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Post by Smalls on Dec 26, 2006 21:58:41 GMT -5
"Ask nicely? Wheah exactly do you think you are kid? We don' care shit about your past, alright?" She snorted and shook her head, amused that this girl thought herself important.
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Post by spotconlon on Dec 26, 2006 23:10:27 GMT -5
Spot smirked. The girls were in rare form, and this girl was an idiot for not shuttin' her trap. "...Is again say ya a lyah. No one is da leadah of all dah newsies in one state." He put up his hand, "But is really don't care if yas tellin' a lie or dah truth--I mainly think yas should beat it before yas get tha Brooklyn' treatment." He spun in cane a bit. If him and the gals layed into her--she wouldn't be makin' it out looking pretty.
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Post by capn on Dec 26, 2006 23:52:48 GMT -5
Cap'n stood there, not sure of what to do. She could run for her life, and be branded a coward. Or she could be humiliated and beaten up by these people. She clenched her fists, staring hard at the boy. "Call me a liar see what I care." She leered at the two girls and grabbed her cap from off the ground, adjusting her string of beads. She'd leave, not like she wanted to hang out with a bunch of rotten kids anyways. As she started to walk away, she had no idea where she would end up or what would become of her...
(Off to Manhattan)
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Dec 27, 2006 0:28:18 GMT -5
Lucky watched the girl and finally after she was out of earshot started laughing. "What'd she say, Smalls?" She reached down and lifted Boxer up again. He was heading off in the direction of the girl and she didn't want him to get into trouble. "She seemed to think she was important, that was funny.."
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