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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 16:46:17 GMT -8
Macavity remained at the window, looking out over the streets leading to his hotel.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 16:52:34 GMT -8
It was almost an hour later that Grids finally entered the Demoniaque. She spared Martin a glance before ascending the stairs and making her way to Macavity's office, hoping he was in this one, since she wasn't sure if she would be able to convince the elevator operator to let her up to the penthouse.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 17:10:44 GMT -8
Since he'd been watching the wrong window--which he half knew anyway--Macavity turned at the sound of paws. "Who is it?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 17:16:09 GMT -8
She paused outside the door, "It's Griddlebone."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 17:23:41 GMT -8
He whirled around, eyes tracking up and down. "You came back."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 17:35:51 GMT -8
She stepped inside, nodding, "I told you I would."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 17:54:16 GMT -8
"Yes, but now you're actually here," he said, eyeing what she was holding and stepping toward her as well.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 18:04:22 GMT -8
"I'm here to stay," her paw tightened slightly on the handle of the carpetbag she carried.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 18:24:33 GMT -8
"Are you sure?" he asked softly, having to be reassured again. "Because I can't share you. I thought I could, I thought it didn't matter when this started but it's changed so much, so if you have any doubts..."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 18:25:37 GMT -8
"Macavity. I'm here, with what little I own. I love you and I'm certain."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 19:17:04 GMT -8
Swallowing, he moved forward again, tucking a strand of hair back and smoothing his paw down her face. "Oh god," he said before enfolding her in his arms.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 19:19:25 GMT -8
She dropped the bag and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his chest, "I'm sorry, Mac. I'm sorry I put you through that."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 19:23:07 GMT -8
He nuzzled against her hair. "I forgot," he murmured. "I forgot it was ever goin' ta be a question you weren't mine. I fell in love with you and forgot."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 26, 2011 19:25:53 GMT -8
She sighed, swallowing hard, "I-I love you. I really do. More than I thought I could."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 26, 2011 19:58:12 GMT -8
He let out another breath that he felt like he'd been holding for hours. "Thank some sort of god for that."
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