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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 13:41:41 GMT -8
"All day?" Misto snapped. "You're not nearly well enough for sitting at a desk all day."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 13:43:03 GMT -8
Cori's grey eyes narrowed. "And who are you to say otherwise?" He challenged.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 13:45:47 GMT -8
Misto gaped at him, still blinking sleep out of his eyes. "Uh, someone who's not an insane idiot? Also, do not make me call Macavity or Doctor Cohen."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 13:48:55 GMT -8
"Neither of them would do anything. And you're 'sane'? Hah." He replied, placing a paw on the top of the cane, moving over to pick up the vest from the chair near his dresser.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 13:53:00 GMT -8
Misto's ears flickered back when the authority he had hoped to back his statements up with got pulled from beneath him. "Hah?" he snapped, ears going even further back. "What do you mean, hah?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 13:55:54 GMT -8
"I mean what was the last 'sane' thing you did, hm?" Coricopat glanced up from where he was working to button the vest.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 13:58:58 GMT -8
Misto blinked at him. "Right. Good point. What have I been doing lately?" He knew exactly what he had been doing, and a second after it left his mouth wondered what the hell he was, or wasn't, thinking when he asked it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 14:01:49 GMT -8
"Accepting offers of lodging from a cat you know next to nothing about, taking a job from him, and falling for him. Sanity and you parted a long while ago." Cori all but snapped in response.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 14:04:21 GMT -8
Misto's eyes snapped open and he froze. "Haaaa," he managed to get past his throat, almost managing to turn it into a panicked laugh. "E-excuse me?" His tail wrapped around his leg and he actually told half a step backward at that.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 14:05:03 GMT -8
"You heard me. If you'd bothered to actually find out about me I'm sure this latest bit" He motioned around the room to indicate both the house and his injuries, "wouldn't have been as much of a shock."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 14:09:07 GMT -8
"N-not that bit," Misto said, knowing full well it shouldn't have been a shock at all, since he had been living in denial at that point. "What the hell do you mean 'falling for?’ And besides which, you're the damn ADA, that implies you shouldn't be in a gang!”
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 14:10:14 GMT -8
"Take it how you like. But really, can you deny it?" He curled his lip. "You live in this city and you didn't expect that?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 14:16:01 GMT -8
Misto took a shallow breath. "I--yes I can deny that" His tail was swishing around behind him. "A-and what about you then? I may be crazy for accepting offers for you, but what the hell about you giving them?" He swallowed, wanting to look away, and not wanting to admit that he had expected something like that and hadn't wanted to, ignoring the issue until it showed up bleeding on the doorstep.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 14:18:22 GMT -8
Cori had a response ready. "When you do your tricks you place yourself at an ideal lookout position. You're nephew to Bustopher Jones."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 14:20:03 GMT -8
"I don't do those tricks anymore, and you have never asked me a damn thing about my uncle," Misto shot back. "And last time I checked, you actually get information from informants, and I don't happen to see any of the rest of them living in your house and I am sure you have plenty."
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