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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:07:50 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:07:50 GMT -5
Outside of the front of the Bronx Loding house there is the porch. Perfect for taking a break at any time.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:18:42 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 22:18:42 GMT -5
Drifter leaned back in her chair on the porch enjoying the warm sun. It wasn't as hot as it'd been and it was relatively quiet. Her dark green skirt surrounded her as she was sitting indian style and her white shirt wasn't sticking to her from the heat for once. Her hat lay on the back of her chair and she closed her eyes and contemplated taking a nap.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:22:59 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:22:59 GMT -5
Prince had to smile. Made it through the Bronx, hadn't met one newsie. All that was left was going and paying Acey a visit. However her plan was momentarily paused when she saw Drifter sitting on the steps. She sighed, well... there could be worse things. Prince didn't know this girl though... who knew who she was. Looked like a newsie... well, this could be interesting. "Pardon me," she said in a low voice now both looking and sounding like a boy, "I'm lookin' for Ace... he inside?" she asked Drifter.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:24:51 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 22:24:51 GMT -5
Drifter looked the boy over suspiciously. Nobody just wandered into the Bronx anymore, especially asking for Ace, "What's it to you kid? Say, I ain't nevah seen you around heah befoah."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:27:48 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:27:48 GMT -5
"For good reason... if youre a Bronx newsie, and judgin' by da fact ya sitin' heah, I'm guessin' ya are, I'd be ya enemy... name's Prince. Queens Leadah. I came ta talk business with Ace... who're you?" she asked looking Drifter up and down once. This girl looked interesting to her.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:29:17 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 22:29:17 GMT -5
Drifter snorted, so this was Prince, "Ain't you a bit small ta be leadah? An' as foh Ace, me brothahs busy an' no, I ain't tellin' you wheah. Youse said plenty to him already. An' it's Driftah."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:31:44 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:31:44 GMT -5
"You want small for a leadah? Go find Spot Conlon... you want things done right ya come ta me. Ace ain't cha bruddah... I know Ace, he has no sistah. What I need ta talk ta Ace about is da war, so if you'll kindly tell me where he is I'd appreciate it," she said still sounding like a boy.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:34:58 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 22:34:58 GMT -5
"Shows how much you know. An' Ise do belive yoah on the othah side o' this wah," Drifter said with a small smirk, her accent growing heavier from annoyance, "Now Ise would suggest you leave befoah one o' the othah boys show up."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:36:54 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:36:54 GMT -5
"I can handle Bronx, dun you worry about dat, sweetheaht," she said. "And as far as da war is concerned it's leadah's business, don' concern youse," she said. "Now, tell me where he is so dat we's can get dis settled," she said not liking this Drifter girl at all.
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Jun 7, 2006 22:38:46 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 22:38:46 GMT -5
"Nope," Drifter said with a big grin, "Ain't happenin'. An' Ace's business is me business too, so ise suggest you get oveah it. Specially since Ise the only one who knows wheah he went."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 22:58:37 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 22:58:37 GMT -5
Prince didn't like this girl... and she called herself Ace's sister? She was nothing like Ace. Prince glared at her. "Alright... lemme try this again. Hi, my name is Prince. I'm the leadah of Queens, and I need ta talk to Ace pronto... now... please tell me where he went?" she figured politeness might work.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:09:50 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 23:09:50 GMT -5
"Ni hea, go hIfreann leat!" Drifter said with a wicked grin, "You've no business heah an' Ise do't preciate yoah attitude."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:14:00 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 23:14:00 GMT -5
Prince had no idea what she said. She didn't speak that language, and she didn't think she'd care to. She decided to address the english. "I do got business heah, and ya gonna hafta deal with my attitude. Youse tell me where he is b'fore I pull all the pretty hair right outta ya pretty little head." Picking a fight on 'enemy lines?' bad idea.
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Jun 7, 2006 23:17:40 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 23:17:40 GMT -5
"Go ahead, bet me brothah will be real thrilled to heah that a boy's pickin' on me," Drifter said with a smirk, "You'se do realize I ain't heah alone, and that if you try anything, I'll have help befoah youse get in two hits. You knows, threatenin' me ain't gonna get you anywheah."
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:21:22 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 23:21:22 GMT -5
"Alright foist off," Prince said taking off her hat. "I'm a goil... so... youse an I are on equal playin' feild heah," she said. "Second, what I gotta talk to Danny about has ta do with the war, and who done what. If I tell ya my intentions are good will ya tell me where he is?" she just needed to talk to Ace, and this girl was of no help!
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