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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 13:55:40 GMT -8
"Enough to replace the bandages, thread and antiseptic."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 13:57:47 GMT -8
Mac was still staring at him with narrowed eyes. "Alright. And?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:04:02 GMT -8
"And what?" Doc looked at him as he returned to settle in a chair nearby.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:09:14 GMT -8
Mac's eyes were following him, and he frowned. "People don't do things just for nothin'. What the hell else do you want from me?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:13:11 GMT -8
"Nothing." He replied, pointedly.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:14:19 GMT -8
Mac just looked confused by that point, though his voice was still remarkably harsh. "Well why the hell not?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:18:22 GMT -8
"Because I don't need anything."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:20:00 GMT -8
Mac's eyes roved around the apartment and he snorted. "Sure you don't."
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:23:07 GMT -8
Doc frowned at that. "I don't. I have everything I need."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:26:40 GMT -8
"Everythin' you need is a shitty little apartment with broken down furniture? Sure," he eyed the couch again and winced when he saw the claw marks he had left on it. "I don't like owin' cats favors. I owe you one from years ago and I don't want ta owe you another." Especially not to him, dear god he didn't want to owe this cat another favor.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:28:58 GMT -8
"I said need. I have a roof over my head, a steady job, clothes to wear, and food in the cupboards. I don't need anything more." His tone was clipped, the comment about his apartment putting him on edge.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:31:06 GMT -8
"Well what do you want then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:33:31 GMT -8
"Things to go back to how they were, but that's not going to happen." He replied.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 6, 2010 14:37:59 GMT -8
Mac blinked at that, finally turning his head away. His paws shifted in his lap. He considered for a moment. "How were things before?" he asked softly, figuring it was too private of a question but curious.
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Post by Meadowlark on Dec 6, 2010 14:41:50 GMT -8
"A more consistent schedule at the hospital, a house, and a small bit of naive idealism." He shrugged as he replied. "But the world's changed so I can't expect a single life to return to normal."
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