From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Sat May 1 08:46:47 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) -- was To Visit the Sick In-Reply-To: <20040430145839.95044.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040501074647.68524.qmail@web25201.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Meg scanned the room, then took a chair near the > wall and the door. She seated herself so that her > back was protected and she had a clear view of all > entrances into the room. She smiled at Callum > sheepishly. "It's a cop thing," she said. > > When he had seated himself, she looked him directly. > "Ok, talk. What happened out there? You guys were > giving me some major guilty cloak-and-daggar type > looks. Just tell me. I can deal." "Meg" He had intended to play this very slowly, but listening to her, decided that beating about the bush, would really not help the situation. "I was very concerned about you last night, we all were, you were dying in front of my eyes. I'd tried CPR and it was keeping you alive, but you were in a very bad way." he looked into her big beautiful eyes, so that he could gauge her reaction and try to limit the damage. "Natalia healed you, with some kind of spell, but in the process some of my energy went into you, because I tried to stop her, because she seemed to be really hurting you." He had thought about glossing over the whys and wherefores but thought he should really come clean from the beginning. If he was to stand any chance with this woman he thought she's prefer honesty from the get-go. "And you see the thing is Meg, that I'm lycan. and none of us know how that's going to affect you. In trying to protect you when you were lying there vulnerable and so very badly hurt, I may have irrevocably changed you. We'll know for sure in the next couple of days. I'm so very sorry." He looked at her intently then... Tag Meg. ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at direqlearn.org Sat May 1 09:51:48 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <1083401508.19342.90.camel@localhost> "Oh course, be my guest," Jessie said. "It's a little messy, but just move things aside to make some room. Keep them in the same piles, though. There's some method to the madness in there." After the two had left Jay looked at his fiance, and then at Natalia. The tray with their breakfast was standing almost forgotten in the corner. "Jessie, I think sit down, have some breakfast, this looks set to become a long day." He smiled, he wasn't one to ask favours easilly, he was more the kind to offer them. "And maybe hand me my plate as well please, I'm starving, and well I can't move." He looked back at Natalia. "What brought you to the battle last night ? Don't get me wrong, we're very grateful you were there, but how did you know we would need you ?" tags From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 1 11:53:24 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) -- was To Visit the Sick In-Reply-To: <20040501074647.68524.qmail@web25201.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040501105324.31880.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>"Meg" He had intended to play this very slowly, but listening to her, decided that beating about the bush, would really not help the situation. "I was very concerned about you last night, we all were, you were dying in front of my eyes. I'd tried CPR and it was keeping you alive, but you were in a very bad way." he looked into her big beautiful eyes, so that he could gauge her reaction and try to limit the damage. "Natalia healed you, with some kind of spell, but in the process some of my energy went into you, because I tried to stop her, because she seemed to be really hurting you." He had thought about glossing over the whys and wherefores but thought he should really come clean from the beginning. If he was to stand any chance with this woman he thought she's prefer honesty from the get-go. "And you see the thing is Meg, that I'm lycan. and none of us know how that's going to affect you. In trying to protect you when you were lying there vulnerable and so very badly hurt, I may have irrevocably changed you. We'll know for sure in the next couple of days. I'm so very sorry." He looked at her intently then... << Well, she'd asked for it. The news took a little time to sink in, though. She sat there, digesting all that Callum had said. "There was a lot of pain...for about a minute. I could feel bones shifting and healing themselves. I did die, you know. At least, I was...in between, sort of. This might sound weird, but I was my grandparents. They told me I had to go back, that I wasn't finished. There was another woman, too. I'm not sure, but I think she was with Marie." She ran a hand through her short hair, a nervous habit. "I really wanted to die. I just wanted to be over. I think the CPR was when I got yanked back in my body. I was drifting in and out before that Natalie woman showed up." Meg looked into his eyes then. "I can't blame you for what you did. I mean...you saved my life. You tried to protect me from someone you thought was trying to hurt me. I'd be a pretty rotten person if I blew up at you for that. Now, I'm not saying that it's been a lifelong dream to be a werewolf, but still...I was to the point where I was going to ask one of you to turn me anyway if that lady hadn't shown up, " She grinned. "So, I may be a werewolf." Her hand ran through her hair again. "I guess that explains a lot of things. The change in meat tastes. The weird dreams I was having when I was asleep..." She was amazed she was taking it so calmly. Once she was alone, and the shock wore off, she thought she might react differently. But for now, she had to stay calm. Tag Callum From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 1 11:56:59 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <1083401508.19342.90.camel@localhost> Message-ID: <20040501105659.45454.qmail@web40507.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Oh course, be my guest," Jessie said. "It's a little messy, but just move things aside to make some room. Keep them in the same piles, though. There's some method to the madness in there." After the two had left Jay looked at his fiance, and then at Natalia. The tray with their breakfast was standing almost forgotten in the corner. "Jessie, I think sit down, have some breakfast, this looks set to become a long day." He smiled, he wasn't one to ask favours easilly, he was more the kind to offer them. "And maybe hand me my plate as well please, I'm starving, and well I can't move."<< Jessie brought his tray over and set it up on the tray, then adjusted the bed so that he could eat. She kept herself, and her food, slightly away from Jay and Natalia so that they could talk. She was close enough to hear, but far enough away not to be seen as interfering. >>He looked back at Natalia. "What brought you to the battle last night ? Don't get me wrong, we're very grateful you were there, but how did you know we would need you ?"<< tags OOC: Um...didn't Natalia leave the room? From jenarey at comcast.net Sat May 1 14:42:21 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050120041342.3007.4093A93D000D75E400000BBF2200750784FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> He looked back at Natalia. "What brought you to the battle last night ? Don't get me wrong, we're very grateful you were there, but how did you know we would need you ?" Natalia paused, tilting her head to one side. "Because I was called. Apparently your band of fighters has something to do with my task in New York." She shrugged a little. "That tends to comes with showing up in the right place at the right time." ooc: No. She was just edging towards the door. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Sat May 1 18:11:38 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050120041342.3007.4093A93D000D75E400000BBF2200750784FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050120041342.3007.4093A93D000D75E400000BBF2200750784FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083431498.1207.4.camel@localhost> On Sat, 2004-05-01 at 15:42, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > He looked back at Natalia. "What brought you to the battle last night ? Don't get me wrong, we're very grateful you were there, but how did you know we would need you ?" > > Natalia paused, tilting her head to one side. "Because I was called. Apparently your band of fighters has something to do with my task in New York." She shrugged a little. "That tends to comes with showing up in the right place at the right time." > "Task ? Sounds mysterious. But I won't bother you too much about the details unless you feel like sharing. Thing is though, knowing somebody like you, in our line of work, sounds very, very valuable. And obviously we reward those who are good to us, have you met the commander ?" He paused for a moment. "And is there any chance you could help me ? Half the staff is going to be out of comission tonight, Shindra was stupid last night, if she had come tonight, she'd find half of us in wereform, and a large part of the rest recovering from the battle. Others may be smarter, I need to be ready tonight, I cannot endanger Jessie." tags From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Sun May 2 00:43:55 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) -- was To Visit the Sick In-Reply-To: <20040501105324.31880.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040501234355.46876.qmail@web25209.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Well, she'd asked for it. The news took a little > time to sink in, though. She sat there, digesting > all that Callum had said. > > "There was a lot of pain...for about a minute. I > could feel bones shifting and healing themselves. I > did die, you know. At least, I was...in between, > sort of. This might sound weird, but I was my > grandparents. They told me I had to go back, that I > wasn't finished. There was another woman, too. I'm > not sure, but I think she was with Marie." > > She ran a hand through her short hair, a nervous > habit. "I really wanted to die. I just wanted to > be over. I think the CPR was when I got yanked back > in my body. I was drifting in and out before that > Natalie woman showed up." > > Meg looked into his eyes then. "I can't blame you > for what you did. I mean...you saved my life. You > tried to protect me from someone you thought was > trying to hurt me. I'd be a pretty rotten person if > I blew up at you for that. Now, I'm not saying that > it's been a lifelong dream to be a werewolf, but > still...I was to the point where I was going to ask > one of you to turn me anyway if that lady hadn't > shown up, " She grinned. > > "So, I may be a werewolf." Her hand ran through her > hair again. "I guess that explains a lot of things. > The change in meat tastes. The weird dreams I was > having when I was asleep..." > > She was amazed she was taking it so calmly. Once > she was alone, and the shock wore off, she thought > she might react differently. But for now, she had > to stay calm. Callum was astonished how calmly she was taking this. He knew that sooner or later the calmness would probably evaporate and she would be left bereft for her human self. He could only be there for her at that point and help her as much as he could. He walked round the desk from the doorway and leant again the desk and placed his hand over hers. "I am so very sorry, I never meant this to happen to you. I'm not sure what I would have done if you had asked me to turn you. I'm not sure I could have done that. But please Meg believe me when I say that I will be here for you. The full moon starts tonight. You may or may not turn tonight, but let me help you. I feel responsible for you. That's not to say I dinna think you can handle yourself, but the change is very difficult to go through alone, at least the first time." That was the longest speech he thought he'd ever made in his life. He thought back to how it had been for him. He wouldn't want that for anyone and especially for this woman, who he recognised he had serious feeling for already and he'd only known her for a few hours, none of which had been easy. He squeezed her hand, "Please let me help you, for both our sakes?" Tag Meg ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sun May 2 01:36:19 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040501234355.46876.qmail@web25209.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040502003619.78880.qmail@web40509.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>Callum was astonished how calmly she was taking this. He knew that sooner or later the calmness would probably evaporate and she would be left bereft for her human self. He could only be there for her at that point and help her as much as he could. He walked round the desk from the doorway and leant again the desk and placed his hand over hers. "I am so very sorry, I never meant this to happen to you. I'm not sure what I would have done if you had asked me to turn you. I'm not sure I could have done that. But please Meg believe me when I say that I will be here for you. The full moon starts tonight. You may or may not turn tonight, but let me help you. I feel responsible for you. That's not to say I dinna think you can handle yourself, but the change is very difficult to go through alone, at least the first time." That was the longest speech he thought he'd ever made in his life. He thought back to how it had been for him. He wouldn't want that for anyone and especially for this woman, who he recognised he had serious feeling for already and he'd only known her for a few hours, none of which had been easy. He squeezed her hand, "Please let me help you, for both our sakes?" << Meg looked down at his hand on hers. It made her slightly uncomfortable, but she didn't pull away. There was strength there, she could tell that. "I've never been one to turn down help when it's offered, and I think I'm going to need it now. Yeah, I could use your help." She leaned back in her chair and sighed. Her nerves were starting to fray just a little. Not too bad yet, but it would be soon. "So, you're a werewolf. Can I ask you something? Do you...dream? About being a wolf? About hunting, and killing?" Tag Callum From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Sun May 2 17:47:50 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040502003619.78880.qmail@web40509.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040502164750.86202.qmail@web25207.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > He squeezed her hand, "Please let me help you, for > both our sakes?" << > > Meg looked down at his hand on hers. It made her > slightly uncomfortable, but she didn't pull away. > There was strength there, she could tell that. > > "I've never been one to turn down help when it's > offered, and I think I'm going to need it now. > Yeah, I could use your help." > > She leaned back in her chair and sighed. Her nerves > were starting to fray just a little. Not too bad > yet, but it would be soon. > > "So, you're a werewolf. Can I ask you something? > Do you...dream? About being a wolf? About hunting, > and killing?" > Callum released her hand, but stayed perched upon the desk, close enough to support her, but trying not to intimidate her. He really wasn't sure what to tell her. Should he be honest? Should he describe in blinding clarity the nightmares that he woke up screaming from, when he was the one ripping out his father's throat? That would just make it worse for her. She looked like a tough cookie on the outside, but he was frightened of scratching below the veneer of control she was showing. She was going to find it tough enough when she allowed her feelings in. He really couldn't add to that. "Yes I have, I dream about my wolf form, and of running through the forest. We have beautiful forests in Scotland. I often go walking in the Pentland hills. I see them at night, in the moonlight. Did you dream last night then Hen?" Tag Meg ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 02:53:18 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040502164750.86202.qmail@web25207.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040503015318.86855.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>Callum released her hand, but stayed perched upon the desk, close enough to support her, but trying not to intimidate her. He really wasn't sure what to tell her. Should he be honest? Should he describe in blinding clarity the nightmares that he woke up screaming from, when he was the one ripping out his father's throat? That would just make it worse for her. She looked like a tough cookie on the outside, but he was frightened of scratching below the veneer of control she was showing. She was going to find it tough enough when she allowed her feelings in. He really couldn't add to that. "Yes I have, I dream about my wolf form, and of running through the forest. We have beautiful forests in Scotland. I often go walking in the Pentland hills. I see them at night, in the moonlight. Did you dream last night then Hen?" << "Yeah...all while I was sleeping from that healing spell. First I was hunting deer, out in the hill country near Fort Hood. That's in Texas. I was there briefly, for some combat training. It was weird. I was...I was me, but I wasn't me. There was a wolf hunting, but I could feel me inside it. I was taking down deer, and ripping out their throats. Worst thing was, I was enjoying it. I was repulsed, but at the same time..." She gulped, then continued. "Then there was another wolf there, a male. We hunted together for a while. Somehow we had moved to a different place. Somewhere colder. We were hunting bigger deer, taking them down together, eating our fill. Then...then we made love." Her face turned red, the blush creeping up her neck. "It wasn't...it wasn't like you'd think, with two dogs just going at it, you know? There was a...a connection there. A union of souls. Probably sounds dumb, I know. "Then I was alone again. I was on a little island in the Pacific, a place where I'd had done some training. My unit was there, but they were being attacked. At first I was going after bad guys -- jumping them, taking them out. They'd shoot me, but it didn't stop me. Then...when the bad guys were gone...I turned on my buddies." Tears were streaming down Meg's face. "I knew those guys. They were my friends. I...I didn't want to, but...Oh, God!" She laid her head on her arms. The tears continued to flow, but she made no sound. Tag Callum From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 05:09:52 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320040409.15707.4095C610000C995400003D5B2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "Task ? Sounds mysterious. But I won't bother you too much about the details unless you feel like sharing. Thing is though, knowing somebody like you, in our line of work, sounds very, very valuable. And obviously we reward those who are good to us, have you met the commander ?" He paused for a moment. "And is there any chance you could help me ? Half the staff is going to be out of comission tonight, Shindra was stupid last night, if she had come tonight, she'd find half of us in wereform, and a large part of the rest recovering from the battle. Others may be smarter, I need to be ready tonight, I cannot endanger Jessie." The barage of questions, musing and information brought a faint smile to Natalia's lips and she shrugged gently. "I've seen the commander briefly. He was gushing from a rather sizeable hole at the moment so we didn't talk in depth." She looked Jay over again before nodding slowly. "I can help you...though it comes at a cost. I've used many of my reserves to assist Meg." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 05:53:02 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320040409.15707.4095C610000C995400003D5B2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040503045302.74354.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: <<"Task ? Sounds mysterious. But I won't bother you too much about the details unless you feel like sharing. Thing is though, knowing somebody like you, in our line of work, sounds very, very valuable. And obviously we reward those who are good to us, have you met the commander ?" He paused for a moment. "And is there any chance you could help me ? Half the staff is going to be out of comission tonight, Shindra was stupid last night, if she had come tonight, she'd find half of us in wereform, and a large part of the rest recovering from the battle. Others may be smarter, I need to be ready tonight, I cannot endanger Jessie." The barage of questions, musing and information brought a faint smile to Natalia's lips and she shrugged gently. "I've seen the commander briefly. He was gushing from a rather sizeable hole at the moment so we didn't talk in depth." She looked Jay over again before nodding slowly. "I can help you...though it comes at a cost. I've used many of my reserves to assist Meg.">> "What cost would that be?" Jessie asked. This woman was beginning to concern her. They knew so little about her! Maybe her possibly changing Meg into a werewolf was an accident, as she said. But what if she was a spy? Tag Jay, Natalia From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 07:25:53 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320040625.1242.4095E5F10009613B000004DA2200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > He began to blush, but realised she was only teasing before it got passed his neck. ~Very well then, tease her back.~ He leaned over the table, and whispered in her ear "What makes you think I'll try to convince you ? Just so long as when I show you mine..." he let it trail of as he got out of the chair and held his hand out to her once more. "Shall we be off then ?" he asked at a more normal volume. Marie chuckled as she accepted the escort. "All about the equal opportunity, mmm?" The words were innocent enough for those that hadn't heard the first comments, and she was fairly certain neither of them was entirely serious. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. At least...she thought they weren't. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 07:34:45 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320040625.1242.4095E5F10009613B000004DA2200761438FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320040625.1242.4095E5F10009613B000004DA2200761438FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083566085.9869.12.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-03 at 08:25, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He began to blush, but realised she was only teasing before it got passed his neck. ~Very well then, tease her back.~ He leaned over the table, and whispered in her ear "What makes you think I'll try to convince you ? Just so long as when I show you mine..." he let it trail of as he got out of the chair and held his hand out to her once more. "Shall we be off then ?" he asked at a more normal volume. > > Marie chuckled as she accepted the escort. "All about the equal opportunity, mmm?" The words were innocent enough for those that hadn't heard the first comments, and she was fairly certain neither of them was entirely serious. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye. At least...she thought they weren't. Morganis held to his resolve. He knew she had been teasing, but even 'tease' could be a double-entendre, and he had never been really good at knowing when to take which meaning with those. Well there was only one option here that offered any kind of dignity either way. Don't presume she was actually flirting, but don't rule it out either. Play along, subtly and see what she does. Leading her through the big double swing doors they got to the foot of the stairs. "A Southern belle, the foot of a staircase and a gentleman... is it just me or is there something mighty familiar about this here scene... or should I perhaps just not give a damn." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 07:41:29 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320040641.29490.4095E9990001E48E000073322200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Leading her through the big double swing doors they got to the foot of the stairs. "A Southern belle, the foot of a staircase and a gentleman... is it just me or is there something mighty familiar about this here scene... or should I perhaps just not give a damn." Marie laughed, shaking her head. She pushed her hair back over her shoulder, her forearm taking the opportunity to reminder her it was hurt and she could use a painkiller. "I do think, dear Rhett, that there are just a few more stairs involved in this case. Like about four flights. Somehow I think getting down them was easier." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 07:57:20 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320040641.29490.4095E9990001E48E000073322200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320040641.29490.4095E9990001E48E000073322200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083567439.9873.25.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-03 at 08:41, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Leading her through the big double swing doors they got to the foot of the stairs. "A Southern belle, the foot of a staircase and a gentleman... is it just me or is there something mighty familiar about this here scene... or should I perhaps just not give a damn." > > Marie laughed, shaking her head. She pushed her hair back over her shoulder, her forearm taking the opportunity to reminder her it was hurt and she could use a painkiller. "I do think, dear Rhett, that there are just a few more stairs involved in this case. Like about four flights. Somehow I think getting down them was easier." "Well I might have flown you up Scarlet. But perhaps that would be taking silliness a little to far." He noticed the tiny flinch in her arm. "Need CPR ?" he added with a smile. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 08:54:21 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <20040503045302.74354.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040503045302.74354.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083570861.9869.34.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-03 at 06:53, Kathy Perkins wrote: > jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > <<"Task ? Sounds mysterious. But I won't bother you too much about the details unless you feel like sharing. Thing is though, knowing somebody like you, in our line of work, sounds very, very valuable. And obviously we reward those who are good to us, have you met the commander ?" He paused for a moment. "And is there any chance you could help me ? Half the staff is going to be out of comission tonight, Shindra was stupid last night, if she had come tonight, she'd find half of us in wereform, and a large part of the rest recovering from the battle. Others may be smarter, I need to be ready tonight, I cannot endanger Jessie." > > The barage of questions, musing and information brought a faint smile to Natalia's lips and she shrugged gently. "I've seen the commander briefly. He was gushing from a rather sizeable hole at the moment so we didn't talk in depth." She looked Jay over again before nodding slowly. "I can help you...though it comes at a cost. I've used many of my reserves to assist Meg.">> > > "What cost would that be?" Jessie asked. This woman was beginning to concern her. They knew so little about her! Maybe her possibly changing Meg into a werewolf was an accident, as she said. But what if she was a spy? Jay wasn't entirely sure about Natalia. It just seemed a little too convenient. But he was also worried about being laid up, it left him useless if the woman he loved needed him. So he was willing to give her the benifit of the doubt for a moment. "I am rather curious about that myself, what kind of cost ?" he asked slowly. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 09:04:56 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying favours [tag Joy] Message-ID: <1083571496.9871.46.camel@DS9> Sullivan was dressed, he had opted for a light white flannel suit today. For all his attempts to be a casual dresser, somehow the commander just never really could stop being essentially an elegant person. He had some things to do now. He decided to start off with the one that looked set to be the most difficult. He headed to the store-room, rummaged through the boxes of weapons retrieved by the clean-up crew, and found three guns among them. He didn't have to ask whose they were. There was something unmistakable about that. Then he carried them up with him to the infirmary. He walked past Natalia, nodding curtly to the stranger, and giving a quick greeting to Jay. "May I see you're other patient Doctor. I won't tire her out or put her under any stress, but I do need to discuss some things with her." She agreed, but her face made it obvious that she would hold him to those conditions, then he left the three of them alone, walked over to the bed where the girl was lying and pulled the curtains around it before sitting in the chair next to her. He had only had a brief talk with Alex, who filled him in on some of what had happened the previous night, and where this girl, Joy, fitted into things. He placed the guns on the table next to her, and gently touched her shoulder, rousing her softly. "Joy, my name is Commander Jethro Sullivan, I brought you back your guns. My staff tells me you were very heroic last night. And somewhat upset later on. Would you like to talk about it." His voice was soft and caring, almost hypnotically so. It was a voice that inspired confidence, and trust. A voice that said, let the stricken come to me, and I will protect them. Jethro needed no special talent to sound like that, it was perhaps the most honest tone he could muster. tag Joy -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 14:52:13 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041352.29600.40964E8C000F328C000073A02200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> >"What cost would that be?" Jessie asked. This woman was beginning to concern her. They knew so little about her! Maybe her possibly changing Meg into a werewolf was an accident, as she said. But what if she was a spy? > Jay wasn't entirely sure about Natalia. It just seemed a little too convenient. But he was also worried about being laid up, it left him useless if the woman he loved needed him. So he was willing to give her the benifit of the doubt for a moment. "I am rather curious about that myself, what kind of cost ?" he asked slowly. Natalia looked between the two, a slight amusement rising through her. "You don't trust me." Her lips twitched in a smile. "Good. Never trust anyone so quickly. It's healthy. As for the cost I mentioned, it's simple. My spell is based on energy manipulation and transfer. I can draw energy from the world when I meditate and store it up for such things, or I can draw energy from my own life force or that of others, like what happened with your Callum. To bring Meg back took a good part of my reserves, which I will require time to work back up. If I just rip energy from the world it tends to imbalance things. Last time I worked too fast I got struck by lightning. Which does, in fact, hurt like hell. So to heal you without taking meditation time I would need assistance from someone willing to donate energy. It will not hurt them, just leave them a little tired and ready for a good meal." From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 15:02:46 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320041402.19584.40965106000DD62100004C802200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Well I might have flown you up Scarlet. But perhaps that would be taking silliness a little to far." He noticed the tiny flinch in her arm. "Need CPR ?" he added with a smile. "Mmm...I'm sure whoever watches the security cameras on the stairs is already amused by how we got down them. Much less how we get back to the top." She chuckled as he asked about the CPR, moving towards the stairs. "Are you offering?" It was dangerous to play like this. At any moment they could call each other on the flirting and who knows what madness or yelling would ensue...but for now. Well...it was admittedly fun. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 15:15:39 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320041402.19584.40965106000DD62100004C802200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041402.19584.40965106000DD62100004C802200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083593739.12609.5.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-03 at 16:02, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Well I might have flown you up Scarlet. But perhaps that would be taking silliness a little to far." He noticed the tiny flinch in her arm. "Need CPR ?" he added with a smile. > > "Mmm...I'm sure whoever watches the security cameras on the stairs is already amused by how we got down them. Much less how we get back to the top." She chuckled as he asked about the CPR, moving towards the stairs. "Are you offering?" It was dangerous to play like this. At any moment they could call each other on the flirting and who knows what madness or yelling would ensue...but for now. Well...it was admittedly fun. He grinned, he was a little apprehensive, but they did say that that thing about faint hearts and fair ladies. Of course, in Morganis' experience, "they" talked too much. For the moment at least, he wanted to play some more. "Well now what kind of hero would I be if I didn't offer CPR to an injured person ? Especially a defenceless young woman. Even if she is a lot less defenceless than she appears." A sly grin played over his features. "Of course if you were a guy, I would just offer you a band-aid for that one... but your not and feminism for all it's virtues, cannot change everything." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 3 15:16:47 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041352.29600.40964E8C000F328C000073A02200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041352.29600.40964E8C000F328C000073A02200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083593807.12609.7.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-03 at 15:52, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > >"What cost would that be?" Jessie asked. This woman was beginning to concern her. They knew so little about her! Maybe her possibly changing Meg into a werewolf was an accident, as she said. But what if she was a spy? > > > Jay wasn't entirely sure about Natalia. It just seemed a little too convenient. But he was also worried about being laid up, it left him useless if the woman he loved needed him. So he was willing to give her the benifit of the doubt for a moment. "I am rather curious about that myself, what kind of cost ?" he asked slowly. > > Natalia looked between the two, a slight amusement rising through her. "You don't trust me." Her lips twitched in a smile. "Good. Never trust anyone so quickly. It's healthy. As for the cost I mentioned, it's simple. My spell is based on energy manipulation and transfer. I can draw energy from the world when I meditate and store it up for such things, or I can draw energy from my own life force or that of others, like what happened with your Callum. To bring Meg back took a good part of my reserves, which I will require time to work back up. If I just rip energy from the world it tends to imbalance things. Last time I worked too fast I got struck by lightning. Which does, in fact, hurt like hell. So to heal you without taking meditation time I would need assistance from someone willing to donate energy. It will not hurt them, just leave them a little tired and ready for a good meal." "So it's not a procedure my medical insurance will cover then." Jay said dryly. "And if we're nervous about trusting, well it aint nuffin personal, it comes with the job." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 16:25:24 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041525.20434.409664640003DA1000004FD22200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "So it's not a procedure my medical insurance will cover then." Jay said dryly. "And if we're nervous about trusting, well it aint nuffin personal, it comes with the job." "Insurance won't touch it, but it comes with a money back guarentee." Natalia's tones were wry. "And unless you're Meg with a rib piercing your spleen, it doesn't hurt much." She waved him off as he spoke about trust. "Nervous is better. It keeps you alive longer. I've been in the business long enough to know that and I find that taking offense just leads to trouble anyway." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 16:45:38 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041525.20434.409664640003DA1000004FD22200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041525.20434.409664640003DA1000004FD22200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405031745.38237.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 17:25, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "So it's not a procedure my medical insurance will cover then." Jay said > > dryly. "And if we're nervous about trusting, well it aint nuffin > > personal, it comes with the job." > > "Insurance won't touch it, but it comes with a money back guarentee." > Natalia's tones were wry. "And unless you're Meg with a rib piercing your > spleen, it doesn't hurt much." She waved him off as he spoke about trust. > "Nervous is better. It keeps you alive longer. I've been in the business > long enough to know that and I find that taking offense just leads to > trouble anyway." "Well either way thanks for helping her. I would gladly have offered to pay you for the service but, well I cannot ask another to pay my bills as it were. " Jay lay back. "I'll just settle for some more traditional medicine. At least I know my doctor is excellent at her job." he gave a smile toward Jessie. tags From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 17:38:59 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <200405031745.38237.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040503163859.47740.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: On Monday 03 May 2004 17:25, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "So it's not a procedure my medical insurance will cover then." Jay said > > dryly. "And if we're nervous about trusting, well it aint nuffin > > personal, it comes with the job." > > "Insurance won't touch it, but it comes with a money back guarentee." > Natalia's tones were wry. "And unless you're Meg with a rib piercing your > spleen, it doesn't hurt much." She waved him off as he spoke about trust. > "Nervous is better. It keeps you alive longer. I've been in the business > long enough to know that and I find that taking offense just leads to > trouble anyway." >>"Well either way thanks for helping her. I would gladly have offered to pay you for the service but, well I cannot ask another to pay my bills as it were. " Jay lay back. "I'll just settle for some more traditional medicine. At least I know my doctor is excellent at her job." he gave a smile toward Jessie.<< Jessie looked hesitantly at Jay, then at Natalia. "Jay...I think I'd rather have you healed up. You have an irritating tendency to not follow my advice regarding rest. If you will heal him, Natalia, I will give some of my energy. We'll need him at full strength tonight." She put a hand to Jay's lips before he could protest. "I owe you my life many times over. Let me do this, ok?" Tag Jay, Natalia From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 18:21:57 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041721.4612.40967FB500087908000012042200750784FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Jessie looked hesitantly at Jay, then at Natalia. "Jay...I think I'd rather have you healed up. You have an irritating tendency to not follow my advice regarding rest. If you will heal him, Natalia, I will give some of my energy. We'll need him at full strength tonight." > She put a hand to Jay's lips before he could protest. "I owe you my life many times over. Let me do this, ok?" Natalia looked between the two. "It's upto the two of you. The other option is to give me a couple days to bring my stores back up. I'm willing to assist, but I don't want you bickering with each other over it later." Her words were dry. "I refuse to get in trouble for causing a tiff in paradise." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 18:41:47 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041721.4612.40967FB500087908000012042200750784FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041721.4612.40967FB500087908000012042200750784FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405031941.47235.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > > > She put a hand to Jay's lips before he could protest. "I owe you my life > > many times over. Let me do this, ok?" > > Natalia looked between the two. "It's upto the two of you. The other > option is to give me a couple days to bring my stores back up. I'm willing > to assist, but I don't want you bickering with each other over it later." > Her words were dry. "I refuse to get in trouble for causing a tiff in > paradise." _______________________________________________ > Jay looked from the one to the other. "Very well then, so be it. Jessie, you know I would not have asked you for this but I will accept your offer - if you are sure about everything." his eyes played subtly toward her, a lovers signal. His message he hoped was clear, he would let her do it, if she trusted Natalia enough. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 18:49:08 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <200405031941.47235.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040503174908.18692.qmail@web40509.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: > > Natalia looked between the two. "It's upto the two of you. The other > option is to give me a couple days to bring my stores back up. I'm willing > to assist, but I don't want you bickering with each other over it later." > Her words were dry. "I refuse to get in trouble for causing a tiff in > paradise." >>Jay looked from the one to the other. "Very well then, so be it. Jessie, you know I would not have asked you for this but I will accept your offer - if you are sure about everything." his eyes played subtly toward her, a lovers signal. His message he hoped was clear, he would let her do it, if she trusted Natalia enough.<< Jessie nodded. "I'm sure. So, do we need to go back to the infirmary, or can we do it here?" Tag Natalia From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 19:17:48 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041817.20897.40968CCC0000E3DC000051A12200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Jessie nodded. "I'm sure. So, do we need to go back to the infirmary, or can we do it here?" "Here is fine." Natalia moved over by the couple. She tugged thin leather gloves off of her fingers, tucking the gloves into her belt. Bizarre silver tatoos chased around the back and wrist of her hands, the symbols seeming to move on their own if they were stared at for too long. "And this time it should be easy. It's always much simpler when it's not a rushed process. The difference between planned surgery and trauma, if you will." The Russian woman offered her hand, palm up, to Jessie. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 19:23:39 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041817.20897.40968CCC0000E3DC000051A12200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040503182339.2881.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>"Here is fine." Natalia moved over by the couple. She tugged thin leather gloves off of her fingers, tucking the gloves into her belt. Bizarre silver tatoos chased around the back and wrist of her hands, the symbols seeming to move on their own if they were stared at for too long. "And this time it should be easy. It's always much simpler when it's not a rushed process. The difference between planned surgery and trauma, if you will." The Russian woman offered her hand, palm up, to Jessie. << Jessie started at the moving symbols. They were mesmerizing! She shook her head to clear it. "Sorry," she said, then took Natalia's hand. She didn't ask questions, not wanting to disturb the woman's concentration. Tag Natalia, Jay From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 19:31:35 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041817.20897.40968CCC0000E3DC000051A12200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041817.20897.40968CCC0000E3DC000051A12200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032031.35873.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 20:17, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Jessie nodded. "I'm sure. So, do we need to go back to the infirmary, > > or can we do it here?" > > "Here is fine." Natalia moved over by the couple. She tugged thin leather > gloves off of her fingers, tucking the gloves into her belt. Bizarre > silver tatoos chased around the back and wrist of her hands, the symbols > seeming to move on their own if they were stared at for too long. "And > this time it should be easy. It's always much simpler when it's not a > rushed process. The difference between planned surgery and trauma, if you > will." The Russian woman offered her hand, palm up, to Jessie. > "Well here goes nuffin" Jay said simply. He had faced mortal danger nearly every night for most of his adult life. But now he was nervous, it wasn't just that he had no means of controlling things, in the world he had lived in, that was the case more often than not. It was the fact that he was recently engaged to the woman of his dreams, and suddenly he felt a lot more apprehensive toward danger. If courage was called for, he would answer, for Jessie's sake but he hated seeking it out. He just hoped this woman was as good as she said, and as honest as she looked. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 19:41:51 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041841.5490.4096926E000E77D7000015722200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Jessie started at the moving symbols. They were mesmerizing! She shook her head to clear it. "Sorry," she said, then took Natalia's hand. She didn't ask questions, not wanting to disturb the woman's concentration. "Well here goes nuffin" Jay said simply. He had faced mortal danger nearly every night for most of his adult life. But now he was nervous, it wasn't just that he had no means of controlling things, in the world he had lived in, that was the case more often than not. It was the fact that he was recently engaged to the woman of his dreams, and suddenly he felt a lot more apprehensive toward danger. If courage was called for, he would answer, for Jessie's sake but he hated seeking it out. He just hoped this woman was as good as she said, and as honest as she looked. Natalia chuckled softly. "Don't be sorry. I spent hours just staring at them when they first appeared and sometimes they still catch me by surprise, even after all this time." As her hand closed over Jessie's a warmth slid from her flesh to slip along the doctor's form, as gentle and comforting as being wrapped in Jay's embrace. "Just relax. It's just going to feel warm to you." Her other hand came to rest just over Jay's chest, the symbols darkening to the color of heart's blood. "There will be a some pain at first, as everything realigns, but all of that will go away quickly." She fell silent and the amulet against her chest took on a soft glow as she called on the combination of her energies and Jessie's, all wrapped in powers as old as the earth. The pain that came to Jay was much more controlled than it had been in Meg. Unlike Meg's situation this wasn't a life and death healing, which gave Natalia time to work more gently and didn't require coaxing bone out of his innards. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 19:50:57 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041841.5490.4096926E000E77D7000015722200750330FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040503185057.76903.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Natalia chuckled softly. "Don't be sorry. I spent hours just staring at them when they first appeared and sometimes they still catch me by surprise, even after all this time." As her hand closed over Jessie's a warmth slid from her flesh to slip along the doctor's form, as gentle and comforting as being wrapped in Jay's embrace. "Just relax. It's just going to feel warm to you." Her other hand came to rest just over Jay's chest, the symbols darkening to the color of heart's blood. "There will be a some pain at first, as everything realigns, but all of that will go away quickly." She fell silent and the amulet against her chest took on a soft glow as she called on the combination of her energies and Jessie's, all wrapped in powers as old as the earth. The pain that came to Jay was much more controlled than it had been in Meg. Unlike Meg's situation this wasn't a life and death healing, which gave Natalia time to work more gently and didn't require coaxing bone out of! his innards.<< Jessie didn't even have time to react when the warmth hit her. She relaxed instantly, feeling comforted by it. She was feeling a little weaker, and she did hope that the healing didn't take too much energy, but she wasn't going to complain at this point. As long as Jay was all right, that was all that mattered. Tag Natalia, Jay From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 20:00:26 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320041900.28827.409696CA000027CD0000709B2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> A sly grin played over his features. "Of course if you were a guy, I would just offer you a band-aid for that one... but your not and feminism for all it's virtues, cannot change everything." Marie made a soft derisive noise, amused. "If I were a guy we likely wouldn't be having this conversation at all. Heroic as it would be I'm still not sure how much good CPR would do for a bruised forearm." Which was lucky to be a bruise and not removal of the limb. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 20:02:21 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <20040503185057.76903.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040503185057.76903.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405032102.21776.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 20:50, Kathy Perkins wrote: > Jessie didn't even have time to react when the warmth hit her. She relaxed > instantly, feeling comforted by it. She was feeling a little weaker, and > she did hope that the healing didn't take too much energy, but she wasn't > going to complain at this point. As long as Jay was all right, that was > all that mattered. Jay had, had dislocated shoulders before. He knew what it felt like when they were popped back. This felt similar in many ways, except of course it wasn't a quick snapping thing, and it was in many parts of his body at once. Yet much like having a dislocated shoulder there was that very simple sense that this pain, was getting rid of bigger pain. He groaned a little. It still hurt, not nearly enough as most things he expect to face in a battle, but there at least he has adrenaline to numb him. Still it wasn't that bad, and he could almost feel himself healing. Feel the slight tug as the wound in his leg closed. It was like pulling a no-longer usefull scab off, and revealing the freshly grown skin underneath. tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 20:10:54 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320041900.28827.409696CA000027CD0000709B2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041900.28827.409696CA000027CD0000709B2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032110.54248.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 21:00, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > A sly grin played over his features. "Of course if you were a guy, I would > just offer you a band-aid for that one... but your not and feminism for all > it's virtues, cannot change everything." > > Marie made a soft derisive noise, amused. "If I were a guy we likely > wouldn't be having this conversation at all. Heroic as it would be I'm > still not sure how much good CPR would do for a bruised forearm." Which > was lucky to be a bruise and not removal of the limb. > "You know you're right, if you were a guy, we definitely wouldn't be having this conversation. On your other question, well that's simple, it can take your mind entirely off the fact that you HAVE bruised forearm. I'm out of practice though, but I'm pretty sure I can at least cause a mild distraction." Still the grin played on his features. Scary ? As hell. Fun ? As heaven. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 20:16:10 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320041916.22458.40969A79000C7EF2000057BA2200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Natalia closed her eyes as she continued to work. She'd been asked before what the process was like on her side and she'd never been able to describe it well. She could almost literally see the energy lines and the injuries at a near cellular level, which all superimposed themselves over her physical vision of the real world. It could get disorienting. She was careful as she pulled from Jessie not to take too much. She didn't wish to leave the doctor feeling like a newborn kitten either. It was a balancing act between what Jay required, what Jessie could easily give, the stores she carried within herself and the draw on the surrounding world. She was going ot have a headache later, but decided against mentioning anything. After a time the pain cleared, making way for only warmth and for a moment an link of awareness between Jessie and Jay, connecting at an intimate level where, for an instant, they could almost see through each other's eyes. Usually Natalia was careful not to allow this to happen, but considering their relationship she decided it might actually be nice for them. She let it linger and then slowly began pulling everyone back and allowing the energies to ease back to where they belonged. The symbols on the hand above Jay had cleared from deep red to the same silvery white as the other hand. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 20:30:56 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320041916.22458.40969A79000C7EF2000057BA2200750744FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320041916.22458.40969A79000C7EF2000057BA2200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032130.56919.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > After a time the pain cleared, making way for only warmth and for a moment > an link of awareness between Jessie and Jay, connecting at an intimate > level where, for an instant, they could almost see through each other's > eyes. Usually Natalia was careful not to allow this to happen, but > considering their relationship she decided it might actually be nice for > them. She let it linger and then slowly began pulling everyone back and > allowing the energies to ease back to where they belonged. The symbols on > the hand above Jay had cleared from deep red to the same silvery white as > the other hand. Jay felt the pain subside, and then suddenly it was like he was within Jessie. He remembered those moments, while they made love, when it felt like they were one person, like he could taste with her lips, see through her eyes, sing with her soul. And now it was like he was being allowed to touch deep inside the recesses of what made her Jessie, and what he found there was exactly the same. Somehow the thought that, that sharing he had felt with her could be more than just imagination mixing with emotions was powerfull. Jay had been feeling true love since he met Jessie, and had felt it grow ever deeper - but now for the first time he understood how powerfull it really was. ~HOLY SHIT~ He thought, ~And people said love could move mountains, and thought that was impressive - this, well screw the mountains - this !~ tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 21:05:31 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320042005.22205.4096A60A000F3AE5000056BD2200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "You know you're right, if you were a guy, we definitely wouldn't be having this conversation. On your other question, well that's simple, it can take your mind entirely off the fact that you HAVE bruised forearm. I'm out of practice though, but I'm pretty sure I can at least cause a mild distraction." Still the grin played on his features. Scary ? As hell. Fun? As heaven. Out of practice? The comment nearly made Marie break out laughing. She couldn't help it, though she managed not to start giggling in the stairwell. "You make it sound like a 'riding a bike' thing. And I'm sure you could be more than mildly distracting if you chose to be." They'd crossed the line of safe conversation a while back and Marie wasn't sure how to get back to it...or if either of them really wanted to. This was...fun. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 21:17:12 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320042005.22205.4096A60A000F3AE5000056BD2200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320042005.22205.4096A60A000F3AE5000056BD2200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032217.12984.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > Out of practice? The comment nearly made Marie break out laughing. She > couldn't help it, though she managed not to start giggling in the > stairwell. "You make it sound like a 'riding a bike' thing. And I'm sure > you could be more than mildly distracting if you chose to be." They'd > crossed the line of safe conversation a while back and Marie wasn't sure > how to get back to it...or if either of them really wanted to. This > was...fun. He stood silent for a while. "I certainly hope it's like riding a bike.... I would hate to ever get an opportunity again and discover I can't remember how." He stood silent for another long moment. "You know I haven't had this much fun since, I can't remember when... but maybe somethings are not like riding a bike... are you being serious ? " He didn't say whether he was. The truth is he didn't entirely know. He was rather hoping to be as serious as she was. tags From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 3 21:30:33 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <200405032130.56919.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040503203033.98828.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: > After a time the pain cleared, making way for only warmth and for a moment > an link of awareness between Jessie and Jay, connecting at an intimate > level where, for an instant, they could almost see through each other's > eyes. Usually Natalia was careful not to allow this to happen, but > considering their relationship she decided it might actually be nice for > them. She let it linger and then slowly began pulling everyone back and > allowing the energies to ease back to where they belonged. The symbols on > the hand above Jay had cleared from deep red to the same silvery white as > the other hand. >Jay felt the pain subside, and then suddenly it was like he was within Jessie. He remembered those moments, while they made love, when it felt like they were one person, like he could taste with her lips, see through her eyes, sing with her soul. And now it was like he was being allowed to touch deep inside the recesses of what made her Jessie, and what he found there was exactly the same. Somehow the thought that, that sharing he had felt with her could be more than just imagination mixing with emotions was powerfull. Jay had been feeling true love since he met Jessie, and had felt it grow ever deeper - but now for the first time he understood how powerfull it really was. ~HOLY SHIT~ He thought, ~And people said love could move mountains, and thought that was impressive - this, well screw the mountains - this !~< Jessie felt herself being drawn into Jay, and it took her breath away. She could feel the injuries healing themselves, but mostly she could feel love. She saw herself as he saw her, and she looked more beautiful than she had ever imagined. The thoughts, the feelings, merged, turning the two of them, for one brief moment, into one. Then she felt herself drawing away, back into herself. She would remember those moments, though, for the rest of her life. Natalia had given them a gift they could never repay. Not just the healing, but the chance to see within each other's souls. Finally she opened her eyes and looked at Jay. "Hi," she whispered. "I...I guess you can get out of the wheelchair now." Tag Jay, Natalia From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 21:41:47 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <20040503203033.98828.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040503203033.98828.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405032241.47435.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > >Jay felt the pain subside, and then suddenly it was like he was within > > Jessie. > > He remembered those moments, while they made love, when it felt like they > were one person, like he could taste with her lips, see through her eyes, > sing with her soul. > And now it was like he was being allowed to touch deep inside the recesses > of what made her Jessie, and what he found there was exactly the same. > > Somehow the thought that, that sharing he had felt with her could be more > than just imagination mixing with emotions was powerfull. Jay had been > feeling true love since he met Jessie, and had felt it grow ever deeper - > but now for the first time he understood how powerfull it really was. > > ~HOLY SHIT~ He thought, ~And people said love could move mountains, and > thought that was impressive - this, well screw the mountains - this !~< > > Jessie felt herself being drawn into Jay, and it took her breath away. She > could feel the injuries healing themselves, but mostly she could feel love. > She saw herself as he saw her, and she looked more beautiful than she had > ever imagined. The thoughts, the feelings, merged, turning the two of > them, for one brief moment, into one. > > Then she felt herself drawing away, back into herself. She would remember > those moments, though, for the rest of her life. Natalia had given them a > gift they could never repay. Not just the healing, but the chance to see > within each other's souls. > > Finally she opened her eyes and looked at Jay. "Hi," she whispered. > "I...I guess you can get out of the wheelchair now." He was actually a bit nervous. Five minutes ago, trying this would probably have had him screaming. He pushed himself upright, and there was nothing, just the pleasant feeling of his blood coursing to his muscles. He gave an experimental step, and it was easy. "Woah" he said. Stepping clear, he raised his leg in a battle stance, both hands in front of his chest, leaning back, swiveling on his hip in perfect balance. Then he kicked the air rapidly several times, jumped spinning into a roundhouse kick that cleft the air with a swishing noise. He landed. "Woah" he said again, louder. "Thank you so much." then he walked to his fiance, and wrapped his arms around her. "and thank you my love, anything you want today, I'm your willing slave, I owe you so big time." tag :) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 21:43:05 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320042043.14731.4096AED90000C52C0000398B2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > He stood silent for another long moment. "You know I haven't had this much fun since, I can't remember when... but maybe somethings are not like riding a bike... are you being serious ? " He didn't say whether he was. The truth is he didn't entirely know. He was rather hoping to be as serious as she was. The question caught Marie from left field and she fought back the urge to blush. "Truthfully? Yes and no." She sighed, shaking her hair back from her face. "I'm having a lot of fun. It's been rather...interesting, to say the least...and I like that. Am I serious about the CPR comments?" Now she did blush. "Erm..." She paused and shook her head, making a face at him. "Ye gads...that's not a fair question!" From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 21:46:23 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050320042046.22817.4096AF9F000967DC000059212200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Woah" he said again, louder. "Thank you so much." then he walked to his fiance, and wrapped his arms around her. "and thank you my love, anything you want today, I'm your willing slave, I owe you so big time." Natalia shook her head, once again amused. She plucked the gloves from her belt, pulling them over her fingers. "I suggest you feed both of you. Breakfast was a start. Have a second course, your bodies will need it." She gave a lopsided smile. "And spend some time in bed, sleeping. Anything else you do in bed I don't want to know ANYTHING about." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 21:53:32 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320042043.14731.4096AED90000C52C0000398B2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320042043.14731.4096AED90000C52C0000398B2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032253.32078.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 22:43, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He stood silent for another long moment. "You know I haven't had this > > much fun since, I can't remember when... but maybe somethings are not > > like riding a bike... are you being serious ? " He didn't say whether he > > was. The truth is he didn't entirely know. He was rather hoping to be as > > serious as she was. > > The question caught Marie from left field and she fought back the urge to > blush. "Truthfully? Yes and no." She sighed, shaking her hair back from > her face. "I'm having a lot of fun. It's been rather...interesting, to > say the least...and I like that. Am I serious about the CPR comments?" > Now she did blush. "Erm..." She paused and shook her head, making a face > at him. "Ye gads...that's not a fair question!" > He blushed as well. "I suppose it's not." he conceded. "Though I cannot exactly figure out why, the answer is complex" he stuttered. "Yeah you got me there." He raised his hand up, and his finger traced the outline of her lips. "I don't know if this is any better, but... just stop me if you don't want this." He leaned in, and let his lips just lightly touch hers. ~It was her call then, kiss him back, or not. I knew I could be her friend for life, I also know he could hapilly try to be a lot more, and be good at it. but I don't know what she wants, so let her decide then.~ From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 21:55:15 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050320042046.22817.4096AF9F000967DC000059212200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320042046.22817.4096AF9F000967DC000059212200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032255.15796.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 22:46, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Woah" he said again, louder. "Thank you so much." then he walked to his > > fiance, and wrapped his arms around her. "and thank you my love, > > anything you want today, I'm your willing slave, I owe you so big time." > > Natalia shook her head, once again amused. She plucked the gloves from her > belt, pulling them over her fingers. "I suggest you feed both of you. > Breakfast was a start. Have a second course, your bodies will need it." > She gave a lopsided smile. "And spend some time in bed, sleeping. > Anything else you do in bed I don't want to know ANYTHING about." > "Oh we had no intention of telling you." he said with a wink. "If you ever need help - the guardians, me... will always be there for you." He said it simply. There was no overtones or subjective meanings of any kind. Just a simple statement of fact. The guardians took care of their friends. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 22:04:43 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320042104.15370.4096B3EB000A079800003C0A2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "I don't know if this is any better, but... just stop me if you don't want this." > He leaned in, and let his lips just lightly touch hers. ~It was her call then, kiss him back, or not. I knew I could be her friend for life, I also know he could hapilly try to be a lot more, and be good at it. but I don't know what she wants, so let her decide then.~ The kiss was gentle and set her heart to pounding in a way she was unfamiliar with. This was so not what she'd expected for this morning. She barely knew him! But the touch was nice. She returned the kiss softly, but with a certain shy awkwardness. Beyond fatherly affection from Andre and a terribly mangled attempt by one of the neighbor boys, who had ended up kissing her chin instead of her lips before running away, Marie had never been kissed. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 3 22:21:26 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320042104.15370.4096B3EB000A079800003C0A2200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320042104.15370.4096B3EB000A079800003C0A2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405032321.26923.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 03 May 2004 23:04, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "I don't know if this is any better, but... just stop me if you don't > > want this." He leaned in, and let his lips just lightly touch hers. ~It > > was her call then, kiss him back, or not. I knew I could be her friend > > for life, I also know he could hapilly try to be a lot more, and be good > > at it. but I don't know what she wants, so let her decide then.~ > > The kiss was gentle and set her heart to pounding in a way she was > unfamiliar with. This was so not what she'd expected for this morning. > She barely knew him! But the touch was nice. She returned the kiss > softly, but with a certain shy awkwardness. Beyond fatherly affection from > Andre and a terribly mangled attempt by one of the neighbor boys, who had > ended up kissing her chin instead of her lips before running away, Marie > had never been kissed. He felt her shyness, but he also felt her kissing him back. And he felt his knees go weak. ~Mama mia~ It had been a long time. He had not kissed anyone since Ana had died. He was no longer weeping for her though, he had spent three years underground sorting his head out. But now it was all messed up again, by this girl from his past. But it was a knew kind of mess, a different kind, and he rather liked it. ~And just last night I was telling myself I never want to do this again. Morganis you can be an idiot, but I don't know which bit was stupid, that or this - and I don't really care.~ He thought about breaking the kiss, but somehow he couldn't instead he kissed her little deeper. Stepped closer to her, and put his arms around her. He opened his mouth slightly at the end tasting her sweet breath, before pulling away. But he continued to hold her in his arms, he was wearing tattered clothes, caked with blood and mud, some his own, some from his enemies. He smelled sweaty and felt dirty. He was definitely not looking his best... but she had kissed him anyway... He just stood there, holding her for a long moment before he finally spoke. "I don't know what the future holds. I don't know whether that was the smartest thing I ever did, or the stupidest. I just know, I want to do it again - as often as you'll let me, and I know that " he stumbled a bit. "I know that no matter what happens, I always want to be there for you, I want to make sure you never get bruised again... is that is it wrong ?" tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 3 22:39:31 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050320042139.5938.4096BC13000941E4000017322200745672FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "I don't know what the future holds. I don't know whether that was the smartest thing I ever did, or the stupidest. I just know, I want to do it again - as often as you'll let me, and I know that " he stumbled a bit. "I know that no matter what happens, I always want to be there for you, I want to make sure you never get bruised again... is that is it wrong ?" Marie rested her head against his chest, completely and utterly confused, mostly in the best of ways, but still confused. Though it was rather nice she didn't know the first thing about romance or how one was supposed to pursue some kind of relationship. "Wrong? I might not be a good person to ask that...I'm kinda president of the Marie doesn't need new bruises club." Her tone was soft and she closed her eyes. If she'd been anyone else it would have struck her as odd not to hear his heartbeat, but for the woman raised by a vampire it seemed natural. She smiled faintly. "Father...is going to have fifty fits if I date you...or he's going to adopt you." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Tue May 4 00:02:30 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <200405032255.15796.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040503230230.59370.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: On Monday 03 May 2004 22:46, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Woah" he said again, louder. "Thank you so much." then he walked to his > > fiance, and wrapped his arms around her. "and thank you my love, > > anything you want today, I'm your willing slave, I owe you so big time." "I'll hold you to that," Jessie said with a smile. "Right now I just want you to follow instructions. That will be repayment enough." > > Natalia shook her head, once again amused. She plucked the gloves from her > belt, pulling them over her fingers. "I suggest you feed both of you. > Breakfast was a start. Have a second course, your bodies will need it." > She gave a lopsided smile. "And spend some time in bed, sleeping. > Anything else you do in bed I don't want to know ANYTHING about." > >>"Oh we had no intention of telling you." he said with a wink. "If you ever need help - the guardians, me... will always be there for you." He said it simply. There was no overtones or subjective meanings of any kind. Just a simple statement of fact. The guardians took care of their friends.<< Jessie blushed a little. "Thank you, Natalia. For Meg, and now for Jessie. Is there anything we can do for you now? Has a room been arranged for you? I'd be more than happy to have breakfast sent up to you if you'd like to go on up and get some rest." Tag Natalia, Jay From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 01:38:45 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050420040038.16925.4096E615000A41E30000421D2200750784FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "If you ever need help - the guardians, me... will always be there for you." He said it simply. There was no overtones or subjective meanings of any kind. Just a simple statement of fact. The guardians took care of their friends.<< > Jessie blushed a little. "Thank you, Natalia. For Meg, and now for Jessie. Is there anything we can do for you now? Has a room been arranged for you? I'd be more than happy to have breakfast sent up to you if you'd like to go on up and get some rest." Natalia inclined her head in response to Jay's statement. "I shall keep that in mind." She chuckled as Jessie spoke and shrugged gracefully. "Luken has already arranged a temporary use of your living quarters, for which I am thankful. Food will have to wait as I have an appointment with a grumpy faery this morning and he won't be kept waiting." She glanced over towards where Joy and the Commander spoke. Her brow furrowed slightly as she studied the area. "Though perhaps there will be more I can do to assist your merry band...when she's ready." From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Tue May 4 02:52:29 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth and Consequences ~ Message-ID: Reilly went up the stairs as a slight tremor began in her hand. ~ Just - ignore it ~ She shook it out and stepped into her room putting her hands on her hips for a moment, a very girly thing to do. She finally undressed pulling an outfit down off the shelf. Green shorts and a striped tank would do nicely. Her fingers traveled past a bright blue number that was perfect for clubbing and stopped. She rubbed her fingers over the fabric as she pulled it out from the rack in her hand. ~ Maybe later ~ She changed setting her previous items on the bed. She could wear them later. But Ratso had mentioned that with the full moon and all there was a curfew on. She let go the dress and it fell back against her other outfits. She stuffed a change of clothes and her weapons into a gym bag and zipped it up. Reilly slung the bag over her shoulder and headed out closing her door behind her. **************************************************************** The work out facility was huge. Reilly let her hand fall to her side and dropped her bag onto the floor. Equipment and weights lined the walls with work out mats on one end for practices. ~ Sweet ~ One thing missing though, she searched until she spied a sound system and turned on some music. Reilly hopped onto a treadmill and adjusted the speeds so that she could start off slow and work up to a run. Exercising always made her feel good. Strains of Greenday reached her ears as she increased the treadmills tempo from a jog to a run. Her brain twitched slightly at its increased load suggesting a lack of feeding. Reilly forced her concentration back to the task at hand and ignored the underlying demand of her body. She could do this. The twitch gave way and she finished her five miles without incident. She stepped off turning her attention to the punching bag nearby. Grabbing a few wraps she wound bandages around her hands to protect them. Not that it mattered much, they would heal eventually, but blood was messy. Reilly punched out and connected. She backed up disturbed. She was dropping her shoulder - again. She tried it again and another twitch affected her this time pulling at her neck muscles. She ignored it and drove her body through it. The second punch she drove her whole body into, shifting her foot and summoning her energy into one spot that being her fist. After a few more successful punches she walked over to the weight bench to lift. Reilly unwrapped her hands as she went flexing her fingers to relax them. Taking a seat on the bench, she adjusted the weight and pulled it down working her back and upper arms. Half way through the lift the pain spread into her arm, a stabbing vice like ache. The pain of denial and consequence. Reilly's concentration was completely blown. She got up and made her way out of the gym, a throbbing in her temples just beginning to hit full stride. Reilly managed to get to the stairs and down to the restaurant not bothering with a table. She walked into the kitchen and raided the frig for blood. Pulling a bag free, she tore off the edge with her teeth. Then without thinking she tipped it up letting the contents slide past her lips as the coppery metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, the pain started to recede. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Getting married? Find tips, tools and the latest trends at MSN Life Events. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Tue May 4 04:36:41 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050420040038.16925.4096E615000A41E30000421D2200750784FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040504033641.76051.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Natalia inclined her head in response to Jay's statement. "I shall keep that in mind." She chuckled as Jessie spoke and shrugged gracefully. "Luken has already arranged a temporary use of your living quarters, for which I am thankful. Food will have to wait as I have an appointment with a grumpy faery this morning and he won't be kept waiting." She glanced over towards where Joy and the Commander spoke. Her brow furrowed slightly as she studied the area. "Though perhaps there will be more I can do to assist your merry band...when she's ready."<< Jessie followed Natalia's eyes to the pair in the infirmary. "Do your skills cover emotional and mental healing as well? I think that's what she needs now more than anything. That and to be able to trust again." Tag Natalia From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 04:49:33 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth and Consequences ~ Message-ID: <050420040349.10407.409712CD000CDB26000028A72200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > She got up and made her way out of the gym, a throbbing in her temples just beginning to hit full stride. Reilly managed to get to the stairs and down to the restaurant not bothering with a table. She walked into the kitchen and raided the frig for blood. Pulling a bag free, she tore off the edge with her teeth. Then without thinking she tipped it up letting the contents slide past her lips as the coppery metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, the pain started to recede. Muse headed back into the kitchen, her arms full of a tray of ingredients for the pastries she had in mind. Most of the morning crowd had thinned out as the day wanned and she was excited about the prospect of spending time with Ratso tonight. It would be nice to have someone to run with. It'd been...a long time. She paused as she heard someone in the kitchen, tilting her head to one side. White locks rippled down her back and she blinked sloly. "Hello?" From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 05:02:57 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050420040402.22859.409715F1000BE7E10000594B2200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Jessie followed Natalia's eyes to the pair in the infirmary. "Do your skills cover emotional and mental healing as well? I think that's what she needs now more than anything. That and to be able to trust again." Natalia made a soft thoughtful sound. "At a certain level, yes, but the recipient has to want to heal first. Meg, for example, wanted nothing more than the witch vampire out of her mind. It made it easy to help her. This child..." She fell quiet a moment, looking again to the other pair. "She must be willing to let go of the hurt first...before I, or anyone, can take away the pain and heal the wound." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Tue May 4 05:08:58 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050420040402.22859.409715F1000BE7E10000594B2200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040504040858.27389.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Natalia made a soft thoughtful sound. "At a certain level, yes, but the recipient has to want to heal first. Meg, for example, wanted nothing more than the witch vampire out of her mind. It made it easy to help her. This child..." She fell quiet a moment, looking again to the other pair. "She must be willing to let go of the hurt first...before I, or anyone, can take away the pain and heal the wound."<< Jessie nodded. "That's always the hardest part, isn't it? We may have to do some wokr with her first. Show her we will help her, and will take care of her." She looked at Joy for a bit longer, then turned her attention to Jay. "Well, Natalia, if you don't mind, I think I'll take my fella to breakfast. You were right, I'm starving! Jay? Shall we?" Tag Natalia, Jay From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 06:10:21 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <20040504040858.27389.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040504040858.27389.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405040710.21879.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 06:08, Kathy Perkins wrote: > jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > >>Natalia made a soft thoughtful sound. "At a certain level, yes, but the > >> recipient has to want to heal first. Meg, for example, wanted nothing > >> more than the witch vampire out of her mind. It made it easy to help > >> her. This child..." She fell quiet a moment, looking again to the other > >> pair. "She must be willing to let go of the hurt first...before I, or > >> anyone, can take away the pain and heal the wound."<< > > Jessie nodded. "That's always the hardest part, isn't it? We may have to > do some wokr with her first. Show her we will help her, and will take care > of her." > > She looked at Joy for a bit longer, then turned her attention to Jay. > "Well, Natalia, if you don't mind, I think I'll take my fella to breakfast. > You were right, I'm starving! Jay? Shall we?" He'd been listening to them. Somewhat awe inspired. They came from completely different approaches to the concept of healing, and were talking like old colleagues. "Another breakfast sounds great. And then I would like to hit a bed like a ton of bricks. I don't know what I did last night, but it wasn't proper sleep." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 06:12:14 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050320042139.5938.4096BC13000941E4000017322200745672FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050320042139.5938.4096BC13000941E4000017322200745672FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405040712.14592.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > Marie rested her head against his chest, completely and utterly confused, > mostly in the best of ways, but still confused. Though it was rather nice > she didn't know the first thing about romance or how one was supposed to > pursue some kind of relationship. "Wrong? I might not be a good person to > ask that...I'm kinda president of the Marie doesn't need new bruises club." > Her tone was soft and she closed her eyes. If she'd been anyone else it > would have struck her as odd not to hear his heartbeat, but for the woman > raised by a vampire it seemed natural. She smiled faintly. "Father...is > going to have fifty fits if I date you...or he's going to adopt you." "So you mean it will be either necrophilia or incest." he said with a light grin. He became a little more serious again, but a happy kind of serious, and pulled her against him. "Shall I go ask his permission like a nice southern boy ?" tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 06:15:26 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) Message-ID: <050420040515.4619.409726EE000E07980000120B2200750744FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Natalia nodded, moving away from the couple and angling towards the door. "I'll go make my visit and leave the two of you rest. You'll want some high protein options in your food, stuff to help you recover. Within about four hours you should both feel much better." From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 06:20:01 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420040520.12406.409728010000EC39000030762200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "So you mean it will be either necrophilia or incest." he said with a light grin. He became a little more serious again, but a happy kind of serious, and pulled her against him. "Shall I go ask his permission like a nice southern boy ?" Marie laughed softly, looking up at the vampire. She couldn't say this was love. Likely even more infatuation than she'd accused Damien and Stephanie of, though a bit less public. "It might be a good idea. At least it would make a good impression." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 07:34:16 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad medicine [tag Jessie, Natalia] (Follows to visit the sick, paralel to Good news and Bad news) In-Reply-To: <050420040515.4619.409726EE000E07980000120B2200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420040515.4619.409726EE000E07980000120B2200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083652456.13138.10.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 07:15, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > Natalia nodded, moving away from the couple and angling towards the door. "I'll go make my visit and leave the two of you rest. You'll want some high protein options in your food, stuff to help you recover. Within about four hours you should both feel much better." Jay watched Natalia head out of the room. Then he kissed his fiance lightly on the neck, he was not exactly looking forward to releasing her from his arms, but he was starving. " I want to tell the commander our news, but he seems rather erm, busy at the moment, so perhaps later. In the meantime shall we see about that breakfast love ?" tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 07:41:04 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420040520.12406.409728010000EC39000030762200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420040520.12406.409728010000EC39000030762200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083652864.13138.18.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 07:20, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "So you mean it will be either necrophilia or incest." he said with a light grin. He became a little more serious again, but a happy kind of serious, and pulled her against him. "Shall I go ask his permission like a nice southern boy ?" > > Marie laughed softly, looking up at the vampire. She couldn't say this was love. Likely even more infatuation than she'd accused Damien and Stephanie of, though a bit less public. "It might be a good idea. At least it would make a good impression." He gave her a last gentle hug before letting her go. "I would like it if you dated me. Neither of us are blessed with long term fortune telling skills that I know about so we don't know what the future holds. We may date for three months and part as friends, we may fall in love and live happily ever after, or Luken may cut my head of. But I'm up for finding out if you are. I'll go see you're father tonight, I've wanted to before, but now I have to. Meantime, we were planning to get cleaned up." he grinned, holding her hand lightly. She was pretty, fun to be around, and she understood about vampires, and magic above all - she was fun. From any angle he looked at it, he was the one getting a blessing here... he would have to work on that. tags. -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Tue May 4 12:15:16 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] The Kitchen Help [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040430144924.38595.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040504111516.944.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Attention, youse guys who were at da warehouse. > Your stuff is down in da property room waitin' for > ya whenever ya get a chance ta come down here. > Evan, could ya come down ta da computer room > please? I gotta favor ta ask." Evan hit his communicator to reply direct to Ratso "yeah, no worries Corp, dahn in the cellar ain't it?" [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 13:51:35 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041251.24594.409791D70004279E000060122200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > He gave her a last gentle hug before letting her go. "I would like it if you dated me. Neither of us are blessed with long term fortune telling skills that I know about so we don't know what the future holds. We may date for three months and part as friends, we may fall in love and live happily ever after, or Luken may cut my head of. But I'm up for finding out if you are. I'll go see you're father tonight, I've wanted to before, but now I have to. Meantime, we were planning to get cleaned up." he grinned, holding her hand lightly. Marie smiled gently before squeezing his hand. "When you go I suggest taking something for Mama Jean. She's always at the house these days, and if you impress her she'll make sure that father behaves himself." The woman's eyes danced with mirth. "Or you can take your chances." She began climbing the stairs again before adding. "And I'm willing to see how things go...though I'll warn you that most everything I know about relationships and romance is second hand experience. I've dated someone exactly...erm...twice." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 15:01:42 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the favour [JP Sue and AJ] Message-ID: <1083679301.13299.51.camel@DS9> He placed the guns on the table next to her, and gently touched her shoulder, rousing her softly. Joy woke up slowly, the valium clouding her mind somewhat. She had uncurled whilst she was asleep and had spread out onto her back, with her body under the sheet. She looked at Jethro, and her eyes focused after a couple of seconds. "Joy, my name is Commander Jethro Sullivan, I brought you back your guns. My staff tells me you were very heroic last night. And somewhat upset later on. Would you like to talk about it." His voice was soft and caring, almost hypnotically so. It was a voice that inspired confidence, and trust. A voice that said, let the stricken come to me, and I will protect them. Jethro needed no special talent to sound like that, it was perhaps the most honest tone he could muster. "Erm I don't know. I don't think I was heroic, I just wanted to stop those people hurting that woman, and then I got pinned by the knife and then I was sick and then I think I wasn't doing very well." "You risked you're life for a woman you didn't even know, and then you saved the life of another guardian. You are just a mortal - your wounds and scars don't heal by morning. I considder that heroic." He had a soft smile. Joy watched his eyes as he smiled. It certainly looked like he meant it. A ripple of fear went through her. There was something about him. She actually wanted him to help her, and that was way too scary. Suddenly a spot of blood on the blanket became the most absorbing thing she had seen for a long time, as she stared downwards, avoiding his gaze. Tears pricked at her eyes, but she was determined not to cry again. "I just couldn't stand back and do nothing. But don't credit me with things I didn't do. I nearly got Jay killed pushing him out of the hiding place we were in, the exact opposite of saving him, and I think I shot the man with the guns, by accident." Her mouth set in a stubborn line, her nails dug into her palm. "No you couldn't -that's what makes you a good person. So maybe you did make some mistakes in the process. I know you weren't aiming for Alex. People say it's not whether you win or lose but how you play the game. That's bullshit. The real truth is that neither matters. The only thing that really matters in the end is WHY you play the game. I know there are others who would like to thank you, especially Jay and Meg. But I wanted to thank you first. The guardians - they are my only familly. I could not be more thankful if you had saved my own childrens lives." He looked at her, there was something else there, something she wasn't talking about. "If you ever want someone to talk to, I would be happy to listen." He knew she probably won't tell him her secret yet. It was deep enough. But he made the offer anyway, and left it open-ended. He owed her a great deal, and Jethro Sullivan had a knack for knowing how best to repay favours. It was part of what made him good at his job. It frightened her that she wanted to trust him, it would be so very easy to trust that voice and yet so very hard, and so very very dangerous. A part of her desperately wanted to just take everything in her head and heart and hand it over to him so she could run away, stop being the strong one, let someone else be responsible for her for once. She was losing it, first Jay, then the Doctor, she'd handed over something to each of them. Now she wanted him to take everything away and look after it for her. This would never have happened before, it was her and Zak against the world, but now he was gone, and all these people were trying to help her. She felt like the wall that surrounded her was being attacked from all sides, and what would happen if it fell? It had been there for so long she wasn't sure she could function without it. Help never came cheap, there was a price to be paid and she wasn't sure she could afford the cost. She started to try and sit up, wanting to feel more in command of what was happening rather than just lying there. She was trembling, trying to stop it all slipping away, and there was no way he could fail to notice if she didn't do something. She had to shift his attention from her, maybe she would get away with it. It was hard to shift up the bed because of her stomach wound and the loss of function in her left arm. It was starting to really hurt again now she was moving. She also was trying desperately to keep her arms under the sheet remembering the short-sleeved hospital gown. She thought about the night before and how so many people had seen her arms, and her face reddened and burned with shame, then she remembered telling Jessie, about Simmons Gap. Oh she was such an idiot, why had she done that? "You need to rest, I promised your doctor I wouldn't bother you too much. If you'd prefer, I could go... but I'll leave my office door open for you. It's the least I could do." As he said he was going, half of her was pleased to have dodged the bullet for a little longer, the other half felt abandoned and wanted to curl up in the corner and blub. "I think..." she started, then stopped. She was half curled up, but sank back into the pillows. She folded her arms across her breasts, signalling an end to the conversation. "Let me put some proper clothes on, rather than this hospital gown, and drink some coffee, if I'm allowed, then I'll come and find you, if that's okay. There are some things we should talk about. I hope... I want to talk to you about why I was there last night..." He smiled at her. "Absolutely, whenever you're ready to talk, I'll be ready to listen." he nodded softly and stepped past the curtain. That was a good start. If he had pushed her now, she would have fled. She had to come to him, and do it on her own terms. So he had shown her the road, now it would be up to her to follow it. -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 15:11:08 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041251.24594.409791D70004279E000060122200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041251.24594.409791D70004279E000060122200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083679868.13299.55.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 14:51, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He gave her a last gentle hug before letting her go. "I would like it if you dated me. Neither of us are blessed with long term fortune telling skills that I know about so we don't know what the future holds. We may date for three months and part as friends, we may fall in love and live happily ever after, or Luken may cut my head of. But I'm up for finding out if you are. I'll go see you're father tonight, I've wanted to before, but now I have to. Meantime, we were planning to get cleaned up." he grinned, holding her hand lightly. > > Marie smiled gently before squeezing his hand. "When you go I suggest taking something for Mama Jean. She's always at the house these days, and if you impress her she'll make sure that father behaves himself." The woman's eyes danced with mirth. "Or you can take your chances." She began climbing the stairs again before adding. "And I'm willing to see how things go...though I'll warn you that most everything I know about relationships and romance is second hand experience. I've dated someone exactly...erm...twice." He grinned. "I'll be sure to take Mama Jean something nice. What do you think she would like ?" He stood thoughtful for a moment. "Considering my track record with romance, if it's all the same to you, I would rather like to forget most of whatever I thought I knew. Let's just figure things out together." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 15:32:18 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <1083681138.13299.59.camel@DS9> As he walked out of the curtain hung area around Joy's bed. Sullivan noticed Natalia at the door. Well he was busy handling all the affairs that came out of last night, and she was certainly one of them, he might as well have a chat with her next. "Natalia, wait up please. I would like to talk to you for a few minutes." he said as he entered the hallway behind her. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 15:36:46 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050420041436.13630.4097AA7E000D834A0000353E2200750784FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Natalia, wait up please. I would like to talk to you for a few minutes." he said as he entered the hallway behind her. Natalia looked up at the vampire and nodded. "I thought you might, but you seemed a bit busy." A smile tugged the edges of her lips. "You do look a bit better than you did yestereve." From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 15:39:32 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041439.26521.4097AB240008E7CA000067992200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > He grinned. "I'll be sure to take Mama Jean something nice. What do you think she would like ?" He stood thoughtful for a moment. "Considering my track record with romance, if it's all the same to you, I would rather like to forget most of whatever I thought I knew. Let's just figure things out together." "Works for me. I'm playing all of this by ear anyway." Marie chuckled. "And Mama Jean is a voodoo mambo, use your imagination as far as gifts go. She likes just about anything." The Southern woman fell quiet for a moment as they continued up the stairs, then started laughing softly. "And as of yesterday we were both so certain that we weren't even interested in being interested." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 15:52:02 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050420041436.13630.4097AA7E000D834A0000353E2200750784FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041436.13630.4097AA7E000D834A0000353E2200750784FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083682322.13140.63.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 16:36, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Natalia, wait up please. I would like to talk to you for a few minutes." he said as he entered the hallway behind her. > > Natalia looked up at the vampire and nodded. "I thought you might, but you seemed a bit busy." A smile tugged the edges of her lips. "You do look a bit better than you did yestereve." "He gave a grin, ah yes, it's my beauty cream, it has a wonderfully rejuvenating effect don't ya think." He gave a bit of a laugh. "Well now, you seemed to know Gabe, and you've gained some popularity around here with your healing spells. But I haven't really met you before. So perhaps some introductions are in order ? All I know is your name." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Tue May 4 15:55:15 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041439.26521.4097AB240008E7CA000067992200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041439.26521.4097AB240008E7CA000067992200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083682515.14519.67.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 16:39, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He grinned. "I'll be sure to take Mama Jean something nice. What do you think she would like ?" He stood thoughtful for a moment. "Considering my track record with romance, if it's all the same to you, I would rather like to forget most of whatever I thought I knew. Let's just figure things out together." > > "Works for me. I'm playing all of this by ear anyway." Marie chuckled. "And Mama Jean is a voodoo mambo, use your imagination as far as gifts go. She likes just about anything." The Southern woman fell quiet for a moment as they continued up the stairs, then started laughing softly. "And as of yesterday we were both so certain that we weren't even interested in being interested." He got lost in her last sentence, and it took him a second to untangle it. Then when he had it figured out, he laughed. "Ah well a great deal has happened since then. I hate to say this but I think we may have to send Meg a thank you note or something. Ditto the two kids." he stopped. "Yikes I almost forgot, they still need our help." tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 16:04:00 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041504.17565.4097B0E0000C783F0000449D2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > He got lost in her last sentence, and it took him a second to untangle it. Then when he had it figured out, he laughed. "Ah well a great deal has happened since then. I hate to say this but I think we may have to send Meg a thank you note or something. Ditto the two kids." he stopped. "Yikes I almost forgot, they still need our help." Marie made a derisive noise. "I'm not sure Meg would appreciate the note, and I am sure she's going to be trouble again. More so when she finds out I intend to keep you around." She chuckled as he mentioned the lovebirds. "Again...no helping until the blood is rinsed away. Dirt and grime is fine when you're in the field, but not when you're trying to talk to a tortured guitarist." From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 16:07:08 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050420041507.24156.4097B19C00000DE800005E5C2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "He gave a grin, ah yes, it's my beauty cream, it has a wonderfully rejuvenating effect don't ya think." He gave a bit of a laugh. "Well now, you seemed to know Gabe, and you've gained some popularity around here with your healing spells. But I haven't really met you before. So perhaps some introductions are in order ? All I know is your name." "What is the phrase? A rose by any other name..." Natalia chuckled softly. "Aye...Mister Luken and I are old accquaintances. We met in London, sixteen or seventeen decades ago. I stopped counting at some point. I'm sure you remember how that goes." From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Tue May 4 17:05:45 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum. Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040503015318.86855.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040504160545.48412.qmail@web25207.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> >>"Yes I have, I dream about my wolf form, and of running through the forest. We have beautiful forests in Scotland. I often go walking in the Pentland hills. I see them at night, in the moonlight. Did you dream last night then Hen?" << >>"Yeah...all while I was sleeping from that healing spell. First I was hunting deer, out in the hill country near Fort Hood. That's in Texas. I was there briefly, for some combat training. It was weird. I was...I was me, but I wasn't me. There was a wolf hunting, but I could feel me inside it. I was taking down deer, and ripping out their throats. Worst thing was, I was enjoying it. I was repulsed, but at the same time..." She gulped, then continued. "Then there was another wolf there, a male. We hunted together for a while. Somehow we had moved to a different place. Somewhere colder. We were hunting bigger deer, taking them down together, eating our fill. Then...then we made love." Her face turned red, the blush creeping up her neck. "It wasn't...it wasn't like you'd think, with two dogs just going at it, you know? There was a...a connection there. A union of souls. Probably sounds dumb, I know.">> Callum felt him groin tighten, reflexively, and willed himself to think of something else, but her next words quenched his desire rather effectively. >>"Then I was alone again. I was on a little island in the Pacific, a place where I'd had done some training. My unit was there, but they were being attacked. At first I was going after bad guys -- jumping them, taking them out. They'd shoot me, but it didn't stop me. Then...when the bad guys were gone...I turned on my buddies." Tears were streaming down Meg's face. "I knew those guys. They were my friends. I...I didn't want to, but...Oh, God!" She laid her head on her arms. The tears continued to flow, but she made no sound.>> Callum squatted down beside her and put his arms around her, steering her towards him. "It's all right, Hen, it was only a dream. It never really happened." He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her tightly and make all the pain and the anguish go away, but firstly he wasn't at all convinced that was possible, and secondly he was worried he might scare her. He was certain now that she had been turned, and it was his fault. He gently stroked her back, letting her decide what she wanted in the way of physical comfort. "It'll be alright lass, it'll all be alright, I'll look after you" he said quietly knowing she might not hear him now, but he meant every word. He felt obligated to her, and attracted to her at the same time. He sighed deeply. Tag ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 17:19:27 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041504.17565.4097B0E0000C783F0000449D2200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041504.17565.4097B0E0000C783F0000449D2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041819.27882.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 17:04, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He got lost in her last sentence, and it took him a second to untangle > > it. Then when he had it figured out, he laughed. "Ah well a great deal > > has happened since then. I hate to say this but I think we may have to > > send Meg a thank you note or something. Ditto the two kids." he stopped. > > "Yikes I almost forgot, they still need our help." > > Marie made a derisive noise. "I'm not sure Meg would appreciate the note, > and I am sure she's going to be trouble again. More so when she finds out > I intend to keep you around." She chuckled as he mentioned the lovebirds. > "Again...no helping until the blood is rinsed away. Dirt and grime is fine > when you're in the field, but not when you're trying to talk to a tortured > guitarist." "So let's get cleaned up then." He grinned, leading the way toward her room. "You just be sure to mention to Meg, that if there's any funny business she'll have to deal with me, unless she kills me, in which case I will haunt her spirit until the end of time. This is your life, whether she agrees with your choices or not, their still yours to make. " tag From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 17:22:28 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050420041507.24156.4097B19C00000DE800005E5C2200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041507.24156.4097B19C00000DE800005E5C2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041822.28231.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 17:07, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "He gave a grin, ah yes, it's my beauty cream, it has a wonderfully > > rejuvenating effect don't ya think." He gave a bit of a laugh. "Well now, > > you seemed to know Gabe, and you've gained some popularity around here > > with your healing spells. But I haven't really met you before. So perhaps > > some introductions are in order ? All I know is your name." > > "What is the phrase? A rose by any other name..." Natalia chuckled > softly. "Aye...Mister Luken and I are old accquaintances. We met in > London, sixteen or seventeen decades ago. I stopped counting at some > point. I'm sure you remember how that goes." "Ah that explains a lot." He didn't ask any further. He didn't need to. After three centuries - he had been some 'old acquaintances' like that. "So what brings you to the big apple. I can't be the pretty, scenery or the fresh air I know that much." tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 17:29:50 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041629.3772.4097C4FE0003F05700000EBC2200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "So let's get cleaned up then." He grinned, leading the way toward her room. "You just be sure to mention to Meg, that if there's any funny business she'll have to deal with me, unless she kills me, in which case I will haunt her spirit until the end of time. This is your life, whether she agrees with your choices or not, their still yours to make. " Marie chuckled softly, fishing the keycard out of her pocket. "I'll explain it to my ghost. You can explain it to Andre." She winked and opened the door. The room was less of a mess than it had been the night before, but apparently housekeeping hadn't gotten here quite yet. It was understandable, things had been busy. From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 17:34:19 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050420041634.11476.4097C60A000C5D7700002CD42200745672FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Ah that explains a lot." He didn't ask any further. He didn't need to. After three centuries - he had been some 'old acquaintances' like that."So what brings you to the big apple. I can't be the pretty, scenery or the fresh air I know that much." Natalia mmed softly, a whisper of sound. "Perhaps not, though the scenery here is still prettier than some places I've frequented. I'm here because I was called here. There is a task that apparently requires my attention and has something to do with your guardians. As well a vampire that I've been hunting for well over a century is here, and I rather intend to stop the games he and I have been playing on a permanent basis." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 17:40:59 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041629.3772.4097C4FE0003F05700000EBC2200750330FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041629.3772.4097C4FE0003F05700000EBC2200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041840.59657.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 18:29, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "So let's get cleaned up then." He grinned, leading the way toward her > > room. "You just be sure to mention to Meg, that if there's any funny > > business she'll have to deal with me, unless she kills me, in which case > > I will haunt her spirit until the end of time. This is your life, > > whether she agrees with your choices or not, their still yours to make. > > " > > Marie chuckled softly, fishing the keycard out of her pocket. "I'll > explain it to my ghost. You can explain it to Andre." She winked and > opened the door. The room was less of a mess than it had been the night > before, but apparently housekeeping hadn't gotten here quite yet. It was > understandable, things had been busy. > "Hey you get the easy job here. I could kick Meg's ass if I have to. But Andre is one of the few vamps out there that scare me." He pushed the door shut behind them. Then pointed to the bathroom. "So who is first ?" tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 17:48:39 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041648.20093.4097C9670000DABE00004E7D2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Hey you get the easy job here. I could kick Meg's ass if I have to. But Andre is one of the few vamps out there that scare me." He pushed the door shut behind them. Then pointed to the bathroom. "So who is first ?" Marie chuckled and shrugged. "Andre is a teddy bear. An old, powerful, fangy teddy bear...but still." She looked over the room, considering a smart mouth reply, but deciding that it would only lead to more trouble than she was quite ready to deal with. "Why don't you go ahead and I can see about getting clothing up for you and sweeping up the glass that's left of my overhead lights." From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Tue May 4 17:50:17 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth or Consequences ~ Tags: Muse Message-ID: Muse headed back into the kitchen, her arms full of a tray of ingredients for the pastries she had in mind. Most of the morning crowd had thinned out as the day wanned and she was excited about the prospect of spending time with Ratso tonight. It would be nice to have someone to run with. It'd been...a long time. She paused as she heard someone in the kitchen, tilting her head to one side. White locks rippled down her back and she blinked slowly. "Hello?" The unexpected voice startled Reilly and she struggled to hurry and swallow. She ran her fingers across her lip wiping the blood away before she spoke. Sorry  didnt mean to scare you. She shut the refrigerator door and came face to face with Muse. I was raiding for a snack, she apologized sheepishly. Im ..Im Reilly, she said extending her hand to the woman. Nice to meet you. Tags: Muse ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Getting married? Find tips, tools and the latest trends at MSN Life Events. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 18:05:54 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041648.20093.4097C9670000DABE00004E7D2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041648.20093.4097C9670000DABE00004E7D2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041905.54524.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 18:48, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Hey you get the easy job here. I could kick Meg's ass if I have to. But > > Andre is one of the few vamps out there that scare me." He pushed the > > door shut behind them. Then pointed to the bathroom. "So who is first ?" > > Marie chuckled and shrugged. "Andre is a teddy bear. An old, powerful, > fangy teddy bear...but still." She looked over the room, considering a > smart mouth reply, but deciding that it would only lead to more trouble > than she was quite ready to deal with. "Why don't you go ahead and I can > see about getting clothing up for you and sweeping up the glass that's left He wasn't exactly dissapointed. He had not in fact expected anything else. Still what he didn't expect might have been quite nice. But for the life of him he wouldn't tell he had just thought that. "Sure thing, but no peeking." He grinned, after his earlier remarks on the topic she probably didn't see that one coming. "We're dating now, I have to play coy." he smiled naughtilly stepping into the bathroom. Then because boys will be boys, he turned around and tore his tattered shirt off without having closed the door yet. He had every intention of closing it once she spoke...honest he did. tag From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 18:15:27 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041715.23566.4097CFAF000760A600005C0E2200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "We're dating now, I have to play coy." he smiled naughtilly stepping into the bathroom. "Yes, because you do coy so well." Marie's tones were wry and she moved to start cleaning up the glass. She couldn't say what made her look up at just that moment. Then because boys will be boys, he turned around and tore his tattered shirt off without having closed the door yet. He had every intention of closing it once she spoke...honest he did. Marie leaned back on her heels, blinking slowly. Wow. It wasn't as though she'd never seen a man without his shirt on before, but not this man in this kind of moment after he'd kissed her and they were talking about actually dating. She tried to untangle herself from a flurry of thoughts, and whistled lowly. "Very impressive." From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Tue May 4 18:16:32 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (=?iso-8859-1?q?Sue=20Lee?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the favour Joy Terry, Jessie, Jay, & anyone in infirmary In-Reply-To: <1083679301.13299.51.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040504171632.72723.qmail@web86304.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Let me put some proper clothes on, rather than this hospital gown, and drink some coffee, if I'm allowed, then I'll come and find you, if that's okay. There are some things we should talk about. I hope... I want to talk to you about why I was there last night..." He smiled at her. "Absolutely, whenever you're ready to talk, I'll be ready to listen." he nodded softly and stepped past the curtain. That was a good start. If he had pushed her now, she would have fled. She had to come to him, and do it on her own terms.So he had shown her the road, now it would be up to her to follow it.>> Joy lay back on the bed when he left and allowed the tears she'd held back to come to the surface. She was in pain, feeling vulnerable and confused and, for the first time she could remember in a while, feeling hungry. She thought about when she'd eaten last. There'd been a yoghurt, but she wasn't really sure what day it had been. Yesterday? The day before? And before that, she'd bought some fruit from the market, but it was probably in the bottom of the horrible fridge growing fur. Being hungry diverted her from having a good sobbing session, and instead she tried to work out if she could get out of bed to find something. Tag any... From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 18:32:14 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041715.23566.4097CFAF000760A600005C0E2200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041715.23566.4097CFAF000760A600005C0E2200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041932.14054.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 19:15, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > "We're dating now, I have to play coy." he smiled naughtilly stepping into > the bathroom. > > "Yes, because you do coy so well." Marie's tones were wry and she moved to > start cleaning up the glass. She couldn't say what made her look up at > just that moment. > > Then because boys will be boys, he turned around and tore his tattered > shirt off without having closed the door yet. > > He had every intention of closing it once she spoke...honest he did. > > Marie leaned back on her heels, blinking slowly. Wow. It wasn't as though > she'd never seen a man without his shirt on before, but not this man in > this kind of moment after he'd kissed her and they were talking about > actually dating. She tried to untangle herself from a flurry of thoughts, > and whistled lowly. "Very impressive." He glanced at her over his shoulder, gave a wink then swung his head back so his long raven black hair sweepped around his shoulders in a manner that would have made batmans cape get slink away in shame... and then closed the door firmly...but very very slowly. He liked the fact that she was impressed. He still had a scar collection from his time as a human, but the muscles below them were well developed and rolled under his skin like so much potatoes in a pillow case. With the door closed, he stepped into the shower, and a moment later the sound of the water could be heard. From the sheer weight of the steam leaking under the door it was obvious he had gone for very hot. He felt the prickling streams of water relaxing him, washing the knots of the previous nights stress and fighting out of his tired body. Images of the lovely girl outside flashed before his eyes when he closed to let the hot streams pound into his upturned face. He imagined her opening the door and sneaking a peak. He didn't look, he knew...well he was fairly certain... it was just a bit of fancy, but no use spoiling that by bringing reality into the business was there. It was certainly not something he would ever mention. With that thought he picked up the soap, and began to scrub away at the caked blood and grime that covered far too much of his skin. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 18:44:24 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041744.12471.4097D677000D76F0000030B72200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > With that thought he picked up the soap, and began to scrub away at the caked blood and grime that covered far too much of his skin. It took Marie a moment before she was able to drag her gaze away from the door. "Okay, Marie...stop it. It's just a very good looking vampire standing around naked in your shower..." The thought didn't help and she sighed, resting her head against the edge of the bed. "And here I am talking about infactuation..ye gads." But it was rather a fun thing, this...being interested. Finally she got the last of the glass out of the carpet and called down for extra towels and clothing, though she had to completely guess at Morgan's size, which meant begging for a few extras. She didn't know what housekeeping must be thinking and tried not to dwell on it. She didn't care what other people thought anyway....right? The clothing arrived faster than she thought it would and Marie murmured a thank you before closing the door again and putting the clothes by the bathroom door. She was tempted to put them inside, but fought the temptation. She was trying to be good even as her imagination toyed with her. She flopped on her belly across the bed, letting her eyes drift shut as she toyed with fantasies that she was never going to give voice to. If she wasn't careful she was going to fall asleep. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 18:58:51 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041744.12471.4097D677000D76F0000030B72200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041744.12471.4097D677000D76F0000030B72200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405041958.51627.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > The clothing arrived faster than she thought it would and Marie murmured a > thank you before closing the door again and putting the clothes by the > bathroom door. She was tempted to put them inside, but fought the > temptation. She was trying to be good even as her imagination toyed with > her. > > She flopped on her belly across the bed, letting her eyes drift shut as she > toyed with fantasies that she was never going to give voice to. If she > wasn't careful she was going to fall asleep. Finally convinced he was about as clean as he was going to get, Morganis stepped out of the shower, and closed the taps, after all, he should leave some hot water for her right. He grabbed a towel and toweled himself off vigorously, before walking to the bathroom mirror. Marie may never have made use of the room, but housekeeping had known she was female. There was a collection of skin moisturising creams, lotions, tube thingies, and other little feminine beauty accentuation tools that Morganis couldn't begin to guess the use off. After some digging he found only one can of what he could recognize as a deoderant though - but that didn't help him either - somehow he felt that smelling of "forrest lilac" would not leave Marie suitably impressed. So he just brushed his hair out. Thank goodness vampires don't need to shave, or he would be really stuck. He thought. With that he wrapped the towel about his hips. He wrapped it rather more tightly than absolutely needed, but a lose towel in these kinds of circumstances could reveal embarasing details - and without having to fall off. He was pretty sure there wouldn't be any such specific detail in need of being concealed... but still better prudent than single... or something like that anyway. Then he opened the door, and stepping out in the cloud of steam bore a momentary resemblance to prophet, although prophets are generally not portrayed as well built vampires with jet black hair and broad muscles wearing nothing but a towel. Which is when he realized what he had seen without noticing all along. The towel was pink, with little pictures of fluffy bunnies embroidered on it. ~So much for effect~ he thought as he felt the blood rushing to his face.... tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:03:52 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041803.25872.4097DB0800060AFB000065102200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > ~So much for effect~ he thought as he felt the blood rushing to his face.... Marie looked up from where she was flopped, supporting herself on her elbows. He really did cut quite an impressive figure and she flashedback on the kiss. Then the steam cleared and she saw both the rise of color in his cheeks and the towel. A soft murmur of laughter rose to her lips and she pressed her fingers over them until she could control it. "You look very becoming in fluffy bunnies, sug. Though I'm not sure the pink does much for your complexion." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 19:10:10 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041803.25872.4097DB0800060AFB000065102200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041803.25872.4097DB0800060AFB000065102200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405042010.10554.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 20:03, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > ~So much for effect~ he thought as he felt the blood rushing to his > > face.... > > Marie looked up from where she was flopped, supporting herself on her > elbows. He really did cut quite an impressive figure and she flashedback > on the kiss. Then the steam cleared and she saw both the rise of color in > his cheeks and the towel. A soft murmur of laughter rose to her lips and > she pressed her fingers over them until she could control it. "You look > very becoming in fluffy bunnies, sug. Though I'm not sure the pink does > much for your complexion." "Now now, behave, or I'll have to kiss you again." He admonished. "I left you hot water, and if you'll quit the giggling and point me to some clothes I would be very very much obliged." he added. tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 19:12:40 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Bad Medicine [Tag Jessie, Jay] Message-ID: <200405042012.40216.ajventer@sentechsa.com> When the girl came over, she said, "Would you tell the commander we're in the diner and would like to talk to him when he has a second?" "Sure thing, sis," Terry said with a wink, then gave Jessie a hug. "Congratulations!" she whispered in Jessie's ear.Jessie beamed. "Thanks," she whispered back. Then she turned back to Jay. "All ready. Hopefully the commander will meet us downstairs in a bit. I wanted to talk to him about that...other issue, too. Shall we?" "Yeah lets." Jay was thoroughly beaming when he saw his kid sister's face. "If all goes well maybe after we get some rest, I can finally get you that ring I promissed." he whispered softly in her ear as they stepped out. From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:16:25 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041816.27197.4097DDF90000963F00006A3D2200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Now now, behave, or I'll have to kiss you again." He admonished. "I left you hot water, and if you'll quit the giggling and point me to some clothes I would be very very much obliged." he added. Marie arched an eyebrow as he commented, rolling over to rest on her elbows. "Is that a threat or a promise? And I'm not sure if it's possible to run the hot water out here. It's set up on a hotel water system. I think that's what this place used to be." She nodded towards the piles of neatly folded clothing. "There are a couple of sizes, I wasn't sure..." From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:17:51 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting (tag Ratso, Evan) (was Kitchen help) (fwd) Message-ID: <050420041817.24479.4097DE4F0003DF4100005F9F2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "Yeah, dat's right," Ratso said. "No rush, just whenever ya can." He sighed. That guy really needed to learn to speak good. Ratso sat at the terminal and logged in. He swore as the red letters blazed across the screen yet again. "GUARDIANS ROK!!!" "Dat stupid..." He traced the damage to the source. Sure enough, it was the same handle. Kid didn't even bother to cover his tracks. He was proud of himself. Ratso began typing furiously, changing security settings yet again to keep the troublemaker out of their website. Tag Evan From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:20:04 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth or Consequences ~ Tags: Muse Message-ID: <050420041820.22406.4097DED3000EF991000057862200750784FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "I'm ..I'm Reilly," she said extending her hand to the woman. "Nice to meet you." Muse put the tray of pastry bits down, tilting her head a little as she watched the woman. It always made her a bit nervous when someone was wandering through her kitchen. Finally she took the offered hand. "I'm Muse. Nice to meet you too, but why come back here? There are plenty of snacks left out in the dispensery area." From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:21:54 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Message-ID: <050420041821.8182.4097DF42000A9B2400001FF62200737478FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> "It'll be alright lass, it'll all be alright, I'll look after you." he said quietly knowing she might not hear him now, but he meant every word. He felt obligated to her, and attracted to her at the same time. He sighed deeply. When Callum touched her back, Meg lost it completely. It wasn't just the fact that she was now a werewolf, most likely. It was everything. The attack at the club, Michael, her near death the night before, Roxanne's possession, being held by those mutants, all of it. She was ashamed. She was a cop, and a soldier. She should be able to control her emotions, not let things get to her... She turned and buried her head in Callum's shoulder. She cried, the sobbing causing her entire body to shake. It was as if the floodgates had opened, and there was no closing them now. She didn't really understand his words, just the tone of his voice. It was soothing, comforting. Tag Callum From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 19:40:19 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041816.27197.4097DDF90000963F00006A3D2200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041816.27197.4097DDF90000963F00006A3D2200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405042040.19468.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 20:16, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Now now, behave, or I'll have to kiss you again." He admonished. "I > > left you hot water, and if you'll quit the giggling and point me to some > > clothes I would be very very much obliged." he added. > > Marie arched an eyebrow as he commented, rolling over to rest on her > elbows. "Is that a threat or a promise? And I'm not sure if it's possible > to run the hot water out here. It's set up on a hotel water system. I > think that's what this place used to be." She nodded towards the piles of > neatly folded clothing. "There are a couple of sizes, I wasn't sure..." He kneeled in front of her. And pecked her on the lips. "Probably not very effective as a threat, so call it a promise then." he whispered. "Now unless you are really want to see me change so soon, get into that shower willya ?" But he kissed her lightly again before she could move... tags From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Tue May 4 19:46:16 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth or Consequences ~ Tag: Muse Message-ID: Muse put the tray of pastry bits down, tilting her head a little as she watched the woman. It always made her a bit nervous when someone was wandering through her kitchen. Finally she took the offered hand. "I'm Muse. Nice to meet you too, but why come back here? There are plenty of snacks left out in the dispensery area." Reilly fumbled for an adequate answer to the question. WellI..um.. needed something with a little more kick to it.. She could feel the blush creeping up hotly along her cheeks. I didnt want to well.. its awkward in front of other people. Know what I mean ? There, she finally said it without looking like a complete idiot. I would rather go out. but we cant and its sort of a personal thing for me and.. She stopped mid sentence realizing she was rambling on. I wont do it again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Watch LIVE baseball games on your computer with MLB.TV, included with MSN Premium! From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 19:59:20 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041859.6305.4097E808000A1904000018A12200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > He kneeled in front of her. And pecked her on the lips. "Probably not very effective as a threat, so call it a promise then." he whispered. "Now unless you are really want to see me change so soon, get into that shower willya ?" But he kissed her lightly again before she could move... She had a retort on the edge of her lips. Something about wondering if she really smelt -that- bad, but it was swallowed up in his kiss. With someone that actually knew what they were doing she was finding that she could rather enjoy this kissing thing. "Mmm.." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Tue May 4 20:17:53 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041859.6305.4097E808000A1904000018A12200750330FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041859.6305.4097E808000A1904000018A12200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405042117.53460.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Tuesday 04 May 2004 20:59, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He kneeled in front of her. And pecked her on the lips. "Probably not > > very effective as a threat, so call it a promise then." he whispered. > > "Now unless you are really want to see me change so soon, get into that > > shower willya ?" But he kissed her lightly again before she could > > move... > > She had a retort on the edge of her lips. Something about wondering if she > really smelt -that- bad, but it was swallowed up in his kiss. With someone > that actually knew what they were doing she was finding that she could > rather enjoy this kissing thing. "Mmm.." > "Golly" he said as he broke the kiss. It was probably the only time in his life he had ever used that word. He was hardly known as person who chose euphemisms for anything. He shivered a little, New York in early winter was not a place to wear just a towel. The snows hadn't shown up yet, but still it was chilly. He wanted her to go so he could get dressed more warmly. But damn well he really wanted her to stay with him longer. He sank down, twisting so he was sitting against the bed, facing away from it, his face right next to hers. "You know something. I think you really should go... because too much of this temptation, and I may do something inappropriate, and I really would rather not, not yet anyway." tags From jenarey at comcast.net Tue May 4 20:50:24 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050420041950.5645.4097F3FF000F0B400000160D2200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> "You know something. I think you really should go... because too much of this temptation, and I may do something inappropriate, and I really would rather not, not yet anyway." "Yeah...I know." She murmured the words quietly, though she wasn't moving very fast. Sitting so close she could smell the combination of soap and the scent on him that was distinctively vampire. Like earth and old blood. Some people found it offputting, but it had never bothered Marie. "See...I'm moving...I am..." She did half sit up, reaching out and trailing one finger along his hair. It was smoother than hers and apparently easier to tame. From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Tue May 4 21:08:41 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: <050420041821.8182.4097DF42000A9B2400001FF62200737478FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: >>When Callum touched her back, Meg lost it completely. It wasn't just the fact that she was now a werewolf, most likely. It was everything. The attack at the club, Michael, her near death the night before, Roxanne's possession, being held by those mutants, all of it. She was ashamed. She was a cop, and a soldier. She should be able to control her emotions, not let things get to her... She turned and buried her head in Callum's shoulder. She cried, the sobbing causing her entire body to shake. It was as if the floodgates had opened, and there was no closing them now. She didn't really understand his words, just the tone of his voice. It was soothing, comforting.>> He cradled her, gently murmuring into her hair, "It's okay. It's okay lass." This was a novel experience for him. He'd never held a sobbing woman before. He sat back onto the floor pulling her closer into his arms, sensing that she really needed someone to take charge, so she could stop being tough and be looked after. "I'm here Meg, you don't have to be brave, I'll take care of you." He held her close, absorbing her shaking into himself, mentally kicking himself for his part in her unhappiness. She smelt of soap, and shampoo, and he breathed in her scent, unable to stop himself this close to the full moon from using his acute sense of smell. He stroked her back gently, whispering partly to her and partly to himself that it would all be okay. Tag Meg. From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Tue May 4 21:18:07 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: >>Being hungry diverted her from having a good sobbing session, and instead she tried to work out if she could get out of bed to find something.<< >>Terry sensed rather than saw the young woman trying to get up. Determined to do a better job with Joy than she had with Meg, she rushed to Joy's side. "Careful! You don't want to get up too fast." She helped the girl sit on the edge of the bed. "Hi, I'm Terry Edwards. I'm Jay's sister. I think I owe you one for bringing him back in one piece. Would you like something to eat? I know I would. I can call the diner, and they'll bring it right up. What do you feel up to having?" Her voice was slow, calm, and soothing, and she smiled warmly at Joy.>> Joy smiled back feeling rather embarrassed, she'd really lost control of everything last night. She could only assume that it was because of the blood loss. There was something about the smell of blood that brought everything back to her, all the things she'd managed to not think about for years. "Thank you for last night. You were very kind to me. I'm sorry I just sort of... Well I wasn't dealing with stuff very well." She glanced down at her arms, there was no point in hiding them from Terry, she'd already seen them, and her at her worst. "I'd really like something to eat, but do you think I could have a shower and get some clothes, and have my things? Maybe after that, you know, I'd really like some lemon cheesecake most of all in the world. If you don't think that'd be against Doctors orders?" Tag Terry From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Tue May 4 22:48:46 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <050420041817.24479.4097DE4F0003DF4100005F9F2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040504214846.25372.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Yeah, dat's right," Ratso said. "No rush, just > whenever ya can." "Now's as good a time as any innit, ain't doing na'ink at the mo any road. Least goin' dahn stairs aint so 'ard on the old plates eh?" With that Evan stopped what he was doing and headed off down the stairs for the basement, finding the computer room eventually, he gave the door a sharp rap with his knuckles. [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 03:29:22 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) -- was Bad Medicine (fwd) Message-ID: <050520040229.17773.40985182000D0F750000456D2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "Yeah lets." Jay was thoroughly beaming when he saw his kid sister's face. "If all goes well maybe after we get some rest, I can finally get you that ring I promissed." he whispered softly in her ear as they stepped out. Jessie smiled. "That'll be fun. I really wasn't expecting you to be up and around so soon." As they made their way to the diner, Jessie said, "I know a jeweler in the Diamond District. He's done some pieces for my mother, and he might give us a good deal. He designed my sister's wedding rings. Maybe we can go see him. I...well, I wanted to see if maybe he could mount a diamond in this ring my grandmother gave me, and I could use that." She showed Jay the claddaugh ring she now wore on her right hand. She took it off and turned it so that the point of the heart pointed inward. "That way I could have something of the two people I love most with me always. Or maybe he can use the gold to make a new ring." Tag Jay From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 03:30:47 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry) (fwd) Message-ID: <050520040230.8725.409851D70002C81F000022152200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> >>Joy lay back on the bed when he left and allowed the tears she'd held back to come to the surface. She was in pain, feeling vulnerable and confused and, for the first time she could remember in a while, feeling hungry. She thought about when she'd eaten last. There'd been a yoghurt, but she wasn't really sure what day it had been. Yesterday? The day before? And before that, she'd bought some fruit from the market, but it was probably in the bottom of the horrible fridge growing fur. Being hungry diverted her from having a good sobbing session, and instead she tried to work out if she could get out of bed to find something.<< Terry sensed rather than saw the young woman trying to get up. Determined to do a better job with Joy than she had with Meg, she rushed to Joy's side. "Careful! You don't want to get up too fast." She helped the girl sit on the edge of the bed. "Hi, I'm Terry Edwards. I'm Jay's sister. I think I owe you one for bringing him back in one piece. Would you like something to eat? I know I would. I can call the diner, and they'll bring it right up. What do you feel up to having?" Her voice was slow, calm, and soothing, and she smiled warmly at Joy. Tag Joy From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 04:05:40 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040505030540.20400.qmail@web40505.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>He cradled her, gently murmuring into her hair, "It's okay. It's okay lass." This was a novel experience for him. He'd never held a sobbing woman before. He sat back onto the floor pulling her closer into his arms, sensing that she really needed someone to take charge, so she could stop being tough and be looked after. "I'm here Meg, you don't have to be brave, I'll take care of you." He held her close, absorbing her shaking into himself, mentally kicking himself for his part in her unhappiness. She smelt of soap, and shampoo, and he breathed in her scent, unable to stop himself this close to the full moon from using his acute sense of smell. He stroked her back gently, whispering partly to her and partly to himself that it would all be okay.<< Meg relaxed into his arms. She had never -- NEVER -- allowed herself the luxury of relaxing, of truly letting go, ever, not since Michael had disappeared. If she relaxed, her mom might take a swing at her, or kill herself. If she relaxed, people died. It felt good to be able to do it, just once. Her crying finally subsided. Still she didn't move. She inhaled, and took in the scents of Callum. She could smell things she'd never smelled before. Soap, and detergent from his clothes, and books. A little after shave, not much. But something else, underneath it all. Something...animal-like. His wolf. The smell was doing very strange things to her. She could feel whatever it was inside her trying to come to the surface. She could feel something else, too -- arousal. Her body was responding sexually to his presence. She snuggled against him, then her hand started to work its way down... She shot up like a rocket. No way! This was not going to happen right now, not this way! She jumped up and straightened her clothes, then rummaged on Jessie's desk for a box of tissues. "I...I'm sorry, Cal...Callum," she stammered, her face red from crying and embarrassment. "I don't normally cry like that. Guess it just caught up with me." She didn't mention that other thing she didn't do...at least not with guys that she'd known for less than a day. Not unless she'd had about ten jello shots or two monster margaritas. What was she supposed to say, anyway -- 'Sorry, but you smelled like a dog, and I just couldn't help myself?' Tag Callum From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 04:12:05 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso, Evan] In-Reply-To: <20040504214846.25372.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505031205.97204.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>"Now's as good a time as any innit, ain't doing na'ink at the mo any road. Least goin' dahn stairs aint so 'ard on the old plates eh?" With that Evan stopped what he was doing and headed off down the stairs for the basement, finding the computer room eventually, he gave the door a sharp rap with his knuckles.<< Ratso finished the last bit of adjustments, then called, "Come in, it's open." While Evan was walking in, Ratso said, "I was hopin' I could ask ya ta look after da monitors for da next few nights. I ain't gonna be in any shape ta do it, an' we might have problems. I...well, since you can talk ta me when I'm a rat, I thought you might be da best guy. Normally Gabe or da commander or Larry does it, but dis'll woik better. If ya can do it, dat is." Tag Evan From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 04:21:26 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040505032126.54096.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>Joy smiled back feeling rather embarrassed, she'd really lost control of everything last night. She could only assume that it was because of the blood loss. There was something about the smell of blood that brought everything back to her, all the things she'd managed to not think about for years. "Thank you for last night. You were very kind to me. I'm sorry I just sort of... Well I wasn't dealing with stuff very well." She glanced down at her arms, there was no point in hiding them from Terry, she'd already seen them, and her at her worst. "I'd really like something to eat, but do you think I could have a shower and get some clothes, and have my things? Maybe after that, you know, I'd really like some lemon cheesecake most of all in the world. If you don't think that'd be against Doctors orders?"<< Terry grinned. "I think the doctor will be happy to know you're eating. Better check with her, though, just in case. I don't know if you had any internal injuries. We have a shower down here in the infirmary. The maintenance people cleaned it after Meg used it, so it's ready to go. As to clothes..." She looked the girl over. "I think you're about my size. I'll have housekeeping bring some of my things down. Do you want a bra and underwear, too? I have some I just bought that I haven't worn yet. You're welcome to a set until we can take you shopping." Tag Joy From ajventer at sentechsa.com Wed May 5 06:13:19 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) -- was Bad Medicine (fwd) In-Reply-To: <050520040229.17773.40985182000D0F750000456D2200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040229.17773.40985182000D0F750000456D2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405050713.19753.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > As they made their way to the diner, Jessie said, "I know a jeweler > in the Diamond District. He's done some pieces for my mother, and he > might give us a good deal. He designed my sister's wedding rings. > Maybe we can go see him. I...well, I wanted to see if maybe he could > mount a diamond in this ring my grandmother gave me, and I could use > that." > > She showed Jay the claddaugh ring she now wore on her right hand. > She took it off and turned it so that the point of the heart pointed > inward. "That way I could have something of the two people I love > > most with me always. Or maybe he can use the gold to make a new > ring." > He smiled. "Anything you want my love. Anything at all." he said softly. "And while we're out, we should pick up some champagne for tonight. Just you and me, and some candles. We haven't had time to properly celebrate yet." tags From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 06:32:13 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Truth or Consequences ~ Tag: Muse Message-ID: <050520040532.5740.40987C5D000610940000166C2200734830FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Reilly fumbled for an adequate answer to the question. WellI..um..needed something with a little more kick to it.. She could feel the blush creeping up hotly along her cheeks. I didnt want to well.. its awkward in front of other people. Know what I mean ? There, she finally said it without looking like a complete idiot. I would rather go out. but we cant and its sort of a personal thing for me and.. She stopped mid sentence realizing she was rambling on. I wont do it again. "Mmm..." Muse leaned against the counter, her fingers idly tangling in her hair. She knew she should tie up the long locks before she started baking, but hadn't gotten around to it yet. "Even food with kick is kept there...but you could also have it brought up to your room if you wanted. Going out is...well...maybe something you should...should discuss with the commander." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 07:44:55 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050420041634.11476.4097C60A000C5D7700002CD42200745672FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041634.11476.4097C60A000C5D7700002CD42200745672FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083739495.950.24.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 18:34, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Ah that explains a lot." He didn't ask any further. He didn't need to. After three centuries - he had been some 'old acquaintances' like that."So what brings you to the big apple. I can't be the pretty, scenery or the fresh air I know that much." > > Natalia mmed softly, a whisper of sound. "Perhaps not, though the scenery here is still prettier than some places I've frequented. I'm here because I was called here. There is a task that apparently requires my attention and has something to do with your guardians. As well a vampire that I've been hunting for well over a century is here, and I rather intend to stop the games he and I have been playing on a permanent basis." "Who is he ? If you'd like some backup - we're not at our best right now, last night battle and the full moon is a rough combination, but even at our worst, we still have some clout in this city." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 07:49:13 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050420041950.5645.4097F3FF000F0B400000160D2200761438FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050420041950.5645.4097F3FF000F0B400000160D2200761438FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083739753.950.30.camel@DS9> On Tue, 2004-05-04 at 21:50, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > "You know something. I think you really should go... because too much of this temptation, and I may do something inappropriate, and I really would rather not, not yet anyway." > > "Yeah...I know." She murmured the words quietly, though she wasn't moving very fast. Sitting so close she could smell the combination of soap and the scent on him that was distinctively vampire. Like earth and old blood. Some people found it offputting, but it had never bothered Marie. "See...I'm moving...I am..." She did half sit up, reaching out and trailing one finger along his hair. It was smoother than hers and apparently easier to tame. He leaned back. Enjoying her fingers through his hair. Even dirty and grimy she smelled lovely. There was a kind of hidden sensuality behind her tomboy approach to life, a femininity almost despite herself. And he was drawn to it -because of what came with it. A girl who could kick a man's chestbone out through his spine. "The mystery goes far deeper than I ever imagined" he said. "And I've only shone my torch into the mouth of the cave, I haven't even stepped inside yet." He half kicked himself for what was possibly the worst analogy in the history of compliments, but he hoped she would get what he meant, not what he actually said which was about as poetic as that limerick about the guy from Nantucket. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 07:51:32 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050520040651.10840.40988EF40007E1AB00002A582200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Who is he ? If you'd like some backup - we're not at our best right now, last night battle and the full moon is a rough combination, but even at our worst, we still have some clout in this city." "Vincent is..." Natalia paused, trying to find the right words for her disgust. "The worst of what monsters men might become. One who knowingly chose darkness. The last time Luken and I hunted him he had been joined by a Brotherhood of Lycans who were working on bringing a rather major demon to earth. I suspect something of the sort is going on again." From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 07:56:44 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050520040656.28156.4098902C0009F31F00006DFC2200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "The mystery goes far deeper than I ever imagined" he said. "And I've only shone my torch into the mouth of the cave, I haven't even stepped inside yet." He half kicked himself for what was possibly the worst analogy in the history of compliments, but he hoped she would get what he meant, not what he actually said which was about as poetic as that limerick about the guy from Nantucket. Marie laughed softly, still running her fingers through his hair. She had the oddest urge to lean down and kiss the bared flesh of his shoulder, but decided to ignore it. That wouldn't be particularily fair and she wasn't sure what it would lead to. Making heads and tails of his analogy was likewise a path to trouble so she simply chuckled. "I'm going to take that as a compliment." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 08:00:57 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050520040651.10840.40988EF40007E1AB00002A582200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040651.10840.40988EF40007E1AB00002A582200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083740457.947.34.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 08:51, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Who is he ? If you'd like some backup - we're not at our best right now, last night battle and the full moon is a rough combination, but even at our worst, we still have some clout in this city." > > "Vincent is..." Natalia paused, trying to find the right words for her disgust. "The worst of what monsters men might become. One who knowingly chose darkness. The last time Luken and I hunted him he had been joined by a Brotherhood of Lycans who were working on bringing a rather major demon to earth. I suspect something of the sort is going on again." Sullivan nodded sagely, he had met too many like that. "I know that name though, I'm sure we have a case file on a vampire called Vincent." he trailed off. "Natalia... from London ? I read the casefile Luken did on his hunt for Vincent. He didn't include much about you though, except to mention that you didn't survive...." He trailed off again. "Well whatever happened there is in the past, and between the two of you - but if Vincent is in New York - you can count on the guardians. His type is the reason we exist." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 08:04:46 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:31 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050520040656.28156.4098902C0009F31F00006DFC2200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040656.28156.4098902C0009F31F00006DFC2200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083740686.950.39.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 08:56, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > "The mystery goes far deeper than I ever imagined" he said. "And I've only shone my torch into the mouth of the cave, I haven't even stepped inside yet." He half kicked himself for what was possibly the worst analogy in the history of compliments, but he hoped she would get what he meant, not what he actually said which was about as poetic as that limerick about the guy from Nantucket. > > Marie laughed softly, still running her fingers through his hair. She had the oddest urge to lean down and kiss the bared flesh of his shoulder, but decided to ignore it. That wouldn't be particularily fair and she wasn't sure what it would lead to. Making heads and tails of his analogy was likewise a path to trouble so she simply chuckled. "I'm going to take that as a compliment." "It was intended as one... although admittedly it was not the best description I've ever come up with." He pulled his knees up to his chest, turns out the towel wasn't tight enough after all. ~Behave Morganis. She is too special to rush things. It's okay and natural to want, but it's not okay and natural to rush.~ Instead he reached up over his head, took her hands, and pulled her softly down, craning his head back to kiss her again. This time however, he did not hold back. He kissed her deeply his hands holding hers, her palms resting on his chest. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 08:06:15 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050520040706.1462.40989267000BD9E6000005B62200750744FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Sullivan nodded sagely, he had met too many like that. "I know that name though, I'm sure we have a case file on a vampire called Vincent." he trailed off. "Natalia... from London ? I read the casefile Luken did on his hunt for Vincent. He didn't include much about you though, except to mention that you didn't survive...." He trailed off again. "Well whatever happened there is in the past, and between the two of you - but if Vincent is in New York - you can count on the guardians. His type is the reason we exist." "Indeed. When things go bump in the night there must be always those willing to retrieve the silence." Natalia was quite for a moment before shrugging. "I was dead...I..." Her eyes sparkled with a faint mirth as she spoke. "Got better." From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 08:11:44 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! Message-ID: <050520040711.17411.409893B0000CDB9D000044032200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Instead he reached up over his head, took her hands, and pulled her softly down, craning his head back to kiss her again. This time however, he did not hold back. He kissed her deeply his hands holding hers, her palms resting on his chest. Marie quickly became glad that she had the bed under her. If she'd been standing she was rather sure she would have fallen over as her knees went rubbery. She made a soft little sound, almost catlike in nature, her fingers pressing against the warmth of his skin. The little voice of warning in her head screamed at her to stop it, which she didn't seem to be managing. He was...so easy to get lost in. Which should have been another warning considering how short a period of time they'd known each other. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 08:27:29 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050520040706.1462.40989267000BD9E6000005B62200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040706.1462.40989267000BD9E6000005B62200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083742049.950.43.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 09:06, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Sullivan nodded sagely, he had met too many like that. "I know that name though, I'm sure we have a case file on a vampire called Vincent." he trailed off. "Natalia... from London ? I read the casefile Luken did on his hunt for Vincent. He didn't include much about you though, except to mention that you didn't survive...." He trailed off again. "Well whatever happened there is in the past, and between the two of you - but if Vincent is in New York - you can count on the guardians. His type is the reason we exist." > > "Indeed. When things go bump in the night there must be always those willing to retrieve the silence." Natalia was quite for a moment before shrugging. "I was dead...I..." Her eyes sparkled with a faint mirth as she spoke. "Got better." "Oh been there done that." He said grinning back. "Although I gather you used a different treatment than I did. Do you have any clues toward where Vincent may be, and if you think our database might be useful, feel free to do a search, our tech guy Rizolli will give you access, just say you cleared it with me... and don't be offended if he decides to check up on that first. I know we got some things on Vincent, how up to date and complete I can't say. Could be a waste of time, or it may give you something really useful. Either way it's worth a shot." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 08:30:56 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050520040730.20922.4098983000075B27000051BA2200745672FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Although I gather you used a different treatment than I did. > Do you have any clues toward where Vincent may be, and if you think our > database might be useful, feel free to do a search, our tech guy Rizolli > will give you access, just say you cleared it with me... and don't be > offended if he decides to check up on that first. I know we got some > things on Vincent, how up to date and complete I can't say. Could be a > waste of time, or it may give you something really useful. Either way > it's worth a shot." Natalia nodded, reaching up and pushing her hair back from her eyes. "A rather different method, yes. If I had a dime for every death since...that'd be a lot of dimes." As he spoke about the computer system she chuckled softly. "Luken offered much the same. Though...truth be told. I haven't the faintest idea where to even begin mucking with such technology." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 08:46:14 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake! In-Reply-To: <050520040711.17411.409893B0000CDB9D000044032200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040711.17411.409893B0000CDB9D000044032200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083743174.950.53.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 09:11, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Instead he reached up over his head, took her hands, and pulled her softly down, craning his head back to kiss her again. This time however, he did not hold back. He kissed her deeply his hands holding hers, her palms resting on his chest. > > Marie quickly became glad that she had the bed under her. If she'd been standing she was rather sure she would have fallen over as her knees went rubbery. She made a soft little sound, almost catlike in nature, her fingers pressing against the warmth of his skin. The little voice of warning in her head screamed at her to stop it, which she didn't seem to be managing. He was...so easy to get lost in. Which should have been another warning considering how short a period of time they'd known each other. Morganis was swooning. He was also losing a lot of his normal composure and control, in a way he was not used to. He had lost it in battle on more than one occasion, but this was new, he just wanted to pull her more tightly against him, get closer. He probably would have except that the moment was completely shattered by the awful noise that suddenly came tearing through the walls from the next room. It bore Morganis was forced to admit, a tremendous resemblance to sounds made by two cats when they are trying to ensure the survival of the feline species. He jerked his head back in surprise. Then the noise seemed to gain structure, somewhere in the screaming of the strings there was a harmony and a melody hidden -if you cared to look for it. Then the voice, Damiens, but he was screaming now. The growl death metal muso's called. Loud, powerful and completely devoid of beauty. Burn the world ! Burn the world ! Burn the world ! Which suddenly changed, into a soft melodic song, the sheer contrast an emotional roller-coaster. Father into your hands, I commend my spirit Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me. In your eyes forsaken me. In your thoughts forsaken me. In your heart forsaken .... meeeee.... oh trussst in my... self righteous suiciiiiide Iiiiii cryyyyyyyy when angels deserve to dieeeeeee And then the melodic weepy song was replaced instantly by another bout of the hardcore guitar-torture that would make your average demon get on with what it was doing. Morganis looked at Marie. "We so have to get those two back together, if only for the sake of our hearing ! I never thought I would say this of anyone but I actually preffered it when he was singing Bonnie Tyler." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 08:47:41 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050520040730.20922.4098983000075B27000051BA2200745672FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520040730.20922.4098983000075B27000051BA2200745672FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083743261.950.55.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 09:30, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Although I gather you used a different treatment than I did. > > Do you have any clues toward where Vincent may be, and if you think our > > database might be useful, feel free to do a search, our tech guy Rizolli > > will give you access, just say you cleared it with me... and don't be > > offended if he decides to check up on that first. I know we got some > > things on Vincent, how up to date and complete I can't say. Could be a > > waste of time, or it may give you something really useful. Either way > > it's worth a shot." > > Natalia nodded, reaching up and pushing her hair back from her eyes. "A rather different method, yes. If I had a dime for every death since...that'd be a lot of dimes." As he spoke about the computer system she chuckled softly. "Luken offered much the same. Though...truth be told. I haven't the faintest idea where to even begin mucking with such technology." "Just ask Rizolli to help you if needed. But being an old-timer myself I made sure it was about as simple as it could be. Give it a name, it will give you the answers." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 11:44:51 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505031205.97204.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505104451.39514.qmail@web86408.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > While Evan was walking in, Ratso said, "I was hopin' > I could ask ya ta look after da monitors for da next > few nights. I ain't gonna be in any shape ta do it, > an' we might have problems. I...well, since you can > talk ta me when I'm a rat, I thought you might be da > best guy. Normally Gabe or da commander or Larry > does it, but dis'll woik better. If ya can do it, > dat is." "Pull a couple a' all nighters? Yeah, should be able t do that corp. I 'ad a bit a' trainin' on the San Francisco set up an' it's a piece o' cake innit. Wot sort o' time do ya want me dahn ere?" Evan replied willingly. [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 12:14:28 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <200405050713.19753.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040505111428.61705.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>He smiled. "Anything you want my love. Anything at all." he said softly. "And while we're out, we should pick up some champagne for tonight. Just you and me, and some candles. We haven't had time to properly celebrate yet."<< "True," she smiled, blushing a bit. By this time they'd arrived at the diner. It seemed pretty quiet, so Jessie sat at a booth. When Jay sat, she took hs hand. "This is just so incredible to me. You're here, and alive, and healthy again. I can't tell you how happy that makes me." She frowned. "I'm really worried about Joy, though. I hope Terry can talk to her a little, make her feel more at home here. She so desperately needs a home now." Tag Jay tags _______________________________________________ GOTC mailing list GOTC@lists.herald.co.uk http://lists.herald.co.uk/mailman/listinfo/gotc From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 12:24:46 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505104451.39514.qmail@web86408.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505112446.63235.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>"Pull a couple a' all nighters? Yeah, should be able t do that corp. I 'ad a bit a' trainin' on the San Francisco set up an' it's a piece o' cake innit. Wot sort o' time do ya want me dahn ere?" Evan replied willingly.<< "Two hours before sundown'd be great. I gotta be where I'm gonna be at an hour before." Ratso scratched his head. "Hey, does...your communicatin' ting woik through da intercoms?" Tag Evan [ From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 12:45:49 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505112446.63235.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505114549.92757.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Two hours before sundown'd be great. I gotta be > where I'm gonna be at an hour before." "Smashin' I'll get me 'ed down s'arternoon then, so's I aint kippin on me watch." > Ratso scratched his head. "Hey, does...your > communicatin' ting woik through da intercoms?" "Well, the stuff we 'ad on the west coast weren't quite as pukka as yourn, but I weren't ever able to do it wiv their stuff. I think it's more like that magic stuff some other guardians do innit." Evan goes quiet for a moment and concentrates, "I can pretty much cover the 'ol buildin' from 'ere up to the roof plus a decent bit of the block tho. Elvis is pissin' the pigeons off at the mo' playin' loud thrash metal an' the nestin' starlin's up on the roof are all antsy as ow someone's up there an they don't smell right, smells like a predator. Ain't much else, this place stays pretty clear of normal stuff thanks to all the were's in ere, no offence meant, that an it bein' kept so spick n span." [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 13:03:05 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505114549.92757.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505120305.4055.qmail@web40505.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>"Well, the stuff we 'ad on the west coast weren't quite as pukka as yourn, but I weren't ever able to do it wiv their stuff. I think it's more like that magic stuff some other guardians do innit." Evan goes quiet for a moment and concentrates, "I can pretty much cover the 'ol buildin' from 'ere up to the roof plus a decent bit of the block tho. Elvis is pissin' the pigeons off at the mo' playin' loud thrash metal an' the nestin' starlin's up on the roof are all antsy as ow someone's up there an they don't smell right, smells like a predator. Ain't much else, this place stays pretty clear of normal stuff thanks to all the were's in ere, no offence meant, that an it bein' kept so spick n span."<< Ratso whistled. He was actually beginning to understand most of what Evan said. "Wow! Dat's great! Well, so long as ya can get ta me, dat'll be ok. Ya can always call da commander or Gabe or Jay if sometin goes wrong. Jay's probably laid up, so maybe not him. Da main ting is ta watch out for..." He turned and looked on in horror as the red letters danced across the screen again...literally. GUARDIANS kept crawling over his computer screen, the R and the I kicking like can-can dancers as the music played. "No good lousy kid! I'll havta try sometin' else ta get rid of him!" Tag Evan From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 13:25:54 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505120305.4055.qmail@web40505.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505122554.62623.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Ratso whistled. He was actually beginning to > understand most of what Evan said. "Wow! Dat's > great! Well, so long as ya can get ta me, dat'll be > ok. Ya can always call da commander or Gabe or Jay > if sometin goes wrong. Jay's probably laid up, so > maybe not him. Da main ting is ta watch out for..." > He turned and looked on in horror as the red letters > danced across the screen again...literally. > GUARDIANS kept crawling over his computer screen, > the R and the I kicking like can-can dancers as the > music played. "No good lousy kid! I'll havta try > sometin' else ta get rid of him!" Evan watched as Ratso's fingers flew across the keyboard. "You avin' a bit o' aggro there corp?" He finally asked. [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Wed May 5 13:46:27 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505122554.62623.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505124627.1795.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>Evan watched as Ratso's fingers flew across the keyboard. "You avin' a bit o' aggro there corp?" He finally asked.<< "Yeah," Ratso said as his fingers flew across the keyboard. "Some kid's broken into our server and keeps leaving messages. He's not doin' anyting destructive, just annoying. Everyting I do ta keep him out he cracks. Guess I should just leave it, but I wanted everyting ta be ship-shape while I'm...out a commission." He sighed. "He's good, I'll give him dat..." Tag Evan From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 14:04:12 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505124627.1795.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505130412.84351.qmail@web86408.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Yeah," Ratso said as his fingers flew across the > keyboard. "Some kid's broken into our server and > keeps leaving messages. He's not doin' anyting > destructive, just annoying. Everyting I do ta keep > him out he cracks. Guess I should just leave it, > but I wanted everyting ta be ship-shape while > I'm...out a commission." > He sighed. "He's good, I'll give him dat..." "Well, yer both better at it than I am that's an no mistake. Couldn't ya disconnect the sensitive stuff internally like? If this chav's gonna get past yer stuff tonight?" Evan wondered, he was happy enough to watch the monitors, but didn't fancy having the whole system becoming infected and corrupted while he was meant to be on watch. [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 15:12:38 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050520041412.23629.4098F65600092BA300005C4D2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Just ask Rizolli to help you if needed. But being an old-timer myself I made sure it was about as simple as it could be. Give it a name, it will give you the answers." "At least if there are answers to be had." Natalia cracked another amused smile. "Sometimes I don't think even technology keeps up with some folks." She stretched slightly. "Is there anything else you'd like to discuss? I don't wish to keep you from your duties, and I have a grumpy faery to visit that I owe a bottle of whiskey to." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Wed May 5 15:19:59 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ In-Reply-To: <050520041412.23629.4098F65600092BA300005C4D2200750330FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050520041412.23629.4098F65600092BA300005C4D2200750330FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1083766798.950.84.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 16:12, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Just ask Rizolli to help you if needed. But being an old-timer myself I made sure it was about as simple as it could be. Give it a name, it will give you the answers." > > "At least if there are answers to be had." Natalia cracked another amused smile. "Sometimes I don't think even technology keeps up with some folks." She stretched slightly. "Is there anything else you'd like to discuss? I don't wish to keep you from your duties, and I have a grumpy faery to visit that I owe a bottle of whiskey to." > _______________________________________________ "No that's all for now, I still have to talk to some other guardians. It's not all fun being the boss. Perhaps when things are quieter we can share a coffee or something. But I'm glad you're here, Meg may well have been dead otherwise." tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Wed May 5 15:52:34 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Mortality [Tag Sullivan, Natalia[ Message-ID: <050520041452.13259.4098FFB20007ADDD000033CB2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "No that's all for now, I still have to talk to some other guardians. It's not all fun being the boss. Perhaps when things are quieter we can share a coffee or something. But I'm glad you're here, Meg may well have been dead otherwise." "Very possibly." She allowed the thought with a quite musing. "Sometimes the fates have an odd sense of humor at where I'm placed when. But, in this case, I'm just as glad. Perhaps I'll seek out Luken and your crazy database before I go faery seeking. Thud has been waiting this long for his whiskey, another couple hours won't kill him. Be well, Sullivan." She didn't add a title to the name. He wasn't her commander and she saw no need to play with the thought that he might be. From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 17:09:08 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry) In-Reply-To: <20040505032126.54096.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505160908.84735.qmail@web25208.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Terry grinned. "I think the doctor will be happy to > know you're eating. Better check with her, though, > just in case. I don't know if you had any internal > injuries. We have a shower down here in the > infirmary. The maintenance people cleaned it after > Meg used it, so it's ready to go. As to clothes..." > > She looked the girl over. "I think you're about my > size. I'll have housekeeping bring some of my > things down. Do you want a bra and underwear, too? > I have some I just bought that I haven't worn yet. > You're welcome to a set until we can take you > shopping." > "Underwear would be great, thank you so much." Joy looked really puzzled. Why were these people treating her like this. It was very nice, she wasn't complaining, but it was really odd. She was feeling really unsettled by it. She tried moving her arm experimentally. It hurt, a lot, but not really as much as she'd expected it to. She winced a little. "Do you... Could I... I'd really like to borrow a shirt or something which buttons up, so it's easier to get on, and with long sleeves, if that's okay? I'm taller than you I guess, about 4 inches maybe? Do you have something with pockets, a long skirt or something, I don't usually... I've not got a bag with me, everything was in my leathers." She suddenly was struck by a random thought "Hell my bike, I guess it's probably still there, I tried to hide in the warehouse next door. Oh I'm so stupid not to have thought of it before now. There's probably nothing left of it, it was a pretty rough area." Tag Terry ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Wed May 5 18:02:45 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Beginning to be a tad adult In-Reply-To: <20040505030540.20400.qmail@web40505.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040505170245.11231.qmail@web25209.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Meg relaxed into his arms. She had never -- NEVER > -- allowed herself the luxury of relaxing, of truly > letting go, ever, not since Michael had disappeared. > If she relaxed, her mom might take a swing at her, > or kill herself. If she relaxed, people died. It > felt good to be able to do it, just once. Callum felt her clinging, until she relaxed against him, and he was supporting her weight. He smiled broadly, she was mightly bonny, and a very pleasing armful. He indulged himself and kissed her forehead gently. "It's all right lass, you lean on me now." > Her crying finally subsided. Still she didn't move. > She inhaled, and took in the scents of Callum. He heard her breathing in her scent, and held his breath for a moment, then moving his head to be closer to her neck he did the same, fighting back an urge to actually nuzzle her. > She could smell things she'd never smelled before. > Soap, and detergent from his clothes, and books. A > little after shave, not much. But something else, > underneath it all. Something...animal-like. His > wolf. The smell was doing very strange things to > her. She could feel whatever it was inside her > trying to come to the surface. She could feel > something else, too -- arousal. Her body was > responding sexually to his presence. She snuggled > against him, then her hand started to work its way > down... He could smell a faint tang of sweat, which no human could have detected, underlying her showered and perfumed body, from the rise in body temperature she'd experienced crying in his arms. Then he breathed in again and smelt her desire, which mirrored his own. He was immediately aroused, and the blood from his brain rushed south, as her hand started to move in that direction. He breathed in a gulp of air, but in close proximity to her it just fuelled him further. This couldn't happen. She was vulnerable and in his arms, because he was responsible for turning her, not for any other reason. All right it was true, he'd wanted her since the moment he'd seen her lying on the warehouse floor, but he couldn't take advantage of her in this state, it would be hideously unfair. He started to release her, opened his mouth to explain... > She shot up like a rocket. No way! This was not > going to happen right now, not this way! She jumped > up and straightened her clothes, then rummaged on > Jessie's desk for a box of tissues. He felt her leave him and move upwards, and breathed in again, willing himself to subside and not give her any reason for embarrasment. > "I...I'm sorry, Cal...Callum," she stammered, her > face red from crying and embarrassment. "I don't > normally cry like that. Guess it just caught up > with me." "I'm sorry to have given you reason to cry like that, but I guess, I hope, it wasn't just because of what I said. I don't think I've ever made a woman cry like that before. Do you want to talk about it? Would you like to get out of here, maybe go for a walk together, and get some fresh air, a cup of coffee? You look like you could use a break from it all." He wanted her away from here, doing something normal, seeing the world for the last time with human's eyes before tonight, before she changed for ever. Tag Meg ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 08:39:52 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Awake [JP A.J. and Jena]. Message-ID: <1083829192.3224.60.camel@DS9> Morganis looked at Marie. "We so have to get those two back together, if only for the sake of our hearing ! I never thought I would say this of anyone but I actually preferred it when he was singing Bonnie Tyler." Marie shuddered, her shoulders hunching as though she could protect her hearing. "How about I just kill the guitar and leave him tied up in a closet somewhere? Ye gads that's...horrible. I am so moving rooms away from the music man." In her own way Marie was glad for the interruption, simply because she wasn't sure where what was happening in the room was going and wasn't ready for it to go too far. This whole thing was still a bit...bizarre. She sighed, squeezing Morgan's hands before gently disentangling herself from him. "I'll be right back. Shower...and then I'll go talk to the Maestro...and try not to hurt him." "I can see how that may be difficult. I'll wait for you, then head out and speak to the girl." He wouldn't go straight away, he wanted a few minutes to think first. This was all rather, disconcerting, he had not been planning on a relationship, and that meant...what did it mean ? He was certainly happy to have it, but it was all so... out of control. A few moments to think about things would do him a world of good he decided. Marie nodded, reaching up and flicking a lock of hair back from his face before slipping off the bed. She grabbed the pile of her clothing and took them with her, shuddering as another crashing chord pierced the walls. "He keeps that up and I am going to hurt him." She gave a little smile and then closed the door to the bathroom behind her. A moment later the water could be heard running. Marie stripped down quickly, examining herself in the mirror and sighing. There were more bruises than just her forearm and she sighed. "I look like the punchline to a bad black and white and red all over joke." She turned on the shower and stepped inside, tugging the tie out of her hair and letting the water stream over her. She was grateful for the heat and more grateful to watch the dirt and gore wash away. What was she doing with Morgan? Were they really...dating? She fished around for a washcloth and dumped a handful of sweet smelling body wash into the fabric, working it to a lather. Did she want to be? She decided the answer to that was yes, though she still had no real idea how they were going to go about it. And here she'd been fussing over the maestro and his version of young lust. Marie sighed and rinsed her hair a second time, deciding she was as close to clean as she was going to get without a good soak. This was insane. But it was also...fun. And it was nice to have someone around that she could talk to without it all being about work stuff. She hadn't realised just how accustomed she was to the bustlings of the house...of friends and...family. She turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, wrapping up in another one of the ridiculous towels. Who really put bunnies on a towel? She brushed her hair out, intending to braid it again later and added a girlish search for skin blemishes. The flowery stuff in the cabinet was ignored in favour of a plain deodorant that she found somewhere in the back of the pile of stuff. Even as a woman she didn't know what half of it was for, and didn't really care. Marie dressed quickly, the clothing order up from housekeeping and all right if not exactly what she usually wore. Jeans were always a good start, she still had her own boots, and the dark green T-shirt was actually a decent colour on her. Not frilly or girly, but it got the job done. Once she had closed the door. Morganis finally dropped the ridiculous towel, and stood there for a moment feeling more naked than he had ever felt before. The fact that if she were to open the door right then he could not hide the degree of his attraction to her at all was adding to it. So he rapidly went through the clothes. Drat, boxers, the worst kind of underwear for hiding the truth behind. It would have to do though. So he yanked them on, and then searched through the trousers. At least he found a pair of jeans his size, and he rounded it off with a soft shirt. He wasn't normally someone for pale blue anything, despite the fact that it actually looked very good with his pale complexion, but it was all there was right now. So he sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Marie to finish while Damien next door apparently figured out how to hotwire his amp so the Gibson would scream even louder. Morganis knew what he was doing, he had done it himself at that age. When the emotions you feel get too much and you try to drown it with noise. Finally the door opened, and Marie stepped out, casual clothes, not quite her normal style but it suited her better than she probably thought. "Wow, you look... amazing." he said softly. Marie arched an eyebrow at him, glancing down at her clothing before allowing a small pleased smile. "I would think anything has to be better than tatters and gore, but thank you. You look good yourself. That's a lovely colour on you." She chuckled softly, "Not that I think either of us does much with colour very often. It seems if there isn't a reason for it it just...well...it's hard to bother and black cleans more easily." There was another tortured chord from the next room and Marie scowled, which was actually a rather charming expression on her. "I am seriously going to kill him for crimes against humanity and my ears!" Morganis laughed. "Let's get this sorted out then, before I have to go explain to Andre why his little girl is ripping the hearts out of Kurt Cobain wannabe's." He walked over, pecked her lightly on the cheek. "I'll go find the girl." Marie nodded, tucking her key into her pocket before she followed him to the door. "I wouldn't want to try to explain that one either. So hopefully they'll both listen to sense and reason." OOC: To be continued. -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 12:14:06 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <20040505111428.61705.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040505111428.61705.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083842046.3361.71.camel@DS9> On Wed, 2004-05-05 at 13:14, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>He smiled. > "Anything you want my love. Anything at all." he said softly. > "And while we're out, we should pick up some champagne for tonight. Just you > and me, and some candles. We haven't had time to properly celebrate yet."<< > > "True," she smiled, blushing a bit. By this time they'd arrived at the diner. It seemed pretty quiet, so Jessie sat at a booth. When Jay sat, she took hs hand. > > "This is just so incredible to me. You're here, and alive, and healthy again. I can't tell you how happy that makes me." She frowned. "I'm really worried about Joy, though. I hope Terry can talk to her a little, make her feel more at home here. She so desperately needs a home now." > "You're right about that." He thought for a moment. "Well she'll have a home here if she wants it. Sometimes what people need, and what they think they want are totally opposite things." Sullivan entered the room from the other end, and walked over to the two. "Terry said you two wanted to see me ?" Jay nodded. "Yes, erm we did. Jessie, want to do the honours ?" tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 12:22:54 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040505130412.84351.qmail@web86408.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506112254.68178.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>"Well, yer both better at it than I am that's an no mistake. Couldn't ya disconnect the sensitive stuff internally like? If this chav's gonna get past yer stuff tonight?" Evan wondered, he was happy enough to watch the monitors, but didn't fancy having the whole system becoming infected and corrupted while he was meant to be on watch.<< Ratso shook his head. "Not really," he said. "Should be ok, though. Like I said, he don't seem ta wanna do damage. If he did, he coulda wiped da whole system by now. I taught Gabe somma my tricks, so he can help ya. Da doc's not too bad around a computer, either. An' I'll be around, so I can tell ya what ta do." He grinned. "Dat's why I thoughta you, since you're da only one I CAN tawk to." Tag Evan From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 12:32:09 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry) In-Reply-To: <20040505160908.84735.qmail@web25208.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506113209.99783.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>"Underwear would be great, thank you so much." Joy looked really puzzled. Why were these people treating her like this. It was very nice, she wasn't complaining, but it was really odd. She was feeling really unsettled by it. She tried moving her arm experimentally. It hurt, a lot, but not really as much as she'd expected it to. She winced a little. "Do you... Could I... I'd really like to borrow a shirt or something which buttons up, so it's easier to get on, and with long sleeves, if that's okay? I'm taller than you I guess, about 4 inches maybe? Do you have something with pockets, a long skirt or something, I don't usually... I've not got a bag with me, everything was in my leathers." She suddenly was struck by a random thought "Hell my bike, I guess it's probably still there, I tried to hide in the warehouse next door. Oh I'm so stupid not to have thought of it before now. There's probably nothing left of it, it was a pretty rough area." << "As to the clothes, I think I can work that," Terry said. "I'd been thinking about some leather pants, but you're right, a skirt might be better. I have a denim number that might work, and a loose cotton blouse with long sleeves. I think we have sweats in every size known to man, and those might be more comfortable while you're healing up. I'll have the other stuff brought down anyway, and you can decide. We can get your measurements and get some things that'll be more to your taste. Or if you want, we can send a big burly person over to your place so you can have your own clothes. "As to the bike, I'll ask the clean-up crew if they saw it. If it was there, they brought it. If parts were there, they've probably rebuilt it. That can be replaced, too. It's the least we can do for you putting your life on the line." Tag Joy From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 12:40:14 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Beginning to be a tad adult In-Reply-To: <20040505170245.11231.qmail@web25209.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506114014.21937.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>"I'm sorry to have given you reason to cry like that, but I guess, I hope, it wasn't just because of what I said. I don't think I've ever made a woman cry like that before. Do you want to talk about it? Would you like to get out of here, maybe go for a walk together, and get some fresh air, a cup of coffee? You look like you could use a break from it all." He wanted her away from here, doing something normal, seeing the world for the last time with human's eyes before tonight, before she changed for ever. << Meg began pacing, whether from nervousness or something else she couldn't say. "Yeah, a walk would be good. Yeah, coffee...no, no coffee. I'm too nervous as it is. Meat. I gotta have some meat. Maybe that'll help. I think...I think there's an outdoor patio at the diner. I don't want to eat inside right now. I don't think I could handle everyone staring at me." She looked at Callum. He was hiding it, but she could smell the arousal on him, too, and it was driving her nuts. "I think we better get out into open air so I can breathe a little better. I'm sorry...about the crying thing. It's not just you. This has been a very stressful time, and it just kinda hit all at once." Not to mention the fact that her partner was AWOL and no one had bothered to tell her why. "I'd like to talk it out, maybe get it out of my head, but I don't want to bore you with my problems. I'm sure you have plenty of your own." Tag Callum From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 12:46:46 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040506112254.68178.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506114646.33911.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Ratso shook his head. "Not really," he said. > "Should be ok, though. Like I said, he don't seem ta > wanna do damage. If he did, he coulda wiped da > whole system by now. I taught Gabe somma my tricks, > so he can help ya. Da doc's not too bad around a > computer, either. An' I'll be around, so I can tell > ya what ta do." "No trub then, gives me a reason for a bit of a kip between now and then too which ain't no bad thing." Evan replied. > He grinned. "Dat's why I thoughta you, since you're > da only one I CAN tawk to." That got a nod from Evan, "only try an' stop yerself eulogisin' abaht cheese too much, I 'ate when that 'appens, I guess it ain't that easy, seems the shape does summit to the brain dunnit. Oh, an' if yer sniff'in away at mouldy ole shite try not to think too many details, 'kin ate that, makes me wanna spew. Sorry, I'll shut it now, ain't often I can talk like this ta stuff I can talk to like that an' they don't get wot it does to a person avin' all their desires tapped in to their f'in ed." He looked a bit sheepish and worried he might have insulted Ratso there. [tag Ratso] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 13:00:40 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <1083842046.3361.71.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040506120040.50373.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"You're right about that." He thought for a moment. "Well she'll have a home here if she wants it. Sometimes what people need, and what they think they want are totally opposite things." Sullivan entered the room from the other end, and walked over to the two. "Terry said you two wanted to see me ?" Jay nodded. "Yes, erm we did. Jessie, want to do the honours ?"<< Jessie nodded, beaming. She took Jay's hand in hers, then turned to Sullivan. "Commander, Jay has asked me to marry him, and I've accepted." She turned back to Jay, then kissed him softly. Tag From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 13:05:52 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso] In-Reply-To: <20040506114646.33911.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506120552.5681.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>That got a nod from Evan, "only try an' stop yerself eulogisin' abaht cheese too much, I 'ate when that 'appens, I guess it ain't that easy, seems the shape does summit to the brain dunnit. Oh, an' if yer sniff'in away at mouldy ole shite try not to think too many details, 'kin ate that, makes me wanna spew. Sorry, I'll shut it now, ain't often I can talk like this ta stuff I can talk to like that an' they don't get wot it does to a person avin' all their desires tapped in to their f'in ed." He looked a bit sheepish and worried he might have insulted Ratso there.<< Ratso grinned. "I'll do my best," he said. "It is hard, though. I never thought about...well, about what I tink about when I'm a rat. Da stuff I eat dring da full moon I wouldn't touch any udder time. I'll try ta keep a lid on it, though." Tag (or end) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 13:05:59 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <20040506120040.50373.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040506120040.50373.qmail@web40508.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083845159.3224.80.camel@DS9> On Thu, 2004-05-06 at 14:00, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>"You're right about that." He thought for a moment. > "Well she'll have a home here if she wants it. Sometimes what people > need, and what they think they want are totally opposite things." > > Sullivan entered the room from the other end, and walked over to the > two. > "Terry said you two wanted to see me ?" > > Jay nodded. > "Yes, erm we did. Jessie, want to do the honours ?"<< > > Jessie nodded, beaming. She took Jay's hand in hers, then turned to Sullivan. "Commander, Jay has asked me to marry him, and I've accepted." > > She turned back to Jay, then kissed him softly. > Sullivan waited calmly until they broke the kiss. "Well, well congratulations to you. He's a good man, just keep him alive for me will you." Then he looked at Jay. "Well done Jay, you got a keeper, take care of her okay." "Oh I do intend to Sir." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 13:09:49 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] Message-ID: <20040506120949.66707.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Gabe slowly woke, by some inate instinct he knew it was still daylight outside. No matter how many months and years he spent in the Guardian HQ it always felt somehow _wrong_ to him to be awake in broad daylight. In the old days it could only mean one thing and that was serious, time to die, trouble. He much preferred to work to dawn and sleep through late. He slid back the dark silk sheets from the bed and clicked on a single subdued light source before padding, naked, across the thick pile of the rooms carpet to the bathroom. The deep soft fabric gave way to hard grey slate, unnaturally warm thanks to underfloor heating as he entered, reaching in to the shower cubicle and setting a harsh hot jet of water spraying from the rose. He let the water run while he cleaned his teeth, working meticulously with floss around the sharp pointed canines. The improvements in personal hygene products were one of the miracles of the 21st century to his mind. While his ability to heal meant he had little personal concern for disease and infection a diet of blood and the accompanying viscera it involved used to make keeping oneself presentable and hidden somewhere between inconvenient and impossible. Satisfied he stepped in to the shower, the harsh darts of water feeling like they were burning in to his skin as he cleaned himself from his hours of rest. Preened and happy he towelled himself off before reappearing in his living space cloaked in a thick burgandy towelling bath robe. He still wasn't quite ready to meet the day though, he was unhappy with the outcome of his talk with Alex, Jessie and Jay the previous night and didn't expect to have heard the last of it. Instead of getting dressed he sat in front of his laptop and logged on to the HQ network. ~right, let's see what those searches I left running have resulted in~. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 13:13:28 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Monitor-sitting [tag Ratso and/or end] In-Reply-To: <20040506120552.5681.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040506121328.4366.qmail@web86401.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Ratso grinned. "I'll do my best," he said. "It is > hard, though. I never thought about...well, about > what I tink about when I'm a rat. Da stuff I eat > dring da full moon I wouldn't touch any udder time. > I'll try ta keep a lid on it, though." Evan let out a small breath of relief, he hadn't overstepped the mark, "cheers, I was worried you'd get the arse. I'm gonna pop aht an get some stuff, see ya back ere an our before sun dahn then me ole china." He headed back for the door. [tag Ratso and/or end] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Thu May 6 13:14:40 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <1083845159.3224.80.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040506121440.90141.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>Sullivan waited calmly until they broke the kiss. "Well, well congratulations to you. He's a good man, just keep him alive for me will you." Then he looked at Jay. "Well done Jay, you got a keeper, take care of her okay." "Oh I do intend to Sir."<< "We haven't set a date or anything yet. We'd planned on going out shopping today, if you think that will be all right. Terry's watching Joy, and she can call me on my cell if she needs me." Jessie looked the commander over. "How are you feeling, sir? Luken said you'd been seriously injured. I didn't think there was anything I could do for you, though." Tag From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 13:48:10 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] In-Reply-To: <20040506120949.66707.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040506120949.66707.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083847689.3361.111.camel@DS9> > > He still wasn't quite ready to meet the day though, he > was unhappy with the outcome of his talk with Alex, > Jessie and Jay the previous night and didn't expect to > have heard the last of it. Instead of getting dressed > he sat in front of his laptop and logged on to the HQ > network. ~right, let's see what those searches I left > running have resulted in~. > GUARDIANS DATABASE: Search results for: Vincent Four Matches: Name: Perez, Vincent Race: Human Status: Wanted (Vampire hunting) File References: 2X Casefiles, 3X News References Press 1 for full details Name: Vincent, Mark Robertson Race: Lycan Status: Guardian (Lieutennant, Denver Office) File References: Author, 6XCasefiles. Press 2 for details Name: Vincent [No other names known] Race: Vampire Status: Wanted (Multiple crimes) File References: 2XCasefiles, Press 3 for details Name Lisa Vincent Race: Human Status: Ally File References: 1XCasefiles Press 4 for details -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 14:05:04 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] In-Reply-To: <1083847689.3361.111.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040506130504.71206.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Name: Vincent [No other names known] > Race: Vampire > Status: Wanted (Multiple crimes) > File References: 2XCasefiles, > Press 3 for details ~Hmm, that one looks useful, let's see what it's put in the cache then~, Gabe thought as he pressed 3 for details. While the computer searched he checked the logs to see whether the "Brotherhood of St. Gibraldi" search had come up blank, or was still churning through the Guardians world wide net of possibilities. [tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 14:40:39 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] In-Reply-To: <20040506130504.71206.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040506130504.71206.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083850839.3222.181.camel@DS9> On Thu, 2004-05-06 at 15:05, Mik Reed wrote: > > Name: Vincent [No other names known] > > Race: Vampire > > Status: Wanted (Multiple crimes) > > File References: 2XCasefiles, > > Press 3 for details > > ~Hmm, that one looks useful, let's see what it's put > in the cache then~, Gabe thought as he pressed 3 for > details. Vincent [No other names known] Race: Vampire Status: Wanted (Multiple crimes) File References: 2XCasefiles, Last known location: London, UK Last reference: 1905 Details: The vampire known only as Vincent has been positively linked with many breaches of all covenant laws. He has been positively identified in multiple murders of humans, vampires and lycans alike. As yet he has evaded guardian capture despite several attempts to go after him. He disappeared from the pages of history after a failed attempt by the London Guardians Commander, Stephen Frigat (Deceased) to capture him, and except for a few unconformable rumours in various locations, has not been seen or heard from since. Casefiles: Date Author Title 1870 Luken G. Attempted capture of Vincent, London. 1905 Frigat S. Last notes found on the body of Commander Frigat after his death. Type the Date/Author to view the appropriate file. > > While the computer searched he checked the logs to see > whether the "Brotherhood of St. Gibraldi" search had > come up blank, or was still churning through the > Guardians world wide net of possibilities. > Search: Brotherhood of St. Gibraldi Search specifications: Exact Phrase Results: Title: Brotherhood of St. Gibraldi Author: Sullivan J. Synopsis: Believed to be an urban myth. OOC: If you bloody open your own case file, I'll expand it with a lurid homosexual encounter capiche :) -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 14:44:22 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <20040506121440.90141.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040506121440.90141.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083851062.3222.189.camel@DS9> On Thu, 2004-05-06 at 14:14, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>Sullivan waited calmly until they broke the kiss. > "Well, well congratulations to you. He's a good man, just keep him alive > for me will you." > Then he looked at Jay. > "Well done Jay, you got a keeper, take care of her okay." > "Oh I do intend to Sir."<< > > "We haven't set a date or anything yet. We'd planned on going out shopping today, if you think that will be all right. Terry's watching Joy, and she can call me on my cell if she needs me." > > Jessie looked the commander over. "How are you feeling, sir? Luken said you'd been seriously injured. I didn't think there was anything I could do for you, though." > "I'm quite fine now thank you, vampires are good at recovery. It's okay to go out, as long as nobody goes alone. Roxanne is still out there, and she's gunning for the guardians. And if you could be back by nightfall that will be a plus, right now even Roxanne's hitsquads are hiding from the sun." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 15:13:33 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results] In-Reply-To: <1083850839.3222.181.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040506141333.93988.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Casefiles: > Date Author Title > 1870 Luken G. Attempted capture of Vincent, > London. Gabe momentarily considers opening his own case file just to refresh his memory, but decides against it... > 1905 Frigat S. Last notes found on the body > of Commander Frigat after his death. > Type the Date/Author to view the appropriate file. ...instead opening that from Commander Frigat. > OOC: If you bloody open your own case file, I'll > expand it with a lurid homosexual encounter > capiche :) I'd reply, but Suey would probably just chastise me! ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at direqlearn.org Thu May 6 15:34:29 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag refs for COMPUTER SEARCH results, Meg] In-Reply-To: <20040506141333.93988.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040506141333.93988.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083854069.3224.217.camel@DS9> > > > 1905 Frigat S. Last notes found on the body > > of Commander Frigat after his death. > > Type the Date/Author to view the appropriate file. > > ...instead opening that from Commander Frigat. Title: Last notes found on the body of Commander Frigat after his death Date: June 12, 1905 Author: Constable Marcy Rogers Prelude: Herewith the last entries found in the notebook of Commander Frigat. The commander died while pursuing the vampire known to us only as Vincent, we believe Vincent to have been responsible for his death as he had said he was very close. These notes are the only clues that remain as to Vincents location. June 7, 1905 An old letter allowed me to track down one of the rare few people to have survived an encounter with Vincent. I learned from her, that Vincent has a tattoo on his bottom, showing a St. Peters (broken) cross. I must assume it to date from before he was turned. It will help us identify him at least. June 8, 1905 I followed the trail to... Suddenly there was a noise behind Luken as a lamp fell of the edge of the bedside table with a crash. It had been securely in the centre, how could it have fallen.... tags Meg, Gabe > > > OOC: If you bloody open your own case file, I'll > > expand it with a lurid homosexual encounter > > capiche :) > I'd reply, but Suey would probably just chastise me! Thank you Suey. She's such a good servant. I cleared Meg's arrival with Jenna, she'll handle it from here. -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 15:50:32 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Meg] In-Reply-To: <1083854069.3224.217.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040506145032.4413.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > I followed the trail to... > > Suddenly there was a noise behind Luken as a lamp > fell of the edge of the bedside table with a crash. > It had been securely in the centre, how could it > have fallen.... Gabe spun off of his chair, and crouched low, checking around the room from his position in the shadows. While he looked, mentally he ticked off the various weapons close at hand. Throwing knives in the drawer of his desk were one option, his katana was over on it's stand, a few strides, but if he needed it at least he knew where it was, any intruder was a lot less likely to realise as it too was deep in shadow. [tag meg] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Thu May 6 15:58:20 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Beginning to be a tad adult In-Reply-To: <20040506114014.21937.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: >>Meg began pacing, whether from nervousness or something else she couldn't say. "Yeah, a walk would be good. Yeah, coffee...no, no coffee. I'm too nervous as it is. Meat. I gotta have some meat. Maybe that'll help. I think...I think there's an outdoor patio at the diner. I don't want to eat inside right now. I don't think I could handle everyone staring at me." She looked at Callum. He was hiding it, but she could smell the arousal on him, too, and it was driving her nuts. "I think we better get out into open air so I can breathe a little better. I'm sorry...about the crying thing. It's not just you. This has been a very stressful time, and it just kinda hit all at once." Not to mention the fact that her partner was AWOL and no one had bothered to tell her why. "I'd like to talk it out, maybe get it out of my head, but I don't want to bore you with my problems. I'm sure you have plenty of your own.">> "Come on, we'll get out of the building, find somewhere we can get something to eat, there must be somewhere close without any of the Guardians around. Let's just go somewhere else for a little while, where no-one knows you or cares, except me. Let's put some distance between us and all of them, give you some space to breathe." He almost reached for her hand, but thought better of it, if he touched her now he was lost completely. "You know there is nothing to apologise for, if anyone should be saying sorry it's me." He started to open the door, ready to stand back so she could decide whether to go first or not. Then looked directly at her, it was important she knew he would listen to anything she had to say. Those big eyes might prove distracting but he would deal with it. He smiled at her, "There is no way Meg that you could bore me. You could recite the Kirkcaldy telephone directory and I wouldn't be bored." Tag From jenarey at comcast.net Thu May 6 16:39:23 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Meg] Message-ID: <050620041539.24514.409A5C2B00033E5B00005FC22200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Gabe spun off of his chair, and crouched low, checking around the room from his position in the shadows. While he looked, mentally he ticked off the various weapons close at hand. Throwing knives in the drawer of his desk were one option, his katana was over on it's stand, a few strides, but if he needed it at least he knew where it was, any intruder was a lot less likely to realise as it too was deep in shadow. ~Good reflexes...~ Meagan's voice was quiet, more subdued than the last time he'd 'seen her.' The ghost's form hoovered by the table, somewhere between complete manifest and the spooky half form that is often seen in bad photos. ~You got a minute ta talk?~ From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 16:44:00 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Meg] In-Reply-To: <050620041539.24514.409A5C2B00033E5B00005FC22200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040506154400.80874.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~Good reflexes...~ Meagan's voice was quiet, more > subdued than the last time he'd 'seen her.' The > ghost's form hoovered by the table, somewhere > between complete manifest and the spooky half form > that is often seen in bad photos. ~You got a > minute ta talk?~ Gabe stood slowly, retying his robe as he walked in to happy conversation range. "Meagan?" Gabe checked, a lot had happened since they were briefly introduced, "thank you, is everything alright?" [tag Meg] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Thu May 6 16:52:21 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Meg] Message-ID: <050620041552.7955.409A5F34000EF3D900001F132200750744FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Gabe stood slowly, retying his robe as he walked in to happy conversation range. "Meagan?" Gabe checked, a lot had happened since they were briefly introduced, "thank you, is everything alright?" ~No.~ The ghost became more visible, settling to sit on the table where the lamp had once been. ~Marie and I had a fight...and the guy with her went all freaky and trashed the room. And...and I think he's doing something to her mind. Making her like him. Like him like him. In the biblical sense of liking that leads to knowing.~ The words were solemn as the ghost rarely was and seemed very concerned. From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Thu May 6 16:54:49 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the Favour ~ Tags: Muse ?, Joy, Terry Message-ID: >>>"Mmm..." Muse leaned against the counter, her fingers idly tangling in >>>her hair. She knew she should tie up the long locks before she started baking, but hadn't gotten around to it yet. "Even food with kick is kept there...but you could also have it brought up to your room if you wanted. Going out is...well...maybe something you should...should discuss with the commander. Thanks for the info. Reilly smiled. I will do that. There was no way she was doing it, but it sounded good anyway. What she really needed was a night out in the city. Reilly sheepishly backed away from the frig, I better let you get back to work. She headed for the door with the intention of checking on the girl that was injured earlier. Nice meeting you Muse. She pushed the door open and headed up to the infirmary to check on Joy. She knocked against the door seeing Terry inside. Hey Terry, is it okay to come in? Tags: Muse ?, Terry, and Joy _________________________________________________________________ Check out the coupons and bargains on MSN Offers! http://youroffers.msn.com From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 17:07:54 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Meg] In-Reply-To: <050620041552.7955.409A5F34000EF3D900001F132200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040506160754.43557.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~No.~ The ghost became more visible, settling to > sit on the table where the lamp had once been. Gabe looked worried and sat on the edge of the bed, 'listening' intently. > ~Marie and I had a fight...and the guy with her went > all freaky and trashed the room. And...and I think > he's doing something to her mind. Making her like > him. Like him like him. In the biblical sense of > liking that leads to knowing.~ The words were > solemn as the ghost rarely was and seemed very > concerned. Gabe had to be sure, "reasonably tall, shoulder length dark hair, torn up trench coat, that describe him?" His mind was racing through the possibilities and as Meg talked he stalked across to his wardrobe and started pulling out clothes. [tag Meg] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at sentechsa.com Thu May 6 20:39:02 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] The Minds of Men [JP AJ & Jenna] Message-ID: <200405062139.02599.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Morganis walked out of Marie's room. He was feeling invigorated, and somewhat less than happy about going, but the howling from the next room reminded him of the urgency of the situation. So he let his mind search, found the girl, careful to locate without entering, and headed after it. All the way up the last stairs, until he reached the door to the roof. He opened it, ducked inside the doorway against the sun. She was sitting on the roof alone, her back to him. He couldn't make her out very well, his eyes not used to looking into sunlight anymore. "Erm. Stephanie was it. Can I talk to you for a moment." He said, not really sure how to start. And he couldn't go closer to her either. Stephanie started, very nearly falling off of the perch she'd chosen for herself. She spun around towards the unfamiliar voice, her eyes bright with unshed tears. It'd been such a bad morning. "Who are you?" "Name's Morganis. I'm with Marie" It wasn't very explanatory but he really didn't feel like coming up with something sensible. "Although you probably remember me better as the guy who gave Damien a backtrack. That's why I'm here see, cos I figure, I'm partially responsible for what happened. Can we talk, and maybe like somewhere else... out of the sun." The cat woman sighed, grumbling softly. Out of the sun meant vampire. The name Marie carried more recognition but not much. "Why? There's nothing to talk about. The whole thing was stupid. And he's stupid and I...I'm very stupid." He snorted. "Oh indeed I can see that. You're up here while I guy you really like is down there crying for you." He held out a moment before continuing. "Yeah I know you meant that you were stupid to like him, but why ? He likes you back. He likes you so much, that he was willing to get up in front of everybody here and make a total ass out of himself so he could tell you how much he liked you. Because he thought it would impress you. And you know what, it would have impressed a lot of girls a great deal. So maybe you're not one of them, big deal - how could he know that then ? He liked you, and this was the only way he knew about of really telling you. And I could see you liked him, in fact I hear you risked your life to save his. So why are you up here ?" He had spoken calmly and evenly. There was no derision there, no criticism. Just his honest view of the whole thing. Stephanie bristled at the words, holding back a catty hiss. "He could have just told me... I gave into violence because of him...because I couldn't see him die." She slouched back against one of the various vents on the roof, looking away from Morganis. "He scares me." Morganis's tone changed, softly more understanding, gentler. "Of course he does. You really like each other - and that is scary, trust me as we speak I know how scary that can be. You gave into violence for him - but he was about to die for you. Don't you think you should at least talk to him ? " He smiled softly. "Don't make my mistake kiddo. Don't let timidness keep you from somebody truly special for ten years, or perhaps a lifetime." Stephanie sighed, rubbing her hands through her hair. "But...what do I say?" Yikes, thought Morganis, this is where it gets tricky but he tried anyway. "Tell him you liked the song, because I think you did, and you're sorry you freaked out. Tell him next time he sings to you, you would prefer it without an audience, and tell him you really hope there will be a next time." "Why do I think that's easier to say than to do?" The question was quiet and the cat woman pushed away from the vent, pacing over to the door to peer at Morganis. "How come you're up here telling me all this?" "It may well be difficult... but don't you think it's worth it." He thought about her question for a moment. "Because I feel partially responsible. Because I like helping people. Because I was your age once and I remember what it was like. I don't know really, it just felt right to try and help you guys." OOC: To be continued. From jenarey at comcast.net Thu May 6 20:59:43 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Megean] Message-ID: <050620041959.9963.409A992F00002821000026EB2200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Gabe had to be sure, "reasonably tall, shoulder length dark hair, torn up trench coat, that describe him?" His mind was racing through the possibilities and as Meg talked he stalked across to his wardrobe and started pulling out clothes. ~Pretty accurately.~ She arched a ghostly eyebrow, tilting herhead to the side. ~You know him?~ She drifted off of the table 'pacing' the room. ~I thought he was kinda cute at first. With the muscles and all...but...then he got rude.~ She didn't mention her own bouts of rude, they hardly seemed vital to the conversation. From jenarey at comcast.net Thu May 6 21:45:54 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Howling Guitars [JP, Jena and AJ - yes we're on a roll.] Message-ID: <050620042045.26256.409AA402000771D9000066902200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> As Morganis headed away Marie stormed over to the door of the next room. She braced herself against a crash of chords and then put her fist to the door, knocking loudly. Stupid vampire in lust...why couldn't he go torture his guitar in the basement? "I don't waaaaannnnnnnnnnnntt noooo more diaaaaamonds diaaaaamoooooonds and ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuust I don't want...." Damiens depressed singing was interrupted by a knock. Barely audible over the noise, but when he stopped it came again, it was a loud angry knock too. "Oh shit, pissed of the neighbours" again, he mumbled. Then he put the Gibson down on the bed and walked to the door, yanking it open. "What do y." his depression-fueled angry remark was cut short as he noticed that his visitor was a very pretty young woman. "Erm, can I help you babes?" "Babes?" Marie arched both eyebrows. "Do people really talk like that?" The question was rhetorical, but faintly amused. "And it depends. I've heard rumor that you're torturing a guitar over here, which has to be against regulation somewhere." "I don't know 'bout no people but that's how I talk. Except, I dunna talk like that with Stephanie - cos, I dunno why neither. And If I be torturing my guitar 'tis only cos the world be torturing me and it makes me feel better.... well it don't make me feel better but it makes me feel like it should be making me feel better." Marie leaned against the doorframe. "So why are you down here torturing your guitar instead of talking to her?" She asked the question even though she already knew the answer. She wanted to hear his take on it. "Cos I played for her, and that's the most special thing I know how to do... and she hated it. Cos I embarrassed her and I feel horrible and I don't know how I can ever look her in the eyes again. She saved my fucking life, and I ruined hers. What kina man does that make me then ?" "I doubt you ruined her life, and I doubt she hated the music. Just might have wished the setting was a little more...private. I've only met her once, but she strikes me as a rather quiet person. The kind that gets the work done but doesn't much get noticed for it and is just as glad." She paused, thoughtfully. "Do you like her then?" "Yeah I do. You think I rushed that snake thing for my health ? She's just so, different from all the woman I've had before, and I really like her. I had to watch my first love die. I won't never do that again. If I can't be good for her, better to stop it here. But what's all that to yous anyway lady ?" "First of all, I hate to see something that could be good die. I'm learning a few things about that myself. And second.." She cracked a smile. "The walls won't take too much music before we have a structural breech." He gave her a dry smile, and plopped down on his bed, lying next to his guitar. "Okay good enough reasons... but what do you suggest I do here fuckit ? She doesn't wanna talk to me. Hell she don't wanna even see me." "If you haven't spoken to her how do you know that?" The question was gentle. "You could always try talking to her. Apologize for making things so public. If she really doesn't want to see you she'll let you know at that point." "The last I saw she was running from my sight. That don't inspire no confidence. But maybe I should try talking to her.... not that I even know where she went to, and even if I did, I mean, what if she's still mad ?" The poor kid was shaking, he wanted to be convinced wrong, but the whole thing had just gone so horribly wrong... "It's possible that she's still mad. But what if she wasn't mad? I'm making a guess at it here, but I wouldn't be surprised if she's moping somewhere thinking the same thing and figuring that you're mad and don't want to have anything to do with her anymore." Marie smiled faintly. "Communication is key if you really want to have a connection with someone." "You was doin' pretty good till you started soundin' like one a them lame self-help books." he said managing a smile at his own joke. "Okay I'll talk to her, if I don't I'll probably regret it. But gimme some time out okay, to think first, about what to say... and so I can maybe give her time to cool off." He thought for a moment. "And I won't play anymore today, so don't worry. I haven't got any real inspiration anyways." "Deal." Marie pushed away from the doorframe. "And not everything in self help books is lame....just most of it." She winked and turned away heading back towards her room. That hadn't been as hard as she thought it would be. tbc From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Thu May 6 21:46:38 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Megean] In-Reply-To: <050620041959.9963.409A992F00002821000026EB2200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040506204638.3255.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~Pretty accurately.~ She arched a ghostly eyebrow, > tilting herhead to the side. ~You know him?~ She > drifted off of the table 'pacing' the room. ~I > thought he was kinda cute at first. With the > muscles and all...but...then he got rude.~ She > didn't mention her own bouts of rude, they hardly > seemed vital to the conversation. Gabe pulled on a pair of briefs, his back to the ghost, before removing the robe and hanging it in its spot. Aware that she could spy on anyone she wanted to, whenever she wanted to, he didn't apologise as he dressed in front of her, a dark petrol coloured shirt went on first, as he did up his cuff links he gave Meg the rundown on Morganis, "Oh, I know him, know him, know of him and know far too much of his kind. He is a vampire slayer, one who revels in their ability to kill and justifies it because their prey are different. He was born lucky, one of an ancient line, power coursed in his veins. He chose to use his gifts to persecute vampires. I spent a number of years following the trail of death and despair wrought by the Son of Merlin, as he called himself then. While mostly being turned gives humans a new outlook on what being a vampire really means. In his case it just seemed to make him more focussed. I should not have left him alone last night, but after the problems with Alex I just wanted to let things calm down. Stupid." He realised who he was talking to and went quiet while he put on a pair of loose tailored black trousers. While he was intending to look smart again he was obviously dressing with one eye on what would give him the best ease of movement in combat. "Look, can you tell me what is happening now? Are you safe from him?" He asked her. [tag Megean] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Thu May 6 22:17:38 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry Reilly) In-Reply-To: <20040506113209.99783.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: >>"As to the clothes, I think I can work that," Terry said. "I'd been thinking about some leather pants, but you're right, a skirt might be better. I have a denim number that might work, and a loose cotton blouse with long sleeves. I think we have sweats in every size known to man, and those might be more comfortable while you're healing up. I'll have the other stuff brought down anyway, and you can decide. We can get your measurements and get some things that'll be more to your taste. Or if you want, we can send a big burly person over to your place so you can have your own clothes. Joy thought for a second about someone else going to her apartment, and all the guns under the bed. She really didn't want anyone else going in there, not only was there a distinct possibility she'd get in trouble for quite how much there was, by far exceeding the permits she had, she also didn't want anyone else touching anything. There was all the reference materials she'd amassed about cults, including the Sons of Jacob. And the box of razor blades by the sink. She'd done nothing with them so far, but they were her safety blanket. She might need them. This could all go pear shaped, and she might need to... well she should keep her options open "It would be much quicker if I borrowed something" she said dodging the issue. "Whatever you can spare me would be great." >>"As to the bike, I'll ask the clean-up crew if they saw it. If it was there, they brought it. If parts were there, they've probably rebuilt it. That can be replaced, too. It's the least we can do for you putting your life on the line." "Thank you, it would be good to know what's happened to it.">> There was a knock on the door Hey Terry, is it okay to come in? It was the woman who had talked to her when she was on the floor last night, and she'd pulled the knife out. It was all coming back to her now. "Hello, are you Reilly?" she said looking rather embarrassed. Tags Reilly and Terry From jenarey at comcast.net Thu May 6 22:31:50 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Megean] Message-ID: <050620042131.11944.409AAEC60004EA0D00002EA82200734076FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> He realised who he was talking to and went quiet while he put on a pair of loose tailored black trousers. While he was intending to look smart again he was obviously dressing with one eye on what would give him the best ease of movement in combat. "Look, can you tell me what is happening now? Are you safe from him?" He asked her. ~I don't know what's happening for sure, not unless I'm there. And I think he can't reach into the ether this far.~ She paused, a strange expression on her face for a moment. This was...fun. The expression cleared before Luken looked at her. ~I saw some of the Son of Merlin stuff...rather scary. He...you don't think he'd hurt Marie, do you?~ ooc: ye gads...I think I've created a monster. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 03:07:56 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <1083851062.3222.189.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040507020756.5133.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"I'm quite fine now thank you, vampires are good at recovery. It's okay to go out, as long as nobody goes alone. Roxanne is still out there, and she's gunning for the guardians. And if you could be back by nightfall that will be a plus, right now even Roxanne's hitsquads are hiding from the sun."<< "Oh, don't worry about that," Jessie said with a little shiver. "I saw what she did to poor Meg. I have no plans to fall into her grasp. Besides, I'll have Jay with me." She smiled at her husband-to-be. "There was something I thought you needed to be made aware of, sir," she said, lowering her voice. "It's about Corporal Luken. He had it in his mind to take Alex Gray off, alone, and lecture him about leaving you without backup. He seemed to want this to happen when neither you nor Jay could be around to defend the man. I insisted they talk in my office, with Jay and myself present. I tried to explain to him that if Alex hadn't followed Jay's orders and left when he did, both Jay and Joy would have died. Alex, too, most likely, as he'd been grazed in the head and was disoriented. I'm just worried that the situation could get out of control very quickly." Tag Sullivan, Jay From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 03:23:06 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Beginning to be a tad adult In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040507022306.90934.qmail@web40507.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"Come on, we'll get out of the building, find somewhere we can get something to eat, there must be somewhere close without any of the Guardians around. Let's just go somewhere else for a little while, where no-one knows you or cares, except me. Let's put some distance between us and all of them, give you some space to breathe." He almost reached for her hand, but thought better of it, if he touched her now he was lost completely. "You know there is nothing to apologise for, if anyone should be saying sorry it's me." He started to open the door, ready to stand back so she could decide whether to go first or not. Then looked directly at her, it was important she knew he would listen to anything she had to say. Those big eyes might prove distracting but he would deal with it. He smiled at her, "There is no way Meg that you could bore me. You could recite the Kirkcaldy telephone directory and I wouldn't be bored."<< Meg raised an eyebrow. She wasn't used to guys talking to her like that. In the Navy, courtship usually consisted of, "Hey, there's no one in the head right now. Wanna?" Callum was a very unique experience. She saw him standing at the door. She was a liberated woman, and not afraid to let a man go first, but for some reason she felt it was important to go ahead of him. Establishing dominance? She wasn't sure. There was an awful lot she didn't know. She walked out of the room ahead of him. When they were in the hallway, she whispered, "There are two problems with your plan. One, I don't know where to go in this town. Two...what if something...you know, happens? Like I sprout fangs and claws and start chowing down on the other people in the restaurant? They might not like it too much." The thought of getting out did appeal to her, though. May it was the wolf in her, but she felt cooped up, being inside. She desperately wanted to ask someone what had happened to Luke, but she didn't want to offend Callum right now. She figured she'd be talking to the commander before nightfall, and he would tell her. Tag Callum From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 03:43:36 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry Reilly) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040507024336.68551.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>Joy thought for a second about someone else going to her apartment, and all the guns under the bed. She really didn't want anyone else going in there, not only was there a distinct possibility she'd get in trouble for quite how much there was, by far exceeding the permits she had, she also didn't want anyone else touching anything. There was all the reference materials she'd amassed about cults, including the Sons of Jacob. And the box of razor blades by the sink. She'd done nothing with them so far, but they were her safety blanket. She might need them. This could all go pear shaped, and she might need to... well she should keep her options open "It would be much quicker if I borrowed something" she said dodging the issue. "Whatever you can spare me would be great."<< "Ok, will do," Terry said. >>"As to the bike, I'll ask the clean-up crew if they saw it. If it was there, they brought it. If parts were there, they've probably rebuilt it. That can be replaced, too. It's the least we can do for you putting your life on the line." "Thank you, it would be good to know what's happened to it.">> >>There was a knock on the door Hey Terry, is it okay to come in? It was the woman who had talked to her when she was on the floor last night, and she'd pulled the knife out. It was all coming back to her now. "Hello, are you Reilly?" she said looking rather embarrassed.<< Terry grinned. "Sure, Reilly, come on in! I was about to get us something to eat. If you'll keep Joy company while I make a couple of phone calls, that would be wonderful." Terry left the pair and went to the infirmary desk. She called Jessie on the communicator to see if Joy could have lemon cheesecake (she could, but not too much), then housekeeping for clothes from her room. She also called Ratso to see if Joy's bike had survived the night. Tag Joy, Reilly (talk amongst yourselves...) :) From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 06:10:54 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <20040507020756.5133.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040507020756.5133.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405070710.54464.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > "There was something I thought you needed to be made aware of, sir," she > said, lowering her voice. "It's about Corporal Luken. He had it in his > mind to take Alex Gray off, alone, and lecture him about leaving you > without backup. He seemed to want this to happen when neither you nor Jay > could be around to defend the man. I insisted they talk in my office, with > Jay and myself present. I tried to explain to him that if Alex hadn't > followed Jay's orders and left when he did, both Jay and Joy would have > died. Alex, too, most likely, as he'd been grazed in the head and was > disoriented. I'm just worried that the situation could get out of control > very quickly." > > "Gabe's been not quite himself lately. I wonder what's going on. I'll talk to him. " Sullivan said deep in thought. Sometimes being the commander was not easy, such as when staff lodged complaints against your best friend. Still - he would have to get both sides of the story. Jay just sat there, he knew he had no choice about having given that retreat order, but he still felt bad about it. "The thing is sir, if the retreat order was wrong, Gabe should have taken it up with me, not Alex. Alex is just a constable - and I was his superior officer, and I gave the order." Sullivan nodded. "When you're out there, fighting for your life. Things are never simple. I'll talk to Gabe and get his side of things. I agree though, he cannot question a guardian for following a direct order. As to the appropriateness of that order, if he felt it was wrong, he has to take that up with me. I don't have any reason at this stage to believe it was... but I do need to hear his side as well." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 06:20:41 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] Message-ID: <200405070720.41298.ajventer@sentechsa.com> While they were having breakfast, Just as the commander left. Jessie's cellphone rang. "Hello Doctor Sinclair. It's Doctor Marcus here from the Mortuary, I'm calling to thank you for you help the other night, and also to ask you if you could see you way clear to visit us again. I have a case here I honestly don't know what to make off. A young girl found naked in an undertakers morgue strangled to death... there are fingerprints on her throaght, matching a boy who died three weeks ago. His body was found two blocks away in the street. No other clues. Dead men don't commit murder do they ?" tag Jessie, Jay OOC: And thus begins the first case for the investigative division. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 07:48:46 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Megean] In-Reply-To: <050620042131.11944.409AAEC60004EA0D00002EA82200734076FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507064846.80099.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~I don't know what's happening for sure, not unless > I'm there. And I think he can't reach into the > ether this far.~ She paused, a strange expression > on her face for a moment. This was...fun. The > expression cleared before Luken looked at her. ~I > saw some of the Son of Merlin stuff...rather scary. > He...you don't think he'd hurt Marie, do you?~ "He might, who can be sure what his intentions are. He is inside the HQ now, he might just want access to our database for some easy kills. He might want more. Can you find Marie and make sure she is alright, I will get there as soon as I can." He put on some soft leather shoes, chose a loose black jacket that matched the trousers and started buckling up his weapons harness for the katana. [tag Megean] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 08:06:30 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040507022306.90934.qmail@web40507.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: >>Meg raised an eyebrow. She wasn't used to guys talking to her like that. In the Navy, courtship usually consisted of, "Hey, there's no one in the head right now. Wanna?" Callum was a very unique experience. She saw him standing at the door. She was a liberated woman, and not afraid to let a man go first, but for some reason she felt it was important to go ahead of him. Establishing dominance? She wasn't sure. There was an awful lot she didn't know. She walked out of the room ahead of him. When they were in the hallway, she whispered, "There are two problems with your plan. One, I don't know where to go in this town. Two...what if something...you know, happens? Like I sprout fangs and claws and start chowing down on the other people in the restaurant? They might not like it too much.">> "That's easily sorted, if you dinna mind being a little cold then we get a cairry oot, and we'll go and have a picnic, If my memory serves me right there's a diner a couple of blocks away and some green space, not a park, but a community garden or something nearby. You'll need a coat. I can go and get one for you if you dinna want to risk bumping into anyone. It'll take me two minutes to go upstairs and get my jacket and something for you, yes?" The thought of her wearing something of his, something which he'd already imbued with his scents, and adding her own was almost enough to start him drooling at the mouth. He had to keep under control, but she was so utterly gorgeous it made it hard for him to think straight. He mentally shook himself, this was her time, he owed her, she deserved his attention as a friend and a listener and maybe to teach her about what she was now. Anything else must wait. tag meg From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 08:24:44 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] RE: GotC -- Repaying the favour (tag Joy, Terry Reilly) In-Reply-To: <20040507024336.68551.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: Terry grinned. "Sure, Reilly, come on in! I was about to get us something to eat. If you'll keep Joy company while I make a couple of phone calls, that would be wonderful." Terry left the pair and went to the infirmary desk. She called Jessie on the communicator to see if Joy could have lemon cheesecake (she could, but not too much), then housekeeping for clothes from her room. She also called Ratso to see if Joy's bike had survived the night. "Thank you for last night" Joy was beginning to sound like a broken record, and these were not words that came easily to her. Tag Reilly From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 12:35:09 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Young Guardians in Love (Tag Jay, Jessie) In-Reply-To: <200405070710.54464.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040507113509.8762.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Gabe's been not quite himself lately. I wonder what's going on. I'll talk to him. " Sullivan said deep in thought. Sometimes being the commander was not easy, such as when staff lodged complaints against your best friend. Still - he would have to get both sides of the story. Jay just sat there, he knew he had no choice about having given that retreat order, but he still felt bad about it. "The thing is sir, if the retreat order was wrong, Gabe should have taken it up with me, not Alex. Alex is just a constable - and I was his superior officer, and I gave the order." Sullivan nodded. "When you're out there, fighting for your life. Things are never simple. I'll talk to Gabe and get his side of things. I agree though, he cannot question a guardian for following a direct order. As to the appropriateness of that order, if he felt it was wrong, he has to take that up with me. I don't have any reason at this stage to believe it was... but I do need to hear his side as well."<< "Of course. I know his main concern was for you, and Meg. He was right that things could have been a lot worse if the unexpected backup hadn't arrived. I really don't mean to make things worse for him, or put him in a bad light. I just thought you should know." Their breakfast arrived, and Jessie inhaled deeply. "Natalia was right. I'm starving!" She explained to Sullivan, "Natalia healed Jay completely. I was worried he'd need to fight tonight and not be fit. She had to borrow energy from me to do it, but not much. It was...an interesting experience." Tag Sulivan, Jay From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 12:48:56 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <200405070720.41298.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040507114856.61639.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>While they were having breakfast, Just as the commander left. Jessie's cellphone rang. "Hello Doctor Sinclair. It's Doctor Marcus here from the Medical Examiner's office, I'm calling to thank you for you help the other night, and also to ask you if you could see you way clear to visit us again. I have a case here I honestly don't know what to make off. A young girl found naked in an undertakers morgue strangled to death... there are fingerprints on her throaght, matching a boy who died three weeks ago. His body was found two blocks away in the street. No other clues. Dead men don't commit murder do they ?"<< "Not usually, no...at least, not that I've experienced. I'll come down and take a look this afternoon. My fiance and I were going out shopping anyway. Just in case we can't make it, though, can you hold everything until tomorrow?" She put her hand over the receiver and whispered to Jay, "I think we have a case!" Tag Marcus, Jay, Sullivan From ajventer at direqlearn.org Fri May 7 12:55:22 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] Message-ID: <1083930922.10099.49.camel@DS9> Morganis came down the stairs, back onto the top floor, and saw Marie just as she left Damien's room. He walked over to her, "How did it go" he asked, but as he stepped next to her he brushed lightly against her elbow, making her wince. "Come, let me have a look at that bruise." He smiled gently, leading her into the room, where he sat her on the bed and lifted her arm to take a look at it. "Okay nothing broken, but you distressed some muscles there. You need to take it easier with this arm." He put his hands on her shoulder. He wanted to say something nice, but was lost for words, but under his fingers he felt the knots of the previous nights stresses, and her uncomfortable sleeping position. "Would you like a backrub my lady - you're muscles are like rocks" he whispered. tag OOC: Okay normally I don't run a character this far without a chance to speak, so feel very free to make interjections, however, I do have some good motivations for getting to this point so please do trust me ;) -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 12:59:09 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040507115909.81634.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"That's easily sorted, if you dinna mind being a little cold then we get a cairry oot, and we'll go and have a picnic, If my memory serves me right there's a diner a couple of blocks away and some green space, not a park, but a community garden or something nearby. You'll need a coat. I can go and get one for you if you dinna want to risk bumping into anyone. It'll take me two minutes to go upstairs and get my jacket and something for you, yes?" The thought of her wearing something of his, something which he'd already imbued with his scents, and adding her own was almost enough to start him drooling at the mouth. He had to keep under control, but she was so utterly gorgeous it made it hard for him to think straight. He mentally shook himself, this was her time, he owed her, she deserved his attention as a friend and a listener and maybe to teach her about what she was now. Anything else must wait.<< Meg nodded slowly. "Yeah, that'll work. But...maybe I'd better grab a jacket from my room. I don't think I'll run into anyone. At least if I do it'll just be one person, and I can handle that. And...I don't want to tempt fate...just yet." She could sense his reactions to the thought of her wearing his jacket, because they were matching her own. Not a good combination at this point. Maybe later, when she had a better handle on things. Tag Callum :) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Fri May 7 13:02:30 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <20040507114856.61639.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040507114856.61639.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083931350.10095.57.camel@DS9> On Fri, 2004-05-07 at 13:48, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>While they were having breakfast, Just as the commander left. > Jessie's cellphone rang. > > "Hello Doctor Sinclair. It's Doctor Marcus here from the Medical Examiner's office, I'm calling to thank you for you help the other night, and also to ask you if you could see you way clear to visit us again. I have a case here I honestly don't know what to make off. A young girl found naked in an undertakers morgue strangled to death... there are fingerprints on her throaght, matching a boy who died three weeks ago. His body was found two blocks away in the street. No other clues. Dead men don't commit murder do they ?"<< > > "Not usually, no...at least, not that I've experienced. I'll come down and take a look this afternoon. My fiance and I were going out shopping anyway. Just in case we can't make it, though, can you hold everything until tomorrow?" > > She put her hand over the receiver and whispered to Jay, "I think we have a case!" > "In the past I might have told you, certainly corpses don't go anywhere. Today, I'm not so sure." Marcus gave a dry chuckle over the phone. Jay nodded at her words, his eyes lighting up at the prospect. "Then we had better talk to our recruits" he whispered, he had decided to ask Callum and Evan, hopefully, they would both agree, but he could handle it with just one if needed. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 13:12:53 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040507115909.81634.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040507121253.8184.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Meg nodded slowly. "Yeah, that'll work. > But...maybe I'd better grab a jacket from my room. > I don't think I'll run into anyone. At least if I > do it'll just be one person, and I can handle that. > And...I don't want to tempt fate...just yet." She > could sense his reactions to the thought of her > wearing his jacket, because they were matching her > own. Not a good combination at this point. Maybe > later, when she had a better handle on things. Callum was disappointed but resigned. "Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy. I'll go and get something then and see you back here shortly." He resisted the urge to blow her a kiss, telling himself to play it cool, not to blow it. Then he ran up the stairs two at a time, his long legs making short work of it grabbed his Barbour and scarf, and his mobile phone which he'd abandoned earlier, and looking breifly in the mirror brushed his hair. His eyes looked a lot better and he quickly shoved his contact lenses in, and chucked his glasses onto the table. The whole thing had taken him two minutes or so. He ran back downstairs and waited for her. Tag Meg + anyone coming out of the diner? ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 13:18:17 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <1083931350.10095.57.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040507121817.91302.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"In the past I might have told you, certainly corpses don't go anywhere. Today, I'm not so sure." Marcus gave a dry chuckle over the phone. Jay nodded at her words, his eyes lighting up at the prospect. "Then we had better talk to our recruits" he whispered, he had decided to ask Callum and Evan, hopefully, they would both agree, but he could handle it with just one if needed.<< "Let me write down your number, Dr. Marcus, so I can load you on my speed dial. I'll give you a call later in the day to let you know if we'll be able to come today or have to wait until tomorrow." Jessie grabbed pad and pen from her lab coat pocket and jotted down the number. "Expect to hear from me later today. I look forward to seeing you again." She rang off, then turned to Jay, the excitement apparant in her eyes. "A most unusual case. Dr Marcus has the body of a woman who was strangled in a funeral home. Her killer was found dead two blocks away, in the street. Thing of it is, he'd been dead for two or three weeks already. I don't want to be out too late tonight, with the full moon coming, so I told him we might not be able to come until tomorrow. "Jay...I think we need to tell Dr Marcus about us. The Guardians, I mean. He needs to know, and after what he's seen, I think he'll believe us. I don't want to keep him in the dark and put him at risk. What do you think?" Tag Jay (OOC: Sorry, didn't notice the "Sullivan left" bit until just now...) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Fri May 7 13:26:38 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay, Callum] In-Reply-To: <20040507121817.91302.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040507121817.91302.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083932798.10099.60.camel@DS9> > "Let me write down your number, Dr. Marcus, so I can load you on my speed dial. I'll give you a call later in the day to let you know if we'll be able to come today or have to wait until tomorrow." > > Jessie grabbed pad and pen from her lab coat pocket and jotted down the number. "Expect to hear from me later today. I look forward to seeing you again." > > She rang off, then turned to Jay, the excitement apparant in her eyes. "A most unusual case. Dr Marcus has the body of a woman who was strangled in a funeral home. Her killer was found dead two blocks away, in the street. Thing of it is, he'd been dead for two or three weeks already. I don't want to be out too late tonight, with the full moon coming, so I told him we might not be able to come until tomorrow. > > "Jay...I think we need to tell Dr Marcus about us. The Guardians, I mean. He needs to know, and after what he's seen, I think he'll believe us. I don't want to keep him in the dark and put him at risk. What do you think?" > "I think that's needed yes. But I think you should do the talking, he'll be more likely to believe you." His eyes caught Callum at the door of the diner. "Come with me, there's Callum, he was one of they boys I thought of recruiting. Shall we ask him if he's interested ?" tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 13:33:53 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay, Callum] In-Reply-To: <1083932798.10099.60.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040507123353.16296.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > His eyes caught Callum at the door of the diner. > "Come with me, there's Callum, he was one of they > boys I thought of > recruiting. Shall we ask him if he's interested ?" Callum was disconcerted when Jay and Jessie started coming out of the diner, he knew Meg really didn't want to talk to anyone right now, and he expected her back any moment. "Hi" he raised a hand in a slightly dismissive gesture, nonchalantly trying to give an air of discouraging them from starting a long conversation with him, whilst trying not to be rude. "I'm taking Meg out for something to eat, when she comes back down, there's a diner that does a carry out up the street isn't there?" Tag Jessie. Jay ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 13:34:25 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040507121253.8184.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040507123425.70561.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>Callum was disappointed but resigned. "Whatever makes you happy, makes me happy. I'll go and get something then and see you back here shortly." He resisted the urge to blow her a kiss, telling himself to play it cool, not to blow it. Then he ran up the stairs two at a time, his long legs making short work of it grabbed his Barbour and scarf, and his mobile phone which he'd abandoned earlier, and looking breifly in the mirror brushed his hair. His eyes looked a lot better and he quickly shoved his contact lenses in, and chucked his glasses onto the table. The whole thing had taken him two minutes or so. He ran back downstairs and waited for her. << Meg made her way to her room. She rooted around in her closet and came up with an old camo flak jacket. Not exactly date-worthy, if that was what this was. Was it? Jeez, it'd been so long since she'd been on one. She didn't want to wear anything nice, though, in case she went all wolfy and tore it up. The thought of ruining a nice leather jacket was more than she could bear. She thought about Callum. He was nice, and nice-looking. Two points in his favor. She just couldn't figure out her feelings for him. Was she just grabbing at a lifeline? Or was there something more there? Was he the wolf in her dream, the one she'd felt the connection to? Sort of made sense. His energy had made her. She guessed she should be upset about that, but she couldn't bring herself to be. He'd only been trying to protect her. How many times had she acted first and thought later, then messed things up in the process? She looked at her face in the mirror. Didn't look any different. Her eyes were red, and her face was still a little blotchy from crying, but other than that she was ok. She ran a hand through her hair to straighten it a little, then headed downstairs. "I'm ready," she said when she reached Callum. "You look...you look really nice." Tag Callum From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Fri May 7 13:37:58 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay, Callum] In-Reply-To: <1083932798.10099.60.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040507123758.19617.qmail@web40502.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"I think that's needed yes. But I think you should do the talking, he'll be more likely to believe you."<< "No problem," Jessie smiled. She kissed him gently. >>His eyes caught Callum at the door of the diner. "Come with me, there's Callum, he was one of they boys I thought of recruiting. Shall we ask him if he's interested ?"<< "Good idea." Jessie finished the last bite of her eggs, then followed Jay to the door. Tag? From ajventer at direqlearn.org Fri May 7 13:40:53 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay, Callum] In-Reply-To: <20040507123353.16296.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040507123353.16296.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083933653.10468.64.camel@DS9> On Fri, 2004-05-07 at 14:33, Queen or tart wrote: > > His eyes caught Callum at the door of the diner. > > "Come with me, there's Callum, he was one of they > > boys I thought of > > recruiting. Shall we ask him if he's interested ?" > > Callum was disconcerted when Jay and Jessie started > coming out of the diner, he knew Meg really didn't > want to talk to anyone right now, and he expected her > back any moment. > > "Hi" he raised a hand in a slightly dismissive > gesture, nonchalantly trying to give an air of > discouraging them from starting a long conversation > with him, whilst trying not to be rude. > > "I'm taking Meg out for something to eat, when she > comes back down, there's a diner that does a carry out > up the street isn't there?" Jay looked at the young man. "Hiya Callum. Listen, I know you're a good researcher. Well we're starting an investigative division here, me and Jessie being the first. I was wondering if you'd be interested in becoming part of that division. Keeps you mostly out of battle, and your skills will be really useful for this. So what do you say ? Wanna be a sleuth ?" tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 13:49:03 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay, Callum] In-Reply-To: <1083933653.10468.64.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040507124903.24756.qmail@web25204.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Jay looked at the young man. > "Hiya Callum. Listen, I know you're a good > researcher. Well we're > starting an investigative division here, me and > Jessie being the first. > I was wondering if you'd be interested in becoming > part of that division. > Keeps you mostly out of battle, and your skills will > be really useful for this. So what do you say ? > Wanna be a sleuth ?" "Hell yes!" This was like his dream job, "That would be great, I've not forgotten about the things you asked me about earlier Doc, I'll get to them later on, but I've gotta spend some time with Meg right now. Can we talk about this later?" His brain started ticking over thinking about all sorts of stuff, and his fingers inched to check out the database, then he saw Meg coming down the stairs and it all faded into irrelevance. No tag (back to other thread) ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 13:54:29 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: <20040507123425.70561.qmail@web40506.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040507125429.26827.qmail@web25204.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "I'm ready," she said when she reached Callum. "You > look...you look really nice." "You look pretty braw yourself there" he commented, unable to help himself casting an eye over her. "Come on, let's play hookey for a bit." Must remember to breathe, he said to himself, having some trouble right now. He walked down to the front doors and tried to work out how to get out that way... Tag Meg OOC - can't remember where we are up to with the emergency blast doors are they still there, is there a way out this way? ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Fri May 7 17:15:06 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the Favour ~ Tags: Joy, Terry Message-ID: >>>Terry grinned. "Sure, Reilly, come on in! I was about to get us something to eat. If you'll keep Joy company while I make a couple of phone calls, that would be wonderful." I can do that. She smiled glad to be useful. Grabbing a chair Reilly slid it over to the bed and turned it backwards planting herself in it. She waved her hands in Terrys direction. Go eat, I can stay. >>>Terry left the pair and went to the infirmary desk. She called Jessie on the communicator to see if Joy could have lemon cheesecake (she could, but not too much), then housekeeping for clothes from her room. She also called Ratso to see if Joy's bike had survived the night. >>>"Thank you for last night" Joy was beginning to sound like a broken record, and these were not words that came easily to her. I didnt do much. Reilly said as she folded her arms over the back of the chair leaning on it. Are you feeling any better ? She shifted in her seat getting comfortable. I was kinda afraid I scared you last night  didnt mean to though. Reilly smiled trying to put the girl at ease and sat up in her chair. Why dont we get to know each other since we have the time? She tucked her foot under her body in the chair. I will even go first to make it easy for you.lets see she paused thinking about what to say.  I have been with the Guardians for--ever.. and I can be an incredible pain in the butt. Reilly laughed trying to cheer Joy up.  And that .. is my good quality.. what about you? Tags: Joy, Terry ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Watch LIVE baseball games on your computer with MLB.TV, included with MSN Premium! From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 17:31:15 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (=?iso-8859-1?q?Sue=20Lee?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the Favour ~ Tags: Joy, Terry In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040507163115.66936.qmail@web86304.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > I didnt do much. Reilly said as she folded her > arms over the back of > the chair leaning on it. Are you feeling any better > ? She shifted in > her seat getting comfortable. I was kinda afraid I > scared you last night >  didnt mean to though. "No believe me, it wasn't you. I really wasn't doing very well last night. I'm just sorry you had to be around me like that." She folded her arms back into her reflexively, then realised it was pretty pointless, as Reilly had probably been the first person to see them. Whilst not waving them around her, drawing attention to them, she relaxed, and unfurled a little. > Reilly smiled trying to put the girl at ease and sat > up in her chair. > Why dont we get to know each other since we have > the time? She tucked > her foot under her body in the chair. I will even > go first to make it > easy for you.lets see she paused thinking about > what to say.  I have > been with the Guardians for--ever.. and I can be an > incredible pain in > the butt. Reilly laughed trying to cheer Joy up.  > And that .. is my > good quality.. what about you? Joy smiled broadly back at her, that felt strange. Her face muscles seemed to have forgotten how to do that. She thought about what to say. Somehow the description that first came to mind - Cult Survivor, Self harmer, Abuse victim, Godphobic, Trustless Control Freak - didn't really make her want to say any of it out loud. "Erm, I'm Joy, I'm a Research Chemist from Virginia really, but I seem to have ended up in New York. I'm looking for the people who killed my brother Zak." She looked up at Reilly wondering what her reaction was going to be? Tag From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 17:56:47 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Megean] Message-ID: <050720041656.16797.409BBFCE000D0A460000419D2200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "He might, who can be sure what his intentions are. He is inside the HQ now, he might just want access to our database for some easy kills. He might want more. Can you find Marie and make sure she is alright, I will get there as soon as I can." He put on some soft leather shoes, chose a loose black jacket that matched the trousers and started buckling up his weapons harness for the katana. Megean nodded, drifting from the table and returning to her typical invisibility. It was easier anyway. ~Of course...~ The ghost drifted through the door, laughing softly once she was out of range. Marie would likely be a bit mad, but she'd get over it....she had to. The ghost moved quickly through headquarters, aiming for Marie's room. no tag...pick up in other thread. From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 17:59:59 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the Favour ~ Tags: Muse ?, Joy, Terry Message-ID: <050720041659.27575.409BC08F0002010900006BB72200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Muse blinked as the vampire girl very nearly ran out of the kitchen. She shook her head, mentally adding the woman to her list of Guardians that she didn't particularily care for. There was time to be polite and not to act like the cook had some kind of communicable disease. Muse sighed and checked the stores in the fridge before pushing it closed. Maybe she was going to have to get a lock on it, the kitchen too if people were just going to come and help themselves before the food was actually put out for them. Still grumbling she tied her hair up and washed her hands before beginning to work on the pastries. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:02:47 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <050720041656.16797.409BBFCE000D0A460000419D2200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507170247.59112.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Megean nodded, drifting from the table and returning > to her typical invisibility. It was easier anyway. > ~Of course...~ The ghost drifted through the door, > laughing softly once she was out of range. Marie > would likely be a bit mad, but she'd get over > it....she had to. Once Megean had left Gabe strode across to his terminal and punched up the locations for Marie's communicator and the temporary pass allocated by Ratso to Morganis. He checked Commander Sullivans whereabouts and, seeing he was out of his room, punched the communicator. "Jethro, Gabe here, I need to talk with you, urgently." [tag Jethro] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:06:07 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] Message-ID: <050720041706.3482.409BC1FF000109FB00000D9A2200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> "Okay nothing broken, but you distressed some muscles there. You need to take it easier with this arm." "Take it easy?" Marie arched both eyebrows and shook her head. "Like that ever happens?" She allowed a hint of amusement in her voice. "I'll try." > He put his hands on her shoulder. He wanted to say something nice, but was lost for words, but under his fingers he felt the knots of the previous nights stresses, and her uncomfortable sleeping position. > "Would you like a backrub my lady - you're muscles are like rocks" he whispered. The idea had instant appeal, which her muscles seemed to agree to. Sleeping in the chair had been hell on her back. She remembered fondly the massure that came to Andre's house a couple times a month. The man was a wonder. "I'd like that." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:06:51 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag anyone around on the ground floor really] Message-ID: <20040507170651.60074.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Evan headed up the stairs from the computer room to the lobby. He headed across to the front desk and punched up the buildings current status on the monitor. ~Great, no solo trips out of HQ~ he thought to himself. Looking around he decided the restaurant was probably the best bet for company and headed across to it. [tag anyone around on the ground floor really] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com Fri May 7 18:12:25 2004 From: zeldasdawnawakening at hotmail.com (Darian Noblesse) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the favour ~ Tags: Joy Message-ID: She thought about what to say. Somehow the description that first came to mind - Cult Survivor, Self harmer, Abuse victim, Godphobic, Trustless Control Freak - didn't really make her want to say any of it out loud. "Erm, I'm Joy, I'm a Research Chemist from Virginia really, but I seem to have ended up in New York. I'm looking for the people who killed my brother Zak." She looked up at Reilly wondering what her reaction was going to be? Reilly raised an eyebrow in curiosity. The closed body position that Joy had taken hadnt escaped her notice. She practically screamed troubled past. Why was your brother killed? Reilly shifted in her seat again. I mean maybe we could help you. Reilly was uneasy discussing death so openly when her own wounds were so fresh.  I lost a partner myself so I know how it feels to be both sad and angry at the same time. She shared a soft smile with Joy hoping to make a connection. I mean if I said I was wishing warm fuzzy thoughts for his killer you would know I was lying. Her smile grew even broader. Personally I hope he rots in hell and plan to help him get there - maybe we can add your brothers killer to the list? Tags: Joy ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Watch LIVE baseball games on your computer with MLB.TV, included with MSN Premium! From ajventer at direqlearn.org Fri May 7 18:12:53 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <20040507170247.59112.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040507170247.59112.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1083949973.5054.15.camel@localhost> On Fri, 2004-05-07 at 19:02, Mik Reed wrote: > > Megean nodded, drifting from the table and returning > > to her typical invisibility. It was easier anyway. > > ~Of course...~ The ghost drifted through the door, > > laughing softly once she was out of range. Marie > > would likely be a bit mad, but she'd get over > > it....she had to. > > Once Megean had left Gabe strode across to his > terminal and punched up the locations for Marie's > communicator and the temporary pass allocated by Ratso > to Morganis. He checked Commander Sullivans > whereabouts and, seeing he was out of his room, > punched the communicator. "Jethro, Gabe here, I need > to talk with you, urgently." Sullivan's voice came back. "Oh indeed, I need to talk to you as well. I'm in my office head on down." Gabe might have been imagined but it sounded like there was an edge to the voice. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:19:04 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag anyone around on the ground floor really] Message-ID: <050720041719.28212.409BC5080005882200006E342200745672FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Evan headed up the stairs from the computer room to the lobby. He headed across to the front desk and punched up the buildings current status on the monitor. ~Great, no solo trips out of HQ~ he thought to himself. Looking around he decided the restaurant was probably the best bet for company and headed across to it. Finally completed with her morning visits, and unable to find Gabe, Natalia headed through the lobby. She'd have to go meet with Grump and then find Gabe afterwards. She was wearing her long jacket again, weapons in place and a very nice flask of very old whiskey tucked into one pocket. She was actually rather surprised, and pleased, that the flask hadn't leaked during the fight the night before. She saw Evan in passing and nodded, not familiar with him. One of the many she hadn't actually met yet. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:22:37 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <1083949973.5054.15.camel@localhost> Message-ID: <20040507172237.44668.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Sullivan's voice came back. > "Oh indeed, I need to talk to you as well. I'm in my > office head on down." Gabe might have been imagined > but it sounded like there was an edge to the voice. Gabe thumbed his communicator again as he headed for his door, "Could we meet on your floor? I don't want to be further from the top floor than I have to be, you will understand when I have had a chance to say more." With that he swept out of his rooms and headed for the stairs, one ear cocked towards the upper level, on the off-chance that he heard something. [tag Sullivan] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 18:27:03 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] In-Reply-To: <050720041706.3482.409BC1FF000109FB00000D9A2200761438FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050720041706.3482.409BC1FF000109FB00000D9A2200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405071927.03247.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > > > "Would you like a backrub my lady - you're muscles are like rocks" he > > whispered. > > The idea had instant appeal, which her muscles seemed to agree to. > Sleeping in the chair had been hell on her back. She remembered fondly the > massure that came to Andre's house a couple times a month. The man was a > wonder. "I'd like that." He smiled hapilly, took her hand and helped her onto the bed, laying her down on her stomach, then crouching over her. For a moment he contemplated how great it would be to do this without her shirt in the way, but he forced himself back into reality and started to gently massage her shoulder-blades through the cloth. It really was harder with clothes in the way, but there was a limit he was scared to cross just yet, so he put in extra effort, seeking out the knots with an experts touch, and squeesing them out lightly. tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 18:28:05 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <20040507172237.44668.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040507172237.44668.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405071928.05157.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Friday 07 May 2004 19:22, Mik Reed wrote: > > Sullivan's voice came back. > > "Oh indeed, I need to talk to you as well. I'm in my > > office head on down." Gabe might have been imagined > > but it sounded like there was an edge to the voice. > > Gabe thumbed his communicator again as he headed for > his door, "Could we meet on your floor? I don't want > to be further from the top floor than I have to be, > you will understand when I have had a chance to say > more." With that he swept out of his rooms and headed > for the stairs, one ear cocked towards the upper > level, on the off-chance that he heard something. Sullivan sat back in his chair. Gabe sounded stressed. "Okay, I'll meet you there." he said simply and headed out, walking briskly. tags Gabe at the meeting place. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:28:55 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050720041719.28212.409BC5080005882200006E342200745672FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507172855.31232.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > She saw Evan in passing and nodded, not familiar > with him. One of the many she hadn't actually met > yet. Evan nodded back, he couldn't remember seeing Natalia at the previous nights briefing, but it had been a charged affair and he could have missed her, people in this trade has such a bad habit of hiding in shadows. Seeing she appeared to be both heading out and alone he thought he'd see if she needed company, "You e'din aht? 'Ccordin' to the screen the gaffs on alert," he indicated the monitor back on the desk, "I 'ad a couple o' bit I was after nippin' out for, you up for company?" Then, remembering himself, "scuse me," offering his hand, "Evan Donohue, can't remember spottin' you las night but it was a bit 'ectic weren't it?" [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:35:52 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] Message-ID: <050720041735.18757.409BC8F8000265B2000049452200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > He smiled hapilly, took her hand and helped her onto the bed, laying her down on her stomach, then crouching over her. For a moment he contemplated how great it would be to do this without her shirt in the way, but he forced himself back into reality and started to gently massage her shoulder-blades through the cloth. It really was harder with clothes in the way, but there was a limit he was scared to cross just yet, so he put in extra effort, seeking out the knots with an experts touch, and squeesing them out lightly. Marie very nearly volunteered to take off the T-shirt, as she knew it was easier, but at the same time that was a little too...forward. And she wanted things to go well with Morgan, which meant not scaring themselves. She stretched a little under his searching fingers until he found a particularily nasty knot and sighed. "Oh...wonderful man..." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:38:32 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <200405071928.05157.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040507173832.43214.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Sullivan sat back in his chair. Gabe sounded > stressed. > "Okay, I'll meet you there." he said simply and > headed out, walking briskly. As Gabe came down the stairs to Jethro's landing he saw the commander coming up the stairs. "Sully, I will try and make this as concise as possible. We had a number of visitors come back with us last night after the fight, among them was the Son or Merlin. He seemed to be with Marie and things were already complicated by the time I had realised he was inside the building, I chose not to excasberate them further, especially as Marie seemed happy and it appeared he had helped us control the situation but I had a visitor this morning, Megean, she has warned me that he is using Marie. She thinks he already has Marie in his thrall and says he near trashed her room trying to attack Megean when she realised what was happening." If it were possible his tone grew even more serious, "I take full blame for allowing him access to the building, I was thinking of my own well being and not that of the Guardians as a whole. I ran a check before I called you, they are both currently in the room Marie has been allocated. I have asked Megean to check it out while I got ready, she was worried that he intended to abuse his control of Marie beyond merely gaining access to headquarters." With Sullivan fully briefed Gabe waited to hear his prognosis. [tag sullivan] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:41:38 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050720041741.29240.409BCA51000CF7ED000072382200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Evan nodded back, he couldn't remember seeing Natalia at the previous nights briefing, but it had been a charged affair and he could have missed her, people in > this trade has such a bad habit of hiding in shadows. Seeing she appeared to be both heading out and alone he thought he'd see if she needed company, "You e'din aht? 'Ccordin' to the screen the gaffs on alert," he indicated the monitor back on the desk, "I > 'ad a couple o' bit I was after nippin' out for, you up for company?" Then, remembering himself, "scuse me," offering his hand, "Evan Donohue, can't remember spottin' you las night but it was a bit 'ectic weren't it?" It took Natalia an instant to catch onto the accent, but it was easy once she'd identified it. It wasn't any worse than any of the accents she'd heard in her travels. One just had to get a feel for the flow. She took the offered hand briefly, but firmly. "Natalia Petrovia...and I only arrived recently." She left it at that, moving onto the next subject. "I'm na headed far but you're welcome to come along if you like. I have to make a delivery to a faery friend of mine." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 18:46:56 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050720041741.29240.409BCA51000CF7ED000072382200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507174656.25732.qmail@web86408.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "I'm na headed far but you're welcome to come along > if you like. I have to make a delivery to a faery > friend of mine." "Cheers, you usin' shanks' pony? If it's a slog I've got a motor dahnstairs, it's a bit shit but it does the job. Ain't likely to be no bovver is there?" Evan replied, making to tag along. [tag Natalia] {Shanks' pony - feet - walking} {bovver - physical trouble} ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 18:49:40 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] In-Reply-To: <050720041735.18757.409BC8F8000265B2000049452200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050720041735.18757.409BC8F8000265B2000049452200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405071949.40085.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Friday 07 May 2004 19:35, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > He smiled hapilly, took her hand and helped her onto the bed, laying her > > down on her stomach, then crouching over her. For a moment he > > contemplated how great it would be to do this without her shirt in the > > way, but he forced himself back into reality and started to gently > > massage her shoulder-blades through the cloth. It really was harder with > > clothes in the way, but there was a limit he was scared to cross just > > yet, so he put in extra effort, seeking out the knots with an experts > > touch, and squeesing them out lightly. > > Marie very nearly volunteered to take off the T-shirt, as she knew it was > easier, but at the same time that was a little too...forward. And she > wanted things to go well with Morgan, which meant not scaring themselves. > She stretched a little under his searching fingers until he found a > particularily nasty knot and sighed. "Oh...wonderful man..." > Morganis smiled deeply, he could not imagine a nicer thing to hear right at this moment. He redoubled his efforts, working on her lower back, he lifted her shirt up to actually do a better job, but he was very carefull about this, he did not lift it far enough to expose her bra-line. Still it took no skill to realize that her muscles were in rough shape, sleeping in chairs after battles do that to people. So he did his utmost to help, happy to be able to. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:50:25 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050720041750.15194.409BCC60000E7DDE00003B5A2200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Cheers, you usin' shanks' pony? If it's a slog I've got a motor dahnstairs, it's a bit shit but it does the job. Ain't likely to be no bovver is there?" Evan replied, making to tag along. Natalia shrugged gracefully. "It's not far. A few...what's the American term? Blocks. Is all. Grumps place is kinda in phase with where he wants to be at the moment. And there better not be trouble. I can't think of anyone that would throw a punch there." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 18:57:00 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Day walking. [Tag Jethro] In-Reply-To: <20040507173832.43214.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040507173832.43214.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405071957.00268.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Friday 07 May 2004 19:38, Mik Reed wrote: > > Sullivan sat back in his chair. Gabe sounded > > stressed. > > "Okay, I'll meet you there." he said simply and > > headed out, walking briskly. > > As Gabe came down the stairs to Jethro's landing he > saw the commander coming up the stairs. "Sully, I will > try and make this as concise as possible. We had a > number of visitors come back with us last night after > the fight, among them was the Son or Merlin. He seemed > to be with Marie and things were already complicated > by the time I had realised he was inside the building, > I chose not to excasberate them further, especially as > Marie seemed happy and it appeared he had helped us > control the situation but I had a visitor this > morning, Megean, she has warned me that he is using > Marie. She thinks he already has Marie in his thrall > and says he near trashed her room trying to attack > Megean when she realised what was happening." If it > were possible his tone grew even more serious, "I take > full blame for allowing him access to the building, I > was thinking of my own well being and not that of the > Guardians as a whole. I ran a check before I called > you, they are both currently in the room Marie has > been allocated. I have asked Megean to check it out > while I got ready, she was worried that he intended to > abuse his control of Marie beyond merely gaining > access to headquarters." With Sullivan fully briefed > Gabe waited to hear his prognosis. > "Allright Gabe, it was good of you to call me." Sullivan said. "Lets go there then and find out for ourselves what is happening. " Sullivan's face was serious. Whatever Gabe did last night could wait, right now, they had to handle this. "For his sake, she had better be allright." With that he led the way to Marie's room. He stood by the open door for a moment then stepped in, in front of them Marie was lying on the bed, Morganis crouched over her still form, his hands under her shirt... tag Gabe, Marie, Morganis From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 18:57:12 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [Tag Marie] Message-ID: <050720041757.9214.409BCDF800090046000023FE2200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Morganis smiled deeply, he could not imagine a nicer thing to hear right at this moment. He redoubled his efforts, working on her lower back, he lifted her shirt up to actually do a better job, but he was very carefull about this, he did not lift it far enough to expose her bra-line. Still it took no skill to realize that her muscles were in rough shape, sleeping in chairs after battles do that to people. So he did his utmost to help, happy to be able to. Marie mmmed softly. He was good, with a touch that was firm enough to do the job but gentle enough not to send her through the roof. She hadn't always been able to say that about Andre's massure. Sometimes she thought the man had been trained for torture and massage was just a side line. "You can just keep doing that forever. I won't even stop you." Her tone was pleased with a hint of humor to it, the well developed muscles of her back craving the attention. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 19:24:55 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] A gentleman offers a backrub [NO TAG] In-Reply-To: <050720041757.9214.409BCDF800090046000023FE2200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050720041757.9214.409BCDF800090046000023FE2200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405072024.55188.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Friday 07 May 2004 19:57, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Morganis smiled deeply, he could not imagine a nicer thing to hear right > > at this moment. He redoubled his efforts, working on her lower back, he > > lifted her shirt up to actually do a better job, but he was very carefull > > about this, he did not lift it far enough to expose her bra-line. Still > > it took no skill to realize that her muscles were in rough shape, > > sleeping in chairs after battles do that to people. So he did his utmost > > to help, happy to be able to. > > Marie mmmed softly. He was good, with a touch that was firm enough to do > the job but gentle enough not to send her through the roof. She hadn't > always been able to say that about Andre's massure. Sometimes she thought > the man had been trained for torture and massage was just a side line. > "You can just keep doing that forever. I won't even stop you." Her tone > was pleased with a hint of humor to it, the well developed muscles of her > back craving the attention. Morganis' almost reverential rubbing was interrupted by the two senior vampires bursting into the room. Luken was there, and another he didn't know. "What the hell, you don't just burst into a ladies' room" he exclaimed. no tag, merge with Day Walking. From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 19:59:46 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Repaying the favour ~ Tags: Joy In-Reply-To: Message-ID: She practically screamed troubled past. Why was your brother killed? Reilly shifted in her seat again. I mean maybe we could help you. Reilly was uneasy discussing death so openly when her own wounds were so fresh.  I lost a partner myself so I know how it feels to be both sad and angry at the same time. "Erm he was a weredog, it had just happened, not more than a couple of months ago, and he was killed by a group based here in New York. I don't know why they were in Charlottesville" she shrugged. She shared a soft smile with Joy hoping to make a connection. I mean if I said I was wishing warm fuzzy thoughts for his killer you would know I was lying. Her smile grew even broader. Personally I hope he rots in hell and plan to help him get there - maybe we can add your brothers killer to the list? Joy's eyebrows both raised at that, "Okay. we can do that.... I have every intention of making them pay, on my own if necessary, but I'm hoping to...." she almost said get some help, but just caught up with herself in time, "talk to the Commander about that." "What happened to your partner? If you don't mind me asking?" Tag From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 20:00:26 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Message-ID: >>"You look pretty braw yourself there" he commented, unable to help himself casting an eye over her. "Come on, let's play hookey for a bit." Must remember to breathe, he said to himself, having some trouble right now. He walked down to the front doors and tried to work out how to get out that way... << Meg had seen the doctor and Jay leaving. She was grateful to Callum for running interference for her. She'd seen them already, but she didn't feel up to carrying on conversations just now. "Sounds like fun," she said. She followed him to the blast doors, then stepped in front of him when he seemed confused about how to get out. "Cal...you don't mind if I call you Cal, do you? Here in the States we have a quaint little thing called a doorknob." She passed her ID in front of the panel next to the cut-out door in the metal blast door, turned the handle, and it swung open with ease. "After you, sir," she said, unable to suppress a grin. tag Callum From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 20:01:55 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions - Bringing together threads (tag Morganis, Gabe, Marie, Megean and Sullivan) Message-ID: <050720041901.4085.409BDD200004CDC000000FF52200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Morganis' almost reverential rubbing was interrupted by the two senior vampires bursting into the room. Luken was there, and another he didn't know. > "What the hell, you don't just burst into a ladies' room" he exclaimed. Marie blinked, going from relaxed to taut all at once. She turned her upper torso, looking towards the door in surprise. "Commander? Luken?" She was trying not to blush. They hadn't been doing anything wrong, or anything indecent, but it still felt like having one's father burst in during a make out session. "Is there a problem?" ~We're here to rescue you from that...that monster!~ Megean appeared in one corner, her words projected into the waking world and Marie sighed. "Meg...will you please just butt out of my life?" From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 20:17:14 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Good News and Bad News (Tag Callum, Meg) Message-ID: <> He laughed at her. "Cal?" he looked rather non plussed, if anyone else had suggested it he'd have automatically said "No" but he rather liked the way it sounded when she said it "Aye, you can call me Cal" <<"Here in the States we have a quaint little thing called a doorknob." She passed her ID in front of the panel next to the cut-out door in the metal blast door, turned the handle, and it swung open with ease.>> "After you, sir," she said, unable to suppress a grin. He preceded her out onto the street, and waited for her to come through the door, then waved her up the street in the direction of the diner. When they got there he checked the menu and asked for "Two Atkins' Specials please - rare, to take out and a coffee for me, Meg is that okay for you? It seems to be about half a dead cow, and there's no venison on the menu. Do you want something to drink Hen?" Tag Meg. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Fri May 7 20:33:15 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions - Bringing together threads (tag Morganis, Gabe, Marie, Megean and Sullivan) In-Reply-To: <050720041901.4085.409BDD200004CDC000000FF52200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <050720041901.4085.409BDD200004CDC000000FF52200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405072133.15210.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Friday 07 May 2004 21:01, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Morganis' almost reverential rubbing was interrupted by the two senior > > vampires bursting into the room. Luken was there, and another he didn't > > know. > > > > "What the hell, you don't just burst into a ladies' room" he exclaimed. > > Marie blinked, going from relaxed to taut all at once. She turned her > upper torso, looking towards the door in surprise. "Commander? Luken?" > She was trying not to blush. They hadn't been doing anything wrong, or > anything indecent, but it still felt like having one's father burst in > during a make out session. "Is there a problem?" > > ~We're here to rescue you from that...that monster!~ Megean appeared in > one corner, her words projected into the waking world and Marie sighed. > > "Meg...will you please just butt out of my life?" > Morganis fell back. "Let me get this straight. You two are here acting like absolute idiots with swords based on the word of that, that spectral pain in the ass ?" Sullivan lowered his sword, whatever was happening here, it did not seem to be that needed. "Finding a guardian in such a position with a known covenant breaker... I think perhaps we are justified whoever our source was." "Oh god, yes I was a slayer, that's almost five years ago. Three years a slayer, five years atoning for it. Don't you people ever forgive a man ? What about yourselves. Luken - what about all the skeletons lying at the bottom of the fucking marsh ? Sullivan I guess, what about your french nun. A vampire like that killed my mother - while she was in labour with my sister. I was 19 years old - all I knew about vampires was that one of them killed my mom. Everything else you read says we are evil monsters. Well I know better now cos I'm standing on the other side of the mirror. Can I never have happiness. For the first time in more than I want to remember there is a woman in my life that I enjoy spending time with, and who seems to genuinely like me, and you're telling me I can't give her fucking backrub ?" the wizard collapsed on the bed, tears streaming down his face. "If you really mean that then just kill me now. I've tried to make up for my past, if you can't believe that, if you're going to take away from me the first thing to make smile in ten years. Then I would rather die." Sullivan dropped the sword. "He does make a good point Luken." he said softly. tags From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 21:57:17 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050720041750.15194.409BCC60000E7DDE00003B5A2200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507205717.88829.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Natalia shrugged gracefully. "It's not far. A > few...what's the American term? Blocks. Is all. > Grumps place is kinda in phase with where he wants > to be at the moment. And there better not be > trouble. I can't think of anyone that would throw a > punch there." "Yeah, blocks, aint that's fine then innit. An' anywhere wiv no aggro likely to happen 'd make a decent change from where I'm standin'." With that Evan headed towards the door Callum and Meg had just walked through. He copied Meg's sweep with the pass and held it open for Natalia with a slight bow "age before beauty," he said with a slight, if unknowing, grin. [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 22:25:57 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050720042125.23080.409BFEE4000D0C1600005A282200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Yeah, blocks, aint that's fine then innit. An' anywhere wiv no aggro likely to happen 'd make a decent change from where I'm standin'." With that Evan headed towards the door Callum and Meg had just walked through. He copied Meg's sweep with the pass and held it open for Natalia with a slight bow "age before beauty," he said with a slight, if > unknowing, grin. Natalia snorted, a very unladylike sound, then ducked through the door. She tucked her hands into her jacket pockets as she moved out of the way to let Evan join her. "And they say chilvary is dead." Her tones were deadpan and dry and she began down the street. "Off we go, then." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 22:28:52 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions - Bringing together threads [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <200405072133.15210.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040507212852.66085.qmail@web86401.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> >> Sullivan lowered his sword, whatever was happening >> here, it did not seem to be that needed. >> "Finding a guardian in such a position with a known >> covenant breaker... I think perhaps we are >> justified whoever our source was." > "Oh god, yes I was a slayer, that's almost five > years ago. Three years a slayer, five years atoning > for it. Don't you people ever forgive a man ? What > about yourselves. Luken - what about all the > skeletons lying at the bottom of the fucking marsh ? > Sullivan I guess, what about your french nun. A > vampire like that killed my mother - while she was > in labour with my sister. I was 19 years old - all I > knew about vampires was that one of them killed my > mom. > Everything else you read says we are evil monsters. > Well I know better now cos I'm standing on the other > side of the mirror. Can I never have happiness. > For the first time in more than I want to remember > there is a woman in my life that I enjoy spending > time with, and who seems to genuinely like me, and > you're telling me I can't give her fucking backrub > ?" the wizard collapsed on the bed, tears streaming > down his face. > "If you really mean that then just kill me now. I've > tried to make up for my past, if you can't believe > that, if you're going to take away from me the > first thing to make smile in ten years. Then I would > rather die." > > Sullivan dropped the sword. > "He does make a good point Luken." he said softly. Through Morganis' diatribe Gabe had been watching for Marie's reaction, attempting to gauge where she stood in all of this, if Megean had merely tricked him in to this. He looked up as Sullivan addressed him, "Sir," he started formally, "it is easy to make good points, I would prefer them backed up with good acts. If the Son of Merlin really has changed his ways, then it does not appear to have registered on the Guardians database. I would prefer to check out facts, rather than to act on impassioned rhetoric." He turned to Marie, "Partner, I think you would do the same in my shoes. Can we just debrief and confirm the situation, you know you will have my sincere and heartfelt apologies when I have been proved wrong." As he said this, Gabe broke off from looking at Marie and surveyed the damage in the room. [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Fri May 7 22:32:22 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050720042125.23080.409BFEE4000D0C1600005A282200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040507213222.33138.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Natalia snorted, a very unladylike sound, then > ducked through the door. She tucked her hands into > her jacket pockets as she moved out of the way to > let Evan join her. "And they say chilvary is dead." > Her tones were deadpan and dry and she began down > the street. "Off we go, then." "Grand, I wanna nip in a sweetshop if we spot one, but I'll do it after we've 'ad a butchers at your fairy." Evan said as he followed her, wishing he'd thought to bring his own coat as it was chilly out. [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Fri May 7 22:39:24 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050720042139.2784.409C020C0007441300000AE02200750330FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Grand, I wanna nip in a sweetshop if we spot one, but I'll do it after we've 'ad a butchers at your fairy." Evan said as he followed her, wishing he'd thought to bring his own coat as it was chilly out. The Russian woman laughed, reaching up and tucking a lock of raven-wing hair from her eyes. "If you still have room for sweets once Grump's wife is through with you, I'll be very impressed. She has some theory about feeding everyone that comes to visit. And yes, it's safe, at least there. I wouldn't suggest eating food that just any fae offers, but the Grumps...they're different." From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Fri May 7 23:58:36 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) -- was Good news and bad news Message-ID: >>He laughed at her. "Cal?" he looked rather non plussed, if anyone else had suggested it he'd have automatically said "No" but he rather liked the way it sounded when she said it "Aye, you can call me Cal"<< She smiled then. "Sorry, it's a cop and military thing. Easier to call out one syllable in a firefight." ++++++++++++++++++++++++ >>He preceded her out onto the street, and waited for her to come through the door, then waved her up the street in the direction of the diner. When they got there he checked the menu and asked for "Two Atkins' Specials please - rare, to take out and a coffee for me, Meg is that okay for you? It seems to be about half a dead cow, and there's no venison on the menu. Do you want something to drink Hen?"<< Hen? Must be a Scottish thing. From anyone else it would have irritated her, but from Cal it was okay. She looked at the menu. No caffeine, lots of sugar and protein... "Do you have lemonade? And a protein shake in a can, too, please," she said. "Does that sound ok?" she whispered to Callum once the waitress left to place the orders. Tag Callum From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sat May 8 00:17:23 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <> "Aye, another lemonade on there as well" Callum didn't a diner in NY would have Irn Bru, and lemonade was the next best thing. <<"Does that sound ok?" she whispered to Callum once the waitress left to place the orders.>> "Perfect, we'll take them into that bit o'green over there, sit on the bench, and then we can talk, if you still want to?" Tag Meg OOC If you decide to take them all the way to the bench you should know that they're not leaving the diner without a potential argument over the bill. Callum will insist on trying to pay, or indeed paying if she'll let him. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 02:43:11 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <20040507124903.24756.qmail@web25204.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040508014311.68009.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Queen or tart wrote: >>"Hell yes!" This was like his dream job, "That would be great, I've not forgotten about the things you asked me about earlier Doc, I'll get to them later on, but I've gotta spend some time with Meg right now. Can we talk about this later?" His brain started ticking over thinking about all sorts of stuff, and his fingers inched to check out the database, then he saw Meg coming down the stairs and it all faded into irrelevance.<< "Sure, no...problem...," Jessie said as she watched Callum drift away and join Meg. "I think your young friend is smitten," she said to Jay. Think they'll be as happy as we are? No, that's impossible!" She grinned, then took his arm. "So, are we ready to go? Personally, I'd like to get cleaned up first. I've been wearing these clothes all night. And as for you, you've been through the wringer." She kissed him, then took his hand and led him in the direction of their room... Tag Jay (OOC: We can fade and get back to shopping if you like.) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 03:19:55 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) In-Reply-To: <050720041659.27575.409BC08F0002010900006BB72200750744FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040508021955.73614.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Muse blinked as the vampire girl very nearly ran out of the kitchen. She shook her head, mentally adding the woman to her list of Guardians that she didn't particularily care for. There was time to be polite and not to act like the cook had some kind of communicable disease. Muse sighed and checked the stores in the fridge before pushing it closed. Maybe she was going to have to get a lock on it, the kitchen too if people were just going to come and help themselves before the food was actually put out for them. Still grumbling she tied her hair up and washed her hands before beginning to work on the pastries.<< Ratso had fixed the website as well as he could for the moment. He decided to check on it again later. He called for a repairman for the security door. The company did fast service for them, so it would be ready before nightfall. That chore done, he raced up to the diner to see the goddess of the kitchen. "Heya, toots!" he called to Muse. "Anything you need me to do for ya before da magic hour?" Tag Muse From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 03:42:34 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040508024234.4340.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"Aye, another lemonade on there as well" Callum didn't a diner in NY would have Irn Bru, and lemonade was the next best thing. <<"Does that sound ok?" she whispered to Callum once the waitress left to place the orders.>> "Perfect, we'll take them into that bit o'green over there, sit on the bench, and then we can talk, if you still want to?"<< "Yeah, I would. I have so many questions I need to ask, so many things I need to know about all this." Meg patted her pockets, looking for money to contribute to the meal, then groaned. "Uh...Cal? I grabbed my badge when I left, and my coat, but not any money. Could you pick this one up? Normally I wouldn't ask, but...I'll get the next one, ok? Maybe we can find a pub in a few days." She hated doing it this way, but there was no help for it. Tag Callum :) (OOC: Solved that one nicely, didn't I?) Tag Meg OOC If you decide to take them all the way to the bench you should know that they're not leaving the diner without a potential argument over the bill. Callum will insist on trying to pay, or indeed paying if she'll let him. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Sat May 8 07:12:09 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:32 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <20040508014311.68009.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040508014311.68009.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405080812.09169.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > "Sure, no...problem...," Jessie said as she watched Callum drift away and > join Meg. > > "I think your young friend is smitten," she said to Jay. Think they'll be > as happy as we are? No, that's impossible!" She grinned, then took his > arm. "So, are we ready to go? Personally, I'd like to get cleaned up > first. I've been wearing these clothes all night. And as for you, you've > been through the wringer." > > She kissed him, then took his hand and led him in the direction of their > room... > "Yeah, a shower and some clean clothes would be a Godsend.... you're a Godsend." he whispered, as he trailed with her. "As for Callum and Meg, they both deserve a dose of happiness, so I wish them all the best - but you're right, I don't think anybody can be as happy as we are." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Sat May 8 07:47:32 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <20040507212852.66085.qmail@web86401.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040507212852.66085.qmail@web86401.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405080847.32752.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > Everything else you read says we are evil monsters. > > Well I know better now cos I'm standing on the other > > side of the mirror. Can I never have happiness. > > For the first time in more than I want to remember > > there is a woman in my life that I enjoy spending > > time with, and who seems to genuinely like me, and > > you're telling me I can't give her fucking backrub > > ?" the wizard collapsed on the bed, tears streaming > > down his face. > > "If you really mean that then just kill me now. I've > > tried to make up for my past, if you can't believe > > that, if you're going to take away from me the > > first thing to make smile in ten years. Then I would > > rather die." > > > > Sullivan dropped the sword. > > "He does make a good point Luken." he said softly. > > Through Morganis' diatribe Gabe had been watching for > Marie's reaction, attempting to gauge where she stood > in all of this, if Megean had merely tricked him in to > this. He looked up as Sullivan addressed him, > "Sir," he started formally, "it is easy to make good > points, I would prefer them backed up with good acts. > If the Son of Merlin really has changed his ways, then > it does not appear to have registered on the Guardians > database. I would prefer to check out facts, rather > than to act on impassioned rhetoric." He turned to > Marie, "Partner, I think you would do the same in my > shoes. Can we just debrief and confirm the situation, > you know you will have my sincere and heartfelt > apologies when I have been proved wrong." As he said > this, Gabe broke off from looking at Marie and > surveyed the damage in the room. > Morganis stepped off the bed. He was angry now. His voice was low, soft and utterly calm, it was the voice of one whose anger was beyond rage. "Go update you're database then. Does it include the virus in LA ? Did you people even know about that ? No - well then I guess we did a good job. " He looked around the room, trying to figure out where Meagean was. "Hey Spectre, nice one, what did you tell them ? That I'm using mind control on her ? Does she look dazed and confused to you ? Did you tell them about your little stunt last night with the lightbulbs as well ? Tell them about the glass shards you tried to rip her to bits with ? Did you tell them that I jumped in the way ? Did you tell them that if it wasn't for me, you'd have left Marie scarred for life.. didn't think so. " He walked over to Gabe. "If you want my head so badly, here's your chance to try and take it. If you'll kill someone in cold blood what does that make you ? A defender of justice ? If you have some kind of evidence that proves me guilty of breaking your covenant in the past five years, then you can come back. I won't run, because I know you can't find evidence for things that never happened. Right now, you are in a lady's room without her permission. So unless you're going to use the sword, get the fuck out of here." He looked at the commander. "You are supposed to be the wise Jethro Sullivan. I'm not running. If you think I still deserve to die, then pick up that sword, act and get it over with. But if you think maybe I deserve a chance to live, then walk out. I'm not running. If I'm lying you'll know soon enough. I have heard a lot about you, and I respect what I heard. I suppose this is where I found out if it was all too good to be true." Sullivan looked back. "Most of it probably was. But I have been heard some of the worlds lying champions in three centuries, and you don't sound like one. But I have to verify that." Sullivan didn't say anything else to Morganis, he walked to Marie. "I don't know what happened, I don't know how well you know him, but I know and trust Andre, and believe he would have raised you to have good judgment. I have to lock him up until we can verify his claims, to keep the guardians safe and prevent him fleeing... but I won't if you'll vouch for him. " tag From ajventer at sentechsa.com Sat May 8 10:40:10 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Sal Intro] Message-ID: <200405081140.10305.ajventer@sentechsa.com> The cab stopped at their destination, she got out with a scowl This sucked rocks. She got out, flung her backpack over her shoulder, the boombox inside screaming at the world. She lit a cigarette and leaned in through the window, handing the cabby his fair. Then she gave him the finger and walked up to the main doors They were fucking blast doors. Where had her parents sent her ? Juvenile Prison or some shit ? So she rang the bell. They told her the guy she was gonna live with was called Jethro. Other stuff about the covenant (or the pain-assed rules as Sal called it even though it was the only rules she actually kept) and him being some hyper-guardian or some shit. She hadn't really listened. Lately when they spoke her minded tended to switch off. Fucking hell. They had made her promise to be here before moonrise, after that incident with Joey Maddin's nuts they had been all pedantic about her in dog form. But he had been getting heavy with her friend Ally and Ally was not in the mood, and it's not like anybody will know the dog that bit his ballsack was actually her. And besides she'd heard the doctors were able to help and he can still have kids, what a pity. She spat again. Fuck it had tasted bad though. God don't these people open the door ? She leaned forward resting herself on the bell, and then just stayed there hearing it's shrill screech. She would just keep ringing it until somebody opened the fucking door. Her parents had called this Sullivan dude so he should be expecting her. She was wearing what must have once been jeans, but from the mid-thigh downward nothing but long rag strips remained now. You couldn't buy this, it had taken her an hour with scizors to get it right. With it went a tank-top, bright shocking pink ending a good five inches above her bellybutton. The words "I don't have PMS - I'm just a bitch" stood in glitertext over her breasts. Her parents had looked shocked when she bought it, but she adored it's subtlety, who knew how litterall it's meaning was to her. She was not wearing a bra, she seldom did, she found men easier to deal with if they were drueling. Idiots. The only problem was that in the late autumn wind, this was not the most practical outfit. "Open up for fucks sake, it's freezing out here." She shouted, still jammed on the bell. tags Whoever is brave enough to open the door OOC: Muhahahah, this is gonna be fun ! From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sat May 8 11:19:45 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <200405080847.32752.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040508101945.44853.qmail@web86403.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Sullivan looked back. "Most of it probably was. But > I have been heard some of the worlds lying > champions in three centuries, and you don't sound > like one. But I have to verify that." > Sullivan didn't say anything else to Morganis, he > walked to Marie. "I don't know what happened, I > don't know how well you know him, but I know > and trust Andre, and believe he would have raised > you to have good judgment. I have to lock him up > until we can verify his claims, to keep the > guardians safe and prevent him fleeing... but I > won't if you'll vouch for him. " Gabe didn't feel he should say anything, Sullivan had made the call, but the look on his face as his eyes flicked back to Marie's face showed the concern with which he regarded this decision. [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sat May 8 11:24:21 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050720042139.2784.409C020C0007441300000AE02200750330FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040508102421.73081.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > The Russian woman laughed, reaching up and tucking a > lock of raven-wing hair from her eyes. "If you > still have room for sweets once Grump's wife is > through with you, I'll be very impressed. She has > some theory about feeding everyone that comes to > visit. And yes, it's safe, at least there. I > wouldn't suggest eating food that just any fae > offers, but the Grumps...they're different." Evan smiled, "Fink I'll do it justice. 'Ere, they got any pets?" [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sat May 8 12:32:37 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040508024234.4340.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <<"Yeah, I would. I have so many questions I need to ask, so many things I need to know about all this." Meg patted her pockets, looking for money to contribute to the meal, then groaned. "Uh...Cal? I grabbed my badge when I left, and my coat, but not any money. Could you pick this one up? Normally I wouldn't ask, but...I'll get the next one, ok? Maybe we can find a pub in a few days." She hated doing it this way, but there was no help for it.>> "Um aye" Callum was a tiny bit put out that she'd asked. Of course he was going to pay, that had never been in question. He looked at her rather puzzled, but decided to let it drop for the moment, there were other things to talk about. "How are you feeling now?" When the food arrived he took the food bag, and his coffee and left her to carry the cold drinks. He had a feeling that taking everything was likely to irritate her and that wasn't a great plan at the moment, she needed to control as much as possible. "You okay with those?" Then they walked across the street to a bench in a small bit of green and Callum passed her a take out tray filled with barely cooked meat, and some table napkins, this had every chance of getting messy. It was lucky it hadn't been a Chinese restaurant - he imagined Meg with a bag of spare ribs, covered in barbeque sauce, devouring them, the juices running down her chin, and then himself having to kiss her to remove it, licking her, nuzzling her. Fuck, he had to stop that right now. He adjusted the tray of hot meat in his lap, and concentrated very hard on it, and started to shovel the meat into his mouth. Normally he was quite a fastidious eater, but right now he was desperate for some flesh. He glanced across at Meg assuming she was unlikely to talk until she'd eaten. Tag.... (OOC: Solved that one nicely, didn't I?) Nicely done! From jenarey at comcast.net Sat May 8 15:09:07 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050820041409.6347.409CEA030009CB3C000018CB2200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > Evan smiled, "Fink I'll do it justice. 'Ere, they got any pets?" Natalia looked over her shoulder, a mysterious little smile on her lips. "Sort of. A medium sized house lizard. At least that's all they had last time I stopped by." From jenarey at comcast.net Sat May 8 15:45:09 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] Message-ID: <050820041445.21347.409CF2750005FC1E000053632200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Marie crossed her arms over her chest, feeling like she was in the middle of some kind of daytime drama, and unable to get a word in edgewise. When Gabe spoke to her she opened her mouth to respond was was silenced as Morgan and the Commander began. ~Meg...I can't believe you'd go this far.~ The ghost didn't respond, though the temperature in the room slowly began to drop, most noticable to the only human in the room. ~MEG!~ Marie pulled her attention back to the conversation as the commander addressed her. She took a deep breath, looking between the three men. "Morgan, please, calm down. Gabe, I appreciate that you're worried. We've had some rocky bits in the last couple of days, and likely some things we need to talk about, though this is not the time or place. Commander, we all have our pasts, but Morgan has been nothing but help to me in the last two days and I believe that represents a change and deserves to be given a fair chance." ~NOOOOO!!!~ Meg's scream of rage sounded through the room, shattering more than just the overhead light this time. Glass fell to the floor as furniture was pulled from it's place to fly about the room accompanied by a bitter cold wind. "Meagan McDunna, stop it righ..." Marie's angry shout was cut short as a drawer slammed into her from behind and she began to crumple. tag guys ooc: Meagan can't keep this up for long. Cold, wind and moving things around are poltrigeist tricks and really about all she has in her arsenal. She's not that powerful of a ghost. ;) Have fun. From jenarey at comcast.net Sat May 8 15:49:49 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) Message-ID: <050820041449.29268.409CF38D000365F7000072542200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > That chore done, he raced up to the diner to see the goddess of the kitchen. "Heya, toots!" he called to Muse. "Anything you need me to do for ya before da magic hour?" "Mmm?" Muse looked up, flour clinging to her apron and fingers. "Na much though..." She paused. "Would it be awful of me to put in a couple locks in here? I keep coming in to folks making raids on the fridge when there's plenty of food and other things out in the dispensary." The little mouse woman sounded distressed. It really bothered her that people would just come and take things out of her domain without so much as a say so. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sat May 8 16:52:01 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050820041409.6347.409CEA030009CB3C000018CB2200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040508155201.29836.qmail@web86401.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> >> Evan smiled, "Fink I'll do it justice. 'Ere, they >> got any pets?" > Natalia looked over her shoulder, a mysterious > little smile on her lips. "Sort of. A medium sized > house lizard. At least that's all they had last > time I stopped by." "Smashin', you can tell loads abaht a geezer from e's pets," Evan replied, feeling suitably mysterious in himself. [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sat May 8 17:00:25 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <050820041445.21347.409CF2750005FC1E000053632200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040508160025.85237.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~NOOOOO!!!~ Meg's scream of rage sounded through > the room, shattering more than just the overhead > light this time. Glass fell to the floor as > furniture was pulled from it's place to fly about > the room accompanied by a bitter cold wind. As the glass began to shatter Luken reacted, his position on the edge of the argument giving him the edge, he leapt across the room towards his partner... > "Meagan McDunna, stop it righ..." Marie's angry > shout was cut short as a drawer slammed into her > from behind and she began to crumple. ... turning in mid jump he caught hold of her, embracing him in towards his body as he rolled her forwards out of the way of the drawer. Getting her behind him he scanned the room for other flying objects while his right hand flew out to the bed, grabbing the bedding to use as protection from flying glass. "Sully, any quick fixes?" [tags] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 22:10:14 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <200405080812.09169.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040508211014.54764.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Yeah, a shower and some clean clothes would be a Godsend.... you're a Godsend." he whispered, as he trailed with her. "As for Callum and Meg, they both deserve a dose of happiness, so I wish them all the best - but you're right, I don't think anybody can be as happy as we are."<< "That was my thought, too," Jessie smiled as she opened the door. There was a bottle of chilled champagne waiting for them with a note. "Congratulations, from Ratso and the staff," Jessie read. "Aw, that's so sweet!" She went to the closet and picked out a nice but casual outfit to wear. She pulled out comfortable shoes, then underthings from her drawers, and laid them out on the bed. "So, did you want to go first, or...should we shower together?" she asked with a grin. "Might be quicker, or slower, depending." Tag Jay From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 22:26:16 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) In-Reply-To: <050820041449.29268.409CF38D000365F7000072542200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040508212616.3514.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>"Mmm?" Muse looked up, flour clinging to her apron and fingers. "Na much though..." She paused. "Would it be awful of me to put in a couple locks in here? I keep coming in to folks making raids on the fridge when there's plenty of food and other things out in the dispensary." The little mouse woman sounded distressed. It really bothered her that people would just come and take things out of her domain without so much as a say so.<< Ratso looked concerned. "Somebody come in here witout askin? Who..." He thought back to breakfast. "Was it a vampire, girl, snitchin' some blood? Dat'd be Reilly, den. I tried ta tell her it waddn't no big deal, but she was real paranoid about drinkin' blood in fronta everybody. Even wit me havin' da rat special. She's kinda new, I tink. It's dese newbies, dey don't got proper manners, like we do. I'll talk to 'em. Bet dat Evan guy's anudder one. Yeah, for now, doh, let's put in some locks. Better give Gabe or Jay da keys, doh, for tonight. We'll make a sign, too, tellin' 'em ta check da dispensary. Once dey get used to it, we can take da locks back off. How's dat sound?" Tag Muse From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 22:44:36 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Sal Intro] In-Reply-To: <200405081140.10305.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040508214436.60249.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>The cab stopped at their destination, she got out with a scowl This sucked rocks. She got out, flung her backpack over her shoulder, the boombox inside screaming at the world. She lit a cigarette and leaned in through the window, handing the cabby his fair. Then she gave him the finger and walked up to the main doors They were fucking blast doors. Where had her parents sent her ? Juvenile Prison or some shit ? So she rang the bell. They told her the guy she was gonna live with was called Jethro. Other stuff about the covenant (or the pain-assed rules as Sal called it even though it was the only rules she actually kept) and him being some hyper-guardian or some shit. She hadn't really listened. Lately when they spoke her minded tended to switch off. Fucking hell. They had made her promise to be here before moonrise, after that incident with Joey Maddin's nuts they had been all pedantic about her in dog form. But he had been getting heavy with her friend Ally and Ally was not in the mood, and it's not like anybody will know the dog that bit his ballsack was actually her. And besides she'd heard the doctors were able to help and he can still have kids, what a pity. She spat again. Fuck it had tasted bad though. God don't these people open the door ? She leaned forward resting herself on the bell, and then just stayed there hearing it's shrill screech. She would just keep ringing it until somebody opened the fucking door. Her parents had called this Sullivan dude so he should be expecting her. She was wearing what must have once been jeans, but from the mid-thigh downward nothing but long rag strips remained now. You couldn't buy this, it had taken her an hour with scizors to get it right. With it went a tank-top, bright shocking pink ending a good five inches above her bellybutton. The words "I don't have PMS - I'm just a bitch" stood in glitertext over her breasts. Her parents had looked shocked when she bought it, but she adored it's subtlety, who knew how litterall it's meaning was to her. She was not wearing a bra, she seldom did, she found men easier to deal with if they were drueling. Idiots. The only problem was that in the late autumn wind, this was not the most practical outfit. "Open up for fucks sake, it's freezing out here." She shouted, still jammed on the bell.<< Larry the security guard had just come on duty when his ears heard the pounding and buzzing at the front door. He knew all werecreatures would be preparing for the full moon, and vampires would still be sleeping. He set down his reading materials for the night, Mad Magazine and a book, "Advanced Differential Calculus", and trudged to the front door at his top speed. He nodded to the men who had come to repair the door. "Hey, Larry, da blast door seems to be stuck. Couldya..." Larry wedged one huge hand under the blast door and lifted. The door slid effortlessly into the hidden storage compartment above the opening. "Tanks, pal!" the man said as he started taking measurements. The oddly-dressed young lady now found herself staring into the belt buckle of something that appeared to be a giant, or a troll, if you believed in either one of those things. "What you need?" the huge creature asked in a deep, gravelly voice. Tag Sal (There's one! ) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sat May 8 23:00:15 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040508220015.25059.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"Um aye" Callum was a tiny bit put out that she'd asked. Of course he was going to pay, that had never been in question. He looked at her rather puzzled, but decided to let it drop for the moment, there were other things to talk about. "How are you feeling now?"<< "Better. The fresh air's helping." Of course, the meat smells from the kitchen were negating any benefits of what passed for fresh air in New York City, but that was another matter entirely. >>When the food arrived he took the food bag, and his coffee and left her to carry the cold drinks. He had a feeling that taking everything was likely to irritate her and that wasn't a great plan at the moment, she needed to control as much as possible. "You okay with those?"<< Meg said, "Yeah, I think I can manage." She felt like she could lift a dump truck, but hey, if Cal wanted to play macho he-man, who was she to stop him? >>Then they walked across the street to a bench in a small bit of green and Callum passed her a take out tray filled with barely cooked meat, and some table napkins, this had every chance of getting messy. It was lucky it hadn't been a Chinese restaurant - he imagined Meg with a bag of spare ribs, covered in barbeque sauce, devouring them, the juices running down her chin, and then himself having to kiss her to remove it, licking her, nuzzling her. Fuck, he had to stop that right now. He adjusted the tray of hot meat in his lap, and concentrated very hard on it, and started to shovel the meat into his mouth. Normally he was quite a fastidious eater, but right now he was desperate for some flesh. He glanced across at Meg assuming she was unlikely to talk until she'd eaten.<< Meg had been breathing in deeply ever since they left the restaurant. It was fascinating, but disorienting. She could smell EVERYTHING! Car exhaust, perfume and cologne from passers-by, birds, dogs, squirrels, horses, food from the hot dog carts, everything. It was scary but exciting at the same time. Her mind was busily sorting the smells, categorizing them and filing them away for reference later. She might have to take a few trips to the mall, to get some of these things in more exact detail. Once Cal handed her the take-out box from heaven, though, she could smell only one thing. MEAT!!!! Normally she hated rare meat, preferring medium to well-done, but now she dived into the food like she hadn't eaten in a month. She didn't even stop to place napkins. She didn't eat so much as inhale, blood and juice running down her chin in her frenzy of chewing and gnawing. Only when she was done did she take the napkins and wipe her hands and mouth, and the front of her jacket and shirt. Then she realized that a few people were staring. "Man, this Atkin's thing is great!" she said with a little laugh. They all sidled away as quickly as they could without going into a flat-out run. One man grabbed his wife's hand and picked up his little girl in his arms in his haste to leave the area. The girl looked back over his shoulder and waved, saying, "Bye, doggies!" Meg blushed and looked at Cal. "Sorry. I'm normally not so...intense when I eat. Don't know what came over me." She tore open a lemon-scented napkin the waitress had graciously included in the bag and wiped her hands and mouth, then tried to work on the stains on her clothes to avoid looking directly at Cal. Tag Callum From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sun May 9 02:58:12 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040508220015.25059.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: >>When the food arrived he took the food bag, and his coffee and left her to carry the cold drinks. He had a feeling that taking everything was likely to irritate her and that wasn't a great plan at the moment, she needed to control as much as possible. "You okay with those?"<< >>Meg said, "Yeah, I think I can manage." She felt like she could lift a dump truck, but hey, if Cal wanted to play macho he-man, who was she to stop him?<< Callum got the impression she'd misinterpreted his actions, but decided not to comment, and filed the information away, he would try not to make the same mistake again. >>Then they walked across the street to a bench in a small bit of green and Callum passed her a take out tray filled with barely cooked meat, and some table napkins, this had every chance of getting messy. It was lucky it hadn't been a Chinese restaurant - he imagined Meg with a bag of spare ribs, covered in barbeque sauce, devouring them, the juices running down her chin, and then himself having to kiss her to remove it, licking her, nuzzling her. Fuck, he had to stop that right now. He adjusted the tray of hot meat in his lap, and concentrated very hard on it, and started to shovel the meat into his mouth. Normally he was quite a fastidious eater, but right now he was desperate for some flesh. He glanced across at Meg assuming she was unlikely to talk until she'd eaten.<< >>Meg had been breathing in deeply ever since they left the restaurant. It was fascinating, but disorienting. She could smell EVERYTHING! Car exhaust, perfume and cologne from passers-by, birds, dogs, squirrels, horses, food from the hot dog carts, everything. It was scary but exciting at the same time. Her mind was busily sorting the smells, categorizing them and filing them away for reference later. She might have to take a few trips to the mall, to get some of these things in more exact detail. Once Cal handed her the take-out box from heaven, though, she could smell only one thing. MEAT!!!! Normally she hated rare meat, preferring medium to well-done, but now she dived into the food like she hadn't eaten in a month. She didn't even stop to place napkins. She didn't eat so much as inhale, blood and juice running down her chin in her frenzy of chewing and gnawing. Only when she was done did she take the napkins and wipe her hands and mouth, and the front of her jacket and shirt.<< "Bloody Hell!" Callum whispered having to look down at his shoes for a moment to compose himself, otherwise he was going to launch himself onto her right here, right now. He was having a real problem, especially when he glanced back at her, just imagining the taste of the blood tinged with the taste of her, his tongue licked his lips imagining for a second it was her lips, those soft, full, kissable.... Rach-air-muin she was hot. His head swam, as his brain suffered from a distinct lack of blood again, his system having diverted on his behalf, and his eyes transformed becoming an icy blue and considerably more wolf like. He resisted the urge to throw his head back and howl. He couldn't do this, not here, in the open. Instead he took the carry out tray and quickly shaped the end into a funnel form, and tipped the remaining contents into his mouth in one hit. His throat bulged as he swallowed in a couple of huge gulps. <> Callum breathed heavily, and balled the tray in one hand, then threw it over arm into the bag, in a poor imitation of a basketball player, it met its target though he restrained himself from whooping. He grabbed a napkin and scrubbed his mouth, deeply ashamed of his behaviour. If this was what he was like now in the daylight how was it going to be tonight? "You're not the only one, it's difficult to be restrained right now, but it's not like this all the time I promise." Tag Meg From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sun May 9 05:30:21 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040509043021.76928.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"Bloody Hell!" Callum whispered having to look down at his shoes for a moment to compose himself, otherwise he was going to launch himself onto her right here, right now. He was having a real problem, especially when he glanced back at her, just imagining the taste of the blood tinged with the taste of her, his tongue licked his lips imagining for a second it was her lips, those soft, full, kissable.... Rach-air-muin she was hot. His head swam, as his brain suffered from a distinct lack of blood again, his system having diverted on his behalf, and his eyes transformed becoming an icy blue and considerably more wolf like. He resisted the urge to throw his head back and howl. He couldn't do this, not here, in the open. Instead he took the carry out tray and quickly shaped the end into a funnel form, and tipped the remaining contents into his mouth in one hit. His throat bulged as he swallowed in a couple of huge gulps.<< Meg looked up for a second and saw the change in his eyes. It sent a chill through her. That was what she was, too. It was what she would be tonight. Was this what her grandfather had meant about doing whatever it took? As she watched Cal eat the last of his meat, she didn't feel so bad about her own vulgar food attack. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ >>Callum breathed heavily, and balled the tray in one hand, then threw it over arm into the bag, in a poor imitation of a basketball player, it met its target though he restrained himself from whooping. He grabbed a napkin and scrubbed his mouth, deeply ashamed of his behaviour. If this was what he was like now in the daylight how was it going to be tonight? "You're not the only one, it's difficult to be restrained right now, but it's not like this all the time I promise."<< Meg looked around to make sure all the civilians had bailed, then looked into Cal's eyes. "What's gonna happen tonight? Will I...can I control it? Will I kill people, like in the dream? If that's gonna happen, then Sullivan needs to lock me up. I don't want to risk killing or turning anyone. What's happening to me? The dreams, and...other things. I can smell things. I can smell YOU. Right now. It's..." She could feel her skin crawling. She rubbed it, willing the feeling to stop. "When I smell you...it wants to come out. It's like it wants to take me over. And it's not love. Hell, it's not even casual sex. It's something deeper, if that makes any sense. You're a nice guy, you deserve better that." She flushed again. "I can't believe I'm talking about these things with you. I barely even know you." She picked up her food box and tossed it in the garbage. Then she shook the protein shake and downed it in one gulp. She sat back down and sipped at the lemonade. When she passed Cal his drinks, her hand touched his, and a spark shot through her. The tingling started again, stronger this time. Tag Callum From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sun May 9 13:42:25 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040509043021.76928.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <> Callum felt a spark of electricity pass between them, and his groin tightened further. A small groan escaped his lips. "Jesus! Meg you cannot begin to know just how much I want to make love to you here on this bench in broad daylight, and I know you want me too. But I'm not going to. Not least because we'd get arrested but more than that because it wouldn't be fair. I wouldn't be making love to you, the human woman I've wanted since I saw you lying on the warehouse floor, but instead to the beast that was released during the spell. You don't have any control over her yet and I'm not going to take advantage of that. Let's get past the next three nights and then see how we both feel." He longed to touch her, to stroke her hand, but just didn't trust himself right this instant. He remembered the advice from Natalia, and reached into his pocket and pulled out a bar of chocolate and broke some off. "Eat some of this, it'll put your blood sugar levels up, and it tastes pretty good, even when you're changing" "You're changing, because of the energy that went into you from me, that's why the dreams and the enhanced olfactory sense. You'll probably find you see things differently, I don't need my lenses in when I transform. As for tonight, I don't know what'll happen, but I'll be there for you, and so will other people. There's other Weres around to help. We'll go somewhere quiet where help is available if needed, there'll be no-one there for you to kill, so you don't have to worry about that. Then when you're ready we'll move on together." He figured now was not the time or place to explain his previous strategy for dealing with his own beast. Since the talk with Uncle Jethro he'd felt a lot better and more confident, except for those few moments in the infirmary. He just hoped that he could help her sufficiently. He'd like to avoid a strategy that left neither of them in control. He lifted his head and smiled at her, "It'll be okay..." Tag Meg From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sun May 9 14:06:30 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040509130630.54254.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>Callum felt a spark of electricity pass between them, and his groin tightened further. A small groan escaped his lips. "Jesus! Meg you cannot begin to know just how much I want to make love to you here on this bench in broad daylight, and I know you want me too. But I'm not going to. Not least because we'd get arrested but more than that because it wouldn't be fair. I wouldn't be making love to you, the human woman I've wanted since I saw you lying on the warehouse floor, but instead to the beast that was released during the spell. You don't have any control over her yet and I'm not going to take advantage of that. Let's get past the next three nights and then see how we both feel."<< Meg laughed. "A gentleman. Haven't met one of those in a long time." He'd been attracted to her even before. That explained a lot. Did he interfere on purpose, though, knowing what would happen? She didn't think so, but itwas a possibility to keep in the back of her mind. >>He longed to touch her, to stroke her hand, but just didn't trust himself right this instant. He remembered the advice from Natalia, and reached into his pocket and pulled out a bar of chocolate and broke some off. "Eat some of this, it'll put your blood sugar levels up, and it tastes pretty good, even when you're changing"<< Meg took the chocolate cautiously and chewed it slowly, trying to avoid physical contact. It did seem to help, and it gave her something to think about besides the beast inside, and the smell of the beast next ot her. >>"You're changing, because of the energy that went into you from me, that's why the dreams and the enhanced olfactory sense. You'll probably find you see things differently, I don't need my lenses in when I transform. As for tonight, I don't know what'll happen, but I'll be there for you, and so will other people. There's other Weres around to help. We'll go somewhere quiet where help is available if needed, there'll be no-one there for you to kill, so you don't have to worry about that. Then when you're ready we'll move on together." He figured now was not the time or place to explain his previous strategy for dealing with his own beast. Since the talk with Uncle Jethro he'd felt a lot better and more confident, except for those few moments in the infirmary. He just hoped that he could help her sufficiently. He'd like to avoid a strategy that left neither of them in control. He lifted his head and smiled at her, "It'll be okay..."<< Meg sighed. "I hope so." Whatever was going to happen, would happen. There was nothing she could do about it. "You...you said you wanted to know about the other stuff that had happened. It's kind of a long story, and I don't know how long we have before...well, you know." Tag Callum From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sun May 9 14:15:15 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040509130630.54254.qmail@web40511.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <> "We need to be back inside and ready well before it gets dark, but we've a couple of hours to play with, You take all the time you need, I'll know when we need to get back." He looked at her then, and his eyes had returned to a rather more human shape, whilst still maintaining their brilliant blue colour. The chocolate seemed to be helping regain his control and he took some more. Tag Meg OOC - I'm assuming it's late morning / lunchtime here... From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Sun May 9 14:59:30 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040509135930.16291.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"We need to be back inside and ready well before it gets dark, but we've a couple of hours to play with, You take all the time you need, I'll know when we need to get back." He looked at her then, and his eyes had returned to a rather more human shape, whilst still maintaining their brilliant blue colour. The chocolate seemed to be helping regain his control and he took some more.<< "Ok." Meg smiled a little. "Well, better start at the beginning, a little." She told him about her life -- her father running off when she was young, her brother's kidnapping and stepfather's death, and her mother's breakdown,and her pretty much raising herself back in east Texas. She told him about the Navy, and Special Forces, and being a cop. "I got a note from somewhere telling me that if I came to New York, I could find my brother. I got jumped by vampires as soon as I left the airport. Jay and some other guardians came to the rescue, so I joined up." She told him about the attack at the nightclub, and how she'd found out what had happened to her brother. "The bitch who turned him, who...raped him, nearly drained me, and my brother almost turned me. They got me back to HQ, but she had done some kind of mind control thing on me, so I bolted as soon as I could stand up. That's how they got me and used me to lure the others into that warehouse. "I really wasn't expecting anyone to come, but I'm glad you guys did. I'd like to find the guy who freed me, mentally, but I don't know where he is or even who he is. Look...I'm sorry that I put you all in danger, and I'm sorry you were in the position you were. Just don't blame yourself for anything, ok?" She took another piece of chocolate from him. The anger was threatening to bring the beast out, too. Strong emotions, she guessed. "So, what about you? What's a nice Scottich boy like you doing in the big city?" tag Callum OOC - I'm assuming it's late morning / lunchtime here... OOC: That was mine as well. From jenarey at comcast.net Sun May 9 15:35:19 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) Message-ID: <050920041435.19057.409E41A6000EF59900004A712200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Ratso looked concerned. "Somebody come in here witout askin? Who..." He thought back to breakfast. "Was it a vampire, girl, snitchin' some blood? Dat'd be Reilly, den. I tried ta tell her it waddn't no big deal, but she was real paranoid about drinkin' blood in fronta everybody. Even wit me havin' da rat special. She's kinda new, I tink. It's dese newbies, dey don't got proper manners, like we do. I'll talk to 'em. Bet dat Evan guy's anudder one. Yeah, for now, doh, let's put in some locks. Better give Gabe or Jay da keys, doh, for tonight. We'll make a sign, too, tellin' 'em ta check da dispensary. Once dey get used to it, we can take da locks back off. How's dat sound?" Muse nodded, leaning over and kissing Ratso's cheek gently before she went back to folding her pastries. "I hate ta be mean, but...I keep track of everything in here and it's scheduled out so there will be enough. If they snitch then it screw up my shopping." From jenarey at comcast.net Sun May 9 15:42:33 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050920041442.6710.409E4359000D5D7D00001A362200734076FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Smashin', you can tell loads abaht a geezer from e's pets," Evan replied, feeling suitably mysterious in himself. Natalia seemed highly amused at the comment, and the blocks passed away in companionable chatter. When they came to a vacant lot she turned in, raising one hand to thin air and knocking. She wasn't sure what Evan thought of knocking on thin air, but there was a response as a gravely voice called out. "Tis open." From sue.t.lee at btinternet.com Sun May 9 15:43:24 2004 From: sue.t.lee at btinternet.com (Sue Lee) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040509135930.16291.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <> As she talked Callum watched her face, and breathed in her scent, letting her talk and get it all off her chest. She seem to be on a roll, so aside from nodding and making gentle noises to show he was listening he let her continue, wincing sometimes at the harshness of her life, and as she spoke about her, wanting to find this Roxanne woman and tear her head off for what she had done to Meg and to Michael. He thought about what he would do if someone did any of that to Rognvald, and vowed internally to help Meg. He would have done it anyway, but listening to her talking about it made it clear to him that whatever happened with this new division that Jay was setting up he wanted to be there for the kill. Deer stalking, ripping the throats out of lycanpires, hell that was nothing in comparison to what he do to Roxanne if he found her. <<"I really wasn't expecting anyone to come, but I'm glad you guys did. I'd like to find the guy who freed me, mentally, but I don't know where he is or even who he is. Look...I'm sorry that I put you all in danger, and I'm sorry you were in the position you were. Just don't blame yourself for anything, ok?">> "Meg, look at me" When he was absolutely certain that he had her full attention he took her hand, gently. He knew it was risky but he had to feel some physical contact with her, and he was feeling much more under control following her recollections. She was warm and soft. "You ken there's no way we'd have left you there, it wasn't your fault, you never chose any of it to happen. Even you did, you're a Guardian, and we've gotta look after each other. I would never ever have had this happen to you willingly. That's what I meant when I said I didn't know if I could have turned you if you asked. I canna help but blame myself that you're turned, but I keep trying to remember that the alternative is that you'd probably be dead. I'm glad that it's turned out this way and not the other." he squeezed her hand, remembering. "And we'll find the guy that helped you, so you can thank him." A surge of jealously ran through him, this guy had better be happily married with 5 kids or as ugly as sin. <> "So, what about you? What's a nice Scottich boy like you doing in the big city?">> "Me Hen? Oh I've got the Covenant running though my spine like Blackpool runs through rock. My parents were both Guardians until they were killed by werewolves in the same attack that I was turned in, that was a couple of years ago. I've spent a lot of time here seeing U.. the Commander. He's kind of like my Godfather. I have to give a speech next week at one of the Universities, so I came to stay with him. He's asked me to stay on here, rather than going back to the Edinburgh branch, and Jay's asked me to work in a new investigative division. So I'll be around for a while, if that's okay?" He was awfully glad he'd bought the chocolate, he must remember to thank Natalia. Tag Meg. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sun May 9 17:28:35 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050920041442.6710.409E4359000D5D7D00001A362200734076FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040509162835.2078.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Natalia seemed highly amused at the comment, and the > blocks passed away in companionable chatter. When > they came to a vacant lot she turned in, raising one > hand to thin air and knocking. She wasn't sure what > Evan thought of knocking on thin air, but there was > a response as a gravely voice called out. Evan hadn't done any home calls with Faerie before, he just hung back and let Natalia do the work. > "Tis open." "'Kin 'ell. Sweet." [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Sun May 9 20:21:45 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <050920041921.7000.409E84C90008B6F100001B582200750744FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > > "Tis open." > > "'Kin 'ell. Sweet." Natalia couldn't help but laugh. It'd been a long time since she'd been around someone that took things so naturally in stride. "Something like that." She sketched a pattern in what seemed to be thin air, though her gloved fingers looked like they were touching something solid. Much as a mime might. There was a glimmer of light and a doorframe appeared, the door opening wide. Natalia ducked beneath the short frame and into the room, calling back a warning. "Watch yer head. It gets taller once you're inside." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Sun May 9 22:25:02 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] In-Reply-To: <050920041921.7000.409E84C90008B6F100001B582200750744FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040509212502.59678.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Natalia couldn't help but laugh. It'd been a long > time since she'd been around someone that took > things so naturally in stride. "Something like > that." She sketched a pattern in what seemed to be > thin air, though her gloved fingers looked like they > were touching something solid. Much as a mime > might. There was a glimmer of light and a doorframe > appeared, the door opening wide. Natalia ducked > beneath the short frame and into the room, calling > back a warning. "Watch yer head. It gets taller > once you're inside." Evan ducked to walk through the doorway, eager to see what the inside looked like, once through the door frame he gazed around at the fae abode. [tag Natalia] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 00:06:35 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <20040508160025.85237.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040508160025.85237.qmail@web86405.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405100106.35060.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > > "Meagan McDunna, stop it righ..." Marie's angry > > shout was cut short as a drawer slammed into her > > from behind and she began to crumple. > > ... turning in mid jump he caught hold of her, > embracing him in towards his body as he rolled her > forwards out of the way of the drawer. Getting her > behind him he scanned the room for other flying > objects while his right hand flew out to the bed, > grabbing the bedding to use as protection from flying > glass. "Sully, any quick fixes?" > > When the glass shattered Morganis's hand had flown instinctively up to cover his eyes. He had spun around, and seen Luken pull Marie to safety, all else aside, she was okay, so he had flown over them, shielding the both of them as the rain of glass came clattering down, screaming as severall large shards ripped into his back and legs. He spun there in mid air so he was facing upwards, his arm over his eyes to shield them. "Marie can you tell me where she is ? I can't see her. But if I know where, I think I might be able to stop her." he shouted. Sullivan meanwhile had ducked and rolled as the glass came down, grabbing his sword on the upswing, and as he got up realized he was facing an enemy against whom a sword was no real use. He heard Gabe's question. "We have to get out of here ! I don't think she can keep this up for long, we just need to outrun her." He ducked as a lampstand came flying at him. "If we can get a gap." Morganis shouted back. "Then run, all of you - I can give you a gap." He swung round, positioning himself in mid-air so the others were between him and the door. "I said run - whatever she throws, I can stop !" he shouted again. It wasn't true, his mental powers could only stop so much... he would have to stop everything else with his body. He just prayed she didn't find something that could function as a stake. tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 00:08:38 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <20040508211014.54764.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040508211014.54764.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405100108.38180.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > "That was my thought, too," Jessie smiled as she opened the door. There > was a bottle of chilled champagne waiting for them with a note. > > "Congratulations, from Ratso and the staff," Jessie read. "Aw, that's so > sweet!" She went to the closet and picked out a nice but casual outfit to > wear. She pulled out comfortable shoes, then underthings from her drawers, > and laid them out on the bed. > > "So, did you want to go first, or...should we shower together?" she asked > with a grin. "Might be quicker, or slower, depending." > > "Let's go together, I'm not concerned about time really. We have alifetime now. And even the jewelry shops will be open for hours yet. Not to mention, I never did get to wash your back the last time..." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 00:25:12 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <20040508214436.60249.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040508214436.60249.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405100125.12878.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > "Open up for fucks sake, it's freezing out here." She shouted, still jammed > on the bell.<< > > Larry the security guard had just come on duty when his ears heard the > pounding and buzzing at the front door. He knew all werecreatures would be > preparing for the full moon, and vampires would still be sleeping. He set > down his reading materials for the night, Mad Magazine and a book, > "Advanced Differential Calculus", and trudged to the front door at his top > speed. > > He nodded to the men who had come to repair the door. "Hey, Larry, da > blast door seems to be stuck. Couldya..." > > Larry wedged one huge hand under the blast door and lifted. The door slid > effortlessly into the hidden storage compartment above the opening. > "Tanks, pal!" the man said as he started taking measurements. > > The oddly-dressed young lady now found herself staring into the belt buckle > of something that appeared to be a giant, or a troll, if you believed in > either one of those things. "What you need?" the huge creature asked in a > deep, gravelly voice. > She looked at the massive man in front of her. "Geez pal, if yer dick's on the same scale as the rest of ya's you gotta be one helluva fuck. Remind me to find out later okay, but right now, please can I come in out of this fucking cold." From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 01:16:18 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] Message-ID: <051020040016.12345.409EC9D2000D88CC000030392200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Morganis shouted back. "Then run, all of you - I can give you a gap." He swung round, positioning himself in mid-air so the others were between him and the door. > "I said run - whatever she throws, I can stop !" he shouted again. It wasn't true, his mental powers could only stop so much... he would have to stop everything else with his body. He just prayed she didn't find something that could function as a stake. ~Nooo!~ The ghost's wails increased in volume as debris began to pile in front of the door. ~No one leaves! For a change everyone is going to do what -I- want!~ Marie tried to catch her breath, the combined force of the drawer and Gabe having knocked the breath out of her. She was lucky he'd been there, it could have been worse. If the drawer had taken her on fully she'd very likely be completely unconscious, or it could have killed her. Both were disturbing thoughts. Megean had to be stopped. She couldn't keep this up forever, but likely long enough to hurt someone badly. Her mind raced and she saw an item in the malestrom. "Morgan she's in the far corner, against the wall..." Marie stopped for an instant, ducking back as the dresser continued to break into splinters. "The grisgris! Someone grab it!" From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 01:18:46 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) In-Reply-To: <050920041435.19057.409E41A6000EF59900004A712200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510001846.97512.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Muse nodded, leaning over and kissing Ratso's cheek gently before she went back to folding her pastries. "I hate ta be mean, but...I keep track of everything in here and it's scheduled out so there will be enough. If they snitch then it screw up my shopping." << Ratso touched his cheek. She kissed him! He wanted to start whooping and doing cartwheels all over HQ, but he thought it might embarass Muse. "Be right back, dollface," he said as he kissed the top of her head. He flew down the stairs then flew back up again with a drill, screws, padlocks, and hasps. In a matter of moments he had mounted the locks and hung then, open, with a key in each lock, on the refrigerators and freezer. "We can lock da cabinets and pantry, too, but dose'll take different locks," he said. Then he sat down at Muse's computer and made signs for the doors. "How do dese look?" he asked Muse after he printed them and taped them to the doors. The signs read as follows: WARNING! DO NOT TAKE FOOD OR BLOOD FROM THIS AREA WITHOUT PERMISSION! PLEASE TAKE SNACKS FROM THE DISPENSARY AREA. THERE IS A WIDE VARIETY OF FOOD AND OTHER SUBSTANCES TO SERVE YOUR NEEDS. THANK YOU! "Look ok?" he asked. Tag Muse From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 01:25:40 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia] Message-ID: <051020040025.22810.409ECC04000C9B210000591A2200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Evan ducked to walk through the doorway, eager to see what the inside looked like, once through the door frame he gazed around at the fae abode. The first sensation that struck both of them wasn't sight as much as smell. The air was thick with the smell of sweets and bakings, all underlined with the mellow odor what promised to be a delightful stew. The room was indeed much larger on the inside than the door lead one to believe and was the epitome of a classic old style English pub. The furniture was made from the same thick oak as the floor and walls, showing the sheen of many years of polishing and cleaning. Perhaps the first odd thing to catch the eye was the dragon snoozing at the fireplace. As Natalia had said it was of medium size, scales a rich red that sparkled in the firelight. Its forearms were crossed under its chin with a happy contented bulge showing against its stomach. Natalia looked over and chuckled. "At the rate they feed him he's going to be too heavy to fly anymore." She shook her head, moving deeper into the room. "Grump?" "Back here m'dear." The voice was a sweet as honey and went with a face that was likewise sweet, round and grandmotherly though a bit overly hairy with pointed ears, and large eyes. She peered over at the two of them, before pulling a pair of glasses out of her apron and fixing them on her bulbous noise. "Well, well...two guests is it? Grump will be so pleased." She looked over Evan and tutted softly. "Ye look hungry, m'lad." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 01:30:17 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <20040510003017.47440.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> Sue Lee wrote: >>"Meg, look at me" When he was absolutely certain that he had her full attention he took her hand, gently. He knew it was risky but he had to feel some physical contact with her, and he was feeling much more under control following her recollections. She was warm and soft. "You ken there's no way we'd have left you there, it wasn't your fault, you never chose any of it to happen. Even you did, you're a Guardian, and we've gotta look after each other. I would never ever have had this happen to you willingly. That's what I meant when I said I didn't know if I could have turned you if you asked. I canna help but blame myself that you're turned, but I keep trying to remember that the alternative is that you'd probably be dead. I'm glad that it's turned out this way and not the other." he squeezed her hand, remembering. "And we'll find the guy that helped you, so you can thank him." A surge of jealously ran through him, this guy had better be happily married with 5 kids or as ugly as sin.<< "Thanks, Cal. That means a lot to me." She didn't move her hand. The emotions were still there, but the sugar rush was taking the edge off a little. His touch felt nice -- warm and soft, yet strong. Not rough and harsh, like most of the men she'd been with in the past. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++ >>"Me Hen? Oh I've got the Covenant running though my spine like Blackpool runs through rock. My parents were both Guardians until they were killed by werewolves in the same attack that I was turned in, that was a couple of years ago. I've spent a lot of time here seeing U.. the Commander. He's kind of like my Godfather. I have to give a speech next week at one of the Universities, so I came to stay with him. He's asked me to stay on here, rather than going back to the Edinburgh branch, and Jay's asked me to work in a new investigative division. So I'll be around for a while, if that's okay?" He was awfully glad he'd bought the chocolate, he must remember to thank Natalia.<< Meg smiled one of those smiles that goes into the eyes and lights them up. "That'd be great! I..I mean, you'd be a big help to us here. To me." She looked into his eyes. There was a connection there. Had it always been there? Did the energy donation put it there? She'd have to ask that Natalia about it, if she had time before nightfall. "Maybe it's just me, Cal, but I think you could use my help, too. I'm a fighter. You're not. Not the same way I've been, anyway. But now you're a werewolf, and like it or not, you're gonna have to fight to survive. Once I get the beast under some kind of control, maybe I can help with that. If you want." Her eyes never wavered, never left his. Tag Callum From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 01:31:21 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) Message-ID: <051020040031.25619.409ECD5900001B1C000064132200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > WARNING! DO NOT TAKE FOOD OR BLOOD FROM THIS AREA WITHOUT PERMISSION! PLEASE TAKE SNACKS FROM THE DISPENSARY AREA. THERE IS A WIDE VARIETY OF FOOD AND OTHER SUBSTANCES TO SERVE YOUR NEEDS. THANK YOU! > "Look ok?" he asked. Muse rubbed some of the flour off of her face with her forearm, setting the last of the first tray of pastries into place. She opened the oven with one foot and slipped the treats inside before turning her attention to Ratso. She looked over the signs with a pleased expression. "They look really good. Thank you!" From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 02:01:31 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <200405100108.38180.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040510010131.25679.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Let's go together, I'm not concerned about time really. We have alifetime now. And even the jewelry shops will be open for hours yet. Not to mention, I never did get to wash your back the last time..."<< "That's true," Jessie purred, slipping into the warmth of his arms. "We got so busy doing other things, we completely forgot." She kissed him deeply, then relieved him of his shirt. "I'm so glad you're back, and alive, and here with me," she whispered. She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. Tag From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 02:15:29 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <200405100125.12878.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040510011529.21829.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>She looked at the massive man in front of her. "Geez pal, if yer dick's on the same scale as the rest of ya's you gotta be one helluva fuck. Remind me to find out later okay, but right now, please can I come in out of this fucking cold."<< "Hey, baby, I got a dick for ya right here!" one of the workmen leered, grabbing his package. "Hey, back off, Charlie," another worker said. "Dat one's got jail bait written all over her! How old are you, honey, fifteen?" >From the look on his face she gathered he was not going to do that without more information. "Awright Awright, I'm Sal Dawson, the commander guy, Sullivan I think, he's expecting me. Now if you wanna check that out first or sumfin will it be so bad to let me wait inside - I mean yer fifty times my size what am I gonna do ? Please man I gotta get outta this wind, if my nipples get any harder they gonna fucking burst." She looked at him expectantly. Most men turned to dribbling jelly when she spoke like that. Dribbling idiots were easy to deal with. How would this one react...<< Larry stared at her blankly, his mind slowly processing her rapid-fire conversation. First, the offer of bedding him. That was out of the question. His wife was bigger than he was, and she wouldn't take kindly to him sleeping with another woman. Then there was the name. He scrolled down a list in his head -- current guardians, people who were no longer allowed, enemies, people who were expected... "Sal... Dawson...," he said. "Come...in. Sit. Will get Commander." The supervisor of the workmen slipped inside silently to keep an eye on Sal. He signalled his crew to continue working. The main reason the Guardians used this particular company for contract work was that the entire staff was made up of werecreatures, and like many of the guardians would have to be finished by moonrise. He trudged back upstairs to find Ratso or the Commander. A check of his computer console showed that Sullivan was in the room of one of the guardians, a female named Marie. She was also there, along with Gabriel Luken and someone with a visitor's pass. He trudged slowly upstairs to let the commander know he had a visitor... Tag Sal, Interruptions group (?) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 02:21:44 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) In-Reply-To: <051020040031.25619.409ECD5900001B1C000064132200750330FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510012144.83724.qmail@web40504.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Muse rubbed some of the flour off of her face with her forearm, setting the last of the first tray of pastries into place. She opened the oven with one foot and slipped the treats inside before turning her attention to Ratso. She looked over the signs with a pleased expression. "They look really good. Thank you!"<< "Anything for you, babe," Rasto said. "And I mean that. Anything ya need. I wanna take carea you for da resta my life. If you'll let me." He blushed a little. "I don't mean we gotta get married or nuttin'. Unless ya wanna. I just wanna take cara ya, is all I'm sayin'." Tag Muse From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 07:39:01 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <051020040016.12345.409EC9D2000D88CC000030392200750744FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020040016.12345.409EC9D2000D88CC000030392200750744FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1084171114.14369.19.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 02:16, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Morganis shouted back. "Then run, all of you - I can give you a gap." He swung round, positioning himself in mid-air so the others were between him and the door. > > > "I said run - whatever she throws, I can stop !" he shouted again. It wasn't true, his mental powers could only stop so much... he would have to stop everything else with his body. He just prayed she didn't find something that could function as a stake. > > ~Nooo!~ The ghost's wails increased in volume as debris began to pile in front of the door. ~No one leaves! For a change everyone is going to do what -I- want!~ > > Marie tried to catch her breath, the combined force of the drawer and Gabe having knocked the breath out of her. She was lucky he'd been there, it could have been worse. If the drawer had taken her on fully she'd very likely be completely unconscious, or it could have killed her. Both were disturbing thoughts. Megean had to be stopped. She couldn't keep this up forever, but likely long enough to hurt someone badly. Her mind raced and she saw an item in the malestrom. "Morgan she's in the far corner, against the wall..." Marie stopped for an instant, ducking back as the dresser continued to break into splinters. "The grisgris! Someone grab it!" Morganis knew he had to do it. He couldn't rely on any of the others even knowing what a grisgris was. He had seen it when she'd made it. His eyes located it. He was using every ounce of telekineses he had to block the rain of debris the Meg was still showering at them. There was a lot of very near misses, but Marie was behind him, he could not afford to make a mistake. He had also heard where Meg was though. ~What slows down a ghost ? Heat ? Cold ?" he didn't know. Then his own eyes caught something, there was the answer right underneath him. "Marie, Gabe, duck !" he shouted, then ignoring the barrage which slammed into him when he stopped blocking it, the shards of sharp wood, screws and glass tunnneling into his skin all over, he shifted his telepathy, raised the mattress of the bed and as gently as he could while his concentration was constantly attacked by pain, he dropped it over the two of them. Now it was just him and Sullivan, and they could heal. With Marie out of harms way, Morganis started heading for the grisgris, but Meg must have heard Marie, because the barrage that suddenly confronted him was worse than any other. It was a veritable snowstorm of sharp things ripping into him, his concentration faltered, he fell like a rock, but he stumbled up through the hail of pain and crawled toward it. Sullivan had heard where Meg was, he couldn't harm her he knew. Still he was throwing whatever he could find at the corner now. Maybe he could draw her fire, and buy the others some time. Realising Morganis was in trouble he threw himself between Morganis and the direction from which the barrage was coming causing just enough of momentary break for Morganis to reach the grisgris, before he tripped forward, dosens of spikes sticking through his clothes, the two vampires were both covered in pints of their own blood. But Morgan dragged himself back toward the bed. With every moment, he was getting more wounded, bleeding from more places, but he was determined not to give up. "Luken, if your still conscious, help us, I need to get this thing to Marie, she's the only one who knows how to use - but I can't move anymore" he couldn't too many muscles and tendens were cut, too much blood lost. His vision swam and he knew he would lose consciousness soon. "I'm halfway there, you have to come get it." he gasped, "you need to get it to Marie." tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 07:40:26 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Twisted [Tag Jessie, Jay] In-Reply-To: <20040510010131.25679.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510010131.25679.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1084171226.14427.22.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 03:01, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>"Let's go together, I'm not concerned about time really. We have alifetime > now. And even the jewelry shops will be open for hours yet. Not to mention, I > never did get to wash your back the last time..."<< > > "That's true," Jessie purred, slipping into the warmth of his arms. "We got so busy doing other things, we completely forgot." She kissed him deeply, then relieved him of his shirt. > > "I'm so glad you're back, and alive, and here with me," she whispered. She wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. > "I'm glad to. I glad I'm with you. I'm glad I'm with you and whole for a change." he said softly, running his fingers through her hair. His hands of their own accord began to undo the buttons on her blouse as he kissed her deeply. "I will savour every kiss I ever get to give you for as long as I live." he whispered, as he slid her blouse off her shoulders. tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 07:47:13 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <20040510011529.21829.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510011529.21829.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1084171632.14427.29.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 03:15, Kathy Perkins wrote: > "A.J. Venter" wrote: > >>She looked at the massive man in front of her. > "Geez pal, if yer dick's on the same scale as the rest of ya's you gotta be > one helluva fuck. Remind me to find out later okay, but right now, please can > I come in out of this fucking cold."<< > > "Hey, baby, I got a dick for ya right here!" one of the workmen leered, grabbing his package. > > "Hey, back off, Charlie," another worker said. "Dat one's got jail bait written all over her! How old are you, honey, fifteen?" "I'm 19, dipshits, and I wasn't making the fucking offer to yous guys." she said, giving them the finger. "I was making it to big boy over here." > > >From the look on his face she gathered he was not going to do that without > more information. > "Awright Awright, I'm Sal Dawson, the commander guy, Sullivan I think, he's > expecting me. Now if you wanna check that out first or sumfin will it be so > bad to let me wait inside - I mean yer fifty times my size what am I gonna > do ? Please man I gotta get outta this wind, if my nipples get any harder > they gonna fucking burst." > > > She looked at him expectantly. Most men turned to dribbling jelly when she > spoke like that. Dribbling idiots were easy to deal with. > > How would this one react...<< > > Larry stared at her blankly, his mind slowly processing her rapid-fire conversation. First, the offer of bedding him. That was out of the question. His wife was bigger than he was, and she wouldn't take kindly to him sleeping with another woman. > > Then there was the name. He scrolled down a list in his head -- current guardians, people who were no longer allowed, enemies, people who were expected... > > "Sal... Dawson...," he said. "Come...in. Sit. Will get Commander." > > The supervisor of the workmen slipped inside silently to keep an eye on Sal. He signalled his crew to continue working. The main reason the Guardians used this particular company for contract work was that the entire staff was made up of werecreatures, and like many of the guardians would have to be finished by moonrise. > > He trudged back upstairs to find Ratso or the Commander. A check of his computer console showed that Sullivan was in the room of one of the guardians, a female named Marie. She was also there, along with Gabriel Luken and someone with a visitor's pass. He trudged slowly upstairs to let the commander know he had a visitor... > > Tag Sal, Interruptions group (?) "Right on, I'll wait" she said, as he turned around. Her sensitive nostrils picked up the smells from the workers, werecreatures. "Oooh, you boys are were's.... any of yous a wolf ? I lurve wolves. They're tasty." She took a drag on her smoke. "Nah, any wolf lame enough to hang with the likes of yous are probably gonna be a dissapointment." She grabbed another drag, looked around the place. ~Fucking hell~ she sighed. "Somebody ought to kill the fucking decorator... slowly" tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 08:29:27 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia & Dragon] In-Reply-To: <051020040025.22810.409ECC04000C9B210000591A2200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510072927.39374.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "Back here m'dear." The voice was a sweet as honey > and went with a face that was likewise sweet, round > and grandmotherly though a bit overly hairy with > pointed ears, and large eyes. She peered over at > the two of them, before pulling a pair of glasses > out of her apron and fixing them on her bulbous > noise. "Well, well...two guests is it? Grump will > be so pleased." She looked over Evan and tutted > softly. "Ye look hungry, m'lad." Evans gaze slowly took in the room and he relaxed in to the surroundings, this place felt like home, it was probably the first time he'd felt that since arriving in the States. He looked up in to the old ladys face "Ain't that the truth darlin' famished. Don't suppose as I'd be lucky enough to find yer cookin' matches yer decor would I?" As Natalia got reacquainted he let his mind gently reach out to the dragon by the fire, knocking as it were and asking leave to talk. Any human who could have heard it would have been stunned at his level of decorum. [tag Natalia & Dragon] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 08:37:57 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <1084171114.14369.19.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510073757.30919.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > "I'm halfway there, you have to come get it." he > gasped, "you need to > get it to Marie." Gabe had been keeping as good a watch as possible on the situation in the room, while concentrating on keeping Marie safe from the hail of debris. Hearing Morganis' call he leapt from his cover and grabbed for the bag. The second he was out from under the safety of the bedding the full brunt of the storm hit him, ripping in to his back as he reached out. His fingers clasped around the small purse as shards of glass and wood tore in to the back of his hand and sleeve, he gripped it tightly, unwilling to let it slip from his fingers slick as they were with his own blood. As he turned for Marie's hiding place the remains of the mirror over the dresser were whipped up in to the air and washed across his face, the tiny silver backed slivers of glass piercing his cheeks and tearing through his squinted eyelids. Blinded he went to ground, thrusting the grisgris below the layers of soft covering under which Marie was curled. He tried to talk but the flesh on his lips was torn and blooded to the point that little more than a hoarse croak emerged. [tag Marie + rest of room] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 11:00:56 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] Message-ID: <051020041000.17012.409F52D8000B53AE000042742200750784FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > As he turned for Marie's hiding place the remains of the mirror over the dresser were whipped up in to the air and washed across his face, the tiny silver backed slivers of glass piercing his cheeks and tearing through his squinted eyelids. Blinded he went to ground, thrusting the grisgris below the layers of soft covering under which Marie was curled. He tried to talk but the flesh on his lips was torn and blooded to the point that little more than a hoarse croak emerged. Marie heard the croak and saw the grisgris. It was killing her to see the others get hurt and the entire time she and Meg were in a rather screaming mental argument that was giving her a headache. "Gabe!" Her fingers closed over the grisgris and she pushed forward, grabbing Gabe and pulling him mostly under cover, it was all she could do in the time they had. Megean's storm was reaching a frenzied pitch and dimly there was the echo of knocking at the door where Larry stood, though none of them realized it. Marie took a deep breath and then pushed to the very edge of the cover. She couldn't work from under it, she needed to see Meg. Quickly she broke the wax that surrounded the grisgris. It'd been designed to enhance her connections to the dead, as well as shielding her mind. Mama Jean had known what she was about in the construction of it. Marie's fingers dipped into the ash and she pushed clear of the matress almost instantly feeling the sting as bit's of clothing and flesh ripped. She was still in better shape than the vampires and the only hope that any of them were going to survive. The Southern woman snapped out a word in Creole as blood began to leak down her skin. She drew on it, mixing the ash with her own blood as she pierced the veil between worlds. Marie continued to speak and the words grew more gutteral. Sections of the storm came to a sudden halt, namely those surrounding herself and the three vampires. Meg's howls suddenly ceased, replaced by a whimper. ~Marie...chere...no...Oh...oh...God...no...~ The furniture dropped to the floor, what little that hadn't been broken before was now. ~Marie...don't...~ "Don't?!? After all this you ask me don't?" Marie croaked the words out, anger in her tone. "I'm sorry, Meg..." The door was shifting under the debris as someone large worked to open it and Marie called out a final word. There was a clap of what sounded remarkably like thunder, throwing Marie from her feet and into the wall, as she slumped onto the floor all was silent. Meg was, apparently, gone...and the room looked like a warzone covered in blood, both vampire and human though the men had definately taken the worst of it, and debris. tag all ooc: Feel free to interject along the way. I got on a roll. ;) If we need to shift the outcome a bit for other actions let me know. From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 11:11:28 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie] In-Reply-To: <051020041000.17012.409F52D8000B53AE000042742200750784FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510101128.89216.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > The door was shifting under the debris as someone > large worked to open it and Marie called out a final > word. There was a clap of what sounded remarkably > like thunder, throwing Marie from her feet and into > the wall, as she slumped onto the floor all was > silent. Meg was, apparently, gone...and the room > looked like a warzone covered in blood, both vampire > and human though the men had definately taken the > worst of it, and debris. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 11:26:04 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <20040510101128.89216.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> References: <20040510101128.89216.qmail@web86404.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1084184764.14369.82.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 12:11, Mik Reed wrote: > > The door was shifting under the debris as someone > > large worked to open it and Marie called out a final > > word. There was a clap of what sounded remarkably > > like thunder, throwing Marie from her feet and into > > the wall, as she slumped onto the floor all was > > silent. Meg was, apparently, gone...and the room > > looked like a warzone covered in blood, both vampire > > and human though the men had definately taken the > > worst of it, and debris. > > >From his point on the carpet, part convered in the > flowery bed cover, Gabe rolled on to his side as the > storm subsided. His face was on fire from the silver > particles imbedded in his skin and eyes, he let the > blood in his mouth slide down his throat and used it > to heal himself just enough to talk. "Marie... call... > for... help... the others... they took... the brunt" > blood welled in his eye sockets but the silver > wouldn't let them heal as the pain rose from his > excersions and his reserves were all but used he sank > in to unconciousness, "sorry..." Morganis was drifting between conscious and unconscious. He wasn't able to think clearly, and wild images formed in his head as he swirled between mental states. The blood-loss had weakened him, preventing telepathy, later he would be thankful for it. In the state between unconscious and awake - a man like Morganis meets his demons, and now he was battling with them again, as he had for so long under the soil of central park. He had thought them defeated, but they were merely forced into submission, now in his weakened state they returned to haunt him. He didn't know if Marie was okay, and despite his wishes could not find out. So they taunted him, the demons of failure, fear and self-doubt. "You could not save her, she barely smiled at you, and her life was in danger." it rang through his head. A puddle of blood was forming around him, he was almost grateful when he lost consciousness entirely, and could not dream anymore. tags OOC: Let him wake up where-ever the story demands. -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 13:10:08 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <1084171632.14427.29.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510121008.83088.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Right on, I'll wait" she said, as he turned around. Her sensitive nostrils picked up the smells from the workers, werecreatures. "Oooh, you boys are were's.... any of yous a wolf ? I lurve wolves. They're tasty." She took a drag on her smoke. "Nah, any wolf lame enough to hang with the likes of yous are probably gonna be a dissapointment." She grabbed another drag, looked around the place. ~Fucking hell~ she sighed. "Somebody ought to kill the fucking decorator... slowly" << A low growl came from the throat of the first man who'd spoken to her. "You think I'm lame, bitch? You tink yer pretty tough, doncha? Well, you ain't playin' wit no humans now. You got da real deal here." He dropped his tool belt and approached menacingly. His eyes were transforming into those of a wolf. The superviser watched but said nothing. The man was entitled to a break, after all. Besides, this girl needed to be taken down a notch or two. Tag Sal From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 13:18:04 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <1084184764.14369.82.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510121804.59099.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 12:11, Mik Reed wrote: > > The door was shifting under the debris as someone > > large worked to open it and Marie called out a final > > word. There was a clap of what sounded remarkably > > like thunder, throwing Marie from her feet and into > > the wall, as she slumped onto the floor all was > > silent. Meg was, apparently, gone...and the room > > looked like a warzone covered in blood, both vampire > > and human though the men had definately taken the > > worst of it, and debris. > > >From his point on the carpet, part convered in the > flowery bed cover, Gabe rolled on to his side as the > storm subsided. His face was on fire from the silver > particles imbedded in his skin and eyes, he let the > blood in his mouth slide down his throat and used it > to heal himself just enough to talk. "Marie... call... > for... help... the others... they took... the brunt" > blood welled in his eye sockets but the silver > wouldn't let them heal as the pain rose from his > excersions and his reserves were all but used he sank > in to unconciousness, "sorry..." >>Morganis was drifting between conscious and unconscious. He wasn't able to think clearly, and wild images formed in his head as he swirled between mental states. The blood-loss had weakened him, preventing telepathy, later he would be thankful for it. In the state between unconscious and awake - a man like Morganis meets his demons, and now he was battling with them again, as he had for so long under the soil of central park. He had thought them defeated, but they were merely forced into submission, now in his weakened state they returned to haunt him. He didn't know if Marie was okay, and despite his wishes could not find out. So they taunted him, the demons of failure, fear and self-doubt. "You could not save her, she barely smiled at you, and her life was in danger." it rang through his head. A puddle of blood was forming around him, he was almost grateful when he lost consciousness entirely, and could not dream anymore.<< Marie's door came off its hinges as Larry pushed it in. He calmly surveyed the scene, then spoke into his communicator. "Stretchers. Blood." He made his way through the debris and checked on each victim in turn to see who was conscious and who was not. When he got to Marie, he said, "Help....coming. You...go...sickbay. You...walk...Marie?" The orderlies arrived. They loaded Gabe and Morganis onto stretchers and fitted them with feeding tubes to get blood into their systems rapidly. They checked on Sullivan and offered to take Marie down on a stretcher if she desired. Tag Marie (or any others who are conscious) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 13:44:33 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041244.3844.409F79310004822A00000F042200750784FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > The orderlies arrived. They loaded Gabe and Morganis onto stretchers and fitted them with feeding tubes to get blood into their systems rapidly. They checked on Sullivan and offered to take Marie down on a stretcher if she desired. Marie managed to scrape herself off of the floor, shaking her head at the orderlies. She'd manage. She was hurt, but not nearly so bad as the others...at least not on the outside. Once they reached the infirmary she curled up on a chair between Gabe and Morganis, refusing any help for her own bumps, scrapes or cuts. She drew her knees to her chest, holding them tight against her chest and waiting. From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 13:52:42 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia & Dragon] Message-ID: <051020041252.21191.409F7B1A00090E2F000052C72200734830FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Evans gaze slowly took in the room and he relaxed in to the surroundings, this place felt like home, it was probably the first time he'd felt that since arriving in the States. He looked up in to the old ladys face "Ain't that the truth darlin' famished. Don't suppose as I'd be lucky enough to find yer cookin' matches yer decor would I?" The large woman laughed softly, "Oh, ye'd be so lucky indeed." She looked to Natalia a sparkle to her eyes. "I do like this one, Tally. Ye gon back an chatter wi' the Grump. He's waitin' fer ye. I'll see ta this laddy's concerns 'f the stomach." Natalia grinned and looked over at Evan. "I'll be back shortly, though it looks like you already have a fan club." She fished in her pocket, pulling out the flask and moved back into the back room of the little establishment. Once Natalia left Evan's hostess went to work, putting together several plates full of goodies. Stew and honeyed flowers and bakings, she heaped it high and began setting it all up on one table. > As Natalia got reacquainted he let his mind gently reach out to the dragon by the fire, knocking as it were and asking leave to talk. Any human who could have heard it would have been stunned at his level of decorum. The dragon snorted softly, one eye rolling open as he bumped minds with the hu-man. He eyed Evan from the hearth and then gave a yawn, displaying an impressive number of teeth. ~At least ye'r polite, hu-man.~ From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 13:56:03 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <20040510121008.83088.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510121008.83088.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <1084193763.14371.107.camel@DS9> > She grabbed another drag, looked around the place. > ~Fucking hell~ she sighed. > "Somebody ought to kill the fucking decorator... slowly" << > > A low growl came from the throat of the first man who'd spoken to her. "You think I'm lame, bitch? You tink yer pretty tough, doncha? Well, you ain't playin' wit no humans now. You got da real deal here." He dropped his tool belt and approached menacingly. His eyes were transforming into those of a wolf. > > The superviser watched but said nothing. The man was entitled to a break, after all. Besides, this girl needed to be taken down a notch or two. Sal looked at him coldly. Her nostrils flared as she smelled, this was unmistakable wolf, and very, very male. She felt her knees go weak, felt a twitch below the waist, fucking full moon was messing with her head. Still her instincts told her, keep him human shaped. If there has to be a fight morph first, and be a real bitch - bite his dick off. But she wasn't going to fight him if she could help it, wolves were notoriously tough, all she had going for her was nastiness. "Oh you wanna piece of me" she said with a slick smile belying the frozen stare. "Well let's see it then. Come on drop you're pants, let's see if you measure up. Cos if you do, you can have any piece you want." She licked her lips slowly, glistening them with her tongue. He had questioned her superiority, she had to maintain it now. That meant she couldn't fuck him. Pity though, his smell was intoxicating. She could feel her arousal building, but that too she knew, was a weapon. Let him smell it. The sweatiness of her palms, the dampness building in her crotch. Let him smell it let him imagine the taste. Let him think with his dick, once that happened, she knew she could take him. ~Come on fucknut start drueling~ she thought every so slightly desperate. tags -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 14:09:50 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) Message-ID: <051020041309.13034.409F7F1E0009E355000032EA2200750784FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Anything for you, babe," Rasto said. "And I mean that. Anything ya need. I wanna take carea you for da resta my life. If you'll let me." > > He blushed a little. "I don't mean we gotta get married or nuttin'. Unless ya wanna. I just wanna take cara ya, is all I'm sayin'." Muse turned scarlet, not that she could hide even a faint blush with her fair skin, but he was talking...talking marriage? She blinked, not even sure what to do or say. Yeah, she'd day dreamed about something like this, but didn't expect it here or now or so soon. She had no idea what to say, or if she could even speak. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 14:22:57 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041244.3844.409F79310004822A00000F042200750784FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041244.3844.409F79310004822A00000F042200750784FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1084195377.14427.119.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 14:44, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > The orderlies arrived. They loaded Gabe and Morganis onto stretchers and fitted them with feeding tubes to get blood into their systems rapidly. They checked on Sullivan and offered to take Marie down on a stretcher if she desired. > > Marie managed to scrape herself off of the floor, shaking her head at the orderlies. She'd manage. She was hurt, but not nearly so bad as the others...at least not on the outside. Once they reached the infirmary she curled up on a chair between Gabe and Morganis, refusing any help for her own bumps, scrapes or cuts. She drew her knees to her chest, holding them tight against her chest and waiting. Sullivan came to with a start, the blood was a fast healing agent, and he had been the best off, off the men to start with, having been outside the blast radius for all but a moment. He lay for a moment, then sat up, motioned an orderly and asked for an update on how the others were doing. Once he was satisfied they would be okay, he called Larry over. "Thank you for your help Larry, how did you know ?" tag Larry Morganis snapped awake, like someone had splashed him with cold water, and regretted it instantly. He felt really sore, and tired as hell. That was a lot of magic in one go, combined with a bunch of wounds, some he thought may have had silver involved. But the threat was gone, he could sense it was safe. Turning his head, he saw Marie sitting next to him, there were blood splatters on her clothes, and bruises on her. She had been hurt, but she was okay. "You're okay." he whispered hoarsely. "I didn't mess up entirely. Sorry I couldn't keep you entirely unbruised... and sorry I got that ghost mad at you. " He was apologising, but not really expecting forgiveness. Meg went mad because Marie liked him. Indirectly, he felt responsible for having put her life at risk. He wasn't sure what to do now. Perhaps, he ought to just leave... for her sake. The only problem was, every breath felt like he was breathing in hot steaming magma. He wasn't going anywhere for at least a few hours. tags "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 14:37:47 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041337.20455.409F85AB00042F6000004FE72200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Perhaps, he ought to just leave... for her sake. The only problem was, every breath felt like he was breathing in hot steaming magma. He wasn't going anywhere for at least a few hours. Marie blinked slowly. It took a moment to register in the fog of her brain that Morganis was moving. Speaking to her. She uncurled slowly, which set her body to complaining at her and several scratches that had stopped bleeding to slowly begin again. "Don't...don't be sorry. It wasn't your fault. If...if I'd banished her the first time, when I should have, none of this would have happened." From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 14:46:49 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia & Dragon] In-Reply-To: <051020041252.21191.409F7B1A00090E2F000052C72200734830FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510134649.60795.qmail@web86406.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > The large woman laughed softly, "Oh, ye'd be so > lucky indeed." She looked to Natalia a sparkle to > her eyes. "I do like this one, Tally. Ye gon back > an chatter wi' the Grump. He's waitin' fer ye. > I'll see ta this laddy's concerns 'f the stomach." "Yer a diamond and no mistake missus." > Once Natalia left Evan's hostess went to work, > putting together several plates full of goodies. > Stew and honeyed flowers and bakings, she heaped it > high and began setting it all up on one table. As the food arrived Evan started tucking in, a big grin on his face... > The dragon snorted softly, one eye rolling open as > he bumped minds with the hu-man. He eyed Evan from > the hearth and then gave a yawn, displaying an > impressive number of teeth. ~At least ye'r polite, > hu-man.~ ... although he could still talk to the dragon, ~No cause not to be polite to those 'as deserves it. I ain't met any like youse before, got t' say yer look 'appy enough.~ [tag Dragon] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 14:50:15 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie] In-Reply-To: <1084195377.14427.119.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510135015.54247.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Gabe lay unconcious, the silver in his face taking all the healing the blood infusion could provide. The orderlies had washed as much blood away as possible, but after consultation decided that the wounds obviously contained silver. The best option was to treat it in the same way a normal hospital would treat gravel in skin from a motorbike accident. The went looking for the scrubbing brushes and tweezers. [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 14:52:25 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Natalia & Dragon] Message-ID: <051020041352.1327.409F8919000217020000052F2200734076FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > > The dragon snorted softly, one eye rolling open as he bumped minds with the hu-man. He eyed Evan from the hearth and then gave a yawn, displaying an impressive number of teeth. ~At least ye'r polite, hu-man.~ > ... although he could still talk to the dragon, ~No cause not to be polite to those 'as deserves it. I ain't met any like youse before, got t' say yer look 'appy enough.~ ~What cause tis there na to be happy in the home of the Grump?~ The dragon sat back on his haunches, which brought him at least to Evan's height, stretching his neck before curling back down to the warmth of the hearth. The dragon sniffed in the direction of the table. ~Though I've never smelled ye before, so perhaps ye'd not know.~ The beast fell quiet for a long moment before asking, with a certain pectulance to his tone. ~There wouldn't happen to be gooseberry pie over there, would there?~ From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 14:55:00 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041337.20455.409F85AB00042F6000004FE72200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041337.20455.409F85AB00042F6000004FE72200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1084197299.14371.131.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 15:37, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > Perhaps, he ought to just leave... for her sake. > > The only problem was, every breath felt like he was breathing in hot steaming magma. He wasn't going anywhere for at least a few hours. > > Marie blinked slowly. It took a moment to register in the fog of her brain that Morganis was moving. Speaking to her. She uncurled slowly, which set her body to complaining at her and several scratches that had stopped bleeding to slowly begin again. "Don't...don't be sorry. It wasn't your fault. If...if I'd banished her the first time, when I should have, none of this would have happened." "It's certainly not your fault. She's been around you for ages, how could you know she would go completely crazy all of a sudden." He groaned a bit, as his body expelled a small glass shard to heal. There were many more, most were much bigger and deeper and would take a while yet to get out. With effort he managed to roll on his side, lying on his ruptured back hurt too much. And now he could see her, he liked looking at her. "I probably should go, I can't... I can't bear to think you might be in danger because of me." he said softly. ~So look then, it's the last you'll ever see.~ he thought sadly. tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 14:57:02 2004 From: mik_gotc at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Mik=20Reed?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Dragon] In-Reply-To: <051020041352.1327.409F8919000217020000052F2200734076FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510135702.67887.qmail@web86402.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > ~What cause tis there na to be happy in the home of > the Grump?~ The dragon sat back on his haunches, > which brought him at least to Evan's height, > stretching his neck before curling back down to the > warmth of the hearth. The dragon sniffed in the > direction of the table. ~Though I've never smelled > ye before, so perhaps ye'd not know.~ ~That'd be as it's me first time 'ere, glad as I found it though, I can believe this is an 'appy gaff.~ > The beast fell quiet for a long moment before > asking, with a certain pectulance to his tone. > ~There wouldn't happen to be gooseberry pie over > there, would there?~ Evan looked around the table, there'd been so much food piled up he hadn't had enough time to check everything. ~Might be, fancy some? Good stuff eh?~ [tag Dragon] ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 14:59:57 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language In-Reply-To: <20040510003017.47440.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040510135958.46493.qmail@web25202.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > Meg smiled one of those smiles that goes into the > eyes and lights them up. "That'd be great! I..I > mean, you'd be a big help to us here. To me." His face broke into a huge grin. That was the nicest thing anyone had said to him in a very long time. She was so bonny, she made his heart sing. > She looked into his eyes. There was a connection > there. Had it always been there? Did the energy > donation put it there? She'd have to ask that > Natalia about it, if she had time before nightfall. > "Maybe it's just me, Cal, but I think you could use > my help, too. I'm a fighter. You're not. Not the > same way I've been, anyway. But now you're a > werewolf, and like it or not, you're gonna have to > fight to survive. Once I get the beast under some > kind of control, maybe I can help with that. If you > want." Her eyes never wavered, never left his. "You're right. I'm not a fighter. Last night was only the second proper fight I've been in. The first one was when I was still human, the night the werewolves killed my parents. He paused, remembering it. "I was still officially in training, but it was all hands to the pump that night." He didn't really want to talk about it, hadn't talked about, except with Jethro, but he felt that after the confidences she'd shared with him that he owed her something of himself in return. "It was an ambush, they'd brought in more lycans from the Highlands, and they were waiting for us. It was a bloodbath, and I was pretty useless. My mum died from the head injuries, and my Da... The alpha male ripped his throat out in front of me." His eyes looked a little moist, and he cleared his throat before continuing. "He was the wolf who turned me, it was a kind of message to the Guardians. Uncle... the Commander saved me, and the other Guardians who were with me, then cleared up the mess. So you see I know what I'm talking about when I say we look after each other. There was never a chance Jethro would have left you there." "I must admit I might have chosen my arrival time differently if I'd known what was going on. Walking in there straight off a Trans-Atlantic flight probably wasn't the smartest move I've ever made." He broke eye contact for the first time, looking a little ashamed. "But if I'd not been there to try and save you, you looked so vulnerable lying on the floor, broken..." He stopped short, not wanting to remind her of it all, "On balance I think I'm pretty glad I ran across Heathrow airport to get that flight." "Changing, letting my beast out to attack those things, well I made some serious mistakes. I'd prefer not to fight if I can help it. I'm much better with a pile of dusty books and a computer terminal, I'm a classisist, a historian. Fighting doesn't really float my boat you know. But I want to be there when we meet up with this Roxanne Bint. That suddenly seems personal you know. Whatever help you can give me would be great, so I can be useful, and in return... Hmmm I'm sure I can think of some ways to repay you." His eyes twinkled. He glanced at the sky and then checked his digital / analogue multi function, multi time zone, automatically updated watch. It had taken him a long time to track down one he liked, and he thought it was pretty cool. "We ought to start thinking about going back before too long. But we have a little while still. I'd like to ken some other stuff about you. We seem to have concentrated on all the bad things. What's your favourite ice cream flavour? What kind of music do you like? What's your favourite season? Tell me something about you Meg." Tag (I'm on this mail all week now, Prague seems pretty nice!) ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 15:06:51 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041406.22446.409F8C7B000C3EB2000057AE2200737478FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "I probably should go, I can't... I can't bear to think you might be in danger because of me." he said softly. ~So look then, it's the last you'll ever see.~ he thought sadly. "Meg has lost it before. I knew it could happen...I should have seen it..." The words drifted off as he continued to speak and she blinked slowly. "What in the hell...are you talking about? A couple of rough incidents and you're ready to just disappear as suddenly as you arrived?" The additional stress of this information on top of watching the orderlies having to pick glass out of Gabe's eyes and Meg's loss was just about more than Marie could take at the moment. Tears glistened in her eyes and she looked away. "Maybe I'm the one that should leave." From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 15:11:29 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Walkabout [tag Dragon] Message-ID: <051020041411.6603.409F8D9100018B88000019CB2200734076FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > > The beast fell quiet for a long moment before asking, with a certain pectulance to his tone. ~There wouldn't happen to be gooseberry pie over there, would there?~ > Evan looked around the table, there'd been so much food piled up he hadn't had enough time to check everything. ~Might be, fancy some? Good stuff eh?~ The dragon gave a cultured sniff. ~If one is eating pie there is none better than gooseberry. Though one should really not eat pie until one has had mutton and ale to properly prepare the stomach.~ He looked over towards a second fire where a spit was turning with mutton on it, though Evan could have sworn it wasn't there before. From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 15:18:19 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041406.22446.409F8C7B000C3EB2000057AE2200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041406.22446.409F8C7B000C3EB2000057AE2200737478FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1084198699.14369.148.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 16:06, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "I probably should go, I can't... I can't bear to think you might be in danger because of me." he said softly. ~So look then, it's the last you'll ever see.~ he thought sadly. > > "Meg has lost it before. I knew it could happen...I should have seen it..." The words drifted off as he continued to speak and she blinked slowly. "What in the hell...are you talking about? A couple of rough incidents and you're ready to just disappear as suddenly as you arrived?" The additional stress of this information on top of watching the orderlies having to pick glass out of Gabe's eyes and Meg's loss was just about more than Marie could take at the moment. Tears glistened in her eyes and she looked away. "Maybe I'm the one that should leave." He looked back in surprise at her tone. "You, you, you mean - you don't want me to go ?" He ask with honest surprise. He had thought that she would be chasing him with a broom if he could run right now. Surely, surely she couldn't still like him ? Not having seen how the explosions follow his life, and how everyone he cares about gets caught in the shrapnel. He had really tried to stay out of things this time, had tried to evade trouble. Had thought he could be a, a, boyfriend to her and not do stuff that would endanger her. Yet the stuff seemed to happen anyway. She still liked him ?!?!?! "You may be the most special person I have ever had the privilege to know" he said softly. "I'll stay, if you will... that is if you still want to date me." tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 15:31:44 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041431.2649.409F925000011BD300000A592200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "You may be the most special person I have ever had the privilege to know" he said softly. "I'll stay, if you will... that is if you still want to date me." She looked over, quiet for a moment. "Of course I do. Why do men have to make everything so damn difficult?" She leaned her head back against the chair. "Providing, of course, that the commander doesn't remove my hide for the trouble I've been the last couple of day. Here less than 72 hours and already ass deep in alligators." From ajventer at direqlearn.org Mon May 10 15:38:59 2004 From: ajventer at direqlearn.org (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041431.2649.409F925000011BD300000A592200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041431.2649.409F925000011BD300000A592200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <1084199939.16099.154.camel@DS9> On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 16:31, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "You may be the most special person I have ever had the privilege to know" he said softly. "I'll stay, if you will... that is if you still want to date me." > > She looked over, quiet for a moment. "Of course I do. Why do men have to make everything so damn difficult?" She leaned her head back against the chair. "Providing, of course, that the commander doesn't remove my hide for the trouble I've been the last couple of day. Here less than 72 hours and already ass deep in alligators." "If nothing else, you got a guy around who knows exactly what that feels like." he said, managing to smile through the pain. On his back, another glass shard was expelled with a sound like a soap bubble popping on a microphone. "Ouch" he said as it happened. That was a bigger one, and it had hurt like hell. "Is there any chance, you could take my shirt off" he said half blushing, "only when the glass comes out the fabric pushes against it, and it hurts much more, and I don't think I have the strength to do it myself." tag -- "Is there a way to put gcc in 'just trust me on that one' mode ?" A.J. Venter DireqLearn Tech Guru www.direqlearn.org silentcoder.blogsite.org (personal site) From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 15:47:59 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041447.14894.409F961F0009968100003A2E2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Is there any chance, you could take my shirt off" he said half blushing, "only when the glass comes out the fabric pushes against it, and it hurts much more, and I don't think I have the strength to do it myself." It's just for medicinal purposes...the thought allowed Marie to nod without turning rather pink herself. Then again she wasn't sure she had the umph to blush anyway. "Yeah, I can." She looked at the shirt and then rose to her feet, which brought a new scattering of pains and threatened to make her see stars. The Southern woman refused to fall over and instead took a steadying breath, walking over to where equipment was kept and fetching a pair of scissors before returning. "There's not enough shirt to really be worth keeping and I'm afraid trying to pull it off over your head will hurt worse." She gave the explaination as she cut one sleeve from cuff to collar, peeling it back. There was so much blood, so many little hurts, and when she'd passed Gabe he hadn't looked any better. She owed both of them, and the commander, more than she could even begin to conceive of, or knew how to repay. From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 16:53:19 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041447.14894.409F961F0009968100003A2E2200750330FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041447.14894.409F961F0009968100003A2E2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405101753.19445.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 10 May 2004 16:47, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "Is there any chance, you could take my shirt off" he said half blushing, > > "only when the glass comes out the fabric pushes against it, and it hurts > > much more, and I don't think I have the strength to do it myself." > > It's just for medicinal purposes...the thought allowed Marie to nod without > turning rather pink herself. Then again she wasn't sure she had the umph > to blush anyway. "Yeah, I can." She looked at the shirt and then rose to > her feet, which brought a new scattering of pains and threatened to make > her see stars. The Southern woman refused to fall over and instead took a > steadying breath, walking over to where equipment was kept and fetching a > pair of scissors before returning. "There's not enough shirt to really be > worth keeping and I'm afraid trying to pull it off over your head will hurt > worse." She gave the explaination as she cut one sleeve from cuff to > collar, peeling it back. There was so much blood, so many little hurts, > and when she'd passed Gabe he hadn't looked any better. She owed both of > them, and the commander, more than she could even begin to conceive of, or > knew how to repay. When she moved he saw her wince, and realized she was in more pain than he had thought at first. He suddenly felt guilty for having asked her a favor, but as his skin came into contact with the soothing cool air, and the blooded fabric was torn away from his wounds, he felt less guilty, it certainly helped a lot. He was tempted to touch her mind, he could dull her pain so easily, yet for some reason, he knew that would be wrong. He hands on his back felt great, despite the pain her light touches as she worked was soothing and pleasant. "Did you take any painkillers or something ?" he asked. "I hate to see you sore." tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 17:10:01 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041610.20119.409FA958000DB50000004E972200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > Her hands on his back felt great, despite the pain her light touches as she worked was soothing and pleasant. "Did you take any painkillers or something ?" he asked. "I hate to see you sore." Marie shook her head, beginning on the other sleeve. She hadn't been focused on herself, couldn't focus on herself. If she was thinking about the rest of them she wouldn't scream, and pain helped in that. It kept her anchored to the here and now. "I'm all right. The three of you got it a lot worse than I did." Even bloodied and bruised the feel of his skin was nice, cool to the touch. She gently tugged a bit of glass free, dropping it into the bedside wastebasket. "I...suppose it's a good thing that there wasn't much in that room that was actually mine." Just her trench and weapons, which she was sure housekeeping would return, prolly polished to a mirror shine. From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 17:15:46 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Something Wicked this way Comes Message-ID: <051020041615.2418.409FAAB2000418AD000009722200761438FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> "It's 'appened then." The big black woman's voice was full of discontent resignation. "What's that, chere?" "Megean 'as been banished ta de edges 'f the betweenin'." There was a silence that met the pronouncement then a softer question. "Marie's work?" "Could be no uther." "Damnit." The tall vampire sat back in his chair, candlelight making his ebony skin shine as though there was a polish to it. "How long afore word gets out?" "Difficult ta be sayin'. I doubt it'll take long. Yer daughter is gonna 'ave visitors." "I know." "Ya'll shouldn't 'ave gambled while drunk." "I know." no tag From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 17:21:56 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041610.20119.409FA958000DB50000004E972200761438FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041610.20119.409FA958000DB50000004E972200761438FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405101821.56419.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 10 May 2004 18:10, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Her hands on his back felt great, despite the pain her light touches as > > she worked was soothing and pleasant. "Did you take any painkillers or > > something ?" he asked. "I hate to see you sore." > > Marie shook her head, beginning on the other sleeve. She hadn't been > focused on herself, couldn't focus on herself. If she was thinking about > the rest of them she wouldn't scream, and pain helped in that. It kept her > anchored to the here and now. "I'm all right. The three of you got it a > lot worse than I did." Even bloodied and bruised the feel of his skin was > nice, cool to the touch. She gently tugged a bit of glass free, dropping > it into the bedside wastebasket. "I...suppose it's a good thing that there > wasn't much in that room that was actually mine." Just her trench and > weapons, which she was sure housekeeping would return, prolly polished to a > mirror shine. "Don't beat yourself up over it. It was meg what did it not you." he said simply. He winced as she removed the glass shard, then sighed, after that momentary pain, it actually felt a lot better. "I hope I'm well enough later to keep my appointment with Andre." I thought went through his mind. "At least I'm not in chains... er about that... I'm sorry about my past. I was a very bad man once, but I didn't know any better. And I know that's not an excuse, but maybe it's mitigating ?" tag From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 17:28:18 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041628.27329.409FADA1000C345500006AC12200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "I hope I'm well enough later to keep my appointment with Andre." I thought went through his mind. "At least I'm not in chains... er about that... I'm sorry about my past. I was a very bad man once, but I didn't know any better. And I know that's not an excuse, but maybe it's mitigating ?" "Things never work very well if you insist on judging someone by their past. The difference is in what they are because of that past. I'd doubt there's anyone here that doesn't have some kind of closet skeleton, but just being here shows a desire not to be what we once were." She pulled away the last of the shirt, dropping the whole thing into the trash, or at least all the pieces. "There." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 17:35:50 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041628.27329.409FADA1000C345500006AC12200750744FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041628.27329.409FADA1000C345500006AC12200750744FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405101835.50288.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 10 May 2004 18:28, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "I hope I'm well enough later to keep my appointment with Andre." I > > thought went through his mind. "At least I'm not in chains... er about > > that... I'm sorry about my past. I was a very bad man once, but I didn't > > know any better. And I know that's not an excuse, but maybe it's > > mitigating ?" > > "Things never work very well if you insist on judging someone by their > past. The difference is in what they are because of that past. I'd doubt > there's anyone here that doesn't have some kind of closet skeleton, but > just being here shows a desire not to be what we once were." She pulled > away the last of the shirt, dropping the whole thing into the trash, or at > least all the pieces. "There." > "I hope you're father is as understanding as you are. I'm really going to try to be a solid young Southerner tonight. And after that grisgris saved all our lives, my gift to Mama Jean will be extra special. " he said. He had rolled on his stomache to let her get his shirt off. "You know what's the one thing I regret" he said, "I never did get to finish giving you that backrub." he smiled a bit. Chit-Chat was a great painkiller he decided, with her, especially so. tag From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 17:47:02 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041647.24060.409FB2060005645900005DFC2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "I hope you're father is as understanding as you are. I'm really going to try to be a solid young Southerner tonight. And after that grisgris saved all our lives, my gift to Mama Jean will be extra special. " he said. He had rolled on his stomache to let her get his shirt off. "You know what's the one thing I regret" he said, "I never did get to finish giving you that backrub." he smiled a bit. Chit-Chat was a great painkiller he decided, with her, especially so. "My father was the one that taught me the attitude. Not to mention his own past isn't precisely laudable." She smiled ever so faintly as he brought up the backrub, though it was difficult to completely relax into the expression. "I'll take a raincheck. I fear after hitting that wall that a backrub would lead to screaming." She thought about what she'd said for an instant and added dryly. "Of all the wrong kinds." From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 17:59:52 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041647.24060.409FB2060005645900005DFC2200750330FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041647.24060.409FB2060005645900005DFC2200750330FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405101859.52127.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 10 May 2004 18:47, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > "I hope you're father is as understanding as you are. I'm really going to > > try to be a solid young Southerner tonight. And after that grisgris saved > > all our lives, my gift to Mama Jean will be extra special. " he said. He > > had rolled on his stomache to let her get his shirt off. "You know > > what's the one thing I regret" he said, "I never did get to finish > > giving you that backrub." he smiled a bit. Chit-Chat was a great > > painkiller he decided, with her, especially so. > > "My father was the one that taught me the attitude. Not to mention his own > past isn't precisely laudable." She smiled ever so faintly as he brought > up the backrub, though it was difficult to completely relax into the > expression. "I'll take a raincheck. I fear after hitting that wall that a > backrub would lead to screaming." She thought about what she'd said for an > instant and added dryly. "Of all the wrong kinds." "Oh I wasn't suggesting that we finish it now. I can hardly move anyway. I'm just sorry I didn't get to finish it then. " He paused for a moment. He was thinking about Meg. Wondering what had happened in her life to make her so opposed to romance. Even the taking it slow and let see where it goes kind. "What do you think made Meg really go so crazy ? I mean what made her believe that all intentions are by nature dishonorable ?" he asked. tags From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 18:24:31 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041724.2402.409FBACF00077F90000009622200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Oh I wasn't suggesting that we finish it now. I can hardly move anyway. I'm just sorry I didn't get to finish it then. " He paused for a moment. > He was thinking about Meg. Wondering what had happened in her life to make her so opposed to romance. Even the taking it slow and let see where it goes kind. "What do you think made Meg really go so crazy ? I mean what made her believe that all intentions are by nature dishonorable ?" he asked. Marie sighed softly, pulling her chair closer to Morganis so she wouldn't disturb those that were working on Gabe. She couldn't do anything to help her partner right now and conversation was soothing. "Meg...Meg was one of those people that had it rough from the get go. Run away that took to street living. Drugs, prostitution, you name it. She spent a lot of time being passed from guy to guy, pimp to pimp...that's how she ended up dead. Shot in the middle of an argument." Marie shook her head. "I think it's why I put up with her attitude. I always felt sorry for her." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 18:36:48 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041724.2402.409FBACF00077F90000009622200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510173648.42882.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > "Oh I wasn't suggesting that we finish it now. I can hardly move anyway. I'm just sorry I didn't get to finish it then. " He paused for a moment. > He was thinking about Meg. Wondering what had happened in her life to make her so opposed to romance. Even the taking it slow and let see where it goes kind. "What do you think made Meg really go so crazy ? I mean what made her believe that all intentions are by nature dishonorable ?" he asked. >Marie sighed softly, pulling her chair closer to Morganis so she wouldn't disturb those that were working on Gabe. She couldn't do anything to help her partner right now and conversation was soothing. "Meg...Meg was one of those people that had it rough from the get go. Run away that took to street living. Drugs, prostitution, you name it. She spent a lot of time being passed from guy to guy, pimp to pimp...that's how she ended up dead. Shot in the middle of an argument." Marie shook her head. "I think it's why I put up with her attitude. I always felt sorry for her."< Terry stepped up to the couple quietly. "Hey, guys," she said, "if you like, you can take the two beds in the corner over there. Laying down will probably be more comfortable while you're healing, sir. Marie, do you want something for the pain? We have Advil and stuff like that if you don't want to be too groggy. I'd have to call Jessie for anything stronger, and I don't want to interrupt her and Jay if I can help it. Little pre-honeymoon practice session and ring-shopping, she told me." Tag Marie, Morganis (Terry hasn't met Morganis as of yet, I don't think) From agent4221 at juno.com Mon May 10 18:43:14 2004 From: agent4221 at juno.com (agent4221@juno.com) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg) language Message-ID: <20040510.104348.16707.49519@webmail07.lax.untd.com> <> Tag Jerome stalked along the pathway out in the park, hands settled deeply into his pockets. His beaded hair clicked a bit as he moved, various people sliding out of the way of the tall built Guatemalan. He could feel the moon tugging at his soul, calling at the beast layered deeper in his heart. He didn't fight the feelings, merely considered the best place to spend the evening, the best place for deer and other decent pray. Other non-human prey. In a way, he looked forwards to the break of the cares of his human life, some time to spend communing with his other half, some time just enjoying the sheer feeling of being alive when tracking down live animal prey. That was the trick, he had been told, embrace the beast...direct it towards proper pursuits, not evil and you'll keep your sanity. He cocked his head slightly, nostrils flaring as he picked up the scent of other wolves on the wind, wolves feeling the moon far more strongly. Turning to scan the park for a bit, his nostrils also picked up the scent of nearly raw meat on the wind. His eyes went green, narrowing a bit as he searched the park with his improved vision. Likely it would be too late to force the eyes /back/ but he found he wasn't completley bothered. No, where were those other wolves. Only then, did he spot Callum and Meg and he started to glide that way, hands pushed deep in his pockets. HIs walk, now more than usual, was more of a smooth stalk, an animal grace and strength that his large frame wouldn't look likely to support. tag ________________________________________________________________ The best thing to hit the Internet in years - Juno SpeedBand! Surf the Web up to FIVE TIMES FASTER! Only $14.95/ month - visit www.juno.com to sign up today! From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 18:45:50 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041724.2402.409FBACF00077F90000009622200735834FF869A 8 D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041724.2402.409FBACF00077F90000009622200735834FF869A8 D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405101945.50187.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > He was thinking about Meg. Wondering what had happened in her life to > > make her so opposed to romance. Even the taking it slow and let see where > > it goes kind. "What do you think made Meg really go so crazy ? I mean > > what made her believe that all intentions are by nature dishonorable ?" > > he asked. > > Marie sighed softly, pulling her chair closer to Morganis so she wouldn't > disturb those that were working on Gabe. She couldn't do anything to help > her partner right now and conversation was soothing. "Meg...Meg was one of > those people that had it rough from the get go. Run away that took to > street living. Drugs, prostitution, you name it. She spent a lot of time > being passed from guy to guy, pimp to pimp...that's how she ended up dead. > Shot in the middle of an argument." Marie shook her head. "I think it's > why I put up with her attitude. I always felt sorry for her." > "Shit" he said softly. "Well that explains a lot." He managed to reach out, for her, holding out his hand, hoping she would take it. "I've seen that story so many times. I always thought that lives that end like that cannot really rest in peace, I guess I just never realized how right I was..." tag From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 18:47:08 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <20040510173648.42882.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510173648.42882.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405101947.08590.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > Terry stepped up to the couple quietly. "Hey, guys," she said, "if you > like, you can take the two beds in the corner over there. Laying down will > probably be more comfortable while you're healing, sir. Marie, do you want > something for the pain? We have Advil and stuff like that if you don't > want to be too groggy. I'd have to call Jessie for anything stronger, and > I don't want to interrupt her and Jay if I can help it. Little > pre-honeymoon practice session and ring-shopping, she told me." > OOC: Okay timelining, I think fit mine in just before this, and then it's Jenna's turn to respond first. Otherwize it makes no sense. Ciao A.J. From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 18:52:13 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <1084193763.14371.107.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510175213.22416.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>Sal looked at him coldly. Her nostrils flared as she smelled, this was unmistakable wolf, and very, very male. She felt her knees go weak, felt a twitch below the waist, fucking full moon was messing with her head. Still her instincts told her, keep him human shaped. If there has to be a fight morph first, and be a real bitch - bite his dick off. But she wasn't going to fight him if she could help it, wolves were notoriously tough, all she had going for her was nastiness. "Oh you wanna piece of me" she said with a slick smile belying the frozen stare. "Well let's see it then. Come on drop you're pants, let's see if you measure up. Cos if you do, you can have any piece you want." She licked her lips slowly, glistening them with her tongue. He had questioned her superiority, she had to maintain it now. That meant she couldn't fuck him. Pity though, his smell was intoxicating. She could feel her arousal building, but that too she knew, was a weapon. Let him smell it. The sweatiness of her palms, the dampness building in her crotch. Let him smell it let him imagine the taste. Let him think with his dick, once that happened, she knew she could take him. ~Come on fucknut start drueling~ she thought every so slightly desperate.<< Charlie the workman leered. "Oh, I'll let it out, all right. Just one thing, though...I only like to do it doggy style!" He shifted into a half-wolf form on the spot, ripping his clothes to shreads. He growled, stalking her, moving in to take her down. If Sal hadn't been so occupied with the fight that was about to take place, she might have heard the pounding of tiny fists from the desk behind her. "Hello! Let me out! When I find you, Jay Edwards, you are SO dead!" Tag Sal From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 18:57:14 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041757.10150.409FC279000F0654000027A62200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> > "Shit" he said softly. "Well that explains a lot." > He managed to reach out, for her, holding out his hand, hoping she would take it. "I've seen that story so many times. I always thought that lives that end like that cannot really rest in peace, I guess I just never realized how right I was..." Marie sighed softly and nodded, gently covering his hand with hers. "They can only rest when they come to terms with it. Some never do. Most of those become poltrigeists, lashing out at the world around them. Both sad and angry all at once." Terry stepped up to the couple quietly. "Hey, guys," she said, "if you like, you can take the two beds in the corner over there. Laying down will probably be more comfortable while you're healing, sir. Marie, do you want something for the pain? We have Advil and stuff like that if you don't want to be too groggy. I'd have to call Jessie for anything stronger, and I don't want to interrupt her and Jay if I can help it. Little pre-honeymoon practice session and ring-shopping, she told me." Marie shrugged a little, holding back a wince. "Here or there is fine by me. I'd rather stay upright and Morgan has already bled on one bed here." She tried a faint smile, which failed utterly. "I'm not sure him moving is going to be a happy thing." From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 19:03:24 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] -- Slave Rat (tag Muse, Ratso) In-Reply-To: <051020041309.13034.409F7F1E0009E355000032EA2200750784FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510180324.2043.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Muse turned scarlet, not that she could hide even a faint blush with her fair skin, but he was talking...talking marriage? She blinked, not even sure what to do or say. Yeah, she'd day dreamed about something like this, but didn't expect it here or now or so soon. She had no idea what to say, or if she could even speak.<< Ratso watched her turn red, then groaned. "Aw, jeez! I did it again! I get sometin great in my life, an' I go an' screw it all up! Look, Muse, I don' wanna put no pressure on you or nuttin. I...it's just dat you...you're so beautiful, an' I just wanna take care of ya, dat's all. I'll do anyting ya need, any time, just say da woid. If I'm just makin' it woise, please tell me. If...if ya want me ta go away, just tell me dat, too, only I hope ya don't." Tag Muse From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 19:06:33 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <1084195377.14427.119.camel@DS9> Message-ID: <20040510180633.53383.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: On Mon, 2004-05-10 at 14:44, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Marie managed to scrape herself off of the floor, shaking her head at the orderlies. She'd manage. She was hurt, but not nearly so bad as the others...at least not on the outside. Once they reached the infirmary she curled up on a chair between Gabe and Morganis, refusing any help for her own bumps, scrapes or cuts. She drew her knees to her chest, holding them tight against her chest and waiting. Sullivan came to with a start, the blood was a fast healing agent, and he had been the best off, off the men to start with, having been outside the blast radius for all but a moment. He lay for a moment, then sat up, motioned an orderly and asked for an update on how the others were doing. Once he was satisfied they would be okay, he called Larry over. "Thank you for your help Larry, how did you know ?"<< Larry shook his head. "Not...know..." he said in his typical slow, deliberate way. "Looking...for...Commander. Sal...Dawson...in...lobby." The faintest hint of crimson stained the giant man's cheeks. "Wants...to see...my...package." He shook his head sadly. Tag Sullivan From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 19:26:56 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie] In-Reply-To: <20040510135015.54247.qmail@web86407.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <20040510182656.78157.qmail@web40505.mail.yahoo.com> Mik Reed wrote: >>Gabe lay unconcious, the silver in his face taking all the healing the blood infusion could provide. The orderlies had washed as much blood away as possible, but after consultation decided that the wounds obviously contained silver. The best option was to treat it in the same way a normal hospital would treat gravel in skin from a motorbike accident. The went looking for the scrubbing brushes and tweezers.<< Terry stepped in to help. "This stuff I can do, guys," she said. "I've cleaned up after quite a few barroom brawls in my time." She took the tweezers and soft brushes, and also asked for a squeeze bottle of sterile saline solution. The girl worked slowly and carefully, plucking out shards of broken mirror from Gabe's wounds, then scrubbing with the soft brush, then rinsing the wound with the saline solution to try to remove any traces of silver. It was a long, tedious process, but she didn't stop until she had every wound tended. Some began healing, but others remained open. These she went after with finer forceps to get every last sliver, then re-rinsed. In a few cases she had to use a scalpel to cut away the wounded area and dig out silver embedded in the muscle or deep skin layers. Finally all the wounds began to heal. "He needs fresh blood," she said. "The refrigerated stuff isn't good enough." Without a word, one of the human orderlies lay on an adjacent table and bared his arm. Terry took a bag from him and attached it to Gabe's feeding tube. "That's all we can do for now." Terry was proud of herself. She'd handled the situation all by herself, without having to call Jessie. She checked the rest of Gabe's wounds, which seemed to be healing themselves, then went to check on the other two patients. Tag Gabe (Morganis and Marie in a different post) From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 19:39:41 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <20040510180633.53383.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510180633.53383.qmail@web40503.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405102039.41853.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > > He lay for a moment, then sat up, motioned an orderly and asked for an > update on how the others were doing. Once he was satisfied they would be > okay, he called Larry over. > > "Thank you for your help Larry, how did you know ?"<< > > Larry shook his head. "Not...know..." he said in his typical slow, > deliberate way. "Looking...for...Commander. Sal...Dawson...in...lobby." > The faintest hint of crimson stained the giant man's cheeks. "Wants...to > see...my...package." He shook his head sadly. > Sullivan looked at him quizically. "Erm right, okay, go and tell her I will see her as soon as possible. Meanwhile, why don't you show her to the diner, get her a bite to eat perhaps. Poor little girl must be starving after the trip." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 19:44:03 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041757.10150.409FC279000F0654000027A62200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> References: <051020041757.10150.409FC279000F0654000027A62200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <200405102044.03609.ajventer@sentechsa.com> On Monday 10 May 2004 19:57, jenarey@comcast.net wrote: > > Terry stepped up to the couple quietly. "Hey, guys," she said, "if you > like, you can take the two beds in the corner over there. Laying down will > probably be more comfortable while you're healing, sir. Marie, do you want > something for the pain? We have Advil and stuff like that if you don't > want to be too groggy. I'd have to call Jessie for anything stronger, and > I don't want to interrupt her and Jay if I can help it. Little > pre-honeymoon practice session and ring-shopping, she told me." > > Marie shrugged a little, holding back a wince. "Here or there is fine by > me. I'd rather stay upright and Morgan has already bled on one bed here." > She tried a faint smile, which failed utterly. "I'm not sure him moving is > going to be a happy thing." "Oh yes do allow me to concur. If it's all the same to you, I would rather just stay where I am until I'm a lot less holy. " he gave a dry grin at the pun. Times like this Morganis missed smoking. "But I could appreciate some gum." he said, "if there's any around." tags From ajventer at sentechsa.com Mon May 10 19:52:42 2004 From: ajventer at sentechsa.com (A.J. Venter) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <20040510175213.22416.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> References: <20040510175213.22416.qmail@web40510.mail.yahoo.com> Message-ID: <200405102052.42655.ajventer@sentechsa.com> > He had questioned her superiority, she had to maintain it now. That > meant she couldn't fuck him. Pity though, his smell was intoxicating. > She could feel her arousal building, but that too she knew, was a > weapon. > > Let him smell it. The sweatiness of her palms, the dampness building in > her crotch. Let him smell it let him imagine the taste. Let him think > with his dick, once that happened, she knew she could take him. > > ~Come on fucknut start drueling~ she thought every so slightly > desperate.<< > > Charlie the workman leered. "Oh, I'll let it out, all right. Just one > thing, though...I only like to do it doggy style!" > > He shifted into a half-wolf form on the spot, ripping his clothes to > shreads. He growled, stalking her, moving in to take her down. > > If Sal hadn't been so occupied with the fight that was about to take place, > she might have heard the pounding of tiny fists from the desk behind her. > "Hello! Let me out! When I find you, Jay Edwards, you are SO dead!" > Sal knelt down in an obedient pose, her head knelt downward, the perfect wolfish submission. But dogs are not wolves, and humans the less so - when a wolf does this - treachery never enters his mind... She gave a deep satisfied sniff, "My you do smell good big guy" she said softly, then turned around and bent down her breast scraping the floor under her cop. Her hands fumbled and slipped the jeans down, the g-string below was simply pulled aside. A hand reached between her legs and lovingly rubbed over herself. "Take me wolfman, take me now" she gasped. She plunged three fingers into herself, and there hidden beneath the soft folds of herself, she half-morphed them, and her long nails became hidden razor sharp claws. "Now don't tease me wolfman, fuck me. I need you right here and now." She wiggled her expose rear suggestively at him. ~Bring it on asshole. Let's see how strong you are when I'm done with you.~ tags From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 20:18:59 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Megean, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <200405102039.41853.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040510191859.70340.qmail@web40501.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>Sullivan looked at him quizically. "Erm right, okay, go and tell her I will see her as soon as possible. Meanwhile, why don't you show her to the diner, get her a bite to eat perhaps. Poor little girl must be starving after the trip."<< Larry shook his head sadly. "Very...well...Commander." He left the sickbay and trudged back down to the lobby to take the young...whatever to the diner... No tag, to be continued in Kibble thread From queenortart at yahoo.co.uk Mon May 10 20:29:59 2004 From: queenortart at yahoo.co.uk (=?iso-8859-1?q?Queen=20or=20tart?=) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] FW: GotC -- Brunch with Wolves (Tag Callum, Meg, Jerome) In-Reply-To: <20040510.104348.16707.49519@webmail07.lax.untd.com> Message-ID: <20040510192959.85133.qmail@web25203.mail.ukl.yahoo.com> > No, where were those other wolves. Only then, did he > spot Callum and Meg and he started to glide that > way, hands pushed deep in his pockets. HIs walk, now > more than usual, was more of a smooth stalk, an > animal grace and strength that his large frame > wouldn't look likely to support. Callum sensed someone watching him, and looked round, but couldn't immediately see anyone... He turned back to Meg, but listened careful, and breathed in trying to sense who was around... Tag ____________________________________________________________ Yahoo! Messenger - Communicate instantly..."Ping" your friends today! Download Messenger Now http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/download/index.html From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 20:31:18 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Just don't mention the word 'kibble' [Tag Larry, The workmen.] In-Reply-To: <200405102052.42655.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040510193118.22620.qmail@web40514.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>Sal knelt down in an obedient pose, her head knelt downward, the perfect wolfish submission. But dogs are not wolves, and humans the less so - when a wolf does this - treachery never enters his mind... She gave a deep satisfied sniff, "My you do smell good big guy" she said softly, then turned around and bent down her breast scraping the floor under her cop. Her hands fumbled and slipped the jeans down, the g-string below was simply pulled aside. A hand reached between her legs and lovingly rubbed over herself. "Take me wolfman, take me now" she gasped. She plunged three fingers into herself, and there hidden beneath the soft folds of herself, she half-morphed them, and her long nails became hidden razor sharp claws. "Now don't tease me wolfman, fuck me. I need you right here and now." She wiggled her expose rear suggestively at him. ~Bring it on asshole. Let's see how strong you are when I'm done with you.~<< Charlie did start to salivate then. The supervisor grimmaced. This wasn't gonna be pretty, either way it went. Not a good idea so close to the full moon. "Hey, what're you guys starin' at?" he yelled at the other workers. "Get back to work!" Charlie was gonna be out after this. Too dangerous to have around. Charlie was poised and ready to take his prize, but there was one thing that Sal had forgotten. Charlie wasn't all wolf quite yet, either. He grabbed for her arms. "Don't want your fingers in my way," he snarled, his huan voice barely recognizable. At that point, Charlie felt a heavy PLONK on the top of his head. Larry watched the wolfman fall unconscious to the floor. He grabbed the man's ankles and pulled him away from Sal. "Get clothes," he said to the supervisor. "Finish...work." The big man tapped Sal on the shoulder. "Come...with...me. Commander...says...get...food...for...Sal. Put...clothes...on...first. Lose...claws." Tag Sal ;) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 20:37:08 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <051020041757.10150.409FC279000F0654000027A62200735834FF869 A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> Message-ID: <20040510193708.45817.qmail@web40512.mail.yahoo.com> jenarey@comcast.net wrote: >>Marie sighed softly and nodded, gently covering his hand with hers. "They can only rest when they come to terms with it. Some never do. Most of those become poltrigeists, lashing out at the world around them. Both sad and angry all at once." Terry stepped up to the couple quietly. "Hey, guys," she said, "if you like, you can take the two beds in the corner over there. Laying down will probably be more comfortable while you're healing, sir. Marie, do you want something for the pain? We have Advil and stuff like that if you don't want to be too groggy. I'd have to call Jessie for anything stronger, and I don't want to interrupt her and Jay if I can help it. Little pre-honeymoon practice session and ring-shopping, she told me." Marie shrugged a little, holding back a wince. "Here or there is fine by me. I'd rather stay upright and Morgan has already bled on one bed here." She tried a faint smile, which failed utterly. "I'm not sure him moving is going to be a happy thing." << "No problem," Terry smiled. "What about those pain pills, or some food or water? You need to heal, too, you know. " Tag Marie (OOC: My mistake...I had the impression they were all seated) From katperk2001 at yahoo.com Mon May 10 20:41:57 2004 From: katperk2001 at yahoo.com (Kathy Perkins) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] In-Reply-To: <200405102044.03609.ajventer@sentechsa.com> Message-ID: <20040510194157.92619.qmail@web40513.mail.yahoo.com> "A.J. Venter" wrote: >>"Oh yes do allow me to concur. If it's all the same to you, I would rather just stay where I am until I'm a lot less holy. " he gave a dry grin at the pun. Times like this Morganis missed smoking. "But I could appreciate some gum." he said, "if there's any around."<< "That I can handle." Terry went over to the storage cabinets and took out her purse. She came back with a pack of stick gum. "Hope spearment is ok. If there's nothing else you need, I'll go back and see how Gabe's doing. Oh, keep it," she said to Morganis with a grin. "I'm a former smoker myself. I buy those by the case. And I'm Terry Edwards, by the way." Tag Morganis, Marie From jenarey at comcast.net Mon May 10 20:54:26 2004 From: jenarey at comcast.net (jenarey@comcast.net) Date: Sun Jun 26 23:53:33 2005 Subject: [GOTC] Interruptions [tag Sullivan, Morganis, Marie, Larry] Message-ID: <051020041954.14539.409FDDF20009AD31000038CB2200735834FF869A 8D9E919A@comcast.net> "No problem," Terry smiled. "What about those pain pills, or some food or water? You need to heal, too, you know. " Times like thi