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Post by paintbrush on Feb 24, 2007 12:44:17 GMT -5
"Eh, whatever. I'm going back to sleep. Wake me up if anything interesting happens." She rolled over onto her left side, facing away from the boys, and was asleep in a few minutes.
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Post by cards on Feb 24, 2007 14:22:04 GMT -5
Cards yawned and rolled over, opening one eye blearily. "What da bloody hell is goin' on?" she growled, none too happy about being woken up.
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Post by Lukas Berg on Feb 24, 2007 14:49:08 GMT -5
"Nobody hurts her without dealin' wit me!" Lukas picked up Blink's pillow and smacked him as hard as he could in the face before looking at all the grumpy girls. He didn't care if they weren't happy with him - or thought he was a jerk...Blink was slime and needed to pay. "All of ya, mind yer own damn business!" He yelled at them before having a little coughing fit.
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Post by ambereen on Feb 24, 2007 14:56:48 GMT -5
Blink coughed again, kicking at Lukas. "Who the hell are you talking about?" He shoved Lukas, trying to get back to his bed. "Crazy german..." Maybe his head was fuzzy, but he was having problems remembering who.
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Post by Lukas Berg on Feb 24, 2007 15:04:15 GMT -5
Lukas fell backward with a thud. He clinched his jaw, so angry now that his face was turning a deep -almost purple- red. "Moira, ya lousy 'Hattener!" Stupid idiot must have had more than just two girls not to figure this one out. Lukas got to his feet and threw a fist at Blink's belly since he couldn't quite reach his face.
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Post by ambereen on Feb 24, 2007 15:10:25 GMT -5
Blink cursed, the wind knocked out of him by the fist. He sort of slumped against the table, sending a glass crashing to the gorund, shattering. "...damn..." He held his stomach, trying to catch his breath, but only succeeding in coughing up a good amount of blood. "...she'll...damn." He leaned back, trying not to pass out. He was in no shape to fight. "..what is the big deal with her..." Everyone was getting on him about it. IT was crazy.
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Post by cards on Feb 24, 2007 15:19:39 GMT -5
Cards fought to sit up, her eyes furious. "You're a fool, boy." she snapped, finally managing to untangle herself from her blankets. She sat up and glared at the boy attacking Blink. "A damn fool foah comin' in heah and makin' a fuss wit' sick people aroun'." She coughed into her cloth for a minute before she continued. "An' as foah me midin' me own business? You'ah makin' a comotion right next tah me eah. Now, beat it. Take ca-ah of it when we'se all not so sick."
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Post by Lukas Berg on Feb 24, 2007 17:28:58 GMT -5
Lukas watched Blink spit up the blood, a small smirk at the corner of his mouth. He'd like to think that his blow caused the bleeding because, well, this was the first time in ages he'd actually been winning a fight...too bad it was because Blink was so sick. "Must be yer half blind thing- can't see what the deal is.."
He turned sharply to look at Cards with a glare to match hers. "I gotta take care of it now 'cause he might die tomorrow" he said bluntly following it up with a little hack.
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Post by paintbrush on Feb 24, 2007 17:52:25 GMT -5
Eleanor found that sleeping was near-impossible with the commotion, and sat up to glare at Lukas. "Listen, kid, I don't know who Moira is, but you've gotta learn that you can't go around beating up everyone who hurts your friend. That's just not how life works." She knew he wasn't going to listen to her, but it was worth a try.
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Post by ambereen on Feb 24, 2007 18:02:14 GMT -5
Blink grumbled. "Stupid Bronx kids...she's just a goil...nothing special." That may or may not have been true, but he was sick, and pissed off. He coughed again, trying to get into his bed.
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Post by pepper on Feb 24, 2007 18:50:53 GMT -5
"Oi, would you two stop actin' like five year olds and shut up?" Pepper mumbled, sick of the two of them battling it out. Granted she wasn't sick, but she was still ready to smack them upside the head, maybe knock some sense into them.
She grunted, standing up and walking over to Blink as she saw him attempt to get back into bed. She wrapped an arm around him, helping him up, "Look, I don't know what the hell he did, and frankly I don't give a damn. Deal with it later, and if he dies tomorrow, then you should be glad. Because then he won't be your problem anymore and it won't matter anyway."
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Post by Lukas Berg on Feb 24, 2007 23:30:10 GMT -5
Lukas furrowed his brow looking back between all the girls. Nosy little tarts, they didn't know anything. He grumbled for a moment half in German half in English. He started to walk away but only a few feet from their cots he stopped. Blink's last words were playing in his head - he could not let him get away with that one.
Stomping back over to the cots he pushed up his sleeves. "Alright, thats it" he started gruffly, then hissed at Pepper "an' you shove off, girly" He started to clear his throat then spit some mucus at Blink's face, not noticing the traces of blood that also came up. "I hope ya do die, Blink" He exhaled roughly through his nostrils and turned to leave.
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Post by cards on Feb 24, 2007 23:36:20 GMT -5
Cards had had enough. She shoved herself to her feet and walked up the the boy, shoving him back with more strength than she had. "What is it wit' you, huh? Who ca-ah's if Blink toyed wit' some goil. What's it tah you anyways? Was she youah goil? Did he steal her? Well, good foah Blink. An' as foah you? Leave my friends alone." her eyes narrowed and shoved the boy again. "They ain't doin' nothin' wrong. Got back tah Bronx an' cry like a baby now. Shoo."
Suddenly weak, she stumbled back to her bed and colapsed on it, coughing fiercely into her rag, her shoulders shaking.
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Post by ambereen on Feb 24, 2007 23:47:07 GMT -5
Blink wiped some spit from his face as he got in bed with Pepper's help. "Oi oi..Cards..." He smirked. "...Is dont get it--its just Moi...nice girl but not nutin to fight over..." He smirked, sinking into bed. "Not pretty like yous an Peppah.." He smirked. "...I'll ficha and beatcha later, Lukas.."
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Post by Lukas Berg on Feb 25, 2007 0:34:30 GMT -5
Lukas had not been expecting that. He fell over, his face smashing into the hardwood floor. He whimpered and started to cough, spitting up on the floor a little. He didn't turn to look at Card's during her triad, rather he just cowered the words biting at him. There was a reason he hated people outside of the Bronx, they all had such attitude problems.
"You tarts can jus' go to hell! Ya don't know what yer talkin' 'bout!" He yelled picking himself up off the floor and finally getting his backbone back. His emotions had taken over and the anger had replaced his reason and the little self control he normally had. With one last effort he ran up to Blink, his face now accessible. Quickly he threw out a hand and jabbed him in the good eye. "Now ya can't tell whos pretty!" He yelled as he started to run away.
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