Cyber... Kittens?!, Part 2

And, So They Were Off... to See the Wizard!

<Trina> ::slits an eye open...hadn't realized how long she'd slept::
<Sypher> ::is still curled up with Matrix on her back::
<T-Bone> Awww... Ain't that cute? ::coming in::
<Trina> ::lookies at T-Bone:: You don't have a camera with you, do ya? :warning tone::
<Matrix> ::yawn::
<T-Bone> Luckily for you, no.... ::squats down so he's on level with the kitts:: Awww..... Matrix would have a cow if he knew what I was thinking right now....
<Trina> And, that would be?
<Razor> ::walks in minutes later to catch in on the convo::
<T-Bone> Just about how cute he is... Y'know how he feels about gushy emotions.... ::reaches out to pet the kitt::
<Trina> Right, right....
<Razor> I take it they're in good health from what Jase told us....
<Trina> Pretty much, yeah...
<T-Bone> ::pats Matrix onna head:: They doing.... well, you know... their usual kinda stuff?
<Trina> Not to my knowledge...I was asleep if they were...
<Razor> Long night, huh?
<Trina> ::growls:: Pastmaster got away...
<T-Bone> ::grumbles himself, sliding the kitt off Trina... much to Sy's dismay::
<Sypher> ::whimpers, is cold now::
<Razor> ::picks Sypher up and uses the blanket::
<Trina> :::gets up:: Thanks, guys....::sighs and stretches:: we're gonna go out and try ta' find that little creep...
<Matrix> ::snuggle against T-Bone...he's cold::
<T-Bone> We'll come with... ::holds Matrix tight::
<Sypher> ::purrs against Razor... likes him quite a bit immediately::
<Razor> What he said...
<Trina> ::nods:: We could use the back-up..
<T-Bone> ::pause:: But, who'll kitt-sit?
<Trina> ::rubs her eyes:: No idea...
<Razor> We could always call a babysitter...::grin::
<Trina> Har, har....
<Matrix> ::purrs against T-Bone::
<T-Bone> I don't think a normal babysitter is a good idea.... They might... y'know turn into energy or something....
<Sypher> That's bad? ::small voice, talking for the first time::
<Razor> ::lookies at T-Bone:: Dont' you know sarcasm when you hear it?
<Matrix> ::issa snuggled, is too warm::
<Trina> And, Sypher went acoherent at one point....
<T-Bone> Yeah, yeah... Sorry.... Wasn't focusing... ::looks down at Matrix:: He can talk too, right?
<Sypher> He can... ::is studying Razor, thinks he knows him::
<Razor> ::chuckles:: S'okay, bud.
<Trina> I just don't think he's in the mood to right now...he *did* freak out before we got them outta that place...
<Matrix> ::clings to T-Bone::
<T-Bone> Huh? ::looks down:: What is it, Matrix? Kats... Never thought *he'd* be scared....
<Matrix> ::shivers::
<Trina> ::blinks:: He seemed fine hours ago...::goes to stand beside T-Bone to look at Matrix:: Matrix?
<Matrix> ::lookies up at T-Bone and Trina with those eyes::
<T-Bone> ::holds him up to his face:: What happened to scare you so bad?
<Sypher> ::wants to know too, tries to find it in Matrix' mind::
<Matrix> ::keeps getting thoughts flickered into his mind about the Pastmaster...and something else that he may have done, but isn't able to recall them....something about being bigger::
<Sypher> <I know we were bigger....>

<T-Bone> ::looks from Matrix to Sy:: Do you know? ::to Sy::
<Sypher> ::shakes his head a bit::
<Razor> ::looks down at Sypher::
<Matrix> <And, what is all this with....getting smaller?> ::shivers anew::
<Sypher> ::shrugs up at Razor:: He wants to know why we're smaller... But,... more too....
<T-Bone> ::holds Matrix closer when he shivers::
<Matrix> What....happened? ::first words::
<Trina> ::puts a hand on his shoulder, then turns to the Boys:: I better get Jase ta' get the conference room ready...
<Sypher> ::looks at Matrix with concern...he seemed so much better last night when they were playing keepaway::
<T-Bone> We'll try to explain it, okay?
<Matrix> ::nodsnods, and just clings to T-Bone::
<Razor> Wonder where that creep went off to....
<Matrix> <I'm scared...>
<Sypher> <Why? We're among friends... Don't you feel like you know them?>
<Matrix> <I...don't know...I feel so lost...>
<Jason> ::walks out and motions to the Boys:: We're about to get started....::means they accompany 'im to the conference room::
<Sypher> <Well, *I'm* here...>
<T-Bone> ::nods, waits for Razor::
<Morrison> ::enters, yawning, sleepily:: Tell me there are donuts...
<Matrix> <:sighs:: Thanks...>
<Razor> ::nods himself::
<Jason> ::turns to Morrison:: Momma Bates is runnin' late....
<Morrison> I may not last... ::melodramatically::
<Sypher> <Please, Matrix... Try? Don't leave me....>
<T-Bone> ::heads on in and finds a seat, holding Matrix close:: <Kats... You'd think he was my kid or something... Yeah, well... He kinda is... Razor was right there...>
<Matrix> <:shivers:: Okay...I'll try...>
<Jason> ::chuckles:: At least try ta' be happy with the latte maker...that outta wake ya'... ::makes his way towards the head of the table::
<Razor> ::holds Sy, then looks at T-Bone...a small grin sliding across his face::
<Trina> ::takes a seat beside her bro', Furklaw right beside her::
<Sypher> ::tries to send him soothing thoughts::
<T-Bone> ::beats Razor to the latte - mwah! - beats Morrison too::
<Morrison> Yes, Sir... ::blinks:: ::mumbles:: Only there's a huge SWAT Kat in my way....
<Matrix> <::receives them...and manages to calm down a bit::
<Jason> ::would crack up....holds an amused grin instead:: You must be kind to the guests, Morrison...
<Razor> What *he* said! ::thwap T-Bone::
<Sypher> ::feels a little better about him::
<T-Bone> I am the guest! ::gets his latte... pauses:: You want some, Matrix? ::doesn't figure stunting his growth is a real danger::
<Matrix> ::with his head buried into his flightsuit, shakes "no"::
<Razor> Well, so am I..I believe I outta go first...
<Trina> ::rubs her eyes, wants to seriously crack up...ends up snickering insanely::
<T-Bone> ::razzes him and takes his latte to sit down inna chair::
<Morrison> ::dies in anticipation in the background::
<Furklaw> ::blinks:: You need an IV, Morrison?
<Razor> ::razzes back and lets Morrison go on...has a feeling he won't need the latte with T-Bone's flying::
<Morrison> No... Just tired... ::gets his latte and sits down:: ::hasn't been briefed, blinks at Matrix:: Y'know, that kitt has the same coloring as onna the new guys...
<T-Bone> ::smirks at Razor as though reading his mind and sips his steaming latte::
<Furklaw> It *is* onna the new guys....long story, man...::looks at Jason with a "please explain the whole thing"::
<Razor> ::smirk back as he sits::
<Trina> ::takes Sypher::
<Sypher> ::blinks as he shifts laps, wanted to stay with Razor... felt close to a clue there::
<Morrison> It is...? Man... ::chugs latte::
<Trina> ::holds him close:: Go on, Jase....
<Jason> ::types up somethin', and a holographic image of what appears to be a computer screen appears over the table:: OKay, Pastmaster's nailed two of our agents with some sorta lesser age spell...as you can see with the help of our visual aids...::motions to Sy and Matrix::
<Sypher> <We're supposed to be older...?>
<T-Bone> ::leans back, listens, scritches behind Matrix' ears::
<Matrix> ::purrs a tad::
<Jason> We couldn't catch 'im yesterday. The little creep got away before we could catch up with 'im. This is why I'm sending a team to find this little troll and get Sypher and Matrix back to normal. ::typestypes, red dot appears on 'screen':: This is where he was last seen...:other random dots appear:: And these are where he might be hiding...if he hasn't already opened another portal....
<Trina> Let's hope not...that's the last thing we need...
<T-Bone> Well, if he has.... I can think of a few ways to draw him out... ::encouraged, scritches more gently::
<T-Bone> ((<Razor> I am NOT dressing up like Callista again! Forget it!))
<Razor> ((::DIES!!!!!!!!!::))
<Razor> I'm almost afraid to know....
<Jason> Shoot. ::to T-Bone::
<T-Bone> Easiest way is to ask Dr. Sinian to announce that she's found something he'd be interested... The power rock of Schinkdackel or whatever... He's a sucker for those.
<T-Bone> ((<Razor> Yeah... ::dryly:: You learn that one from Kat Kommandoes or Scaredy Kat?))
<Razor> ((::DEAD::))
<Trina> ::thinks this over:: It's a thought...his spell book was destroyed last we recall...
<Furklaw> ::snaps his finger:: The DragonSword is to be on display today! Isn't that from the Dark Ages?
<T-Bone> ::nearly chokes on his latte:: They found that?!
<Razor> ::fell outta his chair the minute Furklaw said those words:: Ditto!?
<Furklaw> That's what it appears to be...said it was near the Megalith ruins...
<Trina and Jase> ::wonder why the Boys are having a cow::
<T-Bone> Last time I saw that thing, I shot a dragon with it! ::first thing that came to mind::
<T-Bone> ((<Jason> Uhm... I see... Anyways, moving on... <T-Bone> I did! <Razor> ::whispers to Jase:: I keep trying to get him to stop telling this one... <Jase> ::nods sympathetically::))
<Razor> ((::dies!!::))
<Jason> ::ba-links:: You mean....you....

<Razor> ::finishes:: We were transferred to the Dark Ages, yes.
<T-Bone> And, we've seen the Dragon Sword, yes. ::refrains from the "Razor could pull it from the stone and I couldn't bit::
<Trina> Hoo boy...that means that he *will* be after the sword...*and* will use it against you two if you were there.....::pause:: Did any of you ever get close to it?
<T-Bone> ::growl, thumb at Razor::
<Razor> ::rubs his eyes after he picks himself off the ground:: I pulled it outta a stone.....
<Agents> ::stare::
<Razor> I *did*!
<T-Bone> He did... ::pauses:: Speaking of which...Can Pastie even use it? Or does he already need Razor or someone else who can?
<Jason> Well, that's something we're gonna hafta' ask Dr. Sinian...if he does, then we're in big trouble....but that all depends if Pasty can hold it, right?
<Furklaw> Heightwise, that is..
<T-Bone> ::nearly snorts up some coffee laughing::
<Razor> ::buries his head into his arms cracking up::
<Trina> ::laughs, then turns to Jase:: So what are we to do?
<Matrix> ::feels a bit more confident, but keeps snuggled against T-Bone::
<T-Bone> I say we stake the place out... ::hugs Matrix::
<Sypher> ::wants to hear more about this sword and all, thinks it must be a cool story.... is acting half-intellectually and half as child::
<Jason> ::nods:: I'll divide us into teams...::turns to the SK's:: Can we count on you to help us take out Pasty in one area?
<Razor> O' course!
<T-Bone> Anytime.
<Morrison> ::is listening better now that he's had caffeine::
<Jason> ::nods:: Great...::grin:: I'm takin' Lt. Korat with me to the area he'll most likely attack. If he hasn't heard of the sword's display, then we're fine. ::turn to
Furklaw and Morrison:: Think you two can ask Dr. Sinian about the sword and inform us the minute you get anything?
<Furklaw> ::thumbs up::
<Morrison> ::nods::
<T-Bone> And, we....?
<Jason> With us. We're gonna need all the back-up we need. The SWAT team'll stand outside the museum on guard...
<T-Bone> ::nods, wonders if they shouldn't get the sword in Razor's hands... though he hardly wants Razor as a target::
<Razor> ::nodsnodshimself, isn't too worried about becoming a target...it's if the sword gets in the wrong claws that worries him::
<T-Bone> ::stands:: Well, let's hop to it! ::nevermind he's carrying Matrix::
<Razor> ::stands:: Any place we're supposed ta' meet you?
<Jason> Outside the woods, near the Megalith City ruins....
<Trina> Jase...::stands:: I don't know if this is the appropriate moment, but what about Sypher and Matrix?
<T-Bone> Well... It may be dangerous, but they should be there... How else are we going to change them back?
<Jason> ::nods:: It's risky, but we'll hafta try it...
<Trina> ::holds Sy close::
<T-Bone> ::snuggles Matrix:: ::pause:: Could you guys... ::looking down at Matrix:: Could you stay as energy?
<Matrix> ::blinks, and finally speaks:: We can....
<Razor> ::to T-Bone, points to his head::
<T-Bone> I dunno, Buddy... Is it ever safe in there?
<Razor> ::feels insulted, RAZZ!!:: You know what I mean!
<T-Bone> I know... But, do they?
<Razor> ::shrugs:: Only one way to find out....::turns to Sy in Trina's arms and explains....in the best English he can::
<Sypher> ::blinks:: Inside you?
<Razor> As in...can you merge into my mind...like you merged into that computer?
<Sypher> You're not a computer....
<Razor> Well...can you...::pauses, then holds out his G-Trix:: Can you merge in here? ::means the G-Trix's comp.::
<Sypher> ::peers at the little box... gets curious, goes acoherent... hops in there... doesn't fit so well.. small comp... bleeds out into Razor's hand... and thus Razor::
<Razor> ::ba-links:: <Can you...?>
<Sypher> <Can I what? ::is feeling around::
It's very familiar in here....>
<Razor> <You can hear me, then?>
<Sypher> <Of course... I think I'm more in you than your thingie... Howda we both fit in here? ::voice is distinctly younger even mentally::>
<Razor> <That is something I have yet to figure out....> ::to T-Bone:: Okay...I believe we're fine here...
<Matrix> <Sypher? Where are you?>
<Sypher> <I'm in Jake... er... Razor... the orangy one.>
<Matrix> ::Blinks:: <You.....what's the word....merged into him?>
<Sypher> <Yes... ::sorta sends an explanation... all he knows anyways::>
<Matrix> <How.....::pauses to become acoherent:: did you do that?>
<Sypher> ::gives his best explanation::
<T-Bone> ::waits::
<Matrix> ::does as he's told...merges into the comp...and into T-Bone:: <Huh?>
<T-Bone> <It's okay... You could just move into me... >
<Matrix> <:does so:: OKay.....this...feels strange....>
<Trina> ::just blinks at it all::
<Jason> ::ditto::
<T-Bone> <It'll be okay.... You've done before...> ::glares playfully at the onlookers:: C'mon... You've all seen it before....
<Trina> ::blinks:: Okay, okay...we have....::grin:: I guess we're good ta' go?
<Razor> <::gives Sy a mental thought of assurance::>
<Jason> As long as there isn't anything else.....any questions?
<Furklaw> ::shakes head::
<Trina> ::ditto:
<Morrison> ::he's cool::
<Sypher> ::is fine, isn't probing around much, just quietly asking for the Dark Age story::
<T-Bone> <Ready to go?>
<Razor> ::chuckles and passes him thoughts of the story, pauses to say he's cool to go outloud::
<Matrix> <I'm ready..>
<Jason> Well, let's move out...time's money..

<T-Bone> Roger that...::nods to Razor::
<Razor> ::nods, and heads out, tailing behind the others walking out::
<T-Bone> ::gets up to theT-Kat and climbs in::
<Sypher> ::grins at the story, loves this::
<Razor> ::straps in, continues telling::
<Matrix> ::curls up into a part of T-Bone's mind, asks for a story::
<T-Bone> ::thinks as he starts the jet:: ::tells him the Dark Ages one too::
<Matrix> <::issa impressed, listens::>
<Jase n' Trina> ::take their cycles to the area he mentioned::
<Furklaw n' SWAT Team> ::head towards museum::
<T-Bone> ::flies to appointed place, chuckles at the kitt::
<Sypher> ::finishes story and tells Razor all about his evening.... good thing Razor can think two things at once now - kiddie chattering plus his instruments... this takes talent::
<Razor> :grins as he scans his instruments, chatters with Sy and yadda::