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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:16:41 GMT -8
Making a small sound of protest at the paw's removal, Misto twisted around so he could hug his knees to his chest. "For waking you up?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:17:45 GMT -8
Coricopat's ears flickered at the sound and he shrugged before realizing that was a mistake, "I wasn't really sleeping."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:19:16 GMT -8
"Oh." He glanced around the darkened room and swallowed. "Wait, you're supposed to be resting. Why weren't you asleep?"
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:23:27 GMT -8
Cori realized his mistake and backtracked a little, "I was. just not deeply. Call it a doze if it makes you feel better."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:27:15 GMT -8
"It doesn't particularly but alright."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:28:24 GMT -8
Cor considered how to respond to that and decided not to, "Still having the nightmares then?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:33:35 GMT -8
"I..." Misto flailed mentally for a moment before nodding. "Yeah. Sometimes. They were getting a bit better..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:38:17 GMT -8
Cori dropped his gaze at that, "I'm sorry."
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:45:58 GMT -8
"I..." he floundered again. He would love to be able to say that it wasn't Coricopat's fault but... it was. "Sometimes am concerned at how messed up in the mind I am..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:48:34 GMT -8
"How do you mean?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 22:53:45 GMT -8
"Well, I," he started, twisting the blanket down by his paw. "You shot my uncle. In the head and... I just watched. B-but in the dream it... I'm still tied up and I can't breath 'cause of my ribs and... it's not him. It's you that's being shot and that doesn't seem..."
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 22:59:07 GMT -8
Cori paled slightly as he looked the other over, "I'm alright." He very carefully, since it hurt to move the arm nearest Misto, placed his arm around the smaller cat's shoulders and drew him closer.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 23:02:21 GMT -8
"Careful," Misto said. "You're arm..." he considered for a moment, but honestly there was almost nothing more he wanted than being held but it must be hurting the other so... Carefully he shifted, basically climbing over the other's legs to curl up against his other side.
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Post by Meadowlark on May 29, 2011 23:07:44 GMT -8
"It's--" Coricopat started to respond, the rest of the sentence catching in his throat as Mistoffelees climbed over him to curl up at his other side. He swallowed, trying to find his ability to form sounds into coherent syllables and those into words. "...fine," he finished mutely.
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Post by victoriousscarf on May 29, 2011 23:11:17 GMT -8
"Sorry," Misto murmured, not particularly sorry at all.
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