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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:12:18 GMT -8
Misto's mouth twisted. "Alright, if you're sure you'll be fine. I'll check on you when I get home then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:13:38 GMT -8
"Fine. Have a good afternoon and evening." Cori responded, reaching for his book.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:17:02 GMT -8
Misto frowned at that, but nodded. "Have a good afternoon," he murmured, slipping out and grabbing his coat and hat before heading for the hotel.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:23:00 GMT -8
Cori glanced at the clock about an hour later, having eaten. He set his book aside and pushed back the covers on the bed, moving gingerly and swinging his legs over the side. He placed a paw on the side table and used it to lever himself to his feet, keeping most of his weight on his right foot.
It took him a moment to catch his balance, but once he had he made his slow, painful way over to the closet, opening the door. All his nicest suits were here, he was really hoping there was some alternative to them. He thought he saw a grey one int he back, it was a few years out of date, but if it came down to it it would do. He leaned against the wall as he shifted that one to nearer the front, his gaze falling on something in the back corner. Pulling the item out he found an elegant cane with a carved handle. Well, at least it would look like an accessory and not just a necessity. He closed the closet door again and, using the cane this time to get accustomed to the feel of it, he maneuvered back to the bed, sliding the walking stick under the bed skirt and settled back under the blankets.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:29:37 GMT -8
Misto returned a little past eleven thirty that night, yawning as he unlocked the door and running a paw through his headfur, ruffling it slightly without thinking about it. He almost went just for his bed, before remembering and going to check on Coricopat. "Hey, how you doing?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:32:08 GMT -8
Cori glanced toward him, "Well enough."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:34:58 GMT -8
Misto yawned again, covering his mouth with a paw. "Hungry? Tea? Painkillers? You need anything before I head for bed?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:38:06 GMT -8
"Painkillers wouldn't go amiss." He replied quietly.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:40:02 GMT -8
"Anything else?" Misto asked. "You probably haven't eaten since lunch..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:43:38 GMT -8
"I'm not especially hungry and you need sleep."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:47:54 GMT -8
"I can be awake another fifteen minutes," Misto said, blinking a little owlishly at him. "You should eat."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:50:11 GMT -8
Cori sighed a bit. "Fine, something small then."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:51:51 GMT -8
Misto nodded, moving out to the kitchen and making a sandwich, getting a glass of water and the painkillers as well. "Here," he said softly, handing them to Cori when he returned to the room. "You have an alright day then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 12:55:12 GMT -8
Cori took the plate from Misto, nodding a bit. "Yes, how was your evening?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 12:59:04 GMT -8
He shrugged one shoulder. "Decent, about the same as other evenings."
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