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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:32:40 GMT -8
Misto glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. "Why do you care?" If he felt better, he might congratulate himself on being right about Coricopat noticing the ties, but between everything he just felt miserable.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:34:17 GMT -8
"I don't, just seems a strange change in your habits."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:35:07 GMT -8
"If you don't care, then don't bother asking," Misto mumbled, still looking away.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:37:25 GMT -8
Coricopat's eyes narrowed as he moved away from the chair, carefully catching his balance as his left leg protested.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:42:24 GMT -8
Misto's eyes snapped over to him when the other moved, and he seemed to curl even more into himself, his tail coming around to wrap around his knees. He opened his mouth to ask about how the other's injuries were doing and snapped it shut again.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:43:53 GMT -8
The lawyer moved over to see if he could locate his dressing gown. Once he had he shrugged out of his suit coat and vest, pulling on the dressing gown.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:45:05 GMT -8
But he hated this. Swallowing, he watched him. "How..." he said quietly. “How is your back?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:47:15 GMT -8
"Fine." He grimaced very slightly as he rolled his shoulders, sinking down into the chair again.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:49:24 GMT -8
Misto frowned at him. "You-you're not planning on sleeping there are you?" he asked, aghast, slightly more concerned with that than the obvious lie the other had just given him.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:51:06 GMT -8
Cori looked at him for a long moment. "Well there's only one bed and I'm sure as hell not sharing it with you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:54:03 GMT -8
For a second Misto couldn't even remember how to breath before he sucked in one breath and let it out, swaying abruptly to his feet. "N-no, you're the one still recovering, I feel better now, I can go," he said, getting it all out in a somewhat high pitched rush.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:55:28 GMT -8
"You're still not standing steadily. Sit down."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 20:57:51 GMT -8
"N-no," Misto protested, though he was still swaying like a tree in a windstorm. "Or--or at least I could have to chair you should..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 20:59:14 GMT -8
Coricopat frowned. "There's a distinct level of discourtesy on an apparent host to allow you to do so."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 21:01:51 GMT -8
Misto frowned at him and pulled at his tie, uncomfortable. "I don't care," he muttered. "And I shouldn't stay anyway... God, there are other rooms, I could sleep in the damn staircase i-if I needed to."
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