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Post by Quaxo on May 23, 2011 21:33:59 GMT -5
Quaxo stared after Plato as he ran off. Without Plato's anger fueling him, he felt tired, too tired, he felt like he was going to pass out again. Oh...the world was spinning now, oh great...that's not good, he tried walking over to Misto. Misto needed him, he would...oh the ground...that was coming up fast now, his legs had buckled, he crashed to the dirt. His vision went fuzzy, "Misto..." he called weakly, "are you..." he lost consciousness.
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Post by pike on May 23, 2011 21:38:42 GMT -5
"What the--" Munkustrap stared down. He walked toward Quaxo before turning the cat onto his back. He seemed to be breathing.... Just like he fainted or something.
"As if it couldn't get worse," he muttered, irritably.
He grunted as he looked around the group. The last thing he wanted was Misto to be around this strange cat. Not until he got answers out of Quaxo to what the hell was going on.
"Hey Mungojerrie... help me move him?" he asked, not even believing that he asked Mungojerrie out of all cats.
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Post by Mungojerrie on May 23, 2011 21:49:33 GMT -5
Jerrie's face brightened. Finally! He could be helpful! Did he actually want to be though? Eh, atleast it gave him something to do. He saluted Munkustrap mockingly. "Ready an' willin' sir!" he grinned. He snickered lightly. He knelt down on the other side of Quaxo and poked him in the side. He childishly laughed at the squishyness. He had to restrain himself from saying, "Poke poke".
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Post by pike on May 23, 2011 21:53:40 GMT -5
"................"
If looks could kill...
Could anyone seriously be THAT stupid? REALLY?
"I'm not sure if we should move him, or keep him in the same place." He glanced at Admetus. "If you could watch things here, I want to question him in private." He moved toward Quaxo's shoulders and hooked his arms under his. "Get his legs, Mungojerrie. We're going to carry him to my den. I don't want Mistoffelees coming as well."
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Post by Tumblebrutus on May 23, 2011 21:54:56 GMT -5
"I'm on the coffee," Tumblebrutus immediately volunteered to Tugger, already on his feet and jogging. He wasn't quite sure where to get the coffee from... but hell, he was obviously going to look good in front of Tugger so long as he got that before Arion had the chance to.
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Post by Mungojerrie on May 23, 2011 22:26:54 GMT -5
Mungo grabbed Quaxo by the ankles and hoisted him up. He then moved his hands up to grip under the cat's knees. "Damn, 'e doesn't weigh anythin does 'e?" Jerrie commented. As he looked to Quaxo's unconscience face, he could feel a slight heat coming over his own. His white cheeks were stained with a pink tint.
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Post by pike on May 23, 2011 22:43:50 GMT -5
"He's small, yes." Munkustrap said, refraining from groaning. Why, oh why, did he ask Mungojerrie to help him? He could have asked Admetus instead... but then the rest of the lot would be in hell. Fuck.
Noticing the other's blush, he quirked an eyebrow but said nothing. Odd...
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Post by Tantomile on May 23, 2011 23:11:20 GMT -5
She glanced around the group, silently watching the drama. Well. Really, Tantomile didn't know what to think, honestly. As she watched Munkustrap and Mungo pick up Quaxo, she suddenly blinked and came forward. "He's got some sort of..." She trailed off, and twiddled her fingers in a vague sign of magic. "Gift, I guess. I think he said... something about emotions? I don't fully remember, things got... hectic quickly."
She paused, gazing off in the distance, before shrugging. "Figured I'd let you know. Um... I'll go sit with Misto, see how he's doing?" She glanced up at Munkustrap, not sure what she could do to help.
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Post by pike on May 23, 2011 23:33:13 GMT -5
Munkustrap nodded his head. "Yeah. Yeah, that's good. Tumble's getting coffee, and if you stay around, that might be nice. He might end up just talking with Tugger."
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Post by puck on May 23, 2011 23:40:26 GMT -5
Puck stood next to Kam, still holding her hand, and just watched the events unfold with wide eyes. She didn't know what had just happened. After Munk and Mungo carried Quaxo off she sat off to the side and watched her feet, not wanting to be in the way and not knowing how to help.
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Post by Arion on May 24, 2011 0:28:49 GMT -5
Arion didn't know what to do. He was highly confused, for he thought that the Jellicles were supposed to be one big happy family. He looks to Tumble with his head tilted as if to say 'what the hell is happening?', but he does not speak. The spotted cat watches as the group slowly separated, not sure if he should follow Plato and Alonzo (for he didn't know them that well), but decided to remain with Tumble for the time being. As Tumble ran off, Arion was still glued to the spot; he had no idea where the coffee was, he didn't know where a lot of things were. Instead, he inches his way forward, approaching the smaller crowd. He appears a little nervous and tense, hoping he is not intruding anyone's boundaries. He decides to approach Tantomile, she seemed to know more than he did (at least as to why the cat had fainted).
"Umm...is there anything I can do to help?"
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Post by Tantomile on May 24, 2011 11:05:30 GMT -5
Tantomile nodded, making an attempt to smile but eventually shrugging and moving off toward Misto. She was stopped by Arion. "Hmm. I'm not sure.... Why don't you stay here until Tumblebrutus gets back? I'm going to see how Misto's doing...." She pursed her lips, looking at the young tom.
"I'm really not sure if there's anything you can do, besides staying out of the way. I'm sorry." With that, she nodded and made her way over to Misto, hesitating before smiling slighty. "Hey. How are you doing?"
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Post by Mungojerrie on May 24, 2011 23:30:38 GMT -5
Mungojerrie hummed happily to himself as he helped move Quaxo. He really was just a big, happy, dumb oaf. Or atleast thats how he seemed at the moment. "Munky.... where is yer den anyways?" he asked.
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on May 25, 2011 0:00:37 GMT -5
Admetus stood quietly, letting Munkustrap deal with it all. He didn't know what to do, where to go - he felt like he was being pulled in all directions. Follow Plato, or Victor, or help Munkustrap, or stay where he was or...
Admetus was supposed to be the stoic one, the pensive one, the calm helper, Munkustrap's helping hand, but this was all a little too much, even for him. Tail twitching, ears flat against his head, he threw his hands up in frustration.
"What is wrong with everyone lately?"
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Post by kamaria on May 25, 2011 0:04:11 GMT -5
Kamaria felt really rather overwhelmed by it all. She wanted to help, but she didn't know how to, and anyway she felt like she tended to be more in the way than a help. So she sat down quietly next to Puck, clinging to her best friend without realizing that she was.
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Post by Arion on May 25, 2011 2:05:13 GMT -5
Arion nods, understanding that there's not much he can do. He didn't want to get in the way, especially since he didn't really know them all that well. The spotted cat walks over to Admetus, who appeared quite frustrated.
"Are the Jellicles always like this? And is this what usually happens at parties?"
He asks, wanting to know more about this place and those residing in it. He wasn't a big fan of conflict, he preferred hugs and happiness, for everyone to be happy. But there was not much he could do right now.
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Post by puck on May 25, 2011 12:28:54 GMT -5
Puck jumped a little at Admetus' outburst. "Who knows." she replied, quiet enough that he may not have even heard her. "Bad booze? Bad nip? That time of the month?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 25, 2011 19:08:08 GMT -5
"Who cares? He's an asshole. Fucking.... fucking asshole." Mistoffelees rubbed his hands together. Maybe he did get a bit too drunk which led to the decision of confronting Victor then.
He gazed at Tantomile and sighed. She really was kind. He was a wreck. Drunken mess.
A glance was given to Tugger, and then he looked at the ground.
"Why her?" he asked. "What does Kitrina have that I don't?"
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Post by Tumblebrutus on May 25, 2011 19:09:59 GMT -5
It was around then that Tumblebrutus returned, panting and a bit sweaty. Coffee was to be had. Hearing Misto's question, immediately he answered. "Boobs?"
His cheeks flushed scarlet and he set down the box with the coffee and coughed. Oh. Embarrassing.
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Post by ilikegirlstoo on May 25, 2011 20:03:44 GMT -5
Admetus sighed, and rubbed his palm across his face when the kit walked up to him.
"Well. Um. I guess there's always drama of some sort going on, but I don't think it's ever been this bad. I don't know what's gotten into everyone today. Bad day. Bad bad day," he muttered.
He smiled at Puck's suggestions. "Yeah, seems like the whole tribe has synced up for that time of the month," he snorted.
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Post by Tantomile on May 25, 2011 21:05:33 GMT -5
Tantomile frowned. "Don't be crude, Tumblebrutus." She patted Misto's shoulder and resisted an urge to add, But it's true. Now was the time to be supportive and helpful. Snark was not needed.
"I don't know, hun. You both were upset. Are upset," she amended. She smiled before turning to look at Tumble. "Tumble, dear, give Misto his coffee? It'll get cold soon, and that's quite unpleasant."
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Post by Tumblebrutus on May 25, 2011 23:13:50 GMT -5
Tumblebrutus was a lovely shade of rose in the cheeks by that point, mumbling a "yes, ma'am," to the slight reprimand. Well, it could have been worse. With the coffee, he dolled out two mugs, one handed to Mistoffelees, the other for Tugger. The rest could get what they wanted, if they wanted.
Oh man. This totally sucked.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 25, 2011 23:18:34 GMT -5
Tugger did not say exactly what he thought for once. He wouldn't mention that about Kitrina.
"Lack of standards," he supplied instead. Someone would have to suffer later for spoiling his night.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 25, 2011 23:26:42 GMT -5
Mistoffelees sipped the coffee before he frowned and hunched over. "It's over. It's really over. I can't believe it's over..." He sighed deeply, and took another sip. "Lack of standards... I'm not that bad. I'm cute. I'm smart. I'm talented. If I were straight, I wouldn't go to her!" Though Mistoffelees didn't know that for sure. At that moment, he viewed Kitrina like the devil.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 25, 2011 23:28:34 GMT -5
"So, uh... what did you fight about, anyway?" Tugger asked.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 25, 2011 23:39:05 GMT -5
Mistoffelees shifted his weight, arms wrapped around his knees, though with his head he gestured Tugger closer. "Came to visit him. We were sorta... I don't know. He said he didn't want to, and I asked what was wrong since he always wants to, always makes a move, then he just... I don't know. Got mad at me. Called me a slut. Told me to get out of his den."
The coffee seemed too bitter, but Mistoffelees drank it anyway. "I don't know what happened... he always wants to. Always. I've been completely faithful and then just... gone."
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Post by Arion on May 26, 2011 4:06:31 GMT -5
"Ohhh."
He nods in response to Admetus, smiling at Puck's 'time of the month' reference. As Tumble comes back he shakes his head at his input. He walks up to him, chuckling as Tantomile gently scolds him. There wasn't much else he could do, he didn't know Mistoffelees well enough to embrace him in a warm, friendly hug.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 29, 2011 23:04:13 GMT -5
"Ah, wait..." Tugger said. "Did you question if he liked you cause he wasn't in the mood for sex?" Tugger asked Misto.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 30, 2011 22:13:12 GMT -5
Mistoffelees rubbed his eyes as he nodded. "That's... that's usually the slow break up start... and then he broke up with me." He slouched and whimpered.
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Post by pike on Jun 2, 2011 14:25:22 GMT -5
"Just..." Munkustrap sighed at Mungojerrie. "Just follow me this way." He could only hope that Mistoffelees was still too drunk to realize just what was going on. That'd make it harder.
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