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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 18:52:58 GMT -8
He nodded slightly. "Anythin' new in y' life?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 19:15:12 GMT -8
She lifted a shoulder and let it fall back down. "Not particularly. Still dealing with about the same set of morons that think just because I'm a queen and they're toms they can walk all over me. And you? Have any luck with work lately?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 19:22:27 GMT -8
He nodded, "Yeah, been having a bit more luck finding jobs. It's starting to warm up just enough that cats are starting to want more done around their houses."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 19:24:20 GMT -8
"Do, do you like doing that sort of work?" she asked softly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 19:30:36 GMT -8
He shrugged, nodding a bit. "It pays the bills and it varies enough to keep it interestin'."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 20:03:30 GMT -8
"I suppose that's true." She leaned back against the bar. "If you could, would you take a steady job?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 20:05:05 GMT -8
He considered that for a long moment. "I guess if it came down to it I would, but I don't really know. If I ever settled down I sure would, but otherwise...I dunno. Maybe?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 20:12:39 GMT -8
She smiled faintly at that. "You certainly don't have to have any answers to life's questions down pat now, I was just curious." She sorted through the sentence. "Are you planning on settling down?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 20:24:53 GMT -8
The torbie shrugged, picking up his drink as the bartender set the glasses down. "If I ever find th' right gal."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 20:40:13 GMT -8
One ear flickered and almost went back before she straightened it. "Well, I wish you luck in that then," she murmured, tempted to stalk out right about then but staying put instead.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 20:42:34 GMT -8
"Thankee." He hesitated, taking a sip of his drink, "What about you? Do you like what you do?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 20:46:49 GMT -8
She shrugged. "Like? Perhaps not. But I do it well, and that at least gives me some measure of contentment if nothing else. I guess I just like knowing I'm good at something more than enjoying what that thing actually is."
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 20:58:49 GMT -8
He nodded, "If you could do anything you liked, what would it be?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Mar 31, 2011 21:06:23 GMT -8
"I don't know," she replied, her head having snapped around to stare at him for a long moment before answer. She ran a paw through her headfur, messing it up slightly. "Aside from discovering time travel, I honestly don't know." Work at a museum, her brain reminded her. Curator artist's shows. But that dream had long since died.
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Post by Meadowlark on Mar 31, 2011 21:10:13 GMT -8
He raised a brow. "Time travel, huh? Interesting. Any particular reason or should I leave that un alone?"
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