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Post by Prince on Oct 9, 2006 3:01:05 GMT -5
Watch out! It's a bit shady down here...
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Post by mayhem on Nov 22, 2006 12:12:24 GMT -5
Mayhem wandered into the shadows of bottle alley. She stepped into a crate and tried to shake it off. "Ahh...Stupid crate..." Mayhem grumbled. She stepped on it with her other foot, trying to pull her other one out of it, and that foot went through it!
"Perfect.." Mayhem grumbled some more.
She tried to pull at least one of her feet out of the crate with no success. She decided to jump and kick it against the brick wall hoping to smash it.
She jumped, lost her balance, and fell over crashing into more crates. They all fell on top of her and she struggled to get out of the mess she was in.
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Post by smokes on Nov 30, 2006 23:09:15 GMT -5
Smokes walked along the way, her cigar hanging from her lips. She didn't know what had brought her to Manhattan. The simplest answer would be her feet. She was just walking along, thinking and ended up here...
She heard a crash from a little ways up and ran to see what had happened. She turned into a dark alley to see a girl burried under a pile of crates. Smokes smirked a little before going over and pulling the crates off of her.
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Post by mayhem on Dec 1, 2006 1:30:16 GMT -5
"Thanks.."Mayhem said standing up. She still had the one crate stuck to her other foot. She decided to sit down instead of making more crates collapse on top of them both.
"I'm Mayhem." she said sticking out her hand. She quickly pulled her hand back though seeing it was covered in something that was in one of the crates. She had no idea what it was, but it was now all over her shirt, as she had wiped it off.
She stuck her hand back out grinning slightly.
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Post by smokes on Dec 1, 2006 20:36:31 GMT -5
Smokes smirked. "Smokes." She smack-grabbed Mayhem's hand and shook it firmly. "And it's no problem. You looked like you could use some help." Smokes paused to take the cigar from her mouth. "What're you doin way out here?"
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Post by mayhem on Dec 2, 2006 3:34:45 GMT -5
She smiled when Smokes took her hand. "I was lookin' for a good sellin' spot whea' nobody else was at." she said grinning and looking back over her shoulder at the mess of crates.
"I just sorta stepped wrong and well..." Mayhem started gesturing towards her foot that was still enclosed in the crate.
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Post by smokes on Dec 2, 2006 16:53:00 GMT -5
"So yous a newsie?" Smokes looked down at Mayhem's foot inside the crate. She looked around before taking out her gun and shooting a corner of the crate causing it to shatter. She tucked the gun back into her coat pocket. "Problem solved."
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Post by mayhem on Dec 3, 2006 0:42:21 GMT -5
"Yeah. Queens." Mayhem said.
When Mayhem saw Smokes pull out her gun she got a bit startled. No newsies - or anyone for that matter- were rich enough, or even aloud to have guns. The police and rich people were the only ones who owned there own gun.
Mayhem slowly pulled her foot out of the crate so she wouldn't cut herself up. "Thanks.."Mayhem said eying Smokes warily.
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Post by smokes on Dec 3, 2006 10:38:58 GMT -5
Smokes grinned, knowing the look Mayhem was giving her.
"It was a gift," she explained. "Don't worry. I wouldn't use it on someone unless I had to." She smiled.
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Post by mayhem on Dec 5, 2006 8:21:46 GMT -5
Mayhem gave her a sheepish grin and said, " Well- Thanks for gettin' me outa dis mess." and gestured to the crates and mess around her.
"I'm alway's gettin' inta stuff like this widout meanin' ta." she said chuckling softly.
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Post by smokes on Dec 5, 2006 19:37:43 GMT -5
Smokes smirked. The thing about using the gun had been a joke. Whether Mayhem got it or not was unknown to her. She shrugged.
"No problem. You still tryin to sell those papers?"
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Post by mayhem on Dec 7, 2006 4:23:49 GMT -5
Mayhem had completely forgotten about her papers that were now scattered across the ground. She groaned and started to pick them up and wipe them off, seeing as how they had been in a damp alley way.
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Post by smokes on Dec 7, 2006 18:25:51 GMT -5
Smokes dug in her pocket and pulled out a quarter.
"Here you go." She held it out to Mayhem. A penny for the paper and the rest...maybe it'll change ya luck."
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Post by mayhem on Dec 18, 2006 10:08:28 GMT -5
Mayhem accepted the quarter and said, "Thanks..Though I'm sure it ain't gonna change my luck." grinning she walked out of the alley, tripping over a stray brick on her way out.
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Post by Sweets on Dec 27, 2006 20:21:02 GMT -5
* New Day *
Sweets wandered down the alley, selling her papes to the people bold enough to be down there. It wasn't her favorite place to sell, but since she was gone for so long all the good spots seemed to have been moved in on, and she figured it might take some time before she could get her locations back again.
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(c)Red
