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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later

Shade: *as he carefully nibbles his dessert* -And then Roach baby get on board and go. NO PASS! Kitty laugh too hard.-

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *once he can manage to stop laughing long enough to talk, says* I wonder if they make little bitty Gandalf costumes for Halloween?

Lizzie: Yup. Oi've seen 'em fer smaller blokes 'n Roach. *studies a strawberry with curious interest*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *thinks he probably won't want to bother with Halloween for a few years. He's spent over a decade 'dressed up' as something weird, and it might take a while to get used to being himself again*

Roach: *jabbers in response to his name, and then goes back to clicking at his energon animal crackers as he sits pretty in the beautiful little wooden doll high chair that was bought for him at the mall*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *just gives this a smile. But now that she's more certain the new 'baby' really IS a baby she's going to be a lot more careful to make sure he's not left unattended. Which she knows could get problematic with what they still have to do*

Lizzie: *bites strawberry. Meeps as she winds up with juice going down her chin* 'Ow th'... it don' even got no skin teh pop!

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *offers her a napkin*

Lizzie: *thanks him and wipes her face, then checks her shirt and grouches as she pushes her chair back* 'Scuse me. Oi gotta go fix sommat. *sets the berry down*

Shade: *quizzical look for Lizzie, and then looks to his wife, who shrugs with puzzlement*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *also unsure as to why Lizzie's angry, but is busy helpfully putting empty dishes in the sink*

Lizzie: *heads out of the room. Is heard going down the stairs a few moments later, and then when she comes back she's wearing a different shirt under her leather corset* *grumbles all the way back*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *taking his own plate back to the other kitchen*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *watching Roach and making sure the little guy doesn't drop any cookies playing with them*

Roach: *clicks with each hop that he makes a cookie do, and then tosses it into his half empty bowl and laughs before tipping his head back to look at Leech. Ate half of what he was given, and is full, happy, and ready to visit now*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *smiles and will give the little phone a careful pat on the head*

Roach: *gleeful storm of clicks, chirps, and bits of ringtones*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *chuckles at this*

Lizzie: Wot're yeh doin', yeh lil' scrap? *grins quizzically at the little transformer as she checks her seat before sitting again*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: Roach is really a baby, isn't he? Who's going to watch a baby when we go back?

Hans Seiderman/Jester: Well, Lauren isn't dead yet, and she's as much trouble sometimes.

Shade: *intent on his plate* -Kitty have babysitter here. Bring baby after blick stop hitting fan.-

André Toulon/Decapitron: That might be for the best.

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *nods, but pets little Roach again*

Roach: *reaches up and catches the nice lady's hand with both his small ones. Tries to pull himself up out of his chair by it, but Lizzie tied him in. Angry little sounds*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *reaches to untie him so she can pick him up*

Roach: *instantly happy again, and softly playing her some German heavy metal*

Lizzie: *gives him a disbelieving look over the last bite of her strawberry*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *has returned after putting his plate away*

Lizzie: *checks her plate, and then looks up and asks to be excused from the table. Did this earlier at the mall food court too*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *just nods* Go on, dear.

Lizzie: *grins, and then the grin widens a bit when she sees how cute Roach looks where he's clinging to Leech's hand and cuddling it* *gets up and brings her plate to the sink to rinse it before putting it into the washer*

Erstwhile puppets: *talking quietly about various plan details- whether the police might end up looking for Peter, how to best snoop into things without official nuisance, how to make sure Lauren wasn't targeted as well just for knowing them, etc*

Shade: *looks up from washing his plate and licks his lips* *thoughtfully* -Babies think Lauren miss them?-

Konrad Hess/Blade: She might, but...

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: I'd be more worried about her being the one to find... well, any bodies.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *a nod* And if Sutekh is involved somehow, she could end up in the hospital again.

Shade: *looks up worriedly* -If her in danger, kitty will get. Otherwise kitty sits and waits for babies.-

Lizzie: 'E means it's all yer show. But if yeh want 'im teh get th' lady 'e will.

Hans Seiderman/Jester: That's just it. We don't know if she is.

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: She knows about us. But that woman that came, she's dead now. So she can't go after Lauren. But we don't think she was alone. Peter heard someone else, but they got away.

Shade: Hrrrrm.

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *bit of a frown* We've been here for about two years, I think. If time's passing at home, then we're already too late. And if not, she's just as safe there as here.

Shade: -Yup.- *his plate is suddenly on the floor, and then he jumps down from his chair and pushes it over toward the dishwasher with his head*

Missy: *shakes her head at uncooth husband*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: It... doesn't feel right to me to think that... that things have changed while we were gone. I know it sounds silly, and possibly arrogant... but... Sometimes it just feels like that winter hasn't ended. That it never will until... things are finished. *knows that could also be interpreted other ways, as an aspect of loss, but isn't sure how else to put it*

Shade: *comes back and rubs against Jester's leg, purring thunder*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *just picks up and hugs Shade*

André Toulon/Decapitron: We should plan for either possibility.

Konrad Hess/Blade: I suppose the best we can do is hope we don't return and find we've missed a couple centuries instead of a couple of years.

Missy: Mercy forbid. The Nexus doesn't work that extremely. *thoughtful look, and then hops down and walks over to put a hopeful paw on Jester's leg and purr softly herself*

John Wade/Six-Shooter: I think I'm gonna turn in. See you in the morning.

Lizzie: *looks out the window, where dusk is just starting to gather, then looks at Six-Shooter with concern* Yeh alright, gramps?

John Wade/Six-Shooter: Just fine, Miss Lizzie. But it's been a long day.

Lizzie: Awww. *gets up and goes over to him, lifting and handing Missy to Jester along the way around the table*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *can't actually pet now due to armloads of large cats*

John Wade/Six-Shooter: *already got up from the table, was just waiting*

Lizzie: *give the old Texan an impudent grin, and then gives him a gentler version of the squishes she's wont to do*

John Wade/Six-Shooter: *hugs back* See you in the morning, Miss Lizzie

Lizzie: *looks up with another grin* Oi wanna ride in yer chest pocket after Opa's done upgradin' me.

John Wade/Six-Shooter: *chuckles and gives her a pat on the head* We'll see.

Lizzie: *snuggles close with a sigh, and then lets him go* Yeh gonna sleep in 'at chair again?

John Wade/Six-Shooter: *nods*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *also out of her chair, still holding onto Roach as she sees about getting dishes in sink and things cleaned up*

André Toulon/Decapitron: *goes with Blade to get a look at the alchemy setup*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *now giving the dishwasher uncertain looks, as she's never used one*

Lizzie: *patpats Six-Shooter* Well 'ave a good sleep. *dark eyes twinkle and soften* Luv yeh. *then turns to see if Leech needs help with dishes, or Jester needs help with cats*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *not sure about helping with dishes because he tends to get in the way. Is uncertain as to what to do now*

Joseph Sabenstein/Tunneler: *slips off on his own again*

Patrick Bramwell/Torch: *decides to go to bed, too*

Lizzie: *patpats Six-Shooter* Well 'ave a good sleep. *dark eyes twinkle and soften* Luv yeh. *then turns to see if Leech needs help with dishes, or Jester needs help with cats*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *trying to explain the dishwasher around an armload of large cats* *could definitely use help*

Lizzie: *gets a Missy. Transfers her to Pinhead. Comes back and gets a Shade, transfers him to Pinhead. Back to Jester and Leech!* Okay now... *grin*

Herman Strauss/Pinhead: *can cuddle cats!*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *is relieved. Had thought it might be rude to just put them down, but they were seriously heavy!*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *still not sure about the dishwasher. But if it means she doesn't have to wash them by hand, will give it a try*

Lizzie: These go 'ere. 'N these... *starts showing the older woman how to load a dishwasher*

Roach: *sleeping and making tiny electronic sounds not unlike the sounds a sleeping chick makes as he clings to Leech's hand*

Elsa Toulon/Leech: *trying to follow instructions one-handed*

Hans Seiderman/Jester: *helps so the baby doesn't get disturbed*

Lizzie: *also helping as she instructs without getting in the way of the other two. But then she pauses and looks around as the front doorbell sounds* Now who could 'at be?

Hans Seiderman/Jester: I'll go find out. *heads for the door* *slightly suspicious of having company*