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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 18, 2011 19:25:27 GMT -8
Macavity shrugged. "Mayhaps. But it's a far better fate than sounding like a broken record."
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Post by amanika on Mar 19, 2011 3:55:59 GMT -8
Tugger growled again at that. "What the hell is that supposed t'mean?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 19, 2011 11:12:29 GMT -8
Macavity shrugged, taking another drag from the cigarette and fur still standing completely on end. "You," he growled. "It's always about you you you. The reason must be your fault, it's all about how you're feelin' and on and on and on. Over and over and over. You want ta stop and think about somecat else for a change? Alway goin' on and on about how worthless you are, and how nocat respects you. You want our respect Tug? Do somethin' worth it, instead of whinin' about it."
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Post by amanika on Mar 19, 2011 14:50:32 GMT -8
Tugger stood silent throughout his brother's dressing down, ears flicking slightly. He didn't speak when Macavity's words were over either, the words still echoing in his head as he felt his stomach shrink to the size of a golf ball. His tail started to curl unconsciously about himself, but he checked it, flicking it free of his body, though the tip continued to twitch.
"Don't hold back will'y." he muttered finally, looking anywhere but at Macavity as he spoke.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 19, 2011 17:36:06 GMT -8
"When have I ever?" Mac snapped back, in regards to holding back.
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Post by amanika on Mar 19, 2011 17:44:44 GMT -8
"Yeah well," Tugger shrugged it off as best he could, "y'finished or is there more y'want t'say?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 19, 2011 17:46:15 GMT -8
"If there was, I woulda said it," Mac replied. "Why, you want me ta say more?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 19, 2011 17:53:37 GMT -8
"No but I ain't got nothin' else t'say t'you if you're done. I'll hear y'out because I care about what y'think of me, but if you're expectin' me t'ask y'to forgive me or suddenly change my ways, you're outta' luck."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 19, 2011 18:02:39 GMT -8
Mac blinked at him. "Hardly that," he drawled. "But you might consider the changin' of your ways bit... it might do you some good. Anythin' you're feelin' the need ta 'et off your chest?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 20, 2011 2:52:38 GMT -8
Tugger snorted, only really still having the conversation by sheer willpower. After his brother's cutting words all he really wanted to do was leave. "After that? Even if I did..." he shook his head.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 20, 2011 10:30:04 GMT -8
He shrugged. "Well, even if you did it might be best ta 'et it out. If not? I still have ta find the blasted car and 'et ta work."
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Post by amanika on Mar 20, 2011 11:28:21 GMT -8
Tugger shrugged back, "Don't matter, after what y'jus's said, I doubt you'd care."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 20, 2011 14:00:50 GMT -8
Macavity rolled his eyes. "See? See that there? That's what I was blasted talkin' about. You have no faith in yourself and you're a broken record about it."
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Post by amanika on Mar 20, 2011 14:19:48 GMT -8
"Ain't got nothin' t'do with me." Tugger retorted, "But if you're tellin' me t'suck it up, I can't see you carin' about no friend of mine either."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 20, 2011 14:24:11 GMT -8
Macavity blinked. "What now?"
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