|
|
Post by razor on Sept 24, 2006 23:18:47 GMT -5
Razor sighed and looked down at the table top, almost as if the answers would jump out at him. "I cant do it myself...I just cant." He wasn't ashamed of admitting it. "Im gonna talk to Spot, see if maybe he isn't goin ta go and try and get in dere. Ill tag along. But...other then dat."
|
|
|
|
Post by woflsbain on Sept 24, 2006 23:26:14 GMT -5
Wolf nodded a bit, thinking. "What does this Flanna look like?" he wasn't going to go in. That would be like walking into Monk Eastman's place and asking to be shot. He'd be dead before he hit the ground. But if he saw her...
|
|
|
|
Post by razor on Sept 24, 2006 23:27:40 GMT -5
Razor looked at him curiously for a moment, before launching into a great detail of what Flanna looked like - most he was sure Wolf wouldn't need to know - and then added on what she was most likely having to wear, and then, sadly, and mostly to himself, he murmurred how her eyes looked, shattered like they were.
|
|
|
|
Post by woflsbain on Sept 24, 2006 23:38:01 GMT -5
Wolf chuckled like he hadn't since he'd last had the pleasure of Razor's company. "If she's as lovely as you say, if I see her, I'll do my best to help.." Razor knew he wouldn't normally do this for anyoone he didn't care for. He kept to himself mostly and hated to owe anyone anything. But Razor was one of his oldest freinds and he knew why Wolf was the way he was.
|
|
|
|
Post by razor on Sept 24, 2006 23:40:35 GMT -5
"More." He murmurred, smirking, "Im no poet, words are lost on me." He looked at him seriously, somehow not too startled by this turn of events, before nodding. He understood what words didn't say. "Thank you."
|
|
|
|
Post by woflsbain on Sept 24, 2006 23:50:21 GMT -5
Walk got up and patted his friend's shoulder. "I do what I can," he said with a nod. "I'll just expect the favor returned later. As always. Now I'm going to get a beer. I've had a long few months."
|
|
|
|
Post by razor on Sept 25, 2006 4:39:23 GMT -5
"Hell or high watah." Razor assured him, "Name it, and you'll get it." He couldn't manage the smile he felt inside for Wolf at that moment, although it was there. He didn't know what he was going to do. He hadn't slept since Flanna had been taken, hadn't eaten except for keep up his strength, and had barely done anything more then search.
Now there were two looking for her, and he prayed his friend had better luck then he did.
|
|
|
|
Post by sneaks on Oct 11, 2006 21:55:19 GMT -5
((new day))
Sneaks took Lucky to the pub here in Brooklyn--far from the issues that plagued them in Queens. He also couldn't deny that he liked the pub fare.
Sitting at one of the tables, he pulled out the chair for her, smiling a bit.
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 12, 2006 16:54:21 GMT -5
She sat down and watched him a moment, her eyes were a bit far away but she raised her chin and gave him a grin. She could take whatever life delt her, she'd always been that way. Come what may.
"Okay, so, fill me in."
|
|
|
|
Post by sneaks on Oct 12, 2006 20:26:59 GMT -5
Sneaks smiled softly and kissed her gently. "I want you to live here...in Brooklyn, at least until this is over." He paused his face serious. "Less likely they will get you here. I want you safe. And..." He smirked. "...I think you'd like it here more, anyways."
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 19:33:35 GMT -5
She watched him quietly a moment before she smiled at him. He knew her well. "I was plannin on gettin out of Queens anyway. I have friends here in Brooklyn, they got my back." She paused a moment and watched him, furrowing her brow. "But, I always make out okay. I been stealin' you're luck... I don't want anything ta happen to you.."
|
|
|
|
Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 21:01:07 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed. "Miranda...nothing will happen to me. Fates and luck loves me." He leaned over and kissed her softly. "And if anything does happen to me...you can hurt me yourself."
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 21:16:12 GMT -5
She grinned and kissed him back, "Good. Cause you know I will." She shook her head and chuckled. "I aint used ta worrying about someone else, it's new." Worrying about no one but yourself was a lot less stressfull.
|
|
|
|
Post by sneaks on Oct 13, 2006 21:24:48 GMT -5
Sneaks chuckled and nodded. "Aye...worried about another expands our world and expands our worries. The pros and cons are endless..but worth it." He patted her hand and handed her a menu. "But lets eat to your new home. And lets hope I can keep Spot from soakin' me."
|
|
|
|
Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 13, 2006 21:57:19 GMT -5
Lucky raised an eyebrow and took the menu and then chuckled. "I don't wanna be on the outs with him already. If he soaked ya, I think he and I might have a few problems." She folded her arms, when she figured out what she wanted. The Fish and Chips made her stomach growl. "But, in any case, I'm glad that ya got away ta spend some time with me."
|
|
