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Post by Eliaza on Oct 23, 2014 15:13:54 GMT -5
Oswin shrugged her shoulders. "These grownup cats are such worrywarts, Bob," she muttered. "I doubt he'll say anything," she added, looking at Arnbjorn. "Nothing really happened and I'll bet some part of him wants to leave the option open to come back and investigate on his own, and that'd be difficult once he told a leader." But she nodded agreeably. "Yeah, I'll talk to the boss. I think he wanted to see me today or something anyway." She kept her voice light, though inwardly she was dreading the meeting - Macavity was unpredictable - and thinking, There goes every single second of that free time I had. But hey, if it meant she might get more noticed and respected and taken seriously, maybe it was worth it!
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Post by sansa on Oct 26, 2014 17:03:25 GMT -5
Bob? Arnbjorn's eyebrows raised in curiosity, but he didn't bother asking. "Yeah, probably." He smirked a little. "Those young ones always want some adventure." He frowned when she mentioned that Macavity wanted to talk to her. He didn't know anything about that. He didn't expect to know about everything Macavity was up to, but he usually at least knew when he was meeting with other Henches. "Probably an interrogation job he needs from you or something," he said with a shrug, trying to hide his disappointment. "You're one of the better ones at that stuff."
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Post by Eliaza on Oct 26, 2014 21:40:07 GMT -5
Oswin brightened at that thought. Since the boss didn't often want to see her, she always assumed that when he did, it was because she was in trouble for something. But maybe he was just calling for her to make use of her talents. "Well," she said, straightening up importantly, "someone's got to handle the brainy side of things. We can't all be super imposing with gigantically impressive muscles." She poked at his arm muscle for probably the third time that day, figuring it'd make up for her 'insulting' comparison between his and Tumble's muscles earlier. Toms were so stupidly obsessed with that kind of thing.
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Post by sansa on Oct 27, 2014 3:54:43 GMT -5
"They are gigantically impressive, aren't they?" Arnbjorn looked at his arms appreciatively for a moment, before turning his attention back on Oswin. "You should get going, then. You know he doesn't like to be kept waiting." Being so close to the pubs, he decided to do a sweep before heading back to the Warehouse. Some Henches liked to cause trouble with street cats there when they got bored, but if he got there in time, he was usually able to stop it.
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Post by Eliaza on Oct 27, 2014 6:19:49 GMT -5
Oswin's smile faded slightly. Oh, yeah. She still actually had to go through the process of going to see him. No matter what Macavity wanted to talk to her about, the idea was always nerve racking. However, she forced her face back into a giant, if somewhat fake-looking, grin. "Right," she chuckled. "I'll be er, off then. Maybe see you and your impressive muscles later, if I'm not too busy on important missions." She hurried off, back toward the warehouse.
[Exit Oswin]
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Post by sansa on Oct 27, 2014 12:48:21 GMT -5
Arnbjorn watched her until she was out of sight to make sure she didn't get into trouble, then headed off toward the pubs.
[exit Arnbjorn]
[DEAD]
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