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Post by dot on Jul 29, 2008 11:39:59 GMT -5
Dot had been day dreaming when a boy around her age walked up to her. "Huh..oh yeah i'm from Brooklyn..are you?" asked Dot ,blushing. He is kind of cute thought Dot, smirking.
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Post by firecracker on Jul 29, 2008 11:41:32 GMT -5
"Huh..oh yeah i'm from Brooklyn..are you?"
Firecracker smiled at her, he saw her blush. "Yeah I'm from Brooklyn. I'se Firecracker, or Fire. What's yoah name?" He spit in his hand and held it out.
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Post by dot on Jul 29, 2008 11:45:07 GMT -5
"Yeah I'm from Brooklyn. I'se Firecracker, or Fire. What's yoah name?"
Dot threw her cigarette at the ground and steeped on it. "I'm Dot" answered Dot.
Dot spit into her hand and shock Fire's hand.
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Post by firecracker on Jul 29, 2008 11:53:13 GMT -5
"I'm Dot"
"That's good. Have you seen my sistah around? Her name is Dragon, and I don't think she is up to sumtin' to good..."
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Post by dot on Jul 29, 2008 12:01:16 GMT -5
"That's good. Have you seen my sistah around? Her name is Dragon, and I don't think she is up to sumtin' to good..."
"She is at the train yards" said Dot.
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Post by firecracker on Jul 29, 2008 12:05:42 GMT -5
"She is at the train yards"
"Really? Thanks so much. Uhm...I was wondering..do you wanna come to the train yards with me? I have to get her befoah she does sumtin' stupid." Fire blushed. Why is it so hard to ask a goil sumtin'? He thought to himself.
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Post by dot on Jul 29, 2008 18:25:48 GMT -5
"Really? Thanks so much. Uhm...I was wondering..do you wanna come to the train yards with me? I have to get her befoah she does sumtin' stupid."
"I would loovee ta" said Dot.
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Post by firecracker on Jul 29, 2008 20:52:50 GMT -5
"I would loovee ta"
"Ok, let's go den."
((I'll meet you at the train tracks ok?))
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Post by Smalls on Sept 29, 2008 18:37:18 GMT -5
Smalls sat on out on the fire escape, her legs dangling down over the dirty alley below. The cigarette between her fingers was her first of the day, and with the sun already beginning its descent in the sky she needed it more than ever. She hadn't been selling since the price hike and had to cut back on a few things. Though meals were tough to come by, she generally found herself giving into her lungs before her empty stomach. She lifted a slightly shaking hand to her mouth, mindful to enjoy every moment as it continued to burn down.
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Post by Joe on Sept 29, 2008 21:56:05 GMT -5
Joe squatted next to Palmer and stole her cigarette. While he took a drag he placed a hotdog in her hand, from Tibby's, as a replacement and put the bag with another hotfog inside, next to her. Joe hadnt seen Palmer in a month and if he knew her, which he did, she hadnt eaten for a couple of days due to the strike and her addiction to nicotine.
"Wherahs youah priorities Palmah?" Joe said as he took another deep drag of the cigarette and let the burn chase away his hangover he'd been supporting all evening. Groaning as he dropped down next to her, Joe rubbed his unshaven chin as he got comfortable and pulled off his stolen hat to run his hand over his newly cut hair. Leaning against the wall he closed his eyes and sat in companionable silence next to her. The glow of the cigarette every so often lighting his face in the growing darkness.
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Post by Smalls on Oct 8, 2008 19:21:06 GMT -5
Her scowl was momentary as the warm food replaced the cigarette in her hand. With a slight shrug she decided not to fight him on it and bit off a mouthful of the hot dog. "Don' know anymore," she spoke through the food, wiping her mouth on her sleeve. In two more bites the dog was gone and she was digging in the bag next to her for the second, glancing up at Joe as she did so. "I feel ya," she commented, in regards to his closed eyes, not having slept much in the past few weeks. Finding the next hot dog she unwrapped it, pausing before stuffing it in her mouth. With a small nudge to the leg she gave her friend a small grin. It was weak, but sincere. "Thanks Joe."
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Post by Joe on Oct 10, 2008 23:36:05 GMT -5
Joe nodded at palmers thanks and bumped her shoulder with his. "What'm i gonna do wit youse?" He smirked as he offered the last of the the cigarette to her."Youse still hungry? should we go ta tibbys and get more or do ise get some peace and quiet befoah i feed ya again." he winked at her and tilted her hat back over his eyes.
"Been awhile. how ya bin?" he murmured. Joe wasnt big on all the touchy feely crap but Palmer here was the only one that would ever get him close to it. They had history and you dont just not care about it. God Im not even making sense in my own head. Grinning he shook his head. Must have drunk more den i thought.
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Post by Smalls on Oct 11, 2008 0:42:12 GMT -5
She grinned, finishing the smoke in one drag and flicking it down into the alley. "Nah I should be okay for a few days.." Her grin broadened in jest as she leaned back on her arms, kicking her legs absently as they dangled over the edge. At his other question she shrugged, glancing at him briefly before responding. "Well, I can't afford ta make a livin' on papes anymore and decided ta turn to Madame Lefave for business. Whattabou' you?" Of course she was joking, there was no one in the city Smalls respected less than the women of the local brothel.
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Post by Joe on Oct 11, 2008 0:52:23 GMT -5
"The Hell you will" Joe all but growled. slowly he unclenched his fists and blew a deep breath. He knew she couldnt be serious. God he hoped she wasnt serious because he was this close to shaking the thought clear out of her head. violence radiated off him in heat waves as he tried to keep a calming breath and stay in the same position he had taken earlier, aka nonchalance.
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Post by Smalls on Oct 11, 2008 1:00:18 GMT -5
She turned and looked back at him incredulously, smacking him upside the head. "How could ya think I was serious?" She sighed, returning to her position leaning on her hands. "An' ya didn' answer, how ya been Joe?" He could take care of himself, obviously better than she could, but she knew the price hike was hurting everyone.
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