MTMTEarth. Various Locations. Rescues Part 2

[dens_extra_pups]

Continued from here



Jeremy: *quiet comments as he turns his head and looks around as best he can*

Steve: The windows are sealed. No sunlight can get in. *is making sure*

Feather Heather: *walks over to offer a chunk of meat to Scylla*

Scylla: *soft sound as she takes the food in both hands*

Legacy: Plenty of food. Safe here. Promise.

Scylla: *sits down and starts stuffing the nom once she's sure the warm thing wants her to eat it*

Jeremy: *soft laughter as he pulls off his mask and reveals a thin, pale face with eyes made dark by the wide open pupils* Sheesh, and they say the teenage guys are the food vacuums.

Legacy: *will offer Jeremy a SwindleCo card* For Scylla's noms.

Jeremy: *finishes making his white hair stand on end and takes the card, running sensitive fingers over it* A credit card?

Legacy: Ordering 'n delivery. Very discreet 'n safe. Is paid for.

Steve: They'll make sure she gets exactly what she needs. *glances toward Scylla as the white girl shucks her blanket*

Feather Heather: *must chase swishy Scylla tail*

Scylla: *giggles and continues stuffing her face*

Jeremy: *quietly* Thanks.

Legacy: Can get noms for you, too, if room service stinks. *nodnod*

Steve: *walks over and starts taking the lids off of plates* I don't think that's going to be a problem, Legacy.

Jeremy: *perk! Sniff sniff* What is that?

Steve: *glances at him, and then looks at the food* Filet mignon, some kind of salad with olives and goat cheese... And I think this is chocolate mousse.

Jeremy: *staggers back in exaggerated shock* No way.

Legacy: *giggle*

Jeremy: *softly, as he walks over and looks down at the food* How long are we here for?

Steve: Scylla's brother's friend won't be off work till tomorrow night at eight.

Legacy: Helpin' an old lady. *nodnod*

Jeremy: Scylla has a brother?

Legacy: *nodnod* Yup. Is how found out about Scylla.

Jeremy: *sad look toward the happy girl obliviously stuffing herself into nap time as he thinks of having to say goodbye* *quietly* Does he know she's X-positive?

Legacy: *nod* Yup. Is, too.

Jeremy: *softly* Oh. Schway. *but he's suddenly so sad that he's forgotten about his food*

Legacy: *moves to give hugs* *quietly* Not losing Scylla. Scylla won't be able to live with her bubby, 'n you're her peeps.

Jeremy: *softly, as he returns the hug* She can't? Why? *concern overrides relief*

Legacy: Scylla-bubby can't breathe on land at all.

Jeremy: *leans back to look down at her face, one brow lifted as the other draws down* He's like a merman?

Steve: *softly, as Scylla burps quietly and keels over* Whups.

Feather Heather: *kitty laughter as she washes Scylla's face*

Scylla: *doesn't even respond to face wash*

Legacy: Does that. Is okay.

Jeremy: She's gonna sleep for days, now. *worried frown* We should've showered before we ate.

Steve: *looks over from where he's gently lifting Scylla* *mildly* You're not eating.

Jeremy: *looks at the food, but then frowns more as he thinks of non-stinky but still street grubby kid in a fancy bed*

Legacy: Noms, then bath.

Jeremy: *points out* But she's asleep.

Steve: *gently* They change the sheets every day anyway. *doesn't think the kids are dirty*

Legacy: Brb.

Jeremy: 'Kay. *lets go of her, still worrying slightly*

Steve: *looks at her questioningly*

Scylla: *is curled against the nice warm guy as he holds her*

Legacy: Getting shiny fairy lights. *will vanish with a soft pop*

Jeremy: *softly* Eek.

Steve: No. She does that. That food smells pretty good.

Jeremy: *looks at him, and then down at the table* Right. *finds chair, sits down, and starts to eat quickly but neatly*

Steve: *carries Scylla over and lays her gently in front of the fireplace*

Legacy: *back with another pop* *also calling Mykayla*

Mykayla: *takes a moment to answer, and then* //How are they?//

Legacy: //Scylla ate and is nappin' now. Jeremy's eatin'.// *will offer the jar of wishes to Steve*

Steve: *takes the jar, fishes out a wish, and automatically wishes that Legacy has a package of Werther's Originals*

Legacy: *squee* *will dance a bit in place*

Jeremy: *curiously looking in her direction* What's that?

Steve: She has a package of her favourite candy. *busy wishing for Scylla to be nice and clean* You're going to see some lights. They won't hurt Scylla.

Jeremy: *grins and chuckles* Schway. *pauses and watches sparkles* ...What is that?

Legacy: Fairy lights. Helping.

Jeremy: *quietly persistent* Helping how?

Steve: They're giving her a shower without waking her up or making her wet.

Legacy: *nodnod* Good energy.

Jeremy: But how does it work?

Steve: ...I'm not a scientist. Or a fairy.

Jeremy: *chuckles* Okay. *finds he can't be worried about the little lights*

Legacy: Guardian Fae. Good, helpful peeps. *nodnod*

Jeremy: So fairies're real. Huh. *sets down his spoon. There really isn't anything edible left on the table*

Legacy: *nodnod* Yup. They're all dorks. *grin* *and then she's giggling muchly*

Steve: *looks at her* -What?-

Legacy: -Violet snarked.-

Steve: *shakes his head, and then puts out a hand to steady Jeremy as the boy trips over the plush carpet* Careful.

Jeremy: Yeah. *hunkers down to feel that carpet with both hands*

Legacy: Still wishes left in jar.

Jeremy: Do we need somethin' else? *still studying the carpet with both hands*

Legacy: *looking around and thinking* Can save for later, too.

Steve: *watches him for a moment, and then walks over to the wall and turns the lights off*

Jeremy: *starts, and then grins and looks around*

Steve: You've got good night vision, don't you?

Jeremy: Yup. That's why my street name's Cat.

Legacy: *giggling now*

Jeremy: *looks toward her with a slight grin* What's so funny?

Legacy: Roddy-butt made funny noise. *and her eyes are glowing a lot more*

Steve: *shakes his head and looks back at Scylla* She's watching something on the other side of the galaxy.

Jeremy: ...Seriously?

Legacy: Giant robots. *seriously* Torque is a Knight of Cybertron.

Jeremy: *startled* The Cybertronians?

Steve: ...She is?

Legacy: *nods* *to Jeremy* Yup. *to Steve* Got sick and forgot, can't remember herself now.

Steve: *distracted by Jeremy yawn* Maybe we should use a wish for some pyjamas.

Jeremy: Nah. *more yawn* We're okay.

Steve: *slight grin* Should I put her to bed?

Jeremy: Sure. *sooo groggy from big meal* Imma take a shower, 'n then I'll go too.

Mykayla: //Did you forget you were talking to me?//

Steve: *as he picks Scylla up* She did.

Legacy: *soft squeak*

Mykayla: //They're healthy?//

Feather Heather: Gonna help shower.

Jeremy: No, you're not. I don't shower with strange girls.

Feather Heather: Awwww.

Legacy: Need some good meals, 'n sleep, but gonna get both in safe place. *will send the hotel name and room number*

Mykayla: *soft sigh* //How's Scylla?//

Steve: *chuckles as Jeremy starts singing in the shower*

Feather Heather: *sulking despite ear rub*

Legacy: Sleepin'. Had good meal. *will park her butt on Feather Heather*

Steve: *slight grin. Hunkers down to be able to rub ears better, and gently tugs Legacy's braid too*

Mykayla: *hesitates* //What's her state of mind? Is she...?//

Legacy: Nonverbal, autistic. *quoting Jeremy, is* Protective of Jeremy. Jeremy is her peeps, but she remembers her bubby.

Mykayla: *relief* //So she's not feral.//

Legacy: Is feral, but peaceful, and Jeremy anchors her.

Mykayla: //Ohhh. Then we won't be able to separate them.//

Steve: *watches a Jeremy wrapped up in a big towel wander toward the bedroom*

Feather Heather: *soft snerk interrupts her purring*

Legacy: Mmnope. Would make Jeremy sad.

Mykayla: //... Are they together?//

Jeremy: *can be heard pep talking himself into staying awake till he's dressed. Brought his bag into the room that Scylla is in, and seems to plan sleeping in there too*

Legacy: Not mates, but Jeremy loves Scylla.

Mykayla: //How old is he?//

Legacy: Seventeen. Older than me when I ran.

Jeremy: *coming back for Scylla's blanket* I've been on my own three years. *putters back into the room*

Legacy: *relays that*

Mykayla: *little sad sound* //He'll have a home now.//

Legacy: Already did. Was just everywhere. Now is indoors and out of the sun. *pause* Wasn't homeless. Was a traveller.

Mykayla: *doubtfully* //At his age?//

Legacy: Smart enough to keep outta trouble, and curious enough to want to see the world.

Mykayla: //...Wow.//

Steve: *yawns as sleeping and purring cat gets to him*

Legacy: Made his UV suit, too.

Mykayla: *hears that second yawn* //What was that?//

Legacy: Steve yawnin'.

Mykayla: *softly* //Are you staying there tonight?//

Legacy: Can ask. *looks to Steve* Staying here tonight?

Steve: *surprised by the question* Yes.

Legacy: 'Kay. *grin* *to Mykayla* Yup. Stayin' here tonight.

Mykayla: *quiet and touched* //Thanks.//

Steve: *flops down and gives Legacy a sleepy grin*

Legacy: Talk more later?

Mykayla: //Yes. I'll see you tomorrow night, Lord willing.//

Legacy: Night, Myky. :3

Mykayla: *soft chuckle* //It's two o'clock.//

Legacy: Yups, but is naptime now.

Mykayla: *fondly* //Alright. Good sleep. I love you.//

Legacy: Laters. :3 *will end the call*

Steve: *groggily, from where he's using Feather Heather's head for a pillow* Cats should be on the restricted substances list.

Legacy: *soft gigglefit, will move to snuggle against Steve and Feather Heather*

Steve: *puts an arm around her, and then snorts softly as the LOLcat murmurs about butts*

Legacy: *soft 'thrrpt', snuggles*

Steve: *face on her hair and inhales* Did they get there safely?

Legacy: Yup. Sleepin' now.

Steve: *ponders the idea of taking a trip to the dinosaur sanctuary himself one day. Is still not fully certain this won't all end in disaster again, as all the other attempts at a dino park have*

Legacy: *as she snuggles* -Won't this time.-

Steve: *half asleep* -Sure?-

Legacy: -Yup. Quadriate dinos're lots more trainable than Earth ones.-

Steve: *thinks he replied, but he's dreaming*

Legacy: *soft chuckle, will snuggle and keep watch over everyone*

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