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Post by Prince on Jul 23, 2007 3:26:29 GMT -5
It's damp and dark under here. Watch your step, the rocks get slippery, but it's a good place to go for some privacy.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Aug 1, 2007 10:53:55 GMT -5
Cheater strolled along, heading back to the lodging house from working the late shift at Lombardi's. It had been raining earlier, but it had stopped after she had walked in it for a few moments. Her hair had dried, as well as her clothes, and Cheater was craving a cigarette.
She reached into the pocket on her skirt and produced her second-to-last cigarette and lit it quickly. As she neared the bridge, she began to feel like someone else was there as well. When Cheater turned to look for whoever else was there at that time of night, she saw the light from the end of the cigarette.
"Um... hello?" She called, never realizing that for all she knew, it could be a deranged killer.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Aug 1, 2007 19:05:41 GMT -5
Cheater saw the movement, and stepped forward a bit, becoming apprehensive. Why did she have to go and open her big mouth? What if it was someone wanting to kidnap her? What if--
They would have done it by now, Cheats... shut up.
She approached the person, taking a drag on her cigarette and letting the smoke drift out in a ring.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Aug 1, 2007 21:53:14 GMT -5
For a moment, the face of the other person was illuminated. The other girl's face looked eerie in the light from the match, but the light was gone when the match was dropped into the water.
Cheater blinked several times as her eyes got re-accustomed to the darkness. What was the question? Oh, right... who was she. "A newsie... um... Cheater," she said quickly. Was she to spit-shake with this girl? Probably not, if she wasn't a newsie, but who knew. "And you are?"
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Post by Cheater Hollander on Aug 3, 2007 13:54:41 GMT -5
Try'na sleep? Cheater stared at her for a few moments, wondering if that was her nickname or if she really was trying to sleep. Judging by the way her hat was over her face, it wasn't a name at all.
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Post by twich on Oct 6, 2007 14:02:31 GMT -5
Twich shuffled under the bridge digging around in his pockets for a light. He found one and lit his last cigarette and looked up. "Oh, I'm sorry" he said "I'll just go" Twich backed up he sliped and fell on a slick rock and winced.
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Post by twich on Nov 3, 2007 7:20:46 GMT -5
Twich ignored her hand he got up and rubbed his sore rear. "I'm s-s-sorry, I-I-I, j-j-just, never mind, sorry." he started to back up.
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Post by twich on Nov 3, 2007 18:07:20 GMT -5
"S-s-sorry, d-d-do you know w-w-where, never mind" Twich sighed, his last cigarette had fallen in the watter, and he didn't have any money for, more so he crammed his hands in his pockets and turned to go.
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Post by misery on Nov 24, 2007 23:53:40 GMT -5
((New Day))
Misery stood out underneath the Bridge, it was very rare that she ventured outside Brooklyn but she needed a break from the usual. Leaning back she pulled out a cigarette and examined the scenery infront of her. Lighting the tiny roll she took a long, slow, drag and held it for a while before letting it out, it was her first one all morning, the sales went by crazy fast and it was surpising at how exhausted she was after the rush. Tilting her hat over her eyes she sat down lazily and closed her eyes, enjoying the peacefulness of the afternoon. Suddenly the sound of footsteps pierced her perfect world and she sighed in frustration wonder who it was.
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Post by siyotsu on Nov 25, 2007 0:27:08 GMT -5
Risk stared out at the river as he took a break from selling the papes, it was his favorite place to relax and calm his mind down from a hard days work. Suddenly he noticed a figure new to the Bronx and pondered as to who it was and more importantly why they were here. He stood there awhile, staring; admiring the beauty of the young woman, yet he couldn't muster up the right courage to even ask her name. I'm pathetic he thought to himself as he stared at her. He then turned around and thought to himself I have to do this, so he turned around and started walking toward her. However as soon as he got up to her he froze. He wanted to ask her name but couldn't , so he decided flirting may be better.
I-H-h-hi there. He stammered avoiding eye contact. W-what.... n-never mind i-it's nothing important. Risk turned and quickly started to walk away.
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Post by misery on Nov 25, 2007 0:32:02 GMT -5
Misery tilted her hand up and smirked, "Look heah, yous just interupted me personal time so, yous obviously gots something to tell me." folding her arms she stared at the boy, no denying he was pretty good-looking, dare she even say handsome? Sitting up her blonde hair hit the sunlight causing her to sparkle like a new diamond, Her hat went over her left eye once more as she shook her head, 'So...if it ain't important, den why come ova heah to talk to me?" she quizzed him teasingly, a devilsh smirk on her face. "See now i'm curious, cig?" she offered a cigarette to the kid and patted the space nex to her, "Tell me what it was that made yous come talk to me?" she asked taking another drag of hers.
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Post by siyotsu on Nov 25, 2007 0:40:01 GMT -5
Risk paused and stared blankly, debating whether to run, or to take the cigarette offer. I-guess-cig-sure... just gimme one so i can go okay?!?
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Post by misery on Nov 25, 2007 0:44:42 GMT -5
Misery smirked, "Yous da nervious type huh?' she said handing him the cigarette. Her eyes flashed playfully, "Cute." was all she said, she stared at him for a second and finally commented, "And all I wanted was to talk wit yous, but I gets it, yous probably gots somewhere else ta be.' she waved him along as if it didn't hurt her that he didn't want to talk. Truth was it did, though she would never show it, she wanted someone to talk to honestly, someone to joke with...a friend...Sighing she stared back at the river, its sudden peacefulness turned to lonliness.
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Post by siyotsu on Nov 25, 2007 0:58:05 GMT -5
Risk turned around took the cig, and started walking away, carefully lighting it up as he did it; he then paused in the the middle of his stride. He looked back at her and noticed her sad expression, he felt guilty; So he turned around and walked back, ready to apologize. Though he was too proud to do so.
I-listen.... M-y name.... It's Risk... and I-I.... well this isn't exactly easy or anything, but I........ I'm................ forget it.
Risk turnes around and walks away, his head down and his shoulders slumped.
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Post by misery on Nov 25, 2007 1:01:56 GMT -5
"Misery," she said quickly, "An will ya stop walkin away like a dog wit your tail between ya legs. Look if yous want to ask me somethin' will ya get it over wit." impatience took over in her voice as she turned to him. She grinned playfully and winked at him, "I just may have a suprisin' answer for yous." she said looking back at the water, standing up she was only 5'4 but despite her size she picked a good fight. A proud air took over her almost as if she was daring him to make fun of her size, "So...would ya just tell me already?" she asked, a smirk on her face.
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(c)Red
