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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 22:58:56 GMT -8
"Decently," he replied, pausing at the door being held for him before walking through, glancing at the other's face. "It's nice to be walking again."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:00:02 GMT -8
Cori nodded slightly, closing and locking the door. "Don't overdo it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:01:25 GMT -8
He smiled faintly. "I'll try not to. But I've been resting so long I guess I just want to do something..." Which you should well understand.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:03:54 GMT -8
Cori's lips quirked briefly and he shrugged. "Fair enough. Just be careful, hm?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:07:32 GMT -8
"I'm trying to be," Misto responded, glancing toward the kitchen. "I, I could cook though. Then I'll rest," he hastened to assure the other.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:10:20 GMT -8
He received a skeptical look before Cori nodded. "Alright. Keep in mind you only just got out of the hospital today."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:15:26 GMT -8
Misto managed not to roll his eyes at that. "I know, I know. Cooking's not that hard though and I just..." he shrugged, hoping that would convey a little of his restlessness and desire to do something useful--especially for Coricopat.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:18:21 GMT -8
Cori shrugged. "Fair enough. You know your way around that kitchen better than I do." He glanced at the bag that he was still holding. "I'm going to go drop this in your room."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:23:24 GMT -8
"Thank you," Misto said, and moved into the kitchen, leaning more on the cane then he had been earlier, and trying to make sure his tail remained still. Flicking it was the last thing he wanted them. He gave the cupboards a slightly aghast look, but figured he could manage a decent meal. If he didn't feel up to it tomorrow, he would send Coricopat shopping with a list.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the key on the table and swallowed hard, going back to the food rather than look or think about it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:27:22 GMT -8
Coricopat entered Mistoffelees' room just long enough to set the suitcase on the bed before slipping out and locating a book from the shelf. He glanced toward the kitchen, considering whether to read in there or in the front room.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:34:48 GMT -8
Misto hummed quietly to himself, a snatch of song he'd heard on the radio one day at the hospital as he pulled out different utensils--exactly where he'd left them. He wasn't entirely sure how to feel about that, making something much simpler than he usually did.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:38:12 GMT -8
Coricopat returned his book to the shelf, slipping into the kitchen. He paused at the door, just standing there watching Mistoffelees for a few moments.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:44:29 GMT -8
Still humming, Misto paused at the sound of the other's paws, and turned to glance back at him before making sure everything was cooking as it should.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 27, 2011 23:46:45 GMT -8
Cori paused for another moment before moving over and settling at the table, glancing at the key. "Did Cohen say when you'd be returning to work?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 27, 2011 23:48:48 GMT -8
"He rather heavily implied I should take at least a couple more days off... but honestly work doesn't require much movement on my part, and I could even manage it sitting," he replied softly. "So after a couple days I don't see it being much of a problem..." He shifted again, almost done with the food.
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