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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 12:36:09 GMT -8
Misto swore under his breath, taking the lead again once he straightened, at a pace just short of a run. "Back exit this way," he said.
Misto swore again when they reached the stairs. "Just through here, should take us to the service area." His head whipped around at the sound of running paws and yelling.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 12:38:36 GMT -8
Coricopat glanced back, swearing at the approaching sounds, "Bloody....Alright, Get a move on. I'm right behind you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 12:41:16 GMT -8
Trying to take the stairs two at a time didn't work, but he still hopped down them, trying to ignore the way his head was pounding and ribs aching.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 12:42:13 GMT -8
Cori followed him, keeping an ear turned toward their pursuit. They reached the door, finally, Coricopat motioning Misto out ahead of him. There was the crack of a gunshot and the lawyer snarled as the bullet ripped through his shoulder. He slipped out of the door as well, growling lowly as he yanked it shut.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 12:43:25 GMT -8
Misto's head snapped back. "Shit!" he said, seeing the blood. "Can you still drive?" He pulled the other around the corner.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 12:46:34 GMT -8
Coricopat grit his teeth at the rapid motion, nodding. "Yes, it's not completely useless. The car's a block down."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 12:51:04 GMT -8
"I didn't mean that you..." Mistoffelees started and snapped his mouth shut. He turned toward where the car was and teetered for a moment. "That means they probably haven't found it yet then."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 12:55:12 GMT -8
Cori moved to support him and guide him to the car, "We need to get you to Cohen."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 12:58:22 GMT -8
"Hospital? Are you sure that's a good idea? I think Jones' entire gang is going to be after you, we should... apartment. The one you said I needed to get, remember? Try the apartment, we can call Cohen from there. And I'm fine."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 13:01:44 GMT -8
"You're barely walking straight I would hardly call that fine," Coricopat snapped in response, they had just reached the car when he heard the cats coming out of the Palace.
"Get in." He went to the driver's side, swearing under his breath as the car hesitated before finally starting up.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 13:03:56 GMT -8
Misto sat down hard. "Okay, not fine, but I'm," he winced. "Not in any dire need of assistance," he eyed Cori's bleeding shoulder. "We can call him from somewhere else, can't we?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 13:05:05 GMT -8
"We can. He won't care for the idea, but we can." He pulled quickly away from the curb, weaving through the streets of the city, "I can't very well park this at your apartment building."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 13:19:09 GMT -8
"No," Misto said. His head thudded against the back of the seat. "I don't know."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 13:20:40 GMT -8
"If you can walk I can," he flinched at the thought, "dump the car a few blocks away from there." After all, there was a chance he'd be able to find another Packard if anything happened to his, but a second life? Not so much.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 13:29:16 GMT -8
"I'll manage," he replied, really hoping he could.
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