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| 1 | <John_Dm>: It is a dawn of a new day at the s-men academy. Rob has gone off into the city, chasing down some ketchup related perp. Jitterbug is sleeping in the shack, when she is awoken by the smell of cheap apple scented cigarettes | |
| 2 | <John_Dm>: You can practically smell the bad taste. It is also a familiar smell. | |
| 3 | <Jitterbug>: .... | |
| 4 | <Jitterbug>: Oh | |
| 5 | <Jitterbug>: Crap | |
| 6 | Jitterbug gets out of her chair, and runs to the armory | |
| 7 | <John_Dm>: The armory is what it is. The smell still lingers, though | |
| 8 | Jitterbug bust out the biggest gun they got, and waits by the door | |
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| 11 | <Jitterbug>: I KNOW YOU'RE THERE, JOHN! | |
| 12 | <Jitterbug>: YOU CAN COME OUT! | |
| 13 | <John_Dm>: A tall man in a white coat steps out from behind a tree, a cigarette in his mouth. He is a spitting image of Rob, except middle aged with obvious scars and signs of a life of work. John Greene stands, swinging a key in his finger. | |
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| 15 | <Jitterbug>: John... | |
| 16 | <John_Dm>: "Ah, hello. Doing well I see, and still more wet around the ears than than a diver." he says, in his usual tone of continual smugness | |
| 17 | <John_Dm>: "5 years and you still haven't cashed in on that treasure I led you to" | |
| 18 | <John_Dm>: "Do you just hate rewards or something? Kind of insulted here" he says, feigning being hurt jokingly | |
| 19 | <Jitterbug>: Well, no... | |
| 20 | <Jitterbug>: But, it's stealing! Heroes don't steal! | |
| 21 | <Jitterbug>: before the bank robbing rp, I hope] | |
| 22 | <John_Dm>: "It didn't belong to anybody, still doesn't. We just stole- wait, correction -you just stole this here key" | |
| 23 | <John_Dm>: "And then I stole it back. Funny ain't it" | |
| 24 | <John_Dm>: "But, I'll give it back if you actually bloody use it like I told you to. I swear I try to help my brother once and you won't even let me, worst in-law ever" | |
| 25 | Jitterbug frowns at John, the gun humming | |
| 26 | <Jitterbug>: Toss it over here | |
| 27 | John_Dm throws over the key | |
| 28 | Jitterbug catches the key | |
| 29 | <Jitterbug>: Any catch? | |
| 30 | <John_Dm>: "Well, its a bunch of money, in cash. You need something to transport it. I've pulled a few strings and have some men set up around the site to help bring it back here" | |
| 31 | <John_Dm>: "Just have to get into the main chamber before the others do" | |
| 32 | <Jitterbug>: Others? | |
| 33 | <John_Dm>: "Its been 5 years, people have heard about it. Now they're trying to breach in" | |
| 34 | <John_Dm>: "They've been hard at work too" | |
| 35 | <Jitterbug>: Fine | |
| 36 | <John_Dm>: "well, they being this one crazy dinosaur mutant and his posse" | |
| 37 | <John_Dm>: "Guy's obsessed" | |
| 38 | <Jitterbug>: Just, tell me where is, and I'll get at it | |
| 39 | <John_Dm>: "I could bring you there, actually." | |
| 40 | <John_Dm>: "Save you the hours of flying" | |
| 41 | <Jitterbug>: I don't have to drive with you, do I? | |
| 42 | <John_Dm>: "It won't be driving. Just, eh whatever you'll see" | |
| 43 | <John_Dm>: The second Bella blinks, she is somewhere entirely different. She seems to be far out west, in the western deserts of America. You see a large rocky mountain with a trail going up it and mine tracks as well. Welcome to the west. | |
| 44 | <Jitterbug>: Ah | |
| 45 | <Jitterbug>: DAMMIT JOHN! | |
| 46 | <John_Dm>: John is standing before you, same distance. You don't recall him being a mutant, or being magic. | |
| 47 | <Jitterbug>: I'M GLAD YOU WEREN'T INVITED TO THE WEDDING! | |
| 48 | <John_Dm>: "I came anyway though. Picked up some cake when nobody was looking" | |
| 49 | <John_Dm>: "Excellent choice, by the way" | |
| 50 | <Jitterbug>: ... | |
| 51 | <Jitterbug>: THANK YOU | |
| 52 | <Jitterbug>: BUT DAMN YOU! | |
| 53 | <Jitterbug>: Anyways | |
| 54 | Jitterbug lowers the gun | |
| 55 | <Jitterbug>: How did you do that? | |
| 56 | <John_Dm>: John shrugs a bit, turning back to the large mountain. You see some cars in the distance, no doubt his men he talked about. You also see what looks like whats left from an excavation group outside the entrance of the mine. No doubt the dinosaur's doing. | |
| 57 | <John_Dm>: "Do what?" | |
| 58 | <John_Dm>: He laughs a little bit to himself | |
| 59 | <Jitterbug>: Get me...wherever we are! | |
| 60 | <John_Dm>: "Oh, sleight of hand" he says nonchalantly | |
| 61 | Jitterbug frowns | |
| 62 | <Jitterbug>: I really hate you, john | |
| 63 | <John_Dm>: You get the idea he isn't going to be telling anything. You recall he's done things like disappear in front of people's eyes before, he's a weird fellow. | |
| 64 | <John_Dm>: "Good to know" | |
| 65 | <Jitterbug>: Can we just go already? | |
| 66 | <John_Dm>: "Oh, you have the key, go right ahead into the mine" | |
| 67 | <John_Dm>: "Unless you're scared to go alone, I mean" | |
| 68 | <Jitterbug>: I can handle it! | |
| 69 | Jitterbug pushes john aside, and walks to the mine | |
| 70 | <John_Dm>: John laughs, disappearing once again | |
| 71 | <John_Dm>: The mine entrance has seen some digging, clearly it was barred up a while ago and recently opened | |
| 72 | <John_Dm>: inside you see a tunnel leading into the mountain, remnants of an old mining place | |
| 73 | <John_Dm>: You can imagine vividly the sound of clutter and picks hitting rock just looking at it | |
| 74 | Jitterbug crawls up the wall, and to the cieling, and scuttles forth | |
| 75 | <John_Dm>: as she goes further in, through the winding tunnels, she begins to hear clamor deep within. It seems the group ahead of you are, well, ahead. | |
| 76 | <John_Dm>: You can hear up to 10 people, one of them obviously reptilian whatever that means, and others arguing about how to open a door | |
| 77 | Jitterbug crawls further in, remaining silent | |
| 78 | <John_Dm>: You reach a large open space, a big mining area, with what looks like a large vault door with but one key hole. There are 9 men, who look like soldier types, and well dressed towering man which upon close inspection appears to have the head of a Baryonyx | |
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| 80 | <John_Dm>: this thing] | |
| 81 | <John_Dm>: http: //images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100228222056/jurassicpark/images/e/e9/Baryonyx12.jpg for the blind] | |
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| 83 | <Jitterbug>: Huh... | |
| 84 | <John_Dm>: "Get it open! Now!" the baryonx man screeches to the others | |
| 85 | <John_Dm>: "Give us time..." one of the men says | |
| 86 | Jitterbug scuttles over, and listens in some more | |
| 87 | <John_Dm>: the baryonyx is clearly impatient "Its been 7 god damn weeks and if I don't get this open I bet the scarves will get it before we do" | |
| 88 | <John_Dm>: "I am not losing my bid to take control of the trade because of some fucking door" | |
| 89 | ||
| 90 | <Baryonyx>: [where was I] | |
| 91 | <Jitterbug>: are there lamps in here?] | |
| 92 | <Baryonyx>: [yep] | |
| 93 | ||
| 94 | <Jitterbug>: <John_Dm>: "I am not losing my bid to take control of the trade because of some fucking door" | |
| 95 | <Baryonyx>: there are lamps set up just barely illuminating the room | |
| 96 | <Baryonyx>: the men get back to work, they seem to have a machine that has been drilling for a while now | |
| 97 | ||
| 98 | <Baryonyx>: http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Body_Supremacy http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Dinosaur_Physiology also mr baryonyx ] | |
| 99 | <Jitterbug>: Hmmm.... | |
| 100 | <Jitterbug>: how many lamps?] | |
| 101 | ||
| 102 | <Baryonyx>: There are about 6 lamps around the room. 2 of them right by the vault door while the others are placed by the entrance and to the walls | |
| 103 | Jitterbug crawls over to the lamp, and tosses it at the other lamp | |
| 104 | <Baryonyx>: one of the lamps collides into the other, they both go out and make a noise as they hit the ground | |
| 105 | <Baryonyx>: "THE FUCK WAS THAT" Baryonyx yells over his similarly surprised but less loud henchmen | |
| 106 | <Jitterbug>: Your worst nightmare... | |
| 107 | <Baryonyx>: "FIND WHATEVER THAT IS AND SHOOT IT" he screeches to his henchmen, 3 of the henchmen go to the now pitch black area jitters has made | |
| 108 | Jitterbug uses her dark vision to fly down, and start sleeper holding the guards | |
| 109 | <Baryonyx>: The three men are dealt with, you are holding them in your grip. It would be wise not to leave them there or make any noise. | |
| 110 | <Baryonyx>: The Baryonyx isn't happy with the fact there was no gunfire at all and dead silence | |
| 111 | Jitterbug drags the bodies outside, and leaves them at the entrance | |
| 112 | <Baryonyx>: "...okay now I don't like that at all GIVE ME THAT!" he grabs a gun from one of his henchmen | |
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| 114 | <Jitterbug>: Wuiestion] | |
| 115 | <Jitterbug>: Question] | |
| 116 | <Baryonyx>: [yoop] | |
| 117 | <Jitterbug>: was this the week she was kidnapped?] | |
| 118 | <Baryonyx>: [if you want it to be] | |
| 119 | <Jitterbug>: eh, would mean she is bullet proof] | |
| 120 | <Jitterbug>: nah, I'm good[ | |
| 121 | ||
| 122 | Jitterbug starts chirping and hissing | |
| 123 | Baryonyx begins firing sporadically into the darkness. Not a very good shot, to be honest | |
| 124 | <Jitterbug>: They're coming for yoooooooooooou | |
| 125 | <Jitterbug>: YOu better ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun | |
| 126 | <Baryonyx>: "OH FOR CHRIST'S SAKE" he wastes a magazine shooting at you rather badly | |
| 127 | Jitterbug hops down | |
| 128 | <Jitterbug>: Out of bullets, aren't you? | |
| 129 | <Baryonyx>: He throws down the gun, obviously not having it with this 'gun' thing. He likes a good beat down | |
| 130 | <Baryonyx>: The soldiers are clearly hirelings, not very loyal. They are freaked the fuck out, thinking this would just be a simple mob job | |
| 131 | Jitterbug puts up her dukes | |
| 132 | <Jitterbug>: Never fought a dinosaur before. Should be fun | |
| 133 | <Baryonyx>: Baryonyx lets out a roar, charges forward with a large fist for an uppercut. He moves incredibly quick. [Remember the basics of CQC] | |
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| 135 | <Jitterbug>: ON IT!] | |
| 136 | <Jitterbug>: FOR YOU, GREENE!] | |
| 137 | ||
| 138 | Jitterbug ducks to the side, comes up with a knee to the chest | |
| 139 | <Baryonyx>: Baryonyx lets out a huff of a roar, pushed back a bit. He is quick to drop to the ground and do a leg sweep | |
| 140 | Jitterbug flies up in the air, and kicks Baryonyx in the faaaaaaaaaaaace | |
| 141 | <Baryonyx>: The Baryonyx is quick to see the kick, and his large maw opens up. He bites your leg, although he quickly throws you to the side with his strong jaw so the wound isn't as serious as it could have been | |
| 142 | Jitterbug slams against the wall | |
| 143 | Baryonyx is quick to capitalize, rushing in to give a rough stomp on you | |
| 144 | <Jitterbug>: Augh! Crap! | |
| 145 | Jitterbug raises her arms to stop the stomping, and grab at his feet | |
| 146 | <Baryonyx>: His foot is in your hands | |
| 147 | Jitterbug flies, and lifts him upside down. He spreads the legs open, and smashes a fist into his junk | |
| 148 | ||
| 149 | <Maw>: [ehehehe, namedrop] | |
| 150 | <Jitterbug>: namedrop?] | |
| 151 | <Baryonyx>: [earlier it said maw] | |
| 152 | <Baryonyx>: [he's a slowpoke] | |
| 153 | <Maw>: [I was getting antacid tablets ._.] | |
| 154 | <Jitterbug>: ah, gotcha[ | |
| 155 | <Jitterbug>: Dibbles! Look! I'm punching a dinosaur in the junk!] | |
| 156 | ||
| 157 | Jitterbug gets kick in the arm, dropping him | |
| 158 | Baryonyx howls in pain, but suppresses it rather well. With his other foot he delivers a sharp kick upward at you to get loose | |
| 159 | ||
| 160 | Jitterbug gets kick in the arm, dropping him | |
| 161 | Baryonyx drops to the floor, catching himself with his hands rather swiftly, doing a handstand before flipping upwards onto his feet | |
| 162 | Baryonyx attempts a staggering snap kick at the flying jitters | |
| 163 | Jitterbug gets kicked in the chest, getting the wind knocked out of her | |
| 164 | Baryonyx in a grand finale, spins around and delivers a roundhouse kick | |
| 165 | Jitterbug grabs his foot, and tosses him against a wall | |
| 166 | Baryonyx is smashed against the wall | |
| 167 | <Baryonyx>: the dinosaur headed man slumps down, the wall doing a deal to him | |
| 168 | <Baryonyx>: "grrrrrgh" he growls | |
| 169 | ||
| 170 | <Jitterbug>: THE WALL!] | |
| 171 | <Jitterbug>: RUN!] | |
| 172 | ||
| 173 | <Jitterbug>: No, you stay down, or, I will keep you down | |
| 174 | <Jitterbug>: Understood? | |
| 175 | ||
| 176 | <Baryonyx>: the wall breaks through the vault. you have to pass him to get the treasure] | |
| 177 | <Baryonyx>: [YOU HAVE TO PASS THE WALL] | |
| 178 | ||
| 179 | Baryonyx tries to get up, putting up his dukes | |
| 180 | <Baryonyx>: "C'mon you bitch, lets dance!" | |
| 181 | <Jitterbug>: Oh for god sakes.... | |
| 182 | Jitterbug chirps and hisses loudly | |
| 183 | Baryonyx runs and does a right hook | |
| 184 | Jitterbug waves her right arm, diverting the blow, and smacking him in the face with his right fist | |
| 185 | <Baryonyx>: The dinosaur man falls back, his snout smacked | |
| 186 | <Jitterbug>: The walls begin to shake, and the lights go out, as the entire room begins to flood with cockroaches. Covering over Baronyx, it is a sea of shells and scuttling, and feels uncofrotable as all hell | |
| 187 | <Baryonyx>: "OH GOD WHAT EVEN WHAT" | |
| 188 | Baryonyx is overtaken by roaches | |
| 189 | <Baryonyx>: "NO! NO! DAMN IT NOOOOOOO" | |
| 190 | <Jitterbug>: Arenivaga investigata, fiesty little guys eh? | |
| 191 | <Jitterbug>: Yea, lots of them up here, but, I just had to get little Enrique here to round them out | |
| 192 | Jitterbug says, putting a finger down, as a small one crawls on her hand | |
| 193 | <Jitterbug>: Thanks buddy! | |
| 194 | Jitterbug strokes the roach with her antennae | |
| 195 | Baryonyx is dragged away by the cockroaches, like a true villain always gets beaten | |
| 196 | <Jitterbug>: Now | |
| 197 | Jitterbug dust off her hands | |
| 198 | <Jitterbug>: Let's guess into this vault | |
| 199 | Jitterbug walks over to the vault, as the cave clears of the roaches | |
| 200 | <Jitterbug>: Baryonyx is dragged away by the cockroaches, like a true villain always gets beaten <Jitterbug>: Now Jitterbug dust off her hands <Jitterbug>: Let's guess into this vault | |
| 201 | <Jitterbug>: Baryonyx is dragged away by the cockroaches, like a true villain always gets beaten <Jitterbug>: Now Jitterbug dust off her hands <Jitterbug>: Let's guess into this vault | |
| 202 | <Greene>: The vault is there, a small keyhole right in the center of it. The soldiers have long since fled | |
| 203 | <Jitterbug>: Hmmmmm | |
| 204 | <Jitterbug>: I wonder what goes in there.... | |
| 205 | Jitterbug pulls out the key, and puts it into the hole | |
| 206 | <Jitterbug>: Bwoooooooooooop | |
| 207 | <Greene>: the vault opens with a loud creek. Inside is a small room, but you see briefcases upon briefcases of money stacked on top of one another. A antique looking, and very beautiful, silver cup sits on top of the pile | |
| 208 | <Greene>: The smell of that cheap cigarette starts to come through again | |
| 209 | <Jitterbug>: Oh no you don't! | |
| 210 | <Jitterbug>: John, if you do anything, I swear, I will bring back the roaches! | |
| 211 | <Greene>: John walks down into the room, he shrugs | |
| 212 | <Greene>: "I told you I'd help bring it to the cars, didn't I? | |
| 213 | <Greene>: "Calm down for a second" | |
| 214 | <Jitterbug>: Right.... | |
| 215 | Jitterbug goes over to look at the cup | |
| 216 | <Greene>: "....Except the cup" | |
| 217 | <Greene>: "I need that" | |
| 218 | <Jitterbug>: Hmmm, well, what if I say no? | |
| 219 | <Jitterbug>: You said this was all mine, wasn't it? | |
| 220 | Jitterbug starts tossing the cup between her hands | |
| 221 | <Greene>: "Bella, the /money/ I promised. I need that cup" | |
| 222 | <Greene>: John has gotten serious | |
| 223 | <Jitterbug>: Oh, poor little John not gonna get what he wants? | |
| 224 | Jitterbug says, laughing | |
| 225 | <Jitterbug>: I might just consider this your wedding gift, sound good? | |
| 226 | <Greene>: He gets visibly mad | |
| 227 | <Greene>: "If you want a goddamn answer to your earlier question it has to do with the cup" | |
| 228 | <Jitterbug>: What question? | |
| 229 | <Greene>: "About getting here" | |
| 230 | <Jitterbug>: Hmmm, maaaaaaybe | |
| 231 | <Jitterbug>: Answer first, then cup | |
| 232 | <Greene>: "But that cup is /mine/, no, its the family's. And I need to get it back or else I'm not going to be able to get some goddamn sleep | |
| 233 | <Greene>: the way he says sleep sounds strange | |
| 234 | <Greene>: "Give me the cup and I'll show you!" | |
| 235 | <Jitterbug>: Well, by that definition, couldn't Rob have it as well? | |
| 236 | <Greene>: "Rob had it once, it was his. Then I borrowed it" | |
| 237 | <Greene>: "And I need to get it back" | |
| 238 | <Jitterbug>: Hmmm, alright | |
| 239 | <Jitterbug>: One more thing then | |
| 240 | <Greene>: "What?" | |
| 241 | <Jitterbug>: You promise to stop being a colassal ass to Greene | |
| 242 | <Greene>: "Listen, after this, I won't bother you two" | |
| 243 | <Jitterbug>: Right | |
| 244 | Jitterbug tosses John the Cup | |
| 245 | <Greene>: John takes the cup. He seems to take on a transparent quality for a second, then returns solid. | |
| 246 | <Greene>: "Thanks" | |
| 247 | <Jitterbug>: Now, get talking | |
| 248 | <Greene>: a few of his men come in and begin bringing in the briefcases | |
| 249 | Jitterbug starts to pick up suitcases, and carry them outside | |
| 250 | <Greene>: "Get them to the car, you'll see on a stop home" | |
| 251 | <Greene>: in due time, all the briefcases are brought to the trucks. John gets in the drivers seat of one of them, expecting you to sit in the other seat | |
| 252 | Jitterbug sits on the roof | |
| 253 | <Greene>: John has not let go of the cup since he's gotten it | |
| 254 | Jitterbug opens the door, and enters the car | |
| 255 | <Greene>: "Ready to head home?" | |
| 256 | <Greene>: he is still smoking those obnoxious cigarettes | |
| 257 | <Jitterbug>: Yea | |
| 258 | <Jitterbug>: Drive me home, buddy | |
| 259 | <Greene>: he starts up the truck, they begin driving off. every time you blink, you are in some other location. a road. rain, desert, snow, sun, fields, until you reach a rather open wide praire with a hill on it | |
| 260 | <Greene>: he stops the car there, steps out | |
| 261 | <Greene>: "I won't be joining you home" | |
| 262 | <Greene>: he goes up the hill, expecting you to follow | |
| 263 | Jitterbug follows wearily | |
| 264 | <Greene>: at the top there seems to be a grave there, a shallow one the kind you'd expect a runaway or a cowboy to make. John stands before it rather solemnly | |
| 265 | <Greene>: a wooden cross makes up the tombstone, but its hard to read from far away. | |
| 266 | Jitterbug walks closer to the tombstone to inspect it | |
| 267 | <Greene>: Closer is something you take a second to understand, as its so outlandish. Inscribed on it is "Johnathan Greene. 1989-2004". | |
| 268 | <Greene>: John doesn't say a word | |
| 269 | <Jitterbug>: Oh... | |
| 270 | <Jitterbug>: This...was your guys dad? | |
| 271 | <Greene>: "No" | |
| 272 | <Jitterbug>: Wait, then...who? | |
| 273 | <Jitterbug>: Wait, then...who? | |
| 274 | <Greene>: "Hell, the guy would have been a weird father to have conceived Rob when he was 6" | |
| 275 | <Greene>: "Its me" | |
| 276 | <Greene>: "Finally getting some sleep, too" | |
| 277 | <Jitterbug>: Wiat, what? | |
| 278 | <Jitterbug>: g-g-g-GHOST DAD!] | |
| 279 | <Greene>: "I ran away when I was little, left little bro Rob alone. I took the cup with me" | |
| 280 | <Greene>: "Lasted 3 years or so out in the world" | |
| 281 | <Greene>: "Always thought I'd be the big shot cowboy that me and him used to watch on TV" he says, adjusting his duster a bit | |
| 282 | <Jitterbug>: So wait, you're...dead? | |
| 283 | <Greene>: "Took you long enough didn't it?" | |
| 284 | <Greene>: John smiles a bit, he changes. Loses age until he looks about 15, the age on the tombstone. | |
| 285 | <Greene>: "Get the cup back to Rob for me, will ya?" | |
| 286 | Jitterbug tries to stick her hand through John | |
| 287 | <Greene>: goes right through | |
| 288 | <Greene>: John looks genuinely happy for once. | |
| 289 | <Greene>: He still keeps his nonchalant nature about him | |
| 290 | Jitterbug yelps in surprise | |
| 291 | <Jitterbug>: Holy cripes! | |
| 292 | <Jitterbug>: So...how did you...pass? | |
| 293 | <Greene>: "Went out here with a few others. Got bit by a rattler" | |
| 294 | <Greene>: "Nowhere to go for miles" | |
| 295 | <Greene>: "It was good though, Rob would be jealous of the cowboy death I got" | |
| 296 | <Greene>: "But, I still had some business. Old ghost stories are true sometimes" | |
| 297 | <Jitterbug>: Do you want me to tell him? | |
| 298 | <Greene>: "Now that the cup is dealt with, I think I can finally move along. Might come back to see whatever the hell kind of kids you weirdos make" | |
| 299 | <Greene>: "And lets keep it a secret until then, eh?" | |
| 300 | <Jitterbug>: Yea, gotcha.... | |
| 301 | <Greene>: "I figure I could count making good with my bro an unfinished business, but I can take a rest now that most of this is done" | |
| 302 | <Greene>: John tosses the cup to her | |
| 303 | Jitterbug catches the cup | |
| 304 | <Greene>: "I already made good with dad. Rob aughta do the same one day. Things have changed" | |
| 305 | <Jitterbug>: I'll make sure of it | |
| 306 | <Greene>: He yawns a bit | |
| 307 | <Greene>: "Now, I'm off to see mom. Take care of my brother or I'll haunt you for the rest of your weird pseudo-eternal life" | |
| 308 | <Jitterbug>: Can do, John | |
| 309 | <Jitterbug>: I'll seeya round, okay? | |
| 310 | <Greene>: "Hah. Sure. See you around, Bella" | |
| 311 | Jitterbug waves, smiling, as some tears go down her face | |
| 312 | <Greene>: John fades away slowly into the breeze until there is nothing standing there | |
| 313 | <Greene>: Just the grave of a long dead teenager. | |
| 314 | Jitterbug takes a closer look at the cup | |
| 315 | <Greene>: The cup is made of silver, ornate engravings, an ivory stem, and studs of jewel make it look to be very old. This must've belonged to the family. | |
| 316 | <Greene>: It is a beautiful piece, to say the least. | |
| 317 | Jitterbug smiles, and then heads to the car | |
| 318 | <Greene>: You blink once again, you are back at the shack. The briefcases are stacked neatly by the door | |
| 319 | <Jitterbug>: Thanks, John | |
| 320 | Jitterbug sniffs the air for Greene | |
| 321 | <Greene>: Greene is in the shack, asleep on the couch | |
| 322 | Jitterbug rustled Greene | |
| 323 | <Jitterbug>: awake] | |
| 324 | <Greene>: [rustled my jimmies, you did] | |
| 325 | Greene yawns, wakes up | |
| 326 | <Greene>: "Oh, good mor- evening honey" | |
| 327 | <Jitterbug>: Hey Rob, good news! | |
| 328 | <Greene>: "Good news?" | |
| 329 | Greene sits himself up | |
| 330 | <Jitterbug>: Yea! Turns out, your brother? Ain't that bad of a dude! | |
| 331 | <Greene>: "...John? Bella are you sick? You get brainwashed? Is this even Bella?" | |
| 332 | <Greene>: "Guy was a jerk to ya" | |
| 333 | <Jitterbug>: Well, he sort of helped me get this... | |
| 334 | Jitterbug picks up the suitcases | |
| 335 | <Jitterbug>: and this... | |
| 336 | Jitterbug pulls out the cup from behind her back | |
| 337 | Greene takes a second to recognize it, then his draw drops | |
| 338 | <Greene>: "Wh-wha even I don't HOLY CRAP" he says in a confused and happy state | |
| 339 | <Greene>: "How'd you get this" | |
| 340 | <Jitterbug>: With help from your brother, we got it from a vault | |
| 341 | <Greene>: "I... thank you!" he gets up and hugs her and plants a kiss on her as well | |
| 342 | <Greene>: "I thought it was gone for good" | |
| 343 | Greene is a little bit teary eyed. That cup has some memories. | |
| 344 | <Jitterbug>: Well, it ain't going anywhere, Rob, just like me, and your family | |
| 345 | Jitterbug pecks Rob on the cheek | |
| 346 | <Greene>: "I just... my god this is amazing." | |
| 347 | <Greene>: "I always just sort of reasoned that John took it to remind himself of mom, its why he took it from me. But he got it back for me? And you helped? I don't even know what to say" | |
| 348 | Jitterbug smiles at Rob being so giddy | |
| 349 | <Greene>: "I love you so much, you know. Nobody would have done this for me." | |
| 350 | <Greene>: "Oh just wait until I see John again" | |
| 351 | <Greene>: "I bet he'll try to play it off like he totally doesn't care" | |
| 352 | <Greene>: "But I know him, this proves it" | |
| 353 | <Jitterbug>: Yea, give that some time okay he's....busy | |
| 354 | <Greene>: "And busy? What, being a jerk for hire?" | |
| 355 | <Jitterbug>: With...stuff. He's being doing stuff out west | |
| 356 | <Greene>: "Right. Cowboy stuff. I swear he never dropped that" | |
| 357 | <Greene>: "Whatever, everythings good" | |
| 358 | <Jitterbug>: Yea, totally | |
| 359 | Greene looks over and notices the briefcases | |
| 360 | <Greene>: "What are those?" | |
| 361 | <Jitterbug>: Money... | |
| 362 | <Greene>: "Money? Like.... a lot?" | |
| 363 | <Greene>: Rob is happy like today is his birthday | |
| 364 | <Jitterbug>: Yea, a lot! | |
| 365 | <Greene>: "...You're amazing, you know that?" | |
| 366 | <Jitterbug>: You are too, Greenhorn | |
| 367 | <Jitterbug>: Anyways, why don't we make it a trifecta of happiness today? | |
| 368 | <Greene>: "Whatcha got in mind?" | |
| 369 | Jitterbug picks up Greene | |
| 370 | <Jitterbug>: Rob said he wanted to see our weirdo kids one day... | |
| 371 | <Greene>: "....what?" | |
| 372 | <Jitterbug>: gotta get over that fear one day, Rob | |
| 373 | Greene waits a second, then finally realizes | |
| 374 | <Greene>: "you... you really?" | |
| 375 | Jitterbug pops Greene into the bedroom, and shuts the door behind them | |
| 376 | Greene is bamboozled | |
| 377 | <Jitterbug>: Yeah, really |