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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:00:18 GMT -8
Coricopat entered the Demoniaque with Mistoffelees in the early afternoon. He offered the smaller cat a brief smile and a murmured excuse as he quickly went to go check in with Mac. He neared the office, his ears tilted for the typical call.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:02:50 GMT -8
Macavity was tilted back in his chair, reading the newspaper. "Enter!" he called out.
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:05:36 GMT -8
The mottled tom slipped into the office, "Afternoon, Mac."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:14:52 GMT -8
"Afternoon," Mac replied, folding the newspaper back. "Do you know how often your little street magician is endin' up in the paper?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:19:11 GMT -8
Coricopat blinked at that, "I haven't been keeping up with the society pages much of late."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:28:24 GMT -8
"You might consider it," Mac replied. "Because it's not surprisin' how often he shows up. What is is how often you're mentioned with him, followin' in his pawsteps like an over protective love sick kit. I'm serious, you're followin' so close behind him I'm surprised you're not steppin' on him. Cats are noticin'."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:31:57 GMT -8
The other tom glanced toward the paper, "Cats have been noticing for a while..."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:36:21 GMT -8
"Sure. But they knew you. And they weren't writtin' editorials in the newspaper about it for the entire town ta read."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:42:22 GMT -8
Coricopat drew his nailfile out of his pocket, simply to give himself something to do with his paws, "Damn it. Just...damn it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:47:23 GMT -8
"I agree he needs protectin'," Mac continued, watching the nail file. "But you can't always be the one ta do it. He's just under so much scrutiny. There are entire sections of the gossip rags dedicated ta what he's wearin' any 'iven day right now."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:48:32 GMT -8
Coricopat curled his lip in distaste, "Alright, I'll see what I can do about getting this figured out."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:52:23 GMT -8
"Seriously Cor..." Macavity continued. "I read an article this mornin' chartin' which tie he was wearin' on a 'iven day and what that meant ta the fashion world."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 22:53:51 GMT -8
"What? He owns...seven, maybe. And all but three of those are black!"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 8, 2011 22:57:26 GMT -8
"Yup," Macavity agreed, fishing out his cigarettes and sighing before putting them back on the table, not lighting one. "I know," he said, spreading his paws. "That's what makes it so ridiculous. Though, considerin' he was completely unknown just a bit ago, people have no idea what ta make of him, and are jumpin' all over him 'cause of that. He's rich. People like that. Just... both of you keep that in mind, alright? Enough people know about you as it is."
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Post by Meadowlark on Oct 8, 2011 23:00:20 GMT -8
Cori dropped his gaze to his claws, nodding slightly, "We'll keep it in mind. Is there anything else while I'm here?"
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