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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 22, 2010 22:38:19 GMT -8
Mac was about to open his mouth to say something when he heard the sound of a car pull up. He really hoped that was his ride. Glancing out the window, he recongized the car. Rising, he nodded to the queen. He would have tipped his hat if he still had his. Damnit, he would have to buy a new one, it had been his favorite. "Well, thankee for the towel and use of your phone."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 22:46:57 GMT -8
"Of course. Feel free to stop by again, preferably when you're not bleeding profusely." She offered him a slight smile.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 22, 2010 22:48:53 GMT -8
Mac offered her a smile back. "I'll try to keep that in mind. Well then," he said, giving the room another glance, his eyes coming back to her. "Good night. Or morning, as the case may be."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 22:51:04 GMT -8
"Well, good morning to you. Take care." She rose, considering seeing him to the door, but didn't think it neccessary.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 22, 2010 23:15:07 GMT -8
He nodded at her again, before turning with something like a dramatic swirl to head for the door. He glanced back once before getting in the car, and yelling at the hapless hench.
((Exit Macavity))
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 22, 2010 23:23:20 GMT -8
Griddlebone watched him go, locking the backdoor again as she heard the car pull away. She turned to head upstairs to her room, but paused and stepped over to where Macavity had been sitting, picking up the pistol that he'd apparently dropped. Well, it looked like she'd be going to the Demoniaque later that day.
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