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Trip to England
Part Five - September 17, 1999

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: -------------------------------------------------------

Daisy Mae Everson: [ooc: and the room goes silent]

Daisy Mae Everson: [oops]

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[freaky]]

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: SCENE::"next day"

Daisy Mae Everson: [gives Simon a big Smooch]

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ---------------------------------------------------

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[grins at daisy]]

Alexander Tarquine: [[ still here ]]

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: SCENE:: It's morniing, and even thou people are bone tired the smell of good food wakes everyone

Daisy Mae Everson: *wakes from a long sleep, kisses Simon lightly on the cheek, slips out of bed and goes to shower*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ..Here..

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~when everyone comes down stairs, Justin is going of the map, has the liknon Box infront of him, and reviewing~

Christina Andrews: *sits up in bed, hugging her knees for a while, then eventually dresses and goes to breakfast.* [LOL@Alex]

Alexander Tarquine: ~sits on the floor leaning back against the bed and yawns~

Daisy Mae Everson: *comes down stairs her hair still wet and starving*

Alexander Tarquine: ~scrathes his head on his way to the shower~

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ST>>[[You come out at night that's when the energy comes and the dark side's light and the vampires roam you strut your astor wear and your suicide poem and a cross from a faith that died before Jesus came]]

Daisy Mae Everson: *goes and kisses Fater Quinn on the cheek* Morning Father.

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *rolls to the left and the right and covers his head with the pillows*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Reluctantly makes herself get up, sitting for a long time on the edge of the bed staring at the bandage on her leg. Hunger wins out and she limps downstairs.*

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~looks up brightly at Daisy, sparkling Purple eyes , but drawn, as if he lost weight~

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~Raises his dark eyes to CHRISTINA with a darling smile~ "..Morning to thee dear Child.

Alexander Tarquine: ~finishs his shower, gets dressed and heads down stairs~

Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Father Quinn, though she is worried about him* Breakfast smells good... Care to join me?

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Reaches out for the none exitant Daisy, and looks up, frowning still a little bruised* Damn i just scar

Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Christina* Morning...

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ST>> Break fast is a healthy heaping of Something, that looks like gruel, and classics of the time*

Bishop Jonah Malice [Is That a Gun, or are You Just Happy to See Me?]: *A sharp rapping on the door.*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Comes into the room with the others, rubbing her forehead and talking on the phone about her son.*

Christina Andrews: *pushes her hair out of her face and grins a little to Quinn as she sits at the table.* Morning.

Alexander Tarquine: Morning all, hope everyones feeling better ~eyes settle on the food~

Christina Andrews: *turns to Daisy and grins as well.* Morning.

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~nods his thanks to Daisy~ "..I am Fine Dear Child.. A day of rest did us all well.

Bishop Jonah Malice [Is That a Gun, or are You Just Happy to See Me?]: *A much louder punding on the door this time... followed by grumbling like distant thunder*

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Rolls out of bed, and into the shower with one movement*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Puts away the phone, and looks at the others blurrily* How long has it been?

Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles and waves a reeting to er as she is on the phone, the turns to Alex* Morning...

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: Who's at the door?

Alexander Tarquine: ~scratches his head and moves for the door since no one else is~ Hello?

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~stands and goes to the door, opening it without even bothing to look~ Malice, tis time thee arrived, .. ~Embracing the priest~..bahh this hi humanity has to go..

Bishop Jonah Malice [Is That a Gun, or are You Just Happy to See Me?]: *BLAM BLAM* Whut thuh.... y'all gonna lemme in or make an old man wait at th' door!!

Daisy Mae Everson: [greeting to her][hi malice, *hugs*]

Alexander Tarquine: ~stands there looking slow and lost as FJQ flies past him to the door~ umm okay...~heads back for the table hoping no one beats him to his seat~

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~Smiles to CHRISTINA and looks at FINNUALA, this been 18 hours so far, a day and almost a night hath passed~

Daisy Mae Everson: *Helps her self to some food*

Christina Andrews: *sits quietly, still waking up, looking to folks at the open door, then back to the table.*

Bishop Jonah Malice [Is That a Gun, or are You Just Happy to See Me?]: no scriptshi daisy.*S*] *Hugs Quinn back, gently but surley* Whel if'n th' darn pilot hadn't liketa' shook th' chicken parmesan right outta me- *pauses mid sentance in his grumbling to hug daisy and clap Simon on the shoulder with murmured greetings* Ya wouln't a had ta' wait...

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Wraps a towel about him and sits in the room, checking his scar of the day*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: QUINN> Oh. *Looks at the night sky outside.// MALICE> HEllo Bishop.

Alexander Tarquine: ~takes a seat and loads up a plate~

Daisy Mae Everson: *hugs Father Malice and kisses his cheek* Morning Father Malice, it's good to see you...

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: ..Hi, all...where are we IC?..

Justin R. Quinn/Storyteller: ~walks back to his seat, laying a hand on Alex and Christina, in comfort, before sitting down~..note, no one has seen FJQ eat in 5 days..

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[Damn parenthetical crap!!]]

Alexander Tarquine: [[ back at the cottage after 18 hours of sleep ]]

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Finnuala and them Malice* Oh sorry, Bishop Malice.

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Looks around for a phone book*

Simon Everson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *finally walking downstairs after getting dressed* That's it, I quit, I really Do. I can No longer be a Paladin with Him *points at Quinn* and claudius around .. *running his hands thru his spiky blond hair*

Daisy Mae Everson: *fixed a plate/bowl of food for Father Quinn, setting it infront of him*

Lucella Missa: *Comes out of her room wearing a terry cloth dressing gown and moves for the coffee.*

Christina Andrews: *looks up to the Father with a grin, coming about herself more and starts into eat.*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Glances at Simon* Well, you have to.

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Simon* Mornin' darlin'...

Bishop Jonah Malice [Is That a Gun, or are You Just Happy to See Me?]: *Hugs Finn with a smile* How are ya', m' girl?*S* [changing nick real quick] *Begins to unpack. It is a small suitcase, the only part he is interested in is a pair of antique .44 revolvers from the early 1900's.. They are meticulously taken care of, but he removes and begins cleaning them anyway, with the snakelike, methodical movements 1 part buddist monk performing a mantra, and one part hardened soldier.*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Blinks again at Malice, then continues looking for a phone book.*

Alexander Tarquine: ~eats the food waking up more with each mouthfull~ Morning Lucella

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Comes downstairs, wearing a T-Shirt and Jeans. She really, really, looks like s-hit. She goes straight outside, REALLY needing a cigarette.*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: MALICE> Been worse. I'm glad to see you here.

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Father QUINN with soft eyes* Now eat...

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[FJQ was booted]]

Lucella Missa: *Quirks a brow at Simon and pushes her glasses up on her nose while she sips her coffee.*

Christina Andrews: *picking more than eating, looking around to the group assembled as she munches without a word.*

Lucella Missa: *Smiles at Alex and grabs a scone* Good morning.

Daisy Mae Everson: *offers a silent pray of thanks before she eats*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Gives up on finding a phone book and looks a little revolted at the smell of the coffee*

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Sighs as she realizes she forgot to put some shoes on...she shrugs, and lets her feet get wet in the grass as she smokes, savoring the feel of the smoke going down her thoat and into her lungs...distributing the nicotine through her system...it's quite calming to her, and she needs it.*

Daisy Mae Everson: *eats like she's eating for four*

Bishop Jonah Malice: *Tall, lanky, muscular but lean man in his mid 50's. Shoulder length gray hair, close cropped gray beard and mustache. He has the eyes of a hawk, glittering and blue. His manners are that of a calloused antiquated gentleman with a west texas style. He wears a brown duster, blue jeans apparently bought recently by someone who didn't know the old man, and a black flannel shirt. Boots and a wide brimmed black hat are the only remains of his usual attire- the robes of a priest packed in the suitcase..app-3.*

Lucella Missa: *Looks at Daisy wolfing down ungodly amounts of food and smirks over her coffee.* Are you having a doctor monitor your weight? *smiling*

Bishop Jonah Malice: *Crouched over the guns as he is at the moment- though happy to see his friends business must come first- he looks a bit like a hunting eagle until he slings the duster off and onto a chair.*

Alexander Tarquine: ~continues to eat giving Daisy a run for her money~

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Leans against a counter and watches Malice, trying to not smell the food too much*

Daisy Mae Everson: Lucella>> Are you trying tell me I'm fat? *grin* Yes, I an seeing a dorctor... my weight is fine for someone carrying triplets.

Bishop Jonah Malice: *He squints at Finn concerned.* Hun, are ya' okay? *He pats the chair next to him with one strong, gnarled hand.*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†2: *Stares out the window*

Lucella Missa: *Smiles at Daisy* Okay... *teasingly looks her over with an appraising eye* If you say so. *grins and goes back to her room to put on some clothes*

Bishop Jonah Malice: *Smiles proudly at Daisy, thenflicks a glance to Simon, wondering what's got th' boy in such a hurry to split...*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†2: Malice> Yeah, getting that way. I was surprised to see you here. What brings you? *Looks grateful for his presence*

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Comes back inside, wet feet and all, and walks to the coffee, pouring herself some.*

Christina Andrews: *looks over to Daisy, shocked, and speaks quietly to her.* Congratulations.

Daisy Mae Everson: *looks at Lucella and then er own stomach feeling self conscious about her weight all of the sudden, puses the remaining food away from her*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†2: [[ST needs to go icq chat tonight. Prepare]]

Daisy Mae Everson: *smiles at Christina* Thank you. I'm Daisy by the way...

Bishop Jonah Malice: *Looks discreetly around the room to make sure no one is watching him and stands. He walks over to Finn, one pistol in his hand as though its natural there, and puts one hand gently on her shoulder with a warm, fatherly smile. He speaks in a quiet, rumbling voice* A little guy named Louis... th' boy jes' aint got no common sense, but he's aight...*smiles again, then looks deep into her eyes.* Now... tell yer old man what's been bothering you, huh?

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Looks at Alexander a moment and nods.* Morning... *Downs her coffee, making a nasty face at it.*

Daisy Mae Everson: [just as have to get going]

Christina Andrews: Daisy >> *grins a little* Christina.

Lucella Missa: *Comes back out of her room and sees Daisy hasn't eaten the rest of her breakfast and frowns.* Daisy>>I'm sorry hun. You look beautiful. Finish your breakfast. Besides are you going to take advice from a bitter single woman who has never had children? *smiles at her and gives her a little hug and moves her plate back in front of Daisy.*

Daisy Mae Everson: Pleasure to meet you Christina. *smiles*

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†2: MALICE> I was shot, that's all. It's fine. And we're all being ebbed away a bit. How are you?

Daisy Mae Everson: *returns the hug to Lucella* No, I'm fine really... my eyes were bigger then my stomach..

Christina Andrews: *nods with a larger grin, looking to both Lucella and Daisy and resumes eating again.*

Bishop Jonah Malice2: Finn>> Ah'm fine... whut are we tryin' ta do here, hun?

Alexander Tarquine: ~pats his full stomach with a content sigh~

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: *Watches the group quietly, cupping the mug in her hands.*

Daisy Mae Everson: [sorry people but I must be on my way... I ave to get ready for work]

Daisy Mae Everson: [*huggles to all*]

Lucella Missa: *Smiles at Daisy then turns her attention to Christina and pours herself another cup of coffee and a biscuit.* Christina>>How are you this morning?

Bishop Jonah Malice2: [Bye Daisy.*S* , BTW>*S*]

Alexander Tarquine: [[ see ya Daisy ~G~ ]]

Christina Andrews: [*waves* Bye Daisy...*g* ]

Sabrina Christenson †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†: [[Bye Daisy!!]]

Finnuala Rosher †Çrøwñ oƒ Šhaðøws†2: [Bye Daisy]

Christina Andrews: *looks up from her plate to Lucella and nods with a grin.* Better. Thank you for asking.

Lucella Missa: Christ>>Well you couldn't get much worse than last night. *Grins* Sorry. [[bye Daisy]]

Daisy Mae Everson: ~* gone *~

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