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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 16:47:01 GMT -8
"Mhm?" Misto asked, dropping the tie on the couch beside him and pulling his leg up against his chest, wrapping his arm around it and resting his chin on his knee.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 16:52:27 GMT -8
"What happened?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 16:56:52 GMT -8
"I-I..." he let out a long breath. "Hell, I'm not even sure. You know, how after I got kicked out by my uncle, I found a place to stay? I was just pretty happy to have any place so I really didn't fully... think it through."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 16:57:42 GMT -8
Jerrie looked at him warily at that. "Where did y' end up?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:00:05 GMT -8
He waved a paw around in small circles, trying to think of anyway to say what happened. "I, you've heard of Coricopat Zimmerman?" he winced slightly on saying the name.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 17:00:59 GMT -8
Jerrie's brows rose sharply. "Yeah, I heard a him, what's he got t' do with this?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:01:53 GMT -8
"It was his house," Misto said, one ear flickering back.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 17:08:06 GMT -8
Jerrie gaped at him. "You know anythin' 'bout that cat?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:10:35 GMT -8
Misto blinked at him. "I didn't know it was his house--okay, I should have, but I didn't. Why? What's so bad about him?" He couldn't stop himself from sounding defensive.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 17:15:43 GMT -8
"Besides th' fact that 'e's second-in-command t' one a th' big gangs in this city?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:17:08 GMT -8
"Anything other than that?" Misto asked, voice still not at it's normal pitch.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 17:21:03 GMT -8
"That ain't enough? Misto c'mon, I know y' a bit dismissive a cat's doin' things like that, but really?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:23:06 GMT -8
Misto hunched his shoulders slightly and curled a bit more in himself. "Remember who my uncle is? Yeah, alright, so it wasn't great finding something like that out but..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 13, 2011 17:28:19 GMT -8
Jerrie shook his head. "But y' okay with that? Well, anyway, what 'appened t' get y' kicked out?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 13, 2011 17:33:45 GMT -8
"I..." He would rather answer the question about whether or not he was okay with knowing about the gang bit than why he got kicked out, but honestly he would much rather answer neither of them. "I am okay with it," he said finally. "I don't think that's entirely a good thing but I am."
Pausing, he bit the inside of his lip before letting his head fall against his knee. "As to getting kicked out..." He had been trying so hard not to think about that kiss. He had to lie about this. "I overstepped a line apparently by trying to take care of him when he got himself injured."
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