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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 22, 2012 23:19:38 GMT -8
That got a laugh from Mistoffelees. "That does not even surprise me at all. How did you meet the first time then?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 22, 2012 23:24:36 GMT -8
"He had a fight with his brother at the Fishbone," she answered quietly, her gaze sweeping around to make sure no one at other tables might be listening in.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 22, 2012 23:38:15 GMT -8
Mistoffelees paused a long moment. "Which brother?" he asked finally.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 22, 2012 23:45:29 GMT -8
"Tugger," she answered. "He used to work for me."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 22, 2012 23:53:33 GMT -8
Mistoffelees' expression both darkened and turned wistful. "Ah, yes. I remember. I guess I had just never made the connection."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 23, 2012 0:11:35 GMT -8
"Do you know Tugger, then?" She asked, tilting her head on one side.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 23, 2012 0:18:20 GMT -8
"We were good friends, for years," Mistoffelees said. "I'm not sure if we are anymore."
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 23, 2012 0:19:12 GMT -8
"I'm sorry to hear that. He did rather a good job of burning bridges."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 23, 2012 0:25:43 GMT -8
"That sounds like Tugger," Mistoffelees murmured, hunching his shoulders slightly and certainly not sounding happy about it.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 23, 2012 0:27:05 GMT -8
Grids finished her food and glanced at the tom, hesitating for a moment, "Would you object to continuing this conversation somewhere else? Say the penthouse?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 23, 2012 20:17:28 GMT -8
"You mean Macavity's?" he asked in some surprise. "I suppose so..." He really didn't have anywhere he needed to be until that evening.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 23, 2012 20:27:10 GMT -8
She nodded very slightly, "I mean, if you would rather not. I just thought we might be better speaking more privately perhaps?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 24, 2012 10:39:35 GMT -8
That startled a half laugh. "Oh dear. Is there much to talk more privately about?" he asked, suddenly concerned.
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Post by Meadowlark on Feb 24, 2012 10:59:18 GMT -8
Grids shook her head, "Not really, I just don't like having conversations where every ear in the place is tilted toward me."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Feb 24, 2012 12:10:11 GMT -8
"Point," he agreed with a smile and rose. "Would you like to head up then?"
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