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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 19:35:12 GMT -8
"I...Macavity..." Her paw rested on her abdomen, searching his face, but finally bowed her head, "I don't know what to do."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 19:40:16 GMT -8
"Why is there a question?" he demanded, too angry and hurt himself to be paying any attention to her own body language. "Didn't you say it yourself? We both knew this was goin' ta happen so why are you ditherin' here?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 19:42:40 GMT -8
She looked up, frowning, "I don't know. I need one night to make up my mind, Macavity. I won't go back to the Fishbone until I've decided. Please. Give me that?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 21:15:55 GMT -8
He stared at her a long moment. "What is there ta decide?" he demanded hotly, rage and affection he wished wasn't there twisting in his chest.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 21:22:25 GMT -8
"I love you, Macavity. I have no doubt of that, but he's the one who pulled me out of the gutter and cleaned me up. Loved me first. I..." She looked away, "I've relied on him so long, I'm terrified of what happens if I walk away from him. You don't know him, Mac. He'll bring everything down."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 21:34:27 GMT -8
"Than go back ta him!" Macavity snapped, aware his voice was raising. "I can't keep you here."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 21:35:53 GMT -8
Her ears lay back, "I don't want to, Mac!"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 21:38:06 GMT -8
Macavity stopped, leaning back on his heels with his tail flickering hard. For the first time he actually looked her over, swallowing hard. "What do you want ta do then?" he asked, quietly. It almost couldn't be heard.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 21:41:14 GMT -8
"I want to stay here with you. I want to--" she broke off, now was not the time, "I want to spend my life with you, what there is of it. You deserve so much better, but I want you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 21:53:14 GMT -8
Macavity stared at her for a long moment. "Grids... what else am I supposed ta deserve then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 21:54:19 GMT -8
"Someone who has no questions, who doesn't dither between these things. Someone who loves you and isn't afraid to say it away from you."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 22:05:56 GMT -8
Macavity wavered forward and stepped back. "Does it matter so lon' as you're sayin' it ta me?" he asked, still quiet. "But god, Grids, I can't do this. I can't l... love you this much and think of someone else and still be able to be calm. I feel more like... like somethin' is crawlin' out of my chest and it wants ta hurt." He stuttered over some of the words, feeling like he needed to say them, to try and get her to stay, but feeling weak and emotional at the same time. He felt like a kitten and hated it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 22:09:49 GMT -8
She looked up at him, "I'm walking out that front door, Mac." Holding up a paw to stop him saying anything she continued, "But only to get my belongings from the Fishbone. I don't know how long I will be, but I will be back before nightfall if I can manage it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 22, 2011 22:17:05 GMT -8
He stared at her a long moment. It was like everything he wanted but... "Are you sure?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 22, 2011 22:19:42 GMT -8
"I'm not sure about anything since I met you, but this..." she finally nodded, "I need to be here, Mac."
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