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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 17:26:57 GMT -8
Kyera shrugged. "It seems to me that cats like that really only want to bring you down," she said softly. "It probably is very different being in the public eye, but I wonder how many cats wouldn't talk negatively about you, anyway just because of that? How many cats would genuinely wish to help you when a reporter said you were charismatic versus those who would when a reporter called you dull." She grinned and turned her face away. "Sorry, I'm rambling a bit, aren't I?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2011 17:50:17 GMT -8
"I've babbled my way into opening a soup kitchen," Mistoffelees replied, shrugging. Rambling was clearly not an issue. "But I'm not sure I understand your point at all."
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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 17:52:58 GMT -8
"A soup kitchen?" she asked. "Forget my bambling, that's wonderful!"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2011 17:54:41 GMT -8
"Thank you," he murmured. "Still, I would have liked to announce that in a more... graceful way."
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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 17:57:36 GMT -8
Kyera grinned at him. "Well, now it's out there, anyway," she said casually. "What gave you the idea for it?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2011 18:01:49 GMT -8
He shrugged. "I was somewhere in the middle of discussing breakfast? I mean, the general idea itself comes more from the fact I suddenly have so much money, I would like to be able to actually share some of it. Help cats with it. In that particular moment? Something to do with breakfast."
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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 18:05:13 GMT -8
Kyera grinned. "That's absolutely wonderful of you, Mr. Quaxo," she informed him. "And you were worried about others thinking you dull," she added with a small chuckle.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2011 18:07:28 GMT -8
"No, I can hear the next head line including "bleeding heart" instead," he said, slumping against the back of the bench instead. "I liked it more when the press didn't know who I was."
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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 18:11:11 GMT -8
Mistoffelees spent too much time worrying on the negatives, Kyera decided. Though, that didn't make him much different from everyone else. "Like I said," she tried gently, "they only wish to bring you down. If you don't like what they're saying about you, don't read it. Sooner or later, the genuine cats in your life will come out, and they'll be all that you need." She gave another shrug. "It's not like you can be sent to jail for being dull or having a bleeding heart."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 4, 2011 18:21:47 GMT -8
He managed to bit back any comments about the things he was doing that could send him to jail. "Except those that wished to bring me down have the ammunition with which to do it," he murmured, staring across the park. It was getting cold and he wondered when it was going to snow.
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Post by laitie on Dec 4, 2011 18:23:16 GMT -8
Kyera tilted her head. "Ammunition?" she asked. "What sort of ammunition? Newspapers?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 5, 2011 14:12:28 GMT -8
"I," he shrugged and leaned back. "Never mind. I'm sure you're right, and cats shouldn't worry. It's nothing really." He was lying through his teeth but she didn't need to know that. Turning the newspaper over in his paws he considered it. "There's a new play opening this weekend."
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Post by laitie on Dec 5, 2011 14:17:35 GMT -8
Kyera grinned, going along in the change of conversation. "That's exciting," she said. "What's it called?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Dec 5, 2011 16:39:48 GMT -8
"Chicago," he replied, glancing it over. "About two women on trial. Lovely."
((The play that the subsequent movies and musicals were based off did come out in Dec 1926.))
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Post by laitie on Dec 5, 2011 16:43:39 GMT -8
Kyera smirked. "Sounds interesting, to be sure," she said with a chuckle. "Is there anything else interesting?"
((I thought it was 1925 right now???))
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