Troo: Lovely day, quite warm. A little overcast, but what can you do, eh?

Samantha Jacobs: She moves down the street swiftly, wearing her coat despite the heat. Though she does appear to have a t-shirt on underneath.

Matt Savage: If anthropomorphic personifications exist, then here comes fit. At 5’10” in height this guy weighs in at around 160 pounds, but not a single one of them is fat. Every single piece of exposed skin covers hard chiselled muscles, no love handles to be seen. Still while on some this could come over as intimidating on this man it’s somewhat offset by a easy smile that seems permanently glued to his face, and a pair of expressive eyes that show that while the exterior may be hard the inside is anything but. His skin is presumably white underneath the heavy tan, his hair a dull sandy blonde. All of his movements hold explosive power, he doesn’t so much walk as take a short sharp series of bounces, almost as if his body was screaming out to move.Over his shoulder is a well padded laptop bag that swings loosely by his side as he bobs along.

Johnny Shotgun: He exits the subway and starts walking, gearbag slung over his shoulder, backpack on his back

Arlett: *well peering out form alley, looking both ways before slinking out*

Matt Savage: *Bounces lightly down the street, bobbing his head in time with the music from the earbud he wears connected to something inside his clothes*

Abbey Randelle: *and now tidus had gone to lunch.. the girl exhaled softly, lips pursing. thin satin coat smoothed, case adjusted as she makes her way back from his building. the day was less than entirely pleasant so far*

Michelle Morgan: She walks along, beside Samantha. No coat, just her political T-Shirt; today, it's "Any man who can render himself unconscious with a pretzel, isn't smart enough to lead the Free World" and her flowing skirt. She's in a pretty jovial mood.

Arlett: *stilfes a yawn looking around as she makes it down the street^*

Samantha Jacobs: "Where do you find those shirts anyway?" She says absently.

Samantha Jacobs: 9,8,8,1,9,6,2,

Arlett: 7,4,9,8,

Samantha Jacobs: Sam's eyes shift between people easily, noticing Abbey, Arlett, and Johnny quickly.

Abbey Randelle: (any requirers of a dd.. you know the pingy drill)

Abbey Randelle: 6,6,2,8,

Arlett: ((to see if she sees people =) ))*she keeps peering,w alking, blinking with a tiny smile and going from seeing all to the Johny, cause she hasn't seen him in ages* Johnny!

Arlett: *though waves to Sam and Michelle*

Abbey Randelle: 6,2,

Matt Savage: Raaaaaaaadio *Hops along, then pauses to help a woman pick up a dropped bag for a moment before he stops and looks around curiously smiling merrily*

Abbey Randelle: *a slight inclination of her head to everyone she knows.. though arlett is ignored entirely. a slight purse of lips, she slips towards michelle*

Samantha Jacobs: "Ohh." She says with a faint nod to Michelle, and then one to Arlett as she ways.

Arlett: *She is a young girl, early teens, she pretty much looks like those European dolls, with her flecked face, and bright expressive green eyes, feature framed by dark golden hair, falling strait pass her shoulders, she is wearing, jeans, with a short shirt or blouse generally showing her naval, and sometimes a old coat, that seems somewhat big for her, or a jacket* (Arcane 2) http://www.wodnyc.net/modules.php?name=coppermine&file=displayimage&meta=topn&cat=0&pos=0 ((for Matt who ain't knows us I thinks))

Johnny Shotgun: 3,6,4,3,1,

Michelle Morgan: She follows Sam's gave to Arlett, and smiles her way.

Johnny Shotgun: He makes his way along the street, doing odd detours, until he reaches an impasse, totally unsure of how to cross the street.

Arlett: *smiles some the tow woman way, not including Abbey and goes on to Johnny still*

Johnny Shotgun: Arlett's shout to him lost in the bustle of pedestrians.

Arlett: *looking both ways to cross street to go safe Johnny... well just to greet him actually, calling again* johnny! *well she knows he gets distracted with all he sees*

Michelle Morgan: 1,4,5,6,

Matt Savage: *Wriggles his jaw for a moment as he thinks, then shrugs and moves down the street a little ways towards the nearest coffe house*

Michelle Morgan: She seems to be paying atttntion to Sam and Arlett, and thus does not notice Abbey's approach.

Samantha Jacobs: She tucks hands onto her pockets, and then pulls them out again as she realizes its too warm for that. A pause to glance at her stitches, and then she looks back to Michelle, before looking to Abbey.

Abbey Randelle: Miss Morgan *its murmered once she's close enough* A pleasant coincidence.

Abbey Randelle: Miss Sam. *subtle inclination of the head*

Troo: ((All roll awareness, diff 6))

Arlett: *she'll pout a bit and go to wait fro the right moment to cross the street*

Arlett: 2,6,5,2,

Michelle Morgan: She glances at Abbey suddenly, and smiles a little. "Hey, Abbey. How are you?"

Samantha Jacobs: She nods back to Abbey.

Troo: 1 succ: By the pricking of my thumbs, etc. 2 succ: It comes from Macy's, that nearby department store. 3 succ: It's on the third floor of Saks. 4 or more, PM me.

Abbey Randelle: 5,6,3,

Tansy: She heads down the street. Hummingb to her self.

Matt Savage: 7,6,2,

Michelle Morgan -> Troo: ((That would be me, ST! 4 Succ!))

Abbey Randelle: Quite well, And - *she stops. lips pursing as she glances around*

Troo: ((Saks? I meant Macy's. Silly Troo))

Johnny Shotgun: 9,3,3,8,3,

Troo -> Michelle Morgan: It feels like metal, tastes like blue.

Tansy: 4,10,5,7,

Samantha Jacobs: She blinks as Abbey stops talking.

Matt Savage: *Pauses for a moment and glances towards the tingly building. Then he grins and shrugs a touch as he diverts to bounce towards that instead, taking a moment to weave through traffic*

Johnny Shotgun: He turns toward Macy's frowning

Arlett: *she blinks, about to cross stops, looking around, pouting cause there are many she knows it could have come from, so crosses rapidly to Johnny's side, touching his hand*

Abbey Randelle: *pale lips tug downwards sligtly. her eyes flick to michelle*

Tansy: She slows down a bit as she moves her eyes to look in the direction of Macy's. "hummm..."

Troo: ((Per+alert, diff 7. 3 succ or more, PM me))

Samantha Jacobs: She raises an eyebrow. "Sure but... why?" Shifting to start heading in that direction.

Arlett: 8,10,7,5,

Samantha Jacobs: 8,5,5,2,1,1,8,

Matt Savage: 7,3,10,9,

Abbey Randelle: 5,9,2,5,

Tansy: 1,4,9,3,1,

Michelle Morgan: 1,5,6,10,

Johnny Shotgun: 5,4,2,3,4,

Abbey Randelle: I suppose that would be prudent. *she smooths her coat, glancing towards the building with that muted frown still on her face.. no.. she'd rather not get involved actually. here's hoping its irelevant.. mr. kennedy fixing a papercut *

Matt Savage: Ahhhh shit *The light bounce turns into a jog as he reaches into his laptop bag and fishes out his cellphone quickly, tapping the magic 911 as he moves*

Johnny Shotgun: He jumps a bit as Arlett touches him, squinting at her, like he can't see her. "Who's that?"

Troo: There's a crash from above, and a window on the 3rd floor of the store is shattered, glass raining down on the sidewalk below.

Arlett: ((=P)) *and her eyes widens, she'll hurry to Macy's just saying it a low voice once she actualy reaches pass Johnny* gunshots ..*and on there, running though peering in before entering*

Michelle Morgan: "'cause something's going down there," she says quietly to Sam. "Something metallic."

Troo: Perhaps unbelieveably, Matt's cellphone won't connect.

Arlett: *or was running when glass goes shattered down and gets the heck out of the way IF she was near enough*

Tansy: She was so into her own thoughts that she walk straight into a light post.

Matt Savage: *Glances to the phone* Scruttox.... scruttox and fucksocks *He frowns as he tilts his head back to look up at the broken window* Well now, this is a bit of a pickle.

Samantha Jacobs: She glances up sharply to the shattered glass with a muttered fuck. "Then let's move." She moves with Michelle and Abbey towards Macy's.

Michelle Morgan: She looks up at the falling glass, and down to the people underneath it, hoping to the Gods no one is hurt. "Fuck. Let's book it."

Troo: Something comes flying out of the shattered window, hitting more glass on its way out. It yowls in pain, leaving a stark trail of blood in the sky, like the tail of a comet.

Johnny Shotgun: "I can't see nothing, chica."

Arlett: ((GHA!!!))*running over*

Matt Savage: What the fuck is going on? *He asks the world in general, then turns to track the flying object seeing where it's going to come down*

Arlett: *wait, when hear sJohnny halts, and looks up to Johnny* what? *frowning and taking his hand* something shattered, something falilng screaing, come *leading him instead of running*

Abbey Randelle: *she's on her way with a nod, gliding up the sidewalk towards the building, keeping easy pace with sam and Michelle.. a glance up as something else comes out of the window* .. For love of fate.. *a purse of her lips.. *

Samantha Jacobs: "Holy shit." Keeping an eye on that object as she starts to jog.

Tansy: She shakes herself and smiles at the people stairing at her. She slids off towards Macy's.

Johnny Shotgun: He looks toward the broken glass sounds and the yowl, blinking, trying to seperate out the different layers into soemthing comprehensible.

Troo: The thing (the rapidly approaching, falling thing, that is) seems the size of a large tiger, but it has six legs, and patches of fur are torn away to reveal the occasional glint of metal.

Johnny Shotgun: 8,3,6,4,9,

Samantha Jacobs: "What the FUCK is that?" A hand reaching inside her coat for her gun.

Matt Savage: *Just stares, somewhat throw awry by the odd things kicking off around him. Limply he reaches up and pull the bud from his ear tucking it away*

Michelle Morgan: She keeps pace with Sam, moving quickly, blinking at the six-legged tiger-bot. "God, I hate Sundays."

Reyna Varinia Reiruno: She reaches out and grabs Okami, pullinf her along with. The more, the merrier.

Tansy: She looks back towards Macy's

Tansy: 5,2,7,8,7,

Arlett: shit! Tigerish metal thing Johnny incoming *too reaching for that gunny she's got, though with one hand leading Johhny, and well...alert,.. what the heck is that*

Abbey Randelle: *now what was that .. she picks up the pace with a nod to Michelle*

Troo: It hits the sidewalk with a huge THUMP, cracking the paving.

Samantha Jacobs: She approaches cautiously, gun pointed towards the ground.

Johnny Shotgun: Now he sees what's flying out the window. But he's stil not sure whether he's seeing what's really there or...a spirit.

Matt Savage: *Blinks for a moment, then looks around at the crowds nearby. Then his eyes trail back to the tiger thing as he starts moving a little closer* Yo, cat dude.

Abbey Randelle: *she slings the case of her shoulder as she moves, veering away from sam and mich as she undoes the zipper.. it was metal.. what was a sword going to do? oh well. comfort 1st..*

Tansy: "Holy...Oh my." She shivers but continues to head towards Macy's picking up the pace.

Arlett: *Frowns, well really? getting to move in front of Johnny cause if he can't see.... taking gun in one hand takes scanner in the other, right now, trying to see what that thing is, cause if it attacks ... it would be good if bulltes will hit* ((life scan and matter on thingy tiger like))

Johnny Shotgun: "You see it too?" He's surprised.

Arlett: 2,3,

Troo: 8,2,8,

Troo: It lays on the sidewalk, twitching, chuffing in agony.

Michelle Morgan: She's right at Sam's side, having reached in her purse for her own gun, pulling it out and keeping it at the ready.

Troo: Someone leans out of that 3rd floor window, peering down.

Arlett: yes *to Johnny, frowning at her scanner*

Samantha Jacobs: She takes her eyes off the tiger thing to look up at whomever is leaning out.

Michelle Morgan: "Wait a minute...something fucked this thing up..." She looks upward, toward the broken window, and then to Sam. "There's something still up there."

Arlett: *Looks up, just to make the face of whom ever peered, slowly moving* its hurt... dunnot if it is...safe

Matt Savage: *Frowns slightly* Well that ain't good *He bounces forward to the animal and crouches, keeping at arms length as he peers at it* Some kinda animatronic display thing?

Troo: He ducks back inside.

Arlett: *frowns and tries scan on creature again*

Arlett: 7,7,

Johnny Shotgun: ((where is the tiger-thing in relation to Johnny and Arlett? How far away?))

Samantha Jacobs: "Then I go up." She grunts, tucking her gun away and striding into the building quickly.

Troo: 8,4,3,

Abbey Randelle: *the epee drawn out as she slows, case tucked in a purse, folded neatly as she regards the creature, glancing up to the window it fell from, then back at it* We are to be avoiding electronics 8she murmers quietly*

Michelle Morgan: She doesn't even think about it. "Going up!" She dashes in the front door of the store, gun going back into her purse. One does not run into Macy's with a gun visible...just ain't right.

Troo: ((I believe Arlett's gone over to it, J))

Samantha Jacobs: "Dammit, Michelle!" She mutters under her breath, breaking out into a jog to keep up with the other woman.

Arlett: *blinks, frowning, speaking to johnhy* it can undo what we doo Johnny...*and starts moving over slowly* uh... ya smart?

Tansy: She moves up to Michelle and Sam. "What in the world is that thing?"

Arlett: ((Arlett guided johnnay close, but she dind't drag him blind near the thing!))

Matt Savage: *Glances up to Arlett* Well I ain't exactly a rocket scientist but... yeh know? *He shrugs, then looks back to the cat thing*

Arlett: 88not Matt, tiger thing! )) *blinking, eyeing the man, holding a girn* not ya *eyeing the thingy*

Tansy: "Where in the world." She looks from Abbey to tghe dynamic duo running inside. She looks from the animal to the windows up above.

Michelle Morgan: She heads for the escalator and starts moving up it, stepping to move her along faster as the thing pulls her up.

Troo: The tigery thing is breathing shallowly, eyes glazed.

Abbey Randelle: *she remains examining the..animal..thing.. another glance to the window. damnit. yes just run into the building. ..she strides towards the entrance.. should mich and sam require assistance.. the blade is slowly recased*

Matt Savage: *He grins back to the girl and nods* Yeah I know what ya mean, it ain't spoken yet *He shrugs, then looks to the tiger before reaching out and poking it gently*

Samantha Jacobs: Sam moves after Michelle, eyes darting around, trying to be as aware as possible.

Johnny Shotgun: He blinks at the tiger thing, and reaches into his pocket, withdrawing some tobacco and offering it to all the directions as he chants.

Abbey Randelle: *abbey brings up the rear, white creature unhurried*

Arlett: *bites her lips and finish aproaching, going slightly croucy near it, ready to get the hell out if it tries to bite or claw* I think we needs a vet...*well... firstly will try to touch it, light with a * gonna help ya, ok?

Troo: Alas as the ladies are hurrying up the escalators, a small team of people are emerging from the elevator as it reaches the ground floor. They disperse among the shoppers.

Samantha Jacobs: 4,5,4,4,8,5,3,

Michelle Morgan: 9,10,7,1,

Samantha Jacobs: ((*dies*)) Sam just seems some people, she's more focused on Michelle dashing infront of her.

Matt Savage: *Frowns thoughtfully, then knee walks a little closer to check the thing over, looking at the metal parts* Phones are out *He comments as he leans in the examine it*

Abbey Randelle: * if this turns into an all day save the world ordeal.... she stews quietly, following several feet behind sam,glancing around*

Tansy: Her eyes scan the on lookers and if they are headed inside......there has to be a back way. "Ecuse me." she makes her way through the crowd headdingto the loading docks and back door.

Abbey Randelle: 8,4,7,7,

Johnny Shotgun: He throws the tobacco on the tiger.

Arlett: *Frowns at Matt, checking the tigery* phones are out? not good

Arlett: 7,2,7,5,9,9,

Abbey Randelle: (as if it wan't hurt enough,,, johnny's giving it cancer *grins*)

Troo: ((LOL))

Matt Savage: 5,10,10,

Arlett: Johnny we really need to get it out to.. a vet or something... its gonna die... *trying to at lest stabilisy it.. or... help what ever she can*

Matt Savage: ((Perc + Technology, having a look to try and work anythoing about it))

Johnny Shotgun: 9,8,5,

Michelle Morgan: Was that an elevator bell? She looks behind them, to the first floor, and swears under her breath. "God dammit..."

Matt Savage: *Nods gently* Yeah it's wierd, no signal *He murmurs as he examines it*

Samantha Jacobs: "What?" She says breathlessly y\to Michelle, starting to rasp and glance behind her. "Fuck dammit!"

Arlett: *no wierd... techies about, Surely, frowns worried* we need to get out.. now... but i ain't gonna be able to move it.. and he needs to be moved carefully

Troo: 4,6,1,

Abbey Randelle: *she purses her lips and murmers* ground floor. *and should she be able to leap over to the downwards esccalator.. she'll do so. otherwise she's heading down the up*

Arlett: *biting her lips, looking at the tiger thing, peering to Johnny then to Matt*

Matt Savage: *Frowns a little* Well it's likely to be heavy, if someone else will help I'll give it a go, can't let the poor fella die now can we?

Tansy: She scurrys back through the crowds and get's around the corner.

Michelle Morgan: She pauses a moment, for Sam, letting her catch her breath. "Sorry, sweetie." She looks down, trying to see anyone out of place down below.

Troo: Tansy finds herself barred from entering the loading area by security guards and locked gates.

Arlett: *nods a bit* I ain't strong.. but I'll help ya.. be carefull with its head and that part *signaling the wounds* we need to move it as little... maybe pass it onot a jacket, so we can move it without opening the wounds more... I'll cann a friend who knows medicine

Samantha Jacobs: She gets quickly off the up escalator and darts to the down escalator. A pause, looking to Michelle. Down or up? Her chest heaves slightly... she's only pausing because she has to.

Johnny Shotgun: Mentally via the link as he says it out loud: "Tiger, we're here to help. Don't attack us we'll try to get you away."

Tansy: She smiles up at the security guards "Sorry wrong direction....Turist ya know." And turns back around cursing her dumb luck.

Abbey Randelle: (the magical "team" gone from view?)

Matt Savage: *He nods quickly* Good plan *He just uncerimoniously strips his top off* We'll need some more clothes to do it, it'll just tear my top I'm guessing *Still he starts trying to gently slip it under the back of the beast*

Troo: ((Yup *G*))

Arlett: *keeps biting her lips, moving a tiny bit so when they help her move it, she can keep watch of the wounds so they don't open more ((just first aid, you keep the boyd straight so the wounds don't go worst))

Johnny Shotgun: He unzips his gearbag and takes out the blanket from his bedroll, unfurling it and laying it down beside the stricken animal. "Roll it onto this and we'll pull it. Somebody go get us a van!"

Troo: The creature weighs at least 700lbs, maybe more. It just isn't going to shift like this.

Arlett: *changes a few gadgers from her jacket pockets to her.. uh.. baggie and gives it off, laying it down* there

Michelle Morgan: She sighs, not seeing anything. "Down, I guess. And we can take it slow."

Arlett: *nods, standing as Johny starts* getting van you move it *and moves to get said van... trying not to be seen* ((Stealing car again!)=

Matt Savage: *Turns and glances to Johnny grinning brightly* Sweet. Nice one mate *He nods firmly, then tucks the blanket as close to it as possible* Think it's safe to roll it? *He asks Arlett as she seems to know more than he does*

Samantha Jacobs: "What if there's more upstairs?" A pause, breathing. "Could upstairs tell us what happened?"

Abbey Randelle: *she glances around.. the team was gone. well.. perhaps they'd go outside and harm arlett. one can only hope... an eyebrow darts up as she moves to the ground floor*

Tansy: Waces her way through back towards where the animal and frony doors are.

Michelle Morgan: She nods. "Good point. I'm sure someone noticed it all. Up." She takes Sam by the hand and heads toward the escalator heading up, moving at a decent, but not taxing, pace.

Arlett: no roll but is to heavy, just keep the head straight, legs on angle, that way the woulnds wont open! *as she skitters to get the car*

Tansy: (Weaves not waces.)

Troo: ((I thought she was racing with a speech impediment *G*))

Abbey Randelle: *nope.. abbey's at the ground floor. now where..weeere they? grey eyes scan the crowd coldly*

Samantha Jacobs: She grunts. "Faster Michelle." She's moving heedless of her own injuries. There isn't time now to explain to Michelle now, later. She starts to move faster, up to the third floor.

Abbey Randelle: (*laughs*)

Matt Savage: No rolling... right *He shrugs a little, then stands and moves to it's back legs crouching and getting hold firmly as he tries to lift it a little wanting to wiggle it onto the blanket*

Abbey Randelle: 5,8,9,1,

Michelle Morgan: She gives Sam a quick, concerned look, but nods, picking up the pace, heading to floor 3.

Tansy: ((*Giggles*))

Johnny Shotgun: He grins at Matt and then frowns as he finds out how heavy the creature is.

Matt Savage: ((Wacing after Wabbits?))

Arlett: *rahter frowns, s haking her head, not ricing from place she lookst o Johnny* if we dont' heal it its going to die.. in like four five mins we ai't got time *looking around quickly, frowing* I can't work with himI ain't know enough!

Arlett: DEL the not runing

Arlett: she'll yell that!

Johnny Shotgun: "Damn, ese, you too heavy," he tells the animal, gently stroking it's head, trying to soothe it.

Troo: The creature's eyes close.

Matt Savage: *Grunts a little* Fuck yeah, this thing weighs a tonne, like... really *He strains as he tries, his muscles flaring powerfully as he gives his best heave*

Arlett: 7,9,9,4,10,2,

Samantha Jacobs: She's rasping, but its more like something second in her mind, her hand pulling out her gun again as they reach the third floor.

Michelle Morgan: As soon as they hit the third floor, she's heading to the window front, looking for signs of the melee that apparently occurred.

Johnny Shotgun: He closes his eyes and starts to sing a power song in Tsitsitas, throwing a bit more tobacco on the creature.

Matt Savage: Awww shit shit shit! MEDIC! TIGER DOWN! *He yells out* ANYONE KNOW ANY MEDICINE?

Troo: Arlett speed-thieves the nearest vehicle she can, an SUV.

Tansy: She heads over to Johnny and Matt hands on her knees. "Can I help?"

Troo: Michelle can see shoppers absently shopping like nothing happened.

Arlett: *well gets it and drives like mad over tiger and co, geting down and opening doors* we really need to hurry...*looking around for michelle or ssam someone has GOT to know how to heal!*

Abbey Randelle: *abbey scans the crowd, and finding nothing she purse her lips.. wait.. yelling outside.. away she goes, pace brisk as she darts out the door to see what the hell is wrong now.. surely the tiger thing was too hurt to attakcing people*

Matt Savage: *Glances to Tansy* Know anything about medicine? The big guys not gonna make it unless we can fix him up a bit

Samantha Jacobs: She scans around upstairs, gun close to her body, trying to figure out what's going on.

Samantha Jacobs: 4,2,3,7,3,5,4,

Michelle Morgan: She blinks and shakes her head, amazed at the ability of people to ignore what they don't understand, and moves up to the shattered window, looking out.

Tansy: "Shakes her head. glancing to Johnny and wispers" maybe I can help with the lifting tghough."

Arlett: guys... if ya ain't can heal it.. we need to speed to someone who can like NOW

Abbey Randelle: *she's a thin white flash headed in their direction, blade coming out.. wait.. the tiger was still dead.. ish.. what was the problem?* What is the difficulty?! *she murmers sharply*

Troo: Lo and behold, on the street down below, some people around the animal.

Samantha Jacobs: Sam sees people shopping. Nothing out of the ordinary. On whim, she looks up for security cameras.

Matt Savage: *Glances to Abbey* Big dog's dying *He murmurs quietly, moving to fuss it gently* Poor guy.

Johnny Shotgun: 1,4,7,

Abbey Randelle: (isn't the thing part..metal?? did i read that wrong orginally?)

Johnny Shotgun: 3,3,8,

Johnny Shotgun: 9,7,7,

Arlett: *biting her lips, knoing Johnny is doing something, doesn't rush them more, but is fidgety*

Troo: ((You read it right, Abdabs))

Troo: As Johnny finishes his song, there is a gust of wind, and the creature is lifted perhaps an inch off the ground.

Tansy: She glances at Johnny then to Arlett and then to the tiger praying this works.

Michelle Morgan: She shouts down. "What's the score, guys?"

Arlett: keeps the doors opened for the tiger to be led in* como Tansy... we need to hurry

Johnny Shotgun: He continues to sing, honoring the spirits and pulling the creature toward the van, if Arlett's gotten one.

Samantha Jacobs: She slowly moves up besides Michelle, eyes darting around still.

Matt Savage: *Blinks, then quickly slips the blanket under the thing while he can* Okay people, everyone chip in, let's make like the sheppard and get the flock outta here! *He starts trying to move it towards the vehicle*

Arlett: *blinking looking up at Michelle* its dying! we need to heal it NOW or move NOW we ain't got time!

Tansy: Grabs the one side of the blanket and slids it under the tiger so that tghey can keep up appearances. " common..."

Troo: Johnny and Matt move the thing to the SUV under pretense of blanket-use, and all those pesky seats in the back are gonna have to be folded down, but that's easy for Arlett to do.

Tansy: She helps move the cat/tiger/animal thing.

Abbey Randelle: *a pinch of a delicate brow as she looks at the metalkitty hybrid* And this is a difficulty?.. *her eyes widen as the cat gets lifted up off the ground, then narrow deadly* Why are you transporting it?! *she reasons quietly* You know nothing of it..

Arlett: *does so, in a hurry, looking to Abbey* it's alife... it deserves respect and help .. don't guess you'll get it *moving once all is folded to the driver seat, just to hit as soon as they are in*

Abbey Randelle: *abbey.. does not help. the thin creature sheaths her blade and slings the epee to her back, a glance around.. any moment the technocracy would come scoop them up. nono. she distances herself from them*

Tansy: Keeps her mouth shut and just helps out.

Matt Savage: *Grunts as he moves the thing into the car* That's the point ain't it? *He murmurs looking to Abbey* How'd we know letting it die's anything other than a shitty thing to do? *He hops into the car and checks his phone again*

Troo: Tansy, Matt and Johnny get it into the back just as the wind gives out. The suspension sinks the body of the SUV toward the asphalt, but all is well.

Samantha Jacobs: "Michelle, should we even been touching that thing?" She mutters to the other woman, nervously. "Where are they taking?"

Tansy: She climbs into the front with Arlett. "What about Michelle and Sam?"

Troo: This time, Matt's phone is all ok.

Michelle Morgan: "Damn..." She looks down. "Move it, then! We'll try to catch up as best we can!" She looks to Sam. "Elevator this time?"

Arlett: if we wait them it'll die...*frowning* shit! I just know michael and Adriana who can heal...

Johnny Shotgun: "Because it's skairt and wants to be free," Johnny says, as if that's perfectly logical reason to let a six legged tiger loose in the city.

Matt Savage: Don't have time, phones are working, who can fix it?

Arlett: *hearing Miche words she just waits for them all up and speeds off* Johnny can you try to keep it alife? *driving... driving .. Travis!* Tansy, Travis gonna be at his place? call him. we are heading there

Johnny Shotgun: "Soccer Mom! Come help it!"

Tansy: "Travis can...." She picks up her cell phone."And I know Adriana's number as well."

Abbey Randelle: *thin white eyebrow.. a glance to the rude girl... johnny was going in that SUV. the brakes would remain functional she supposed. abbey shakes her head slightly* It would be wise to simply dispose of it Sir. It is both unnatural and not your responability. It may be a danger.

Samantha Jacobs: "Escalator is faster." She frowns deeply, not liking how they're fucking with things unknown. But she starts to move anyway, quickly. Her gun is shoved back into the holster.

Abbey Randelle: DO NOT USE THAT CELL PHONE !

Tansy: She quickly dials Trav's number."Common be there...be there."

Samantha Jacobs: 7,

Matt Savage: *SHakes his head* Enough arguing, this thing needs help, let's do this shit!

Michelle Morgan: She nods, and pats Sam's shoulder. "All right." And she starts moving with Sam, back downstairs.

Arlett: *frowns, don't driving, Michelle can heal?! it is -going- to die! *frowinig now really nervious*

Abbey Randelle: *its actually a hiss.. and a loud one, perhaps the loudest you've heard her... the girls face flushing as she stalks towards coldly murderous, whipping the phone out of her hand and smashing it with her heel*

Arlett: *glares at Abbey, doesn't answer her, is not worthy it, and looks to Johnny* its got two mins left...

Johnny Shotgun: ((Ah, in that case!))

Abbey Randelle: (hell even abs can do that!)

Troo: ((Well, this particular animal, anyway. You never know until you try.))

Arlett: ((I just got life one... that is why i ahven't tried!))

Tansy: "Abbey what the.." as her phone get's smashed. "I have been using it it was fine...."

Johnny Shotgun: Johnny takes his fan and a quartz crystal out of his gear bag and starts chanting, 'scrubbing' the crystal through the air above the injuries and waving his fan over them, praying for the healing of the creature.

Samantha Jacobs: She moves rapidly down the escalator. She's gonna die after this, she has decided, with the pain flaring in her chest. But she's still moving, still focused.

Johnny Shotgun: 3,8,3,

Johnny Shotgun: 1,7,6,

Johnny Shotgun: 8,5,7,

Matt Savage: *Grits his teeth as the car doesn't move, slipping out of it again so he can bounce a little, trying to bleed of a little nervous energy before he explodes*

Troo: 7,3,7,

Arlett: *frowns, watching Johnny, biting her lips, ignoring the bitch, hadning Tansy her own phone* take

Troo: The creature's striped skin slowly furls inward, meshing back together, hiding the metal beneath.

Abbey Randelle: *her eyes are glacial as she peers through tansy, murmering with icyily clipped politeness.. stance tense* Abstain from using technology, unless you rather enjoy slavery. Have you two wits to rub together you will heed this warning. *she flicks her eyes to the tiger, then to the rest of them.* Should you become infected I will not fool around in disposing of you before you infect others.

Arlett: *Eyeing Matt* we ain't gonna get no where in time unless we heal it now... no sense running and distracting Johnny*

Tansy: "Thanks." she takes Arletts phone and dials in Trav's number." Let's try this again."

Michelle Morgan: She's right behind Samantha, watching the woman, concerned, as they move downstairs.

Matt Savage: *Blinks a little as he watched the animal start to patch together, his lips curling into a grin* Sweet *He nods firmly, then frowns and looks to Abbey* Hey you need to chill out girl, drop some tension...

Arlett: *eyeing Abbye a second, rolling her eyes*

Abbey Randelle: do not.. *she hisses...and she breaks off... murmering in angry french.. the girl.. is going to kill something. with that polite smile on her face.. .. just kill something*

Samantha Jacobs: She gets down to the main floor, eyes sweeping around as they move to head outside.

Tansy: "Abbey I believe that it is going after specific people no allotherwise EVERYONE in the city would be infected by now." she listens to the rings.

Samantha Jacobs: 6,6,9,5,6,7,5,

Arlett: Tansy allow me the phone first...

Samantha Jacobs: ((Oh, NOW I get sux *smacks head*))

Johnny Shotgun: He sighs, rocking back on his heels and petting the animal soothingly, looking up to Arlett. "Drive us somewhere, Chica!"

Troo: The animal's breathing deepens, becomes more regular.

Abbey Randelle: 5,10,6,

Arlett: *nods to Johny and closes the doors, blokcing effectively Abbey from them, starting to drive off*

Tansy: She will hand Arlett the phone. "It's ringing though..."

Abbey Randelle: ~F~ Stop these idiots before they damn us all.. do it NOW...

Troo: The cellphone dies in Tansy's hand.

Matt Savage: *Blinks a little as he raises a hand to speak, then just watched the vehicle moving away* Well... crap *He mutters, then shrugs slightly*

Samantha Jacobs: "Fuck DAMMIT!" She curses, wincing as they drive off WITHOUT THEM.

Tansy: She stares at the cellphone. "Well shit.."

Arlett: ((well they said to do so Sam *S*))

Arlett: *eyes it, holds a hand otu for Tansy to give it*

Johnny Shotgun: "Come on, ese," he motions for Matt to jump in, reaching to close the open back door.

Arlett: ((DLP!!)()

Troo: ((Okay, PAUSE))

Arlett: *driving...*

Troo: ((Arlett, you are either driving away or you are not. Please, make your mind up.))

Michelle Morgan: She blinks as they drive off, sighing deeply. "Sonuvabitch."

Johnny Shotgun: ((oops, mod that to him motioning through the window))

Tansy: She places the phone in Arlett's hand. "It just died."

Troo: ((There's something about the word "Pause" that didn't translate to english, isn't there? *G*))

Arlett: ((ok... everyone was on the car I though Matt, Jaohhn y and Tansy, and yup driving, when Johnny said, and aftr all were in she started off

Michelle Morgan: ((Sorry, Troo. Lag.))

Tansy: ((Sorry I didn't updated before posting.))

Matt Savage: ((Matt sadly got out to bounce, but it's all cool))

Troo: ((No, half the people were still out on the sidewalk, and Johnny has stopped the critter dying immediately. So, you're definately driving away?))

Arlett: ((ot make sure.. Michelle said drive off we catch you... so I drived off..))

Troo: ((Okies. UNPAUSE))

Arlett: ((no.

Arlett: ((wait... wait.. I did said when all was in *pouts*))

Abbey Randelle: *abbey is watching the departing vehicle, decorum slowly overtaking the glimmer of lethal anger in cool grey eyes, the girls body slowly relaxing.. she looks to sam and michelle, cold*

Johnny Shotgun: 2,6,7,10,2,

Johnny Shotgun: He sees Sam and Michelle exiting and points them out to Arlett. "They're over there, chica. Pick 'em up!"

Arlett: ((Matt -was- in, right?)) *looks the way Johny pointed and divers car over*

Troo: Arlett drives the SUV. To avoid further indecision and uncertainty. The vehicle is in motion.

Matt Savage: ((Just curious as to how many people you can fit in an SUV with a 700lb tiger in it...))

Samantha Jacobs: She grunts and bends over, a hand grasping at her chest. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, son of a bitch FUCK."

Troo: ((Try it and see *G*))

Michelle Morgan: She looks over to Sam, giving an apologetic smile, then back to Abbey. "What's the scoop?"

Matt Savage: *Shrugs a little, then grins brightly* Hell to it, at least the big guy was looking better *He nods firmly to himself* All's good

Arlett: ((ok, driving, Johhny points I can go pick Michelle and Sam?))

Abbey Randelle: Miss Tansy and Miss Arlett are most reckless with technology in light of this algorithym *she murmers politely to Michelle eyes flicking to hers.. then to Sam as she strides over* Miss sam..

Matt Savage: *Blinks* Check that *He moves to Sam* Hey girl, you okay? Need some water or something?

Samantha Jacobs: Sam looks both in agony and like someone is going to get their face smashed in.

Michelle Morgan: And then, as Sam doubles over in pain, the scoop is forgotten, and she looks back to Sam. "Fuck, Sam...I'm sorry. Sit down for a second..."

Troo: ((Do whatever you want to do, just bloody declare it with some kind of CERTAINTY))

Samantha Jacobs: "Touch me, and I'll be forced to kill you." She gasps out to Matt, and Abbey if it appears that she's coming towards her. Rather disorientated.

Arlett: ((I did up there *points up*)) *looks the way Johny pointed and divers car over

Johnny Shotgun: He keeps looking after the creature, petting him as if soothing a frightened horse.

Samantha Jacobs: "I'm fine... just someone explain what the hell is going on." Straightening up with a grimace

Arlett: ((wasn't MAtt in the car?))

Troo: ((NO! HE GOT OUT OF THE CAR TO BLOW OFF SOME TENSION!))

Tansy: Rolls down the window and yells"Common everyone get in." To Michelle Sam Matt and Abbey.

Matt Savage: *Nods lightly* Well okay then *He shrugs* Can't dislike a girl who knows what she wants. *He nods* Feel better *Then he turns and nods starting to saunter off with a smile*

Arlett: ((*sighs*sorry)) *just stoping again in front Michelle and Sam* Tansy can ya help Sam in?

Samantha Jacobs: "I am NOT getting in a car with that thing." She eyes the car, backing away.

Samantha Jacobs: 7,4,2,2,7,8,2,

Abbey Randelle: *abbey bends down and flicks a bit of cellphone out of the thread of her sneakers, crunching it to be certain before dropping it to the pavement. she respects sams threat ..not touchy anyway.. she looks to marc*

Matt Savage: *Glances to the car* You'll fuck the suspension, it ain't designed to take over a tonne of passengers it's just a freekin car

Abbey Randelle: (matt rather)

Michelle Morgan: She looks to Tansy, waving her off. "You guys go. We'll be fine."

Arlett: *Eyes Michelle and Sam, then back to Johnny, and last to Matt* comming or staying mister

Abbey Randelle: *abbey simply shakes her head, murmering to Sam and Michelle* I have a vehicle. THough you must Forgive me..I am unwilling to be further involved in this foolishness. should you wish transport elsewhere however, I will gladly assist.

Tansy: Looks at Arlett"You heard em."

Johnny Shotgun: "A'ight," he shrugs to what Matt says and taps Arlett. "Go chica, we'll catch up with them later."

Samantha Jacobs: "Where are you taking it?" She barks sharply. "We'll meet you."

Arlett: dunno exactly where...we can phone ya...I know how to ward phones

Matt Savage: *Shakes his head* Get the big guy clear, he's more important than me.

Samantha Jacobs: "Well, MINE is not warded." She gritted out. "Pick a place. Pick a place now."

Arlett: *frowns, where the heck can they take a tiger? * ble Tansy's place? *eyeing Tansy*

Johnny Shotgun: "Just drive, Chica. We'll work it out later."

Abbey Randelle: *the arrival of the SUV has put that coldness back into her polite murmer, the strap to her case fingered as she looks to johnny. she had thought he would have more sense, a slight shale of white hair,before she moves to stride off. towards the little white saturn parked a block up*

Johnny Shotgun: "go to that warehouse where we took that one crookit knife ese."

Samantha Jacobs: "Johnny, we can't use phone." She looks to him. "How are going to find you?"

Tansy: Shouts out."My Place meet there...."as they drive off.

Michelle Morgan: She looks to them...then Sam, then back, sighing, trying to think of a place.

Samantha Jacobs: ((dlp))

Samantha Jacobs: "I think Johnny's got the irght idea with the warehouse."

Arlett: *Looking to Johnny again, then out to Sam and Michelle, nods* the warehouse *ushering the Adress to them and driving off*

Matt Savage: *Nods* warehouse is probably better for something that big! *He calls over*

Samantha Jacobs: She nods and steps out of the way of the SUV, still rasping as she rubs her chest.

Tansy: Shrugs her shoulders" that works too...You guys know where?" she looks at Michelle and Sam

Michelle Morgan: She nods to them as they drive off, and looks back to Sam.

Tansy: ((DLP)

Abbey Randelle: *she pauses. a murmer thrown over her shoulder to Michelle, and by association SAm* I shall call on you this evening, Miss Morgan, if this is acceptable?

Samantha Jacobs: Sam looks VERY cranky.

Tansy: She holds on tight yanking on the seat belt as they drive off.

Matt Savage: *Grins as the car moves again* Cool. All is good with the world *He nods to himself, then fishes out his ear bud again slipping it into his ear*

Abbey Randelle: Good Day Miss Morgan, Miss Sam. .. Do be cautious. *the girl stands, carefully rezipping the epee case. no need to appear sloppy now that no one needs stabbed.. slate grey eyes flick to traffic.. now that no one that needs stabbed is present, anyway*

Samantha Jacobs: "Fuck." She hisses with a slight cough, shoulders slumping as she finally looked back to Michelle.

Matt Savage: *Shrugs his shoulders lightly, then looks to Sam* So if I offer you water again you gonna threaten to kill me?

Michelle Morgan: She moves to provide support for Sam, smiling a tiny bit. "Sit down, Sam. Take a load off for a second, okay?"

Samantha Jacobs: "Water is not going to help."

Johnny Shotgun: he pets the creature, basically monitoring it and making sure it's not going to die, singing softly to it to keep it calm while Arlett does the transporting.

Samantha Jacobs: Sam leans against her. "If I sit, I won't be able to get up again, I don't think." She mutters.

Troo: ((Y'all in the SUV, go to the Industrial room :) ))

Matt Savage: *Nods a touch* Fair enough *He gives a friendly smile* Still. Feel better *Then he turns and starts wandering off again, going back to his music*

Tansy: LookstoArlett then to Johnny and back toArlett"You are going to have to teach me how to drive one of these days...."

Abbey Randelle: *and off she glides, graceful creature moving at an impressive pace AWAY from the entire clusterfucked, unknown metal tiger loving, technocrat tempting, algorythim wanting, don't know whats good for them situation. the car is started up, and with a zip of reckless driving.. the classy little albino is OUTTA there*

Tansy: ((Yes Mam *S and moves there))

Michelle Morgan: She nods. "All right." She slides an arm around Sam's waist, to help her steady herself, and looks to Matt, smiling a little. "Thanks for the offer, though." She looks to Sam. "You want to head home for a while before we go see what's up? We should at least get to my car..."

Abbey Randelle: *in fact.. she takes the weavy windey i really live in brooklyn route home.. just in case.. *

Samantha Jacobs: She shakes her head. "We'll get your car and go meet up with them. No waiting."

Michelle Morgan: She nods and smiles a little. "Okay. C'mon, then. Once again, your pace." She helps Sam move as much as she is allowed to, toward the relatively nearby car.

Samantha Jacobs: Sam can walk fine, she just seems to be in pain as her rasp oh so slowly resolves itself back into normal breathing. She slides into the car, flopping boneslessly in the seat.

Michelle Morgan: She slides in the driver seat, turning the ignition and looking her way as she starts to drive. "Talk to me, Sam."

Samantha Jacobs: "Uhwa?" She asks, rubbing her chest.

Michelle Morgan: "What are you feeling at the moment?" She maneuvers the car toward the warehouse.

Samantha Jacobs: "Pain." She says with a weak laugh. "Irritation. Not at you." She adds, absently.

Michelle Morgan: She nods a little bit. "Who at? And why?"

Samantha Jacobs: "Arlett, god dammit." She shifts to sit up straighter. "She -knows- not to use the phones, and they're just off and running with someonthing that might kill them, and irritation at me." A rub to her chest. "Fuck."

Michelle Morgan: "That's a fair source for irritation. Why are you irrtated at yourself?"

Samantha Jacobs: "Because I can't do." She shrugs and starts to breath again normally. "I missed the people, I could barely keep pace, I'm about to pass out now..."

Michelle Morgan: She smiles. "Yeah, and? I missed the people, I set an unreasonable pace, and took us to the tird story when we shouldn't have probably gone. Don't beat yourself up over it, sweetie."

Samantha Jacobs: "Yeah, but I'm supposed to KNOW these things... I used to be able to keep a pace like that for hours."

Michelle Morgan: She looks over at Sam, raising an eyebrow. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't you say something last night about somethings happening that change you irrevocably, or something like that?"

Samantha Jacobs: "That doesn't make it any less of a bitter pill to swallow." She says, well... bitterly. "I went from being part of one of the strongest groups ever to barely being able to walk around too long."

Michelle Morgan: She nods. "I know, and it is tough to swallow. Just making a point. Be irritated, Sam...that's how you feel. But don't beat yourself up over it. That's what you do."

Samantha Jacobs: She only grunted softly, looking out the window, frowning slighgtly. These episodes always upset her.

Michelle Morgan: She just nods a little, smiling, and puts a supportive hand on Sam's shoulder as she heads to the warehouse.

Samantha Jacobs: ((To industrial?))

Michelle Morgan: ((To Industrial!!))

INDUSTRIAL

Matt Savage: *Skids to a halt at the back of the SUV, then knocks on the window* Yo!

Arlett: ((uh.. or Johnny...))

Tansy: She tunrs in her seat "How in the world did you get here?" she stares at Matt.

Johnny Shotgun: He opens the big bay door, then moves out to unlock the gate and rolls it back, raising his brows at Matt. "Hey ese."

Matt Savage: *Grins as he waves* Girlie shouted the address, and it's easier to take the two legged pony that to drive in this city! *He nods, his torso slightly sweat covered from the long run. It's all good*

Matt Savage: *Nods to Johnny* Hey guy, nice work back there getting the big guy patched up

Arlett: *huh... having moved tot he front door, and Johnny beat her to do all that, blinks, peering to Matt when he comes by, makes a tiny wave*

Troo: The critter jumps from the back of the SUV and into the warehouse through the opened door.

Tansy: "Oh. Yeah I know it isx easier to walk..." She shakes her head and watches as the werehouse get's opened for them.

Arlett: *blinks at the thing, smiles* ya guys get in with it I am getting the Suv in... or should I get rid of it?

Matt Savage: *Grins and waves back to Arlett* Hey girl *Then he nods and does as she asks, heading in after the tiger* Hey meow bag.

Tansy: She climbs out of the SUV and shuts the door. She is following the cat slowely though. "Well he is walking pretty weel on his or her own."

Troo: It prowls the interior of the abandoned warehouse, sniffing corners, looking to the rafters now and then.

Matt Savage: *He tilts his head* Do like... cyborg cats have hims and hers?

Arlett: ((just realises is the bunch of kids with new guyw and new... pet...)) *she bites her lips and decides to better drive the SUv in for now, once they all in*

Johnny Shotgun: He watches the tiger, nodding to Matt. "Thanks for helping. Where you from, ese?"

Arlett: *once van is in, she goes close door, and then back near Johnny watching the tiger* ya can undertand us?

Matt Savage: London *He watches the cat* So who the hell was shotting at the big guy? Any ideas?

Tansy: She watches the Cat getting out of Arletts way as she moves the SUV inside. She looks at Matt. "I dunno." and she narrows her eyes looking him over from top to bottom.

Troo: He rears up, front legs leaving the ground, resting on his other four as he thoughtfully picks at the wall with his massive claws.

Johnny Shotgun: "Uhm...i ain't know. There was shooting?"

Arlett: *hmmms and moves to cat, slowly*

Johnny Shotgun: "Uhm...hold up, let me see if I could talk to the tiger before it go breaking out and running off."

Arlett: there was shooting Johnny *peering to him* and cels ain't worker... I said technos? *looking to the cat again*

Tansy: "ummm yeah we dun want it getting out and getting hurt again..."

Matt Savage: *Shrugs* Yeah try talking to it, I'm all curious *He then falls silent letting his do what he needs to*

Johnny Shotgun: He pulls out some tobacco and rolls a cigarette, lighting it up after offering it to the directions. then he takes in a deep breath from the cig and blows smoke at the tiger

Michelle Morgan: She pulls the car up to the side of the street in front of the warehouse.

Tansy: She turns back to Matt "And you are, just so that we all know." She smiles nicely to Matt.

Samantha Jacobs: She slides out, ready to follow Michelle.

Troo: He drops to all six paws once more and lays on his front, blinking at the humans.

Johnny Shotgun: 9,4,9,

Troo: 7,2,8,

Matt Savage: *Nods* Oh yeah, I'm Matt, who are you? *He murmurs quietly to Tansy*

Troo: He chuffs at them.

Michelle Morgan: She gets out, shutting the door, and beeps on the keyless locks and security system, then heads to the door aside Sam. She knocks on it.

Samantha Jacobs: Her hand slides inside her jacket, at the ready.

Johnny Shotgun: He grunts. Shakes his head. "It ain't work, that shield be up."

Arlett: *eyes the door as sounds are heard, and then agian the tiger* maybe he can't understand us.. and kind like nod or shake head for yes or no? *looking to it*

Troo: His amber eyes fix on Sam, and he rises slowly to his feet.

Tansy: Quirtly so as not to disturb Johnny"I'm Tansy, Matt." Tilts her head to the side"And how do ya know about cyborgs."

Matt Savage: *Nods slightly, then shrugs* So we try more tradition ways! *He nods, then wanders near the cat, crouching and offering his hand to sniff* Hey big fella.

Samantha Jacobs: Her hand slowly removes itself from her jacket as the cat fixes his attention on her.

Arlett: ((door was closed I thinks)) *looking to knock moves to open the door, still peering at Tiger*

Johnny Shotgun: He frowns at the tiger. "Don't be attacking none of my friends, ese. I'll get you some water and we'll find you some food. Or oil. Or...whatever metal tigers eat."

Troo: He seems mollified when Sam doesn't pull a gun, and slowly turns his head to Matt's hand, sniffing it.

Samantha Jacobs: She slides of her jacket, just so her gun is bared and no one is startled. "That will be something to remember." She mutters.

Michelle Morgan: She blinks at the tiger's reaction, and looks to Sam a moment, staying by her side.

Troo: He lifts his head, gazing absently into the air, jaw dropping open as he tastes Matt's scent.

Johnny Shotgun: He goes rooting around to find a bucket to get some water for the animal, waving to those newly arrived.

Tansy: She sighs and looks for something to sit on, if there is no crates, then the floor will do.

Samantha Jacobs: ((off her jacket))

Arlett: *looks to Michelle and Sam and smiles a bit, going again near tiger, tilting her head* whose know how tell if it is a guy or a girl?

Samantha Jacobs: "How do we know its not going to kill us all?" She murmurs to Michelle.

Matt Savage: *Grins as he's sniffed* Who's a big kitty then eh? *He chuckles* I dunno, but it's big enough that I'm happy to respect it's privacy eh?

Tansy: She smiles at Sam and Michelle. "And I thought today would be boring." Said to no one in particular.

Troo: The scenting turns into a yawn, and it stretches. "Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Its voice is scratchy, artificial.

Matt Savage: *Glances back to Sam* Same way we know you're not gonna kill us all with that gun. We don't but we choose to trust *He shrugs and looks back to the feline*

Samantha Jacobs: Oh crap it talks. She stares at the tiger.

Matt Savage: *Blinks at the Cat* Wow... okay cool. Hey I'm Matt, we brought you here to save you?

Michelle Morgan: She murmurs to Sam. "We don't, yet. 'swhy we're keeping our distance." She smiles to Arlett. "I know one way, but I'm not getting that close."

Arlett: *blinks when it finally speaks, eyes wide then uh... croushes, somewhat near* uh.. ya were hurt?

Michelle Morgan: Then, it talks, and she blinks. "Oh."

Johnny Shotgun: he lugs the water over neat the animal and steps back from it, watching it closely.

Tansy: She quickly turns her head to the cat." Now that is cool."

Arlett: *giggles to Michelle* maybe it tell us *now that it spoke*

Troo: It moves to the bucket and sniffs, then laps up the water slowly.

Matt Savage: *Shrugs* Well at least it didn't object to that answer. *Then he peers at it* So you got a name to go by?

Johnny Shotgun: he glances at Matt then the others, a bit shy to talk to the thing, but pretty sure that the others might have heard it speaking too.

Tansy: "It's like Quaff, cept with 6 kegs and a whole lot bigger." She just watches the bit cat.

Troo: It doesn't answer, too busy drinking.

Michelle Morgan: She just...watches. When a six-legged mechanical tiger talks, you damn well listen.

Arlett: *watches it, tilting her head*

Tansy: (Kegs=Legs Gaaaaw I cannot type today.))

Samantha Jacobs: She's still staring.

Matt Savage: *Shrugs a little and sits cross legged on the floor to wait* So, you guys do this a lot? *He asks generally*

Arlett: *looks to Matt* save tigers.. no, not really *grins a bit* is the first one *looking back to it*

Troo: Finally, when he's done drinking, he lays down once more. "The technicians called me Five."

Johnny Shotgun: ((Be cool with kegs...a portable party!))

Troo: ((That's a lot of kegs))

Samantha Jacobs: "... technicans?"

Troo: He rests his head on his forepaws.

Tansy: ((Yes it is and it would be *S* glad my misspelling is funny at least))

Johnny Shotgun: "Five? Like...?" He looks closely at the animals eyes, expecting to see that telltale orange color.

Arlett: *she nearly chocks with air, staring to it* Five?!

Matt Savage: *Chuckles* Cool I'm not the only one a little wigged then *HE nods as he looks back to the cat* So you got four very similar friends?

Troo: Well, the eyes are amber, but not lurid orange.

Troo: He blinks at Matt. "No."

Samantha Jacobs: "Who's Five?" She looks to Michelle.

Tansy: "So are you the fifth of something?" She tilts her head looking at the tiger cat.

Michelle Morgan: She looks to Arlett and Johnny, eyebrow raised. Do they KNOW him?

Michelle Morgan: She looks at Sam. "No idea."

Samantha Jacobs: "Oh."

Arlett: *and bites her lips, loking to Johnny then to the tiger* ha... haveyou.. ever been something else then a tiger?

Johnny Shotgun: "What's up with this Five shit?" He glances around. "Everybody's fucking five around here..."

Troo: He blinks at Arlett. "Such as?" Strangely, that artificial voice does seem to have an english accent.

Arlett: ehr.. a human?

Tansy: She looks at Johnny quizically then she get's it. "Oh." Smiles.

Matt Savage: *Shrugs a little as he looks around* Anyone wanna fill me in on the panic?

Troo: "I am not human," he says quietly.

Arlett: *nods, frowning a bit, biting her lips harder then sighing* why.. why they wanted to harm ya?

Samantha Jacobs: "What happened?" She says suddenly, faintly, to the Tiger.

Arlett: 9,3,8,9,9,10,

Arlett: ((damm it wrong room!))

Tansy: "Do you know who was after you?" she looks at the tiger.

Samantha Jacobs: ((Do people love the Spaz enough to pause and let her reboot?))

Johnny Shotgun: "There was this ese named Five who escaped from some techno lab. He was from Angland. But I can't remember the name of the doctor who made him."

Troo: ((Go Spaz Go!))

Troo: ((Go Spaz Go!))

Troo: He blinks at Johnny.

Michelle Morgan: ((Pauses))

Matt Savage: *Frowns a little* Okay.... so what you saying this is him? Kinda hard not to recognise this fella

Johnny Shotgun: "I ain't know if this is him." He shrugs to Matt. "There's this other ese who name is Quentin which means the Fifth. It just...weird to me, so many Fives. It's like Jose around here."

Troo: "Your name is Johnny."

Tansy: She listens and her eyes widden with what the tiger says. Her mouth open in supprise as well. "Well now."

Troo: "You..." He thinks for a moment, then nods "...are an idiot."

Arlett: *blinks, looking agian to Johnny then to the tiger* you know us?

Arlett: *blinking then frowning at it*

Matt Savage: *Nods to Johnny, then blinks and looks back to the Cat* Hey now, this guy saved your life Mr Kitty

Tansy: She smacks a hand to her mouth to stiffle her giggles.

Troo: He blinks at Matt, then at Johnny again.

Johnny Shotgun: He scowls at the Tiger, getting overly and quickly offended, quite at odds with his easygoing nature. "fuck you ese," he turns and storms away from the tiger, hands clenched into fists.

Samantha Jacobs: "Five..." She says slowly, watching the tiger. "What happened... that you went flying out of a third story window?"

Arlett: *blinks, lookign to johnny, then to Five* that was uncalled for

Troo: "I apologise," he says calmly.

Tansy: She nibbles and fidgest she she sits. No one pays her any mind anyway.

Arlett: *tilts her head still, lookign from Five to johnny and back* what happened?

Matt Savage: We ain't in Kansas any more eh? *He murmurs more to himself than anyone else as he watches*

Johnny Shotgun: "He always fuckin' saying that, just cause I ain't understand when people talk Pointdexter."

Michelle Morgan: She moves over to Johnny, her look soothing. "Give him a moment, Johnny. He's been through a lot today, obviously."

Troo: "My assessment may have been incorrect," he murmurs, lowering his head submissively.

Samantha Jacobs: "Five." She quietly repeated, her eyes on the Tiger.

Arlett: *sighs* yea fine, is him....*frowning, and actually moving over to pet his head lightly, looking to johnny, then back to the tiger*

Matt Savage: *Nods a little* To be fair if I'd been turned into a tiger I might be a touch pissy *He shrugs* So. Who was shooting at you?

Michelle Morgan: She looks to Johnny. "He just admitted his opinion may be wrong, Johnny. Okay?" Smiling a little at him.

Troo: He blinks at Matt. "The technicians sent them."

Tansy: She continues to fidget. "Tiger do you know how you got into that store?"

Arlett: *frowns* why for?

Samantha Jacobs: She goes silent, jaw working.

Troo: "I took the opportunity to escape through a portal while it was momentarily unattended."

Arlett: *nods slowly, looking to Five again* so they sent after ya...

Matt Savage: *Nods a little* Okay... so cool, you don't want to work for them anymore right?

Troo: "No," he says quietly.

Johnny Shotgun: He moves over to sit inside the SUV shotgun seat and hides his face in his hands.

Arlett: *reaches to pet his head again, eyeing Johnny again then the tiger Five...* we gonna have to make something to look like we could't heal him.

Troo: "It is too late for that."

Samantha Jacobs: She rubs her head, not voicing all her protests in her mind.

Michelle Morgan: She lets everyone else deal with Five, and goes to the SUV, sliding in the driver's seat.

Jacobs: "What are you goingto do then?" She asks the Tiger

Tansy: She tilts her head muttering a bit very quietly as she get's her thoughts in order.

Arlett: *glances towards the car, well not to crowd Johhny, bites her lips and looks to five again, frowns* they gonna be looking for ya again... we gotta think on something at least

Matt Savage: *Nods gently* Okay, so what can we do for ya?

Troo: "I confess that I had not thought this far ahead. I was not aware that the paradox outside of the Construct would be so fierce."

Samantha Jacobs: Big words. BIG words that confuse her. "Okay... so you need somwhere to go and hide."

Troo: "Yes."

Arlett: *frowns, nodding* well .. it like that out.. ya cna't go vulgar , remember? *sighs, frowning* we needa hide him... cause we ain't cant exactly have a tiger out and pretend is not him

Samantha Jacobs: "Alright then.... where? Not Haven." A slight grunt, rubbing her head.

Johnny Shotgun -> Michelle Morgan: She sees that Johnny is crying, tho doing his best not to let the others see that he is.

Troo: He blinks at Arlett, peering at her.

Troo: 7,10,4,

Arlett: no.. don't think so *peering to johnny, then to Five* we could ask Travis... or we could take him to a house for now... but they might track him so we are gonna need to at least create wards...

Troo: "Arlett," he says finally, cautiously.

Tansy: Nods her head "But no matter where we hide him they will try and follow to retrieve him, I know he doesn't want to go back, and I dun think that he is bad an all," shrugs" I jus dunno where."

Samantha Jacobs: "No. Not Travis. Travis is an unreliable moron."

Matt Savage: *Shrugs a little* Sorry I just got here and I'm not allowed pets in my appartment

Arlett: *smiles to Five a tiny bit, then adds lowly* ya still hate me?

Troo: "You are unintelligent. Why would I hate you for your misfortune?"

Arlett: *looking then from Tansy to Sam and back to Five, pouting* we could hide him here and get wards up... for now.. and we take turns not to leave him alone

Tansy: Shakes her head at Arlett" I dun think Travis would like....he would study him....and our place isn't THAT big."

Samantha Jacobs: "Arlett, we already have to watch Quentin."

Arlett: *blinking at him and actually poking him to the side* you keep like that and we are gonna end up angry again

Troo: "No study," he says firmly, gaze moving to Tansy.

Michelle Morgan: She sits there, silently in the SUV for a moment. After that, she leans over, pats Johnny on the shoulder supportively, and gets out, giving him his space and shutting the door behind her.

Troo: He rises to his feet.

Tansy: Her back straightens at Sam's words. "Sam would you please mind not demeaning my Boyfriend in fornt of me, thank you. " Damn Sounds like Abbey again.

Arlett: *huffs, looking around* moving off from him*

Samantha Jacobs: "Then tell you boyfriend to get off his ass and do something. He never warned his Chantry, did you know that Tansy?" A pause as the Tiger rose, watching it.

Troo: He slinks to the SUV, climbing up into the back.

Arlett: *blinks* what ya doing Five?

Matt Savage: *Sighs softly* Okay let's try this, I'll stay here with Five until we can think of something better? I can get you food and Stuff guy

Samantha Jacobs: She watches the cat, eyes half narrowed.

Johnny Shotgun: He's hunched over in the shotgun seat, hiding his face in his arms as he leans against the dash.

Troo: He leans forward, nudging Johnny with his chin.

Michelle Morgan: She sighs a little as Travis-Sam tensions start up by proxy of Tansy, and moves to Sam's side, rubbing her shoulder. "Sam, sweetie...time and place. There's a better one."

Arlett: *sighs, shaking her head, watching and moving somewhat around*

Samantha Jacobs: She defers to Michelle with a slight nod of her head. She'll back off.

Troo: "You smell of tobacco."

Tansy: "Well Sam when I talked to Travis he did talk to his Chantry, it is within their walls that they need to get the information out." her spine straight she watches the Tiger.

Samantha Jacobs: She bites her lip, hard, to keep from snapping back at Tansy.

Troo: He licks Johnny's cheek. "You are wasting valuable water."

Johnny Shotgun: 10,9,3,9,4,

Michelle Morgan: She smiles to Tansy, though there's a hint of warning there, too, to drop it. "Later," she says, simply.

Matt Savage: *Shakes his head a little, then flops to lay on his back*

Johnny Shotgun: He sniffs and wipes his cheeks, looking over at him. "I wasn't here when they took you ese. I would have made them give you back."

Troo: He blinks. "I do not know to what you are referring. My memories have been erased several times." He smiles brightly, adding "I interfaced with the laboratory computer and downloaded my records."

Tansy: She glances at Michele then backto watch the Trger rolling her shoulders as she does so. Her back is still straigh, she listens to the Tiger.

Johnny Shotgun: "If your memories was erased, how could you remember us?"

Samantha Jacobs: ((*spits and curses and throws a fit* brb, rebooting for a THIRD TIME))

Arlett: ((hugs a SPaz))

Troo: He blinks. "Even they do not completely understand the neurochemistry of my brain. It is significantly advanced from their own."

Arlett: *and finally moves, to be near them both, putting a hand on Johnny's hand and just listening to Five, with a tiny pout to her face*

Tansy: She looks at Matt, hearing that things are just getting back to knowing you with the Tiger. "Matt so why help out?"

Silkie: Oh and Silkie does put on clothes before joining the others in the General's presence. *c* Is sure Okami would remind her.

Troo: He turns and slinks out of the SUV, the vehicle rocking as his weight leaves it.

Johnny Shotgun: He frowns as Five leaves the vehicle and looks to Arlett. "We gotta fucking get Michael back."

Arlett: *sighs as Five slinks out, rubbing her eyes a bit, and saying to johnny* he ain't want be with me now that he remembered me... I am heading back... he is fine now.. just let me know if he stays here of another place? *moving to give Johnny a hug*

Arlett: *blinking then at that, frowning much, with a slight haunted look* we can't attack... he.. th.. they are gonnalet him go

Matt Savage: *Rolls his head to look at Tansy* What?

Troo: He lays down between Matt and Tansy, looking between each.

Johnny Shotgun: "Fuck that shit, we kidnap that chica from the rink, I know where she is."

Johnny Shotgun: "then we trade back for him."

Arlett: *frowns even more, looking to Johnny* they let Sam go just if I promised not to do anything Johnny! and Hardy said he'll let him go.. an dhardy owns his life to Michael, he is not going to break his word

Tansy: "Sorry if I ws inturrupting you from meditating or whatever. " she smiles softly "But why would you help out and all of this?" She is going fishing again.

Michelle Morgan: She's quiet, listening to the conversation, standing next to Sam.

Samantha Jacobs: "Are we talking about Sonja?"

Tansy: She smiles at the Tiger.

Troo: He rests his head in his forepaws.

Matt Savage: *Blinks at Tansy* No I meant 'What' to the question, It's like... Why the heck wouldn't I help out? If I can? *He shrugs then leans over and pats the tiger* It's what I'm supposed to do.

Tansy: "Well that's good. " She is going to be blunt. "So which are you? We know your okay cause Tiger here seems to feel you are okay, but I am just curious....call me the welcome wagon I guess."

Samantha Jacobs: "Johnny, are you talking about Sonja?" She lifts her head, something glittering in her gaze.

Michelle Morgan: She nods to Sam. "That's who he means, Sam, yeah."

Arlett: ((food will be here soon so i might hav3 to go soon))

Johnny Shotgun: "Yeah, That's who I'm talking about, if it's that black chica who took pictures of us."

Arlett: *frowns even more, looking to Johnny* they let Sam go just if I promised not to do anything Johnny! and Hardy said he'll let him go.. an dhardy owns his life to Michael, he is not going to break his word

Samantha Jacobs: "I'll help you get her. I don't know who wants to do the negoitating part, but you can leave her with me for the time inbetween." Arms cross, as she cracks her knuckles.

Matt Savage: *Frowns a touch as he looks to Tansy* Which am I?

Arlett: ((repeats for the Singha cause he aint' answered))

Arlett: *looking to Sam then to johnny and back to Sam, biting her lips*

Samantha Jacobs: "How about we discuss that later Johnny?" A faint nod.

Johnny Shotgun: "I know where she lives, we could go there right now and get her."

Johnny Shotgun: "And if Hardy was cool, he wouldn't of took him to begin with and he wouldn't of punked us by taking him."

Tansy: She rises an eyebrow wow and I thought that was blunt. "Yeah...Traditionally speaking."

Arlett: *and frowns even more, looking to Michelle now, then to Johnny*

Troo: "I believe the lady is requesting identification of your affiliation in some form of secret society," he says.

Samantha Jacobs: She shakes her head. "Let's make sure everuthing is planned out, and we have plans in case things go awry. Please?"

Samantha Jacobs: "They said they took Michael because he wouldn't have gone of his free will." She looks to Johnny. "Seriously... WOULD Michael have gone if the techies had asked nicely?"

Arlett: *biting her lips nodding so slightly to Johnny, but Hardy was right Michale woulnd't have heard him.. but then again... takes in a deep breath*

Michelle Morgan: She frowns a little, remaining quiet for the moment.

Matt Savage: *Chuckles as he nods, then looks to the Cat* I think she might be at that. Then he looks to Tansy* You ask a lot of questions, but don't give anything of yourself, I think you're trying to fill a void.

Samantha Jacobs: She's not arguing with Johnny, she's asking an honest question.

Tansy: She giggles a bit at least someone seems to understand her ramblings.

Arlett: ((food here. gotta go... but well The Arlett will listen silenlty torturing herslef with doubts ;) ))

Troo: ((lol))

Arlett: (be back after foodage!))

Johnny Shotgun: "It ain't matter, they TOOK him." He snarls, shaking his head. "You all fucking coward bitches, letting the technoes punk you out."

Samantha Jacobs: Her shoulders rolled and tensed taking in a deep breath as a snarl curled her lips. A pause, and calming. "Johnny, I just said I'd help you kidnap someone to get him back. Alright? But we have to plan or we ALL get captured aand we never get him back. Please?"

Tansy: She tilts her head to the side blinking ehr eyes at Matt. "Yeah find things out first then share..." like wasn't that how it worked all the time.

Troo: He lifts his head. "You are clearly both Awakened. Progress from there."

Matt Savage: *He nods a little* You didn't give anything for my name. So let's start there.

Michelle Morgan: She looks at Johnny. "Remember, Johnny...we plan. Right?"

Tansy: She looks back to the Tiger and drops her head and shakes it" okay," looks up smiling brightly "Tansy orphan. and you would be Matt?"

Johnny Shotgun: "I did plan. I know where she is. We could go snatch her and then make Hardy give M back for her."

Samantha Jacobs: She licks her lips. "Johnny, can I speak from a military perspective?"

Matt Savage: *Tilts his head towards the others* Things are getting heavy* He murmurs, then shrugs as he looks back to Tansy* Your surname is Orphan?

Tansy: Rolls her eyes. "No...I won't go into my whole story about my last name it's Sansretti. Tansy Sansretti."

Johnny Shotgun: "Yeah, go ahead, chica."

Troo: He rests his head on his paws once more.

Matt Savage: *He nods* Ohhhhhhh. Cool, Matt, Akashic or so they tell me.

Troo: ((I gotta bail. Tis gone midnight. Five will sit quietly and stay where he's put))

Tansy: She glances over at the others. then back to Matt "It's a long and involved story and lots of upset because of it."

Samantha Jacobs: ((Ni ni Trooo *hugs*))

Matt Savage: *He nods* Yeah so I'm getting

Michelle Morgan: She smiles and listens as Sam goes all military strategist for a moment.

Tansy: ((*Huggles* Thanks Troo..))

Matt Savage: (Thanks for the scene Troo)

Troo: ((XP in the mage forum *G*))

Samantha Jacobs: She breaths slowly. "When you plan things, you have to think it all through, especially in the army. Because if one thing goes wrong, everything goes wrong. If we kidnap her, we have to have the whole plan ready to go and perfectly laid out. There are a lot of 'what ifs' when kidnapping a person and we have to be prepared for them. I know you want to move fast, and God knows I want to, but we have to plan, or it could all blow up in our faces. Do you see what I'm saying?"

Tansy: She smiles at Matt" Coolness. Glad to meetcha..." she looks backover tothem " yeah,oneof our friendgot taken by the Tech's, and well they are going to let himleave if he doesn't want to help themout,but they had to take himso that he would listento them cause well everyone know that he doen'tlike the tech,sothis is allmessy and stuff, but partof the terms for releasing on ofour other friend Sam" she points her out" was that we do not attach or try to get our other friend back."

Johnny Shotgun: "Yeah. We got a get away car right here. We go bust in her place when she's a sleep and then whe stick a gun in her face and knock her out."

Samantha Jacobs: "Well, what if she has security? Or what if she somehow gets away?" She gestures slightly. "I'm just -saying- we can't just go now."

Matt Savage: *Nods slowly* So... basically you made a deal? Wouldn't be good to break it.

Johnny Shotgun: "Then we get Travis to ward her so they can't find out where we gots her and we bring her here."

Johnny Shotgun: "Why not? I ain't made no fucking deal and if you all hadn't been such punks then maybe Five would be a two-legged still and not a six-legged."

Tansy: Shakes her head "Not really they are a whole lot more organized than we are, we ar trying to unite and work together though." smiles and nods

Samantha Jacobs: "Johnny, I don't even know who Five -is-." She pauses. "Just... let's plan plan, okay? Sit down somwhere and plan and think EVERYTHING out. Travis, at times, is unreliable."

Matt Savage: *Turns his head back* Well the problem is, you break this deal, and they'll never trust you again when you have to make a serious one no?

Michelle Morgan: "Johnny...you realize, most of us weren't even here when Five was two-legged." It's said quietly, calmingly. "We didn't know you guys yet."

Johnny Shotgun: He sighs, and paces out of the car, angry, and frustrated.

Johnny Shotgun: He looks to Matt. "They fucking pendejos they be taking people all the time and nobody stops them."

Tansy: Nods her head"Yeah you could say that, but from what I have heard, they don't really trust them and they do not trust us much either."

Samantha Jacobs: She glances away, hands curling into fists. A pause, breathing. "You know where Michelle lives. Stop by tomorrow, and we'll discuss course of action, alright?"

Matt Savage: *Sits up* Oh I'm not saying what they do it right, or that this Mike guy needs kidnapping. All I'm saying is you break this deal, you have to expect them to never offer it again in the future *He shrugs a little* But hey I'm new I don't know what's at stake, if it's important enough then hey go for it

Johnny Shotgun: "Fine." he waves at Sam. "I'll stay here with Five."

Johnny Shotgun: He looks to Matt. "Where you from, ese?"

Samantha Jacobs: She nods, shortly.

Matt Savage: *Shrugs a little* London. *He stands* And I'll stay too, I'll just go get some things from home okay?

Michelle Morgan: She nods at that. "Sounds good, Johnny. Don't worry, we will get 'em." She smiles a little, then looks to Sam.

Tansy: She listens "Yes true,it migbht not be offerend in the future." she nibbler herp lip to stop herself from saying too much.

Samantha Jacobs: Sam glances at Michelle, and then away, glancing around. She has nothing else to add.

Johnny Shotgun: "Fucking everyone is from Angland." he grumbles, sitting down and petting the sleeping tiger sullenly.

Tansy: She smiles and looks to Johnny."I'll help as well...be here at night round midnight and such."

Matt Savage: *Grins as he heads for the door* We're all secretly invading. I'll be back soon *He glances round and looks to Johnny* Want me to pick up anything?

Johnny Shotgun: "Get some food ese. And...some books. Pointdexter books for Five to read."

Michelle Morgan: She looks at Sam. "Home?"

Tansy: She stands up and dusts off her jeans. "I have a few errandsto run but I will be back tonight. " he sighs and shakes her head "I am just one busy person."

Matt Savage: *Nods quickly* No problem, I'll be back soon *Then he nods to the others* Catch ya later *Before he slips away* ((And that's it for me, long drive in the morning myself. That's for the RP all))

Matt Savage: (Thanks rather)

Johnny Shotgun: ((Thanks all this is a good place to stop))

Samantha Jacobs: "Yeah." She says to Michelle.

Samantha Jacobs: ((Ennnndd))

Tansy: ((Yep thanks for the RP...))

Michelle Morgan: ((FTB. Thanks for rp, all!!))