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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 14:26:24 GMT -5
Munkustrap rubbed the bridge of his nose agitatedly and looked at his "bed," which was now occupied by this guy who was supposedly Mistoffelees' brother or something. It was all too weird.
He was too distressed to even consider kicking Mungojerrie out, though if he had that probably would have greatly alleviated his stress. So now, all he could do was wait. And wait.
He got a drink when waiting. The tipsy had worn off and now he just wanted something to deal with the stress and nuances. This was a fucking nightmare.
He'd need to talk to Victor later.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 14:35:18 GMT -5
Quaxo groaned as his eyes fluttered open, what the hell is wrong with this place? I've never had my powers do this to me before...something's wrong. He allowed his eyes to adjust, realizing slowly that he was not face down in the dirt anymore, but rather on a bed of sorts. He sat up slowly, feeling dizzy and looking around. He expected to see Kamaria and Puck, maybe even Misto. Instead he was greeted by a greyish tom that he didn't know, and that orange cat who had been eying his pants earlier.
"Umm..." he managed, "what happened?"
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 16:21:27 GMT -5
Mungo was looming over Quaxo as the tom awoke. A big grin spread across his face seeing that the cat was okay. "Ya passed out and we brought ya back 'ere!" he announced. He continued staring at Quaxo with a big stupid smile on his face. His tail swished around happily, almost like a pollicles.
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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 16:37:09 GMT -5
Way to hide details, huh?
Munkustrap groaned, downed the rest of his drink, then took a seat across from the cat. "Why don't you tell us what's going on here. You came out of nowhere, almost pick a fight with one of our best fighters, and all over a drunken embarrassment to the tribe that hopefully the Jellicles will be too drunk to remember come Monday."
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 17:02:24 GMT -5
Quaxo straightened up a bit more, wincing a little, God, he had a massive headache. Questions...answers...OK, answer questions, OK... "My name's Quaxo," he said slowly, his voice a little raspy, "I'm Mistoffelees' brother, we were abandoned as kittens and separated once we were caught. I left my family and found him." He took a few slow breaths but continued on, "I didn't like the way that cat was talking to him. He was ready to hurt Misto, and I couldn't let that happen. I...I don't want Misto to get hurt anymore is all..."
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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 17:26:38 GMT -5
"Hurt anymore?" Munkustrap said, now seeming a bit more interested. "You're implying that you definitely know about his past?"
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 17:30:23 GMT -5
Hearing Quaxo's explanation, Mungo calmed down and sat back. He shifted uncomfortably and the smile faded from his face. He could completely understand. If someone was treating Rumpleteazer badly, he wouldn't hesitate to take action. Well, he might hesitate a little, but there was no way he'd let someone mistreat his sister. Jerrie opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say. He glanced quickly over to Munkustrap hoping for some sort of guidance. With a sigh he then turned back to look at Quaxo. "I uh, I feel the same way. If somethin ever 'appened to Rumple, I probably would 'ave done the same thing."
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 17:38:15 GMT -5
"Of course I do," Quaxo stated simply, "I took care of him when he was a kitten, our parents were awful cats. They abandoned him, told me to go with them...but, I wouldn't. So they left me too, me and Misto alone in the street." "Here," he rummaged around in his pocket, "I have a picture of us when we were kits." He showed it to the grey cat.
When Jerrie spoke, he turned to him, "oh! You're Rumpleteazer's brother. You do look like her."
He turned to Munk once more, "look, I know you're iffy about trusting me, but I'm telling you, you can."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 18:07:18 GMT -5
Mungo looked over and tried to catch a glimpse of the picture. Being unable to, he then answered Quaxo, "Yep, Rumple is my sister! Ya know 'er?" He was a bit suprised that the cat seemed to know his sister. Well... he did apparently know Kamaria and Puck, so maybe is wasn't so suprising.
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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 18:54:47 GMT -5
Munkustrap looked at the picture and frowned. Jerrie was saying too much, and he didn't like it when cats said they could be trusted. There were too many odd things coming up.
Kitrina, for one.
He was skeptical on Mistoffelees' past and that brief story. Granted, if anyone knew what a protective instinct was, it was Munkustrap, but something was bugging him.
Everything seemed too fast.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 18:57:25 GMT -5
Quaxo sighed, "look, what do you want from me?"
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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 19:02:16 GMT -5
Munkustrap studied Quaxo a few minutes silently. "I want to know what the deal really is." He sighed and frowned, not sure what to ask. "I want to know for myself."
He looked at Mungojerrie. "Stay here with him. You're both not to leave until I'm back. There's food if you need it."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 20:30:30 GMT -5
Mungojerrie looked at Munkustrap and nodded. "Yeah yeah, don't worry bout it, I'll keep an eye on things." That sly smile returned to his face. He sat himself next to Quaxo and intusively wrapped his arm around the purple-haired cat's shoulder. He then proceeded to poke him lightly in the cheek, "Nothin'll go wrong Munky, don't worry!"
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 20:56:55 GMT -5
Quaxo sighed at Munk's words, though he giggled slightly, in spite of himself, as Mungo sat next to him. At least someone in this bloody place actually wanted him here. He watched Munkustrap leave and turned to face Mungo, a smirk of his own plastered on his face, "so no-one else here knows that you like guys eh?"
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 21:07:03 GMT -5
Mungo immediately froze. He quickly got up and scrambled away from Quaxo, "Wh- whot are ya talkin about!? I, I don't like guys!" His face was panicked. "I 'ave no clue where ya got that idea! Why would ya think such a thing!?" he laughed nervously. He cleared his throat and then turned away. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 21:41:22 GMT -5
Quaxo raised his eyebrow, "yes you do," he said simply. "It's OK you know," he said, staying where he was, "I mean, I swing both ways myself."
He stood up, making his way toward Mungo, a mischievous smirk playing at his lips, "and there's no use lying to me you know. I can tell when people are lying."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 21:53:29 GMT -5
Thinking of an excuse, Mungo turned around. He once again put his arm around Quaxo's shoulder and made his best serious face. "Y'see... I don't ACTUALLY like guys, but the ladies love it if ya pretend to bat fer both teams, y'know? They think it's sexy! So, yeah, I'm just uh, pretending so I can get some ass!" he explained. Ugh, it was not easy to lie through his teeth. But hey, it seemed to be a plausible explanation. Maybe it would through Quaxo off his trail.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 22:03:40 GMT -5
Quaxo put his arm around Mungo in response, turning face to face with him and leaning in, "Mungo," he said simply, "you're lying. It's OK if you don't want to admit it. But, just so you know," he leaned in right to his ear, "I think you're cute too."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 22:23:30 GMT -5
Mungojerrie's face turned bright red and his fur stood on end. Oh geez, oh geez, what had he gotten himself into. Dammit Munkustrap! This was his fault! The calico wanted desperately to pull away, but something was keeping him from doing so. His mind wanted him to move, but his body didn't. "I, uh, I... er... thanks?" he stammered. He honestly had no idea what to do. Was he supposed to reply and say, 'You're cute too'? No, no, he had to hold up his facade for as long as he could, even if Quaxo could see right through it.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 22:30:11 GMT -5
Quaxo let a breath out so that it tickled Mungo's ear before pulling away suddenly and nonchalantly sitting back on the bed. "Like I said," he grinned, "I know you're lying. You know you're lying, and even if I didn't, the redness on your face sure as heck says you are." He stuck out his tongue at Mungo, winking, "it's up to you."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 22:40:23 GMT -5
As Quaxo sat back down, an overwhelming urge to pounce on him right then and there came over Jerrie. He managed to restrain himself, if only just. Dammit, Munkustrap had better come back soon; Mungo didn't know how much longer he could keep himself from ravaging the smaller cat. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and groaned. He then sat down next to Quaxo, a safe distance away however. "Listen..." he started, "Just, promise ya won't tell anybody. I'm... well... its a new feelin... I don't really understand it yet myself..."
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 22:46:27 GMT -5
"I wouldn't tell anyone, don't worry," Quaxo said seriously, "I understand that it's tough, but lying to yourself doesn't help anything." He moved a little closer to Mungo, still leaving him his distance, but putting them within arms reach, "is there anything you want to know or ask or whatever?"
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 22:52:29 GMT -5
Mungo shook his head, "No... I think I'll figure it out in time..." He let out a deep sigh and fell back onto the bed, resting his arms behind his head. "Y'know... I've probably always been this way. Y'see, I'm... sterile. I'd be no use ta-uh queen," he mumbled.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 23:06:30 GMT -5
"Oh," Quaxo said, "I'm sorry." He closed the gap between them lying on his stomach next to Mungo, "just because you're sterile doesn't mean you're no good to a queen. What if the queen doesn't want a kit?" He smiled, "well you have always been this way, but you're probably just realizing it now."
Quaxo sighed inwardly, this was not really the time to think this way, but despite himself, he really did think that Mungo was cute...
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 23:20:33 GMT -5
Mungojerrie snorted and laughed a bit, "Whot queen doesn't want a kit? When they're in 'eat they go crazy bout 'avin kittens!" A quiet purr rumbled in his chest and he looked over to Quaxo, "So, whot brought ya ta this place anyways, besides Misto of course... or, is that the only reason yer 'ere?"
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 2, 2011 23:37:14 GMT -5
Quaxo rolled to his side, placing a hand on Mungo's shoulder, "well if you ask me," Quaxo said laughing slightly, "queens are too complicated anyways." He laughed again, "why did I come here?" he paused. "For the adventure I guess, to meet new people, I dunno. Mostly Misto though..."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 2, 2011 23:50:10 GMT -5
Mungo liked how... calm everything was. He knew that there was still some tension between him and other cats due to his previous affiliation with Macavity. He absentmindedly touched the small 'M' brand located on his hip. It wasn't very obvious as much of his fur and stripes hid it. He wasn't even sure how many Jellicles even knew it was there. It was pretty tough to find unless one was actually looking. "So, do ya do the 'ole 'magic' thing like Misto does?"
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 0:02:45 GMT -5
Quaxo laughed, "sort of, but in a much less flashy way. My 'magic,'" he quoted with his hands, "manifests in a sort of ability to feel what other people are feeling. It's also the reason that people can't lie to me." His brow furrowed slightly, "but since I've been here, things have been going out of whack, it's been much more...I dunno, potent I guess. I mean, sometimes it gets hard to tell the difference between my emotions and others." He shuddered, "I think it's why I passed out too..."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 0:09:43 GMT -5
"I wish I could read people's minds," Mungo said, nodding to himself, "That'd be sweet." Being a bit of a gossip, he liked to share any little tidbit he heard, but reading minds? Oh boy, that would be the jackpot of information. "I'd just watch yerself. Be careful. With magic, ya might be a target fer Macavity. Oh, do ya know about Macavity? Seein as yer not from around 'ere and all...."
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 0:31:37 GMT -5
"Oh," Quaxo said, shaking his head, "I can't read people's minds, just their emotions." He looked at Mungo at his next words, "Macavity...no I don't think I've ever heard that name, who is he?"
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