Kat (February 28th to March 11th 2001)

X-Men 2020 Role-Playing Records
The following is the story in Air Raiser's X-Men 2020 RP at http://www.oocities.org/the2020rp/.

This Role Playing thread invovles mostly Kat and Calvin in the Diner. It's basically a one character record. This thread ends on the 29th of March because of my new way of recording things, every post goes into one record of that day.

NOTE: Not every single posting was copied into this file. Only the posts that actually added to the plot line where added. I also missed a few because they went in with other records. Most of the Out Of Character (OOC) comments have been elimintaed to save space. Some of the text as been changed to combine two or more different threads. If you have any probelms with with this notify me, Sirah at the2020rp@yahoo.ca

Posted by Kat
Kat wakes with a yawn and a stretch. Her cheerful mood from yesterday had not faded and she was almost abnormally happy. She checks to make sure that she didn’t have four arms or something equally strange then jumps out of bed. Her mouth felt a little weird, but it was to be expected considering her new teeth. No new mutations in three days! Maybe it was finally over. She digs through her duffle bag and finds some jeans. She was somewhat worried about what she would do when she ran out of clean clothes, she had money, maybe she’d go to a coin laundry mat or sneak back in the house. She wanders into the employ only bathroom to wash her face. Setting out all her stuff she begins to brush her teeth, not really looking in the mirror.
As she passes by it she notices that her face is now green. Evidently the fur had crept all the way up to her face.
~ Oh well, I thought I had a record going, but I should have realized that the fur wasn’t going to stay down. I guess I would have looked funny, everything covered in fur ‘cept my head..Would have been nice though. I could have worn a hood and cloak with gloves and kept all of my mutations hidden. I could have gone out places that way.~
Then she notices something strange, and stops to peer into the mirror. Her nose looks strange. Her grip on the sink tightens, making her now extended claws leave deep scratches in the white porcelain. She had a muzzle!
A cat muzzle to be precise. It looked like some Star Trek make-up person had taken a cat muzzle and glued it to her face. Now her teeth didn’t look strange, they fit right in with her mouth now. She had a little pink kitty nose, whiskers even. They extended out to almost past her shoulders. Now the only thing that made her look even remotely normal is the fact that she still had eyebrows. Little dark lines of hair above her eyes that contrasted with the white and green fur. That and her ability to stand on her hind legs as well as her hands where the only things left that made her look human.
She collapsed to the floor with a little howl of despair. Even that wasn’t human, it sounded like a cat had got it’s tail slammed in a door. She looked like a cat with eyebrows that had hands and that decided to walk on it’s hind legs. A were-cat or something. She would never be able to go to school or out anywhere again. She sat their sobbing for awhile, then she realized that Calvin might come in to see what was wrong. With all the noise she was making she was surprised that she hadn’t woke him up already. She falls silent for a moment to listen. She couldn’t hear anyone moving about. She got up, there was no way she was letting anyone see her like this! Slipping on the wet tile she dashes into her room and slams the door. Then she dives into her bed and buries under the covers until no part of her body can be seen. Sticking her head on the edge of the bed so she could still breathe, she returned to crying...
~Why me? The ears and tail were bad.. These claws are horrible. The only thing even remotely cool about this entire thing is the fact I can stick to walls.. but I don’t want to look like a giant green kitty!!~ She sincerely hoped that Calvin would stay sleeping for awhile longer she wanted to be left to be miserable in peace..

Posted by Kat on 1/28/2001
Her ears flick as she listens to the sound of voices coming from the kitchen from her room. She was thrilled that it actually worked. She had been looking through the files on the Diner's computer she had discovered the shipping list for food supplies. She had managed to order the diner's regular shipment and it was due today. She grinned as the voices faded and the truck drove away. Dressing quickly she bounded into the kitchen and started digging through all the stuff. When she got some idea of what was there she started filing it away in cubbords. To her great pleasure she finds a massive bag of M'n'm's.
"Hehe. Great."
She doesn't have a clue why the diner would need M'n'm's, but she's not going to argue. She puts everything away, shoving stuff in various cubords. She’s glad that she doesn't really need the space in Calvin's storage room. She manages to open the massive deep freeze and shove some stuff in there too. Hunting down a small tupperware container she fills it with M'n'm's and then hides the bag away. She wasn’t letting anyone else find that.
She goes into her room and grabs her laptop and then goes out into the main dinner area. Climbing up into the roof she curls up on the pipe that hangs just above the door to Calvin's room. There are other pipes, but she wanted to make sure she was around incase Calvin needed some more aspirin or something. Besides, this way she could see everything that was going on without being seen.
She curls up on the pipe. She doesn't have enough hands so she puts the tupperware full of M'n'ms on her tail. She grins and starts typing away, eating M’n’m’s as she works.

Posted by Kat on 1/28/2001
Types away... On her computer, still lounging on the low pipe near Calvin's room. She pops another M'n'm in her mouth. It feels weird chewing with cat teeth..

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He lounges against the counter,lap-top on one side, a plastic bowl of chocolate cereal on the other.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
Bounces down from the pipe above Calvin's room laptop and container of M'n'm's in hand.

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He grins up at her.
"Got a blood rush yet?"
He brushes some drips of milk off his black jeans.
"Jeeze..."

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
"Nope. I think I'm getting used to it!"

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He laughs and hits a few keys before looking back up at the M&Ms. "Where'd ya get the Ms?"
He looks back at the kitchen, not yet having searched the new shipment.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
"I hacked into the Diner's Computer and ordered a 'regular shipment'. A massive bag of M'n'm's came with it." She grins. "I've been at them for the past day.."

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
"Dude!"
He skids into the kitchen on socks only feet and comes to a stop by slamming his hands into the fridge.
"Like, got any peanutbutter?"
He opens the door, hoping to find something with pepperoni inside.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
Skids after him, claws scrabbling on the floor. "Yeah, I think I put it in one of the cubbords!"

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He stands on tip-toes, looking for a familliar orange bag. A moment later, he comes down, holding his XXXLarge prize.
"Yes!"
He walks back over to his bowl of chocolatey milk and pours some of the candy into it, then procedes to eat it with his spoon.
"Dis es da liffe."
He mumbles through a mouthfull.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
She laughs. "Yeah!" She chomps a couple more of the candies.

Posted by Calvin
A few minutes later, he gets up, goes to his room, and comes back with chocolate syrup, the last of the nacho chips, and a pizza stick. The pizza stick goes in the microwave, and the other two items are dumped into his cereal bowl along with the chocolate milk and M&Ms.
"Dude, I just hope Dad doesnt find out about this place."

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
"Well I'm sure the last place he'd think off looking for you at is the 'mutant diner..' If he does I might be able to scare him off or something.." She looks thoughtful.

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He nods.
"Dude, he probably doesnt like, have time to come look for me anyway, had a big case or somethin coming up."
He makes a face, displaying what he thinks of his dad's 'cases'.
::Ding!::
He skids back into the kitchen to get his pizza sticks, but trips and crashes into the wall.
"Ow..."
A few scuffling sounds, and he's back on his feet, a sheepish grin on his face.
"I'm OK..."
He tries to look non chalont as he takes a bit of the pizza stick, then almost drops it, grimacing at the burn in his mouth.
"Dude! They like, need a warning on these things."
The teen quickly chugs last of the nacho/chocolate/M&M milk to cool his toung.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
She blinks. "Yeah. They should." Wonders about his sudden probelm with smashing into things.

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He coveniantly tosses the wrapper, including the large red warning printed on it, into a trash can, then goes back to rubbing his shoulder where he hit the floor the hardest.
"Dude, I gotta like, stop doing that before I like, break something."

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
She nods.

Posted by Calvin
He leans against the counter again, trying to look 'cool'.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
Almost laughs. She's tempted to tell him that it's not working.

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He runs a hand through his redish hair before pulling the black wool beanie down over his ears.

Posted by Kat on 1/29/2001
Yawns. "Well I'm heading to bed."

Posted by Calvin on 1/29/2001
He waves.
"Like, see ya later."

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
The teenager...stands at the doorway of the diner, watching the random car drive by and munching from his XXXLarge bag of peanut butter M&Ms.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
After a while of standing by the door...he cocks his head to one side and narrows one eye.
That couldn't be sirens in the distance... could it? Just in case, he ducks back out of the doorway and peeks out through a window, hoping that he's just being paranoid.

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
Is curled up in a sunbeam. She's hidden by the seat in front of her, but purring can be heard.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He jolts slightly at the sound of the purring, but gets it after a moment.
"Dude..."
He expertly tosses an M&M into his mouth and goes back to listening to the distant sirens.

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
She blinks, she hadn't realised Calvin was up. She stops immediatly and pokes her head over the edge of the booth. Her ears flicking like mad. "Are those syrens?"

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He nods and catches another candy in his mouth.
"Yup. I think they're like, getting closer or whatever."
He looks a bit worried.
"But like, dude, they wouldn't know to come here anyway, right?"

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
"Well, there's lots of other things that need the police. I doubt two run-aways living at a diner are going to be high priority..." Then her eyes widen slightly.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He nods, looking less then convinced, and suddenly rises about a foot off the ground. Closer inspection would reveal that he's now standing steadilly on his hover board.
Catching Kat's expression, he turns to look behind him, trying to ignore the sirens.

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
Nearly has a heart attack before she sees that he's ridding the hoverboard. She tries to see if the sirens are getting any closer. Then she shrugs,"Did you want some pizza? I was thinking of making some. They have those premake crust things and I found tomato sauce and stuff.. We can choose are own toppings."

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He gives a half grin and turns away from the door.
It's not getting louder Calvin, that's just your imagination...
"Pizza? Dude. You have to ask?"

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
"Well.. Yah! She stands up and walks into the kitchen to start hunting through the massive walk in fridge. "I know they're around here someplace.. Do you want to try and find the tomata sauce? It should be in a cubbord someplace.." Her ears are flicking nervously.
That sounds like it's getting closer

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He nods and pushes down sharply, causing the board to rise several feet so he can easily reach the cupboard. A few moments later, he's cracking open the lid of a large can of sauce with the can-opener on his swiss army knife.
He can't help glancing toward the window several times, the sound is definately getting closer.
OK, just dont worry, right? Lots of different um... houses and things around here.. yea...

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
She's searching through the fridge. She listens closely and slowly her ears begin to flatten to her head and her fur stands on end. Finally she finds the crusts. She finds a pizza pan and flops a crust onto it. "How many should we make?" They're the size of a normal large pizza.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
"How bout like..." He examines the tomato sauce.
"Two?"
Normally, he would have asked for a larger number, but he doesnt feel quite as hungry as usual at the moment.
The sirens continue to increase in volume, then suddenly cut off.
That's gotta be good... right?

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
Her whiskers twitch and she has a sudden urge to run to the window and peer out. "Two? Okay." She hunts through a couple more cubbords before pulling out a can. "You like mushrooms?"

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He nods and grins again, trying to appear calm.
"The works man! But like, none of those little fish things or the um..." He guestures with his hand.
"Yellow peppers. Yea."

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
"I was thinking mushrooms, ham, and bacon? I guess I'll just put it on my half. You can put everything you can find on your half. K?" Her tail is puffed up to three times it's normal size, but she too is trying to appear normal.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
"Right."
He goes into the fridge just in time not to notice a familiar (to him) grey van cruise by the diner.
"Lesse here..."
He comes out a few minutes later with a sack of pepperoni, can of olives, tomatoes, sasauge, and cheeze.
"You gotta do this in the right order dude..."
To sharp ears, the distant sound of crunching tires on gravel can be heard somewhere along the street in front of the diner.

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
She spins around like she heard a shot fired and dashes into her room at full speed. She dashes back in after, her mail tube clutched in her hands. She slings it over her shoulder in an effort to look calm.

Sure.. You're going to fend off a patrol of police by yourself..

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He starts violently at her sudden movement, spattering cheeze all over the counter.
"What the...?"
He stares at her with one eye squinted.
"Like... what's in the bag?"
His head snaps toward the window as he too hears the sound of tires somewhere up the road.
"S**t..."

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
"Something that brings me comfort." She answers distractedly.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He still looks curious, but is distracted when the grey van once again cruises into sight, and comes to a stop in front of the diner.
"S**t s**t s**t..."
He tries to duck behind the counter, but it's too late.
Mr. Rafe, a powerfull man with piercing blue eyes comes to the diner, pushing the door open as if he doesn't reallywant to touch it. He stands in the reception room for a moment, then bellows.
"CALVIN!"

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
Leaps into the piping a second before the man can see inside. Her green eyes are so wide they look like they're going to pop out of her head.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
Mr. Rafe doesnt yet see either of the two, but his face is getting rapidly red as his orders arent being obeyed.
"CALVIN! Get out here or I'll-"

Calvin closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and steps out of the kitchen.
"Uh..."

His father glares down at him. If looks could kill, Calvin'd be a corpse.
"You. Get you're things. Now."
His voice quavers with rage.

"Um... I dont think..." He's cut off as the seinior Rafe takes a breath to begin another tirade of screaming.
"Sure..."
He glances hoplessly into the piping and grabs his board. On his way to his room, he smacks into the counter, but keeps going. A moment later, he's back in the foyer carrying a backpack full of his most precious possesions. His board is shoved in one of the pockets, and his silver laptop is clutched under one arm.

Posted by Kat on 1/30/2001
Wonders if his dad is scared of mutants. She slides from the roof, following Calvin managing not to be seen.

Posted by Calvin on 1/30/2001
He stares at the ground, expression not exactly thrilled. His dad has an extremely firm grip on his son's shoulder. Calvin removes a hand from his pocket and almost imperceptibly drops a piece of paper to the ground. On it is an e-mail adress, presumably his.
"You are in such deep-"
His father's voice is cut off as the glass door swings shut.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
He glances up at the pipes forlornly as his father drags him through the dining area and out the door.

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
Swooping the paper off the floor she runs towards the diner exit at full speed. ~Why couldn't I look like Dagger or Vendetta or some one else imtimedating? Even my older look alike? A fourteen year old cat girl isn't going to scare anyone off~

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
Mr. Rafe doesn't notice the cat-girl running at him untill he sees her reflection in his van's windows.
His eyes widen, then narrow, and he throws the sliding door open.
"In the car. Now." His voice is cold as he speaks to his son, who is holding onto his laptop for dear life, but not entering the van. Mr. Rafe to the mutant, eyes filled with apprehension and anger. He doesn't seem to share Calvin's fear of mutants, but doesnt look to be too fond of them eather.
"What?"
His voice wavers slightly, but weather it's fear or anger that causes it is hard to tell.

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
She blasts through the doors and manages to clear both human's heads and land in front of them on the van's roof. It isn't a fourteen year old cat girl that lands in front of them. It's more like some egyptian godess falling from the sky. She lands neatly on all fours and stands to look cooly at Calvin's dad, her tail lashing around. She's somehow older looking, and decidedly dangerous. Her entire aspect has changed. She's practically radiating the feeling don't mess with me..

"Excuse me. Where are you taking my friend?" She says her tone is as cool as her expression. Her green eyes are glittering dangerously.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
Mr. Rafe looks more uncomfortable, but he's not used to being disobeyed (something left over from his military days).
"You're 'freind' is headed somewhere that he can learn some discipline."
Calvin's eyes widen at the sight of Kat. "Duuuude..."

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
"So you plan to send him to boot camp so that he can get out two weeks later, become 18 not to long after, then leave and hate you for the rest of his life?"
Her tone is scathing.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
Calvin nods enthusiasticly.
"Two weeks? Hardly. The acadamy I'm sending him to is a school, quite a prestigious one at that, and not some kind of camp. And trust me son, you'll thank me for this."

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
"Oh yes, I'm sure that he'll just love getting beat up, yelled at and gennerally mauled at one of your fine military establishments.. Then there's always the chance that he'll be totally useless at the military way of life and embaress you to no end.. "

She sends a kind of sorry for saying that look at Calvin, but her tone is still completely cold.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
He narrows his eyes.
"My son will continue the family tradition."
Calvin's eyes widen slightly, and he slouches against the back of the car.
Goodie... sounds like lots of fun Dad. Thanks so much for letting me go.

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
"Family tradition? Oh that's a real good reason to have him hating you for the rest of his life.. I'm sure it's a real great comfort to him as well."

"I'm sorry son, I'm sending you to be beat up it's for your own good! Besides, it's family tradition!"

She snorts in disgust.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
Calvin slaps a hand to his forehead.
"Look here young uh... lady." He doesnt sound so sure about the lady part.
"You don't have the right to tell me what to do with my son. Why are you so concerned about human affairs anyway, mutant?"

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
She smiles, showing off her canines. "I was human too once, stil am actually. People seem to forget that.. With all they're banner waving and rah rah for us... Besides, you I'm sure you do what you can for your Friends.." Her tone seems to indicate that she's not sure if he has any.

Posted by Calvin on 1/31/2001
Mr. Rafe backs up a bit further at the sight of fangs. His wilderness training taught him enough to recognize poison delivering fangs when he sees them.
"What do you want me to do, leave him here? The boy isn't... he would be able to support himself alone."

Posted by Kat on 1/31/2001
"Sure, why not? He seemed to be doing fine before you burst in. We where in the middle of making pizza.. We are in a Diner, diners sell food. I'm sure we can handle things for ourselves." At the moment she looks like a perfectly compentent adult, maybe mid 20's..

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
Mr. Rafe glances back at Calvin, but quickly turns back to Kat, looking more then a little suprised at the way she looks.
"I uh... He's a minor! I can't just let him walk the streets!"
Calvin looks like he wants to say something, but he knows better from past experiences.

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
Raises an eyebrow at him. "He isn't going to be walking the streets. He's going to be working in a Diner.. I will be there.. Consider it teen sitting, if you wish."

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
"His mother would kill me if I ever let him go like this. Did I mention it's against the law?"
Calvin squints an eye at her, wondering.

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
"Agianst the law? Funny, I hear about high school students younger then he is moving in with friends all the time. I guess they don't realise that it's against the law. I'm sure she would. How does she feel about her son being sent off to your fine military establishment?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
"She'd kill him if he did..." Calvin mutters quietly. If Mr. Rafe hears it, he doesnt give any clue that he does.
"Since when do mutants tell me what to do with my son?"
He carefully avoids her last comment, having not expected her to call his bluff.

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
"They do when they're concerned about they're friends being mauled." Kat's ear flicks slightly as she hears Calvin's comment and she almost grins. "I'm sure living in the Diner can't be any worse then being shipped out to be turned into a stiff army-type.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
"Ah... Dad? She's like, right. I wouldnt make a very good army dude or whatever..."
Mr. Rafe looks like he's about to explode.
"Y...y..."
Without any warning, he turns and opens the car door.
"If you wouldnt mind getting off my car...? I'd like to take my son home."

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
"It doesn't look to me like he's too thrilled about going. Besides, I like it up here." She sits primly and wraps her tail aorund her feet, looking somewhat smug.

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
"Go Kat!"
His father turns and gives him an incrediby peeved glare before opening the car door.
"You. Go."
He says to the teen, then opens one door and starts up the engine. One with very good hearing could make out some less then complementary comments about mutants and the promise that this isnt over with could be heard before he loudly honks the horn. Calvin stands there, looking rather stunned. His dad never gives up that easy! Unless he's more afraid of mutants then he lets on to be...

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
Peers through the windshield into Mr. Rafe's face. She shakes a finger at him,"That isn't very nice." Wonders if she should leave some rather interesting scratches carved into the roof and side of the van, but decides not to. She leaps neatly off the roof and stands calmly beside Calvin. She waves,"Buh bye now."

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001

Mr. Rafe goes on to make a few less then mature guestures before quickly driving away.
Calvin snaps out of his confusement at his dad's actions and jabs a fist into the air.
"Yes! Dude, this is so rad!"
He looks over at Kat.
"Dude, like, thanks."
He heads back into the diner, a huge grin on his face. He never heard his father's parting threat.
"Like, wanna finishe that pizza?"

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
She snorts in annoyance before following Calvin back into the diner. As soon as she steps into the diner she breaks out giggling, and suddenly she's a fourteen year old kitty girl again. "Your Welcome! I can't believe I managed to scare him off!"

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
He grins and dissapears into his room for a moment to re-distribute his stuff onto the floor.
"Wow, I'm an emaciated minor dude!"
He rather mangles the phraze.
"So like, how'd you do that anyway?"

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
She laughs,"And I'm really, really hungry cat girl!"
Her ears flick as she catches his tone," Do what? Scare him off? I can't believe he was that scared of me.. Then again he did seem to think I was older then I really am..."

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
"Well like, you did look older, I think. Then again, it could just be like, the glasses thing or whatever..."
He sprinkles more cheeze on his pizza and hums a bit of some oldie.

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
Her ears flick as she thinks hard. Then she shrugs. "No idea... Maybe.." Works on dotting mushrooms all over her half.

Posted by Calvin on 2/1/2001
He shrugs and walks over to the cupboard to see if there's any other toppings. On his way over, he glances directly at the table that he seemingly tries to walk through a few seconds later. "Dude!" He rubs his shins and bites his lower lip.
"What...?"
He stares up at the table, but his eyes arent focused on it. It's as if he doesnt even see it. A quick head shake, and he finally seems to realize what happened.
"Jeeze..."
He pulls himself up and gives a sheepish grin."Erm... oops..."

Posted by Kat on 2/1/2001
She frowns worriedly. "Are you okay? It's gotta be tough bumping into things like that all the time.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
The teenager isn't in the diner, but a small spot of blood on the table where he his his knee against a chair he broke, and a bunch of peanut butter M&Ms scattered all over the floor where he fell reveal the morning's events.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
She comes out with a massive yawn that displays her fangs quite nicely. Then she looks around to see if Calvin's up and spots the blood and the M'n'm's. "Whoa.."
~Wonder if this nose of mine actually works..~ She breathes in, trying to track him.

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
His scent is stronger outside, and once there, it seems to dissapear, unless one looks up. His scent goes straight through the air, and outside, his faint singing can be heard.
"Around the world, around the world..."
Suprisingly, his singing voice isnt all that bad. The silver and black hoverboard lies near his side.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
Her ears flick and she looks up. "Hulo up there!"

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
He abruptly stops singing. If his face was in view, it would be bright red. He doesnt usually sing seriously, especially not in front of people.
"Um... jeeze..."
The sound of scuffling can be heard, and Calvin's head leans over the edge.
"Oh, hey! Wassup Kat?"
The blush is almost off his face...

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
Almost breaks out giggling. "Nuffin much! Wassup with you?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
"Oh... ya know... nothin'. Just ah... sitting and erm... stuff. Everything's spiffy and all!"
He dissapears from sight for a moment, then reapears sitting up and wearing his black wool hat along with a black t-shirt. His left elbow is wrapped in a white Ace Bandage.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
She look sat the bandage. "Maybe you should get your eyes checked or something..."

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
"Dude, that's what I was doing yesterday. The docter dude said my eyes were like, spiffy and great or whatever."
He frowns.
"Maybe I'm just like, doomed to a life of clumsiness."
He tries to scrach his head with his left hand, but winces as he duisturbs the wound.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
Wishes she had some useful power, like healing. "That's strange. How can your eyes be great when you can't even see what you walk into..." She looks thoughtful.

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
He gives a half grin and shrugs.
"Maybe it's like, some kinda stage. Eather that or the doctor's just screwed."
He dissapears again, then gives a rather dramatic appearence, leaping off the roof and onto his hover board, wich slowly coasts to the ground.
"Like, whatever happened to that pizza?"

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
"It's half made and in the fridge.." She still looks thoughtful..

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
He nods, but doesnt look all that hungry.
"So like, now what do we do?"
Quite a broad question.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
She's still looking thoughtful. "Uh? What do we do now? I duno, go inside an finish making those pizzas?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
"Yea but..."
He stops, nods and heads inside.
Not important...
"Sounds good ta me!"

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
"But what??" She tilts her head and looks at him.

Posted by Calvin on 2/3/2001
"Like, my dad's gone and all right? So we can't just like, sit around here making pizza our whole lives, can we?"
He squints an eye and looks up at the ceiling, not much for revealing any 'deeper thinking' eather.

Posted by Kat on 2/3/2001
Doesn't quite get his question.

Ealier in the day
Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001

She jerks awake soaked in sweat from a horrible nightmare. She shudders and gets up realived that it's morning and she can get up. As she passes the mirror she peers into it. She stops for a second and stares into the mirror. ~My eyes are Icy blue?~ Her gaze travels to her hands. They're normal human hands... She closes her eyes and shakes her head. ~Not again.~ Then she opens them again and peers back into the mirror. Everythings back to normal. She blinks at the weirdness of it all.. That had been scary.. Entirely too much like that nightmare...
Now...
She sits up on top of the pipe, just relaxing and thinking.

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
The teen lies on the counter, staring up at the ceiling and using the cash register as a head-rest. He hums a few notes the the song emitting from his diskman.

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
Looks down. "Heya."

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He raises a hand and flashes 'peace'.
"Yo."
His voice is calm and relaxed, maybe a bit too relaxed? Calvin's eyes don't move a centimeter as he speaks, he just keeps staring at the same spot on the ceiling.

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She looks down at him from her spot on the pipe, wondering if he walked into a wall too hard or something..

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
Still not moving his eyes, he reaches out and grabs a peice of the pizza the two made yesterday. The cheeze on his is a bit crispy on the edges. He takes a bite before speaking again.
"Wassup?"

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
"Nothing much..Just been thinking mostly.. How about you?" Peers up at the roof, trying to figure out what he's staring at..

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/200
"Just watching. It's been here for like, a while now."
He guestures at the ceiling with a slice of pizza.
"Wacha been thinking about?"
The ceiling is a bit shadowy, so it's hard to be sure, but it really doesnt look like anything's moving up there.

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She shrugs, "Everything and anything.." She sounds somewhat troubled and is still peering up at the roof. "Whatcha watching?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
"I dunno what it is exactly..."
He points directly over his head.
"Right there."
Upon closer inspection, it becomes obvious that there really isnt anything there.

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She blinks,"Maybe my vision is going funny.." She blinks away the sudden urge to look in a mirror. "What does it look like?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
"Kinda like..."
He makes a fluttering motion with his hand.
"Kinda like a bat, but it's got 4 legs or somethin. And a neck."

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She blinks,"A neck? And four legs? Does it have wings?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He makes an affirmative sound.
"Yep. Big wings. You might wanna look out, those claws look sorta dangerous and all."

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She blinks again and looks up at the roof worriedly. "Claws?!"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He nods solemly, looking away from whatever's up there for the first time. His eyes don't quite focus on Kat, but it would take sharp inspection to realize that he wasnt really looking at her.
"He was eating a mouse earlier.
Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
"Has it moved much?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He nods again and looks back at it.
"Lots. Once it like, calms down, I'm gonna try and catch it."
Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
"Calms down?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
"This thing is like, totally hyper!"
His eyes flick rapidly past Kat's head and then back above his own.
"Jeeze!"

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
She flips backwards off the pipe to land bristling beside him. It was a move that looked like it should have belonged in a spider man comic..
"Where did it go now? Are there any more of these things?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He missed the move, but quickly stands up.
"Awe, man!"
He hops off the counter and leans there too causually.
"It flew off. Somethin must have scared it."

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
Her ears are twitching in annoyance.. "Me maybe.." She practically growls. The something hits her and she eyes him. ~He had better not be teasing me...~

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
He looks genuinely dissapointed.
"I dunno."
He looks down, but his eyes remain somewhat unfocused.
"Wonder if they get those often around here."

Posted by Kat on 2/7/2001
"Who knows... I don't think I've ever seen anything like what you just described..."

Posted by Calvin on 2/7/2001
"Seriously? That's like, weird."

Polishes his board...
Posted by Calvin on 2/15/2001
slowly, thinking idly.

Posted by Kat on 2/15/2001
A muffled hiss comes from Kat's room.

Posted by Calvin on 2/15/2001
He halts abruptly at the hiss and cautiously walks toward the girl's room.
"Uh... Kat?"

Posted by Kat on 2/15/2001
A couple more annoyed hisses and an exasperated growl.

Posted by Calvin on 2/15/2001
He gives a tentative knock on the door.
"Erm... hello?"

Posted by Kat on 2/15/2001
One more growl then a rather sheepish greeting. "Um, hiya Calvin.. Com'on in..."

Posted by Calvin on 2/15/2001
He uncertainly pushes open the door.
"Like... what's goin on?"

Posted by Kat on 2/15/2001
Is sitting at the computer, a game on the screen... She looks rather sheepish...

Posted by Calvin on 2/15/2001
"Like..."
He paces over, trying to see what game it is.

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
The diner door swings back and forth as Calvin bats it from side to side.

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
A somewhat annoyed looking Kat leaves the office and peers inquiringly at Calvin.

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
"Wassup Kat?"
He continues to bat the door from hand to hand, staring off at the wall beyond.

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"I'm getting my but kicked on Battlenet, but other then that... Not much."
Her tail twitched in annoyance.
"What's up with you? See anymore of those bat things?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
He gives a half grin and nods.
"No dude. I like, havent seen it since that day."
He frowns and lets the door swing closed.

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
Doesn't know whether that's good or bad. "Ah."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
He sits down at a table and gives a rather large yawn, looking very tired.
"Like, find any worthy challengers on Battlenet?"

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"Well, I'm a match for most people, but there is one guy on there that seems to pop up every time I'm on and
derive great pleasure from soundly trashing me."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
Gives a slight wince.
"Bummer. Ever try... distracting him?"
He gives a rather tired parody of an evil laugh.
"When hackers go bad."

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"Yeah, it didn't work. He must have a one track mind or something.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
He laugh and pulls himself up off the bench. A few minutes later, he's eating dry coco puffs out of a bowl.
"Like, what if you messed up his drive so he couldnt attack?"

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
Her ears flatten to her head.
"I tried that too... The guy has a serious firewall protecting his computer. I suppose I could crack it, but it'd take me
awhile.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
He nods.
"Yea, that would be like, a lot of work. You could always just fall back on insults."
His eyes look a little spacey.

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
Peers at him, but keeps the conversation going. "Tried that too.. He sat there laughing at me. "

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
"Jeeze... what a rock."
He steps forward and goes out of his way not to run into... nothing.
"What's his name?"

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"Paradox.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
He scrunches his eyebrows, the name seems to ring a bell.
"Dude, that sounds really familliar for some reason."
((*lol!*

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"Really? It's probably some mutants call name around here.."

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
"Yea, that might be it."
He gives a big sigh for no aparent reason.
"Dude, is it just me, or is it really tired in here?"

Posted by Kat on 2/19/2001
"Really tired in here? How so?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/19/2001
"I dunno. I just..."
He shrugs and sits down again, leaning his head on the table.

Posted by Calvin on 2/20/2001
He blinks sleepily, and looks over the room with slighly spacey eyes. He seems to have forgotten that Kat was in the room.

Posted by Kat on 2/20/2001
Waves one of her clawed hands in front of his face and peers worriedly at him.

Posted by Calvin on 2/20/2001
He doesnt move at first, but then shakes his head and looks up at the girl.
"Woah... Hey Kat."
Posted by Kat on 2/20/2001
"Um, Hi..."

Posted by Calvin on 2/20/2001
He attempts a smile, but soon begins to slip back into staring-off-into-space-oblivious-of-everything-mode.

Posted by Kat on 2/20/2001
Peers at him worriedly. "Are you okay?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/21/2001
He snaps back to attention.
"Wha..? Oh. Oh yea, fine."

Posted by Kat on 2/21/2001
Just blinks at him. "You sure?"

Posted by Calvin on 2/21/2001
He doesnt seem to hear her...

Posted by Calvin on 2/21/2001
He sits obliviously at a table, head resting on the surface in front of him.

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
He lies detatchedly against the counter, eyes closed.

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
Is somewhat worried. She wonders absently if landing a flying leap on the counter beside his head would wake him up.

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
He mutters slightly, but nothing readily audible.

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
Her ears flick as she walks over and tilts her head to try peering into his face. "Yo?"

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
He jerks startledly and shakes his head to clear it.
"Ah, hey Kat."
His voice is a bit flat.

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
Blinks at him. "Hey Calvin."

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
"Wasssup?"
Slow blink.

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
"Nuffin much, except.. There was two ladies here the other day... and a scientist..."

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
"Dude... girls and scientists... it's alll good..."

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
She blinks,"For you maybe.. but if they see a certain green cat girl, I'm gona be lab-meat before you could say yo.."

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
"Dude... that's like, bad. Maybe you should like..." He seems to be deep in thought.
"...Hide or something."

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
"I did. I hope he doesn't come back.."

Posted by Calvin on 3/1/2001
He makes an effort to nod.
"Like, as soon as I get up, we can like, hook up a surveliance system or whatever..."

Posted by Kat on 3/1/2001
Resists making a comment on how likely him getting up is. "Sounds good."

Flinches
Posted by Calvin on 3/6/2001
violently in his coma-like sleep. The teen's skin is hotter then ever and his face is ashen. He mutters quietly, sounding almost awake.

Posted by Kat on 3/6/2001
Wanders out looking worried. She checks on his condition. Scampering into the kitchen she comes back out with a new cloth and a glass of water.
"Calvin? Are you awake?"

She thinks hard
Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
About how she can get Calvin some medical help.

"Eurika!"

~I've got my equipment bag and his hoverboard, but where am I gona take him? My family doctor, Dr.Smith? Or uncle Bob, or the hospital.~

~If I take him to Dr.Smith I'm gona have to wait until daylight and I can't use the equipment bag and the hoverboard. It would cause too many questions, not to mention the fact that I would be seen... Not to mention the fact that it's all the way across town.~

~Maybe if I took him to Uncle Bob's? I could use the hoverboard and go at night so there's less chance of me being seen. That might work..~

~There's no way I could use the hoverboard for the hospital either. There's also the problem of me being seen... Maybe If I wore my navy blue bunny hug. If I kept the hood up I wouldn't be seen. But how do I get there?~

~A cab maybe? I could use it to get to Dr. Smiths too.. Or the bus! I could use the bus.... I have lots to think over~

Posted by Calvin on 3/7/2001
He still lies on the couch, ovlivious to everything. A sheen of persperation covers his face. After tossing and turning a bit, he opens his eyes slightly, but it doesn't look like he's seeing anything.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
She looks down at him. "Calvin?" She runs to get another wet cloth.
~Or maybe I would ask one of the more normal looking mutants to take him.. Karma or Monotoya maybe?~
She starts dabbing the sweat off his face.

Posted by Calvin on 3/7/2001
He begins to mutter, but it ends up sounding like more of a moan.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
"Oh no.."
Whatever she was going to do she was gona have to do it fast before she accidently killed him. She tries giving him some water.

Posted by Calvin on 3/7/2001
His grey-green eyes stare blankly at the space in front of him, looking almost calm.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
Tries dribbling some more water into his mouth before spinning around, teeth bared to face the strangers.

Posted by Zarilon on 3/7/2001
speeds down the road toward the diner, the jagged neon green lightning bolts painted to it's side reflect in the sunlight, making the whole thing look like a blur. She brakes hard in front of the diner, bringing the cycle to a screeching halt. The female figure gets off the bike and watches the diner for a moment. She's dressed in a sleeveless, form fitting black leather shirt and tight neon green hip hugger pants. Her army boots crunch on gravel as she paces up to the diner and takes off her black helmet, revealling her black streaked neon green hair.
The figure pauses in front of the door, looking through the glass at the inhabitants within before stepping inside.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
Turns to look, her teeth bared. When she sees the green streaked hair of the lady she calms down a tad, although her ears are still flattened to her head and her fur is standing straight up. Her hand is hovering near the opening in the mail tube and the lid is poped off.

Posted by Calvin on 3/7/2001
The water drips off his lips, splashing onto the floor. He notices another prescence in the room, but is too out of it to care, let alone resopnd.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
One of her ears flicks back in responce.

Posted by Zarilon on 3/7/2001
She cocks an eyebrow at the other and a measuring look takes over her features.
Maybe this is one of the leaders...
"I'm Zarilon." She leans back a bit, waiting for an answer.

Posted by Calvin on 3/7/2001
He moans again, eyes widening.

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
One of her laid back ears flicks once before settling back to her head. "I'm Kat. " She still seems hostile and is standing protectivly in front of the almost comatose Calvin. "What do you want?"

Posted by Zarilon on 3/7/2001
She raises the other eyebrow, then notices the boy on the bench.
Disregarding the other's question, she looks down at him with glowing eyes that match the neon green streaks in her hair.
"What happened here?"

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
"He collapsed." Her hand is still hovering near the mail tube.

Posted by Zarilon on 3/7/2001
She comes even closer and kneels near the boy's side, checking for injuries.
"Can I help?"

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
"I don't know, can you?"

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
Worries, wishing that these two bozos would leave.

Posted by Zarilon on 3/7/2001
She stands up and looks at the other eye to eye.
"Maybe we should get him to a hospital or something. I don't know if we can help him in this state."
She thinks back on her nurse training. Nothing she had ever seen before was quite like this, but she has a hunch...

Posted by Kat on 3/7/2001
"That's what I was gona do. Although I was trying to figure out the solution to some probelms...." One of her ears and her tail flicks pointedly..

(ooc: There is a bit of Role Playing between the 7th and the 11th that has been put in another thread. It invovles Vendetta and Moon trying to Heal Calvin. For Details check the Healing Calvin Thread.)

Continues along with Calvin,
Posted by Reptileya on 3/11/2001, 6:52 pm
leaning over a building to peer cautiously at the surroundings. She glances over her shoulder at him, and looks satisfied to know that he is still asleep.

~Lets just get this over with.~
Posted by Reptileya on 3/11/2001, 7:03 pm
With a deep breath, she grabs Calvin's arm and lifts him over her shoulder while jumping down to a lower window ledge. Stumbling, she catches herself by grabbing a certain within the open window, then quickly makes another jump to the ledge across the street, which is the second story of the large hospital. Becoming tired with the teenager's heavy weight, she climbs down the rest of the way, then runs to the front, nearly throws the body infront the door, and takes off before the many people who have seen her can ask any questions.

Posted by Inside the hospital... on 3/14/2001, 8:12 pm
A nurse runs over to the boy on the carpet and kneels by his side. It takes less then a moment for her to notice the severe road burn and cuts all over the boy; results of being dragged. Her eyes widen at the feel of his incredibly hot skin. The boy’s shallow breaths and irregular heartbeat add too the problems of the situation.
"Someone get this kid to the ER! Hurry!"
A few minutes later, pair of doctors wheeling a stretcher load him up and run toward one of the emergency treatment offices.

Hours later, Calvin lies on a bed in a recovery room, still unconscious and hooked up to an IV. He's bandaged and stitched in several places, but his temperature is beginning to go down.
A doctor leans in the doorway, gazing at the boy with slanted black eyes. The doctor's short black hair is tied back in a practical bun, keeping it out of her oriental features. She turns and paces down the hallway, thoughtful expression on her face.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 8:18 pm
Wakes up shortly after Reptilya hauls Calvin out of the Diner. She goes out to check on him, bringing along the bottle that Memory gave her. She looks around, not finding him she begins to search the Diner. Not finding him she nearly freaks. Hunting around the booth where she saw him last she picks up a bit of his scent and follows it out into the street, pausing to pull up her hood. She's surprised, but glad when it goes up one wall. She follows it to the hospital. Clinging to the wall she peers into one of the windows...

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 8:25 pm
She leans on the post of the hospital's main door, peering at each person that walks by.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 8:27 pm
Ducks as she sees all the people. She flattens her ears and peers over the egde of the windowsil. If she was lucky, no-on would look out the window.

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 8:43 pm
She cocks her head to the side as if to say 'dont move'. The woman dissapears inside the door and , she appears in the window near Kat a few minutes later, watching with her tilted black eyes.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 8:45 pm
Nearly panics. She scoots around to the top of the window and then peers down at the Doctor.

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 8:47 pm
She peers up, hands on hips.
"I assume you're here about that boy?"

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 8:53 pm
She blinks. "Um, maybe, what does he look like?"

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:00 pm
"Reddish-blond hair, grey-green eyes, tall, a skateboarder from what he says in his sleep. He didn't have any ID on him." She doesnt seem to be the least bit alarmed by talking to a green person.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:01 pm
"Um, yeah. That's him. What happened? How is he? Where is he? How did he get here?"

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:07 pm
She gives a slight laugh.
"Slow down, one at a time. He's still rather sick, but recovering steadilly. He's in one of the recovery rooms, I'm not sure if he's concious yet. As to how he got here... no one quite knows. Some standers-by say a flying girl dropped him off here, but I dont know..."
She pauses, wondering how to answer the first question.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:09 pm
Flying Girl? That would certainly fit with the fact that she walked up a wall...
"So what was wrong with him?"

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:13 pm
"It's somewhat complicated..."
She motions into the room.
"Would you like to come in?"
The woman digs in her pocket, searching. Finally, her hand emerges with a peice of paper.
"You might say he's allergic."

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:16 pm
"Um, no thanks. I feel much better out here."

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:21 pm
She nods.
"All right."
She scans the paper again before continuing.
"I've never seen a case like his before. It seems he's allergic to mutant powers, sort of." Her thin eyebrows knit into a frown.
"It's very strange."

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:28 pm
She blinks. It sounded like Calvin was having a allergic reaction to her. She knew people were allergic to cats, but this was ricidulus.
"What?"

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:31 pm
"Strange, I know. For some reason, it seems that his bloodcells react very badly when mutant powers are used in abundance. No one on the staff has seen anything like it before. I'm trying to find some kind of medication that could help him with this."
She pauses thoughtfully.
"Where has he been staying recently?"

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:33 pm
"At the mutant diner...."

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:43 pm
Nods.
"That would explain his current condition then."
She frowns. "You're a freind of his, I assume?"

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:45 pm
"Yeah."

Posted by The doctor on 3/14/2001, 9:53 pm
"If you want to see him...?"

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:54 pm
"Is there a window that opens in his room?"

Posted by The woman on 3/14/2001, 9:56 pm
"Yea, it's on this floor, go around to the other wall and count twenty one over. I'll meet you there."
She turns and begins to head over there.

Posted by Kat on 3/14/2001, 9:59 pm
Scampers over to the other side and peers causiously into the room.

Posted by Calvin on 3/14/2001, 10:05 pm
He lies on the bed among rumpled sheets. He seems to have regained most of his color, and his eyes are just barely closed.
The doctor paces in, looking at the boy.

She walked
Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 6:28 pm
carefully looking around her without seeming like she was, and stepped into the diner. Her short black hair was pulled back, and her chinese/japanese features protrayed a serious and mature woman of about twenty, though her dark eyes held a depth to them that only someone of her 2019 years had. She was short, but she looked strong and agile.
She nodded to Kat and looked inquiringly at the wolf who was now a woman.

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 6:30 pm
Waves back.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 6:33 pm
A small smile tugged at the corner's of her mouth, and she raised an eyebrow at the other woman, waiting for her to say something. But that was all. However, if one were to look at her posture, you would notice the posture of someone who had been raised to stand up straight and tall and with the ambience of being in complete control over herself.

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 6:37 pm
Grins and flicks and ear back towards the phone in the kitchen.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 6:39 pm
Ignoring the other woman for a second, she asked, "How's Calvin?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 6:40 pm
"In the Hospital. Some mutant that I don't know hauled him out of the diner across a couple of roofs and dropped him in the E.R..."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 6:51 pm
"Really." She doesn't seem as surprised as she should. "Do the docters know what's wrong with him?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 7:02 pm
"He's Allergic to mutants."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 7:08 pm
She blinked, but that was all. "Interesting....And I assume they are working on a way to alleiviate his allergies?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 7:13 pm
"Yeah I think so."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 7:19 pm
Her eyes widened as two sudden memories fought to take over her consciousness--one of a murder--one of suicide. She barely stopped herself from gasping and quickly regained control over her own mind.
She blinked a couple times then turned back to Kat. "Good. I'm glad they are actually helping someone."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 7:27 pm
"Yeah."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 7:29 pm
She fell silent, turning to continue a few conversations with the others....

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 7:42 pm
Listens to everyone else.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:09 pm
Turning back, she asked, "So have you gotten used to your ears and tail yet?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:14 pm
"Well, it takes a bit of getting used to."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:16 pm
She nodded and fell silent, trying to shake off the feeling of deja vous she got whenever she looked at Kat.

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:21 pm
Flicks an ear at her.

Blinks
Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:27 pm
When something comes crashing through the window.
~Drat, I just got that fixed!~

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:31 pm
After the brawl that follows, Memory quickly tranquilized RedHawk and helped NightWolf regain breathing....(just ta some it up)
Turning back to Kat she said, "Looks like there is some more cleaning up to do...."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:32 pm
"Yah."
~Drat him, why couldn't he just come through the door?~

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:34 pm
She looked over the mess of glass. "Do you happen to know where the brooms are kept? And dustpans? We're going to have to sweep that glass up before anyone falls and cuts themselves...."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:36 pm
"Yeah." Hurries down the hall to the broom clothet that happens to be right near her room. She hauls out a couple of brooms and comes back and starts to sweep.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:40 pm
She takes the other broom and sweeps also, sweeping the glass into a pile.
She glanced at the window. "I could probably blow glass for another window, it is probably cheaper if I do, rather than buying one...." she thought aloud....

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:43 pm
She looks at it. "Don't worry about it. I can probably get my uncle to fix."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:44 pm
"Does he know about your mutanthood?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:47 pm
"Well, the last time he visted the ears made it more then a little obivous... Besides, he's one himself.."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:50 pm
"It's always good to have a mutant family member."
A sudden memory flashes into her consciousness before she could surpress it. A murdered girl--murdered by her aunt who hated mutants....

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:51 pm
"I didn't know until he showed up.."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 8:56 pm
She snapped back into "reality" as Kat said something.
"Are your parents mutants, too?"

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 8:58 pm
"I have no idea. I was adopted..." She blushes, but you can't see it under the green fur.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 9:01 pm
"Oops, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry...." She looks genuinely embarrassed, but it is mixed with pain as she remembers something else....

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 9:03 pm
Looks up from her sweeping and flicks an ear at her.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 9:09 pm
She wondered at the ear flick, but continued to sweep the glass into her dustpan.
"...If I ever say something offensive just let me know...."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 9:15 pm
"Trust me, my ears or tail will give me away if you do.." Wonders what that other emotion mixed in there and flicks her ear again.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 9:17 pm
She smiled, but it was a small one, as her smiles always were. "Thank you."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 9:19 pm
Isn't sure what she's being thanked for.. "Your Welcome."

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 9:23 pm
She saw the slight confusion on her face but decided not to explain further. It was always good to be told when you were offending someone.
She picked up the dustpin and emptied the broken glass into a trashbin, then put her broom away. Coming back out, she inspected the broken window as if measuring it.

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 9:26 pm
Looks at the window as well.

Posted by Memory on 3/16/2001, 9:29 pm
"Hmm...It looks like this window has been broken before and been replaced."

Posted by Kat on 3/16/2001, 9:32 pm
"Yeah, Kinda.."

In the diner...
Posted by The Phone on 3/18/2001, 3:25 pm
The phone rings loudly.

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 3:27 pm
She jumps as it rings and then pounces on it, fumbling for the reciever. She leaves serveral long scratches on the plastic. Her oops can be heard as she looks at them sheepishly. Doing her best to calm down she says,"Hello?"

Posted by The Phone on 3/18/2001, 3:32 pm
The voice of the doctor from the hospital answers from the other side of the line.
"Kat Tanner, I persume?"

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 3:46 pm
She blinks as she hears her real name. "Um, yeah...." Her tone is warry.

Posted by The voice on 3/18/2001, 3:51 pm
"It's about Calvin."
Her voice is flat, betraying nothing.

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 3:53 pm
"Yeah?" Her voice is completely flat as well.

Posted by The voice on 3/18/2001, 3:59 pm
"We've been doing some testing to try and find out the extent of his allergy. The results were... interesting. We have found, however, that it is possible for him to be around mutants when there are not large amounts of mutant energies in use."
When she pauses, the sound of clinking instruments can be heard.
"He's fully awake now, so visitation is possible."

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 4:01 pm
"Interesting?" She thinks his over. Then the last bit registers. "He's awake?"

Posted by The voice on 3/18/2001, 4:06 pm
"Yes. He's been insisting that he want's his sixty-four back..."
The sound of more clinking, then running water.

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 4:07 pm
Sixity four?
"Ah. So it would be okay if I visited?"

Posted by The voice on 3/18/2001, 4:12 pm
An afirmative sound.
"When should I expect you?"

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 4:17 pm
"Give me twenty."

Posted by The voice on 3/18/2001, 4:32 pm
"I'll be waiting in his room. You remember where it is?"

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 4:37 pm
"Yeah. Bye." She clicks the phone back into the rest without waiting for a reply. Making sure that her hood is up she slips out into the daylight. Keeping her head down she walks into an alley. Making sure that no-one is looking she climbs the wall. She uses the buildings as a road to get to the hospital. Clinging to the wall she peers into Clavin's room.

Posted by The hospital on 3/18/2001, 4:40 pm
Calvin lies on the bed, looking slightly annoyed. He looks much healthier, if a bit pale. The teenager is dressed in a hospital robe, his hair is uncombed, and his various neclaces, chains, and armbands lie on the bedtable next to him.
Cartoons play silently on the TV screen on the other side of the room.
The door is cracked slightly, shielding the doctor from the boy's view.

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 4:42 pm
Taps on the window, hoping to attrach his attention. She's clinging to the side of the building above the window and is upside down as she looks in.

Posted by Calvin on 3/18/2001, 5:24 pm
He turns his head slowly toward the window. When he spots Kat, a huge grin comes over his face, mixed with a look of relief to see anyone other then doctors wanting to do more tests.
"Kat!"

Posted by Kat on 3/18/2001, 5:26 pm
Makes a shush gesture and tries to find the catch on the window so she can get in.

He motions
Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 9:32 pm
to the far left edge of the window, held by two latches with inside and outside latches. Why? The world may never know. Calvin's still grinning, incredibly happy to see someone who doesn't want to take his temperature or give him an injection or do tests.

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 9:34 pm
Flicks open the catch, digging her claws into the frame she pops it open and slips inside. She stands a short distance away as if wondering if she might contaminate him...

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 9:37 pm
"Dude! Kat!"
His voice is kind of raw, making him sound kind of strange.
"I haven't seen you in like... a long time!"
The nurse at the doorway stays just out of sight, ever vigilant.

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 9:38 pm
She nods her ears flicking madly. It's obvious that she's a little nervous..

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 9:43 pm
His grin fades a little.
"Wassup?"
Sounds slightly confused.

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 9:48 pm
"Nuffin much. I woke up and there's a whole bunch of mutants lying all over the diner. I'm trying to figure out how I managed to miss such a big party.. My room isn't that far away..."

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 9:49 pm
"Dude... first I end up in the hospital, now I miss a party? What next, they steal my board?"
He gives a slight laugh.
"They won't even give my my 64. Lady doesn't know what it is."
He makes a face at the door, unaware of her prescence.

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 9:53 pm
She laughs quietly. "Well, N64's are kinda old... They where going out when we were born."

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 9:57 pm
"Dude! I have like... edition like... nine man."
Smirks. "One of Dad's 'Sorry I wasn't at your birthday, Son. Have a party and here's a present' gifts."
Rolls his eyes.
"Hey, have you talked to that like, doctor lady person?"

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 9:58 pm
"Kinda.. Why?"

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 10:02 pm
"Did she say what like..."
He looks kinda uncomfortable.
"Did she say why I'm in here or anything?"

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 10:03 pm
Raises an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, didn't they tell you?"

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 10:07 pm
Sits up a little and shakes his head.
"Naw. They keep ignoring me and stuff when I ask."

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 10:09 pm
"Well, aparently you're allgeric to mutants..."

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 10:15 pm
Starts coughing.
"I'm alergic to WHAT?"

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 10:17 pm
"Mutants... Or to be specific, mutant powers..."

Posted by Calvin on 3/29/2001, 10:26 pm
"But I can't... you... Dad said..."
The female doctor chooses this moment to sidestep the nurse at the door and enter the room.
Calvin glares at her.
"I'm allergic to mutants!"
His froggy voice is accusing.
"Not persicely."
"But-"
"Mutant powers. If mutant's use powers around you, you end up with a reaction."
"Like that's a lot better. What am I gonna do?"
"I can't decide that for you, but I would suggest that you get back to sleep before you over-exert yourself. All my hard work would be wasted. Kat, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Calvin needs some rest. He's going to have a few hard days in rehab coming up."
Calvin looks exasperated, but lies back tiredly on the pillows.

Posted by Kat on 3/29/2001, 10:27 pm
She nods. "Um, sure... I guess I'll be back later this week or something.. Cyas Calvin.." She disappears out the window.