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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 18:08:54 GMT -8
"He-he was in a position of authority, first-year housing in this case. I...I went to him for everything, trusted him with more than was wise. He made promises," his gaze flickered to the book again, "but when it came down tot he wire--when it came to a choice between those promises and his personal plans his own plans took priority."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 18:13:36 GMT -8
Misto blinked again. Well, when it was put like that... "But now you're not in a position of authority over me," Misto said softly. "And... you never actually promised me anything either."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 18:16:18 GMT -8
"But I was, and I..." He supposed that was technically true.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 18:26:01 GMT -8
"You were, but you never... abused the fact you were in that authority. And now... I live here, but I don't have to, and as for my job... I don't even really need it anymore, so even if you tried to fire me or anything, it wouldn't ruin me," Misto said, trying to rationalize.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 18:29:25 GMT -8
"Yes because throwing you out wasn't any sort of abuse of your reliance on me. Which I had built intentionally. Everlasting Cat."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 18:30:25 GMT -8
Well... hell. "A-at any rate," Misto said, hesitantly. "That's not the case anymore." He paused. "You did that intentionally?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 18:33:49 GMT -8
Shit, he'd said that out loud. His filter was shot to hell tonight. "I...initially."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 18:36:17 GMT -8
Misto considered that. "I... why?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 18:42:15 GMT -8
"Because at the time you were a useful source of information. I'd found that it's easier to get information if there's something that the other party needs in the balance. It...my motives changed, but by then you were staying at the house and working in the card room."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 18:44:21 GMT -8
Misto took that in and nodded. "But, still, it doesn't matter now." Pausing, he rubbed a paw over his face. "You... you aren't him. And I certainly am not you at any age."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 19:02:00 GMT -8
A wry smile graced Coricopat's features at that. "No, you aren't."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 19:05:38 GMT -8
Misto nodded. "So, don't worry about that anyway."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 19:07:10 GMT -8
"I'll do my best." The mottled tom glanced at the clock. "It's getting late," early might have been a far better term for the hour.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 9, 2011 19:10:15 GMT -8
"Yeah," Misto said. "Should probably go to bed..." Part of him wanted nothing more than to reach out to the other, but he didn't dare.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jun 9, 2011 19:30:32 GMT -8
"Indeed" He paused for a long moment and then rose, offering the other a paw up.
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