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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 15:25:03 GMT -8
Mistoffelees shifted from where he was standing outside the hospital, leaning back against the wall. He was moving a great deal slower than he had before, and had managed to find a cane to lean on in the meantime, but he was feeling better enough that he really wanted--and had gotten--out of the hopsital.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 15:34:41 GMT -8
Coricopat pulled his car up to the curb in front of Felidae General, shutting it off and getting out. "Hello there. Are you ready to go?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 15:40:10 GMT -8
Misto paused and then nodded. "Yeah. You really didn't have to come and pick me up you know..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 15:41:18 GMT -8
Cori shrugged. "It really wasn't any trouble."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 15:46:56 GMT -8
"Still," he murmured, stepping to the curb and going around to climb up in the car, still feeling all sorts of stiff and out of joint. "How is your day then?" he asked, once he was actually sitting.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 15:54:07 GMT -8
Cori got back in the car, shrugging slightly. "I've been well enough. Busy, but otherwise decent."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 15:57:32 GMT -8
Misto nodded, glancing over at him. "Finished both of your books, by the way. Thank you."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 16:04:33 GMT -8
The mottled tom nodded slightly. "Of course." He paused for a moment, starting the car. "So...where am I taking you?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 16:06:36 GMT -8
"My room is off McCraw Road," he replied softly, remembering still too clearly the fact that he had turned down the other's offer to come back to Fourth Street. He still couldn't quite believe he'd done that, what the hell had he been thinking?
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 16:09:46 GMT -8
Cori's ears flicked back slightly at that. It really had been too much to hope the other had changed his mind. "Alright."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 16:14:05 GMT -8
Shifting slightly, Misto regretted it when it pulled on still healing wounds. "I mean, that is, I..." Was the offer even still open? "Even if I wasn't staying there, all my things are there." All two suitcases in the world.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 16:15:57 GMT -8
Cori glanced at him. "Careful." He turned his attention back to the road, pausing for a long moment before speaking again. "The spare room is open if you would like, but seeing as you have somewhere to stay...." He trailed off.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 16:38:15 GMT -8
Misto turned his head to look over at him, swallowing. "If I came back..." there were a lot of things he wanted to finish that statement with. "Would you kick me out again?" he finished softly, choosing the thing he honestly probably wanted to ask about the least.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 16:40:11 GMT -8
Cori's ears flicked at that. "I...No. I wouldn't."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 16:43:51 GMT -8
Misto let out a breath and tried to make sure it didn't sound like a sigh. "I just... I want to come back," he said, tugging on the tie that had been brought with the rest of his clothes--the blue one. Everlasting cat did Maggie have the worst luck in randomly choosing ties. "But a part of me thinks it won't be a good idea, and I just don't know..."
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