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Post by qualapec on Apr 16, 2011 23:46:22 GMT -8
"Strange cats run in pairs, darling."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 16, 2011 23:49:38 GMT -8
She sighed, glancing away, "Well...thank you for coming by." The white queen paused for a long moment before looking back to him again, "And thank you just...because."
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Post by qualapec on Apr 16, 2011 23:54:38 GMT -8
"You're welcome," he said, honest. "I really do want Mac to be happy, and I want you to be happy, too, if that means he's happy." Suddenly, he wanted to live just for that, just to see Mac happy with her, to see their kits and the life he'd been denied. He rose to leave.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 16, 2011 23:58:09 GMT -8
The door swung open, and Macavity froze as his eyes came up on the scene.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 16, 2011 23:59:51 GMT -8
Griddlebone startled at the suddenly opened door, her paw straying to her skirt again, she relaxed slightly when she saw who it was.
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Post by qualapec on Apr 17, 2011 0:03:29 GMT -8
Brachen froze, something panicked shooting up his spine, like he'd just been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. "Macavity," he said softly, trying to hide the shock in his voice, "Ms. Griddlebone and I were just having a little chat."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 17, 2011 0:07:09 GMT -8
Macavity's eyes took in the whole scene, and his eyes stopped dead on the knife in the table. "Brachen," he said, voice somewhere between a growl, sheer panic and fear. His eyes couldn't decide whether to settle on Griddlebone or Brachen after that.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 17, 2011 0:08:34 GMT -8
Griddlebone's ears flickered at Mac's tone and she glanced at the knife as well. "Macavity. It's alright."
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Post by qualapec on Apr 17, 2011 0:21:00 GMT -8
"Nothing happened, Mac," Brachen tried, cautiously.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 17, 2011 0:28:53 GMT -8
Macavity's eyes settled on Grids, more concerned with her answer than Brachen's. "What happened then?" he asked, voice cautious.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 17, 2011 0:30:55 GMT -8
"He came to talk. And we did." She replied simply, quietly.
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Post by qualapec on Apr 17, 2011 0:36:45 GMT -8
Brachen felt panic working his way up his spine. "I didn't come here to hurt her. Please, you've gotta know that's the truth."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 17, 2011 0:41:08 GMT -8
Mac's eyes went to the knife again and then back to Brachen. "I... alright," he said softly. "But why did you then?"
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Post by qualapec on Apr 17, 2011 0:42:57 GMT -8
Brachen met Mac's eyes, evaluating and careful. Even he wasn't sure why he came there; he'd had his rationale, of course, but he hadn't been sure. "I needed to see what she was like."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 17, 2011 0:43:19 GMT -8
Griddlebone fell silent, turning her attention to the bartop and letting the toms talk, she'd step in if needed, but she did rather hope it wouldn't be.
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