City of Heroes™

The Champions Super Group Logs

050518 Negotiations for a Cat
Xochiquetzal: Greetings, Ahau Angel.
DEVIL Angel 2: hey, Xochi!
DEVIL Angel 2: How are you today?
Xochiquetzal: Do you know the reason for which we were summoned to this place?
DEVIL Angel 2: I believe we are meeting Almighty Bubba.

DEVIL Angel 2: Hey, Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Hey, pretty lady.
Xochiquetzal: Greetings once again, Ahau Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Hey, pretty green lady. Both you come with me?
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok.
Xochiquetzal: If you wish, ahau.
DEVIL Angel 2: Do you need help, Bubba?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba need talk.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahh ok.

Bubba takes the women to the top of a side building near the yellow line in Steel Canyon.
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Shochi, Bubba wanna ask you somethin’.
Xochiquetzal: You may speak with me, Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Ummm...
Almighty Bubba: Bubba really likes lil kitty person.
Xochiquetzal: Indeed. The small one came home mrowing about Buu-ba. <smile>
Almighty Bubba smiles. DEVIL Angel 2 smiles.
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Shochi, since you a member of Champions, Bubba wanted to know if...ummm...
Xochiquetzal: Yes?
Almighty Bubba: Well, Bubba wants to know if Ms. Shochi would let lil kitty person stay wif Bubba. Bubba really likes lil kitty person.
Xochiquetzal: I see.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba protect her and make her feel home.
DEVIL Angel 2: I'm sure you would give her a good home, Bubba.
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba would!

Xochiquetzal: I think she would like that, Ahau. However, I have placed her on loan to the Patrol.
Almighty Bubba: Ummm...
Almighty Bubba: She stay wif you now, don't she?
Xochiquetzal: It was the Grey Lensman's opinion that Medika -- having thrown her home open to so many public superheroes had placed that selfsame home at risk from supervillians. The xbalanque is ideally suited as a guardian of the home.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba make trade! Bubba give Ms. Shochi Joe!
DEVIL Angel 2: Uh, Bubba, I don’t think you can trade Joe.
Xochiquetzal looks thoughtful, considering the trade.
Almighty Bubba: Joe crazy. Joe go or Bubba shoot Joe!
Xochiquetzal: Hmm. Ahau Joe is a fine defender.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba got beanbags and shoot Joe in da butt!
DEVIL Angel 2 laughs.
DEVIL Angel 2: I'm sure you would Bubba.
Xochiquetzal: And... <she cocks an eyebrow at Angel> ... do you think he might consider other services besides guard?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba shot Joe da other day!
DEVIL Angel 2: Well … it can’t hurt to ask.

Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel, you call Joe?
DEVIL Angel 2: However, Medika might not want a man living in her home.
Xochiquetzal: Oh. <looks startled> Do you think so?
Almighty Bubba: No! Bubba trade Joe!
Xochiquetzal: Admittedly she has never had a man come calling.
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Med like Joe! She not care if Joe be bodyguard!
DEVIL Angel 2: I think you may want to ask her, Xochi. Maybe she has, like, a "gate apt" he could stay at? Can you call her, please?
Xochiquetzal: She is the owner of the penthouse floor of that apartment building.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes she is, but, she still may not want a man in her home.
Xochiquetzal: I will call her.
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel, you call Joe? Say Ms. Shochi want him in trade!
DEVIL Angel 2: Patience, Bubba, let her call Med first.
Xochiquetzal pulls out her PDA-communicator from her belt.
Xochiquetzal: **Greetings, Medika. I have entailed a proposition from Ahau Bubba.**
Medika: **Hi, Xochi. How can I help?**
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel, you convince Med?
DEVIL Angel 2: If I need to speak to her I will, Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Okies!
Almighty Bubba smiles.
Xochiquetzal: **Would it be acceptable to have the male human known as Joe to be housed in our suite?**
Medika: **W-what!?! D-did I hear ... Um. Xochi? For how long?**
Xochiquetzal: **I think for the rest of his working life would be an appropriate term of service.**

[TELL Angel to Med telepathically]: *Med, Bubba wants to trade Joe for Lil Jag.. Xochi wants him to be a bodyguard. Maybe you have a, umm, outside apt he could stay in?*

Medika: **N-n-na... Uh. Xochi? Are you... um... is J-Joe your ... um... sweetheart?**

[TELL Medika to Angel] *Dear goodness in heavens! Angel, is that what Xochi is asking for?*
[TELLAngel to Med] *I would put him the gate house. Do you have a similar place he could stay?*

Xochiquetzal: **I have not yet ascertained Joe's suitability as a sensual partner, but I had considered adding that to the contract. Would it not be appropriate?**
DEVIL Angel 2: Um, Xochi, you would have to ascertain that from Joe.
Xochiquetzal: **After all, Little Jaguar would need to be replaced as a bed warmer at least.**
Medika: **N-n-n-no, Xochi. It d-doesn't work that way. **
DEVIL Angel 2: Xochi, you may need to meet Joe first.
Xochiquetzal: But I have met him, Angel. I believe he was introduced to me the night that Rush met Medika.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahh my bad, I wasn't aware of that.
Xochiquetzal: He was a very finely sized human male. Well worthy of consideration.
DEVIL Angel 2: Well yes there is that....<looks thoughtful>
Xochiquetzal: As, indeed is the Bansidhe. But Medika informed me that Ban was already assigned to a female.
DEVIL Angel 2: OOOhhh yes, Bansidhe is definitely worth a look or two.<says wistfully>
Xochiquetzal: As was Rush. Albeit Rush is on the small side. My race tends to be tall, as you can see.
Angel gets up to stand next to Xochi.
DEVIL Angel 2: Oh my ! Yes, you are. I hadn't realized that. But then, I'm on the small side myself.
Xochiquetzal: I have sampled a few of your human heroes and think that one might do far worse in the search for a sensual partner.
DEVIL Angel 2: There are some definite advantages to having a hero as a lover . True. Stamina being the best part.
DEVIL Angel 2 laughs.

Medika: **<somewhat frantically> Xochi! Xochi! You cannot trade a pet for a man. That is not what we d-d-d-do in our society.**

[TELLAngel to Med] *Joe might not mind the trade off.*

Xochiquetzal: **Ah. Then I will act according to your society's norms in this matter. What should I use to trade for the man designated Joe?**
Almighty Bubba: Bubba really like lil kitty person. Ms. Shochi, can Bubba speak to Ms. Med?
Medika: **N-n-n-NOTHING!**
DEVIL Angel 2: Here, Xochi , you really don’t have to trade for a man. All you really need is his acceptance of the proposal.
Xochiquetzal: Ah, then his services can be obtained freely?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, they can, Xochi.
Almighty Bubba: NO! BUBBA TRADE JOE!!!
Xochiquetzal: Ah, I understand. I must propose to Joe.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes we need to run it by him as it were.
Medika: **<overhearing the conversation through the phone> NO! NO! XOCHI, NO!!!**
Almighty Bubba: Bubba trade Joe!
Almighty Bubba leans over Xochi's shoulder.
Xochiquetzal: Pardon me, it seems that Medika is screaming.
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Med pretty lady, Bubba trade Joe!!!
Xochiquetzal: **Medika, dear child, thou needs not be so loud.**

[TELLAngel to Med] *Calm down.*

Xochiquetzal: **What is wrong with my proposal?**
Almighty Bubba jumps up and down.
Almighty Bubba: BUBBA TRADE JOE, MS. MED!!!

[TELL Med to Angel] * <frantically, even on the mental link> Did you hear what she said?*

Medika: **<frantically> Xochi! Xochi! You do not know him well enough to propose!**

[TELL Med to Angel] *She doesn’t know what she's trying to do??? She doesn't know our marriage customs! Why is Bubba trying to do this to her?*
[TELLAngel to Med] *Yes, I know. But you know she doesn't see things as they are. We are beneath her. She only sees one bodyguard for another.*

Xochiquetzal: **Medika, would this not be an ideal means for me to study the human male in his natural environment. I am sure you can manage the room.**
Medika: **NO! NONONONON!**
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahh, Xochi...a proposal here means marriage usually.....You would have to make this like a business proposal.
Almighty Bubba tugs on the PDA-communicator.
DEVIL Angel 2: Not exactly a services rendered thing.
Medika: **NONONONONONONONOOOOO!**
Almighty Bubba: Bubba talk to Ms. Med, please?
Xochiquetzal relinquishes the communicator to Bubba.

[TELL Angel to Med] *CALM DOWN*
Xochiquetzal turns to Angel.
Xochiquetzal: What is wrong with the child? She sounds near hysterics.
DEVIL Angel 2 laughs.
Almighty Bubba: **Hi, Ms. Med pretty lady!**
DEVIL Angel 2: She thinks you are going to ask Joe to marry you.
Medikal: **B-B-B-Bubba? Is that you? Please, t-tell Xochi n-no!**
DEVIL Angel 2: And she doesn’t believe in, umm, "sensuality" before marriage, I think.
Xochiquetzal: Marriage? But marriage amongst my people is conducted by the clan. Only sensual partners are an individual prerogative.
Almighty Bubba: **Noooo! Bubba wanna trade Joe for da lil kitty person! Joe crazy! Bubba make Joe be trade or Bubba shoot Joe in da butt again!**
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahhh, the taking of a “sensual partner" is an individual thing here as well.
Xochiquetzal: <thoughtfully> I had not thought to study the human customs in marriage by participatory action. It might make an interesting thesis however......

Medika: **Shooting J-Joe? <forcibly calms herself> Bubba! You will never ever shoot Joe! Promise me, please?**
Almighty Bubba: **Bubba shoot Joe in da butt da other day! Joe be mean and hide Bubba's clothes!**

Xochiquetzal: Medika is a child in many ways. She has not had a suitable mate with whom to learn the ways of a woman.
Almighty Bubba: **Joe say beanbag hurt! <laughs>**

[TELL Angel to Med] *With a bean bag, Med.*

DEVIL Angel 2: No, she hasn’t, Xochi, because she's not married.
Medika: **Beanbags do hurt, Bubba. Please, please don't hurt you friends.**
Almighty Bubba: **Bubba and Joe play rough, Mr. Rush say. Mr. Rush say for Joe not to come to his apartment for a month.**
DEVIL Angel 2: Does your clan take life partners, Xochi?
Xochiquetzal: Indeed, my people mate for life. But one must be established in one's field before taking on the mat of marriage. Amongst my people, one visits the Houses of Joy to ensure that warrior genes are not lost in the battles before marriage. I had understood that you had such houses as well. The "red light district"?
Almighty Bubba: **Somethin’ about Joe makin’ Bubba watch Braveheart.**
DEVIL Angel 2: Uh well ....umm, no, the red light district does not harvest a warrior’s, genes really.
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med pretty lady, Bubba really likes lil kitty person. Bubba want lil kitty person to stay wif Bubba. Ms. Shochi ask for trade. Bubba offer Joe!**
Xochiquetzal: Indeed? Then what is the district's purpose in your culture? <takes out another PDA and prepares to make an entry>
DEVIL Angel 2: It is a place where a man can go to get his release if he doesn’t have a partner.
Xochiquetzal: <frowns> Is that so? The "red light district" then consists of those who "straddle the road". That is an unclean practise in my culture.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahhh .. yes it is. And it is here as well. It is where men mostly go to hire women who society refers to as whores , who get paid for various sexual acts.
Medika: **Bubba, I will ask Xochi to give you Little Jaguar -- but you MUST NOT let Joe c-c-come live here. P-p-please!**
Almighty Bubba: **Ummm, why not? Joe think pretty green lady hot. Joe say so! But Bubba loves lil kitty person. Bubba only like Joe.**
Xochiquetzal: It is not, then, subsidized by your government? It is very unlike our House of Joy.
DEVIL Angel 2: No, it isn’t an acceptable behavior here, either.
Xochiquetzal: Would it be possible for me to interview some of the inhabitants of a red light district? Their habits might shed an interesting light upon your culture.
DEVIL Angel 2: Well, I don’t really know of any districts, Xochi, but for a price they may talk to you.
Medika: **B-Bubba, you should n-not t-tell m-me such things. They are for J-Joe t-t-to say t-t-to Xochiquetzal if - if - if he really feels so. <her blush is almost visible in her voice>**
Almighty Bubba: **Please, Ms. Med! Bubba promise not shoot Joe anymore if you let Ms. Shochi trade!**

[TELL Angel to Med] *Med, do you have an extra apt that Joe could have to be close for body guarding your place?*

Medika: **<holding herself firmly in line> Bubba, I know you mean well, b-b-but I c-canno -- I'm - I'm afraid of -- I would not be comfortable with Joe living in this house if - if - he were not m-married to one of us.**
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med ever hear shotgun wedding? Bubba got shotgun!**

[TELL Angel to Med] *Not in your penthouse.*

DEVIL Angel 2: BUBBA, no!

[TELL Med to Angel] *<The mental link is bluntly honest. Medika is very close to tears> I'm afraid of men!*

Almighty Bubba: Why not, Ms. Angel pretty lady?
Medika: **NOOOOOOOO! <bursts into tears>**

[TELL Angel to Med] *Yes, dear, I know you are. That’s why I suggested a different apt close by.*.

Angel looks angry for a moment.
Almighty Bubba: **Joe be happy! Bubba know! Don't cry, Ms. Med. Bubba not like pretty lady cry.**
DEVIL Angel 2: Shot guns are very bad to use on friends, Bubba!
Medika: **<gulping down her sobs> I- I'm sorry Bubba.**
Almighty Bubba: **Joe be happy! Really, Ms. Med! Bubba know! Joe tell Bubba Joe think pretty green lady hot.**

[TELL Med to Angel] *<somewhat mentally incoherent> Servants’ quarters. Monstresse not there.*
[TELL Angel to Med] * Calm down, honey; I will try to fix this.*

Almighty Bubba: Bubba know, Ms. Angel. Bubba kidding. But Bubba still shoot Joe in da butt!

[TELL Med to Angel] *I -- I'll try.*
[TELL Angel to Med] *Are the servants quarters outside your living space?*
[TELL Med to Angel] *It's -- my grandmother -- kept a butler and maid. A married couple. Their quarters -- not quite our -- living space.*
[TELL Angel to Med] * Breath deep.*
[TELL Med to Angel] *I -- did not need -- butler -- maid. Grey gave me Monstresse.*
[TELL Angel to Med] * Is that too close for you, Med?*

Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med pretty lady, Ms. Shochi say she wanna try Joe as sin...sin...sinshul partner. Whatever dat mean. Bubba think Joe like Shochi to help her!**
DEVIL Angel 2: Bubba, honey, please be patient . I’m working on it.
Almighty Bubba puts PDA down.
Medika: **<gasp> Oh no!**
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel work on what?
Almighty Bubba picks PDA up.
Almighty Bubba: **What wrong, Ms. Med?**
DEVIL Angel 2: No Bubba ! Put it down and turn it off. NOW!!
Almighty Bubba: Bubba not hang up on Ms. Med pretty lady. Bubba not rude.
Angel sighs, clearly exasperated.
Medika: **I've b-b-been trying t-to explain to Xochi our concepts of sin. Please, Bubba. She doesn't n-need a partner yet. Please.**
Almighty Bubba: **What sin, Ms. Med?**

[TELL Angel to Med] *You know how Bubba thinks, Med. He really doesn’t know what he is saying. Please tell him to let you go now.*

Xochiquetzal: Sin, Bubba? Is the child on that subject again?
Almighty Bubba looks up to Xochi
DEVIL Angel 2 looks like she has a headache.

Almighty Bubba: Ms. Med say somethin’ bout sin. What sin?
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med, what sin?**
Xochiquetzal: Sin is an act against one's god. The child has some notion that it also entails acts between mortals.
DEVIL Angel 2: Sin is doing something wrong Bubba. It’s very complicated at times. Almighty Bubba: Oh! Bubba know sin! Bubba's gramma tell Bubba not sin. Sin bad things. Bubba arrest bad people! Ms. Shochi not bad people!
Medika: **<gulping, her voice firming> Sin is when one does wrong, Bubba. When one hurts innocent people, when one does things destructive to society.**
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles at Bubba
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med, Bubba not think Ms. Shochi bad people. Bubba arrest bad people! Joe not bad people either.**

[TELL Angel to Med] *Please hang up . It is only confusing Bubba.*

Medika: **Miss Xochi is not bad. Nor is Joe. You are correct. Um. Uh. It's time I hung up, Bubba. Please be g-good.**
Medika hangs up the phone connection.

[TELL Angel to Med] *Thank you.*

Almighty Bubba: **Bubba be good, Ms. Med. Ms. Med smile.**
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med?**
Almighty Bubba: **Ms. Med?**
DEVIL Angel 2: She had to go Bubba.
Almighty Bubba taps PDA-communicator hard.
Xochiquetzal: I am sorry. Did something go wrong in the negotiations?
DEVIL Angel 2: Bubba, she had to go.
Almighty Bubba hears something crunch.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ohhh, Bubba.
DEVIL Angel 2 shakes head.
Almighty Bubba: Ooops.
Almighty Bubba holds PDA-communicator out to Xochi. Xochiquetzal’s eyebrow go up.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba sowwy, Ms. Shochi pretty green lady.
Xochiquetzal: I see. Ahau, you do not know your own strength.
Xochiquetzal smiles.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba sowwy. Ms. Shochi want Bubba give her another?
DEVIL Angel 2: You are very strong Bubba.
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles
Almighty Bubba: Bubba strong!
DEVIL Angel 2: Bubba will you go get Joe, please?
Almighty Bubba: Okies, Ms. Angel. Bubba know where Joe be!
Xochiquetzal: I will discuss the matter with Rush, Bubba. It is necessary that my communicator access the Patrol network as well as the Champions so that I can reach Medika prn.

[TELL Angel to Med] *Is the servants quarters far enough away from you to be comfortable, Med?*

Almighty Bubba: Bubba sowwy, again, Ms. Shochi. Ms. Shochi wanna ask Ban. Mr. Rush not around.

Almighty Bubba: Bubba go get Joe, now.
DEVIL Angel 2: Thank you Bubba.
Almighty Bubba hugs Angel, then he hugs Xochi and they return the hugs.

[TELL Med to Angel] *<getting her self-control back> Is Xochi – attached to Krazy Joe now?*
[TELL Angel to Med] *No, she wants a replacement for Lil Jag. and Lil Jag is her acting bodyguard and apparently bed warmer? I guess like a cat? She is looking to trade services .. not really for the person.*
[TELL Med to Angel] * Little Jaguar is our household guard. Grey Lensman hired her services b-because he knows that I -- am not very brave.*
[TELL Angel to Med] *Yes, Xochi mentioned that....and that is what Xochi wants replaced because that was a job and it needs to be filled.*

Krazy Joe: Hey hey! Whassup!

[TELL Angel to Med] *It’s more like offering Joe a job.*
[TELL Med to Angel] *And, yes, Little Jaguar is very cat-like. She is, apparently a Terran feline mutate. Her genes have been manipulated to simulate the humanoid physiology to a remarkable degree. But she does act in the main with cat-like instincts.*

DEVIL Angel 2: Hey Joe!
Krazy Joe: Bubba said you two wanted to see me?
Xochiquetzal: Greetings, Ahau Joe.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Joe we did. Xochi has a job offer for you.
Krazy Joe: Hey hey, Xochi! How's my favorite green babe doin’?
Xochiquetzal: Ahau, Hmmmmmm.
Krazy Joe: A job?
Xochiquetzal eyes the large man appreciatively.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes as a bodyguard at Medika's place.
Xochiquetzal: Indeed. It has been suggested that you could act as yojimbo?
Krazy Joe: Bodyguard, huh?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, a BODYGUARD.
Xochiquetzal: No, house not body -- except if you are interested in a sensual partnership.
DEVIL Angel 2: Anything else that may or may not happen between you two, is your business alone.
Krazy Joe: Yojimbo? Wasn't that some cartoon?
Xochiquetzal: Yojimbo. It is a human term. Hm. Japanese. For the guardian service.
Krazy Joe: Sensual partnership? You mean like me and you and...oh, sorry, Angel.
DEVIL Angel 2: Uh, Xochi ,,,bodyguard is a term for guardian, kinda.
Xochiquetzal: The primary requirement of employment is to ensure the safety of Medika's domicile.
Krazy Joe: Oh, yeah. I could do that.
Krazy Joe: So, Xochi, I got a question for ya.
Xochiquetzal: What is your question, ahau?
DEVIL Angel 2: But you MUST at all times respect Med’s privacy, Joe.
Krazy Joe: Can you put one foot up on my shoulder?
DEVIL Angel 2: Joe, STOP THAT!
Krazy Joe: Hey! No prob, Angel.
Xochiquetzal: It seems entirely probably that I can.
Krazy Joe: Nah, nah, Xochi. I mean while standing on the other. Not while flying.
Krazy Joe pulls Xochi over to him.
DEVIL Angel 2: Remember you two are in public.
Xochiquetzal: Ah, Angel. Is this behaviour that Medika would find unacceptable?
DEVIL Angel 2: OH IS IT EVER!
Krazy Joe moves to the less publicly-viewed area of air-flow ducts.
Krazy Joe: Come over here a sec.
Xochiquetzal: I am here.
DEVIL Angel 2 sighs.
Krazy Joe: Stand with your back against this thing.
DEVIL Angel 2: At least go behind the ac unit. <says wearily>
Krazy Joe: Yeah. Like that. Now, put one foot up on my shoulder.
DEVIL Angel 2: That means the other side, people!!
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, ok, Xochi, if I may have your attention, please?
Xochiquetzal displays the flexibility of a dancer as she places one foot on Joe's shoulder.
Krazy Joe: OH HELL YEAH!
Xochiquetzal: Yes, Angel?
Krazy Joe: I'll be your body guard!
Krazy Joe: Yo, Angel.
Angel sits down with her back to them both, holding her head.
Xochiquetzal: Have I caused you distress, Angel?
Krazy Joe: What's wrong, babe?
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, you two. Joe, you know how things are here but Xochi is not familiar with our customs yet.
Krazy Joe: Hey, it wasn't like we had our clothes off or anything. Besides, we were just testing her flexibility.
DEVIL Angel 2: And Xochi, you really shouldn’t do those kinda of things where people will see you. They are private things.

Xochiquetzal: Medika has informed me -- well, informed Miss Hail in my presence -- that an appropriate period of acquaintanceship is required before one engages in sensual partnerships.
Krazy Joe: You been a member of Champions how long, Xochi?
Xochiquetzal: As I had met Joe a couple of months ago... is that not a sufficient period?
Krazy Joe: That's what I'm sayin’!
DEVIL Angel 2 sighs.
Xochiquetzal: I think that I have been in the Champions for a month and perhaps a half. Your concept of time confuses me.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, you two have met, but you don’t know each other really… Hell you may not even like him, Xochi.
Krazy Joe: HEY! What's there not to like about me???
Xochiquetzal: This is true. There are many people in your world about whom I have had to work with myself in order not to form an extreme distaste for their presence. Sometimes such people make me think I understand why my people set themselves up as gods. <sigh>
DEVIL Angel 2: Oh god, is there no help forth coming? <calls out silently>
Xochiquetzal: Hmmmm. I see this topic too distresses Angel.
Krazy Joe: Hey, Xochi, if you can do that whole leg thing, I'll definitely consider you my sex goddess! Wanna practice some worship time?

DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, Xochi, will you now trade Lil Jag to Bubba?
Xochiquetzal: Indeed. That could be arranged....
Krazy Joe: Wait a minute!
DEVIL Angel 2: What?
Krazy Joe: Bubba's trying to trade me, AGAIN???
Xochiquetzal: Indeed, ahau. That is what this negotiation is about.
DEVIL Angel 2: You get to live in a penthouse Joe.
Krazy Joe: Well, I gotta say you're a better trade than Rush's movie collection!
Xochiquetzal: You are to replace the xbalanque in Medika's household.
Krazy Joe: A penthouse? Oh, hell yeah! I'm up for that!
DEVIL Angel 2: There will be conditions that Medika will set forth though, Joe.
Krazy Joe whips out cell phone.
Xochiquetzal: The xbalanque's duties are to guard the penthouse at all times. Relief time occurs when two or more of us are in residence and at least one of us is physically up to maintaining guard.

[TELL Angel to Med] *In coming.*

DEVIL Angel 2: DO NOT UPSET HER, JOE!!
Xochiquetzal: The xbalanque has stayed at home most of the time I have been on this planet. Would the Champions find that an acceptable disposition of your time?
The phone rings unanswered at the other end.
Krazy Joe: Yeah. I'll let Ban know my off hours will be spent with you.

[TELL Med to Angel] * Must I answer? I don't know that I can do this?*
[TELL Angel to Med] *It’s Joe on the phone.*

Krazy Joe: Ah, I mean guarding the penthouse.
Xochiquetzal: Pardon. The xbalanque had no off hours save in the conditions already presented.
Krazy Joe: Works for me, babe.

[TELL Angel to Med] *Joe is willing to guard the pent house and I told him you would have some rules for him as well. Xochi is telling him a few now.*

Xochiquetzal: Then... you are to transfer your contract to the Patrol, and stay full time in Medika's domicile.
Krazy Joe: So, you mean like join the Galactic Patrol? Med's group?
DEVIL Angel 2: Whoww, wait a minute there, Xochi!

[TELL Med to Angel] * <mentally wailing> He can't possibly want the job of a watch dog???*
[TELLAngel to Med] *Hold on, hon.*

Xochiquetzal: Is that not appropriate? It is through contract with Grey Lensman that the xbalanque currently holds the position. The Grey Lensman is most protective of Medika.
Krazy Joe: Don't they like go off into space and shit?
Xochiquetzal: Yes, they do. However, the xbalanque or its replacement would not go on such a trip. Because Medika's household consists of both Champions and Patrolmen, it is highly unlikely that all members would be in space at the same time and therefore not requiring household maintenance by a household guardian.
Krazy Joe: Oh, I can hold a contract. Don't know if Rush would want me to leave Champions, though.
DEVIL Angel 2: Joe, changing SG's was never mentioned and is not negotiable here.
Krazy Joe: Ah.
Xochiquetzal looks at Angel.
Krazy Joe: And, by what you been tellin’ me, Xochi, I don't need to be paid. I'd be satisfied with the perks of the job.
Xochiquetzal: Pardon me again, Ahau Angel. What is it this time that I have said to distress you?
Krazy Joe: So, Xochi, is your part of the house worthy of being a temple? I mean, if you need to be "worshipped" and all.
Xochiquetzal: I do not require worship, ahau. I am a scientist -- I believe that is the proper word.
Krazy Joe: I ain't talkin’ literal worship, babe. I'm talkin’ about the sensual worship.
Xochiquetzal: It is in the interests of my studies that I would look into the behavior of the human male in domestic quarters.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahhh, my head hurts
Krazy Joe: So, about this sensual worship part, Xochi...
Xochiquetzal: Ah, the sensual partnership.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, Xochi, if Grey’s primary objective is to guard the penthouse, then that will be accomplished. However I don’t see a need for Joe to change SG's.
Xochiquetzal looks at Angel.
Xochiquetzal: Is this, then, to be a -- subcontracting?
DEVIL Angel 2: Of a form, yes.
Krazy Joe grumbles at Angel.
Krazy Joe: I said yes. Rush won't mind. I'm sure.
Xochiquetzal: The xbalanque will remain, technically, the household guardian, but Joe will perform the physical acts?
Krazy Joe: Let me call him.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes what, Joe? Yes that you will change SG's?
Krazy Joe: Oh, babe, I'll teach you physical acts you might never have dreamed!
Xochiquetzal 's eyebrows go up.
Krazy Joe: Nah, Angel. I doubt Rush would let me go.
DEVIL Angel 2: As do I.
Krazy Joe dials Rush's number. There is no answer.

DEVIL Angel 2: And we both know, Xochi, that Lil Jag will always consider you her master.
Krazy Joe: So, yeah, Xochi, we'll get into this sensual worship thing nicely.
Krazy Joe raises an eyebrow at Angel.
Xochiquetzal: I am not the xbalanque's master, Angel. What gave you that impression? Malinalxochi lifted the xbalanque's intelligence so that she could be her own master.
DEVIL Angel 2: I was given to understand that she was your "pet" so to speak, like our cats are our pets.
Krazy Joe: Bubba's trading me for that kitten? The one he keeps calling "lil kitty person" and daydreaming about?
DEVIL Angel 2 sighs once again.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Joe.
Krazy Joe: He kept singing in the shower about how cute the little kitty person was. Xochiquetzal: Ah, Medika thinks of her that way. "Pet" is an odd notion.
Krazy Joe: I took his clothes and the bastard shot me in the ass!
DEVIL Angel 2: See how happy she makes him, Joe? You want him happy right? So he will quit shooting you in the ass?
Krazy Joe: Yeah, yeah. You know how happy Xochi could make me?
DEVIL Angel 2: That’s between you two.
Xochiquetzal: We have our consumable animals, our warrior animals, and our wild ones. But mutates are unique.
Krazy Joe: Hey, Xochi?
DEVIL Angel 2: I don’t want to hear this, I 'm thinking.
Xochiquetzal: Yes, Joe?
Krazy Joe: What's say you and me go back to your place and let me show you how earth guys get into sensual worship.
DEVIL Angel 2: No, noo! Med is there!
Krazy Joe: I'll be quiet!
DEVIL Angel 2: NO!
Krazy Joe: And if Xochi can't, I can always kiss her a lot.
DEVIL Angel 2: YOU TWO can not cause her anymore stress.
Xochiquetzal: Ah. Indeed. Medika has asked that I not engage in sensual analysis when she is in residence.
DEVIL Angel 2: Whew!
Krazy Joe: Wanna go back to my place, then? I'll end up needing to pack anyway.
DEVIL Angel 2: And I don’t think that would work.
Xochiquetzal: It has made most difficult the study of the human male in its natural habitat.
Krazy Joe: Hey, Xochi, I even got this swing!
DEVIL Angel 2: Oh, the swing is so cool!
Xochiquetzal: A swing? A child's toy?
DEVIL Angel 2 looks aghast.
DEVIL Angel 2: Did I just say that out loud?
Krazy Joe: Oh, no. Come on back with me, Xochi. Lemme introduce you to the finer points of sensuality!
Xochiquetzal: Indeed, I am always interested in learning, ahau.

Krazy Joe: Hey, Angel?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Joe?
Krazy Joe: Tell Bubba I said thanks!
Krazy Joe: Let’s get outta here, Xochi.
DEVIL Angel 2: later guys and thank you.
Krazy Joe: Follow me, babe.
Krazy Joe: Yeah. You're welcome.
Xochiquetzal: I will follow. Thank you, Angel. I will acknowledge you in my report.
DEVIL Angel 2 <mumbles> Oh, please, don’t do me any favors.
Angel has a seat and takes a deep breath...now for part 2

05-18-2005 08:54:33
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles tiredly.
Almighty Bubba: Hey, Ms. Angel.
DEVIL Angel 2: Hey again, Bubba. I have a surprise for you.
Almighty Bubba: Joe be good and not make Bubba shoot again?

Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel got surprise for Bubba?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes.
Angel shows Bubba the creature Xochi had called a xbalanque.
Almighty Bubba: LIL KITTY PERSON!!!
Little Jaguar: Prrruppp?
Almighty Bubba grabs Little Jaguar and huggles her close.
Little Jaguar: Baaag Bu-Baaa prrrsaa!
DEVIL Angel 2: Little Jag, you have been given permission to go home with Bubba now.
Almighty Bubba: REALLY???
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, really.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person go home wif Bubba?!?!?!
Little Jaguar: Haammm???
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, you can now go live with Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Yay!
Little Jaguar: Bubaaa aa Shokeee haaammm?
Almighty Bubba rubs noses with Little Jaguar as Angel thinks, “My goodness, no one asked how she would feel about this. Do I have to explain it to a cat?”
DEVIL Angel 2: No, Lil Jag, you will go to live with Bubba, not Xochi, now. Is that ok with you?
Little Jaguar: Prowkek Maaakikaa aa Shokee aa Mimgrrrl aa Haaaal AA BUBAAA??
DEVIL Angel 2: No, Lil Jag, just Bubba now.
Little Jaguar strops against Bubba's arm and chest.
Little Jaguar: Yussst Bubaaa?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Jag. Just Bubba.

Little Jaguar stiffens.
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles at Bubba and Little Jaguar.
DEVIL Angel 2: Is that not ok, Lil Jag?
Little Jaguar: Oooo prowkek Maakikaa aa Shokeee aa haaamm???
DEVIL Angel 2: Ahhh, Joe will protect them now. He's a member of Champions.
Little Jaguar: Ooooo Shoh? <sounds distressed>
DEVIL Angel 2: He said he would go there and live, if you will come live with Bubba.
Little Jaguar: Shoh baaag prowkektaaa?
Almighty Bubba scratches Little Jaguar's ear.
Little Jaguar: Prrowll grrrraek prowkektaaa!
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person protect Bubba now?
DEVIL Angel 2: OH NO! Lil Jag, you do a great job at protecting them, but Bubba wants you to live with him and protect him and it would make him very happy.
Little Jaguar: Fayek Shoh! Prooof ooooz grraek prowkektaaa!
Almighty Bubba tugs on Little Jaguar's arm. The cat continues looking at Angel.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person protect Bubba?
DEVIL Angel 2: You are a great protector, Lil Jag, and Joe is as well. They will be safe with him.
Little Jaguar: Baak gayez kake Bubaaz haamm?
Almighty Bubba smiles at Little Jaguar.
Little Jaguar: Bak gayez! <growls> Grrrrrrr.
Almighty Bubba: Ok, lil kitty person. Bubba need lil kitty person.
Little Jaguar: Bak gayez mae kake Bubaaz haamm koo? ayek Maakikaaz? Prrowl fayek bak gayez!
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person keep Bubba's home safe from bad guys?
Little Jaguar: Yessss
Almighty Bubba huggles Little Jaguar.
DEVIL Angel 2: Oh good.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person like Bubba?
Little Jaguar: Maakikaa safe?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Lil Jag. Medika is safe.
Little Jaguar: Prrowl ayek Bubaaa, yessssss
Little Jaguar delicately steps up and touches noses with Bubba. Almighty Bubba rubs noses with Little Jaguar and strokes her mane.
DEVIL Angel 2: Good, good. Then all is ok with you two?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba make lil kitty person happy!

Little Jaguar: Shokee mo ayek Prrowl?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba got lots food, too!
DEVIL Angel 2: No, honey, Xochi still likes you .. but Bubba does too and we all thought this would make you happy.
Little Jaguar: Fook? Prrowl fine!
Almighty Bubba: Bubba make lil kitty person happy!
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles at Bubba.
Little Jaguar: Fine Fook!
Little Jaguar draws a thin, sharp sword and jumps from the rooftop, heading for a nearby tree.
DEVIL Angel 2: No, no, Lil Jag!! STOP!
Little Jaguar: Mrrrowwwwllll???
DEVIL Angel 2: Lil Jag, you don’t have to go catch your food.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba feed!
Little Jaguar: Fine fook faa Bubba!
Almighty Bubba: Bubba feed lil kitty person!
DEVIL Angel 2: No, no. Bubba has food at home.
Little Jaguar looks at Angel.
Little Jaguar: ma ma?
DEVIL Angel 2: By the way, Lil Jag, what do you eat?
DEVIL Angel 2 strokes Little Jaguar’s head. Little Jaguar strops against Angel, almost knocking her down. The creatures head certainly came up as high as the woman’s hip.
DEVIL Angel 2: Oops
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrr?
DEVIL Angel 2 laughs.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty person, Angel take us safe place.
DEVIL Angel 2: You are strong aren't you, Jag?
Little Jaguar: Aaaagrrrl safe!
DEVIL Angel 2: Wait here, please.

Angel teleported back to the roof top and then teleported the xbalanque.
Little Jaguar: <hair standing on end, races to hide amongst the aluminum ducts> Mrrowwwlll!?!
Almighty Bubba: Bubba not stranger. Bubba luv lil kitty person!
DEVIL Angel 2: Sorry, Jag, that’s called teleporting. It's a way to travel.
Little Jaguar: Kehrehprrrkmg?
DEVIL Angel 2: Tp' ing for short.
Little Jaguar: Kp?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes. Watch.
Angel demonstrates teleporting back and forth in front of Lil Jaguar.
Little Jaguar: <committing the word to memory> ke-p. ke-p. ke-p.
Almighty Bubba picks Little Jaguar up and holds her close.
Little Jaguar: Prrowll mmemmbrrrr ke-p nowww!
DEVIL Angel 2: This is how Medika travels so fast.
Little Jaguar: Maakikaa fast!
DEVIL Angel 2: I can also run really fast as well, Prowwll. But I can't make you run fast.
Little Jaguar: Prrowll prrowllz!
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty fast.
Little Jaguar: Bubaaa 'a-p?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba got jumpy boots. Mr. Ban made for Bubba!
Little Jaguar prowls around Bubba, stropping him and looking worriedly into his face.
Almighty Bubba pets Little Jaguar
Almighty Bubba: Whas wrong, lil kitty?
Little Jaguar: um-p oooks?
Almighty Bubba nods and smiles.
Almighty Bubba: Lookie!
DEVIL Angel 2: Show her, Bubba.
Little Jaguar: um-p ... booooks. <she corrects herself>
Almighty Bubba: See boots?
Bubba demonstrates his jump and then Angel jumps to show the contrast.
DEVIL Angel 2: See how much higher he went than me
DEVIL Angel 2: Those are very nice boots, Bubba.
Little Jaguar: um-p Aaagrrrl!
Almighty Bubba tickles Little Jaguar.
Little Jaguar: um-p high!
DEVIL Angel 2: That’s you, Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba jump high!
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrr?
Little Jaguar: Prrrowl ma um-p high.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, you do jump very high, Bubba. <smiles warmly>
Little Jaguar noses Bubba's arm. Almighty Bubba huggles Little Jaguar.
Little Jaguar: Prret?
Almighty Bubba pets Little Jaguar and scratches her ears.
DEVIL Angel 2: Bubba, do you know what Prowwll eats?
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba find out.

Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty like human food?
Little Jaguar: Uumaaa fook?
Almighty Bubba: Pasgetti.
Little Jaguar: Shokeee feeeeee mrow!
Little Jaguar: Mrow?
Little Jaguar starts pacing.
DEVIL Angel 2: Jag, you eat meat don’t you?
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Bubba?
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel, call Ms. Xochi and ask?
Little Jaguar: Mmeeeek!
Almighty Bubba pulls Little Jaguar to him.
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, Bubba.
DEVIL Angel 2 calls Joe’s phone.
Joe: **<Answers, panting> Yo!**
Little Jaguar: Ssssskeerrrl aa raaaabtz aa peeeegam aa rrrraaatz!
DEVIL Angel 2: Ask Xochi what Jag eats, please?
Joe: **<panting> You DO know we're a bit busy, right?**
Little Jaguar: aa kurkeeez!

[TELL Angel to Joe] *Does Jag catch her own food?*

DEVIL Angel 2: **Yes I do. Sorry.**

[TELL Joe to Angel]: *Damn, she's a wild one! This was a great deal!*
[TELL Angel to Joe] * I thought she might be.*

Joe: Yo, babe, Angel wants to know what Little Jaguar eats.
DEVIL Angel 2: **and does she catch it herself?**
Angel can hear Xochiquetzal’s answers over the phone.
Xochi: Whatever she wants to bring home. And turkey. Medika insisted on buying her a turkey.
DEVIL Angel 2: **Does she catch it or do you buy it?**
Joe: **Need anything else, Angel?**
Joe hands Xochiquetzal his phone.
Xochi: **It's her favourite. I believe that Medika buys her a turkey every day.**
DEVIL Angel 2: **OK, thanks and remember to drink plenty of water...< laughs>**
Xochi: **Med did not care for the pigeons and squirrels running in the apartment before the xbalanque got tired of playing.**
DEVIL Angel 2: **Thanks, bye.**
Xochi: **Water. I will make a note of that.**
Joe: **Xochi, enough with the phone! Bye, Angel! C'mere, Xochi! We're not done in the swing! <hangs up>**

Almighty Bubba: What Ms. Shochi say, Ms. Angel?
DEVIL Angel 2: Ok, Bubba, Prowll likes turkey.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba like turkey, too!
DEVIL Angel 2: So get her one everyday.
Almighty Bubba hugs Little Jaguar close.
Almighty Bubba: Okies.
Little Jaguar licks Bubba once on the nose. Almighty Bubba licks Little Jaguar's nose back.
DEVIL Angel 2: Remember, Bubba, that Jag can hunt her own food so be careful of where you take her.
Almighty Bubba: Groshree store?
DEVIL Angel 2: You don’t want her to eat the pigeons in Atlas Square.
Little Jaguar: Grrrseee kore?
Almighty Bubba: Day got turkey, lil kitty!
DEVIL Angel 2: No, you might want to leave her home when you go to the grocery store, Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Why, Ms. Angel?
Almighty Bubba pets and rocks Little Jaguar.
DEVIL Angel 2: Jag is a hunter and the smell of fresh meet may make her attack it. Almighty Bubba: Oh.
DEVIL Angel 2: You really don’t want her attacking the meat department.
Almighty Bubba: Okies!
DEVIL Angel 2: That would be bad very, very bad.
Little Jaguar curls up on Bubba's chest, working her front paws against him. She does have claws.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba take her ceral aisle.
Almighty Bubba smiles and hums.
DEVIL Angel 2: No, no, Bubba. She can still smell the meat.
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Almighty Bubba pets Little Jaguar and tickles her stomach.
DEVIL Angel 2: She can smell meat a long long way off.
Almighty Bubba: Oh.

Little Jaguar arches, exposing her tummy to the petting.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba luv lil kitty person!
DEVIL Angel 2 : I know she seems very docile, Bubba, but she is still a killer, ah, a predator, if you will.
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Little Jaguar’s eyes are mostly closed, paws still working.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba know. Lil kitty not kill good guys.
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles at them both. Almighty Bubba pets Little Jaguar's stomach and rubs noses with her.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Bubba, but did you know that she will eat what she kills?
Little Jaguar comes alert.
Little Jaguar: Bak gayez!
Little Jaguar jumps up, draws her sword and again leaps from the rooftop. The others follow somewhat frantically; a gang of Skulls had moved into the parking lot below. The xbalanque responded immediately to the threat posed by the hostile thugs but – in fact – Bubba’s and Angel’s blasts halt what might have been an early end to the furred creature. Bubba arrests the Skulls. Undeterred, Little Jaguar aims her sword at another target some distance down the street.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, they were bad guys.
DEVIL Angel 2 laughs.
Almighty Bubba: Bubba an’ lil kitty arrest!
DEVIL Angel 2: And you did a wonderful job of protecting us, Lil Jag.
Little Jaguar: A-rrrrest?
Almighty Bubba: Make them go jail. Pay for bein’ bad.
DEVIL Angel 2: Now let’s go back to a safe place, ok?
Little Jaguar: Bak gayez. Prrowl kill!
DEVIL Angel 2: come to me.
Angel teleports her two companions.
Little Jaguar: <clearly disconcerted for a moment> mrrrf. ke-p
DEVIL Angel 2: You don’t need to kill right now, Prowl.

Almighty Bubba holds Little Jaguar close and strokes her mane.
Little Jaguar: Ma kill. Pret Bubba.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty stay wif Bubba now and keep Bubba safe.
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
DEVIL Angel 2: I can tp you both home if you like, Bubba. Prowwll…
Suddenly she remembers that Joe and Xochi are at the men’s apartment.
Little Jaguar: Maek Bubba safe!
Almighty Bubba: Bubba like holding lil kitty. Bubba curl up wif lil kitty at night.
Little Jaguar: Prrrowl ayek Bubba.
Almighty Bubba huggles Little Jaguar.
DEVIL Angel 2: Would you both like to come home with me for a little while, Bubba?
Almighty Bubba: Why not Bubba home?
Angel thinks about how to explain this to Bubba. Almighty Bubba tickles Little Jaguar.
DEVIL Angel 2: Well Joe is moving out and has the tie on the door knob.
Little Jaguar bats at Bubba's hand.
Almighty Bubba: Oh. Joe need alone?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, for a while. <thinks > Thank god for the universal male code.
Almighty Bubba pets Little Jaguar and kisses her on the top of her head.
DEVIL Angel 2: I have a very big house with a pool and a big yard you can both play in.
Little Jaguar rubs against Bubba's chin. Almighty Bubba nuzzles Little Jaguar against his chest. The xbalanque curls up in Bubba's lap and he pets her and strokes her mane.
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty comfor’ble?
Almighty Bubba leans down and kisses Little Jaguar on the nose.
Little Jaguar: Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty be happy wif Bubba?
Little Jaguar: H'a-p? Bubaa h'a-p?
DEVIL Angel 2: So do you guys wanna come home with me and have lunch? I have turkey.
Little Jaguar: Krrrrkeeee?
Almighty Bubba: Bubba luv lil kitty.
Little Jaguar: Krrrrrkeee??? Mrow?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Prowl, turkey, but it’s already dead, is that ok?
Little Jaguar: Krrrrkeee, Bubaaa?
Almighty Bubba: Ms. Angel make Bubba and lil kitty turkey?
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, Bubba.
DEVIL Angel 2 smiles.
Little Jaguar: Krrrrkeee! Kill krrrrkeee! <her tail lashes>
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty want food?
Little Jaguar: Fook! Mrow!
DEVIL Angel 2: Stay here I will bring you to my home by tp -- ok?
Little Jaguar: Ke-p haaammm.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, to my home.
Little Jaguar: Aaagrrrlz haaamm.
DEVIL Angel 2: Yes, and my sisters, Joss and Sarah.
Little Jaguar: Prrowl prowkek Aaagrrlz haaamm?
DEVIL Angel 2: No, honey, you can rest there. I have full security built in. <smiles at Jag>
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty and Bubba go eat at Ms. Angel's home.

DEVIL Angel 2: Ok. Stay here Bubba.
Little Jaguar: Eak krrrrrkeeee!
DEVIL Angel 2 calls home.
DEVIL Angel 2: **I’m bringing guests, Shock; put up the animals. Lil Jag is coming over.
Shock : **Does she eat horses?**
Little Jaguar: Eak meeeek! krrrrkeee!
Almighty Bubba: Mmm! Turkey!
DEVIL Angel 2: **She may, so put the force field up and go get a couple of turkeys please, one alive, and one for us to eat.**
Little Jaguar: Mmmmmm. krrkee.
Shock : **Is she going to hunt her lunch?**
DEVIL Angel 2: **<sigh> Hell, I don’t know – maybe. **
Shock: **Why are you bringing them here?**
DEVIL Angel 2: **Joe’s doing Xochi at his place and Med’s at home so I have to take them somewhere.**
Shock: **Joe and Xochi? Man, is she going to hurt him..<laughs>**
DEVIL Angel 2: **Well, Joe’s going to live at Med's and be a body guard and Lil Jag is going to live with Bubba.**
Shock: **<laughing hysterically>...hw-wh-what did you get into the middle of?**
DEVIL Angel 2: **Aww hell, I don’t know....I sure hope Pro is free tonight...**
Shock : **Well, if he isn’t, I'm sure he will make the time. And in that case, can Suite come over?**
DEVIL Angel 2: **Aaahhhggg stop!!!! No more. I need a break!! Just get the turkeys, ok?**
Little Jaguar: Eak krrkee mrow?
Shock: **<laughing> Ok, ok, sis, I’ll take care of it -- just bring them home.**
Almighty Bubba: Lil kitty and Bubba eat soon.
DEVIL Angel 2: **In coming tp **
DEVIL Angel 2: Here we go, guys.
05-18-2005 12:34:01

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