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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 22:39:30 GMT -8
"Oh, that...yeah, I knew about it." Jerrie replied, looking a bit sheepish.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 22:41:11 GMT -8
Misto's brows twitched up. "Knew about it, did you?" he murmured, almost rolling his eyes. "Dare I ask who you run it with then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 22:43:31 GMT -8
Jerrie hesitated for a long moment before answering. "Tugger."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 22:47:49 GMT -8
Nodding, Misto looked even less surprised by that. "Makes sense. He did manage to tell me he was somehow involved in something like this. That also explains why his brother was here the other night."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 22:49:34 GMT -8
Jer bit the inside of his lower lip. "Yeah, pretty much."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 23:01:04 GMT -8
Misto paused for a moment, looking him over. "Come on, Jer. You really think I'd freak out over something like this?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 23:01:53 GMT -8
Jerrie considered for a moment and then shook his head relaxing. "Suppose y' got a point there."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 23:09:46 GMT -8
Misto shrugged. Honestly, he hadn't even been that surprised and the thought worried him slightly. "I wouldn't worry about it," he said. "I'm pretty used to things like that honestly." He sighed softly. "Any other plans for today then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 23:10:41 GMT -8
"Have to meet with Munkus this evenin'."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 23:13:28 GMT -8
"About the rum-running?" Misto asked, pulling his legs up under him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 23:17:36 GMT -8
Jerrie nodded. "Yeah, ain't got much else t' meet with 'im for."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 23:19:32 GMT -8
Misto's mouth twisted into a half smile and he shrugged. "True enough. Guess I was just checking."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 17, 2011 23:23:21 GMT -8
"Yeah. So how're you doing, M?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 17, 2011 23:25:04 GMT -8
Paws coming up to twine around his tie, Misto glanced at the other. "Fine. I'm doing fine..." He rose abruptly. "When is dinner? I could make it..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 6:20:40 GMT -8
"Well, Teazer ain't home yet an' that might step on 'er paws a bit, y'd need t' offer t' her t' make it."
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