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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:01:54 GMT -8
"You're the one who just called him cold and unfeeling," Misto snapped. "So he's an utter bastard. Why where my reactions so surprising then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:06:52 GMT -8
Munkustrap studied him for a long moment, piecing things together. "You responded with more hurt than I've ever seen a cat react to him with...except perhaps his sister, but that's a different matter."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:10:52 GMT -8
Misto scowled at the mention of Coricopat's sister. "Yeah, but I'd probably been dealing with him the last few days in a much more concentrated form than most cats, and I apparently made the mistake of thinking I gave a damn about him. I won't be doing that anymore. Why does any of this matter anyway?" His ear flickered, tail swishing dangerously close to his leg.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:13:51 GMT -8
"Gave a damn about him? I'm beginning to wonder if I just voluntarily choose to work with idiots."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:17:11 GMT -8
Misto blinked at him for a long moment before raising his paws. "Oh? How so and why in plural?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:20:26 GMT -8
"Well, Jerrie here hasn't the brains God gave a rock and I think you have less than that. Taking into account accepting lodging from Coricopat Zimmerman."
"Hey, what the hell, Munkus!" Jerrie protested, from where he'd been leaning against the wall, carving as he half-listened to the conversation.
"Shut up." The silver tabby'd had a long day dealing with clients he loathed and really didn't want to be dealing with anything further that evening, but had to be at Jerrie's for a while at least.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:24:02 GMT -8
Misto's ears flattened and he growled lowly. "Anything else you feel like saying?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:25:53 GMT -8
Munkustrap considered how exactly to word it and then shook his head. "I just don't want a re-enactment of Romeo and Juliet on my paws."
"A what of..." Jerrie looked a Munkus and then at Misto, his paws stilling. "You don't mean..."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:27:32 GMT -8
Misto just gaped at him for a long moment, sucking in a breath to say something and having nothing come out for a moment longer. Finally he got out, "Excuse me?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:31:24 GMT -8
"Yes, Mungojerrie, that's exactly what I mean." Munkustrap replied, his blue gaze turning to Misto. "Well, can you deny it?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:34:58 GMT -8
"You're out of your damn mind," Misto snapped, which he hoped sounded like a good enough denial.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:36:42 GMT -8
"Really? Because honestly I think it explains a lot."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:41:02 GMT -8
"It explains a lot now does it? Why the hell is that the explanation you arrived at?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 18, 2011 17:42:46 GMT -8
"Offer me an alternative." Munkus replied.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 18, 2011 17:50:27 GMT -8
Misto growled at him again. "I don't need to because you're still out of your mind. He was helping me, alright? He can be... nice if he feels he's getting something out of it and I certainly don't know what it was but I'm not... I am certainly not..."
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