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Post by oscar on Jun 9, 2008 16:29:44 GMT -5
Oh yeah that worked, Oscar dodged and shook him hard, "You lousy little-- your going to be sent back home to mummy and daddy in a stretcher.." He gave his brother the go ahead his eyes bulging angrily. They were going to kill this kid-- he used to be a little bit smarter than this. He yanked the kid around and easily smashed his face hard into the wall before pulling the kid back by his hair to let his brother hit him again.
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Post by les on Jun 9, 2008 16:42:21 GMT -5
Ugh, Les was gettin soaked real bad. He tried the hardest he could, he felt something sticky drip down his forehead. "Hey, don't you worry Oscar, yoah guna be pretty soaked yoahself soon. So I'd watch out." He tried kicking Oscar again, and missed by an inch.
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Post by Prince on Jun 9, 2008 16:47:29 GMT -5
Prince heard yells and screaming coming from Distribution. She'd been on her way to go see Jack. Looks like she was postponed for now.
She dashed over in a hurry, making sure her hair was hidden... and good thing too, because when she came around the corner, there were the Delancy's and poor little Les... looks like the kid let hi mouth run away with him again.
Prince looked around. She couldn't fight these guys off completely... but she could get Les outta there, if nothin' else... so that was her goal. Broom! Perfect, she dashed in and grabbed it in a hurry. She was just happy she was fast... she'd need it. "Hey!" Prince said speaking in low tones to make the boys perk up their ears and listen. "Let the kid go," she said bringing the broom around, ready to swing at their heads like baseballs.
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Post by morrisdelancey on Jun 9, 2008 16:56:01 GMT -5
Morris glanced up, his arm having been pulled back for another punch. Seeing a kid standing there with a broom he let out a laugh, glancing to his brother. The guy didn't look all that big, he was sure they could take him. "What? This kid?" Morris grabbed him roughly, letting go and kicking him to the ground with a laugh.
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Post by oscar on Jun 9, 2008 16:58:53 GMT -5
Oscar got a couple good kicks in into Les's stomach as he laughed at the other guy standing there looking at the both of them like he could take them. He didnt' think the kid had the chops so he laughed too-- "You wan him? Broken nose an all?" Bloody, they'd beat the kid bloody for his mouth running away with him
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Post by Prince on Jun 9, 2008 17:07:01 GMT -5
Prince stared back at the two... boys, and couldn't help but roll her eyes. These brothers truly weren't bright were they? Just in general.
"...no i'm here ta buy some papes," she said sarcastically. "Jus let the kid go, an' I won't hafta soak ya myself." Okay... Prince was mostly talk, and she didn't expect to scare these guys, but she expected to make 'em hurt and get outta there with one more kid than she had comin' in. Even if it meant bleeding a little herself.
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Post by les on Jun 9, 2008 17:07:21 GMT -5
Les layed on the floor with a broken nose and bloody all over. The Delancey brothers aren't very smart, because as Les could see, the guy that was saving him, was Prince, the Queens Leader. But Les pretended it was a guy until one of the Delancey's found out. Les scrambled up off the floor and went behind Prince. "Told ya Oscar, you'se is gunna get a soakin real bad, you betta watch out!"
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Post by Prince on Jun 9, 2008 18:44:58 GMT -5
Prince looked over her shoulder at the boy who was slightly cowering behind her. Well, cowering was the best word for it, hiding behind someone bigger than you for defense.
"Ya know," she said. "You wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just listen to Jack sometimes instead of always being like him. Ain't Jack never told ya ta be careful when ya out on the streets!" she thought it must have come up at sometime. "Especially with these two. Their rough characters Les... ya coulda got yaself a broken arm... ya lucky, I think your nose is bashed in... and you'll have a black eye but..." she rolled her eyes slightly. "Please... just... keep quiet for a minute, okay? Lemme handle this."
She turned back to the boys. "Well... boys," she refused to call them gentlemen for they weren't gentle, and they weren't men, "it's been a pleasure... as usual," she said in her typically deeper voice. "But we must be off... have a nice day!" and she turned to leave, though she had a feeling... it wasn't gonna be that easy.
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Post by les on Jun 9, 2008 18:49:17 GMT -5
Les listened to Prince, and didn't say anything. He just watched, when she turned to leave, he thought it was over, but not really. "Hopefully, we can get out easier now." Les thought to himself.
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Post by morrisdelancey on Jun 9, 2008 20:21:34 GMT -5
Morris walked after the boys, grabbing the older one by the back the shirt and jerking him back. "Wheah do ya think you're goin'?"
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Post by Prince on Jun 9, 2008 20:35:19 GMT -5
"Away... from youse," she said leaning her head back. "Yeesh... alright listen. There's this stuff called soap... try it sometime. Maybe you'd have a bettah shot with ladies than ya do now ya smelly ogre," she said with a small smirk. Prince maybe smart, but she also knew getting out of this one wasn't gonna be easy, so why not make a few smart remarks and have fun while she was at it?
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Post by oscar on Jun 9, 2008 20:41:29 GMT -5
Oscar grabbed Les and yanked him around, "We don't think were gonna let youse walk away with this little walkin mouth...." he narrowed his eyes and smirked a bit, letting his brother handle the bigger boy.
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Post by les on Jun 10, 2008 14:56:35 GMT -5
Les was grabbed and thrown to Morris. He didn't like this at all. "Let go of me, I ain't a toy."He said to Morris.
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Post by Prince on Jun 11, 2008 11:18:53 GMT -5
Prince looked at the two brothers. "Look..." she said still keeping a firm grip on this broom, "let the kid go huh? I know, he ran his mouth, an ya wanna soak him from here ta next Tuesday, but it ain't gonna do no good! He's just a kid," it made sense to Prince, but she knew these beings were far from rational, let alone smart enough to know it was for their own good to let the both of them go. In the mean time, she was a little concerned about her hat coming off. This was why she hated coming to Manhattan.
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Post by morrisdelancey on Jun 11, 2008 19:02:12 GMT -5
Morris sneered at the boy. "I dunno about that," he glanced at his brother and smirked. "It might make us feel bettah." He lifted his foot and kicked Les to the ground. "Yeah," He laughed, "Much bettah."
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