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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 25, 2011 15:28:10 GMT -8
Misto sighed. "Jerrie knew where I was, I went to the speak a couple times, and I'm at the Demoniaque most evenings. I'm not that hard to find, even if you don't have my address. And I sorta figured you didn't actually want me showing up on your doorstep, though I was tempted a couple times." He was also tempted just to tell Tugger the damn address if he didn't think it would go down badly.
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Post by amanika on Apr 25, 2011 15:43:52 GMT -8
"Well anyhow, I ain't had the time t'be lookin'. I'm pretty much busy all day ev'ry day jus' now. Ain't seen Jerrie anymore than I have you." And damned if he was going anywhere near the Demoniaque, since there wasn't much chance he could show up there without Macavity knowing. "As f'the hotel, y'forget who owns it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 25, 2011 15:49:34 GMT -8
"Then talk to your brother on the way," Misto said softly. "Just... why have you been so busy? What's going on?"
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Post by amanika on Apr 25, 2011 16:00:39 GMT -8
Tugger rolled his eyes, not bothering to explain that seeing his brother was exactly what he wanted to avoid. As for the second question, he supposed he'd almost invited it this time. Still didn't mean he had to explain himself though. "I'm jus' busy. Got a few things goin' on." he refused to elaborate on what.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 25, 2011 16:03:31 GMT -8
"Like?" Misto pressed, paws on his hips.
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Post by amanika on Apr 25, 2011 16:05:07 GMT -8
"Like that ain't none of your business." Tugger responded, though not unkindly, he wasn't going to budge on this though.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 25, 2011 22:34:38 GMT -8
There was little way such a statement could be taken but unkindly. Misto's ears almost flattened again. "You... it..." he frowned and started to become slightly angry. "Why isn't it?"
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Post by amanika on Apr 26, 2011 2:34:37 GMT -8
"Because it ain't nobody's business but mine." Tugger replied, his own tone changing as he heard the anger in Misto's "I got a right t'keep my business t'myself if I choose, friends or not, there's no rule sayin' I hafta' tell you everythin'."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 26, 2011 8:21:46 GMT -8
"It... alright, you know what? You're right. Be on your way, thinking of only yourself, and don't tell anyone who cared about you anything. I'm sure you'll do fine."
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Post by amanika on Apr 26, 2011 9:38:17 GMT -8
This time Tugger actually stopped walking, "F'Bast's sake. Why the hell does not tellin' y'somethin' make me selfish?" he turned, rounding on the shorter cat, "This whole bleedin' conversation has bin' about you, an' why I ain't bin' payin' you attention, never mind I ain't seen more or less of anycat. Yet y'insist on actin' like everythin' I do, or apparrently ain't done, is a personal insult t'you. An' yet y'have the gall t'call me self-centered?" he growled, turning away, "I'm no saint sure, but you ain't no better."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 26, 2011 17:15:39 GMT -8
Misto's ears flattened and his tail wrapped around his leg--and honestly his tail still hurt too much for him to be flickering it around so much. "I-I... I just wanted somecat to talk to. You're supposed to be my friend right? Isn't that what friends are for, not avoiding each other? I just, I could've..." his voice cracked and he shook his head. "I could have used a friend and you weren't there. I'm sorry that's selfish but it would help me to at least know why you couldn't be there."
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Post by amanika on Apr 27, 2011 8:14:11 GMT -8
Unfortunately, to Tugger, Mistoffelees' words sounded like too little too late and still harping on the same topic. "And I told you, it ain't your business," he snapped, "and that ain't nothin' personal, whatever y'might choose t'think, it ain't anycat's business but mine!"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 27, 2011 9:09:33 GMT -8
Swallowing, Misto shook his head. "Alright, you know what? I'm living at 1754 Fourth Street, I work every night at the Demoniaque, or if I miss one night I'll be in the next. If you ever feel like talking? I'm not that hard to find." He bit back his next statement and turned to go.
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Post by amanika on Apr 27, 2011 15:19:34 GMT -8
"Right." Tugger's response was a little forced, "Jus' so you know, there ain't much chance of that for the next week at least, I ain't gonna be around a whole lot. Don't mean I don't want t'be, but it does mean I won't be. Like I said, it ain't nothin' personal."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 27, 2011 20:51:46 GMT -8
Misto paused, turning slightly. "That's the thing... there's no way to take that personally. It just means you're using being busy as an excuse to avoid me, and every other cat you feel like. There's no way you couldn't carve out an hour of time in the long day, let alone for an entire week. You're just choosing not to. So you know what? You know where to find me. You ever feel the inclination, do so. But I'm done trying if you won't be bothered."
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