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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 22:49:38 GMT -8
"Stop it!" Misto snapped, watching him, "Just stop it. Just sit back down, okay, I'm going, I need to go, I just..." he took another backward step to the door, paws held out for balance.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 22:50:26 GMT -8
"No. Stay. I have work that I can still do." He looked around, returning to the chair and picking up his shoes, putting them on and cursing as he pulled to hard on one of the strings and it snapped.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 22:51:46 GMT -8
Misto's shoulders jumped at the snapping sound, back hitting the door. "N-no, I'll be fine," he said, paw already working on getting the door open.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 22:53:57 GMT -8
Coricopat looked up, studying him for a long moment before shaking his head decisively. "Nonsense. I have work that need to be done. You may as well stay here."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 22:55:52 GMT -8
For a long moment Misto stared at him, reminding himself to breath before shaking his head. "I don't want your damn favors anymore," he said, voice harsh but still desperate.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 22:57:11 GMT -8
Coricopat flinched again, very slightly--nearly imperceptibly, "Very well. Go on your way and be damned."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 8, 2011 22:59:14 GMT -8
Mistoffelees looked at him, mouth open for another second as if to say something, anything, place himself at Cori's feet and beg for anything... But instead he got the door open and slammed it on his way out, practically running down the stairs and out of the hotel before he could think any better of it.
Once outside he yelped as a much larger cat grabbed him from behind, pulling him backward abruptly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 8, 2011 23:01:07 GMT -8
Cori leaned forward, his head in his hands. Oh, God. He couldn't do it. He just couldn't.
[End Thread]
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