Rub-a-dub-dub (2)

Viridian -- Meanwhile, feeling quite stylish

in her fuzzy pink bathrobe, Viridian opens her door, steps out into the hall and promptly trips over her gold Rockette shoes. "Murumph! yeow! who put those out here?" She picks herself off the floor and scoops up the shoes. The big gold earring falls into her hand. "There you are," she exclaims, "Why is all my stuff out in the hallway?" Realizing her feet are bare, she slips on the shoes and starts down the hall.

All the while, she can hear doors slamming and the sound of people running. *Hmmmmm,* she thinks, *the Scapers are restless tonight.* She strolls down the hall, the little metal taps on the soles of her shoes are tap-a-tap-a-tapping as she walks. Dangling the earring in her right hand, she twirls it around as she comtemplates her favorite recipe for cocoa:

**********Viridian's Cocoa Sludge************

1/2 cup of hot cocoa mix

handful of milk chocolate chips

She starts to tippy-tap down the stairs when the thumpthumpthumpthump of running feet grows louder. Up the stairs scoots that darling little dinosaur, chomping down on some yellow thing, with a determined look in its eyes. Barreling right after it is an even more determined bunch of people. They charge up the stairs past Viridian. Too surprised, she loses her her balance and the earring flies out of her hand. One of the pursuers grabs her arm to keep her from falling down the stairs. "Ohh!" she cries, then gets a good look at her rescuer. "Siegfied!!" she yells.

Ragnar just looks at her. "Huh??" he asks. He starts up the stairs after the others. "Sorry! Gotta go!"

Viridian sinks down the stairs and sits on a step for a while. *Maybe I should spike my cocoa,* she thinks.

Raven-Kat -- “Seigfreid, huh?”

Rae asks Ragnar as they run after Thor. "Viridian? Something I should know, big guy?"

Sweetiepie Parrot -- Up in the lodge in the roof garden..

Sweetiepie was just getting to sleep again. After returning from the solarium he had puttered about for a bit, finally getting ready for sleep in his magnificant castle shaped bird cage. Just as he was drifting off, he was startled back awake by a commotion out on the Mansion's roof. Disgustedly, he fluttered to the window and looked out.

Thor was running across the roof with a yellow object in his mouth. The tiny dinosaur took a flying leap over an ornamental shrub and turned back around, burrowing under the bush.

Then the door slammed open again. (Thor slamming it open the first time was what had awakened the grumpy bird.) Three humans barrled out the door and slid to a stop on the roof. First Ragnar who was in the lead, came to a stop as he tried to look around to spot the dinosaur. Then Rae, surprised to have Ragnar stop so abruptly, plowed into his back forcing him to windmill his arms to keep his balance. Then Sixth charged through the door, running right into Rae's back. Ragnar had just about saved himself from falling over but this new impact knocked him over and all three of them ended up in a heap.

Sweetiepie laughed so hard he nearly fell off the windowsill.

"Get your elbow out of my ear!"

"Ragnar! Watch where you're putting your hand!"

"That's not his hand. That's my hand."

"Don't appoligise to her. It's her dinosaur. It's her fault."

At this point, Sweetiepie DID fall off the windowsill. By the time he had regained his breath and his perch, the three had picked themselves up and were spreading out to search the roof garden. Thor, duck in mouth, circled back around behind them, toward the door to the stairs.

"Hey! There he is!" Rae shouted.

"Thor! Come back here!" Sixth shouted.

"My ducky!" Ragnar shouted.

The three dashed back toward the stairs but Thor rushed through the door before they could get there and it shut behind him with a clang. Ragnar grabbed the door handle and pulled. Nothing happened.

"It's locked." Ragnar said. "What do we do now?"

Spyral -- Spyral opened the front door

to the mansion and staggered in.

*Boy! What a nite! That's the last time I go to one of Ragnars' Viking bars! Talk about rough! But at least those ladies were careful with their throwing axes. I am certainly in the mood for some serious sleep.*

Speaking softly to anyone within range, the angel said,"Do Not Wake Until Tommorow Nite! I got some serious pillow-munching to do!!!"

As he reached the foot of the stairwell leading up to the level on which his room was, the angel suddenly heard the "Thump-Thump" of something or someone rapdily descending the stairs. Looking up, the angel had a split second to catch sight of something green and yellow just before the impact sent him tumbling backward onto the living room floor.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WHUMPHFFFFFFFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"WHAT THE FRELL?!?!!?!?!?!?!" Spyral sputtered, struggling to push off of him whatever was now clinging to him.

"GAHHHHHHHHHH!" the angel said shoving the unknown assailant away.

*OOPS! SORRY ABOUT THAT!* a recognizeable voice boomed in his already aching head. *I AM IN A BIT OF A HURRY!*

"OBVIOUSLY THOR! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GOING?!?!" Spyral asked.

*AWAY! THEY ARE PURSUING ME! THEY WANT TO TAKE IT!!* the dino replied.

"What....Who....WHAT ARE YOU TAKING ABOUT?!?!"

Just then, the sound of a wooden dor splintering sounded from upstairs. Thor turned to look up the stairs as the sound of shouting began to arise. He quickly looked around on the floor, obviously not finding what he was looking for, then giving up, sped off towards the kitchen, calling back to Spyral as he ran, *YOU HAVE NOT SEEN ME!!!!*

The angel just shook his head in bewilderment. "OOOOOOOOOOKAY!" Lifting himself to his feet, Spyral steadied himself, then started once more towards the stairs. As he took a step, something small and yellow dropped from inside his coat and landed on the floor in front of him with a squeak. Bending to pick up the object, the angel discovered that it wa a rubber duckie.

"Hey! Now how did you get in there? Well, you look lost to me. And I guess now since I found you, that makes you my responsibility. I bet you'd like a nice swim in my fishtank. You'll be much safer there! Never know what's gonna happen here" he said as he ascended the steps and walked into his room, closing the door behind him. The sound of shouting and running footsteps sounded outside his door as it closed.

Spyral set the duckie to float on the top of the water in his fishtank. The assorted fish took turns swimming to the top to investigate their new "roomie". Removing his clothing, the angel stepped into his bathroom and turned on a nice hot shower!

*AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!* he thought sighing. Nothing like a nice quiet evening in the mansion.

Chryse74 -- More Thumps?!

"What's going on now Kaybe? I could've sworn that some of those thumps came from upstairs, then downstairs." asked Chryse.

Shaking her head in exasperation, and giggling a little, Kaybe says, "Who knows? They're still probably chasing after that rubber duckie."

"Think it's too early to start breakfast? I can't possibly go back to sleep now, and after this night, I think everyone's going to want a pretty frelling great breakfast so we can be civil to each other. Wanna join me? I figure I can actually make fresh bread and bagels for breakfast at this hour."

Meanwhile, in Spyral's room, his fish start playing with the huge floating, yellow thing in their tank. Noting that it did nothing but float, the beautiful fish take turns bumping it around the tank. Then, they get the idea to bump it all together and *SQUEAK* it gets bumped on the floor.

If only Spyral had closed his bedroom door securely, we could have a quiet night (whatever's left of it anyway). Unfortunately he didn't, so the little Louie lizard outside saw his chance and darted in to grab the duckie he'd been looking for.

Louie thinks he finally has a chance to play with it when Ragnar, 6th, and Rae come storming past. Uh, oh thinks the lizard, and he's right.

With a cry of triumph, Ragnar bends down to take the duckie away from Louie. Louie grabs it even more firmly and a tug of war of massive begins.

who will win? the plucky lizard or the viking?

Raven-Kat -- “I’ve got you!”

Ragnar shouts as he struggles to free the ducky from the lizard.

"Not like that!" Sixth says. "You'll break it!"

"Roll him onto his back." Rae suggests. The others look at her as if she was crazy. "What? I saw Steve Irwin do it..." Rae shakes her head. "Here, let me." Rae dives onto the lizard's back (sorry, don't remember how big he's supposed to be, so now he's a lot bigger) and wraps her arms around him. "By Crikey!" Rae shouts happily as she wrestles the lizard. "What a ripper!" Wrapping her hands around the very confused lizard's snout, she yells to Raganr, "Grab it!"

Spyral, wrapped in a towel, walks in to see what all the noise is about and is struck by a vision of two peacekeepers and a red-headed Nebari wrestling a lizard for a rubber ducky. "Boy, I really do need some sleep..."

Sixth Sense Dreamer -- They wrestled, they rolled,

they pulled, they tugged...and Louie wound NOT let go!

"Are lizards ticklish?" 6th suggested, as they all struggled to get the ducky out of Louie's mouth.

Just then a *YOINK!* is heard in their heads, as Thor dived accross them, grabbing the back end of the rubber duck (Louie had the head in his mouth) and pullng it free with a *POP!* He landed three feet away from the tangle of Rae, Ragnar, 6th, and Louie. He snickered, sounding like Muttley(You know, Dirk Dastardly's Muttley?) and turned to run.

"NOT THIS TIME!" 6th shouted, pulling herself free from the heap and tackling Thor from behind.

<Squeek *bounce* squeek bounce*> The rubber duck bounced across the floor, teetering next to an open air vent.

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!" Ragnar shouted, diving for the duck. He slid across the carpet, arms outstretched, reaching. His fingers brushed the duck, sending it tumbling downwards into the air vent.

There was silence as they all listened to the echoing, fading <Clang, thud, *Squeek* clang, clang *squeek*>

Ragnar lay still on the floor, banging his head on the carpet. *No,no,no!* he thought.

6th struggled to her feet, her arms wrapped around a struggling Thor. She walked to her door(Just up the hall), opened it quickly, threw Thor in, and slammed the door shut, locking it before the dogs could get out.

Brushing her hands off she shouted through the door, "You're grounded, you naughty thing!"

Rae had a hold of Louie, but couldn't figure out where to put him, since no one had seen Drumheller around.

"Are there any empty cages in the Solarium? I can't think of anywhere else we could put him until we find Drum." 6th said to Rae. Rae shrugged, not having a better idea herself. So into the Solarium she went, putting Louie into one of the larger cages, but making sure the bars were too small for a lizard of any size to squeeze through.

She came back to find 6th struggling to pull Ragnar to his feet.

"My poor Mr. Ducky..." he mumbled then clamped his hand over his mouth, turning red. 6th and Rae looked at him in suprise.

"YOUR DUCK???" they both cried at the same time. Rae and 6th started to giggle, but 6th looked a bit distressed as well.

"Don't...<Snicker> worry, big guy, we'll find him." 6th tried hard not to laugh. She felt bad that her dinosaur might have chewed up one of her friend's prized possessions. No one had gotten a good look at what shape the duck had been in when it fell down the air duct.

"I didn't say that! Mr. Duck...uh...it's not mine! I swear!" Ragnar pleaded with the girls.

"Gee, Rag...it's ok if it is!" Rae said, patting her friend on the arm. "I have one too."

"Yeah, and you should see some of the things I play with in the tub..." 6th said, "On second thought, maybe you shouldn't...talk about embarrassing...I mean, you think a rubber duck is bad..." this got her a puzzled look from Rae, but Ragnar ingored them both.

"It's NOT my duck! Vikings don't play with toys in the tub! Vikings don't even take baths, they take showers if anything! It's not mine, I tell you!"

"And real men don't eat quiche." 6th whispered to Rae, which started a new round of giggling.

Ragnar glared at the two girls. They tried hard to stop laughing. The look on his face only made them laugh harder.

The more they laughed, the madder he got.

"FINE!!!" he roared at them. They clammed up immeadately. "Some poor kid's duck is down the air vent, and all you two can do is laugh at me! Some help you are! I'll get it myself!" He stormed off, stomping down the stairs, heading for the catacombs (Which is where the air vent led to)

Rae and 6th looked at each other.

"Boy he sure took THAT the wrong way!" 6th said.

"No kidding!" Rae replied. "It's just the idea of HIM playing with a tiny rubber ducky..."

"Don't start!" 6th said. "Come on, we have to help him get his duck back."

"Or as he put it 'some poor kid's'" Rae said, imitating Ragnar's growling voice, which only made 6th chortle.

"Come on!" 6th said, and the two girls took off down the steps, trying to catch up with their angry friend.

Mouse2000 -- Mouse walked in

just in time to see the rubber ducky go sliding down the vent. She was still a little fuzzy from being awakened AGAIN by all the noise, and nearly missed Spyral standing there, with his mouth open.

"Nice towel," she remarked with a grin. "Out on a date?"

When no snappy comeback was issued, and he just stood there with his mouth still open, she asked, "What? What did I miss?"

When she heard Rae and Sixth's exchange about how upset Ragnar was, and how it was his ducky, she smiled. Ragnar's ducky? The whole idea made her smile, but then she remembered seeing how upset he looked as the ducky went down the vents, and decided to help. She was awake, after all, so she said to Spyral, "Want to help find the rogue ducky?"

"Nah," he said. "Too sleepy, and hung over."

"That's no excuse!" Mouse stated. "And furthermore, if you don't help, I'll tell a few certain people what you sleep with at night!" A look of uncertainty mixed with, was it, fear? passed over Spyral's face, and he said with a sigh, "Ok, but let me get some clothes on!" Mouse just smiled as he walked back to his room. She lounged against the door and yelled through it, "Five minutes, or I'm coming in after you!!"

Raven-Kat -- “So, uh, Mouse....”

Rae grins, leaning against the door-frame. "How do YOU know what Spyral sleeps with at night?" Rae raises an eyebrow at Mouse.

Rae grins. "Here, help me out over here."

"What do you have?" Mouse looks in confusion at what looks like a really primitive green-screened lap-top.

"The latest in PK technology. It's a tracking device, but it doesn't need a signal-beacon on the other end. It picks up the chemical structure of whatever you're tracking."

"So we set it for 'rubber' and-"

"Right." Rae nods and on her screen, a schematic of the house appears with dozens of red dots. "Okay, we can rule out everything that isn't in the ducts..." She types on a keyboard and dots start vanishing. "Which leaves us with two possible locations..." Rae points to the two dots on the scrren. "Here and... here. Hmmm, I wonder what that other thing is?"

"Well, we'll find out." Mouse said.

"Right then." Rae nods. "Let's move out."

Mouse2000 -- Mouse looks at Rae

and smiles and evil grin. "Don't you worry about how I know what Spyral sleeps with. Spyral and I are...close...friends." Rae raised her eyebrows again.

*Let her wonder about THAT for a while! I guess everyone forgot that I had to look through Spyral's room when he was sick in the "Wandering through the corridors" post. I almost fell over when I saw that* she is snapped out of her thought when Rae pulled out the PK search laptop.

After Rae explained the idea, and Spyral joined the ladies wearing his normal jeans, t-shirt, and open flannel shirt, they started down toward the doctwork that the duckie fell through.

"Hate to ask," Mouse said quietly, "but are we sure the duckie is still in the ductwork? I mean, it could have fallen out somewhere, since all these ducts seem to be open..."

"Well, at least we know it's on a floor below this one. Even the ducky can't defy gravity. I just hope one of us reaches it before Thor does." Rae stated.

"Isn't he in Sixth's room?" Mouse asked.

"You never know with Thor..." Spyral stated. "He's pretty determined. Well, on the the next level!" as he bounded down the steps.

Sixth Sense Dreamer -- “Are you SURE it’s not IN the ducts?”

6th asked as they walked down the steps.

"Well..." Rae checked the readout. "It could be directly blow one of the vent openings. I doubt we'd have to crawl IN the ducts."

"Good. Cause I hate tight places." 6th sighed.

"You do?" Mouse grinned, "You get in an awful lot of tight places for someone who hates them so much!"

6th grinned back. Spyral walked behind the three girls, one hand to his head.

"Rae, do you have any thing for a hangover?" he mumbled.

"I don't have my bag on me. Did you check your wing?" she replied, her eyes on the scanner.

"Yeah, Like I'm moving my head any more than I have to." he groaned back.

"Want me to look?" Mouse offered. Spyral shrugged, and Mouse carefully reached one hand into the angel's wing, without looking, since they were all still walking down the steps, and she didn't want to trip. After a few minutes she pulled out a small green bottle labeled "St. Gabriel's Miracle Cure for Angel Hangovers." In small print below that read "For internal use only. Not to be taken by non-angels. Keep out of reach of children"

Spyral grabbed it, and took a healthy swig off the bottle.

"Better?" Mouse asked.

"Much!" Spyral said, his color looking less green and more normal.

Finally, they reached the bottom of the steps, and entered the catacomb tunnels. The scanner readout pointed in two different directions. After debating which way to go, they headed off down the left tunnel.

Torches flickered, and the sound of dripping water echoed through the tunnel, mixed in with the groups footsteps, and other various unidentifiable sounds.

"You...don't think we'll meet the Phantom down here?" 6th asked shuddering.

"I think he's on vacation, or something..." Rae said.

They exited the tunnel into a large room.

"I think we've found that 'rubber' source." 6th pointed. and they all groaned.

NO rubber ducky. Instead, a large rubber, bouncing room.

"Drat!" Rae said, "It must have been the other way!"

"But that's cool, tho." Mouse replied, pointing at the bouncing chamber.

"Have to remember that's down here." Spyral grinned.

They all turned and went back to the starting point, then headed off in the direction of the other rubber icon on the scanner.

After a long walk, they came out to a huge underground cavern. Various lakes and pools filled the cave, separated by large stone bridges. Off in the distance, near the other side of the cavern...

"Isn't that..." Mouse squinted, pointing.

"Hey! Ragnar!" 6th yelled, her voice echoing around, bouncing off the cave walls. The viking didn't move, or look up, just continued staring down off the bridge he was standing on.

"Gee, I didn't think he was THAT mad." 6th said.

"Do you think something's wrong?" Rae asked, and they all hurried over to where Ragnar was standing. As they walked(Couldn't run, the bridges were slippery) they noticed that each pool was filled with various objects. Some were filled with jewels, some with floating laundry(Mostly socks) and some had things that none of the gang even wanted to TRY to identify. Something large moved under the water in a dark, murky pool, and they hurried by.

Finally reaching Ragnar, the group gathered around him. He didn't look hurt, he looked REALLY P.O.ed.

"Um...Rag? You ok?" 6th asked, gently laying on hand on his arm.

Mouse shook his other shoulder gently. "Big guy?"

Rae was eyeing her readout. "This CAN't be the right spot either! There's just too much..."

"Um...guys?" Spyral said softly, looking in the direction the viking was already staring.

"Come on, Rag! Don't be like this!" 6th said, peering up into Ragnar's face. She didn't like that expression.

"Um...Guys?" Spyral said again, louder.

Ragnar slowly opened his mouth. "So help me god, I'll get you for this, 6th. You and that stupid Dinosaur." he said quietly.

6th was taken aback.

"Now, come on! He only wanted to play. So you have a rubber duck. No big deal...What could possibly be so bad?" she said. Ragnar slowly turned to look down at her. She could tell he was furious. She stepped back as he yelled,

"WHAT'S SO BAD??? ARE YOU BLIND??? LOOK FOR YOURSELF!!!" and he pointed behind 6th.

She turned and looked, as did Rae and Mouse.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you!" Spyral said quietly as they all gazed out across a shallow lake FULL of rubber duckies. Big ones, little ones, All yellow, all squeeking as they bumped into each other. Hundereds upon hundreds of yellow rubber duckies.

"Oh, crap..." muttered Rae.

KaraS -- Meanwhile....

KaraS had stopped bu the library to get something to read to send her back to sleep. After all the excitement sleeping again would be difficult. Just as she had reached her door there was a clatter and the aluminum facing of an air duct in the ceiling fell on her head.

"Ow! Hey, what IS it around here tonight?" she exclaimed in annoyance. As she bent down to pick up the vent cover a yellow object caught her eye. She grabbed it.

"Haven't we met already tonight?" Kara asked the rubber duckie in her hand. "And how did you get in the air duct anyway?"

With a sigh Kara entered her room. She put the duckie on the windowsill and turned around to turn on her reading lamp. He elbow caught the duck and knocked him through the open window.

(Thus Mr. Duckie was no longer in the vent system, not even in the Mansion any longer when Rae turned on her scanner.)

Lurkingghost -- Rae, does the scanner do dino slobber

'Ghost says as she floats into the room, "Maybe we can find the duckie that way. After all, tiny T-Rex saliva can't be all that common around here."

RagnarRB -- Totally dejected...

Ragnar's head sagged until his chin rested on his chest, his shoulders slumping in concert. He continued to stare down at the water below.

He refused to sniffle. Big Vikings don't cry...right? But.....

A dozen rubber duckies, a score, a hundred, A THOUSAND! They were everywhere!

He heard conforting words and comforting hands placed upon him. He said nothing, but turned back the way he'd come. Slowly he moved thru the assembled Scapers. As he passed the last one a corner of his mouth began to creep...

Two words were heard...softy...

Sweetiepie Parrot -- Sweetiepie was flying

along the outside of the Mansion when he spotted a rubber duckie falling from the sky. He caught the toy mid air.

*This is Ragnar's duck.* he thought to himself. *I'd better give it back to him.*

So Sweetiepie made his way down to the grotto under the mansion where Ragnar tied up his longboat. Quietly the little bird flew aboard and picked the lock on the longboat's cabin door. He slipped inside and left the bright yellow duck in the middle if the longboat's instrument pannell.

*He's sure to see it there when he comes back.* Sweetiepie thought. But as he left, slamming the door behind him, the duck was dislodged from it's perch and bounced across the floor, coming to rest underneath the table...

Kaybe0 -- Laughing at the events of the evening

Kaybe and Chryse finish up breakfast and set the table for the gang. "We are going to have a hungry group shortly," says Chryse. " Poor Ragnar. we all have toys, to bathe with or sleep with. Maybe he will feel better if we all admit what ours are." "I know." replied Kaybe. "I sleep with a teddy bear, and don't mind anyone knowing it. Well,,,kind of, I don't." (unable to control a giggle,)"But, Ragnar is so big!" "I think I'll take him a plate of breakfast down to his longboat. He probably won't feel up to snuff this morning after losing his favorite little (halfgiggle)ducky."

Kaybe makes her way down to his longboat, and sets his breakfast on the table. "Gee, (she thinks to herself,) it sure is dusty in here. When is the last time he dusted?" Taking an old rag, she dusts off the tables and shelves, and then, looking around, she finds a broom, and starts sweeping. "I hope he doesn't mind me cleaning up for him a bit". As she sweeps under the table, she hears a squeek. "What the frell...." and she pulls out the runaway duck. Laughing she sits down and looks at it. "Well, what do you know. Won't Ragnar be surprised. You need a lifeline my friend", and slipping a bagel over the ducky's head, she sits it in the middle of the plate, and chuckeling, leaves the boat, and heads back to the kitchen.

Mouse2000 -- Ragnar headed slowly back

to his longboat, and the Scapers assumed that he was getting the scuba gear necessary to find his ducky.

"Personally, I would have made you go get it!" Mouse said to Sixth, laughing. "Know how to swim?"

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Meanwhile, back in the Mansion above, IQ is now frantic after not being able to find his bear. "Where is he? How am I going to find him?" he whispered, pacing through the halls. JilaCosa sees him pacing, and hurries over, asking him if he's alright.

"Well," IQ begins, hesitantly, "I, uh, lost something and now I can't find it."

"What was it? Maybe I can help you find it? And we do have a Lost and Found up on the fourth..." her words trail away as IQ's face lights up, and he dashes up the stairs, muttering loudly, "Lost and Found! Lost and Found!"

Drumheller -- “LOUIE!!!!!”

"Where in the frell can that dren-brained lizard be!",

Drumheller mutters to himself, as he wanders the halls.

"First, no leftover deviled eggs, and now THIS!", Drum

starts to head up to his room."So help me, if he's up in

the room, rolling in my bat guano supply again...."

Raven-Kat -- “Ragnar.”

Rae says softly as Ragnar steps onto the deck of his long-boat. She's sitting crosslegged on the ground in front of a pile of scuba-gear. "I didn't recall if you had scuba gear in your size, but I knew you didn't have it in mine, so I requisitioned gear for us both." Rae hands him an over-sized wet-suit then pulls on her own. "Let's go, we have a ducky to find."

KaraS -- Ragnar and Rae....

suit up in the scuba gear on the longboat's deck and head back toward the entrance to the "dimension of lost things". If they had actually gone INSIDE the longboat they would have seen Mr. Ducky reposing resplendantly in the middle of the table sporting a bagel as a life preserver.

Viridian -- That gentle snoring sound you hear

is Viridian asleep on the stairs.

And snoozing gently himself is a certain lost lizard resting comfortably in her fuzzy, pink bathrobed lap.

Darlin's, you just can't keep a good lizard down. Or caged up as the case may be.

(How BIG is the lizard???????- V.)

SunAeryn -- Well, well, what have we here?

Unknown to the Gang, a long lost memeber finally came out of her "rest and revitalize" state. Little did they know that she and her prowler have been in the Grotto the whole time. She was in a cold sleep for quite sometime and the thing that finally woke her up was all the dust that was stirred up from Ragnar's longboat.