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Post by Prince on Dec 1, 2008 21:16:31 GMT -5
Prince laughed, and full on smiled. "I'll see you guys around, I think I'm gonna go out walkin' for a while," she said. "Enjoy ya day," and with that she headed out of the room to let the twins do what they would.
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Post by Dez on Jun 18, 2009 14:36:50 GMT -5
- New Day -
Dez sat hunched on his bunk, his elbow resting on the nearby window sill and his eyes watching the bustling street below. He wished he could help, somehow figure out who was kidnapping the newsies and stop them. Without feeling very useful he contented himself with being watchful and hoping to spot something or someone out of the ordinary.
Heaving a sigh his mind began to wander, imagining a scenario ending in his heroic triumph. Perhaps he would see the kidnapper down below, trying to kidnap one of the Queens girls (the one he imagined happened to be incredibly beautiful, of course) and be able to stop him. His eyes drifted to the other window and the fire escape, his daydream becoming more dramatic. Maybe he could leap out the window and down the fire escape, flipping down to the streets below and stopping the ruffian in his tracks. He sighed again, as the girl in his mind thanked him profusely, insisting he allow her to repay him with a kiss...
A loud squawk at the window pulled him from his thoughts and he eyed the bird contemptuously.
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Post by calico on Jun 18, 2009 14:48:43 GMT -5
Calico had been watching Dez for awhile, his brows knit together as he watched his daydream fade away. He was curious as to what the other guy was actually dreaming about but.. he wasn't going to ask. Calico wasn't much of a talker, especially since Soothsayer wasn't exactly around today.
"Girl?" he asked as he leaned back against his pillow
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Post by Dez on Jun 19, 2009 7:01:51 GMT -5
He started at the other boy's voice, though he had been aware of his presense. He shrugged at the question and returned his gaze to the window. "No, I was thinking about the kidnappings.." It was true, but of course Calico wasn't wrong either. Sighing he watching as a man's pocket got picked, something that would normally amuse him but just wasn't enoguh to cut through today's meloncholy.
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Post by calico on Jun 20, 2009 15:41:59 GMT -5
"Girl," he responded with a shrug as he shifted on the bed and pilllowed his arms under his head. That was easy wasn't it? Dez was generally thinking about girls, or dreaming about being like the Brooklyn guys. Not that they weren't cool or anything Thom just didn't really care that much about it.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 22, 2009 13:24:52 GMT -5
((New day I am not sure if posting on this page is still going on but I will delete it if it is))
Matchstick walked into the room happily and then jumped on the open bunk. He would put down his belongings but he didn't have any. Well, he did have some belongings he had to have some belongings he thought to himself. He searched through his pockets, well he had couple boxes of matchsticks in his right pocket, not a lot about seven to be exact. His left pocket had about eight matchstick boxes and a lighter that only been used a couple of times. He dumped the matchstick boxes and lighter on the bed. he checked his jacket pocket and found some loose matchsticks and a small candle, he shrugged and lit the candle, then he carefully placed it on his bedside. After that he checked his shoes and found another box of matches, and some ashes and dirt. He dumped that on the bed too, the he got of the bed and looked at the match boxes cover a good portion of the bed. He shrugged and said "Well it's enough tah live off of"
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(c)Red
