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Post by sneaks on Oct 18, 2006 15:05:07 GMT -5
Sneaks watched the whole scene play out...he knew Spot was definitely going to jail...but..he smirked.
That cane shouldn't be lost...or broken. Breaking out into a run, he grabbed the cane from where it was on at a tree.
"Thanks govena!" HE nodded to Spot, who...didn't even know who he was, actually, and headed off onto the streets.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 18, 2006 15:08:01 GMT -5
Spot raised an eyebrow as he watched some...kid steal his cane. "...What the hell?" He muttered darkly as he looked back to Carter.
"...later...I...just take me away." He never broke Carter's gaze. "This is getting boring."
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Post by scaper on Oct 18, 2006 15:09:40 GMT -5
Clarence wheeled around, looking at the kid who was running off the cane.
"Chase him down!!" he yelled to two officers who were just standing there, dumbfounded.
Well there went a piece of evidence. At least there were still those four kids, who could give their story.
Then turning back to Spot, he led him into the wagon, and, leaving an officer with him in the back, closed and locked the door. He was glad to have that over with, but there was still Razor.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 20, 2006 21:03:54 GMT -5
(new day)
Lucky was storming, more or less, down the path. The generally populas was forutnate no one had bumped into her. She was a lose cannon at this point, Conlon was gone. She felt like she was in limbo somehow. Not able to do anything at all. Just flounder around.
She growled, looking for something, anything to get rid of this pent up energy. Her eyes shadowed as she walked, before she dropped to the ground in the middle of the path. She ran her hands threw her hair and let out a frustrated sigh. Sheesh, she hadn't had this kind of stress when she'd been alone.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:08:07 GMT -5
Sneaks was storming on the paths, looking like he could kill. He hated annoying people, and his inability to just...not care anymore. He just...wanted...to have the fates take girls like that out..
That thought made him chuckle, his mood lightening a bit. Hell, the fates loved him. He could always sweet talk them.
He was laughing softly, his mood better by the time he found Lucky sitting in the middle of the path.
"Miranda, sweetie...someone i going to fall all over you..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 21, 2006 1:13:31 GMT -5
"That's the idea," she muttered into her folded up arms. "They fall over me, I have every excuse to pound on them until they bleed." She managed to look up at him, and give him a rather pathetic smile, she was still angry and a bit upset but more at herself. "Hi. You look.. about as miffed as I feel.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:17:05 GMT -5
Sneaks moved in front of her, shaking his head. "Hun...come on." He put out his hands. "Stand up." He smirked. "And I was miffed...but I'm leaving it up to fate to fix...and I ran into my lovely goil..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 21, 2006 1:20:45 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and took his hands, letting him hoist her up. She shook her head, "And who, may I ask, are you waiting for the universe to punish?" She realized that was one of the reasons she loved him. He didn't really hold onto things that were petty, he pretty much let fate deal with it.
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:24:33 GMT -5
"Some goil named Mini. She was nosin' about why Spot was takin...I said I didn't know...and the twit gave me the most 'i dont believe you' look I've seen in a while." He shrugged. "But I just tossed a two of spades at her and went to find you..."
He smirked. "..and again, the fates were kind. So they shall take care of Mini." He kissed her softly. "Who do you want to kill now, love?"
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 21, 2006 1:27:31 GMT -5
Lucky kissed him back before she spoke, "No one that I don't normally want to kill, unfortunatly for me, I do know why Spot's been locked up." She sighed and furrowed her brow as she shook her head, "That damn little Alley twit, if I ever get ahold of her... I'm tossing her off the bridge.. quick as you please.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:33:51 GMT -5
Sneaks sighed and curled his arms around Lucky, rubbing her back a bit. "Is that what Spot got taken in for?" He kissed her forehead, trying to calm her down.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 21, 2006 1:38:53 GMT -5
she growled and nodded, "Si," falling into a little bit of Italian she sighed. "And, it's not even over Spot, though it's part of it. I like Conlon, he makes me laugh, it's just, I dunno. With Spot gone.. Brooklyn aint' stable.. ya know what I mean.." She rested her head on his shoulder, she'd never really been able to talk to someone like this. It was a breather. ".. I ain't never had stable in my life..."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:44:05 GMT -5
Sneaks chuckled softly, kissing her hair, continuing his minstrations on her back. "Well..I'm here...I'm not going anywhere...I'm stable..." He pulled back, rubbing his thumbs against her cheeks. "And Spot will get out soon enough...Don't worry..just calm..."
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 21, 2006 1:50:40 GMT -5
She furrowed her brow and watched him, "I've never had stable.. Pop dragged me all over New York. I've lived everywhere from the ritz to the slums, when he died I didn't have anything but a damn hat and a sense of what was right and wrong." she watched his eyes a minute, she was being honest as hell, and it was scaring her a bit. "I'm scared alright, I got something resembling stable, with you, in Brooklyn, but, what if I was wrong about that reading and everything just falls down on my head like a house of cards.."
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Post by sneaks on Oct 21, 2006 1:54:05 GMT -5
Sneaks sighed and picked her up in one fail swoop, moving over to a tree and sat down under it. He smoothed down her hair. "Shh...fates love me. Luck loves me...hell...a girl named Lucky loves me...that's got to count for something." He smirked. "I got the lovers card...my reading was right."
He kissed her forehead. "...don't be scared. I'm not going to allow anything to happen..."
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