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Post by flick on Oct 20, 2006 13:57:39 GMT -5
He laughed, "I don't think I wanna take anyone else clothes dey need them in case they get all wet."
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Post by jester on Oct 20, 2006 14:09:40 GMT -5
Jester smirked and shook her head. "have no worries, I know who you can borrow from, and Im sure they have no problem with it..."she shrugged. "hes got more then one set."she said and then looked at him. "I dont want you getting sick..."
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Post by flick on Oct 20, 2006 15:15:21 GMT -5
"I won't get sick and even if I do it wouldn't be that bad," he boosted. Though he it wasn't true, he could get sick, but he didn't think it would be too bad. He was just too stubborn. "Oh and who can I borrow from?" He said looking forward.
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Post by jester on Oct 20, 2006 15:25:23 GMT -5
She shook her head. "Well yeah, you say that now, but you get sick and Ill be sayin' told ya so."she grinned. "My friend Rylet, he wouldnt mind at all..."she assured him. "Sides like i said hes got more then one extra pair.."
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Post by flick on Oct 20, 2006 15:28:44 GMT -5
Raising an eyebrow he asked, "He might mind and he might mind that I kept ya out so late." He continued to walk towards Queens. "Lets hurry and get there though."
((Ok lets get to Queens or we'll be so wet we will look like cats. Just Post there and I'll get on later and meet ya there))
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Post by blake on Dec 15, 2006 12:43:23 GMT -5
((NEW DAY))
Blake leaned up against the tree pulling out the change bag he had just stolen from some guy and grinned counting it up. He nodded, he had done fairly well. He then pulled out the watch and looked it over, not too shabby. He slipped it in his pocket again along with the money debating on where he wanted to go.
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Post by Anna Maria Amaya on Dec 15, 2006 14:52:42 GMT -5
Shiloh held her fiddle in one hand, walking down the path. She was going to play for spare change for a bit. See how that worked. It didnt' work so well back home. But people in New York were different. Besdies, she'd just gotten off work so there wasn't much she could do until she went home.
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Post by blake on Dec 15, 2006 15:07:50 GMT -5
Blake glanced up hearing someone walking by and smirked a bit. He whistled at her to get her attention. "hey.."He said nodding her over. "What you got there?"he asked nodding towards her fiddle. "you play?"he asked. He knew he was asking obvious questions that had obvious answers but he didnt care.
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Post by Anna Maria Amaya on Dec 15, 2006 21:38:56 GMT -5
She looked at the guy who was calling to her and quirked an eyebrow at him. "No I don't, I carry it around for deceration.." she said smartly. Suspician etched in her face, you leanred quick in a boom town that no one was what they appeared to be at first glance. Then there was also her mother's favorite saying, 'if it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck. Well Shiloh I think you've found a duck... or a confused swan..'
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Post by blake on Dec 15, 2006 22:35:04 GMT -5
Blake smirke d abit. "mm.."He said, "Well then...come here...."He urged her againwaving her over, "Play.."He asked..."For me if thats ok? Ill give you money.."He grinned.
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Post by Anna Maria Amaya on Dec 16, 2006 17:39:28 GMT -5
She quirked an eyebrow at him and set down her case, pulling out her fiddle. "I suppose I can do that, darlin." She didn't take her eyes off him as she played, drawing the bow across the strings, making the fiddle sing. She could get lost in the music, so easily. Because the songs always felt like home.
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Post by blake on Dec 16, 2006 17:57:33 GMT -5
Blake listened carefully as she played, she was really good. He grinned a bit an idea springing to his mind, though he wasnt so sure she would go for it, and yet.. why not. He tapped his finger on his chin as she continued to play. After awhile he held up a hand to stop her, "You play for money in the parks right?"he asked. IT had an obvious answer he knew, but yet again he still asked. She seemed too okay with playing randomly for him to not play for money.
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Post by Anna Maria Amaya on Dec 16, 2006 18:00:56 GMT -5
She quriked an eyebrow at him. "For the most part I work in the mills... but this is just something I do for extra money.." she managed to fold her arms, holding her bow in one hand and her fiddle in the other. Apparently she had a lot of practice folding her arms and holding them both.
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Post by blake on Dec 16, 2006 18:09:49 GMT -5
He nodded. "I see. "he said "You do pretty well gettin money for that?"he asked nodding towards her fiddle. "Cause I may have a business proposition for ya.."He smirked slighlty. "If your interested."
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Post by Anna Maria Amaya on Dec 16, 2006 18:16:00 GMT -5
She tilted her head to the side, the suspician never left her eyes. "Alright, darlin, I'm listening.."
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