DAMN IT CLIFFHANGERS && private

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    "I can't really explain it." He raised an invisible brow. "Your mind goes blank. You just stop and then you go off the face of the Earth for a bit, then ta da! Your back." Lestrade tilted his head. "Sorry, but why do you ask?"

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    [font=arial]"No reason in particular. I just wanted to know." Mycroft murmured.

    Studying him for a moment, Lestrade didn't ask why again, because he knew there was a reason. "Oh okay. Right."

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    [font=arial]Mycroft sighed. "Would you like me to escort you to the border?" he asked Lestrade.

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    [font=arial]"No, that would be absolutely disastrous." Mycroft mewed, rolling his eyes.

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    [font=arial]Mycroft stopped. "I know." Then he carried on walking.

    Lestrade ducked his head to mutter something much like a mimic. He didn't stop walking, not once, but also didn't look at Mycroft and found the sky rather interesting. Like how some places were the distinctive sky blue, then others a stormy grey because of the clouds. Or even, just a misty white.

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    [font=arial]Mycroft came to a halt once more. "Well then. I'm guessing this is goodbye." he mewed.

    "Unfortunately." He grinned, then shook his head. "Appears to be that." Lestrade finally looked down then. "Well, goodbye?"

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    [font=arial]"See ya. Good luck out there." he mewed. Mycroft turned to leave.

    Lestrade looked crestfallen, but nodded and replied, "Um, yes okay. Bye." He turned as well, walking off quiet and slowly.

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    [font=arial]Mycroft had to admit, he felt bad leaving this Lestrade guy on his own. I mean, he would probably be attacked out there and killed. The felines that didn't belong to clans were sure hostile! Mycroft paused for a moment.

    He also paused, turned around and raised a brow. "Yes?" He questioned, before shaking his head and added in a mutter, "Sorry, I thought you spoke." Lestrade did his signature smile again, then started to walk away. He still went slowly, but there was a slight spring to his step.

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    [font=arial]"No, I didn't say anything." Mycroft mewed.


    ooc) I hate Mycroft after Reichenbach.

    "Later old man who isn't that older than myself." Lestrade called, breaking into a trot. He had a huge smile on his face and could barely control it.


    && yeah I used to like him. he gets better though.

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    [font=arial]Mycroft sighed, he, too, wearing a grin upon his face.