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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 15:50:45 GMT -8
Macavity stalked down the flight of stairs, barely bothering to give anycat a glance, including that damn desk clerk. After the other night he was as likely to pull out his throat as Cor had looked.
Another scan of the room and he focused on a cat to one side--ah, one of his henches, good. "You," he growled, pointing to the tom and motioning. "With me tonight." He was planning on taking some of this aggression out on something useful.
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:00:23 GMT -8
Taradan had been talking to another couple of henches, ears occasionally flicking toward the front desk, which he had his back to, and where he was sure they were probably getting the evil eye from Martin for just being there.
The cat he was talking to trailed off, gaze flicking to the stairs, and Taradan turned to follow the other tom's gaze.
"The boss looks like he's in a right mood tonight."
"Mmm," Taradan agreed, "I..." he cut off as he found the boss pointing at him, not missing how quickly the other two toms stepped aside. Not sparing them another glance, he checked his gun was where it ought to be and picked up his hat and overcoat from a nearby table, falling quickly into step a pace or two behind Macavity. "Right."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:14:18 GMT -8
Macavtiy nodded, pleased at how quickly the hench fell in line and paused outside the door, waiting for the valet to bring the requested car around. He spared a quick glance at the other cat, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it to take up the time. "Which one are you again?" he asked after the car failed to appear for another moment. "Sure I recognize you..."
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:19:50 GMT -8
Taradan's ears twitched a little at that, but otherwise he just nodded. "Logan, sir. I was runnin' the security f'new years."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:25:37 GMT -8
"Logan right..." Mac said and then one ear went back. "The one with the ridiculously younger brother."
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:28:47 GMT -8
Taradan blinked a little at that, guessing who Macavity was referring to though unsure if it was a question or a statement.
"I got four brothers, all of 'em younger."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:29:51 GMT -8
Mac shot him a slightly less impressed look. "Are more than one of them spyin' on Jones?"
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:32:42 GMT -8
Taradan sighed a little, shaking his head, "No, that would jus' be Ricky.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:34:24 GMT -8
"How old is he, honestly?" Mac asked. "Because I didn't much believe the age he told me."
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:38:53 GMT -8
"He's thirteen." Taradan said, eyes narrowing slightly, "How old did he tell'y he is?" Come to that, where and when had the boss met his brother?
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:41:01 GMT -8
"About that," Mac replied. "Swore he looked like he was nine and mostly. 'ot rather offended at that."
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 16:46:55 GMT -8
"Yeah," Taradan agreed, "he ain't the biggest cat f'his age. Smart though," he sighed, "usually too smart f'his own good." a pause, "If y'don't mind me askin' when did y'meet him?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 16:56:26 GMT -8
"He approached me ta sell a newspaper," Mac responded, puffing out the smoke from the cigarette.
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Post by amanika on Mar 25, 2011 17:16:35 GMT -8
"Fair enough." Well that was legitimate enough, Taradan thought, breathing in the smell of tobacco and automatically reaching for his own cigarettes, "Y'mind if I..?" he asked, knowing the other wouldn't mind the smell, but knowing some people had funny ideas about employees smoking on the job, even if they did so themselves.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 25, 2011 17:20:10 GMT -8
Mac waved a paw, indicating he didn't much care one way or another. "Suit yourself," he replied, looking around for the valet. "You said your brother was smart," he remarked when the car hadn't appeared yet. "How smart?"
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