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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 17:31:11 GMT -5
Red licked his lips. "Aria is pregnant, Carter. She...she was going to tell you, she was just scared. She wasnt sure how you were going to react. We talked it over, and she was all set to talk to you. You want a family, dont you?" His voice was just a little shaky, but it righted itself, and he sounded almost determined toward the end.
"...There's your family, Carter. Go get them."
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 18:30:38 GMT -5
"Oh god." He flung himself down on the couch and threw his head back, repeatedly, hoping to knock some sense in.
"I've always wanted a family, but now's not a good time. There's just too much going on to have to worry about a baby of all things." He tought about what Red had said, and he was going to get them back. He finally stopped banging his head and looked at Red, dead seriousness in his eyes.
"Red, I ... I could use your help."
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 18:33:35 GMT -5
"You have it." He said just as seriously. "You know i have your back, Carter. Its been like that since the beginning, and i dont walk out on a friend when they need my help. We're going to rescue Aria and your baby...and when yours is born he or she can play with mine."
There was no lie in his eyes. He believed that to be the truth. He'd make sure of it.
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 18:38:07 GMT -5
"Thanks Russiani. I guess we should figure out whoever these Racket people are, and you could ask around you know?" It was time to come up with a plan, a damn good one.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 18:39:33 GMT -5
He gave him a salute. "I'll do the best i can, officah. See if ya cant hook me up with a horse while ya at it." He wasn't joking either. "It'd get me around fastah, easier, and me and you need to take it from the top."
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 18:45:52 GMT -5
"Of course, although you better not be bringing that beast around me!" he said a grin starting to form at the edges of his mouth.
"They said no cop involvement, so I'd be careful about which newsies you can trust. The last thing I want to do is make some dumb mistake." What he needed was a drink, so he decided to raid Aria's cabinets, settling on a bottle of some French wine.
"Do you want any?" he asked as he pured himself a glass, alomst to the brim.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 18:47:58 GMT -5
Red nodded, smiling a bit. He had gotten him to almost smile...phase one done. "I know the ropes, Carter. I can handle myself, and the last thing i'd do is get Aria in danger. You know that, you know me."
At the offer of the wine, he nodded again, "Please."
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 18:51:00 GMT -5
Clarence got another cup out of the cabinet and filled the wine glass much in the same way he had his own. Handing it to Red, he said," I know I know, I picked you up off the streets, I know what your capable of." He sat back down and gulped the wine. Funny, he thought, the day I met her I was drunk, and now the day I lose her, I plan to get drunk again.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 19:24:17 GMT -5
"No." Red took a sip of his drink, sitting on the edge of a chair, his profile the only thing showed to the officer. "You have no idea, Carter." The truth was, he was dangerous, very dangerous when someone messed with someone he cared about.
His mother and father were abusive drunks, and ended up killing themselves during a shouting match one day. He had never looked at another like a mother or a father...but he had found them both.
Aria was his mother and Carter his father. And these....raconteurs better look out, because they had just messed with Red Russiani's family.
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 19:33:00 GMT -5
"Well, at least I know a little bit." He was looking into his drink, swirling it around, and around , and around. He was completely oblivious to the tone of Red's voice. He took his last gulp of the wine, and tried to stand to get another glass, but fell back on the couch. He couldn't hold wine like he used to.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 19:39:43 GMT -5
"Ill get it." He said softly, getting up and filling the other's glass, topping off his own. But he didn't give Carter his glass back. "Promise me something, Carter."
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 19:41:41 GMT -5
He reached for the wine, but stopped and put his hands by his side, "What?" he said sending a longful glance to the glass. Come on, he thought, just give me the damn wine!
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 19:49:26 GMT -5
"You need to promise me, no...you need to swear you wont stop. If i put forth all i am, everything i stand for, you have to do the same. Match me in determination, in strength. Im going to get your love back, Carter. But i cannot do it alone." He looked deep into his eyes, emerald pools of mystery that held more maturity then he had years."Dont get drunk just because it takes the pain away."
And he held out the drink, an offering. His eyes as cool as the glass that held the wine.
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Post by scaper on Aug 14, 2006 19:54:48 GMT -5
"Now, that's one thing I can promise, theres only one other thing to take the pain away, and it's not here, so I settle for the alcohol." He took the glass from Red, but instead of guzzling it down, he sipped at it slowly. He was determined, but tomorrow was when he was going to give it his all, today, he just needed to think.
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Post by Collin Russiani on Aug 14, 2006 19:58:16 GMT -5
"Alcohol doesnt take the pain away, it just numbs it until later....when you cannot afford to be distracted, when you have to put your life, and someone elses on the line for what you believe in. Thats what you have to prepare for, Carter." He looked at him and shrugged, setting his glass down, half full still.
He needed to be clear, needed to think in his own way. "I want to go see Jack tomorrow morning, early." He wasnt even sure why, but he wanted to.
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