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Myrtil Igaly: why is he leaving?
Triky Jinx: aliens myrtil
Matthew Querrien: He's gotta tell someone something.
Myrtil Igaly: that's not green, alien stuff is always green
Matthew Querrien glances at Underby with visible uncertainty.
Triky Jinx: there gonna eat us a nose it
Myrtil Igaly: oh yes it does look like it fell from the sky
Triky Jinx: i bet they'll look like mr bumbleby
Myrtil Igaly: maybe he's one
YoYo Underby: What was that?
Myrtil Igaly: Your aliens friends missed their landing Mr Underby
Triky Jinx: nuthink
Triky Jinx: SHSSHSH myrtil!
Myrtil Igaly: woops..
YoYo Underby: I know both your names.
YoYo Underby: Mr Tenk has pointed you out.
Myrtil Igaly: you can't I never saw you!
YoYo Underby: But I saw you, Myrtil.
YoYo Underby: And you, little Jinx
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An old lady with a huge bag full of stuff on her back (including a big telescope, and a chair, don't remember the rest) arrives, climbing down the stairs of the Town Hall.
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Margo December: oh a
Myrtil Igaly: Hello Madam
Margo December: nice keep my hands warm yes
Margo December: like a stove
Margo December: i small boy with a big chin offered me a stove today
Triky Jinx: ?
Myrtil Igaly: it might be dangerous you know Ma'am
Myrtil Igaly: You've got quite a big package to carry
Margo December: my hand s warm yes they are warm, safe and warm, no moon out today
Matthew Querrien: Everyone has luggage.
Myrtil Igaly: no moon out..?
Triky Jinx: shes barmy
YoYo Underby: You will both wish you had not been so impudent with me.
Myrtil Igaly: moon is out at night Ma'm
Myrtil Igaly: I've not been impudent!
Matthew Querrien picks up a small handful of snow.
Triky Jinx: that sounds serious, what does it mean?
YoYo Underby: You will find out soon enough.
Margo December: this is the tear dropped from the sky
Myrtil Igaly: That barrel?
Triky Jinx gulps
Matthew Querrien: A tear? I though tears were water.
YoYo Underby: A tin tear drop.
YoYo Underby: I leave you all to the mad woman.
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Mr Underby changes into something, not sure exactly what cause he got stuck in lag on my screen (something tiny and furry I think), and disappears.
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Myrtil Igaly wonders which one is madder
Triky Jinx: ha look hes gone tiny
Matthew Querrien: Good. The company will become bareable again.
Margo December: you all be looking out for the moon will find you
Matthew Querrien: So, Miss, do you know what this is?
Margo December: its warm
Matthew Querrien: It's warm, like a stove, and it's not the moon.
Margo December: keeps my hands warm child
Triky Jinx: uoh
Margo December: keep it in my things maybe useful someday when i get it all back
Triky Jinx: shes a bit to old i think
Myrtil Igaly: you want to take that barrel?
Matthew Querrien: Have you lost your things, miss?
Margo December looks over her shoulder
Margo December: no dear, what i lost i keep with me you see
Matthew Querrien: Oh, i see.
Triky Jinx: have you got some marbles?
Matthew Querrien: So this isn't something you've lost, then?
Myrtil Igaly: Ma'm, why are you talking about the moon, is that dangerous?
Margo December: keeps my hands warm, yes warm and safe
Matthew Querrien: Do you recognise this, then, Miss?
Margo December: when the moon is up, i have to hide
Triky Jinx: hide?
Myrtil Igaly: At night you mean?
Triky Jinx: from the moon?
Margo December: when its up in the sky it looks for me so i must hide
Myrtil Igaly: are you a werewolf?
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The old lady climbs up the stairs of the Town Hall and disappears inside.
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Myrtil Igaly: Strange old lady
Matthew Querrien: O... kay.
Triky Jinx: what kinda question is that
Myrtil Igaly: cause, werewolves transform during full moons
Triky Jinx: oh i see
Myrtil Igaly: but she doesn't look like one
Triky Jinx: never heard of an oldlady werewolf before
Myrtil Igaly: yeah but
Matthew Querrien: Women like that are proof that girls are weird...
Myrtil Igaly walks to Matthew and slaps his backhead
Matthew Querrien: Oi
Triky Jinx: he he he
Myrtil Igaly: so what is that anyway? A stove?
Matthew Querrien: You're a girl, you tell me.
Triky Jinx: a container
Triky Jinx: you click it and you get a message about it
Mysterious Container: Upon closer inspection this object seems warm, and slightly burnt. Could it be that it has fallen from the sky? Perhaps from some passing airship?The broken bits of wood and brass suggest that the top has been broken, but looking inside only reveals the container to be empty.
Myrtil Igaly leans over and smells the inside
Myrtil Igaly: what was inside you think?
Matthew Querrien: I might travel outside the city, see if it look like something from another city.
Triky Jinx: Martians
Myrtil Igaly: that's a long trip Mat
Myrtil Igaly: we'd see skeletons if there were martians inside
Triky Jinx: we might need to start alien hunting or something, protect ourselves
Myrtil Igaly: oh you think they survived
Myrtil Igaly: but they would be very tiny
Matthew Querrien: Well, the top DOES look forced.
Triky Jinx: i could fit in there and you know what i can do
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Triky throws a Molotov cocktail to demonstrate what he's able to do.
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Matthew Querrien: Damn it, will you stop burning things?
Myrtil Igaly: but that would be only ONE Martian then
Myrtil Igaly: Yes I know what you can do!!
Myrtil Igaly: The bag lady might like you, she's always talking about getting warm
Triky Jinx: he
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Triky runs away.
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Myrtil Igaly: You know that man
Myrtil Igaly: Jesper Renfold
Matthew Querrien: Nope
Myrtil Igaly: I know him
Matthew Querrien: Never seen him before.
Myrtil Igaly: what did he say?
Matthew Querrien: Nothing of interest.
Myrtil Igaly: did he tell who he was gonna see?
Matthew Querrien: [12:44] Jesper Renfold: right i must get back and inform the Van Creed
Myrtil Igaly: oh gosh
Myrtil Igaly: He was already there last year
Myrtil Igaly: The Van Creed are greedy people who just wanted to make money on the Professor Eliot's invention
Matthew Querrien: I'm kinda new, I don't know what this Van Creed is.
Matthew Querrien: Oh, I see!
Matthew Querrien: I heard of that.
Myrtil Igaly: Then they wanted to use Jason Moriarty
Matthew Querrien: We should make sure that thinger is still in place in the theatre.
Myrtil Igaly: I don't think they can use it
Myrtil Igaly: it's broken
Matthew Querrien: Yeah, but it's one of three parts...
Myrtil Igaly: already last year Jason Moriarty tried to use another kind of power source
Myrtil Igaly: the Cloud Angel
Myrtil Igaly: no no, it's all three parts reunited
Matthew Querrien: This may be related.
Matthew Querrien: Oh, it is?
Myrtil Igaly: yep
Myrtil Igaly: but Jason fell from a sky plateform very high in the sky
Matthew Querrien: Hmm
Myrtil Igaly: into the Vernian Sea
Myrtil Igaly: although his body was never found
Myrtil Igaly: I dunno, but I don't like to see That Jesper Renfold around
Myrtil Igaly: he's bad
