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Post by Skittery on Feb 15, 2007 16:45:51 GMT -5
He grumbled some bitter jargon about alcohol, girls, and Brooklyn. He wanted to blame Smalls but couldn't really bring himself to it, he could have given it to her just as easily as the other way around. "I don't care what you do.." He said, his normal moodiness back full strength. "This rooms depressin' with or without yer babble..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Feb 15, 2007 17:34:51 GMT -5
"Fine, guess I better leave you to your own thoughts then.." she straightened, she was depressed as it was and she really just wanted to crawl into bed and not come out for a spell. Though she knew it wouldn't fix any of her problems, talking a bit helped. "Since you know, all I do is babble.."
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Post by Skittery on Feb 16, 2007 3:19:14 GMT -5
"Don't sound so sore.." Skittery mumbled before engaging in another fight with his blanket, finally settling on having it covering half his body. He closed his eyes and took a few deep, shaky breaths. His plan all day was to take a nap but it had been put off continuously by different girls. His breathing relaxed and he kept his eyes shut, and in an indifferent tone he said a simple 'thanks'. Lucky had been pretty helpful in spite of disrupting his solitude.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Feb 16, 2007 3:57:04 GMT -5
She shrugged, she did sound a bit sore over it. But whatever worked. "Get some sleep, I'll check on you later... bring you something to eat maybe.. if I'm feeling nice.." Though she would.. she didn't want him to die. And he had to eat. Saying that she dodged out to get back to Sneaks bunk, and get a nap herself.
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Post by bunky on Feb 20, 2007 10:01:34 GMT -5
Piper came into the room, looking for her extra stacks of papes. She was told someone took them as a joke, but she needed the money badly. She looked around and saw a Boy about to nap and a girl there too. She decided not to ask them because she didn't want to be rude.
She looked around and saw her pocketwatch, the one thing she had from her father. She must of left it in the bunkroom before she went out for her papes. She got up and saw a mirror on the wall, looking in to see how her hair was.
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Post by Skittery on Feb 27, 2007 17:39:02 GMT -5
((NEW DAY))
"I'm movin', I'm movin'!" Skittery yelled as he stomped back down the hallway to Jack's room. Kloppman was at the head of the stairs. He rolled his eyes and went back down once he was sure Skittery went back to his quarantine.
"Stupid ol' man...guy can't take a leak..." Skittery grumbled in between violent coughs. He had been couped up for awhile and it was taking its toll on his psyche. He let out a grunt and sat on the open window sill to watch the world go by.
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Post by bunky on Feb 27, 2007 17:52:35 GMT -5
Piper was reading through one of the papes she got to sell, but she knicked for for extra. Apparently there was a serial killer on the loose around their area, but that's in the news a lot. Piper read on while she climbed the stairs to a room. She stopped and looked around, seeing if she could open a window to sit at. She saw a window next to another window, where a boy already was sitting at. Piper walked over to the window next to the boy's window and opened it, sitting on the ledge and looking out the window.
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Post by Skittery on Feb 27, 2007 22:41:09 GMT -5
Skittery was jolted from his trance by Pipers presence. He studied her for a second - she must have been new, he hadn't met anyone since he entered the room. He coughed, spitting the blood out the window. "Hey, girl" He said peering at her. "Ya might not 'ave noticed, but I'm sick - so ya might jus' want to high tail it out of here..." He sighed and looked back out at the street.
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Post by bunky on Feb 27, 2007 23:08:40 GMT -5
Piper looked over and saw the boy. He told her to get out if she didn't want to get sick. Piper smiled and shrugged.
"I'm gonna caught whateva everyone's getting anytime, so it's better to catch it now than never." Piper replied to the boy in a shrug of the shoulders, "Besides, I've seen worse than what you got, so I ain't afraid."
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Post by Skittery on Feb 27, 2007 23:18:13 GMT -5
Skittery rolled his eyes back and sighed, "Suit yerself, but don't say I didn't warn ya" He didn't want to be responsible for any one elses illness, but then again he wasn't going to argue - that took too much energy. He coughed some more and braced his chest with his arms. He again spit out the window, finding the street below as the perfect spittoon.
He kept his eyes out the window but started to engage in some small talk. He liked having his alone time, but this was the point of being ridiculous - so a little companionship couldn't hurt. "You live 'ere now or somethin'?"
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Post by bunky on Feb 27, 2007 23:22:09 GMT -5
"Yeah. name's Piper." Piper replied in a smile and nodded at him, "Aren't you that Skittery kid? I hear about ya around the house lately. You sound like a okay kind of Newsie."
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Post by Skittery on Feb 28, 2007 1:17:47 GMT -5
Skittery finally looked back at her, his expression softening a bit. He nodded, "yeah, Skittery." He spit again then furrowed his brow- the others were talking about him...probably the same old cracks on his mood swings. "Talkin' 'bout me, eh? An' what exactly were they sayin'..newsies have a bad habit of...improvin' things.."
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Post by bunky on Feb 28, 2007 10:03:23 GMT -5
"I heard nothin' bad, I swear. Just that you lived here for awhile." Piper replied back to him, moving her hair out of her face.
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Post by Skittery on Feb 28, 2007 13:19:15 GMT -5
Skittery stared for another moment then finally relaxed his brow, satisfied with her response. He glanced back at the street when a gust of wind came in through the window sending a spine shivering chill throughout his body. He grumbled a little bit and walked across the room to the bed. He took the blanket and wrapped it all round his body like a nun's habit and returned to his position at the window.
Again he coughed, using the blanket as a shield. He groaned then pointed to Piper's paper. "Mind if I read that? Nobody's told me what the hell is goin' on in dis city..."
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Post by bunky on Feb 28, 2007 17:38:07 GMT -5
"Sure. Only thing good in the paper today is that a serial killer's on the loose here in the are, but nothing else suits me fancy." Piper replied as she handed him the paper, 'let me know if anything else is good."
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