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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 20:35:52 GMT -8
Mac's eyes slowly drifted over Brachen and down to where he was playing with the knife. "I'll keep that in mind," he murmured.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 20:52:35 GMT -8
Brachen smiled, deciding there was nothing else he could offer right then. He was still trying to keep a low profile. "I hope you find him, though." Brachen looked around, deciding to change the subject, find something inane to talk about. "I like your sense of decor - needs a queen's touch, though."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 20:55:06 GMT -8
Mac paused for a long moment, looking around and then finally back at the other. "Oh?" he said, voice surprisingly calm and level on that syllable.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 20:58:51 GMT -8
Brachen shrugged. "It's nothing against you, and it's lovely the way it is, they just have a sense for...indeterminate things."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 8, 2011 21:01:09 GMT -8
Mac chewed at his food thoughtfully for a minute and shrugged. "I like it well enough," he declared, ear flickering. He had meant to stop by the Fishbone every morning since New Years and hadn't managed it yet. Damn.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 8, 2011 21:25:54 GMT -8
"I like it, too," Brachen replied, smiling.
((end thread))
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