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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 21:29:12 GMT -8
Cori held a paw out for the bag. "I can take that to the car while you do so?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 21:35:45 GMT -8
Misto blinked, and figured he shouldn't be taken aback by that suggestion, but was anyway. "Alright," he said softly, dropping the bag handle into Coricopat's paw. "Thank you."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 21:41:47 GMT -8
Cori nodded. "Of course." He slipped out of the room and headed down the stairs and out to the car. Getting Mistoffelees' bag loaded in the back seat he settled behind the wheel again, his gaze on the house. He wasn't entirely sure how he felt about how...homey this place was. Maybe he shouldn't have offered the spare room again.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:00:09 GMT -8
Mistoffelees paused, glancing around before finding a piece of paper and a pencil, writing a quick note saying he was out of the hospital but staying at someone's house for at least the next night so not to worry about him, and that he would stop by the next day. He wavered another moment before going back out to the car, climbing back into the seat quietly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:02:24 GMT -8
Cori glanced at him, but started the car without another word. Backing carefully out of the driveway, he turned the car toward Fourth.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:07:40 GMT -8
Misto swallowed, suddenly feeling somewhat more unsure of this then he had been earlier. But damn it, he wanted this chance, even if it was only going to fall apart again. "Do you have any more work today?" he asked softly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:08:40 GMT -8
"I should go by the Demoniaque for a short while this evening, but nothing too extensive." He responded quietly.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:13:44 GMT -8
Misto paused and nodded. "Alright. Will you have time for, I don't know, dinner first?" Did he sound pathetic asking that?
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:15:48 GMT -8
Cor considered saying he could get something somewhere, but shrugged slightly. "I think so."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:28:47 GMT -8
Misto nodded, somewhat pleased and strangely reassured by that. "Alright." He didn't even know what was in the kitchen... At least, he wasn't sure he knew what was good in the kitchen anymore.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:29:47 GMT -8
Coricopat let what little conversation they had lapse, staying pretty much silent the rest of the ride to the house. He pulled into the drive, shutting off the car.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:42:24 GMT -8
Misto paused for another long moment before shifting and getting slowly out of the car, feeling more tired than he had earlier and fishing the cane from where he'd set it on the seat. He'd been so shocked by the idea of coming back to Fourth Street he'd forgotten it in the car.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:44:37 GMT -8
Coricopat glanced at the smaller cat before grabbing the bag from the back seat and approaching the house first so he could get the door unlocked. He hadn't been back since he'd kicked Mistoffelees out the last time--finding his room at the Demoniaque a preferred location over a place steeped in thoughts of the black tom.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:53:06 GMT -8
Misto followed him a bit slower. He had actually left the key on the kitchen table like asked, though it had hurt to leave it behind. As such, he watched Coricopat unlocking the door, more unsure than ever in this situation.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 22:57:57 GMT -8
Cori stepped inside, holding the door for the other cat, his gaze drifting to Misto's limp. "Are you doing alright?"
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