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Post by Isabela on Oct 7, 2006 18:23:50 GMT -5
Isabela looked at the young girl. That's when the meaning of a newsie truely hit her, she'd never heard any one of them talk about their parents, that must mean that most of them had no parents. She hadn't considered that. She'd been so lucky to be able to have her mother for so long. But the grin on Lucky's face made her smile in return. "Well, I certainly hope that's a good thing," she said in a comforting tone. She didn't know what else to say. She felt badly for the poor girl. "If there is anything else I can do for you... don't hesitate to ask," she said nodding, keeping her encouraging smile as always, on her face.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 7, 2006 19:13:50 GMT -5
She smiled a bit and nodded. "I will, but you needn't worry about me. I've done okay for myself." She'd done what she needed to do to survive, gamble, lie, cheat. Things that she wasn't proud of but would never be ashamed of doing. Now, she didn't need to do those tactics. Just being herself, and fighting to survive was good enough for now. "It's nice, to have another friend, a girl, I'm not all that friendly for the most part.." At least not upfront, she was rude and at times mean when she first met someone. Cold, she guessed, but she was getting better about not snapping at people. At least she was trying.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 7, 2006 21:57:46 GMT -5
"Really?" Isabela looked a little shocked at this news. She never would have guessed. She remembered when she had first met her she had seemed a very polite young girl with a cheery disposition. "Well, at any rate, I'll gladly be your friend, and teacher too for that matter," she said with a smile. Just come and find me whenever you need me. I'm sure to show up somewhere," she said with a smile. She had to admit, she liked haveing a friend too. All she'd ever had was gypsies to talk with and spend time with. Having a different kind of friend was wonderful to her.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 8, 2006 2:43:37 GMT -5
Lucky nodded and then grinned. "I tend to either come of very shy or very rude." The fact that she knew that was almost as funny. She brushed her hair from her shoulder and watched her friend. "Same goes for you, I'm around somewhere if you need me at all." She furrowed her brow a bit as she looked around the tent. "Wish we knew where my hat was, it was the last thing Pop gave me before he died.."
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Post by coop on Oct 8, 2006 9:18:17 GMT -5
Coop walked up to the tent, stopping at the front. He heard the people inside and decided to just wait outsie. He needed advice which was rare. He wanted to know if this plan he had going on in his head would work or just get him killed.
Either way in was better than how things were. It would give him a sense of meaning again. He also wanted to know about the Raconteur's, namely Nicholas Goodwell.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 8, 2006 23:00:04 GMT -5
Isabela nodded. "I'm sorry my Lucky. I had it around, but it must have gotten lost in the... shuffle," she laughed slightly at her awful pun. "I'll keep my eyes open, you're welcome to look around more. I don't know where it could have gone, but maybe Victor or Carlos has it... but they know it's yours..." she shrugged. She had no idea where it was
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 8, 2006 23:10:42 GMT -5
Lucky snickered at the very bad pun and heard the noise outside. She furrowed her brow as she thought then shook her head. "Don't worry, I'll go look for it. You've got a customer, and I think I need to go and actually sell a paper or something. I'm gonna run outta money soon." She bounced up, tired of being so serious. "I'll find my hat, I know where to look for something when it isn't where you left it.." And she was going to kill him, if it was him.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 8, 2006 23:12:10 GMT -5
Isabela looked at her curiously. "Alright, well, take care, keep out of trouble, good luck selling, and I'm sure I'll see you some other time," she said with a smile. She waved to Lucky as she picked up her deck of cards and started shuffling them again.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Oct 9, 2006 14:19:24 GMT -5
Lucky grinned. "Be safe, my friend." She grinned and left, she needed to find her hat. And she had a fairly good idea where to get it.
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Post by coop on Oct 9, 2006 14:30:37 GMT -5
Coop walked into the tent with his hands in his pockets. He sat at the table, across from Isabela. He was kind of in a hurry. The faster things went, the better.
"I need to know a few things," he started. "First off, I need to know about someone. Second, I'm plannin' on doin somethin..."
Coop cleared his throat. He was talking so fast, he almost blew his cover.
"...for someone. I wanna know if it's right, you know, like a good idea. Is that possible?"
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Post by Isabela on Oct 10, 2006 16:52:00 GMT -5
Isabela thought for a moment before she nodded slow at first then quicker. "Yes, I think it's extremely possible. The question is do you want one reading or two? One for this person, and one for your situation? Or is the situation centered around the person?" Mostly what she needed to know if he needed two readings or one. But she thought she could do either or.
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Post by coop on Oct 10, 2006 19:25:52 GMT -5
"Two seperate readings."
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Post by Isabela on Oct 10, 2006 22:19:42 GMT -5
She nodded. "Alright," she continued shuffling the cards. "Now, the reading about someone else. Do you want a reading on your relationship with them, or do you want a reading on just them?" she asked as she continued to shuffle the cards.
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Post by coop on Oct 11, 2006 17:51:23 GMT -5
"Just them. Anythin' else?" He spoke harshly, but it was unintentional. He was just a little nervous about bein' in Brooklyn.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 13, 2006 12:24:09 GMT -5
"Just a couple more questions, and then I promise you I'll start. Please be patient sir. what kind of reading do you want done on the person? I can focus on material possessions, power, emotions, or I can do a reading in general. Also, is the person a child, a young man or woman, or a older man or woman? Also, all readings are ten cents," she added as she continued to shuffle her cards.
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