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Post by dusty on Oct 3, 2006 21:43:50 GMT -5
Dusty smiled lightly. "Thanks Prince." a blush came to her cheeks. She looked away in slight embarrassement. "So hows courting Jackey Boy coming?" she asked rather boldly. But she was interested to know!
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Post by Prince on Oct 3, 2006 21:46:45 GMT -5
Prince smiled back until the question of her and Jack came up. Prince shrugged a little. "Well with these guys around heah, and all da problems dey been causin' we ain't had much time ta see eachothah. But it's goin' okay," she said nodding slightly. It was as though it were a common subject she was asked every day.
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Post by dusty on Oct 3, 2006 21:51:45 GMT -5
She smiled lightly. "I always thought you liked him..." she thought out loud, not realizing it. She gazed at Prince dreamily. She had often thought about who she thought would end up with who... and somehow she always thought Prince and Jack went well together. Her smile dropped as she realized what she had just said. "Um... sorry..." she grinned innocently.
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Post by Prince on Oct 3, 2006 21:54:58 GMT -5
Prince laughed and gave her a genuine smile. "It's alright," she said smiling. "We... have a good time together," she said nodding. And that was important, wasn't it? Enjoying eachother's company.
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Post by dusty on Oct 4, 2006 7:28:43 GMT -5
Dusty nodded slowly. "Yeah." she surveyed Prince for a few moments before she even thought of speaking again. "Prince, what exactly are these theif people? I've never heard of them before..." she explained. Avalanche wouldn't tell her anything of them, except the fact that, to her dismay, he was one of them. She really hoped Prince would know... if she didn't Dusty would have to just find them herself.
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Post by Prince on Oct 4, 2006 12:18:48 GMT -5
Prince sighed a little. "They call demselves da Racounters. Deir da ones responsible for all da bad things that have been goin' on around recently. Like... Ariannette goin' missin'... And Red goin' missin'. They steal money from people, and they get the newsies to do it for 'em. They get newsies in their debt too, and make them pay it back by woikin' for 'em. They hurt people Dusty. I dunno if their woikers hurt people, but I can almost promise you dat dose men do a lot of da damage demselves. Their bad people. Dat's all dere is to it," she said with a slight shrug.
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Post by flanna on Oct 4, 2006 14:35:11 GMT -5
Flanna was dressed as a boy again, slipping through the crowds of the streets. She wasn't sure why she was out, but hopefully she would be back home before Razor got home.
Seeing Prince and some other girl, she smiled softly, walking over. "Hi...hope I'm not intruding..." Her voice was much quieter than it used to be, still pale, with a few bruises still visible on her skin.
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Post by dusty on Oct 4, 2006 17:50:30 GMT -5
Dusty nodded to Prince. "I just hope Alex knows this."
She looked up at the new girl. "No, your not. I'm Dusty." she offered, smiling back at her nervously. She didn't make eye contact with the other, it was to awkward just because of the topic they had been on.
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Post by flanna on Oct 4, 2006 17:57:33 GMT -5
Flanna finched a bit and put out her right hand. "Flanna." She paused. "....You haven't...seen any of the Raconteur out today...have you?" She bit her lip nervously. She may have to make a speedy escape...hopefully her male garb would give her time.
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Post by Prince on Oct 4, 2006 20:28:46 GMT -5
Prince looked up at Flanna a little shocked. She had heard about the Racounters, but hadn't seen anyone who acctually had spent a lot of time with them. Prince stood up slowly. "Hiya Flanna..." she said with a small wave. "Nah... no I ain't seen none of 'em around, not taday, not for a while." She looked her over once quickly. She then just a little quieter said, "Are you okay?" in her normal voice pitch.
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Post by flanna on Oct 4, 2006 20:34:52 GMT -5
Flanna seemed to relax a little when Prince told her that they hadn't been seen. "Good." She flinched again and heard the okay question. "I'm...now that I'm out, I'm fine." She put a piece of her shorter hair out of her face, revealing her left, 4 fingered hand. "Though sometimes I think I'm losing it." She laughed a little, but it didn't meet her eyes.
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Post by dusty on Oct 5, 2006 8:08:34 GMT -5
Dusty listened carefully. Her eyes landed on Flanna's hand and she stopped. "Flanna! What happened to your hand?" she asked incrediously. She quickly became worried. Aparently this wasn't like the girl and this got Dusty rather nervous.
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Post by flanna on Oct 5, 2006 11:58:54 GMT -5
(..btw prince: jack muse likes the choice for anne hathaway!)
Flanna quickly stuffed her hand back in her pocket, her voice falling to a near inaudible level. "...I was punished."
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Post by Prince on Oct 5, 2006 12:35:34 GMT -5
(Yay! Thank you! ^.^)
Prince looked from Dusty to Flanna with a scowl on her face. She didn't like the way that Flanna had said that, but wouldn't pursue it. "where are you staying now?" she asked her just as quietly, she wanted to be sure she was safe.
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Post by brigmal on Oct 5, 2006 14:33:52 GMT -5
A boy walked towards the fountain, his red hair just brimed the side of his brown cap. He was a very strong looking, muscular boy standing about 6 feet tall. Despite his large, tall figure, it was easy to see that he was only about 16 or 17. He walked with a sense of lonelyness, yet he seemed fine with it. His eyes darted around the area, and his steps were slow and steady. He stopped by the fountain when his eyes settles on the two girl talking. He smiled and walked over, not thinking about interrupting anything, "Hey, da name's Brigmal." He said, looked back and forth from the one girl to the other.
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(c)Red