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Post by amanika on Dec 29, 2010 18:35:31 GMT -8
Tugger glanced around the room, glad it was emptying out, "You might as well get used to it. I've been screwin' up my whole life, especially when it comes t'school."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 29, 2010 18:38:10 GMT -8
Misto took a deep breath, his tail curling a little tighter. "Look, can you please just..." he shook his head. "I'm sorry if I was yelling but really, you're not alright, why would it be so damn hard to explain?"
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Post by amanika on Dec 29, 2010 18:49:52 GMT -8
"You try expainin' to someone that you missed class t'have the nurse fix a dislocated shoulder." his tone was flat and cold now, "Let alone that it was your father who did it in the first place because he didn't like the way y'looked at him." a pause, "make y'feel better knowin' that?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 29, 2010 18:55:01 GMT -8
Misto's ears went flat. "Oh," he said, voice small. "That... I'm sorry." He swallowed, mind going back to the scars he had seen on Tugger's back and his stomach dropped. "I..."
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Post by amanika on Dec 29, 2010 19:00:14 GMT -8
"Yeah, well," Tugger said darkly, sholdering the bag on his left side and turning away from the other. "You asked, didn't you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 29, 2010 19:06:07 GMT -8
"Tugger, wait, just..." Misto bit his bottom lip. What was he supposed to say to something like that. I'm sorry just didn't cover it, and it wasn't his fault anyway but... "Just, is there anything you need?" he asked finally, and perhaps somewhat lamely.
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Post by amanika on Dec 29, 2010 19:19:55 GMT -8
"I'm just fine." Tugger's reply was a little forced, "I'll tell you somethin' I don't need, an' that's pity, yours or anyone else's."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 29, 2010 19:47:01 GMT -8
"It's not pity," Misto snapped, annoyed again. "It's something called compassion, or empathy. Ever hear of them?"
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Post by amanika on Dec 30, 2010 4:46:31 GMT -8
Tugger snorted, "I can do without then an' all, as f'empathy. Y'think you've got any idea how this feels?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 30, 2010 10:55:05 GMT -8
Misto blinked at him for a moment and shook his head. "I never said I had any idea how it felt." He glanced away and then back, ears flickering.
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Post by amanika on Dec 31, 2010 11:15:57 GMT -8
"Y'don't know the meaning of empathy then." Tugger said darkly, he wasn't sure why he did for that matter, he supposed something from a class must have been absorbed somewhere.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 31, 2010 11:35:48 GMT -8
Misto gave him a long look and finally just shook his head. "Fine, alright, whatever. If you're sure you're alright, then fine. I should get home."
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Post by amanika on Dec 31, 2010 12:06:26 GMT -8
Tugger arched an eyebrow at Mistoffelees, though his expression was still darkened, "What would y'prefer me t'say, that I'm not alright?
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 31, 2010 12:07:38 GMT -8
"I don't know," Misto muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and his tail wrapped around his leg.
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Post by amanika on Dec 31, 2010 12:11:02 GMT -8
Tugger sighed, "Look, I know y'mean well, but I don't like bein' pitied or bein' reminded of stuff..." he trailed off, not really wanting to go on.
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