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Post by dodd4 on Oct 29, 2014 18:12:23 GMT -5
the mangled old tom limped along the side street balancing a card board box under one arm while leaning on a walking stick as he hummed. the morning was a warm one with no sign of the cold to come and Stubinz was happy to enjoy it while it was to be had. despite his jolly attitude he did keep a wary eye.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2014 1:48:11 GMT -5
Purrgatori had left Admetus a good twenty minutes ago, still grateful for the rescue. Though still unsure how do deal with the emotions the slutty tom had invoked in her. The ruddy colored queen wasn't paying attention to where she was going as she headed away from where she had ran into Tucker. She was thinking on how to address Admetus, the next time she saw him, logically. But that was when the scent of another cat wafted into her nose. She took too long to lift her head up and ended up collided into the older toms back. She stumbled and fell to the ground with a small whine in the back of her throat.
Only one thought entered her mind when she hit the cement of the street. Today is not a good day.
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Post by dodd4 on Oct 30, 2014 17:31:20 GMT -5
the mangled old tom stumbled when something soft and warm collided with him.
he turned and found a lovely queen cowering on the pavement behind him.
Stubinz carefully set the box down and slowly extended his good paw to her,
"tis all right fair one," he said softly and added "ya have na ta fear from Me. tis there someone after ya? ifin tis so Ah know some safe spots."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2014 0:38:44 GMT -5
Purrgatori glanced at the paw and with some reluctance took it, helping herself up with the help of Stubinz. Letting go of his paw almost immediately after she was on her own two feet, she frowned deeply. The small of her back and her butt hurt, the two areas of her body that received the brunt of the fall. Still her face turned more into that of confusion. "No. I was...distracted. Do you help every stray you run into?"
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Post by dodd4 on Oct 31, 2014 5:34:40 GMT -5
the old tom smiled a notched ear flicking, "as many as Ah can, as many as Ah can." he said with a wink then he scetched a bow "Ah am Stubinz, Rumpot, Tosspot, Crackpot, an if ya listen ta tha Lady Jellylorum all around bad influance ta tha kittens!" then he looked up from the bow and asked "and you are...?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2014 13:44:16 GMT -5
Tori shifted her weight on the opposite foot, letting her hip jut out slightly. Not quite passing an attitude, but it did give her a standoffish appearance. "I do not know who this Jellylorum is." For all she knew, Jellylorum was his sister. Still she did nod slightly. His bow and introduction was very respectable. And thankfully the tom wasn't pulling a knife out on her and trying to cut her throat. Seriously? What had that other tom been thinking? Her ears had fallen at the thought of her time with Tucker. "My name is Purrgatori. I'm known as Tori to my friends. However, if you know of Admetus, he tends to think my name is Purralicious." It slightly irked her, and also made her feel like the prettiest queen in the city; at the same time.
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Post by dodd4 on Oct 31, 2014 17:32:21 GMT -5
the mangled old tom's smile widened in a friendly way "oh aye tha name tis a familiar one and that's a fact! Ah'll be telling ya he tis a fast one with tha Ladies he is!" he said with a chuckle. "Ah was just taking some vitall's ta some near kin would ya care fer a quick nosh?" he asked tapping the box with his walking stick.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2014 0:50:29 GMT -5
Purrgatori didn't know why it surprised her that Stubinz had heard of or knew Admetus. Admetus had a reputation, and got around. Not just in a sexual way. He had a way of just zipping from place to place. Knowing and talking to others, even if it never lead to the bedroom. She did give the older tom a shy smile. "And with the toms too, I hear." She tilted her head studying the box. "I have already eaten." She moved closer,"But it would be the least I could do, to help." She held out her arms, willing to carry the box for him.
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Post by dodd4 on Nov 2, 2014 18:33:51 GMT -5
the battered old tom's smile softened and he picked up the box and handed it to the lovely queen. "Ah thank ya Miss, an tis na far. ya see Ah am tha Pub's Cat down at The Lark and Rose, an while ma home be elsewhere Ah try ta lend a paw ta ma Tribemates." he said as he started to lead Purgatori down the street.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2014 19:02:45 GMT -5
The rustic colored queen took the box, without complaint and her eyes looked over and beyond the box to where she assumed Stubinz was headed. "Never been there." Purrgatori replied. She was often told she needed to get out more often, but in truth she wasn't much of a drinker and didn't like the atmosphere of most bars and pubs. "What exactly do you help them out with?" Purrgatori didn't like to make such an effort with a complete stranger, but she was helping him with his supplies, and she preferred idle chitchat to awkward "slowly killing me" silence.
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Post by dodd4 on Nov 2, 2014 21:04:44 GMT -5
the battered old tom chuckled, "well a little of this and that, as the Pub's Cat Ah have access ta things that might be a bit hard to come by. this fine day tis just some tasties an na anythin vital." he said cheerily as they went along.
even though Stubinz limped aslong he managed respectable if comfortable pace.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2014 22:18:23 GMT -5
Purrgatori nodded her head along with Stubinz' words, perhaps agreeing with him, or just acknowledging that she had heard them. Her questions didn't let up though, too desperate to keep them away from awkward silences. "How exactly did you come to being a cat in charge of a pub. It seems ...odd, unless you have a human that is in charge of the building where your pub is." She continued to walk in the direction she assumed that Stubinz was going, when it occurred to her that she didn't know where the Lark and Rose was. "Am I headed in the right direction?"
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Post by dodd4 on Nov 3, 2014 9:02:28 GMT -5
the battered old tom tipped his head, "well we're in the right ircetion fer where A'm headed, Tha Lark and Rose tis back that way, just three doors down from tha Grande Theater it tis! but Ah twas takin tha vittles ta the Tribes spot an tha be in tha Junkyard yonder." he said in a friendly tone.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2014 13:25:33 GMT -5
Purrgatori's eyes blinked slowly, but she refused to let her apprehension over Stubinz' words show in her face. Licking at her suddenly dry lips, she mulled over what she should say or rather ask. With a soft voice, she let her words slide in slowly. "This...wouldn't happen to be the Jellicle Junkyard, would it?" She had no idea what she would say if it were, but considering her dislike of what that drug addicted jellicle had done to her sister and herself...
No. Please say no. Tori thought as they both continued down the street.
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Post by dodd4 on Nov 3, 2014 13:59:23 GMT -5
the battered old tom nodded "that it would..." then Stubinz paused at her tone,and looked a Purgatori carefully.
"that's na a problem tis it? what's tha matter lass? if any a those young hooligan's haie disrespected ya it's tha back a me paw they'll be gettin, a fine polite lass like yerself!" he declared the tattered stub of his tail bristling.
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