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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 18:37:17 GMT -8
Coricopat considered for a moment and then nodded. "I think I may."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 18:42:53 GMT -8
Misto nodded, smiling faintly as he turned and strolled over in that direction.
((Exit Mistoffeeles))
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 18:44:30 GMT -8
After a momentary hesitation, Coricopat decided he might as well and followed the small black cat.
((exit Coricopat for the moment))
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 2:11:32 GMT -8
Tantomile nodded at Charles, "I know," she said after a moment, "that's why, for the most part, I tolerate it." she opened her mouth to say something else, but stopped short, turning around and nearly hissing when she saw Coricopat at the bar just a few feet away. Still at least he wasn't talking to her, even if he was suddenly rather too close for comfort.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 10:06:42 GMT -8
Charles followed her gaze, an eyebrow rising, but he'd already asked what he felt was his place to ask regarding the siblings. "Everything alright?"
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 14:01:30 GMT -8
Tantomile swallowed back her annoyance and nodded, "Everything's fine, thank you Charles." It came out just a little more frostily than she intended.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 14:06:03 GMT -8
His red ears flickered back a bit at that, but he nodded. "Fair enough."
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 14:08:36 GMT -8
"Did you make a decision about something to drink?" she asked after a moment, deciding it was better not to persue the subject, despite one ear flicking towards the sound of her brother's voice.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 14:13:34 GMT -8
"I was thinking some sparkling cider. And yourself?"
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 14:20:46 GMT -8
"I think just some fruit juice," Tantomile decided, turning to pass their drink's request to the barman.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 14:22:11 GMT -8
Charles leaned against the bar slightly, his bi-color gaze scanning the room.
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 14:26:46 GMT -8
Tantomile couldn't help it, she glanced behind her again.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 14:31:13 GMT -8
Charles saw the motion out of the corner of his eye. "You know if you really wanted to avoid him you'd do better to ignore him." The remark was quiet.
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Post by amanika on Jan 16, 2011 14:51:59 GMT -8
Tantomile stiffened slightly at that comment, she supposed she couldn't blame Charles for commenting, she would have done in his place for sure, probably much more pointedly, and she knew he was right, that was what stung about it.
"Yes, well..." well what? Easier said than done? That was true enough, but far too much like admitting a weakness for Tantomile to say it. She was saved by the arrival of their drinks, hurriedly taking a sip to avoid having to comment further.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 16, 2011 14:57:12 GMT -8
The Turkish Van glanced at her as he picked up his own glass, studying the drink in it for a moment. It hadn't been his place to say that, but really, he wasn't sure he wished to get caught in the middle of anything between Coricopat and Tantomile and if Tanta watching her brother intermittently meant that the other tom came over and he did end up in the midst of it, well....that would frankly shoot his evening to hell.
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