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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 21:26:52 GMT -8
Brachen whistled, welcoming the warmth of the other cat. "Good for you. It's the ones that aren't you've gotta worry about, though."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 21:29:19 GMT -8
The corner of Mac's mouth twisted up, though it wasn't quite a smile. "Yeah, no kiddin'." It hadn't been that long ago he had been ambushed and shot after all.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:09:47 GMT -8
"So ah, yeah," Brachen stammered. He was...just so happy to see Mac. The situation was familiar. Safe. He sobered. "There were times I never thought I'd see you again."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:11:18 GMT -8
Mac's mouth twisted again. "I thought you were lon' 'one," he said. "I thought the same. But you're here now. So it's alright, yeah?"
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:24:48 GMT -8
"Yeah, it is." Brachen...was happy. Just being there with Mac, looking at him, holding him. There hadn't been anyone else, and now he was remembering why. "Damn, I mean. We should have lunch or...something that normal cats do. Catch up."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:26:13 GMT -8
The corners of Mac's mouth twisted up. "I do have my own restaurant," he said, bragging just a little. "It's one floor up."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:31:00 GMT -8
"What time would be good for you?" Brachen had to force himself to ask it. He was anxious to spend time with him. God...he looked so GOOD.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:34:12 GMT -8
Mac stepped back a bit farther to look at his watch, one ear flickering. He had almost completely forgotten about his missing ADA for a minute there. But, unless he was about to go out and start combing the docks himself, there wasn't actually anything he could do. "Nothin' goin' on now," he said. "Even finally have a new cook."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:35:28 GMT -8
"Good cook, I hope?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:36:16 GMT -8
"Hopefully. Haven't had much time ta try him out yet," Mac replied, reminded again about Cori.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:39:16 GMT -8
Brachen stepped towards the door, opening it and motioning into the hallway. "So, what's it like being king with cream?
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:40:13 GMT -8
"Stressful as hell," Mac replied, wavering a second and stepping forward. "But it has it's advantages. It's nice ta be able to demand things of others you don't necessarily have ta do yourself."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:54:06 GMT -8
"Meh. Never liked the idea too much. To order other cats around you need to be a social butterfly. Or, you know, they have to be scared of you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 6, 2011 22:57:16 GMT -8
Mac nodded. "Yeah. I certainly don't mind playin' the host most of the time, but sometimes fear is the only way ta 'et ta certain groups. Personally I enjoy it though." He turned his feet toward the back stairs to the third floor, not wanting to bother with the lift.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 6, 2011 22:59:19 GMT -8
Brachen followed him, scowling at the number of steps. "I thought it was considered unlucky to build in 13s?"
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