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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:16:09 GMT -8
Mistoffelees tugged his black tie down a little, and sighed. That one damn cat had been back again, the one who refused to let things go and kept playing game after game with grim determination. Misto was starting to wonder if he could kick the cat out after a certain amount of time.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:17:50 GMT -8
Corciopat entered the cardroom, looking around. It was relatively empty which was good for what he needed. He still couldn’t understand why he was doing this... He walked past Mistoffelees' table, setting the long narrow box he carried down on the table as he continued over to speak with Jacobsen.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:18:29 GMT -8
Misto blinked and shook his head. Seeing Coricopat in the room was one thing, having him walk by without saying anything was another, and strangest of all a long slender package had appeared on his table. He blinked at it a couple times, wondering if he should be worried or not. He poked it and when nothing happened he picked it up to open it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:23:17 GMT -8
Cor watched the dealer from the corner of his eye as he received information regarding any cheating going on on the players' parts, how much had come in and what had been lost, as long as they were in a decent ratio to one another without risk of debts he could justify keeping the room open. It was a method of revenue that they could utilize to fund operations that were less lucrative--not to mention the information that was finally starting to trickle through.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:24:54 GMT -8
Mistoffelees titled his head to one side as he looked at the tie nestled in its package. He glanced over at Coricopat, and back to the tie. It was a very tasteful blue, he would admit that, but it was... color. He couldn't remember the last time he'd worn color.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:27:35 GMT -8
The lawyer finished up his conversation a few moments later and moved idly over to the table. "Color is a useful method for 'humanizing' one."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:28:03 GMT -8
Misto blinked for a second, the tie still held awkwardly in his hand. "I..." he gave Coricopat a side long look.”I would almost say you just made a joke."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:32:14 GMT -8
Coricopat arched an eyebrow, choosing not to respond to that directly. "It might do you some good to add just a dash of color to your wardrobe."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:33:19 GMT -8
Misto considered. "But... it's color."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:35:17 GMT -8
"At least it's not orange." Came the dry response.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:36:06 GMT -8
Misto laughed. "Alright, that's true. But I would trust you to never threaten me with a color like orange. After something like that I would never recover and would go to my grave in shades of gray."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:40:05 GMT -8
That elicited a chuckle from Coricopat. "Never fear, as long as I live I cannot see myself giving some other cat something orange. Hideous color."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:41:01 GMT -8
Misto snorted. He glanced back down at the tie and blushed. "Uh, should I thank you?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 31, 2011 23:44:02 GMT -8
Coricopat shrugged in reply. "Propriety would say yes, but really it's unnecessary. After all, I did foist color on you." A wry smile graced his features.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 31, 2011 23:45:14 GMT -8
Misto smiled at him. "Thank you. Does this mean I have to wear it?"
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