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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:02:54 GMT -8
That conjured up a small, devious grin. "There's a possibility," He purred and his tail fickered under the table. "I've never 'ad a previous relationship before... Kind of hard on a ship full of dirty and ugly toms." He had to throw the ugly in there because the 'dirty' and 'tom' parts certainly wouldn't stop him.
"No," He mused aloud. "I am more of a.. Tumbler myself."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 20, 2012 23:05:40 GMT -8
"Tumbler?" Sonya inquired, blinking in some surprise in his direction. "And were you in some sort of navy then?" It was a loaded question but he almost hoped the answer would be yes rather than 'No, a pirate crew.'
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:17:17 GMT -8
Russell shrugged and took a sip of his coffee dispite the fact it was probably a key factor to his loose tongue. "Et was more of a mercant ship," He pursed his lips. "A dirty and shady looking merchant, but a merchant none the less." He ran a paw absentmindedly through his closely cropped hair. "Et was more of a ticket from Point A to Point B."
"As for tumbling," The tortie gave Sonya another trademark grin. "I've tumbling many times. Et es mainly why I 'ave never... Settled down."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 20, 2012 23:21:40 GMT -8
"Oh," Sonya said, thinking he might finally understand. "That sort of tumbling." He considered the other again and maybe it really did not surprise him at all. "A strange thing to admit aloud."
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:24:31 GMT -8
"Et es only strange to queens and the cats who have clearly not tumbled in a while." Russell knew he was kind of pushing it but it all kind of slipped out before he could think twice.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 20, 2012 23:30:15 GMT -8
One of Sonya's ears tilted back. "Ah," he said. "Perhaps that is why I would find it strange."
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:35:01 GMT -8
"You could fix that," His voice took on a gentle tone and seemed to pour out like silk accompanied by a soft chuckle. Russell would probably regret it later, or maybe sooner depending on how the other tom reacted. Oh well, if you are going to get in trouble for doing something might as well do it right.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 20, 2012 23:37:44 GMT -8
The commissioner stared at him a long moment, every muscle frozen except his eyes which were searching the other's face, before rising abruptly and putting several bills on the table for the coffee. "I have to get back to work," he said, fumbling with the hat he'd left on the table and getting it back on like it was supposed to. "Good day to you." His paws were shaking slightly.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:48:44 GMT -8
"Es thar something wrong?" Russell asked innocently, but there was still the rumbling hint of his purr. The tortie had to keep himself from laughing at the others reaction. When the Commissioner got up on his legs, the tortie rose leisurely as well.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 20, 2012 23:50:18 GMT -8
"No," he replied, but the flicker of his eye proved that was wrong. "I really should be back to the station though. My break has gone on long enough." Adjusting his hat again he pulled at his tie, nodding to the other tom. "Good day," he repeated, a bit more forcefully.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 20, 2012 23:58:10 GMT -8
Brushing the sleeve of Sonya's jacket, Russell tilted his head to the right ever so slightly. "I'm sure you could spare some more time," He suggusted. "I'll get you one last cup of coffee..?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 0:00:19 GMT -8
Blinking at him again, Sonya took a solid step back. His heart rate was doing funny things and he wished he could blame it on the coffee, he really did. "No," he murmured, but his voice had dropped. "I need to get back."
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 0:04:42 GMT -8
The russet colored tom took one casual step closer to the other. With his eyes held at a soft half mast, Russell stared directly in the others eyes. "Are you sure?" He asked barely above a whisper, his voice dripping with honey.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 0:08:53 GMT -8
His heart gave another thump, and he had to swallow hard. He knew he could not blame this on the coffee, not at all, but maybe he could blame it on long years of loneliness and false starts. "Yes," he said finally, voice a low rumble. He had not meant for it to go that deep. He took another deep breath, trying to get his heart to settle down. "And you might consider remembering your place," he added, as much to remind himself as the other.
With that he turned, hoping to stride out of the place with some dignity intact.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 0:18:05 GMT -8
"Sonya," Russell said in his heavy french accent, stretching the name out so it sounded more like a pant thant a name. His fluffy tail curled around one leg loosely as he stood. "You forgot something." Picketpocketing seemed to profit him after all. Almost triumphantly he held the Commissioner's wallet in one hand.
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