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Post by Skittery on Mar 5, 2007 11:08:33 GMT -5
Skittery shivered and wrapped his blanket tightly around himself, covering his head to keep Lucky's little fingers from his hair. He spit on the floor and once the bloody taste was gone he got a little smile. "Finally wisin' up...or growin' up dependin' on what angle you look at it from." He let out a deep sigh, cursing under his breath at the pain.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 5, 2007 15:34:49 GMT -5
She smirked slightly, watching him before she spoke, "Yeah I guess so.." She shrugged and looked out the window past that Piper girl before she looked back at Skittery. "People are startin to get better. Sneaks'll be released soon.. Dodger too but he's not leaving until everyone is better.. though I think he's saying that because some girl he likes is really sick.." She shrugged. "But you should be gettin' better soon yourself.."
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 2:39:58 GMT -5
"Forget who yer talkin' to, Lucky?" Skittery snorted and coughed at the same time producing an odd noise. "What should happen and what actually does happen don't always line up..." He went silent for a moment, mentally brooding over his crappy luck. Finally he sighed and asked quietly, "What of Smalls? She gettin' any better..." He couldn't shake the slight guilt he had about her.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 2:50:14 GMT -5
Lucky smirked a bit, "Yeah, she's getting her bark back.. she should be going home in a week or so if she keeps getting better.." She couldn't hide the smile. "How drunk were you two to be lockin lips like that.. honestly If she wouldn't have been so sick after and Spot so mad I would have been rolling.."
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 2:59:02 GMT -5
Skittery shot her a glare and started to snap. "Shut up! I was mindin' my own and that girl robbed me blind for booze then got Spot on my case an' -- why the heck am I explainin' it to you?!" He stood up and gave her a weak shove, his body couldn't really muster up a strong one. "get off my bed.." He ordered with a cough and wedged his way on, throwing his legs on her as if she wasn't there.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 3:03:54 GMT -5
She snorted a bit and rolled her eyes, patting his legs lightly, "Get off it Skitts.. I was only teasing.." her voice didn't have any punch to it, she hadn't wanted to make him mad, but she was a genius at pissing people off. "I'm sorry alright, I didn't know you were so touchy about it.."
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 3:13:31 GMT -5
Skittery grunted a little, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yeah yeah pick on the sick one while he's already down.." he grumbled and stared out the window again. He was a master of mood swings - usually getting defensive to try and cover something embarrassing or down right stupid that he had done. That incident qualified as both.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 3:19:45 GMT -5
She looked back at him, and sighed scooting back a bit so she could lean on her elbows. The bed was small but so was she. "Come on Skitts.. I was only joshing ya.." She'd been kidding, she had a sinking suspicion those events were filed under things he'd rather forget. "In a few months.. Sneaks and I might get a place.. means I'll actually have to sell.." She stuck her tongue out, one thing she and Skitts had always agreed on, selling.. really sucked.
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 15:58:07 GMT -5
Skittery raised an eyebrow, curious now. "Really? You two that serious..?" he knew they had been dating but rarely talked to either and probably wouldn't have even noticed if he saw them together. He chuckled a little, "Yer gonna have to sell a LOT of papes for an apartment - I knew there was a reason I stay in this dump"
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 16:05:00 GMT -5
She laughed and shook her head, "Yeah Skitts.. it's kinda that serious.." She smirked a bit anf rolled her eyes. "Aye, either that or get a real job.." Truthfully that idea didn't sit to well in her mind, a real job meant to much for her to actually like the idea. "It's all bollocks really.. I could just go and dig up my inheritance or something.."
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 17:47:15 GMT -5
Skittery opened his mouth to talk but started to cough more, once again reminding him why he was stuck in the room. He spit off the side of the bed. "Then what you complainin' about if some dead person gave you money?!" His jaw was hanging slightly limp. "To hell with sellin'!"
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 18:21:42 GMT -5
She laughed a bit and shook her head, "You want to help me dig it up when you're better.. cause I'm not kidding when I say I need to dig it up.." Since she'd buried it at her father's grave site when she'd been a kid. It wasn't a lot really, but it was some. "I been savin it for a rainy day.. but then when I turn eighteen.. I get some money from that old battle ax of an aunt of mine.."
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Post by bunky on Mar 6, 2007 23:23:40 GMT -5
Piper flipped the page, trying to find a decent article to read. She looked up for a meer second and looked back down at her paper. Since they're too into their conversation, it would be rude for her to interupt and walk out, besides she liked the view by the window so she cculdn't refuse.
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Post by Skittery on Mar 6, 2007 23:32:35 GMT -5
"TWO dead people given you a share?! God.." Skittery shook his head and snuggled into the bed, propping up his head with one pillow. "Can't believe yer holdin' out on me...but I guess I can do some diggin' if you split the reward" He was half joking, part of him jealous, the other not even sure if she was just pulling his leg. He mused on the idea of having money given to him sending him into a little daydream. He was from poverty rarely having enough money to buy a pack of cigarettes.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Mar 6, 2007 23:53:56 GMT -5
Lucky raised a brow at Piper, she nudged Skittery's legs off of her as she got up and walked over, giving the girl a growl, "Look I may not be pickin' fights at random but if you don't scat like I good little mouse, I'll pound your damn head in and let Jack Kelly sort you out.." She meant it, she was telling Skittery things that someone on the outside didn't need to here. The girl wasn't her friend and she had almost forgotten she was there. "I said BEAT IT!"
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