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[justashow]

This seems to be a month for confessionals.  Pardon me for abstaining.  Anything extracted under duress is likely to be suspect anyway.

In much more important matters I'm in need of a new cashmere sweater.  There must be someone in this dismal City who is worthy of escorting me on a shopping trip.

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[handsomejack]

[At some point a mouse with wet feet and a disgruntled looking expression came across Kyle.

Someone had fallen into his water bowl again.

Stopping, the disgruntled mouse sat back on his haunches and began to vigorously groom at a foot.

Nothing worse than wet feet!]

[justashow]

Oh dear.

[Kyle watched the mouse with an amused smile twitching at his lips.]

It's for drinking, not bathing.

[handsomejack]

[He hadn't meant to fall in! It had just happened when he tried to crawl on the edge.

Jack paused in his groom to squeak and chitter at Kyle before he went back to tugging on a toe.]

[justashow]

[He shouldn't be trying to crawl on the edge then, should he? Kyle hunted around for a hand-towel to dry the wet fur.]

At least you can't drown. That would be all we need.

[coyote_walking]

Well, you know you don't want me going with you. we both know what you think of my fashion sense.

Private

And are you okay? Thomas said you would be, but nothing else and you just stopped answering and I've been a little scared here.

[justashow]

When grunge comes back in style, I'll let you know.

Private

He wasn't lying. I've been a little busy is all.

[coyote_walking]

Hey! It's not grunge, exactly. It's... casually... shabby.

Private

I knew he wasn't lying. I just... worried.

Oh. Okay.

[justashow]

You enjoy the mismatched socks look.

Private

I'm likely to be busy for a while yet, so don't worry if I'm sparse.