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Post by Prince on Sept 3, 2006 2:15:08 GMT -5
"Well I'll tell ya... I dunno how it got dere, but... well it's tellin' people that if they wanna make more money dey should go an' talk to some guy about it." She sighed a bit and rolled her eyes. "I dunno what ta think about it. I was just gonna go and investigate." She laughed a little. "Heh, sorry... uhhh... where ya from?"
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 3, 2006 15:52:50 GMT -5
"Brooklyn." She hadn't heard anything about it. She was so happy that Coop was back she must've just rushed right passed it. Any way to make money didn't seem like a bad idea. "I moved here about two years ago."
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Post by Prince on Sept 3, 2006 20:31:28 GMT -5
"Like it?" she asked with a small curious smile. Seemed like the girl was saying a bit more now. Which... couldn't be a bad thing, now could it?
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 3, 2006 22:43:22 GMT -5
Emmanuelle turned her nose up in disgust and then smiled. "It's not Brooklyn, that's for sure." She shrugged. "But I guess it's pretty nice. You born here?"
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Post by Prince on Sept 4, 2006 13:50:51 GMT -5
Prince smiled back in return. "Uhhh nah, nah I wasn't born in Queens..." she shook her head no. "But I like it heah a lot," she said with a small shrug. "But I'm partial, a lotta my friends live heah. I like it. It's home."
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 4, 2006 19:42:01 GMT -5
"If you don't mind me asking," Emmanuelle said, sitting up, "where are you from?"
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Post by Prince on Sept 5, 2006 22:55:55 GMT -5
She shrugged slightly. To be honest, she did mind her asking, but she wasn't going to say that. "Ain't important where I'm from, just so long as I know I ain't nevah goin' back." She had run away and... she had absolutely no intention of going back.
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 6, 2006 18:12:30 GMT -5
Her eyes widened slightly and her heart sank. She knew that first hand. She couldn't go back to Brooklyn, though she longed to. Everything she knew was there. She nodded and murmered "That's what it must be like for Coop."
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Post by Prince on Sept 6, 2006 18:46:10 GMT -5
"Huh?" she Prince said. "Who'se Coop?" she asked. She didn't mean to pry, but... it seemed like this 'Coop' was someone Emmanuelle knew, so Prince was a little interested in who it was.
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 6, 2006 21:10:55 GMT -5
"Just an old friend," she answered plainly
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Post by Prince on Sept 6, 2006 22:59:17 GMT -5
"Oh..." she said nodding slowly. "Thought maybe he was ya bruddah or ya... relative, or somethin'." She would have said boy friend, but she got the feeling that was a bad idea, so she said relative instead.
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 6, 2006 23:38:17 GMT -5
Emmanuelle smiled, almost laughing. "Yeah..." She looked at the ground and then back at Prince. "I guess you could say that. He was like my brother."
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Post by Prince on Sept 7, 2006 23:32:34 GMT -5
Prince smiled back. "Always nice ta have a bruddah figure, but why the was?" she asked. The way she'd talked about him, she didn't think that he was... gone, or dead or anything. Or so she hoped. If she was talking about a dead guy she was going to apologize for asking as soon as possible.
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Post by emmanuelle on Sept 8, 2006 0:39:37 GMT -5
"He' changed. He's the same, but at the same time different." She looked at Prince. "If that makes sense."
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Post by mini on Sept 8, 2006 21:51:42 GMT -5
A confident knock came from the doorway. A girl was leaning against the door frame arms folded across her chest. Dressed in pants and a baggy shirt, with her hair hanging down her back, and a hat dangling in her hand. "'Cuse me, lookin' foh da leadeh of Queens."
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