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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 22:25:24 GMT -8
Mac rolled his shoulder as he usually did. "Yeah yeah. I'll adjust, always do."
((No, he won't. He'll be a little... distracted.))
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 22:34:11 GMT -8
"Yeah. Well, see you after classes maybe. Try to avoid losing it with any of the teachers, hm?" Cori glanced at his friend as they exited the lunchroom.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 22:45:55 GMT -8
Mac nodded. "Yeah. I'll be avoidin' the house like usual. Should probably go pick up Tugger from his school though... don't want him gettin' into trouble. And yeah, yeah, I'll try to let the teachers live the day you mother hen."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 22:48:26 GMT -8
"I resent that remark." The mottled tom commented as he turned to head toward his own class.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 22:49:59 GMT -8
Mac laughed and winced when it pulled his ribs. "You are though!" he called after the mottled tom. He shook his head and turned down the other hallway toward his own class, getting several wary looks from underclassmen as he passed.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 22:53:52 GMT -8
Cori leaned against the flagpole in front of the school after classes, watching for the distinctive fire-colored tabby.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 23:11:26 GMT -8
Mac weaved his way through the crowds of students, snarling at a couple giggling freshmen that got in his way. He finally broke out of the crowd and strolled over to Cori. "How're you doin' Cori?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 23:13:46 GMT -8
"Fine. You know if you didn't snarl at them so much you might be able to get a date once in a while." He remarked, straightening.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 23:22:53 GMT -8
Mac's eyebrows shot up. "Seriously? You're one to talk. Besides, why would I want a date with any of them?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 23:24:44 GMT -8
Coricopat shrugged. "Have yet to see one that caught my eye. And I don't know, why do you do anything?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 23:29:05 GMT -8
Mac rolled his eyes. "I'm ready to give you up as asexual at this point. And they're gigglin' idiots the lot of them. I do request some brains in the people around me."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 23:31:15 GMT -8
"Of course you are. Might not be too far off." He shrugged. "If Tantomile wasn't being such a bitch right now I'd shove you at her."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 23:36:40 GMT -8
Mac froze and blinked over at the mottled tom. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to hit him or laugh. "That's a slightly disturbin' thought," he settled for, walking forward again. "One Zimmerman's enough."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 2, 2010 23:39:20 GMT -8
Cori chuckled. "Well, you said you required brains in those around you. She's one of the few I've met who fit that description."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 2, 2010 23:48:36 GMT -8
"Brains, yeah, but I do have standards above that."
((Unlike Sonya...))
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