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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 18:41:25 GMT -8
Cor frowned at that. "What did he want?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 18:45:16 GMT -8
Mistoffelees sighed. After all, he'd said he would tell Coricopat if he figured out who it had been, and it was relevant to the hotel but he... he still didn't want to say it out loud. It seemed less real when he didn't tell anyone, even though it didn't actually make it so. "To gloat, I think," he said softly. "Since it was his goons that grabbed me last night," he continued, voice getting smaller with each word.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 18:46:13 GMT -8
Cori tensed at that. "Why that..." He growled softly. "Damn it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 18:53:49 GMT -8
Mistoffelees swallowed, finally turning his head to where the mottled tom was sitting. "He seemed to be under the assumption that Macavity was the one who hit up his warehouses the other day and that I gave him the information," he continued softly. "Which was exactly the case. So, he just put it together. Apparently, I never did give him enough credit, I thought he'd be far too thick. B-but your boss should probably know that Jones suspects him very strongly now."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:00:13 GMT -8
Coricopat considered this before nodding. "I'll let him know. Are you alright?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:01:58 GMT -8
Misto blinked at him and shook his head. "About that? No, I'm not, but it's something I guess I'll have to live with," he replied, paws twisting up the sheet.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:08:44 GMT -8
Cori nodded slightly. "Alright, I..." He weighed his options. "When you get out will you be returning to the Howes'?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:11:39 GMT -8
Misto's eyes had drifted down to where his paws were twisting up the sheets, but they snapped back up to blink at Coricopat. "I... yes?" he offered softly. "I-is there somewhere else for me to go?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:16:13 GMT -8
"I...well, the house is standing empty right now."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:20:25 GMT -8
Misto looked at him for a long moment. "I... I can't," he said, finally and very softly. "I can't just live off your charity, or whatever it is you're doing. I, I don't even know what you think of me..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:21:39 GMT -8
Cori's ears flicked back at that, "I...I see." He looked toward the door.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:25:02 GMT -8
"That, I..." Misto turned his own gaze toward the door as well, swallowing hard. "If, if I did come back though, what would that even mean? What would even happen?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:25:45 GMT -8
The mottled tom shrugged. "I don't know. Nothing perhaps."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:28:35 GMT -8
Misto's ears flickered. He hated that answer. "I, well," he said slowly. "I could perhaps be there... sometimes?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:29:53 GMT -8
Cori's ears flickered at that. "How do you mean?"
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