Alley Way

[Prince]

A back alley off of the main Avenue that leads to only more alley ways, making it a maze of back streets. If you know your way around then you're fine, but if not, you could be lost for hours.

[rick]

Rick ran down the labyrinth of alleys, looking over his shoulder to see if the bulls were still chasing him. he laughed, they weren't. He sat down on a crate and lit the cigar he had stolen from the general store and begain to figure out how he was going to get out of the tangled mass of back streets.

[kassycowgirl]

"Damn.......where tha hell am I..."Cowgirl groaned under her reath, she couldn't believe this, of course, after getting upset and in an arguement with Spot, she hadn't been paying attention to which alleyway she took. She took her black cowgirl hat off and ran a hand through her hair,"what am I gonna do?"she muttered.

[gabbi]

Gabbi was leaning against the cold, grungy brick wall, her shoulderblades jutting out and scraping the brick through the thin fabric of her chemise. A wool jacket was in hand but she wasn't wearing it. It wasn't exactly hers to be wearing, yet, and she didn't want to drop any ash on it until it was hers.

A lit cigarette smouldered betwixt her brittle fingers, keeping at least her first few fingers warm where the rest of her was not. There were a few other people in the alleyway, but she paid them little mind until the female began to talk to herself. Generally only the mentally unstable did that, and she was curious immediately, but it came with a good dose of wariness and, possibly, potential loathing.

"Talkin you yerself aint somethin' you should get in the habit of doing," she remarked coldly, exhaling deeply and watching the smoke slither and fizzle out in slender tenrils, "Dey's'll put you away for it. Besides, it kinda ...ya know, freaks people out . Not in a good way, eiddah."

[kassycowgirl]

Cowgirl looked up at the girl,"it's already a habit, not one used often, but a habit none da less,"she said as she lit a cigarette and leaned her back agaist the opposing wall as she took a drag,"and besides, whoever said that I want ta be normal, or sane or ay of dat...?"she asked rhetorically.

[gabbi]

Gabbi's possibly potential loathing jumpstarted itself. It was only a matter of time, but the first words uttered from the girl's mouth made her want to laugh, bluntly, in her face. And so she did.

In all honesty she despised the whole self-appointed nonconformist thing that seemed to be popular amongst girls her age. "I donno, but I can say dat I don't give a rats ass about youse plot to be an insane nonconformist outsider. At least I t'ink dats what yer goin for, and if it aint...well, den youse jest on a moronic train of thought." Waste of space. And food--particularly food. Again she was hungry, but didn't bother about it. The cigarette took the edge off, and being unamiable to this girl seemed far more entertaining.

[kassycowgirl]

Her eyes flickered up to the girl before she flicked the ashes from her cigarette to the side, she had no patience right now, nor did she really give a damn, who was this girl to tell her how she should be, or how unconformed she was. She smirked slightly and blew a smoke ring,"look, honestleh I ain't gona sit hereh and go over every aspect of my personalteh and attitude, and anythin else you'd like to nit pick at, because honestleh I don't give a damn either..."she said as she put her hat back on and tipped it over her ice blue eyes.

[gabbi]

Gabbi shrugged a bit, but regretted it as she left the bricks, in turn, scrape against her shoulderblades. Bad move. She disguised her discomfort with another drag and a shiver, stocking clad feet freezing in the weather. She had no shoes and hadn't for a long time. Fortunately her stockings sufficed when she could not borrow a pair, not that most had many to spare, or when she could not rummage an old, usually already broken, pair of shoes out of the trash.

"No one said you had to," She pointed out, snubbing out her last few centimeters of cigarette on the rough brick.

[kassycowgirl]

Cowgirl sighed,"I ain't tryin ta be mean or snide, or anytin of da sort, I guess we jus got off ta a bad start....I'm Cowgirl by the way..." she said offering out her hand to the girl before her,"I jus took my angeh out on you I guess, I just got in a arguement wit Spot is all, and now I'm lost...so I'm not vereh pleased..."she said.

[gabbi]

Gabbi sighed impatiently with the girl. Being nice now wasn't exactly something that Gabbi was about to do, especially because it wasn't something she was particularly fond of doing with people that she knew. The same always went for strangers unless she had something that she could get out of them.

"Got in an arguement with Spot and came out alive?" she snorted, "Must not have been much of an arguement." She paused, wishing she had another cigarette. But, of course, she didn't. "Name's Gabbi," she added, with little else to say.

[kassycowgirl]

Cowgirl nodded and sighed,"oh well..... enough was said, I jus didn't handle it as well as I coulda...." she muttered as she tossed the useless end of her cigarette to the ground and stepped on it with her black cowgirl boots,"ya look abit fidgetty, need another smoke?"she offered as she put her hands in her pockets of her pants.

She wasn't going to argue, that was her focus right now, especially seeing that this girl probably knew Spot so much better than she did.

[gabbi]

It didn't seem like a very good idea to get all buddy buddy with a girl who had recently had an unpleasant run-in with the leader of her borough, particularly not when her borough was Brooklyn and her leader was Spot. While she may refrain from being outright cruel to the girl, she would not go out of her way to be exceptionally sociable.

She would, however, accept a smoke from the girl. A free cigarette was like gold. Silver, rather--gold was saved only for free pints or a big favor.

"Yeah, shore," she said,nodding and waiting for the girl to procure the cigarette. While she was willing to accep tit she was still wary. The girl didn't seem like the type to throw a punch, but there were a lot of girls--and, worse yet, boys-- who didn't seem like they would. And some of those girls were the ones who could throw the best punches.

[kassycowgirl]

Cowgirl nodded and pulled the cigarette out and handed it to her," well, by any chance, can ya point me in the right direction outta herehj? or is youse as lost as me?"she asked as she also pulled out a match and offered it to the girl as well. She shifted on her feet again for a moment before looking up at the girl and tilting her head to the side abit.

[gabbi]

"I aint never been lost in dis city," she said, taking the cigarette and lighting it. She inhaled deeply and flicked the ash, which was alreaday gathering, away from her. "Don't think nothin' of it dough-- most a de girls here is as helpless as you. You aint no exception, unless youse dont know yer way around any borough. Den youse jest....exceptionally ignorant. Or dumb, take your pick."

[Joe]

>>>New Day>>>
Joe followed the different alleyways, winding through at a leisurely pace, not drawing any attention to himself. He'd followed these alleys countless times before and this was no exception. Cracking his neck he struck a match against the wall and lit up. These alleys had been used as escape root, underhanded dealings, late night card games, you name it they'd seen it and Joe had been there without many being the wiser. It comes easily when people are idiots Blowing out smoke and spitting on the ground he followed the cobble stone to the entrance of this here dirty alley. Leaning against it, he watched the Bronx newsies mill about, selling their papes, callin out head lines and livin their lives, never once lookin his way. Its interestin what you sees when you're invisible to da average eye Joe thought to himself.