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"Eleven for the eleven went up to heaven.
Ten for the ten commandments.
Nine for the nine bright shiners.
Eight for the April rainers.
Seven for the seven stars in the sky..."

Reciting to the pace of throw and catch, Jack is in the bar. The small glass ball he's playing with holding all of his attention, for the moment.

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[mogget_cat]

*Curiosity never killed the Bright Shiner.* For whom were you singing?

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Possibile answers swirl for a moment, and eventually he settles on-

"Another sort of friend, with whom I am counting."

[mogget_cat]

*still curious* Counting what?

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"I lost a bet."


His arms fold across his chest, and he glares petulantly.

"I do not think I will tell you about it."

[mogget_cat]

*Green eyes gaze levelly at him.* You lost a bet, but not with Mercutio. You mentioned Thea earlier, but I do not believe you had a bet with her.

Belial, then, with whom you play poker? Poker involves bets of some kind, does it not?

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"It was."

The eyes hold his attention, for the moment. There's something compelling in this.

"For kissing, if you are so curious. Does it matter to you, bright shiner, whom I allow to touch me?"

[mogget_cat]

*The cat doesn't look away, nor does it blink.*

It does not matter to me, but by your reluctance to satiate my curiosity, it matters to you. And in more ways than one, by your tone.

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"Yes."

His voice is still clinging to 'calm,' but not quite there anymore.

"It does. Please go away?"

[mogget_cat]

*The cat grins, toothily.*

What is in it for me, if I do?

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"Nothing."


Bluntly honest, then with a bite of a bite:

[mogget_cat]

Poor you, then. *unfeelingly said*

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"Did you have anything to say? Or shall I leave?"

He does offer him the courtesy of getting a last question, comment, threat, whatever in. He'd scritched him, after all. And he believes it can't hurt.

[mogget_cat]

Why do your thoughts upon whom you allow to touch you bother you?

Forgive the curiosity. Spend enough time in a shape, and its characteristics become ingrained. *Note he didn't apologize for it.*

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"Forgiven."

Note he doesn't answer the question immediately.

Just stands and offers a half bow.

"And I am not entirely sure if I would answer if I knew. Goodbye, Bright Shiner."

[mogget_cat]

*He smiles.* Goodbye.