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Post by spotconlon on Oct 9, 2006 19:37:19 GMT -5
Spot grinned when he heard the bone crack, tossing her to the ground. He stood over her, the gold tip of his cane pointing at her head.
"This never would have happened Alley, if you had just listened. Stayed true to Brooklyn." He shook his head. "Now look...pathetic." His eyes were hard and cold.
"...don't let me find you here again."
He knew he had to stop--killing Alley would make a mess--and he was loathe to ruin his shirt.
He nearly buckled under Ramble's weight as the kid placed a few good punches, but he managed to fling the kid off. "RAZOR!" He yelled, eyes aflame now.
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Post by razor on Oct 9, 2006 19:39:03 GMT -5
Razor was a split second behind him, hitting Ramble hard in the shoulder, knocking him off of Spot. Slamming him back on the ground, Raz flicked his wrist and gripped the knife tight in his hand, eyes hard. "You've a lot ta learn, kid." He tossed the knife to his other hand and right hooked Ramble hard.
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Post by ramble on Oct 9, 2006 19:41:16 GMT -5
Ramble stumbled back, holding the side of his face. He glared at Razor and grabbed Alleys knife from his pocket. "Don' under estimate me boy..." he growled, throwing a punch at Razors head. "You'll be sarry..." he drug the knife down the side of Razors arm. "test me...' he challenged.
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 19:42:42 GMT -5
Alley got to her feet. She walked over to razor. She was going numb with the pain now. She kicked razor sending pain shooting through her body. "Get off him Stop it!" She looked over at Spot. If she didn't hurt so much she might actually have gone after him but she just looked at him. "Afraid of killing me Spot."
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Post by razor on Oct 9, 2006 19:42:56 GMT -5
Razor just shook his head. "Idiot." Flipping the dagger in his hand, he lunged forward, impaling Ramble through the shoulder with the sharp blade. "....Care to test me?"
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 9, 2006 19:44:37 GMT -5
Spot laughed. "No, I'm not, Alley. I just didn't want to dirty my shirt." He grabbed the girl by the shirt and threw her down again, this time bringing the cane down hard on her head. This would at least put her out if not crack her skull.
"But I can always buy a new one."
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 19:46:34 GMT -5
Alley let out a scream of pain before she passed out. She didn't want too but the world went black before she could stop it from going black. She'd be out for bit.
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Post by ramble on Oct 9, 2006 19:47:49 GMT -5
Ramble gasped a bit as the blade pierced his flesh. He grabbed Razors hand where it still gripped the knife. "bastard..." he hissed under his breath. He looked Razor right in the eyes as he lifted his hand and dug the blade into the others wrist, leaving a long, thin cut running up his arm. "i think i will..." he snapped. Ramble, was not making very smart choices at the moment.
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Post by razor on Oct 9, 2006 19:49:47 GMT -5
So Razor ripped it out. There was nothing hesitent, nothing calm, nothing merciful in the way he twisted that blade and pulled it out, striking out with that hand so that the bloodied blade flew across Ramble's face, cutting it deeply.
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Post by ramble on Oct 9, 2006 19:53:31 GMT -5
Ramble fell. He fell and hit his head on the cobblestone. His world went a little blury, but it came back in focus. The only thing he could concintrate on were the hot searing flashes of pain ripping through his body. He leapt to his feet, mustering the only evergy he had left. He grabbed Alley and took off down the street, full tilt. He wasn't stopping or looking back. He'd go to the bronx, collect his money and he and Alley would leave New York.
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Post by alleycat on Oct 9, 2006 19:55:01 GMT -5
Alley shivered as he ran. She was still out but she'd wake up in the obvious pain that she'd tried hard not to feel.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 9, 2006 22:38:41 GMT -5
Spot wiped his brow off, whistling low.
"Well, that was fun. Maybe she's finally done for." Smirking, he walked over to Razor, clapping the bloody boy on the back.
"Glad ta have ya back, Razor."
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Post by razor on Oct 11, 2006 4:04:42 GMT -5
"Would be nice." The other commented, looking at the cut running up his arm in minimal interest. He looked up when Spot came over and smirked back a little. "Glad ta be back, Leadah." He spun the knife, whipping it off on his pants before clipping it back into place on his wrist, hidden by his sleeve.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 11, 2006 12:45:50 GMT -5
Spot smirked. "Finally got your head on straight, I see." He nodded towards the cut. "Should get that taken care of."
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Post by razor on Oct 11, 2006 21:40:35 GMT -5
Razor tilted his arm a little, nodding. "I should." It wasn't too deep, all things considered. "I can do it myself." He looked sideways at Spot, thinking about something, but apparently found the answer or just gave up.
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