GLoG IV: Please refrain from kidnapping our members

[Lex-Kat]

NIL!! Judy hugs Nil. I just got here, myself. The poor girl. She must be so scared. Can I keep her?

[happyturtle]

"The other prisoner is a guy named Nomlas. He managed to convince Kaela to start blasting everybody."

((deadtime for ten minutes, as per orders... ))

[Saint Nil]

Of course Judy. It is our job to help people. But lets wait till I can have a full picture of the situation.

[Quinsar]

She is scared... Very scared.

[Lex-Kat]

Yeah!!! I have a pet. She looks at the girl, I'll call her... hmmm.

Mint. Yeah. I like the sound of that. Do you like the name, Mint?

[Saint Nil]

*hits Judy with rolled up newspaper*

Bad. We don't make people into pets.

*casts protective buffs on self for safty just in case, enters prison cell*

Hello miss, I would like to talk with you for a little while. Is that okay?

[Vespe Ratavo]

Vespe undeadtimes.

Hey Judy. Nil. Who's this?

[Quinsar]

Mint?
She looks at Nill.
Sure...

[Lex-Kat]

Ouch!! You said I could keep her. She looks at Nil with "wounded puppy" look. And, until she remembers her name, I think Mint is a really good name. What do you think, Mint? It's a nice name, right?

(((Turtle's here, too. Just give her time.)))

Judy turns to Vespe. Hello, love. Her name is Mint. She doesn't remember her own name, so I named her. What do you think?

[Saint Nil]

I said help. Not keep.

[Vespe Ratavo]

Mint's a nice name, but we have enough pets already.

And...yeah...what Nil said. Human pets are bad. And stuff.

[Quinsar]

Mint is... Nice...

[Saint Nil]

*sigh*

Okay Mint, do you know why your here?
*casts detect truth and detect thoughts*

[Lex-Kat]

See, she likes the name.

Hi Mint. Do you want to be friends? We could discover new things together. Just you, me, and Vespe. If you relax, you're memory may come back to you.

[Quinsar]

I remember nothing...
The truth. She looks at Lex.
That sounds nice...

[Saint Nil]

Okay. Well Mint, would you like to stay here a little while? You could hang out with Judy.

*detect alignment*

[happyturtle]

"Nil, all I know is that she ran in here wounded, and that my goddess thinks she's evil. I felt it better to lock her up than to take any chances."

[Quinsar]

Sure...
Chaotic evil.

[Saint Nil]

Okay, you talk with Judy a little while, okay?
*leaves to happyturtle*

Okay, she really dosn't know a thing. Personally, this could be in our favor. She's CE, but isn't it our job to fix that? I say we let her stay here, and try to redeem her.

[Lex-Kat]

Well, Turtle, when I first arrived, I was Evil, also. And look how well that turned out. Except for the whole stabbing incident, of course.

I will try to connect to her through that. Maybe we can help each other. Right, Mint?

((Deadtime for 30 min. or so.))

[Vespe Ratavo]

Vespe turns to Mint. So...what do you want to do? Are you hungry? Thirsty? Bored? Tired? Wanna go mess around with the space-time continuum? It's great fun.

[Quinsar]

She nods...

[happyturtle]

"I thought she was lying about the memory loss. But if she's telling the truth, then you're right. We should try to help her."


Turtle sighs heavily. "I'm sorry, Nil, I'm shattered. I don't want to leave you to handle this alone, but I really need some rest."

[Saint Nil]

Go ahead. We all have our limits, you focus on your wedding.
(and shipwars. You can never have to much shipwars)

[happyturtle]

Turtle hugs Nil, and goes to bed.

((deadtime))

[Vespe Ratavo]

Here, have some of this. Vespe hands Mint some leftover pizza from yesterday. It's quite delicious-looking.

[Quinsar]

Thanks..
Mint takes a bite...

[Lex-Kat]

Judy looks at Vespe, slightly hurt. There were left overs, and you didn't tell me?

[Vespe Ratavo]

Um...you never asked? I was asleep? I forgot? He holds out the box, looking very regretful. Sorry.

((Note: My little "online" light is probably going to be going on and off a lot, but I'm not deadtimed until I say so, darnit!

It may be a few minutes between responses, though))

[Lex-Kat]

That's alright. I'm glad Mint can try some. Isn't she cute. Maybe we could teach her some tricks.

Judy holds out another slice. Mint, sit pretty.