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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 18:46:20 GMT -8
((Interesting combo))
Russell followed the other into the kitchen just enough to lean against the doorframe. "Small es nice," He said, his voice returning somewhat to normal. "I 'ave never been one for extravagance en the first place."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 18:53:33 GMT -8
Sonya glanced back at him, leaning against the counter and crossing his arms across his chest. "Which is interesting, considering how expensive the fabrics in your shop are," Sonya remarked. "Also, apparently you have not been raised in certain religious traditions to say that."
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 19:07:40 GMT -8
Something about the way his tail gave a flick did not convey cheerfulness. "I was raised en a rather large family of debtors who couldn't afford to put a biscut on the table," His voice was soft, but in a calm before the storm kind of way this time. "People looked down on me just because of my family. From the moment I could walk, everone looked down on me. I had to spend my time begging and trying to survive with what my parent could provide. I 'ad no time for religion or wondering about where I went when I died; too busy trying to learn how to live when death loomed over my shoulder." His blue eyes were intensly watching the other now. "Four of my siblings died. Two from starvation, one from disease, and one shot over some theiving business. I'm sorry ef my ways are a little unorthodox."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 19:21:18 GMT -8
The grey tom had stopped moving during that speech. "That was bitterness against my own life," he said softly when it appeared the other was done. "Not yours." He finally moved his gaze away from the other, considering the coffee instead. "Besides, it is stupid to look down on a person for their family."
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 19:34:17 GMT -8
"Try telling that to France," He mumbled and let out a sigh. Getting upset was going to get him no where. He moved away from the kitchen doorframe only to proceed to trip on the threshold when he tried to go through. He stumbled and let out a french curse as he lost his balance to land in a heap on the floor.
His lips had parted the moment he his the floor, a knee-jerk reaction to the tingling sensation pain brought down his spine. His hat had been knocked off in the process of falling and lay a foot away from his head. Rolling onto his back Russell took a deep breath as he looked up at Sonya from where he lay sprawled out of the floor. "Tada.."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 19:37:40 GMT -8
For a moment Sonya did not react, before scooping up the hat on his way over, and offering the other a paw. "The floor changes there," he murmured, not really looking at the other directly but still holding out a paw.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 19:45:13 GMT -8
"I think I noticed," Russelled said as he reached out to take the offered paw. There was a moment of deliberation in which his thin and slender hand rested on Sonya's. Another moment later he smirked and pulled down the paw hard in attempt to pull the other tom to the floor. He suddenly felt playful and the oportunity was to good to pass up.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 19:48:11 GMT -8
Sonya stumbled, but was too solid to be pulled down from that angle. It did however end with him crouching to better keep his balance, eyes gone wide. "What are you doing?"
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 19:55:03 GMT -8
He shrugged in failed attempt, his tail flickering between his legs. "The air looks stuffy up there," He purred with a playful grin. Besides, you look better up close.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 19:56:39 GMT -8
"So do you want help up or not?" Sonya asked, ears flickering back as he finally actually looked at the other tom and--he wished he had enough coffee in his system it would count as an excuse.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 20:07:45 GMT -8
((The ipod makes my posts look horribly uneducated))
Propping himself up on one arm, Russell almost was meeting the tom half-way, his face a lot closer than before. "Sure," He murmered after a brief silence.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 20:11:30 GMT -8
Sonya met his eyes and reminded himself forcefully why he was not supposed to do that. "Why are you here?" Sonya asked, voice soft. "What are you hoping to achieve by badgering me and pulling me down and all these things?"
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 20:19:57 GMT -8
Russell inched forward slowly, trying to make the movement as subtle as possible. "That's a good question," The tortie refused to allow him to look away from the Commissioners bright yellow eyes; he could give himself away so quickly. A glance around the room would show nervousness and a glance at his lips would reveal his new goal.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 21, 2012 20:23:12 GMT -8
"Then why do you not answer it?" Sonya murmured, a frown appearing between his brows when he could feel the other moving. He stood abruptly, using his leverage on the other's paw to try and drag him up with him.
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Post by Tsughi on Feb 21, 2012 20:32:23 GMT -8
He almost let his disappointment be known... Almost. Instead he reluctantly let himself be brought up into a standing position. "Can i get away with a 'I'm not sure?'" Russell was almost a hundred percent sure he wasn't.
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