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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:32:03 GMT -8
Misto sighed softly. "I have no idea. I don't even know what you meant by offering me the house again, let alone what accepting the offer would mean. I just, I..." he paused for a long moment, staring at the mottled tom. "I... I did mean what I said last night," he said, voice almost to low to be heard. "But I don't know what you want from me at all..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:36:35 GMT -8
Cori's ears lay back at that, he didn't know how to respond to that. "I...I don't know."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:39:12 GMT -8
He smiled very faintly at that. "Well, at least we're in the same boat there then."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:42:45 GMT -8
Cori managed a wan smile. "I suppose so." He glanced at his watch. "I'm due at the Demoniaque...I should get going."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:44:58 GMT -8
Misto swallowed hard. "Thank you for coming by again," he said quietly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:47:12 GMT -8
He nodded. "Of course. Get well soon." He rose, glancing toward the door again.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:48:38 GMT -8
Misto nodded. "Will, will you again? Sometime?" he asked softly, almost not daring to do so.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:51:31 GMT -8
Coricopat hesitated for a long moment before nodding. "If I can find time."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 12, 2011 19:52:35 GMT -8
"Thank you," Misto said quietly. "G-good luck at work tonight then."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 12, 2011 19:54:17 GMT -8
"Thank you. Take care." With a final glance at the black cat, Coricopat slipped out of the room, heading to the Demoniaque, though he was seriously considering stopping by the Palace first.
((exit Coricopat))
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 13, 2011 11:37:23 GMT -8
Mistoffelees watched him go, sighing as he curled up slightly upon himself. The other needed to get to work, he reminded himself. It just felt like he was running away was all. God, he couldn't believe he'd said no to moving back into the house. But he couldn't, not without having at least some idea what was even going on between them. If Coricopat even knew.
[THREAD END]
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