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Post by Tsughi on Nov 14, 2012 20:25:43 GMT -8
Russell's eyes swept over the complex quickly, scoping out for any familiar figures. Finding none, he let his walk slow into a leisurely stroll to a nearby street corner, just out of the way.
He figured that he would be seeing the Commissioner sooner or later. The tortie smiled as he waited, key twirling between his fingers.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 14, 2012 20:27:18 GMT -8
As Sonya approached the building, he frowned, patting his pockets. "And you are sure you do not have your key?" he asked Ricky, sure he had walked out with his own.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 14, 2012 20:30:24 GMT -8
Ricky glanced at him, frowning, "I went through my bag and turned my pockets out to check when I walked home earlier. No I don't got my key." His left ear tilted back slightly, "You sure you've got yours?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 14, 2012 20:35:15 GMT -8
"I am starting to think I do not," he muttered.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 14, 2012 20:39:14 GMT -8
"You mean to tell me we locked ourselves outta the apartment?" Ricky stared at him, "I don't know how to pick a lock. Do you?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 14, 2012 20:45:56 GMT -8
Ah, there was Sonya, Russell had become very good at spotting the other tom at a distance, but he frowned when he saw the small figure beside him. That was definitely a cat who he was unfamiliar with. Regardless, he began his way over to them in a brisk walk.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 14, 2012 20:46:54 GMT -8
"I might actually be able to," Sonya said after a moment and froze when he noticed a particular torbie walking toward them.
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 14, 2012 20:48:38 GMT -8
"Great, so we won't have to sit on the stairs or jimmy open a window," Ricky nodded, but paused and followed Sonya's gaze. He frowned, eyeing the approaching cat, "Who's that?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 14, 2012 20:54:24 GMT -8
Russell glanced over Ricky and his question with a curious furrow in his brow that nearly evaporated as his eyes landed back on Sonya. "You left your key at thee station, I happened to return to your office to retrieve something of mine there and noticed you left et behind. I figured that you would want et." As he spoke he held up the key in question to eye level.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 14, 2012 20:56:48 GMT -8
Sonya scowled, ignoring Ricky's original question to snatch the key back, trying to keep as much space between them as possible. The time Russell had refused to let go of his wallet still turned up in his dreams as often almost as the kiss. Since then he had been as careful as he could be to keep space between them, never allowing the other the chance to get so close.
"Yes, I do want it," he said, voice low. "However, I wonder what you possibly left at the station."
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 14, 2012 21:03:20 GMT -8
Ricky's gaze darted between the two older toms, watching Sonya's reactions to the other. He shook his head, murmuring, "More to the point, what was he doing in your office?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 14, 2012 21:04:27 GMT -8
"My own wallet had been misplaced, so I was looking for et," Russell answered smoothly and turned his head to look at Ricky as though seeing him for the first time. "And who es this?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Nov 14, 2012 21:10:28 GMT -8
Sonya took a deep breath, shifting his weight backwards and away from Russell. "Funny how things keep getting misplaced around you." He looked between the kit and tailor and truly did not want to introduce them."Ricky, Russell, he's a tailor, and this is Ricky, my," he considered. "He is living with me for the time being. Now, was there anything else?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Nov 14, 2012 21:11:24 GMT -8
Ricky eyed Russell warily, "A tailor. French?"
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Post by Tsughi on Nov 14, 2012 21:13:52 GMT -8
"And a kit for a housemate?" Russell countered.
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