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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 0:02:22 GMT -8
Mac laughed, glancing over at the smaller cat out of the corner of his eye. "But worth it."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 0:08:18 GMT -8
"Oh? How so?" He asked, glancing at the red tabby before returning to watching the crowd.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 0:20:30 GMT -8
Mac shrugged, glancing at him again and back out. "I like flashy things."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 0:23:52 GMT -8
Doc nodded. "You could have a worse hobby."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 0:24:46 GMT -8
Mac raised a brow at that and nodded. "Sure. I like this one well enough myself."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 0:33:56 GMT -8
"Well, I should let you get back to whatever it is you were doing."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 0:36:50 GMT -8
"I..." He sighed. "Alright. Don't run off ta quickly though, stay for at least a while."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 0:40:00 GMT -8
"I will, I already said I would after all." Doc assured him.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 15, 2011 9:32:12 GMT -8
Mac grinned at him again, nodding, before glancing back toward the door. Guests were still showing up after all. "Well, enjoy the evein' then, I'll be around."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 15, 2011 11:38:44 GMT -8
Doc nodded, offering his employer a bit of a smile before slipping through the edges of the crowd trying to figure out what to do with himself until he could viably leave.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 18, 2011 16:19:35 GMT -8
Mac watched him go, turning back toward the door to greet the guests, pausing when he saw what looked like the Police Commissioner entering.
Sonya shifted in his suit, which he usually did not wear, and glanced over at Vala. "You look lovely," he told her. "Are you ready for this?"
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Post by qualapec on Jan 18, 2011 19:00:29 GMT -8
Vala shifted from foot to foot, again feeling very out of place. Despite how pretty she felt, there was a little voice in her head that told her she was plain and underdressed.
Vala lifted her chin high. It was just a party. She could do a party. "I'm fine. It's very colorful."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 18, 2011 19:10:43 GMT -8
Sonya nodded and raised his head to see a red tabby bearing down on them.
Mac strolled over. "Commissioner," he said, holding a paw out. "So 'lad you could make it."
"Macavity Hollister I presume?" Sonya asked, shaking his paw, looking the other over. Hm. So this had been the cat to bail Tugger out on such short notice. Sonya looked around the room again. It certainly looked like he had more than enough money.
Mac nodded and dropping Sonya's paw, turned to his companion.
"And this is Vala Tortoiseshell," Sonya added.
"Lovely ta meet you," Mac said, bowing slightly and picking up her paw to kiss the back of it.
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Post by qualapec on Jan 18, 2011 19:25:49 GMT -8
Vala smiled cordially as he kissed the back of it. "The pleasure's all mine," she said, trying not to be flustered. It had been a while since she'd been in a situation where it would be acceptable for a tom to be so polite. However, she couldn't help but notice the scars on his knuckles. She supposed every tom got in scrapes, but they were the kinds of fight scars she would expect from farm cats back home, not a hotel owner. She filed it away for later. "This is a lovely ballroom," she said with a smile and meant it. A lot of new designs were gaudy and excessive but...the Demoniaque had a sense of class to it.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 18, 2011 19:33:28 GMT -8
Macavity grinned at her. "Why thankee," he said, flattered. "I'm quite fond of the place myself." He glanced between the two cats. "You need anythin' tonight, just let me know, hm?"
Sonya nodded. "Certainly."
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