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Post by qualapec on Feb 7, 2011 22:47:53 GMT -8
"It's neat seeing my little kit so in charge."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 7, 2011 22:49:44 GMT -8
Mac's brow quirked up and he grinned. "Oh?"
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Post by qualapec on Feb 7, 2011 23:55:19 GMT -8
"I knew you'd go places, you just needed to bring it out of yourself." Brachen grinned. "Look where it's gotten you.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 7, 2011 23:58:12 GMT -8
Mac's grin turned into something more of an almost tender smile. "Yeah, well, it's certainly not been easy. Had some help..." his tail twitched. He still didn't know where said help was. It was like having a constant buzzing in the back of his mind that seemed an awful lot like panic.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 1:07:23 GMT -8
Brachen studied Mac's expression. "What's wrong?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 9:21:55 GMT -8
"Nothin'," Mac said automatically. He paused and then, "Somecat's missin'. Went ta a meet and never came back when he said he would." He was no liking how anytime one of them showed up, the other seemed to disappear. Cor left for college, and Brachen waltzed into his life. Brachen left, and a scant few months later Cor reappeared. Now Brachen was back and Cor was missing. The thought was starting to freak him out just a little more.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 17:55:29 GMT -8
"I hope he's all right," Brachen said and meant it. "How long as it been?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 17:59:25 GMT -8
Mac swallowed. "Still less than twenty-four hours... doesn't mean anythin'."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 18:12:18 GMT -8
Brachen nodded. "And I take it the meet he was going to wasn't that unusual? Nocat that would have cause to do either of you harm?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 18:23:57 GMT -8
Mac shrugged. "Not particularly. Took several henches with him, just ta be sure, but it's a group that as far as I know never caused much trouble before this. What caused trouble is the fact I've not heard from the back up or him, and he damn well said he would be back that evenin'. He... almost never doesn't do what he says."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 20:02:52 GMT -8
Brachen didn't want to tell him that there was almost definitely something foul up. "And you trust the henches?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 20:10:57 GMT -8
"I did," Mac said, frowning. "For them ta have 'otten as high as they did, yeah. But there's been plenty of ambushes around lately..." Like the one that got him a gun shot wound just a little while ago.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 20:25:24 GMT -8
Brachen tilted his head. "Who do you think is behind them?" Brachen was suddenly feeling his knife paws itching.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 20:29:29 GMT -8
Mac growled, nearly slamming his paw down on the table. It wasn't Brachen he was angry at, but damn he was ready to slay somecat. "I have no damn idea," he snapped as the waiter returned with the food--including the pancakes.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 20:32:18 GMT -8
"Let me know when you know." Brachen licked his lips, fingered the butterknife on the table. "It'll be just like old times, I promise."
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