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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 19:47:21 GMT -8
Taradan let himself straight into his family's apartment, having an accurate hunch that only his youngest brother would be at home. He wasn't happy about asking more of his brother, but he supposed it couldn't hurt to find out Ricky's reaction to Coricopat's request (or was it an order?) at least.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 19:49:15 GMT -8
Ricky looked up from the dime-novel western he was reading. He was stretched out on his stomach on the floor, his ankles crossed behind him. "Hey, Taradan."
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 19:56:01 GMT -8
Taradan gave his little brother a half smile as he shucked his coat and took a seat in his favourite chair, automatically feeling his pockets for a cigarette and matches. "Evenin' kid, you okay?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 19:59:08 GMT -8
Ricky nodded, turning his attention back to his book. "Yeah, you?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:05:41 GMT -8
Finding what he was looking for and lighting up, Taradan dropped the used match in a nearby ashtray and took a long drag of the cigarette before nodding. "Not so bad. Got the night off, which makes a change. Nose in a book again?" he added after a moment, "No wonder you're too bleedin' smart f'your own good." it was meant affectionately, but a hint of bitterness crept into Taradan's words at the end, thinking of where the kit's 'smarts' had gotten him and what he had to ask Ricky as much as he'd rather not.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 20:08:27 GMT -8
Ricky glanced up, his ears flickering. "I like readin'. Ain't like I'm gonna be able to do much with it, but I like it."
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:12:36 GMT -8
"Mmm." Taradan sighed, "Look, kid..." now it was back at the forefront of his mind he'd rather just get this conversation over with. "I jus' came from seein' Zimmerman."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 20:14:59 GMT -8
Ricky's ears went back at that, his tail stopping the gentle tapping it had been doing next to his leg. "And?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:21:55 GMT -8
"And I passed on what y'gave me." he took another drag on the cigarette, blowing the smoke out heavily through his nose. "And he asked me t'ask you about comin' in t'talk with him about the information he's after."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 20:23:28 GMT -8
Ricky froze, gaping at his elder brother. "Hell no."
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:32:16 GMT -8
"Meetin' on neutural ground mind." Taradan added, but he nodded nonetheless, "I ain't thrilled with the idea either. Don' want y'gettin' more mixed up in all of this than nesseccary."
He scratched his head, mussing the fur there, "Mind you, I ain't sure how Zimmerman'll take that answer. I don't reckon he's too used t'bein' said no to." he shrugged, "He only said t'ask you though. It ain't wise upsettin' him, but I'll try tellin' him no if y'like." he met his brother's eyes. "It's your call kid."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 20:35:35 GMT -8
Ricky's ears stayed back, his tail moving to curl next to his leg. "No. I won't. It's one thing t' be runnin' missives, another t' be lettin' 'im know where things are, but I can't risk bein' seen wit' him."
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:44:23 GMT -8
"Dunno if Jones' lot know he works f'my boss." Taradan admitted, "But better safe than sorry, I don't blame'y." he inhaled the last of his cigarette before crushing the butt into the ashtray. "I'll talk t'him."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 5, 2011 20:45:48 GMT -8
Ricky nodded slightly, "Kay...thanks, Taradan."
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Post by amanika on Mar 5, 2011 20:49:32 GMT -8
Taradan shrugged, "I'll try anyway, no promises you'll like Zimmerman's reponse though. If he wants somethin' bad enough..." he left it there, not wanting to further scare his brother. "You alright?"
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