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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:17:12 GMT -8
Coricopat chuckled. "You could be spend years trying to figure that out."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:18:33 GMT -8
"Is that a challenge?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:19:56 GMT -8
Cori's lips quirked into a slight smile. "Depends, are you taking it as such?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:21:38 GMT -8
(("You wouldn't know a subtle plan if it painted itself purple and danced naked on top of a hopiscord singing 'subtle plans are here again!'" Misto, I'm looking at you.))
"Perhaps. It would certainly make things more interesting."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:25:44 GMT -8
Cori blinked at that, but shrugged. "Fair enough. If you think you're up for that challenge then by all means go ahead and try."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:27:28 GMT -8
Misto snorted and smiled at the other. "Alright."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:28:55 GMT -8
Coricopat glanced at his watch. "Well, I have a meeting to be at. Good evening to you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:31:08 GMT -8
Misto titled his fedora to him. "Good evening to you to then," he said, smiling. "Good luck with the rest of the night. Who knows? You might finally meet someone with more brains than a rock even."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:34:34 GMT -8
His lips twitched into that flitting smile again as he rose. "Perhaps, we'll have to see."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:36:02 GMT -8
Misto's eyes followed him as he stood. "Seriously though, good luck. Especially with any meeting this late."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:39:22 GMT -8
"Indeed. Take care."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:41:09 GMT -8
Misto tipped his hat again. "You too."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 15, 2010 18:42:14 GMT -8
Coricopat slipped out of the Jazz club, mentally shaking his head. Had he honestly just granted the other cat permission to come into contact with him enough to "try and figure him out"? Damn it he had.
((exit Coricopat))
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 15, 2010 18:46:20 GMT -8
Misto watched him go, before glancing back up to the band, and then down at his watch. He rose at the end of the song, slipping out on his way back to Fourth Street.
[THREAD END]
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