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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 18:43:41 GMT -8
It was edging toward evening when Mistoffelees ended back up at the Palace, having spent the majority of the day home with Coricopat. However, there was some paperwork he needed to finish, and to check in with how the renovations were starting to work.
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 21, 2011 18:58:17 GMT -8
In the many years since her last night in Felidae, Cassandra had never forgotten the woodwork on this office door. She knocked, three sharp raps, and waited for acknowledgment. Whether there was someone in or not, she should be in and out rather quickly with her objective.
Her attire, conservatively cut and colored, mellowed the dramatic markings of her fur, and smoothed out the more accented of her queenly curves.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 20:38:36 GMT -8
"Come in," Misto said, shuffling through the papers still on his desk, looking up as the door opened.
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 21, 2011 20:46:24 GMT -8
Cassandra slipped in, closing the door behind her and taking careful stock of the slim black tom at Jones' desk. Weighing her words carefully she took a few steps forward and spoke from where she stood in the middle of the room. "I wondered if I might have a moment of your time, Mr. Quaxo." Peripherally she noticed the spread of papers on the desk and realized this might not be as neat a task as she had thought. She hadn't been able to glean much about this young heir of Jones from the papers, but this appearance of effort to organize his Uncle's materials was promising, and perhaps unhelpful to her current goal.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 21:29:14 GMT -8
Looking up, Mistoffelees blinked. "Yes, of course. What would you like to discuss, Miss...?"
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 21, 2011 21:47:52 GMT -8
"Cassandra Amonroso." She said moving forward and around one of the chairs before the desk, though she did not sit down. "Your Uncle was an acquaintance of mine." There was a pause before she said 'acquaintance' and then a strange emphasis on the word that rolled around her contralto tones, as if to imply the strangeness of the relationship. "He had a trinket of mine I had hoped to reclaim. I don't suppose you've found it?"
It was entirely possible Jones had tossed the bracelet once she'd skipped town. She doubted it. He seemed the sort to keep trophies.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 22:03:55 GMT -8
Misto blinked in surprise. "Well...I've run into quite a few things going through his processions. Could you perhaps be somewhat more specific?" he asked, setting the papers he'd been going through down to give her his full attention.
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 21, 2011 22:10:11 GMT -8
"Well it's rather distinctive. Wrought silver with my name engraved on the inside." As well as a message that could have been rather damning had she stayed in town long enough for Jones to figure out what it meant.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 22:12:35 GMT -8
He blinked. "So, is it a piece of jewelry? I admit to not having gone through most of that yet, he had too many papers." And it hadn't been in the vault he had gone through.
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 21, 2011 22:19:59 GMT -8
"Oh, yes. A bracelet. I'm sorry, I should have mentioned that right off." She took a breath, smiling over her own foolishness. "It's not terribly urgent, but should you find it," She reached into her purse and pulled out a card. "I really would like it back." She set the card, which read "Cassandra Amonroso" and below that "Arrangements Made" on the desk and slid it towards him.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 21, 2011 23:57:10 GMT -8
Misto glanced at the card, reading over and picking it up, glancing it over. "I will certainly see about getting that to you if I find it. Your name is inside it you said?"
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 22, 2011 12:31:35 GMT -8
Cassandra nodded. "I'm not sure how long I'll be in town, but I was planning on staying at the Demoniaque for the time being. If you find the bracelet, you'll find me there." She turned and headed for the door.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 22, 2011 14:50:29 GMT -8
He nodded. "Yes, I think I shall have little problem finding you there. Is there an address at your home you can be reached at, if I cannot find it while you're in town?"
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Post by wolfiso on Jun 23, 2011 14:10:40 GMT -8
"Unfortunately, no. I am currently between residences. However, if I do leave the Demoniaque I shall be sure to leave a forwarding address."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jun 23, 2011 15:57:39 GMT -8
"Of course," he replied. "I shall let you know if I find anything then."
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