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Post by Mistoffelees on Dec 27, 2010 23:37:29 GMT -5
".. yeah?" Mistoffelees' reply was a bit wary. Any time someone would say those words usually it meant there was something wrong.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 27, 2010 23:51:07 GMT -5
He sighed, "I just want to tell you my story. I don't expect yours in return, but I feel like you deserve to know." He paused, gathering up his courage, "our parents were alley cats. They stole for a living. They almost left me on the street when I was born, but for some reason they decided to keep me around. It was hard...I had to keep up or be left behind as soon as I could walk. When you were born, they couldn't deal with raising, if that's what you can call it, another kit, so they left you. It was a choice of going with them or staying with you at that point and...I chose you. We were caught not long after by some humans, and...before today that was the last time I saw you. I was adopted by a family, and they moved far away. I wanted to come after you, but...but I didn't know how. My family came here on a vacation; I stowed away, and came to find you as soon as we hit the city. They won't notice I'm gone until they get back home, which won't be for a couple of weeks now." He took a breath, "and...that's what brought me here."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Dec 28, 2010 0:02:44 GMT -5
Mistoffelees felt his chest constrict. His eyes became moist and he rubbed at them furiously before he looked away. "but your human family..." That sort of sacrifice for him? What if Quaxo didn't have the power to teleport the way he did? He'd need to help somehow. He wanted to. He just... didn't know.
And their parents abandoning them? Abandoning Quaxo because of him?
He rubbed at his eyes again before he looked away. "I'm sorry," he whimpered.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 28, 2010 0:10:02 GMT -5
Quaxo felt Misto's sympathy, his sadness like a punch in the chest. His eyes began to tear up in response to Misto.
"N-no Misto, don't worry about me. My humans were nice, but they'll find another cat soon enough, besides I was never really good for them anyways." He sniffed, "don't be sorry little brother. Never ever be sorry for my choices."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Dec 28, 2010 0:11:26 GMT -5
Why was the other cat crying? There was so much he didn't understand. The other knew him so well. How? How could someone he didn't remember know so much about him?
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 28, 2010 0:25:00 GMT -5
Quaxo knelt back down, taking Misto's hands. "I'm sorry that this is hurting you Misto, I didn't want that to happen. I just wanted you to know everything as best I could tell you. You...you deserve to know," he sniffed again, wiping at his eyes, almost perfectly mirroring Misto, without even realizing it.
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Post by Rumpleteazer on Dec 28, 2010 17:04:05 GMT -5
Rumple had finally found a glass of water. Took her long enough... Carrying the glass, she made her way back to the pipe where she left Quaxo and Misto. She paused near the entrance to the clearing, surveying the two toms.
They looked a bit alike, just a twinge. Something in their eyes, maybe. Eh, what did she know. Should she interrupt, give Misto the water? She settled for coughing into her fist, hoping it could subtly alert the toms to her return. Or, as subtly as Rumple was capable of.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Dec 29, 2010 14:51:23 GMT -5
He was never more thankful for an interruption. It was getting too serious all of a sudden. He was able to wipe at his eyes before popping up. "Thanks," he said as he took the water. IF anything, he needed a break for his brain.
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Post by Quaxo on Dec 29, 2010 17:00:40 GMT -5
Quaxo stood as Misto did, wiping his eyes and throwing on a fake smile, if only to try to relieve the tension a little bit. He didn't say anything...really everything that he had to say had been said, and he definitely didn't want to talk personally in front of Rumpleteazer, not anymore at least.
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Post by Rumpleteazer on Dec 29, 2010 23:55:36 GMT -5
"Yer welcome..." Rumple muttered distractedly, glancing between the two brothers. "Er.... Have a nice chat?" She attempted a grin, before her face fell and she crossed her arms across her chest.
She hated awkwardness, and she was never the best at interacting with cats other than her brother, unless she was drunk or in a flirty or joking mood. This wasn't an occasion for any of those, unfortunately, leaving Rumple to scuff her feet and hope for the best.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Jan 1, 2011 17:37:13 GMT -5
"Yeah. It's fine." Mistoffelees gave yet another glance to Rumpleteazer as he drank the water, then wiped his mouth a little sloppily, maybe something more out of character for the cat. He was overwhelmed by the surplus of information. It wasn't fair to Quaxo, but this sort of stress. And what if the cat really was lying? That wouldn't explain the photo. Regardless, giving up everything? He didn't know.
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Post by Quaxo on Jan 1, 2011 17:43:19 GMT -5
Quaxo felt awkward; or rather, Mistoffelees felt confused and conflicted and Rumpleteazer felt awkward which was making him feel awkward. It was all rather confusing.
"Is there anything that you want me to do? Or anything you want to ask or...you know anything at all?"
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Post by Rumpleteazer on Jan 1, 2011 20:16:26 GMT -5
Rumpleteazer nodded, pressing her lips together. Should she leave? There really wasn't much she could do here, so maybe it would be better if she took off, left them alone. It made sense to her mind.
Jerking her thumb over her shoulder, she muttered, "I really should go meet Mungo, I promised him.... D'ya mind if I go?" Her question was directed to Misto, because he looked more.... more off than Quaxo. More torn up about this all. Damn it, she hated dealing with feelings, hers or others. It was just way too personal for her.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Jan 1, 2011 23:35:19 GMT -5
"I oh... uh. Don't... let me hold you up. I'm uh. I'll see you then."
This made things more awkward. Just him and... his possible brother. And questions for him? He didn't even know what to ask because he was so busy trying to absorb everything.
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Post by Quaxo on Jan 1, 2011 23:38:50 GMT -5
Quaxo sat again, awkwardly looking away as Rumpleteazer left. "I...umm...look, do you want me to leave you alone for a while? I can if you want..."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Feb 9, 2011 21:59:50 GMT -5
"Look, I don't know, all right? It's just a lot to take in. You're like practically asking me to take this all in at once. I can't quite do that." He gave a smallish, annoyed sigh. "I don't know what to do. "
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Post by Quaxo on Feb 10, 2011 3:02:30 GMT -5
"I wish I could tell you Misto," Quaxo said quietly, "I really do. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you to do anything. I just...I just want to be involved in your life that's all."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 2, 2011 13:46:20 GMT -5
Mistoffelees frowned, and rubbed his forehead. "Just... give me time, okay? And don't expect miracles."
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 2, 2011 13:49:19 GMT -5
Quaxo nodded, smiling slightly, "I can do that. How about we just try to be friends for now then? Would that be OK?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 2, 2011 13:50:49 GMT -5
"... yeah. It's fine," he murmured softly, glancing to the ground. It was just overwhelming pretty much.
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 2, 2011 13:53:54 GMT -5
"OK," Quaxo said, "I'm going to head off then, maybe try to find somewhere to stay for the night. I'll let you know where you can find me once I know...if you want to anyways." He stood up, brushing himself off, and grabbing his bag once more, "I'm sorry I just sprung this on you, I didn't realize how much pain it might put you in."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Mar 2, 2011 14:13:31 GMT -5
"It's okay," he murmured. "I should be heading back anyway. If you're around here... you'll find a place to stay... and find me."
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Post by Quaxo on Mar 2, 2011 14:17:06 GMT -5
Quaxo nodded, smiling a little, "alright then. I guess I'll be seeing you little brother." And with that he turned around and walked off.
This might not have been what he dreamed, but it was a start. He had his brother back, and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure that it stayed that way.
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