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Post by Tsughi on Oct 17, 2012 16:24:55 GMT -8
"The color isn't that bad of a change," Darrien admited as he tilted his head, his eyes scanning over Mistoffelees, his weak smile faltering some as he caught sight of the other's tail again. While he couldn't see the irregular bend in the other's tail right then, he was pretty sure it was still there. "But you're still Misto in there."
His golden eyes flickered back up to the ebony cat's face.
"Maybe not the same, I'll admit, but there's enough that I can recognize it when I see it."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 17, 2012 18:21:43 GMT -8
Rolling his chin back, Mistoffelees crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was holding on defensively rather than the suave motion he would have preferred. "Don't you know? The whole town can recognize me now."
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Post by Tsughi on Oct 17, 2012 18:28:52 GMT -8
"Why would they-" He stopped himself with a short sigh. "It's the Palace and the money isn't it? You got all of Bustopher's inheritance, didn't you..? I would never have thought he would have actually written a will at all."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 17, 2012 19:22:06 GMT -8
"He didn't," Mistoffelees replied blandly. "That's why I got anything. He kicked me out and disowned me after all. But damn, I'm his only living relative aren't I? I'm sure he's turning over in his grave, or he would be if there had been a grave big enough for him."
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Post by Tsughi on Oct 17, 2012 19:49:21 GMT -8
"What's more surprising is that he didn't write something to say not to give it to anyone but give it to his pet rock or something equally as foolish," Darrien said with a renewed attempt at his smile.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Oct 20, 2012 0:26:22 GMT -8
"Only if he had enough affection for a pet rock," Mistoffelees replied dryly. "He was too arrogant to write anything at all, thinking he would live forever."
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Post by Tsughi on Oct 21, 2012 16:26:45 GMT -8
"He did always think he was going to sit on his throne forever," Darrein agreed with a tiny shrug of his shoulder as his smile finally slipped into a more somber expression.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 12, 2012 1:39:13 GMT -8
"Which is ironic, considering all the cats he made angry," Mistoffelees said, rolling his shoulders and the tip of his tail flickering. "So what made you come back now then?" he asked, not entirely switching the topic. "Here, to the town, to this place? Were you even going to look for me or was my uncle once again more important?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 13, 2012 20:04:37 GMT -8
"Things.. happened," Darrien said dismissively, hoping the ebony tom would drop the reason for the time being. "It was the best time to return in ages, so I took it." Tucking his hands into his pockets, he continued. "I've been meaning to talk to the both of you. Him I would have prefered sooner rather than later, but I was mostly hoping to play by ear."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 13, 2012 20:07:27 GMT -8
For a moment Mistoffelees just watched him. "Well, I hope you aren't too disappointed he's not around then."
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 13, 2012 20:24:19 GMT -8
"Can't truthfully say that I am terribly disappointed, no."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 13, 2012 20:27:54 GMT -8
Looking down, Mistoffelees' paw came up to tug at his tie. "So what are you planning on doing then?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 13, 2012 20:32:23 GMT -8
That was where Darrien hesitated. "I'm not quite sure," He admited with a shrug. "I've been doing odd and end sort of jobs; I don't think it would be hard to land a more permanent job.." The larger tom trailed off, omitting the fact he had interviewed for several jobs already.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 13, 2012 20:43:08 GMT -8
Mistoffelees considered him a long moment, anger warring with his desire to help his friend. "Do you need a job?" he asked. "Or would you like one?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 13, 2012 20:49:32 GMT -8
Darrien made a small face, need apparent even though he didn't want to ask for aid. "I couldn't ask that of you."
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