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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 18:01:38 GMT -8
Griddlebone approached the penthouse door softly, hesitating outside it for a long moment. She knew she needed to be here, she needed to know how he was holding up. On the other hand she wasn't entirely sure she should be. The white queen considered the door for a long moment as she finally reached it.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 18:15:06 GMT -8
Macavity was sitting at his desk, almost ready to start pulling out headfur. He paused when he thought he heard the lift, but wasn't sure and certainly didn't feel comfortable calling out if no one was there--now was not the time to be talking to voices.
However, when the cat outside moved again he heard them for sure, but was feeling paranoid enough he had his gun in paw before calling out, "Come in!"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 18:16:30 GMT -8
Grids opened the door carefully, "Mac?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 18:45:58 GMT -8
He set the gun down quickly. "Grids," he greeted, not really moving.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 18:47:20 GMT -8
The white queen slipped inside, closing the door. She made her way over, "How are you holding up?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 18:50:14 GMT -8
"Holdin' up?" he asked and shook his head. "Trial starts soon."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 18:53:09 GMT -8
"Oh, Mac...." Sighing softly, she came around the desk. "Who're the lawyers?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 19:26:09 GMT -8
"Munkustrap, my middle brother on defense, and Cor, my probably only friend and the ADA as prosecutin'," he replied, rather woodenly.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 19:33:14 GMT -8
She looked him over, finally kneeling beside his chair and resting a paw on his leg, "Do you have confidence in them?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 21:02:31 GMT -8
"Considerin' the jury?" he said, voice still flat. "No."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 21:08:16 GMT -8
"Oh, Mac....Surely there's something to be done?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 21:27:00 GMT -8
He turned down to her, face scrunching up. "I... I don't know. There's nothin' I can think of..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 21:36:10 GMT -8
She shifted enough to rise up on her knees and rest a paw on his cheek, "Oh, Mac, I'm so sorry. Maybe something will show up?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 5, 2011 21:45:33 GMT -8
"I can't leave this to hope," he murmured. "I just... I don't know what ta do."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 5, 2011 21:47:21 GMT -8
"Trust that they're doing everything they can? I'm so sorry, Mac."
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