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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 15:33:25 GMT -8
"So long as you're sure." Tugger said eventually, "An' not just sayin' it coz y'feel y'hafta'."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 15:45:24 GMT -8
"I offered, Tug. You're welcome to come. I should go down and give her a call to let her know that we're leaving."
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 15:51:10 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, "Like I said, long as you're sure. If you're callin' y'might wanna warn her it ain't just you."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 15:54:34 GMT -8
"Yeah, I'll go do that, if you're set?"
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 15:56:02 GMT -8
Tugger took one last look in the mirror, "Fur looks as good as it's gonna get. No point tryin' t'tame it further. Jus' need t'find my coat."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 16:03:24 GMT -8
"Alright, I'll go down and give her a call then." He slipped out, grabbing his coat and hat on his way before heading downstairs to the phone.
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 16:06:36 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, running the comb through his headfur one last time before trooping off to collect his overcoat. He sat down on the stairs to wait for Munkustrap, sensibly out of earshot of the telephone.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 17:02:34 GMT -8
Munkus emerged a couple minutes later, picking up his overcoat and hat. "Shall we?"
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 17:08:19 GMT -8
Tugger shrugged the coat over his shoulders, "Sure. Your gal all okay with this then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 17:14:33 GMT -8
The tabby nodded. "Yeah."
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 17:17:26 GMT -8
"I guess we should get goin' then." Though Tugger was still feeling a little reluctant, "Is it snowin' out?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 17:19:17 GMT -8
"No, but looks like it has, and probably will again before the night's out." The tabby answered, opening the door as he buttoned his overcoat.
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Post by amanika on Jan 8, 2011 17:21:26 GMT -8
Tugger followed suit, turning up his collar to keep the wind from untidying his mane, glad he'd slipped a comb in his inside pocket in case he needed to tidy himself on arrival.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 8, 2011 17:30:26 GMT -8
Munkus waited til Tugger was out before making sure the door was securely closed and heading toward where he had checked for the bus schedule, there were a pawful of buses running intermittently at the moment. Would help if they had a car, but considering the cost....
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