Nexus. Shade's Subdivision house. The Next Morning.

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((The morning after the Black Dog Wish Incident))


Lizzie: *voice is loud... and aloud?? It shatters the morning silence of the house* Oh wot the bloomin' 'ell is this??

Hans Seiderman/Jester: O.o

Lizzie: *is the sound of a crash and grumbling* Blasted jail bait indeed... *stuff being rummaged*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *still sleepy, hasn't really been sleeping well... and is now very confused... follows the sound*

plump and very busty girl: *blue hair in a messy asymmetrical bob has fallen into her snapping brown eyes as she searches through the basket of clothing that Rhinox left at the house. Is wearing a tube top and a miniskirt, and it's evident from her grouching and muttering that she's quite unhappy with the effect of the outfit*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: ... Lizzie?

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *also woke up... for that matter, everyone in the house probably was, unless they were already awake... arrives to see this and looks very confused* ... Are we contageous?

Lizzie: *squeak of surprise and hugs one of Leech's new blouses up against her chest* Don't bloomin' creep up on me loik 'at!

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *turns a bit pink, trying to look anywhere except at Lizzie... from her reaction he's not sure she's 'decent' and is not going to try to get a good enough look to be sure*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *also not looking* Sorry. We heard yelling, so I came to look. I'll... tell the others you're ok, then? ... Are you ok?

Lizzie: *looks from Jester to Pinhead, and then bursts into tears* I'm stickin' out all over th' bloomin' place 'n I dunno wot t' do about it!

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *turns even pinker, to Pinhead* I think... you should tell Leech to come here?

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *nods and heads back the way he came*

Lizzie: *finds out her nose is running and has a minor spazz about it* Wot th'... Ewww!

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *hurries over* What is the matter... Lizzie?

Hans Seiderman/Jester: I do not know how this happened...

Lizzie: Oi done it. *appealing look at Leech* But Oi dunno wot t' do now. *her outfit covered her fine as a doll, but as a human it covers very little. And the LOL that changed her helpfully gave her ripped fishnets to go with the top and mini*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *sigh and a sympathetic smile as she goes to put a comforting arm around Lizzie... and shoos Jester off with the other, as he's still standing there an interesting shade of pink and a hand over his eyes* It will be all right, dear... Go on, Jester. We girls need to talk.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *yes, this does seem a good time to retreat*

Lizzie: *winces as Jester sideswipes the door frame on his way out*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *for starters, hugs Lizzie, since Lizzie looks like she needs that*

Lizzie: *starts to lean into the hug, but then remembers her nose and pulls away* Oim leakin'.

Elsa Toulon/Leech: It's all right... *looks for a hankie or tissues* That does happen sometimes.

hankies: *in the clothing basket. Lovely undyed cotton ones*

Lizzie: Ewwww. *face creased with confusion and distress*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *fishes one out and hands it to Lizzie* Here, dear...

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *heard something about Lizzie in a state of undress, so doesn't come in, but does call out* Is everything all right in there?

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *to Tunneler* Yes, we're just fine... *sighs, quieter and to Lizzie* Though we may have to go clothes shopping. I don't think this is going to fit you.

Lizzie: *absently wipes her nose on her hand, and then looks at the blouse with dismay* It won't?

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *realises the poor girl hadn't understood what the hanky was for, uses it to wipe Lizzie's hand off with* I doubt it. There's... a lot of size difference in humans, and we're really not the same size.

Lizzie: *looks up at the taller and more slender woman and sighs* Right. Yer right, Mum. *then wibbles* Oi look loik a blasted fool.

Elsa Toulon/Leech: No, you don't. You're just confused, that's all.

Lizzie: *takes the hankie and wipes her nose again, dark eyes dropping to the floor* Don' usually stick out loik this. *glances toward the kosher kitchen as she hears Shade's voice suddenly calling in there. Knows the cat hadn't been there before*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: Well, they are supposed to stick out like that. But it does mean one of my blouses won't button up. I think we may have to borrow one of the boys' shirts, at least until we can get you something.

Shade: *hears her voice* -Leech! Leech! Kitty has something for Lizzie baby.-

Lizzie: It's okay t' wear them? *so surprised*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: Well... it would have been odd in my own time, but Susan used to wear Richard's shirts now and then. *calls back* What is it, Shade? *doesn't really want to leave Lizzie alone like this*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *still guarding outside the door* I can go find out, if you want.

Shade: *shows Leech a picture of a very nice soft leather vest with corset laces in the front and back* -Lizzie baby can wear with other clothes. Keep bumpy things tidy.-

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *is actually just old enough to remember corsets from when she was a teen* Oh dear... he's found you a corset. *knows fetching that will turn Tunneler several shades of pink, if the poor boy realizes what it is* Will you be all right here while I go retrieve it?

Lizzie: *eyes widen, but she nods, her hair falling forward over her face again*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: I'll be right back, dear. *gives her a little kiss on the forehead and goes to get the corset*

Shade: *looks up from where he's sitting by the prize and projects a picture of the garment being worn over shirts* -Kitty couldn't get any boonies.-

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *gives the cat a bit of a look at the image of it being worn over clothes* Shade, dear... corsets are underthings, not over. *chuckles at the idea, and will give the cat a scritch as she picks it up. Odd, it's not cotton like the ones she used to have long ago.*

Shade: *shows her several images of girls wearing corsets on top even as he purrs at the scritch and shares with her that he's concerned for his Lizzie baby*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *nods agreement at the concern, but is still perplexed by the girls wearing their underwear over their clothes. She's never seen that particular fashion concept, so it's really puzzling her* *she'll start heading back to Lizzie*

Lizzie: *hugging a plaid shirt and spacing out slightly as she sits in the chair that she and Jester used to spend the nights in, and used for their landing pad from the laundry chute. Short, chubby legs in knee high, spike heel platform boots are stretched out in front of her*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *goes over and hugs her, also thinking those boots look uncomfortable and perhaps dangerous since Lizzie wouldn't really be used to walking in heels... doesn't want the poor girl to twist an ankle, now that it would hurt her to do so... shows her Shade's find, but says quietly* The poor cat seems to think it's worn over a shirt instead of under one, though I have to admit I haven't seen one in leather before.

Lizzie: *looks at it blankly, but then blinks and focuses* 'At one does go over top, Mum. S'how it's done some places. *reaches to touch the soft brown leather* ...Smells nice.

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *just blinks at that a bit, but* Well, if that's where it goes...

Lizzie: *nods and rubs eyes, then makes a soft sound of surprise and looks at black streaked hands*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *stares for a half-second as well, before she realizes what it is* It's all right. I think first we'd best wash your face. Your makeup's a mess...

Lizzie: 0.o Oim wearin' make up? *that she is. Quite punk*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: Rather a lot of it, really...

Lizzie: *winces* Wot the bloomin' 'eck... *hands go toward the arms of the chair but then stop, and she's scowling and trying to use the hanky to wipe them so that she doesn't spoil the chair*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *looks in the laundry for a robe that can be used as a quick coverup until Lizzie's more presentable*

Lizzie: *pulling on the plaid shirt she'd been holding, and expressing quiet surprise when she stands and finds it falling to her knees*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *well, that works too* Come on, dear... *tries to guide Lizzie gently to the bathroom*

Lizzie: *a bit unsteady on her boots as she leaves the laundry room with Leech. Spots Tunneler outside the door and wibbles at him sheepishly*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *a bit embarrassed, but gives her a smile*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *keeps an arm around Lizzie, still worried about those boots... but doubts any of them would be lucky enough to have the same shoe size*

Lizzie: *quietly, to Tunneler* This... ain't wot Oi was expectin'.

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: Life's full of unexpected things, Lizzie.

Lizzie: Yeah. *sighs and goes with Leech*

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Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *makes his way up the human-sized steps and back to the table... and promptly gives Shade the remainder of his hamburger from earlier*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *has given up on the kareoke for a while*

Konrad Hess/Blade: *puts the other very strange cat down near Shade*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *starts to ask about the Puss In Boots... then decides this falls under Nexus Things and maybe best not to ask*

Lizzie: *meanwhile, has Perked* Missy! Yer back!

girl kitty: *looks up, golden eyes dancing* Oh, did you miss me? And... wow, you've gained weight.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *sudden interest in milkshake, as he knows better than to ever get in the middle of a conversation between two women when their weight has been mentioned*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *wondering what the talk was about, but doesn't ask.*

John Wade/Six-Shooter: *not really surprised Lizzie knows the talking Puss In Boots*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *doesn't mind the girls talking, since he doesn't need to interrupt them for this, to Blade* I think there's a critical flaw in the whole plan.

Lizzie: *just knocked off Missy's hat and is scolding her and shaking her head by one ear*

Missy: *protesting and complaining*

Shade: *eating burger and looking content*

Konrad Hess/Blade: *questioning look*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: Hands up anyone who actually wants to die. I don't mean any 'safer for the world if we were &^%^ either'.

Shade and Lizzie: *suddenly listening to Torch*

Missy: *hopping down to get her hat and kicking Lizzie on the ankle on the way*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *when this gets a whole lot of uneasy looks, and a total of no hands going up* And there's the problem. I think you'd just end up putting yourselves to sleep, and you know why that's a bad idea.

Shade and Lizzie: *exchange a look, and then Lizzie's lifting the girl kitty back up to her chair*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *after an uneasy silence follows* I told Blade that... I'm thinking of staying like this. I know that's not an option for at least some of the rest of you, probably all of you. But it means that when this is over... when we've taken care of whoever sent that crazy woman... we'll have a few more options. If nothing else, I'll be able to guard the rest of you without having the whole 'might fall asleep' problem in my way.

Shade: *rests his chin on the table and watches Torch*

Missy: *doing the same with her elbow as she pulls a half drunk milkshake toward herself*

Lizzie: *fidgeting a bit*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *sighs* I know it's a half-%*$ed solution, but it's the best idea I've got. It's a lot better than planning on dying when none of us want to.

Shade: -Actually, not half butt. Is supposed to happen.-

Lizzie: *perks, and nods*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *still puzzling it out* You... won't be one of us any more?

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *heh* I'll always be one of you. *more serious* You're the only family I have left. And this is the best way I know to make sure nothing... dangerous happens.

Lizzie: *absently reaching over to Jester again as she sits there beside him*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *puts an arm around Lizzie* We should discuss this with Decapitron and Leech.

Shade: *looks around and then calls for Leech and Decapitron again, adding some vocal calling this time too, since he senses they're closer now* *first called while he was laying with Missy by the garden, and showed the couple where the PINpoint was stored up in the cupboard*

Lizzie: *looks around when Shade starts calling*

André Toulon/Decapitron: *still examining the PINPoint as they enter the Black Dog*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *looks for the table, hearing Shade*

André Toulon/Decapitron: *when they reach the table* Is there a problem?

Shade: -No. Um.- *looks at everyone*

Lizzie: Th' blokes jes' wanna talk stuff over 'n include yeh in it.

Missy: Goodness, this is lovely. *just finished Torch's abandoned shake*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *looks to Shade* You called them earlier?

Elsa Toulon/Leech: Yes, he did.

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: Sorry about that...

Shade: *perks quizzical ears* -Kitty not interrupt anything.-

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *slight smile when she sees Jester has an arm around Lizzie*

Lizzie: *doesn't notice the smile, she's offering an untouched basket of fries to the newcomers* *yes, they're still nice and warm*

André Toulon/Decapitron and Leech: *take seats, and accept the basket of fries*

Missy: *hat is hanging on the back of her chair now. She nods politely to the newcomers, and then offers the little container of malt vinegar*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *it feels weird bringing this up again, and he doesn't want misunderstandings, even ones like the one Pinhead briefly had* I'm thinking of finding a way not to change back. That way, if nothing else, there will be someone around to guard the rest of you. None of you really want to die, so I know that's not going to work, and if you end up asleep again... *scowls slightly* Someone's got to do it, and the rest of you just aren't coping too well with being like this.

Shade: -Patty not going to change back. Is in true form now.-

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *bristles at what the cat called him* Don't call me that, Shade.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *stifled snickers*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *ignoring Torch being called a girl's name for a moment to ask Shade* Do you mean he's already not going to change back?

Shade: *looks so confused as he blinks at Patrick, but then looks at Tunneler and nods*

Lizzie: *quietly, as she absently leans against Jester* We saw it when yeh first changed. Rhinox did too.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *decides to help Shade out with the confusion* -Patty is a girl's name-

Shade: *blinks at Jester now*

Lizzie: Jes', ye remember that big orange slab 'o cat we run inta th' other day when we wos ridin' th' skateboard down t' street at midnight? Th' one that's a friend 'o Shade's?

Hans Seiderman/Jester: Ja.

Lizzie: 'At's Peaches.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: So. If that is actually his name, then it is not a problem.

Lizzie: *gently* Wot Oi'm sayin' is cats don't get it. Jes' tell 'im wot teh say instead 'o wot not teh.

Shade: o.0 -Wrong name?-

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: Look... just... forget the whole name thing, ok? I'm going for a walk. *heads out*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *sigh, facepalm* Just what I was hoping to avoid.

Shade: *sad face kitty* -Bad Shade.-

Missy: *examining the other leftover basket of fries* Yes, dear, but that's why I love you.

Shade: *will just hide now*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: Patty is a girl's name... and is not short for Patrick.

Shade: *invisible kitty* -Kitty not use bad name again.-

Hans Seiderman/Jester: It's not a bad name, it's just not the right name.

Lizzie: *distracted by looking toward the bar* Jes', yeh want anythin' else teh... OW! *looks under the table*

Shade: *paw bapped her hard on the leg* -Not right name.-

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *jumped at that 'ow', frowns a bit* This could be more complicated than I thought

Lizzie: He don't care, Shade, so it's... *moves leg* Don't yeh hit me again.

Shade: *waves tail slowly, and then goes to see if he can't apologize to Patrick*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *to Lizzie* Are you all right?

Lizzie: Yeah. *slight scowl, though she's amused too*

Missy: *swallows her bite of fry* Shade's too soft hearted to hurt someone he loves.