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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 18:48:47 GMT -8
Misto nodded. The nap had helped but not sleeping at all the night before had not been pleasant. "Yeah. Need anything before I go to bed?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 18:50:41 GMT -8
He thought a moment, a glass of water wouldn't go amiss, but really... "No."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 18:54:56 GMT -8
Misto glanced at the bedside table. "I'll get you another glass of water then, and leave some painkillers there, in case you need them in the middle of the night, though those should last you a while. Call me if you need anything else?" Misto said softly, rising.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 18:56:55 GMT -8
"Of course. Try to sleep." Cori replied, some small part of him regretting the withdrawl of the other.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:01:24 GMT -8
Misto nodded, swallowing, not entirely wanting to admit how little he'd slept the night before. "I'll be back in a minute," he murmured, slipping out to get the water and painkillers.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 19:02:35 GMT -8
Coricopat watched him go, before sliding down between the blankets more, pulling them up over his bare shoulder--only then really realizing exactly how little he was wearing. Everlasting Cat...
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:08:25 GMT -8
Misto reentered a few moments later, setting the glass and painkillers down on the edge of the nightstand. "You're going to be alright for tonight then?" he asked softly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 19:13:08 GMT -8
"I'm fine." Cori replied, looking up at the other and not much caring for it.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:15:15 GMT -8
"Alright," Misto said softly, biting the inside of his lip and wavering for a moment. "Good night then."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 19:18:03 GMT -8
"Good night, Mistoffelees."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:22:54 GMT -8
Misto blinked rapidly at the sound of his name, his stomach twisting slightly. He took a step back toward the door. "Sleep well," he murmured, slipping out.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 19:25:07 GMT -8
Cori lay there, his gaze fixed on the empty doorway, for a long time before reaching up and turning off the lamp, grimacing at the pull that put on his back. He curled up under the blankets, closing his eyes and trying to sleep.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:34:02 GMT -8
Misto sighed, getting into bed himself, after making sure the sheets were securely tucked in. They ended up on the floor again over the course of the night though, since he tossed again so much. Sometime after one he finally fell asleep, and a while after four his eyes snapped open, trying to blink away the nightmare. Sighing, he sat up, turning the light on and pulling out the book he had been reading earlier, drawing his legs up to his chest.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 12, 2011 19:38:30 GMT -8
Cori's sleep that night was intermittent at best, if it wasn't pain, it was the fact that his mind was spending far too much time mulling over the situation in his house, and if it wasn't either of those it was him trying to calculate how best to go about locating the cats who had done this in the first place. His mind was too active to let him sleep much.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 19:40:35 GMT -8
((Day 33))
Misto sighed when it finally became light out, rolling out of bed and taking a shower before he could think about facing Coricopat or making breakfast.
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