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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 4, 2010 19:50:08 GMT -8
She turned back to the tables. "Got himself shot a few nights ago, showed up on my back doorstep bleeding." The white queen paused, looking from one brother to the other, finally settling her gaze on Macavity. "You mean you didn't tell your brothers?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 19:50:42 GMT -8
Mac actually barred his teeth at that. "Slipped my mind," he said, voice low but above a growl.
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 20:04:47 GMT -8
"What did you want t'go an' get shot for? An' you worry about me looking after myself, least I never got shot!" Tugger put the towel on the bar and came out from behind it to get a closer look at his brother. "You've seen a doctor, right?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 20:08:30 GMT -8
"Course I saw a doctor," Mac snapped in reply. "You think I'm stupid? It's not like I wanted ta go and 'et shot! And as for worryin' about you lookin' out for yourself, do you maybe 'et why I don't want you around me now? Things like this happen. Five henches down and a gunshot wound. You wanna imagine what would have happened had you been hangin' around?"
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 20:40:10 GMT -8
"And?" Tugger prompted, "Just what did the doctor say?" He let the latter part of the comment slide for the moment. He'd already told Macavity he wasn't interested in getting involved with his business anyway.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 20:43:32 GMT -8
Mac gaped at Tugger for a moment. "He said it'd be fine," he growled. "It was four days ago, I am fine. Just pulled it wrong for a moment. Can walk around just fine and everythin'."
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 20:46:09 GMT -8
Another snort, "I bet you're not meant to be yet though. Where did you get hit?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 20:50:53 GMT -8
Mac's mouth opened and closed twice before he got anything out. "My side," he said finally. "Didn't hit anythin' important. Just hurt like hell but it's better now."
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 20:58:35 GMT -8
Tugger made a noise somewhere between a growl and a sigh, for a second looking like he was going to say something, before thinking better of it. He remembered the doctor saying once when he was younger that Macavity's ribs were weak.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 21:04:23 GMT -8
Mac rolled his shoulder. "Really, I'm fine." He watched Tugger's expression. "I was up and walkin' the day after I got my ribs broken, so four days later means I actually took the time to rest."
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 21:12:40 GMT -8
"And look what state that left them in." Tugger muttered, more to himself than actually daring to say it to his brother.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 21:16:19 GMT -8
Mac narrowed his eyes at that. "And apparently I learned from it. Since I took the damn time, and I swear, you're not tryin' ta mother me too are you?"
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 21:20:06 GMT -8
"Can't be," Tugger replied, sounding a little flippant again in the face of his brother's irritation, "I never had one to know how to."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2010 21:22:04 GMT -8
Mac's eyes widened and then narrowed. "Probably better off for it," he muttered. He, after all, had been old enough to remember their mother.
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Post by amanika on Dec 4, 2010 21:28:29 GMT -8
Surprisingly, Tugger just nodded in agreement. "So, gettin' shot aside, things goin' okay f'you?"
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