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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 23:36:34 GMT -8
Munkus settled in the seat across from her, seeking a topic of conversation. "How have you been?" That probably wasn't a wise one since it was usually a reciprocal question...
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 23:44:40 GMT -8
"Oh, fairly well," she answered. "I've been working for most of the week, and just things like that. How have you been? You look pretty tired still." She winced slightly when that came out. She certainly had not meant to say "still" but he had looked so tired last time, and now only somewhat worse.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 23:46:32 GMT -8
"Busy. Work's been...a bit hectic of late. And tired is probably a good summation. Sleep and I seem to have parted ways for awhile again." He replied a smile tugging at the corners of his lips again.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 23:49:56 GMT -8
She answered his smile with a soft one of her own. "I can't say I've ever been as bad, but I certainly know the feeling of only being an acquaintance with sleep."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 23:52:29 GMT -8
"Well, it could be worse so I suppose I'll take what I can get."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 23:55:39 GMT -8
Electra nodded, and turned when a waitress approached. "So, you wanted coffee, right? Or anything else you'd prefer of course."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 16, 2010 0:05:47 GMT -8
"Coffee sounds wonderful. Thank you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 16, 2010 0:09:31 GMT -8
"Of course," she told him, turning back to the waitress and giving the order for two coffees. "Thanks honey," she said as the other queen left, turning her attention back to Munkustrap.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 16, 2010 0:15:56 GMT -8
Munkustrap fiddled with one of the buttons of his suitcoat. "Am I the only one who finds this a bit strange?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 16, 2010 0:18:56 GMT -8
Electra tilted her head and smiled at him. "Probably. You don't get out much do you?" She paused. "Are you alright with this? I'm sorry if I pressured you into anything..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 16, 2010 7:52:36 GMT -8
"No, I'm fine with it, I just...I don't know anything about you." And I feel a litt;e bit like I'm accepting hand outs. The tabby's ears flickered a bit.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 16, 2010 9:11:41 GMT -8
"Well, how do you think people get to know each other?" she asked, leaning against a propped up elbow. "Anything you want to know in particular?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 16, 2010 10:20:50 GMT -8
"Well, to begin with, where are you from?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 16, 2010 13:35:39 GMT -8
"Felidae, actually. I grew up here. My mom and I lived with my father's parents for quite a while," she said, not mentioning her brother. It felt wrong somehow to speak of the dead, no matter how badly she had hated him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 16, 2010 13:57:55 GMT -8
He nodded slightly. "What do you think of Felidae?"
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