes and continue barefoot.

{Great Room}

Yes. She occasionally goes by Lex.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

After Helen manages to tag Bianca, she says You're...really good.

Katrina, on the other hand, took her sweet time taking off her shoes...and slowly got back up before running again.
She's sweating a lot.

[KerfuffleMach2]

I have not seen her around here in a while. How is she?

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

She won't be coming back. She's taken over the throne, so she has a lot on her hands.

{Training Room}

Of course, dear. If I wasn't good, I couldn't train you properly. She steps out of her fighting stance and bows to Helen with respect.

You may either continue training, or shower and take a break. You've done well.

She then trots over toward Katrina. How many laps do you have left? She asks, running next to her.

[billtodamax]

Susan awakes in the detention wing, having dozed off. She looks around wildly and calls a drone to her when she notices her prisoner missing. She reviews the security tapes to see what happened.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Thanks. Helen bows back, and says I'm going to take a shower.
She goes towards the showers in the changing room, peels off her clothes, and turns on the water to hot.

Katrina stammers I-I-I don't remember. Lost track. Liar. She fully knows that she's done 6 1/2 laps.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ah. Understandable. All is going well, I hope?

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

Last I knew. Haven't bween home for a while.

that reminds me, I need to find Happyturtle. Do you know where she is?

{Training Room}

Well, I guess that means we need to start over, doesn't it?

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

No, no! She has a horrified look on her face. I uh..just remembered! I'm on my eighth lap!

Helen turns the shower to cold...and continues to wash herself off.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner shakes his head. I do not.

[billtodamax]

((Psst. I need to know what Susan sees when Bianca shadow walks with Katrina.))

[Je dit Viola]

((I don't know what it would look like...ask Lex-kat, she knows this stuff better than I do]}

[Lex-Kat]

{(Sorry. I was going to put it my last post, but forgot. :smalltongue:})

Susan will see Bianca step out of the shadows, and talk to Katrina.

After a moment, she places her hands on Katrina's head and talks some more, while walking back toward the shadows.

Then the two of them will just..... disappear.

{Great Room}

Okay. So, what do you eat? Oil?

{Training Room}

Well, I'll meet you halfway and say you've done only four. Does that sound fair? Bianca continues to run beside Katrina. She's been slowly running faster, trying to get Katrina to subconsciously keep up with her. Oh, five now. You're halfway done.

[KerfuffleMach2]

I don't eat anything. But, I do need to have a somewhat steady supply of something known as Energon. If I go too long without any, my systems will simply shut down until I am in contact with Energon again.

And deadtime.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Katrina groans...Yeah...I guess... she says.
She manages to keep up for a bit, because she can run faster, she just doesn't want to.
And then she gets even more tired really fast.

Meanwhile, Helen's done taking her shower and is getting dressed again.

[billtodamax]

She sighs and heads into the great room, looking for any sign of them. Listening and smelling, too.

[Lex-Kat]

{Great Room}

She won't find any trace except any wandering old odor from when she initially locked poor Katrina up.

Krysta waves hi to Susan as she searches.

{Training Room}

Bianca will run nalong with Katrina until she eithers finishes her last five laps, or truly passes out from exhaustion.

If she passes out, Bianca will take her to the infirmary.

If she doesn't: Good job. Now, go shower off. And I want you to be back down here tomorrow, with those heels on, ready to run more. And remember, lying to me doesn't help you.

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Katrina somehow manages to not pass out.

She drags herself into the shower room, with the heels.

As she passes Helen, Helen says Hey, how was it?

Helen's out of the dressing room now.

[Lex-Kat]

{Training Room}

When Helen stepes back out, Bianca is nowhere in sight.


((DEADTIME for the night.))

[Je dit Viola]

[Training Room]

Helen looks around for Bianca (Good Night!), doesn't see her, so she goes back up to her room...maybe finding the deadtimed Celiaire there.
She lies on her bed.

Katrina, on the other hand...I can't decide whether to teleport her away, or have her walk away...or have her stay there.

'Night!

[Neon Knight]

(Infirmary)

"Be careful Tobais sir. Don't let Quinn or Cat use the psychics on you sir."

Being surrounded on both sides by lovely ladies, hugging him and oozing deadtime, Butler does his best to hug back and smile warmly before slipping into unconsciousness and also getting covered in deadtime. It spreads...

Morning in the infirmary finds Misaki asleep, curled up in a chair next to Butler's bed.

___

The monkey wanders the base, an errant typist without a cause.

[Reinholdt]

Misaki may wake at the feeling of very gentle ear pets.
Then again, they are very gentle, so maybe not.

[Neon Knight]

She stirs ever so slightly, and her eyes peep open just the slightest, barely awake.

[Reinholdt]

Butler has reached over from his bed and smiling, is petting Misaki. Pets make for happier people both ways, don'tcha know?

But he stops as she begins to stir. He understands waking up is no fun sometimes.

[Neon Knight]

Misaki stretches slowly, rousing herself. "... good morning, Butler." She yawns.

[Reinholdt]

"Good morning ma'am. How are you doing ma'am?" :smallsmile:

[Neon Knight]

Misaki slips down from the chair to go to Butler's bedside. "I'm fine. Are you okay?"

[Reinholdt]

"Oh I'll be ok ma'am. Just pretty tired ma'am." And Quinn didn't bother with stitches or checking all those concussions he's got or anything before rushing off to try to pull the curtain. I want a second opinion.

"I just need time to re-cup... recoop.... rest ma'am."

[Neon Knight]

Misaki reaches up and gently tries to return the ear petting. "Okay. You rest, and I'll take care of you, okay?"

[Reinholdt]

Butler smiles and purrs happily at Misaki.
"You don't have to ma'am. I know you want to catch up with your other friends too ma'am. Just visit me once in a while and it'll be fine ma'am." :smallsmile:

[Neon Knight]

"But I want to take care of you. Butler, you take care of me and make sure I'm okay. I want to help you get better."

[Reinholdt]

:smallsmile: "Well I'm in no position to stop you ma'am. And I would love to have you take care of me ma'am. You're very good at it ma'am." Butler nods.

"Just make sure you visit others too ma'am. Maybe when I'm sleeping or something ma'am. Would that work for you ma'am?"

[Neon Knight]

"Okay." Misaki finished up the ear scratching. "Now, are you hungry? Should I fix you something to eat?"

[Reinholdt]

Gah! His job stolen by a little girl and a heaping helping of injuries. What is Butler going to do? :smalleek:

"I... uh... guess I could use some breakfast ma'am. Maybe some pancakes ma'am?"

[Neon Knight]

"Okay! One stack of pancakes, coming up!" Misaki dashes off to the kitchen.

[Reinholdt]

Butler rolls a bit in bed to scratch the base of Decker's horns and wait.
He hopes Misaki doesn't have to go back home too soon.

[Neon Knight]

After a little while, Misaki comes back with a stack of pancakes with whipped cream, cherries, blueberries and chocolate chips on top.

[Reinholdt]

"You're just out to make me sick aren't you ma'am?" :smalltongue:

Butler beams all the same, and works to neatly cute the pancake stack in two. He struggles a bit more than he usually would, but manages well enough. Then slides over half the stack to Misaki for her to share. "Thanks ma'am." :smallsmile:

[Neon Knight]

Misaki smiles happily at Butler and digs in as NK deadtimes.

[happyturtle]

"You're still hurt? Quinn isn't a very good doctor, is she?" :smallfrown: Decker says. "I'll be right back."


A few minutes later, she returns with a devil in tow, one who has experience in treating battlefield injuries, as well as treating undead. "I brought Dr Faust. He'll take care of you."

[Reinholdt]

Butler happily noms away on the pancakes with Misaki. Yum yum.

o.O
I love Dr. Faust.
But I wouldn't want him treating me. :smalleek:

"Really ma'am? Thank you ma'am. Thank you sir." He nods politely to Dr. Faustus and holds out his good arm to shake his hand. :smallsmile:

[happyturtle]

I've been naming characters alphabetically. Last one was Evan the steroid guy. So F... devil... how could it be anyone but Faust?

:smalleek: "You really shouldn't be out of bed, Sir," Dr Faust says, and begins fretfully treating Butler.

As Dr Faust's player just had acupuncture and is feeling lightheaded, she won't try and actually describe the treatment. Assume it's competently done and heals Butler to exactly the extent his player wants him healed. Er, unless he is feeling sadistic and wants him left less healthy. Dr Faust won't do that.

[Reinholdt]

But Butler is still in bed!
And needs to stay there all weekend so his player can go do that gaming convention.

"Of course sir. Thank you sir."

Admittedly, Faust would never have seen an undead quite like Butler. Especially since he's so similar to a normal catperson that one would probably never know he's undead if not for something like... lay on hands trying to kill him.

He even seems to have advanced natural healing, but Faust probably notes that something is deterring it, or preventing it from working as it should. Not sure what though.

[happyturtle]

"Something is hampering your natural healing. I'm not sure what though. You definitely need to stay in bed all weekend." Dr Faust says.

[Reinholdt]

"Oh ok sir."
Hmm...
That's going to be awfully boring.
Already Butler's attention is being lost. Crazy ADD catpeople.

[happyturtle]

Decker guesses this, so she pops off into another portal and returns with a handheld game of SimServant. He can build a little family of simulated servants and send them off to do their simulated tasks!

[happyturtle]

Oh, and the SimServants have many sparkly hats to choose from. *nodnod*

[Reinholdt]

Simulate things you'd rather do in real life? :smallconfused:
Butler dislikes this concept and thinks it's the silliest thing ever. Why pretend to vacuum when you can actually vacuum? :smallyuk:

>>
<<
Still... it's shiny... and there. And he only needed 15 more polishing points for Jeeves before he can upgrade to Acolyte Polisher...
Butler deadtimes playing SimServant.

[billtodamax]

Susan's in the great room, looking a little frustrated.

[Lord Magtok]

Mag quietly slinks out of his quarters and towards the bulletin board, intent on writing something and then leaving ASAP. Feel free to ruin his plans, though.

[Neon Knight]

At the bulletin board is... a monkey, with a typerwriter!

I have no idea how that might ruin Magtok's plans.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok continues on as if it wasn't there, and gets about halfway through what he was writing, before he stops to stare at the ape. There's an ape, at a typewriter, in GLoG.

...What?!

So...

Erm...so would you happen to be the nine hundred ninety nine million, nine hundred ninety nine thousand, nine hundred ninety nineth monkey? :smallconfused:

[Neon Knight]

The monkey nods. "Ook ook!"

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok returns back to his note, shaking his head.

Congratulations Mag, you're hallucinating monkeys now. As soon as this Cal thing is over and we get the MagSat up, I'm making you take a vacation.

[Neon Knight]

The monkey rapidly types something out and hands it to Magtok.

Huh. It's what he just said. Looks like the monkey can take diction down very, very fast.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok takes the note, reads it over, and facepalms.

No Mag, stop it. Stop paying attention to your hallucination, don't give it any fuel to assault your fragile psyche with. The monkey isn't real, the note, no matter how it feels between your fingers, is not real, and nobody other than you can see this screwy encounter.

He moves to pass the note back, and then pauses.

Or maybe I'm not that crazy yet. Monkey, if you're not a figment of my decaying mind, would you be so kind as to write the following?

Good people of the Good League of Good (Neutral, Evil, and the sexually uninhibited people of the Good League of Good need not read on), I, Magtok, need help. At last count, my list of enemies and potential enemies was the ISF, God of Machines, Cal, The League itself, Brendan, Ashna, Bushranger, Samantha Goswell, DC, Pierrot, Avatar, Thomas Mennifellow, Taverna rednecks, and Reinholdt. This, as I'm sure you can tell, is no way to go on living. I can't do this, not alone, not even with an army of robots by my side. I don't want to do this anymore, either.

Understand, I'm not asking for help with redemption. I...I've tried it before, by myself, and it didn't work out. In fact, I just went even darker and more vicious for an awful length of time, just to make up for that "loss". To be honest, I'm not sure what I specifically need help with, or how to fix this wretched mess of a person we call Magtok. Maybe I just need to be put down like Old Yeller. Maybe I need to be locked up somewhere where I can only hurt myself. Or possibly, I could just need a slap in the face and a harsh scolding to bring me back to reality. As I've said, I'm not entirely mentally well, I dunno.

Well...that's it, I suppose. This is my last plea for escape from this wretched prison of demons, Lovecraftian abominations, and heartless mad science. My last hope for refuge from myself. I doubt it'll get any attention, that I'm flailing about in vain...but it can't hurt to try, right?

Someone tell Butler to get better soon for me. I'd have done it myself, but I don't deserve to be in the presence of such a cheery face and blissful ignorance.

[Neon Knight]

The monkey dutifully types out the message in full, precisely, and perfectly.

[McBish]

Astrid is going around the base cleaning, one arm in a sling still. Someone might run into her.

[Neon Knight]

Someone like... a little catgirl?

A dashing Misaki accidentally bumps into Astrid. "Oh, sorry!"

[McBish]

Astrid turns around and smiles at the little catgirl. No problem, you seem to be in quite a rush. Do you need any help with anything? She asks.

For reference Astrid has long curly red hair, green eyes, stands about 5'2" and is currently wearing a dress that has a hint of a maid outfit in it.

[Neon Knight]

For reference Misaki is an 11 year old girl just under 4 feet tall, with short black hair of a silky texture, a cat tail and cat ears of the same color, brown eyes, and is wearing a small black dress with a neat white blouse. She takes the hem of her dress in hand and neatly curtsies to Astrid. "No, I'm fine, thank you."

[McBish]

Astrid curtsies back to the little girl. OK then, have a nice day.

Then she thinks of something and pauses, Do you know Butler? She says thinking of the ears and tails they have in common.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok thanks the ape with a banana, and then, if allowed to take the note, proceeds to post it up on the board.

Kay, thanks. But if all this turns out to just be my imagination, and no note gets posted, I'm going to wipe you away from my mind with drug abuse and hypnosis.

[Neon Knight]

"Sure do! Butler is my best friend!" Misaki smiles happily up at Astrid.

___

The monkey happily eats the banana. Yay! Banana! The note is posted.

[McBish]

I see, I had noticed your ears and tail. He is very nice, he got me my job here. Astrid smiles, thinking he is a very good friend to have.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok promptly skedaddles right back out of the League.

[Neon Knight]

"He is nice! He helped me get my ears and tail!" Misaki giggles and goes to brush her head against Astrid's hand like a cat looking for a scratch.

[McBish]

That action seems to take Astrid by surprise. She pauses for a second or two but starts to scratch between Misaki's ears. Well they look very nice on you.

[Neon Knight]

Misaki purrs happily. "Thank you. You're nice too!" Misaki bumps her head against Astrid's hand one more time before skipping off. "I have to go take care of Butler now. Thank you!"

((NK deadtime, unfortunately.))

[McBish]

Astrid waves goodbye to the little girl smiling at her enthusiasm before she goes about her business.

[Lex-Kat]

Krysta reads the note. Who's Magtok?

[Je dit Viola]

Well, anyway, Helen wakes up.
She takes a shower and gets dressed, then, after that, she walks out of her room towards the Great Hall, humming softly.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Helen might see a large jukebox in the Great Hall. On the top of the arch, there is a logo. A red, squarish face.

[Je dit Viola]

Yeah, she sees that.

Well...cool. she says.

Then she tries to turn it on/change the music.

[KerfuffleMach2]

It is turned on, and it plays music. Yay music.

Helen might remember seeing the logo before. Maybe. Once before. On a large robot.

[Je dit Viola]

Yay!

Oh! Yeah! Yeah! It finally hits her!
This is the robot she met earlier who changed into this!

Her eyes grow wide, but she just keeps on listenting to the music, humming along with it.

[KerfuffleMach2]

If she chooses to mess with the settings, she'll be able to find pretty much any song she can think of.

[Je dit Viola]

Yeah, she does that.

Then...Wow, this is so cool! she says, listening to the new song.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner's voice comes through the speakers over the song. Thank you.

[Je dit Viola]

She looks at the speakers.
You're welcome. she says.

But...how can you do that? Play pretty much whatever song?

[KerfuffleMach2]

I have a massive amount of songs stored in my databanks. Anytime I find a new one, I record it and save it. And since I have access to GLoG's computers, I have found many songs.

[Je dit Viola]

Wow, Helen says.

What if you run out of place to store the songs? What would happen then?

[KerfuffleMach2]

If that were to happen, I would either have to delete old ones, or stop recording. But, the odds of that happening are very small. The size of a Transformer's memory is beyond anything I have seen anywhere else yet.

[celtois]

Needs to play Alexis more to get used to her again.

Alexis finds herself still outside the door. Did I stay here all night? Just hovering in old memories, a new start, well it wouldn't hurt to spend a little time here, maybe make some new memories so I can forget the past. "Well here goes nothing." She knocks on the door.*Knock Knock Knock*

[Je dit Viola]

Oh, nice...
Hey! That's the door!
Helen walks towards the door to open it.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner stays in jukebox mode for now.

[celtois]

Assuming that trying means that she does, she opens the door to see Alexis dressed in black and red silk armor, with a long black and red sword belted to her waist. She has long Blond hair and bright green eyes. Uhhh, hi.

[Je dit Viola]

Assuming that I've been here too long and randomly type 'trying' to avoid godmoding...

Yeah.
Helen smiles at the Alexis, and says Hi!

What can I do for you? she asks.

[celtois]

"Well I'm not sure really, you see I'm already a member. Well I'm not actually all that sure why I'm here." Alexis looks around her. "I'm really not sure."

[Je dit Viola]

Well, why don't you come in? she asks.
It's probably a little chilly out there.

She still looks like succubus.

[KerfuffleMach2]

I forget. Has Alexis met Runner before? I think she has.

[celtois]

Likely, though she looks a fair bit different now, what with being a vampire and all.

One of them, wonderful I've had far to much trouble with her ilk in the past, but this is Glog, forgive and forget I guess. Just so long as she doesn't try anything on me. She better keep her distance. She steps in, "Thanks I guess."

[Je dit Viola]

Okay. Helen smiles.
So can I get you anything? A blanket, or a fruit, or something?

Silly her. Vampires dont' like fruit. Except for my Town vampire. But she's weird.

[celtois]

Alexis used to but yeah not anymore.

'Look thanks for the offers. But are you little loopy or something? What exactly am I going to do with either those?" She gives her a look that seems to ask if she's crazy. If she tries to touch me I will have to hurt her. Wouldn't that just be a tragedy. I should just get to my room, sleep then leave, I can already tell this was a bad idea.

[Je dit Viola]

Okay...I guess, if you don't want them... she says.

So...anything else? Or would you prefer to just have me leave? Helen asks.
She's really good at reading facial features. She can tell she's not really wanted.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Excuse me for interrupting, but you remind me of somebody I have met previously. Would you happen to know an Alexis?

The jukebox is talking to Alexis.

[Darkcomet]

DC suddenly appears in the great room. Whee, plot clones. "Been a while..." He heads over to the bulletin board and looks over it in silence.

Alexis may or may not remember him as that guy she got in a shouting match/moral debate with.

[celtois]

Likely, though her morals have certainly got a bunch more flexible now.

"Look, no offense but I've had some bad experiences with your .... kind and your presence reminds me of it." She turns to look at runner. "Yes I did know her. She's.....dead now." She notes DC's presence as her eyes flit away from runner trying to conceal the half lie. Hmm.. him maybe she'd speak with him later, after she felt like a fight. Something to get her frustration out, a good argument could really make her feel better about her failure to start fresh.

[KerfuffleMach2]

DC may recognize the jukebox sitting in the great hall.

I am sorry to hear that. But, allow me to introduce myself. I am Runner.

[Je dit Viola]

Helen looks at herself. Yeah. Wings, horns, tail, tall...yeah, probably scary.
So she shape-shifts down to her human-form, maybe that'll make this person feel better.

[celtois]

"Well hello ...Runner." She looks back towards Helen, "That's very; accommodating of you miss... it would be awfully rude for me to just call you demon so do you have a name perhaps?" This was certainly a bad idea, now just to get some sleep and get back out of here, back to the taverna, maybe find a bit of work leave this place to get it done.

[Je dit Viola]

Yes, of course. Helen smiles. My name's Helykaan...or Helen, if you prefer. I personally like Helen better.

[Darkcomet]

DC, over by the bulletin board, sighs quietly to himself. "Sad that I'm stuck in with the lich and the ISF now." He glances at the jukebox. Huh. "...Why are you a jukebox?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

Because I felt like it. Do you have a problem with that? He has a slightly sarcastic tone in his voice. As if he were attempting to mess with DC.

[Darkcomet]

DC rolls his eyes. "Seems someone got a sense of humor while I was away."

[KerfuffleMach2]

What can I say? Guess the general public here has kind of rubbed off on me, so to speak.

[celtois]

"Okay... Helen." Alexis just leaves it hanging there allowing a awkward silence to rest in between them. I hope she just decides this is too awkward and leaves. Then I can go, catch a few winks of sleep before making my escape.

[Darkcomet]

What can I say? Guess the general public here has kind of rubbed off on me, so to speak.

DC shrugs. "Well, at least there doesn't seem to be any bitterness over my sudden departure. I half-expected the place to fall apart after I left..."

[Je dit Viola]

And...I didn't catch your name. What was it? she asks to end the silence, not leaving yet.

[KerfuffleMach2]

In all honesty, I was gone for a while myself. So, I did not notice.

[celtois]

"Um... Alice, it's Alice." She diverts her eyes and looks at runner. Trying to avoid eye contact to hide the this time blatant lie. Ahh great Alice, I'm going to have to go around being called Alice whenever I show up here, this stupid succubus looks like a horrid gossip too. Soon I won't be able to escape that stupid name. Who would want to be called alice?

[Darkcomet]

DC frowns. "Ah. Well... Part of me thinks no one noticed, considering how long the fact that there was a new election went practically ignored..." That still irks him, from the sound of it.

[Je dit Viola]

That's a nice name, Alice. Helen says.

...So...why haven't I seen you here before...wait, you did say you were already a member, right?

[KerfuffleMach2]

As Runner is still a jukebox, he has no visible eyes. But, he does hear the name.

I must have missed a lot. I know nothing of this election.

[celtois]

"Thanks.. I guess. It's what my parents called me." Well if my parents where two different sides of my brain and that name was their unloved child. She looks back over to Helen. "Yeah, I don't recognize you either, you must be new."

[Darkcomet]

As Runner is still a jukebox, he has no visible eyes. But, he does hear the name.

I must have missed a lot. I know nothing of this election.

"To summarize, Czernov killed himself, temporarily forcing me into the presidential position. I quickly declared a new election to fill our vacant positions and resigned. It went almost completely ignored for a long time." DC scowls.

[Je dit Viola]

Yes, I'm pretty new, Helen says, and...I'm getting trained to swordfight by Bianca, she says.
Maybe AlexisAlice knows the name, so she doesn't go further in on details..

[celtois]

She does, but doesn't even seem to care. "That's nice I guess. I think I may go catch a bit of shut eye. Try and sleep." In other words leave me alone you crazy whore. I didn't really want to talk to you in the first place.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well that's not good. I assume that somebody was eventually chosen for the position?

[Je dit Viola]

Oh, goodnight! she says.
I'm just going to go swimming. See ya later!

I'm glad Helen didn't try to read the mind of her.

Helen walks towards the pool.

[celtois]

Probably a good thing, Alexis wasn't all that fond of mind readers either. As well her mind is overall just screwed up from all the crap she's been through.

Alexis walks off towards the kitchen to get something strong to drink. Maybe they have some stuff here, she never bothered to look before.

[Darkcomet]

Well that's not good. I assume that somebody was eventually chosen for the position?

DC nods. "Eventually being the key word."

[KerfuffleMach2]

So, who was chosen then?

[Je dit Viola]

[Pool]

Helen's swimming, and humming, and swimming.

[Darkcomet]

DC raises an eyebrow. "Wouldn't you know this from the GLoG database?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

In all honesty, I have not accessed it in some time.

Yay IC excuse for OOC lazyness!

And deadtime.

[celtois]

Alexis head to her room to sleep. Wow last time I was here... I.. well me and Dani... No just forget about it. Sleep I need to sleep. and sleep she does though it's hardly what one would call fitful.

and I deadtime ...here.

[billtodamax]

Susan's in the great room.
"Hello, DC." She says, smiling and wheeling over to him."

[Je dit Viola]

[The Swimming Pool]

Well, I guess that Helen is still swimming.
Since I never said she stopped.


...Katrina is asleep in the Training Room still...

[The Bushranger]

((*hums "Alice's Restaurant"*))

[Training Room]

Alex is here, practicing with his whip.

[SeptAngel]

Alexis walks in there looking for him. But she stops and watches him curiously. She'd never really seen him use it before.

[The Bushranger]

He hasn't had too much need to use it before. :smallwink:
...and Alex looks a tad rusty, but is still making the punching bags dance as the whip cracks, then cracks again. And again!

[SeptAngel]

She gives off a whistle from her spot behind him.

[The Bushranger]

One final crack, then Alex turns to Alexis with a grin, coliling the whip, and bows. "I really should have brought along my great-grandfather's fedora.."

[SeptAngel]

I'm sure it looks great on you. She walks up and kisses him.

[The Bushranger]

Alex returns the kiss happily, hugging Alexis* tight for a minute before stepping back with a happy smile. "It looks better on him, I'll admit. I'm a little skinny to pull off the trenchcoat-and-fedora look."

* - not the Alexis now known as Alice. :smalltongue:

[SeptAngel]

She giggles and nods. Still bet the fedora looks great with your hair. She runs her fingers through it smiling.

[The Bushranger]

He chuckles as he reaches up to grab her hand playfully. "I'll take your word for it, love." Smiling back, Alex offers her the whip. "You want to take a try with it?"

[SeptAngel]

I've never used one before. She delicately takes it.

[The Bushranger]

"It takes some practice, but it's really cool. And useful, too." Alex goes to move behind Alexis, reaching around to demonstrate how to go through the motions. "You can disarm an opponent, for instance."

Of course, with her super-strength, she'll probably break the whip. :smalltongue:

[SeptAngel]

Heh maybe.

She follows the motions with him very carefully. Okay, step back and let me try... She wants him far away before she tries anything.

[The Bushranger]

Needless to say, Alex goes to stand waaaaaay over there. :smalltongue:

"Don't worry about the punching bags, they're replacable," he quips.

[Neon Knight]

Typewriter noises fill the training room suddenly.

[SeptAngel]

She sends it quickly towards the punching bag, completely destroying it. The whip does break and snaps back right across her neck and face. From Alex's angle he can't tell how hurt she is.

[horngeek]

Abigail looks in to the Training Room.

Have you seen Misaki?

[The Bushranger]

Alex waves at Abigail. "No, actually - I thought she..."

*CRACK-SNAP!!*

"Alexis!"
And in what seems like one lunge, Alex is across the training room and at her side! "Oh, no!"

Needless to say, with this sort of distraction, the typewriter noises, alas, go unnoticed...

[SeptAngel]

She shakes her head, the mark disappearing from her face. What? I'm fine. She is indeed fine, smiling even. Guess I shouldn't do that as hard, huh?

[The Bushranger]

Alex gapes for a minute, then nods, managing to pick his jaw up off the floor. "Er...yes. That might be a good idea." And he goes to hug her tightly!

It's at this point he hears the typing sound, and tilts his head bewilderly. "..do you hear that?"

[SeptAngel]

She hugs him back, giggling. I can't hear much. My ears are ringing from that crack. What do you hear?

[Neon Knight]

A monkey is using a typewriter to beat up a dummy in the Training Room.

[The Bushranger]

"Sounds like a typewriter." Alex looks around curiously.

[SeptAngel]

Alexis sees the monkey and points. Aww, he's cute! Seems to have anger issues though.

[horngeek]

You thought Misaki what?

Confused Abigail is confused. :smalltongue:

[Neon Knight]

Actually, this particular primate happens to be a lady monkey. And she approaches the art of typewriter-fu in a very Zen fashion.

[horngeek]

Abigail looks at the monkey.

Has anyone seen Misaki?

[The Bushranger]

Alex watches the typewriter monkey with raised eyebrows.

"Oooo-kay. Now, that's something you don't see every day..."

He looks around at Abigail confusedly. "I thought she left awhile back. Did she come back?"

((Deadtime next post, alas))

[SeptAngel]

Not sure when we started accepting animals as members. She shrugs, having not seen the girl in a while.

[horngeek]

Yeah, she did!

And she's organising a wedding.

[The Bushranger]

Alex slips an arm around Alexis' shoulders and squeezes them. "That's great, I'll keep an eye out for her. Who's wedding?"

...theirs? :smalltongue:


He'll listen to Abigail's reply before deadtiming.

Alexis can lead him away instead of the ooze if she wants. :smalltongue:

[horngeek]

Well, my dad and a girl he likes, Val.

Not sure where she is...

[SeptAngel]

Alex's deadtime ooze grabs her as well.

[Je dit Viola]

Helen's finally done swimming, so she gets out of the pool and dries off, then walks towards the Kitchen again.

[Neon Knight]

((Guess I'll deadtime for the night as well.))

[Neon Knight]

The typewriter monkey is up and about.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn heads for the Infirmary, to check on Butler, and/or find Misaki.

[Neon Knight]

Misaki isn't in the base.

[The Bushranger]

And so Quinn reaches out with her mind as she waits for somebody to undeadtime in the Infirmary.

...if Butler's still even there. BR hasn't been reading the thread while he's been sick.

~Misaki? You there, sweetie?~

[Neon Knight]

Butler is still there.

~Oh, hi, Quinn.~

[AmberVael]

There's a big thump from outside of GLoG, as if someone had knocked on the door. Hard. And just once.

Investigation will reveal that someone pasted a large notice next to the door- apparently it is a demand for ransom, as someone named Genesis has kidnapped a person from the Taverna. While said person doesn't appear to be an extraordinarily important person, the notice goes on to say that Genesis will sacrifice her to summon horrible things if no one pays the ransom soon.
Yay.

[The Bushranger]

In that case Quinn ponders using 'Inflict' spells in their they-heal-negative-energy-critters role when he undeadtimes.

~What's wrong, sweetie? Where are you? Are you OK?~


A drone goes to retrieve the note and post it on the bulletin board.

[McBish]

Astrid walks through the halls cleaning up a bit here and there. Her mind seems to be wandering a bit though.

[Neon Knight]

~Oh, I'm in the city. Quinn, I need some money. I'm planning a wedding for Daisuke and Val so Abigail can have a mommy.~

[The Bushranger]

~Really? That's sweet of you! Do they know about this?~ Quinn asks - discreetly. ~I could help, maybe, if you want...~

[Neon Knight]

~Nope! It's a surprise!~

[The Bushranger]

Quinn chuckles. ~Welll...if you're sure they're ready for it...~
She makes a mental note to discuss things with the parties in question at the first opportunity. :smalltongue:
~I'm...glad you're back, sweetie. Does your mom know you're here?~

[Neon Knight]

~No, she doesn't. I got kidnapped by monkeys, but Butler and Decker saved me.~

[The Bushranger]

~Oh my!~ Quinn sounds genuinely shocked. ~Well, when you get back here I'll have some chocolate cake for you, we can talk about wedding plans, and figure out how to let her know you're OK, OK?~

BR, alas, must now depart.

[Neon Knight]

~Okay. I'll be back soon!~

[Darkcomet]

The plot-cloned DC is in the lab working on something. Or... six identical somethings? Huh.

Not that it's likely anyone left here is going to be in the lab, all things considered, but I do have to bother posting to make the things so I won't be accused of pulling stuff out of a hat.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner undeadtimes in the great room. He transforms out of the jukebox mode so he can stretch his limbs, so to speak.

[Reinholdt]

Butler undeadtimes in the infirmary feeling much better. Hooray for Doctor Faust I suppose. Creepy demon guy thing that he is.

[McBish]

Astrid finds a book to reads and sits outside in the garden reading slowly as she sits watching.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner goes for a walk in the garden. Astrid may or may not notice him.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn's still in the Infirmary, working on...stuff. *nodnod*

[McBish]

Will Astrid notice the giant robot walking through the garden. Yep. She stares a bit losing her place in her book. She hasn't meet Runner yet.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner sees her staring. After a search of his memory that takes a fraction of a second, he determines that he has not introduced himself to her yet. So, he decides this would be a good time for such action.

Hello. My name is Runner. He has a cheerful tone.

[McBish]

Astrid shakes her head a bit and stands up trying her best not to look rude. Hello Runner, I'm Astrid, it's a pleasure to meet you.

[Reinholdt]

[Infirmary]

Butler hops out of bed, glancing at Quinn. Hmm...
"Hello ma'am. How are you ma'am? Can I get anything for you ma'am?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

The pleasure is mine. Isn't he polite. I take it you are not used to seeing something like me?

[McBish]

Um, no... well not really. I have seen some robots, but they were small things not humanoid or talkative. Are you a member here?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner nods. Yes, I am. And, in all honesty, I would be classified as a member of an alien race before a robot.

[McBish]

Oh I see. No offense intended. It makes me a bit relived, the robots I have known aren't very friendly.

Just to let you know I have been hired to work here as a maid and a cook. If you ever need any assistance with anything I'd be happy to help you.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ah. Well, some of my kind can be unfriendly as well.

And I would like to return that offer to you as well. If you ever need help, just let me know.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

Quinn spins around at Hearing Butler. "Oh! I'm fine, Butler, thank you. I...I'm sorry about hurting you before. I didn't know it would do that. Now that I do I think I know how to fix you next time..."

[McBish]

Astrid gives a small bow and a smile. Thank you very much, I will make sure to remember that.

So where is your race from?

[Je dit Viola]

Helen gets out of bed (finally) and takes a shower in her room.

Then, she picks up her swords and dagger so she can practice some more..

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"Don't worry about it ma'am. I didn't know it would do that too ma'am."

Butler tilts his head, realizing something. "Actually I have no idea what it is you tried to do ma'am. Just that it hurt ma'am." :smallconfused:

He seems really bad at holding a grudge.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

Of course; he's Butler! Butler the Sunny. :smallsmile:

"Well, it's called Laying On Hands. It's something I can do as a paladin that heals people. Except you seemed to have a bad reaction to it. However that means that it's likely an Inflict Wounds spell would actually heal you, instead."

[KerfuffleMach2]

A planet called Cybertron. Our race is called Transformers.

[McBish]

I see. Is your kind common around here? I haven't meet one before.

[Je dit Viola]

Helen, ready to leave her room, leaves her room, and heads downstairs to train some more.

[training room]

Helen's practicing Dagger-tail-holding, and fighting with it.

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

...
Butler appears to be processing.
...
Processing.
...
...
...
Processing.
...

"Inflicting... wounds... causes... me... to heal... ma'am?" He says it very slowly, emphasizing each word.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner shakes his head. As far as I know, I am the only one here.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

...he didn't even say ma'am! :smalleek:

"Wound-inflicting magic," Quinn hastily adds, lest Butler go off and start trying to hurt himself to heal.

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

He did too. I have no idea what you're talking about.
>>

Butler processes.
...
...
...
Processing.
...
...
Processing.
...
...
...
"Inflicting... wounds... with... magic... causes... me... to heal... ma'am?"

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

"...sort of. But only when I do it."
Quinn decides not to explain further lest Butler's processors overclock.

[McBish]

Ah that explains why I haven't seen any. That must get a bit lonely sometimes though.

[KerfuffleMach2]

At times, yes. But, that is why I am glad to have friends here.

[McBish]

Well it is nice to find a place filled with such friendly people.

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

I think they're well on the way to melting down entirely. And Butler gives Quinn the queerest look too.

"Umm... alright ma'am. I'll just take your word for it ma'am." Because he sure isn't going to understand it anytime soon.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner nods in agreement. So, what brought you to GLoG?

[McBish]

I was injured, and a friend brought me here for healing. I had just ended my last job and needed a place to stay, so I found work here through Butler.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Do you mind if I ask how you were injured?

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

Quinn nods. "Well, then, are you feeling completely OK now?"

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"For the most part ma'am." Butler moves his arms and legs a bit to make sure. It'll probably be some time before that arm is as strong as it once was. And who knows what sort of brain damage was inflicted with all those head blows he took? Not that it'd ever be noticeable...

"Is Misaki still around ma'am?"

[McBish]

Well I was traveling with my old boss when we were attacked. I was the only one to survive, and just barely at that. She frowns at the memory.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

"She is, but she's out right now looking for stuff planning a wedding." Quinn smiles. "I think Val and Daisuke are in for a surprise when she gets back."

[KerfuffleMach2]

I am sorry. I have felt similar losses before.

[McBish]

It was no great loss, just not a very pleasant experience. Though I am sorry to hear that you have suffered losses like that.

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"I see ma'am." Then he could do that thing after all.

"Val ma'am? Who's that ma'am?" :smallconfused:
He knows Daisuke. Kinda. Barely.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Right now, my race is going through a civil war. One that has been going on for centuries.

[McBish]

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. She frowns any war that lasts for centuries is definitely not a good thing.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

"Oh, you haven't met her? She's fairly new." Quinn smiles. "Daisuke's kinda sweet on her. Seems Misaki and Abigail have decided to speed things up there."

[KerfuffleMach2]

But, enough of the bad things. What do you do normally? Before you came here, I mean.

[McBish]

I was a personal servant for my old master. I worked for him. Yep that pretty much sums up her life before coming here, except for her early years in training.

[KerfuffleMach2]

What did your master do?

[McBish]

He was a business man. He did a lot in sales and acquisitions. Nothing very interesting to tell the truth. She shrugs.

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"Daisuke cooks for her and Misaki and Abigail are helping ma'am?" :smallconfused:

Why how dare they! That's Astrid and/or Butler's job!

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

"Er, no. What I meant was he loves her," Quinn explains, realising she really should learn Butlerese. :smalltongue:

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ah. So, any plans now?

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"Oh I see ma'am." :smallsmile:

"So is Tobias alright ma'am?"
Eep! Butler remembers something! "You haven't psychiced him again, have you ma'am?" :smalleek:

[McBish]

Astrid shakes her head. No not really. The job here is nice, so I will probably stay here for awhile. Don't really have any where else to go.

[The Bushranger]

(Infirmary)

"He's fine. And no, no I haven't."
Quinn's expression takes on a...dreamy look as she talks about Tobias.
"Why would I?"

...the deadtime ooze will get her after she hears Butler's reply.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well, this is a good place to stay, I guess. But, I mean, is there anything you want to do?

[Reinholdt]

(Infirmary)

"But... Cat said you psychiced him ma'am. And then she psychiced him ma'am. I had to give him the anti-psychics ma'am." Nod nod.

[McBish]

Astrid shrugs. I don't know, I never gave it much thought before. She frowns at this, what does she want to do.