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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 11:02:57 GMT -8
Still frowning, Tugger nodded, "I'd suggest we take off f'a walk but it ain't exactly pleasant out."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 11:10:06 GMT -8
Misto bit the bottom of his lip. "No, just... things have been a little hectic lately, and..." he shrugged. "I... I'll be alright. Sometime."
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 11:19:11 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, sighing, "Wish there was somethin' I could do f'you, but I don't think I'm likely t'be much use."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 11:21:39 GMT -8
"Unless you happen to have a time machine?" Misto said with a wryly smile. "But thank you anyway."
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 11:26:05 GMT -8
Tugger shook his head, offering a half-grin back " 'Fraid I'm fresh outta those."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 11:31:56 GMT -8
"Damn," Misto deadpanned, and then smiled faintly. "But, it's my own mess, and it'll have to work out after a while." Or enough time would pass that it would stop hurting.
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 11:39:49 GMT -8
Tugger nodded, "Guess there ain't much more t'be done. But I wouldn't be worryin' yourself too much about Zimmerman, I'd say there's a reason or two why only Mac puts up with him."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 11:45:24 GMT -8
Sucking in a breath, Misto let it out. "Yeah, that's going to be next to impossible, honestly. The, not worrying about him, that is. Since I..."
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 12:04:16 GMT -8
Tugger shook his head, "You ain't makin' a whole lot of sense."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 12:10:12 GMT -8
Misto's ears flickered and he sighed. "I... it's hard not to concern yourself when you think you might be in love with them but they've managed to very clearly show they think you're out of your mind?" He glanced away as he said it.
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 12:20:34 GMT -8
You could almost hear the sound of Tugger's jaw hitting the metaphorical floor, for a moment he just blinked at Mistoffelees, "Y... y'what?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 12:23:15 GMT -8
Taking another careful breath, Misto shrugged slightly, still not looking at the other. "Tugger, I think I'm in love with him and he kicked me out of his damn house. And has since done his hardest to insult me every chance he gets."
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 12:25:54 GMT -8
Tugger continued to blink at his friend, "Yeah, I heard what y'said, I just..." he shook his head, having really no idea what to make of what he'd just been told and half wondering why Mistoffelees had told him at all.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 27, 2011 12:30:13 GMT -8
Misto lifted his shoulders and let them fall. "You're my friend, Tug, I don't know, I thought you should at least... know." And stop insulting Coricopat where he could hear.
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Post by amanika on Feb 27, 2011 12:41:57 GMT -8
Tugger shook his head again, running a paw through his headfur, "Jeez Misto, can y'wait til I'm sittin' down next time." he his paw slid from headfur to mane, toying with the fur there, silent for a long while. Eventually he sighed, "Y'know, y'might be better off not jus' tellin' that t'every cat y'meet, some ain't gonna take too kindly to it." he rubbed the back of his head, "Ain't exactly sure what I think of it myself. Is it jus' Zimmerman or d'you gen'rally prefer the toms t'the gals?" the whole conversation was starting to feel somewhat surreal.
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