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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:23:55 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 23:23:55 GMT -5
Drifter's thought was gross, hat hair. Her second thought was why'd Prince call Ace Danny. Her third thought she voiced outloud, "Youse come into our burrough, makin' threats, I knows you said some awful things to Danny cuz I had to pick him up, and then you threaten me. Do you really think that Ise gonna believe you don't mean him any hahm?"
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:27:11 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 23:27:11 GMT -5
"No, but if it makes any difference Danny wasn't exactly an angel ta me either! Would ya believe ya precious bruddah bein' mean. No, neavah..." Prince was just mad now. To hell with the information, she just wanted to shut this Drifter person up, and quick. She'd find Ace on her own.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:30:08 GMT -5
Post by leone on Jun 7, 2006 23:30:08 GMT -5
Leone was making his way there, intending to intercept Ace before he got too far in either direction. He had to wait until he came back from Brooklyn, however. His ears caught the name 'Danny' and he paused, looking over at the porch in curiousity.
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Jun 7, 2006 23:42:04 GMT -5
Post by drifter on Jun 7, 2006 23:42:04 GMT -5
Drifter looked up, about to retort when someone caught her eye. She didn't say anything, she just stared at the man in disbelief. When he tipped his hat to her and moved on, she finally breathed, knowing there was no way he'd remeber her, she had just been a child when she last saw him. She had wandered over to the Cardoni's looking for Danny, when she caught Leone beating him badly. The look on his face was one she'd never forget.
Paling considerably, the girl whispered a short prayer in Gaelic before pushing off her chair and running off the porch and in the direction of Brooklyn.
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Porch
Jun 7, 2006 23:45:31 GMT -5
Post by Prince on Jun 7, 2006 23:45:31 GMT -5
"HEY!" Prince called. Prince looked at the man. That had been Leone... lucky for her he hadn't recognized her. She figured if anything Drifter would lead her to Ace. She followed her towards Brooklyn. She hoped that's where Ace was anyway. After all, since that was Leone, Drifter would have to report his arrival in the Bronx.
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Porch
Jun 13, 2006 16:11:15 GMT -5
Post by angel on Jun 13, 2006 16:11:15 GMT -5
((new day/night/whatever))
Angel sat on the stair of the porch infront of the lodging house in sort of a dazed state. She didn't know the boy who was laying on the floor, but she couldn't get the image out of her head. It reminded her of something she'd read before where a man had hemorrhages all over his body. She bit her nails nervously. What else could go wrong. First the war and now this. It seemed like all of New York was in ruin. Someone up there was frowning on the state of New York.
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Porch
Jun 13, 2006 16:17:19 GMT -5
Post by Cheater Hollander on Jun 13, 2006 16:17:19 GMT -5
Cheater, having dropped Sprints off somewhere after getting in an argument with him over letting him sleep, ran up onto the porch. At first, she stared at the lodging house door as if it didn't belong there, then her eyes fell on Angel and she raised her eyebrows.
"Weren't you just at the Queens lodging house?' She questioned, sitting down against the door and hugging her knees.
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Jun 13, 2006 16:28:19 GMT -5
Post by angel on Jun 13, 2006 16:28:19 GMT -5
Angel looked at Cheater and nodded. "I was, but they told me to leave." Her voice was shakey. "Do you know what's goin on?"
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Porch
Jun 14, 2006 0:31:59 GMT -5
Post by Cheater Hollander on Jun 14, 2006 0:31:59 GMT -5
Cheater shook her head. "Not yet, but we'll find out one way or another... I just hope Red's okay."
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Jun 14, 2006 14:52:35 GMT -5
Post by angel on Jun 14, 2006 14:52:35 GMT -5
Angel nodded. So that was the guys name. "Did you know 'im?"
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Jun 14, 2006 15:08:22 GMT -5
Post by Cheater Hollander on Jun 14, 2006 15:08:22 GMT -5
"Yeah, he's my friend's fiance." She explained. "Really nice... I think he's funny sometimes, but I mean... he doesn't really seem like the funny type most of the time... ah! Sorry, I'm rambling."
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Jun 14, 2006 15:15:56 GMT -5
Post by angel on Jun 14, 2006 15:15:56 GMT -5
Angel smiled. "Yeah." It was quiet for a while. Angel though. About what? About everything. Basically, the newsies world was on hold for one boy. "He must've been really important to everyone." She shrugged. "I never got to know him." Angel then noticed she was talking like he was dead. "I mean, yet. I haven't got to meet him yet."
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Porch
Jun 14, 2006 15:27:11 GMT -5
Post by Cheater Hollander on Jun 14, 2006 15:27:11 GMT -5
She smiled slightly and nodded. "He's really great, kind of remindes me of my brother though, I mean, he's serious..." Cheater stopped again and looked at Angel. "Feel free to tell me when to shut up... by the way, what's your name?"
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Jun 14, 2006 15:30:41 GMT -5
Post by angel on Jun 14, 2006 15:30:41 GMT -5
"No, it's good." Angel gave a short laugh. "It's always nice to hear about people, I guess." She extended her hand. "I'm Angel."
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Jun 14, 2006 16:27:00 GMT -5
Post by Cheater Hollander on Jun 14, 2006 16:27:00 GMT -5
Cheater shook Angel's hand and smiled. "I'm Cheater, nice to meetcha!"
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(c)Red
