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Post by Administrator on Jun 22, 2008 16:56:48 GMT -5
Watch out! It's a bit shady down here...
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Post by jolt on Jun 23, 2008 13:23:29 GMT -5
Jolt just wanted to practice her aim, so she went to Manhattan to practice.
Jolt picked up some empty beer bottles and stood them up on a crate. She stepped back a couple of feet.
Then she took her slingshot out of her back pocket. Her slingshot was the only thing that she could remind her of home, unless some Italian boy went up to her and started speaking Italian.
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Post by sneaks on Jun 23, 2008 18:41:21 GMT -5
Sneaks was sitting on some nearby crates, hidden in the darkness. At the sound of some bottles being arranged, he stood up, regarding the young woman in front of him, lighting up a cigarette. "Interesting place to practice your aim."
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Post by jolt on Jun 24, 2008 4:34:44 GMT -5
Jolt was just about to smash the empty beer bottles when she saw smoke come out of the darkness of the all she was in.
"yeah well....it's betta than nothin"
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Post by sneaks on Jun 25, 2008 20:40:07 GMT -5
Sneaks smirked. "Ahh I suppose it is, suppose it is." He chucklled, moving the bottles, sitting where they were, going silent again.
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Post by marauder on Jun 30, 2008 0:22:50 GMT -5
Marauder watched it from the shadows, blowing a ring of smoke into the darkness before coming to stand beside Sneaks, "Your habits have changed only slightly.." his eyes crossed Jolt but she wasn't really his concern. Not really.
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Post by sneaks on Jul 2, 2008 18:46:58 GMT -5
Sneaks groaned inwardly. He knew that voice. "Well, everyon changes and grows up, Marauder. Except maybe you." He shrugged, pulling out a cigarette.
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Post by marauder on Jul 2, 2008 22:41:13 GMT -5
Marauder lifted a brow at him and watched him for a moment, Marauder had grown-- he was taller, broader and even more cautious than he used to be. "Everyone does change, and you assume a lot if you think I haven't. You know everything about everyone, Sneaks. You always did."
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Post by dice on Aug 10, 2008 12:56:09 GMT -5
<< New Day >>
Dice had once again gotten lost and she didn't even knew where the hell she was! But this time it wasn't night...last time it was the afternoon. Dice was getting scared... her friends had told her about young girls that got hurt mostly raped at this time at night!
Dice walked into the ally which was the most stupidest thing that she could of done at this time at night. Dice leaned her back against the wall and looked up at the sky not caring who was coming into the ally.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Feb 22, 2009 16:21:19 GMT -5
((New day))
Lucky looked around the crates at the boys that she was playing cards with, her hair was tucked under a hat to protect her a bit but she had that smirk on her face. She'd worked for years to develope a way that no one could ever see a tell. She didn't have one.
"Show it boys," she called them out and laid down her straight, a smile crossing her face as she cashed in. This always reminded her of how she met Sneaks. Playing a game-- falling in love. She still had that deck of cards and the necklace. She'd never get rid of either. Hell she still had the coat he'd given her, though she probably needed to get a new one.
"Another game?" she asked looking around the table with that smirk.
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Post by sneaks on Feb 22, 2009 20:17:27 GMT -5
"Why would they want to play another? Losing to you isn't any fun." Sneaks walked into the alley, leaning on a wall, smirking. "After all, I've always hated it. Unless you made it up to me."
He had been down in New Orleans for months, trying to sort some things out with some gamblers down south. He'd missed his girl, and hoped to death she wasn't sore as hell.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Feb 22, 2009 20:28:05 GMT -5
Her eyes flickered, oh she was a bit sore at him. Last she'd head when he'd been in town for a day and he hadn't even come anywhere near her. She shuffled the cards before she took her winnings and handed the cards the guy next to him that was protesting immensely for a chance to win his money back.
"Yeah, well I hate losing period. How long you in town for?" How did they do this? All this long distance and she still loved him just as fiercely. He owed her something, food-- time something. She needed that.
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Post by sneaks on Feb 22, 2009 20:40:21 GMT -5
Sneaks smirked, "I'm in town for as long as you want me to be, sweetheart. Now are you so sore that I'm going to get slugged? Or so sore you aren't even going to give me a hug." He put on a mock look of hurt. "I'll take you out for dinner, I'll take you back to my place. Whatever you want."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Feb 22, 2009 21:14:11 GMT -5
She looked like she was considering slugging him but she just couldn't seem to manage it, shaking her head she walked into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Feed me, take me home with you just don't leave me again.." she missed him so much.
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Post by sneaks on Feb 22, 2009 21:19:22 GMT -5
"I can do that all and more," Sneaks hugged him back, kissing the top of her head. "I love you, Miranda. I'm sorry I had to stay away so long." He hardly ever said he was sorry, so he really meant it this time.
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