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Post by Prince on Jul 23, 2007 3:43:42 GMT -5
Long twisting winding paths that lead you from one corner of the park to the other, or to other assorted locations, depending on where you'd like to go.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 21:32:10 GMT -5
Dodger was standing on a log, he didn't cell much anymore but he was teaching a new kid how to make a show of it. And the kid was doing a fine job at that a few paces off. He whistled at him to make more of a show of it as he sold his own paper to a passing couple, tossing his hat down his shouder with a whirl and bowing. "Care ta buy a pape, love?"
It was the accent that had it, he was rattling on and they paid for the paper and left him be. " Killer Stalks Conney Island as Prices Soar at the Market!"
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 21:42:54 GMT -5
Flanna was watching from a distance. She needed to talk to Sam, but she needed to talk to Sam alone. She pulled out her knife, catching the sunlight on it, hoping it would cause enough of a glint.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 21:46:31 GMT -5
He caught the sight and lifted a brow, that was an old, old signal. He dropped his papers and told the kid to keep at it he had to use the John before he walked into the underbrush. Blinking when he saw Flanna. He hadn't seen her in awhile, had been meaning to go and get in touch with her but the things with Moira had taken up a lot of his time. "What is it, love?" Curious he folded his arms across his chest. A slight signal-- hnn.
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 21:49:22 GMT -5
Flanna sighed, running a hand through her hair. "You know..I felt the need to give you a heads up. I'm protected, being who I am..bein' near sister's with him.."
She smiled slightly. "I haven't seen you in a while, and I wish it were on better terms. Marauder and Cosair are back. I don't know if Bucky is...but I have a feeling they'll be calling in old terms."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 21:52:24 GMT -5
His eyes widened, WHAT?! "What?" He hadn't been that shocked since Moira had said she loved him when she was half dying-- he took his hat off of his head to run his hands over his hair, pacing across the clearing. "Marauder and Corsair?" He hadn't heard those names in five years--- five years. Those lads had saved him from starving, given him something to do to stay alive using old tricks he'd learned back home-- he'd been good. He'd been the Artful Dodger for more than just his sparkling personality. "Shit."
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 21:56:25 GMT -5
Flanna sighed, shaking her head. "Freaking out ain't gonna help it none, Sam!! I talked to Caleb. He's...he's not telling me much. He's trying to keep me out of it..but I think they are going to try and call everyone in." She watched Sam warily. "You know him. Once a theif, always a theif. Never any grey area on that, with him."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 22:05:01 GMT -5
He snorted and swore, "Blurdy jackass, it's not really him that worries me, him ya could reason with it's Corsair that never too no." He groaned and sighed, running his hands over his hair again. "They'll call us up, you know how it was in those days. Take the call or die Flan." And that was what bothered him--
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 22:08:19 GMT -5
Flanna snorted. "Aye well--then ye know what to do. Weasle your way out of it--its possible, Sam--you know it is." She paused. "And I don't need to ask, but why you so worried, Sam? It aint the job...you could hold down both."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 22:11:02 GMT -5
He grunted, "Aye, I could that love, easily and without any hardship to anyone. But--" he frowned and shook his head. "Moira's not doing any better-- she is but she's not and she's hiding a lot from me now. I don't think she could handle me doing both, even if it was to get money to help her-- she'd never forgive me if I went back ta that life.."
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 22:15:56 GMT -5
Flanna sighed. "Aye, I thought so." She went over and touched Sam's shoulder gently. "Maybe I'm not so good at this..but just don't tell her. She might not find out?" Wishful thinking.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 22:18:53 GMT -5
He gave her hand a soft squeeze, "Flanna, love. She'd know. The girl knows what I'm thinking before I do and if I went back, he'd know it for sure and I'd lose her and then she'd lose her life.. Drives me to distraction she's always saying she's going to die-- or that nothing is wrong when it's plane as blurdy day!"
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 22:20:53 GMT -5
Flanna shook her head. "Well what are you going to do about that, Sam? You have to sort it out."
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Jun 13, 2008 22:24:16 GMT -5
"Going to talk to Aria, see what's really going on and then try to get her to see reason enough to find a way to get better, I can't have her dying on me Flan.. I just--" It would be worse than when Jane left him, loosing Moira would destroy him.
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Post by flanna on Jun 13, 2008 22:27:23 GMT -5
"Hey." Flanna put her hands on his shoulders, smiling at him, her green eye glittering. "Don't you worry. Moira isn't going anywhere buit to get better..so don't worry." She was firm. "And you're going to do fine if called back up--it not the Army, its just the Guild."
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