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Post by qualapec on Feb 12, 2011 23:04:04 GMT -8
Vala collapsed into the park bench, dragging her hat off her sweating forehead and breathing deeply. It hadn't gone well. No real leads. However, there also hadn't been another murder, so it didn't seem to be a spree. Either way, it was frustrating work. She was planning on spending her break in the park, just letting the cool air wash over her face. Quiet.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 23:07:47 GMT -8
Philip would have been insulted if anycat referred to what he was doing as prowling, or snooping, but he was pretty much doing both. Glancing around the park, he arched a brow at the queen sitting on the bench, looking a little worse for wear. Hrm, was that some sort of uniform she had on? Well, it couldn't hurt to ask her how she was... He turned his step toward her.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 12, 2011 23:12:08 GMT -8
Vala heard pawsteps coming her way and shot a sideways glance, eyes narrowing. She'd just spent two days talking to merchants anxious to sell things and terrified, incoherent witnesses. She didn't think she had the patience for anything else. If somecat asked her anything other than the time of day, she was going to explode.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 12, 2011 23:13:33 GMT -8
"Good day," Philip said, sitting down on the bench next to her. "Whatever got you in such a state?"
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Post by qualapec on Feb 12, 2011 23:51:14 GMT -8
Vala glared at him. "What state? I'm just tired."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 0:16:20 GMT -8
He glanced her over. "Tired? That may be an understatement. Besides, it's rather early yet in the day to be tired."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 13, 2011 0:22:45 GMT -8
"It's never too early when you don't get any sleep at night."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 0:26:42 GMT -8
He arched his brows only higher. "Oh? And why didn't you get any sleep?"
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Post by qualapec on Feb 13, 2011 0:33:31 GMT -8
Vala narrowed her eyes. She wasn't sure she liked this Tom. "Excuse me, I'm a very private cat..." a beat passed between them, in which Vala realized how suggestive that really was. "Oh..." he pressed a paw to her forehead. "I didn't mean it like that." She scowled. "I was reading. Reading."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 0:40:58 GMT -8
Philip blinked at that for a moment, a brow coming down so the other could raise a bit higher. "Did I say you weren't?" he asked, amused.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 13, 2011 0:47:30 GMT -8
Vala watched him carefully, and nodded, waving a paw in acknowledgment. "Fair enough." She sighed. "But that still doesn't explain why you care?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 0:49:42 GMT -8
He shrugged. "I'm a curious cat. You looked interesting."
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Post by qualapec on Feb 13, 2011 1:03:58 GMT -8
Vala raised an eyebrow. She'd been called a lot of things...interesting was pretty low on the list of things cats usually said in reference to her. "That's not an adjective that has ever been attached to me."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 1:05:48 GMT -8
He wondered if his brow was going to freeze up where it was. "Really? Too bad. You sure look like you have some things going on there." He tilted his head, sizing her up again.
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Post by qualapec on Feb 13, 2011 1:21:09 GMT -8
She sighed again. "What about you? What does it say about you that you're interested? Most cats keep to themselves."
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