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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 12, 2011 20:29:48 GMT -8
With a soft sigh, Philip considered the hotel in front of him. Yes, he'd gone up the three floors or so to the kitchens before, but after an interview he'd been forced to do on the tenth floor of another building the day before, he wasn't sure he could handle it.
But how else was he going to get Maggie to come down?
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 12, 2011 21:10:46 GMT -8
Ricky Logan was headed toward the side of the Demoniaque. He had to report to Coricopat, but didn't want to deal with the cat at the desk. He hated being looked at like he was street-trash and so figured the back entrance would be better.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 12, 2011 23:07:01 GMT -8
Still considering his dilemma, Philip noticed a kit making for the door. "Hey!" he called out. "You there!"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 12, 2011 23:39:40 GMT -8
Ricky startled, turning to eye the other cat warily, "Yeah?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 13, 2011 12:00:30 GMT -8
"Are you going in there?" Philip asked, gesturing to the hotel.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 13, 2011 13:08:04 GMT -8
Ricky nodded after a moment, "Yeah, what's it to you?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 14, 2011 20:46:20 GMT -8
"Well, if you are, care to run up a message to me?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 14, 2011 21:26:48 GMT -8
"Depends, who to, and how much is it worth to ya?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 15, 2011 17:36:30 GMT -8
"Here," he said, displaying a coin. "This enough for you? Find Maggie Howe and tell her since it's lunch Philip Hunt is waiting downstairs for her, if you would?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 15, 2011 19:13:41 GMT -8
Ricky took the coin, looking it over and then nodded, "Got it. Maggie Howe, Philip Hunt is waiting for her 'cause of lunch?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 15, 2011 20:16:29 GMT -8
"That's right," Philip nodded. "Now go fetch her, would you?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 15, 2011 20:25:40 GMT -8
"Already said I was gonna." The kit wrinkled his nose but took off for the hotel, heading upstairs to the third floor, seeking out Maggie. He recognized the last name as belonging to the cooks and their family.
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Post by sybbil on Sept 21, 2011 20:31:42 GMT -8
Maggie closed the door to the kitchen with a relieved sigh, shutting out the raucous and familiar sounds. The silence was odd after the constant bangs, clangs, and bellows. Odd but certainly a little welcome. On her lunch break now, she rolled her shoulders and made to walk to the back stairs. Wouldn't do to be seen walking out the front door in her work clothes...
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 21, 2011 20:33:09 GMT -8
The kit nearly ran into her, "Miss Howe?"
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Post by sybbil on Sept 21, 2011 23:25:34 GMT -8
The chocolate queen did not quite squawk when the younger cat very nearly bowled into her. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she replied somewhat awkwardly. "Erm, what? Oh, yes-yes, I'm Maggie Howe. Uh, what can I do for you today?"
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