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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 16, 2010 1:27:50 GMT -5
Tugger froze and drew in breath.
"You wouldn't dare!" he hissed. He really hoped someone was watching. He realised what the tom had said. "If I'm supposed to live, yours are empty threats!"
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Post by Macavity on Dec 16, 2010 5:02:24 GMT -5
"You're making it difficult for me to let you," he retorted. "Release me. Now." But while he was up so close to him, he offered a friendly smile, ever with its malicious undertone.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 16, 2010 5:35:31 GMT -5
"Why should I believe that would make a difference?" Tugger spat, not letting go.
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Post by Macavity on Dec 16, 2010 11:17:47 GMT -5
Macavity's voice was smooth, though low in tone. "Release me, and I'll indulge information on your stray sibling."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 17, 2010 5:15:13 GMT -5
Tugger hissed again. He let go, and pushed, aiming for Macavity to fall off the tire.
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Post by Macavity on Dec 17, 2010 5:48:25 GMT -5
The push wasn't appreciated. As he rose to his feet from the shove and fall, he smoothed his hands over his trousers and slipped them into its pockets. Macavity lifted his gaze to the Jellicle, displeased but neutral otherwise. "That interested, are you?"
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 17, 2010 7:08:55 GMT -5
"Leave," Tugger repeated simply.
Damnit, where was Munkus when he needed him? Or anybody for that matter?
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Post by Macavity on Dec 17, 2010 8:34:04 GMT -5
Shrug. "Very well, for now. Give my regards to your brother. Don't think for a moment our conversation is entirely over, Tugger." The blade clipped in its hilt and safely deposited in his pocket. "'till next we meet."
With his bushy tail swaying nonchalantly behind him, Macavity took his leave.
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Post by pike on Dec 23, 2010 22:02:46 GMT -5
Maybe it was bad timing, or some other sort of force, but Munkustrap had been distracted with Kitrina for the past few hours. She was always so hard to talk in general to with that bitchy attitude, but since they noticed the scar he'd seen her walk on pins and needles. She was far too quiet, he thought. He'd meant to talk more, but she didn't repeat the story. He asked twice, then gave up in favor of doing something more enjoyable.
Pumping testosterone seemed to run through the family. The only difference was that Munkustrap had the discipline to hide it when he so chose to. He was open with sheer affection, but more... no. That was for private time. And well, private time with Kit was well worth his time. He didn't think he'd ever had such mind blowing sex. Ever. And maybe she didn't have the curves he preferred, but he could deal for then.
Spotting his brother, he gave a wave and walked over. Maybe he'd be tolerable that day. "Hey," he greeted, then paused and wondered if he should have bathed before leaving her. Maybe he still smelled like sex. It was hard to tell.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 23, 2010 23:07:24 GMT -5
And then Tugger was not Tugger. The Rum Tum Tugger would never throw his arms around MUnkustrap. He would never sob like a kitten into his brother's shoulder. Never.
But that is what this identical looking tom did.
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 0:30:15 GMT -5
Munkustrap staggered back under the weight, eyes wide like saucers. For a moment, he stood stark still, arms by his sides, body stiff. "I--" What could he say? Growing up, he'd experienced the hardships and the good times. But this... this was bad. Usually it was Tugger who was comforting him in his own way, the older brother role essentially.
He wrapped his arms around Tugger's back, rubbing in smaller circles. "What's wrong?" he asked gently.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 24, 2010 1:08:42 GMT -5
Tugger sniffed. "He had a knife!" he cried into Munkustrap's fur. "I thought he was going to stab me!"
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 1:25:31 GMT -5
"Whoa, wait, what? Someone had a knife?!"
Suddenly, this wasn't creepy for him. This was terrifying.
He held Tugger out at arm's length. "Tell me who. Who had a knife? Tugger, look at me. Tell me who."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 24, 2010 1:36:28 GMT -5
"I don't know! He knew who I was, but wouldn't tell me his name."
Tugger raised his head, looking at Munkustrap. "He wanted to talk to you, but I wouldn't tell him where you were because I didn't know. He said he had plans! That he needed me alive! But he held the knife at me!"
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 1:42:16 GMT -5
"What the hell could that shit be about?" He rubbed his brother's back. God, this was hard, comforting his elder brother. And someone specifically looking for him?
"I wonder if he's a jealous boyfriend..." he murmured aloud. "I mean, with all the stuff going down with Kit. But plans..." This made no sense. Though it was strange for something like this to happen after noting her scar. And she was fairly silent. Munkustrap rubbed the back of his neck.
"Take it easy. Breathe. We'll figure it out."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 24, 2010 1:53:40 GMT -5
"Where were you?" Tugger asked. "I didn't know where you were, and nobody was around to help me."
It wasn't intentionally accusing.
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 2:01:11 GMT -5
If there was any time he felt guiltier, Munkustrap couldn't think of one. He rubbed Tugger's back. "I... had company. I didn't know. I'll stay with you. No one'll hurt you. I won't let them." Oh jeez...
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 24, 2010 2:13:25 GMT -5
Tugger sniffed. He brought his tail up and grabbed it to wipe his cheeks, and then his nose. He straightened up, flicking his hair. "So," he said, standard smile back in place. "Who were you with?"
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 2:25:21 GMT -5
He rubbed his brother's back and exhaled. Anything to get his brother to stop crying, even if it'd be at his expense.
"Kitrina." He sighed. "I honestly didn't mean to. I mean, I wasn't planning on it but... she was game and she's really good.."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 24, 2010 2:40:32 GMT -5
Tugger raised his eyebrows, and then scowled. "Her," he said coldly. "How could you sleep with that dangerous bitch? I mean, fuck. You can have Bomba if you need it that much."
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Post by pike on Dec 24, 2010 12:48:34 GMT -5
"It wasn't about all that," Munkustrap sighed. "And we don't know for certain. She's tight lipped. I don't want to jump to conclusions incase she's honest."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Dec 26, 2010 2:04:37 GMT -5
"So, you just take her word for it?" Tugger demanded. "How can you let your guard down around her like that? She comes with a sob story, devised by Macavity no doubt, and you let her off the hook, just because she is willing to suck your cock?"
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Post by pike on Dec 26, 2010 11:35:36 GMT -5
Munkustrap sighed and held up his arms pathetically. "Tug, please... I don't want to condemn someone before there's more proof. But I swear, I am on it. I'm trying to figure her out. It's hard, Tug. It's really fucking hard."
He walked away from his sibling a little and rubbed his neck. What the hell was he supposed to do now?
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Post by Macavity on Dec 26, 2010 13:27:41 GMT -5
Who was he kidding? He never left without the last word.
No, he was not gone, as evidenced by the dull clapping he rewarded the two toms as he emerged from behind a rot-flecked door. To further the effect, he was expressionless, eyes set directly upon Munkustrap.
"Heart wrenching, gentlemen."
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Post by pike on Dec 26, 2010 13:40:07 GMT -5
Immediately, Munkustrap was on the defense. His body braced, and he growled. A step was taken so he moved in front of his older brother. He half-crouched. "Is this the tom who attacked you?" he asked, not looking back at his brother, keeping his eyes ahead.
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Post by Macavity on Dec 26, 2010 13:50:35 GMT -5
"I came peacefully until he laid his hand on me, Munkustrap." My, how he'd grown. "So how about you ease up and let's try again. I'm here on purely business terms."
Macavity inclined his head. Yes, he'd have exactly what he wanted from him, one way or another.
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Post by pike on Dec 26, 2010 13:52:35 GMT -5
"How'd you know my name?" The tom didn't change his position, still ready. He wouldn't touch that.
"... what sort of business?" A bit of anger in his eyes.
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Post by Macavity on Dec 26, 2010 13:56:31 GMT -5
"You're not some unknown around these parts. You're a popular tom. Not to mention, who wouldn't know the Junkyard's guardian?" He graced Munkustrap with a half-smile. "Business regarding the Jellicle tribe and its importance and territories.. and its 'royal family' if you will.
"I'm willing to be civil and not resort to outright violence unless provoked. I'm not a tom to be reckoned with."
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Post by pike on Dec 26, 2010 14:08:32 GMT -5
Munkustrap was always clever. He followed up on what went around. It was the words that hit him first, then the scent. A light breeze in his direction.
Immediately, he stood upright and tall to his full height.
"Get out," he said to his brother, never taking his eyes off the other tom, not even looking back. "Get out. Fast. Send Alonzo here. Alone. Now." Because like hell he'd do this negotiation without the black and white tom in the near vicinity. But also, like hell, he'd let his brother be near him. His brother wasn't trained the way Munkustrap was.
No wonder his brother was terrified...
He'd protect them again. He walked toward the cat in question, voice dropping to a low growl, something meant to be inaudible save for Macavity. "Talk."
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Post by Macavity on Dec 26, 2010 14:18:07 GMT -5
"No."
The word was said with such a deep, authoritative and dangerous undertone, that Macavity's appearance seemed to change entirely from good-natured to close to murderous. He drew his lip back; a hint of a snarl. "I come without my second-in-command. This issue is for your ears and Tugger's only. Call for help and I'll be forced to put aside any negotiation I might have otherwise agreed to and very, very forcibly continue with my original plans. Is that clear?"
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