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Post by Prince on Jul 25, 2007 3:52:55 GMT -5
The kitchen isn't exactly well stocked but.... hey, how did this liquor get here? These kids shouldn't be drinking this.
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Post by booster on Jun 2, 2008 19:05:33 GMT -5
Booster had just been upstairs at Spot's room, talking to Joe and Impatient - a new girl who seemed like she needed somewhere to be, and hopefully she could find it - but because of a hide-and-seek game with the younger newsies, Booster had to depart.
"Hm, hm, where are you all..." Booster called, peeking around objects in the living room before making it into the kitchen. "This is tough!"
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 2, 2008 21:46:17 GMT -5
Zeke was leaning against the counter, there wasn't a whole lot in there but he was starving as it was and he muttered, he hadn't been to the lodging house in a couple months. "Blasted--" He'd dumped his latest flame-- lost her bed and her place in the "mutual parting of ways" his cheek was still red but he wore those with pride.
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Post by booster on Jun 2, 2008 22:11:37 GMT -5
Booster didn't realize Zeke was in the kitchen, so as soon as she caught sight of him-
"Oh!" She gasped suddenly, startled. "Zeke, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in here." Booster let the door shut behind her, letting out a breath and touching Zeke's upperarm gently. "I'm sorry, I-"
She paused as she looked at Zeke's face, noticing how red his cheek was. "What happened to your cheek?" Nothing like the caretaker in Booster coming out, at anytime, anywhere, any situation. She remembered Zeke had been gone for a little while but that didn't concern her too much, because the newsies were always in and out.
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 2, 2008 22:20:24 GMT -5
He batted her away and managed a smirk, what could he say? He'd been fond of the girl for a long time- "Booster girl, I'm fine, I'm fine-- just a dame not likin what I had to say--" He was NOT a good person, okay well he had his moments but his bruises were either from break ups or from the boxing ring. And he wore all those lumps with Brooklyn pride. "I'm fine Mother Hen--"
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Post by booster on Jun 2, 2008 22:39:16 GMT -5
"What?!" Booster exclaimed, jaw dropping open. She sighed and softened her voice up, carefully grabbing ahold of the man's face with her hands despite him swatting her away. "Zeke, please try to stay out of trouble, we can't have your face all broken and bruised up, okay?"
She looked over his cheek and lowered her hands. "Does it hurt? Are you all right? What happened?"
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 2, 2008 22:59:32 GMT -5
His brow lifted and he watched her curiously, the dame was so much like a mother hen around she was bout he only woman that had his respect without threatening to beat the living hell out of him over it. "I dumped Carly-- she decked me when I told her why, it was my fault Boost-- don't look at me like that--"
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Post by booster on Jun 2, 2008 23:15:41 GMT -5
Booster's mouth hung open one more time, just a little bit, in surprise- sad surprise. She tilted her head and looked over Zeke's face, pouting her bottom lip out in pure sadness- as far from flirt and as close to mother as Booster could get.
"You and Carly aren't.... you and Carly?" This was a disappointment, because she knew Zeke had taken a great liking towards the girl, and Booster could've sworn they'd hit it off for a long time- but she swore wrong.
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 2, 2008 23:33:03 GMT -5
He laughed and kissed her cheek--- Zeke was a flirt, not to mention manogmy wasn't his thing period. Sure he liked Carly, Carly had maintained the figure he'd liked and she was easy and would feed him. Zeke wasn't very good to women, about the only one he'd seemed to be able to treat with the respect she was due, was Booster-- and mostly because she was to damn sweet to see him for the kind of guy he was.
"Dont' be like that-- there's always another girl-- they're all over New York, Boost--"
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Post by booster on Jun 2, 2008 23:51:36 GMT -5
Booster kept the pout on her mouth even as Zeke kissed her cheek. "Yeah, but still..." She said slowly, eyeing his face as he pulled away. "I thought you two were really attached."
Booster didn't make much of the kiss to her cheek, mostly because she didn't think it meant anything. Usually nobody saw her that way so she never assumed. And Booster would've definitely told Zeke he was more than he thought, that he had more respect for women than he thought, and he was a better man than he thought. That's how Booster was- lo and behold, the nickname. But she also truly believed it: Zeke was a good man.
She watched his face before turning to look behind her as a few of the younger newsies ran in, chasing each other and laughing. "Hey, hey, what happened to hide-and-seek?" Booster asked, giving a laugh - but also feigned a dejected expression on her face - when the kids told her she took too long to seek them out. They'd moved on to bigger, better things. She looked to Zeke again and covered her face, embarrassed.
"I'm not a very good seeker, I guess."
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 3, 2008 0:03:34 GMT -5
"You take to long, Boost, and they want to seek you," He shrugged and dug in his pocket for a smoke.
For some odd reason it was why he liked her really--- the way she was always talking people up like she did. She'd have said all those things and he'd have laughed-- who knew maybe she was the only girl he actually liked for more then someone to keep his bed warm.
Pulling out a smoke he caught one of the boys by the shirt and turned him around-- "And no-- we weren't she liked what she saw and I liked the warm body and bed Boost--" If he kept telling her-- maybe she'd believe him.
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Post by booster on Jun 3, 2008 0:22:13 GMT -5
For some reason, Booster liked the fact that Zeke called her 'Boost', even though most people usually called her that because it was ultimately easier and quicker than saying 'Booster.' She just liked it.
She used her hand to push her hair back away from her face, looking up at Zeke from her short height of five-foot-four and eyeing his face all over again. She had a hard time believing that was all it was between Zeke and Carly, but she wasn't going to get more into the topic. It was Zeke's business. Booster frowned softly, then reached up to gently ruffle Zeke's hair with her fingers. "Okay, well, I'm around if you need anybody."
She moved her hand down to do the same movement to the boy Zeke had caught, ruffling his hair too and scrunching her nose up with a grin. "Hi, honey."
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 3, 2008 0:28:07 GMT -5
His lips curved and he shook his head when she ruffled his hair-- a slight scowl but there was no venom behind it. Just a glare, he snorted and folded his arms across his chest after he lit his smoke. Taking a long drag and letting it hang from his lip. He was Brooklyn born and Brooklyn Proud-- and Booster-- was one of those things that was an oddity in the harshness.
"You're always around, Boost-- it's one a the reasons I even keep my bunk--" He ruffled HER hair, she was small enough and he was big--- six one and broad. He took another drag from his smoke and moved one of the kids out of his way-- "I'm gonna go see Conlon-- and make sure that he didn't give my bunk away--"
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Post by booster on Jun 3, 2008 0:42:45 GMT -5
Booster gave a grin, laughing when Zeke ruffled her hair up. "Hey... it is not." She said, referring to what he said about her being around as one of the reasons he kept a bunk. She fixed her hair and tucked it behind her ears, taking the little boy Zeke moved aside into her arms to give him a hug before sending him on his way. "Okay," Booster said, looking away from the little boy before looking to Zeke. "I don't see any reason why he would give it away but I hope he didn't. You be careful, all right?"
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Post by Zeke Cooper on Jun 3, 2008 0:52:45 GMT -5
He smirked and made his exit-- mother hen-- he shoved his hands in his pockets and made his way--
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