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Post by spotconlon on Sept 19, 2006 11:50:40 GMT -5
Spot grabbed Alley by her hair, dragging her into the alley. "One. Glad you feel safe where you were raped and where everyone wants to soak you."
He slammed her against the wall. "Two. I don't need advice from a pathetic crying sack of crap like you." He slammed her against the wall again. "...and I'm not worried about making an enemy out of you. What you going to do? Bleed on me?" He snorted.
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Post by alleycat on Sept 19, 2006 11:54:11 GMT -5
Alley let him do it. "I've only ever cried once Spot withing the vacinity of Brooklyn. And that was the time you happened to see." She almost winced in pain but held back from it. "And why would i tell you what i'd do to you if you were my enemy." He wasn't helping himself much, but she wouldn't fight him back. She knew she deserved it for being where she shouldn't be. "Go ahead Spot do your worse. I'll only come back."
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Post by spotconlon on Sept 19, 2006 12:03:13 GMT -5
"...Honestly, Alley...you're an idiot. And ooo you've cried once in Brooklyn--I do know other people...I do know what goes on outside of Brooklyn." Spot smirked and let her drop a bit, but didn't release his grip. "..and you can keep coming back. Until eventually you have an 'accident' and you end up dead."
Something golden caught his eye. "...and what could this be?" He reached between her shirt, ripping her golden locket off. "..hm. Maybe I should just destroy this and let you go..." He held it well out of her reach.
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Post by alleycat on Sept 19, 2006 12:18:19 GMT -5
Alley just stared into his eyes. Not looking at the locket, which was her pride and joy and she'd break if he destroyed it but she wasn't gonna let that show. "Like i said Spot do your worst."
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Post by spotconlon on Sept 19, 2006 12:22:30 GMT -5
Spot smirked. "...okay." He threw the locket on the ground and with one deft swing, smashed it with his cane. "...well...pretty thing all gone..." He kicked it into the sewer, waiting until he heard the very satisfying splush! of it hitting the water down below.
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Post by alleycat on Sept 19, 2006 12:25:11 GMT -5
Alley didn't make a move but something snapped inside of her. He's just destroyed the last thing she had that linked her to her family. It was gone now sitting in the water being difted away with all the other stuff in the sewer. A glint of pure hatred shown in her eyes. It was the last straw for Conlon. She waited for him to finish with her.
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Post by spotconlon on Sept 19, 2006 12:29:14 GMT -5
Spot let go of Alley, pointing outwards, nuding her with the cane. "...I'll escort you out of Brooklyn now." The girl better do as she was told.
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Post by alleycat on Sept 19, 2006 12:33:17 GMT -5
Alley tore away from him running at top speed. The next time he saw her he was going to pay. "Enjoying watching Brooklyn fall Spot." She yelled behind her before she disappeared.
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Post by natalie on Sept 19, 2006 15:45:06 GMT -5
Gabbi couldnt help it now, she had to interject. She was leaning against the wall of the alley and made herself visible for the last part of conversation. She was hoping Spot was done talking... she didnt want anyother encounter like the one she had had earlier. "Brooklyn wont fall, Spot." She said. "I knows I's just new 'round heah, but I wont let it. " She doubted Spot would either. "And that Trigger kid, I dont think he'd stand for it neitheh. We're all stronger deh heh' and whoevah she's got behind her." She said, hoping he wouldn't snap at her.
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 16:45:31 GMT -5
(New day)
Alley walked the streets slowly with Ramble by her side. She searched the people around her this time. She really didn't want to run into Spot. She glanced up at the house counting them one by one so that she could stop infornt of her great grandmother's house which had long sense been occupied by some other wealthy family. She found the house and stood on the bottom steps leading up to it. She stood there staring at it for a moment lost in memory. "This is it." Was all she said to Ramble as she kept her eyes on the house.
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Post by ramble on Oct 9, 2006 16:52:29 GMT -5
He nodded slighty, wondering why Alley wanted to say goodbye to a house. He rested his chin on the top of her head, arms around her waist. "Well, say goodbye, beautiful. We might nevah be comin' back." he whispered to her, gently stroking her hip bones as he spoke. He was on edge here, Brooklyn wasn't safe for her... or him for that matter. He had never liked Brookies that much.
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 16:54:39 GMT -5
"It was my great grandmother's house but it's been repainted and refurnished and new people live there." She said a silent prayer then turned to look away from it. "Goodbye" she whispered promising to herself that maybe one day she'd come back. She held tight to Ramble as if she was going to fall. She let out a small cough. She was fully destressing but she was tence and she still wasn't exactly well.
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Post by ramble on Oct 9, 2006 16:59:55 GMT -5
He held her and stared up at it for a few minutes before closing his eyes with a sigh. "Alley... You need to let go of it... its just a house love." he turned her to face him, lifting her chin with his index finger. "let it go beautiful..." he kissed the tip of her nose lightly. "Come on Alley, my love."
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 17:04:00 GMT -5
As she had done at the shore in Queens she leaned against him for support and closed her eyes. Letting the memories hit her like bricks the wash away. She took a deep breath and her body calmed. She started to move away down the street not looking back.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 9, 2006 17:04:23 GMT -5
Spot Conlon strode up the street. He was in a pretty good mood, considering...the leaders had figured it out for the most part...Razor had come back...things were going so...
well.
He had seen Alley and some boy he had never seen before being disgustingly sweet in public. He had never condoned this sort of public affection...and it made him throw up in his mouth just seeing it.
"Alley, You must be some sort of idiot...coming back. With your...mutt, or whatever this kid is. Clearly brain dead if he's with ya." He smirked, swinging his cane. He leaned on a wall across the street, yellin' this across the way.
He didn't care who heard.
It was his burrough.
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