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Post by ramble on Jul 20, 2006 10:06:15 GMT -5
He turned. "Say about what?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her, honestly wondering what she meant by that.
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Post by dazzle on Jul 20, 2006 11:08:54 GMT -5
"Oh, nothing," Dazzle replied, "But aren't you supposed ta be headin' ta work?" She raised an eyebrow at him.
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Post by ramble on Jul 20, 2006 15:44:52 GMT -5
Ramble smirked at her. "I still wanna know what you meant... and i don't mean nothing either..." he smiled. "Anyways, since her majesty has ordered my off... i shall leave you and your noble stack of newspapers alone..." he laughed, being a goofball...again in the proper english accent. "Far thee well, fair maiden!"
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Post by dazzle on Jul 20, 2006 16:19:01 GMT -5
"Well, dat the answer your gonna get," Dazzle sassed back. She rolled her eyes at the last part, "Newspapers aren't noble and fair maiden?" She raised an eyebrow and shook her head.
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Post by ramble on Jul 20, 2006 16:42:56 GMT -5
He moved back over to her. "Ah.. but thats where your wrong! Newspaper's are noble! Without them... where would we be?" he whispered, leaning towards her slightly, he raised his eyebrows expectantly.
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Post by dazzle on Jul 20, 2006 17:19:27 GMT -5
"Where would we be? Well, I guess we'll just have ta use our imagination aren't we," Dazzle said as she stood her grounds. Though she wanted to move, she didn't like getting to close to people. "But I'm sure we can all guess where you would be."
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Post by ramble on Jul 20, 2006 20:08:29 GMT -5
He sat back down and raised his eyebrows. "Hmm.. and where would that be?" he figured she was capturing the oppertunity to mock him in some way, shape or form.
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Post by dazzle on Jul 21, 2006 9:48:54 GMT -5
Dazzle smiled, "I'll let you make your own judgment on dat one. Ya should us ya imagination, it would help just a tad." She turned and started to skip away, but remembered her papers and turned back around to grab them. "Well, see ya later."
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Post by ramble on Jul 21, 2006 18:01:16 GMT -5
"Don't forget they noble newspaper fair maiden!" he laughed in that corny british accent and turned away, walking back to the track with a goofy smile on his face.
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Post by Prince on Aug 15, 2006 15:38:08 GMT -5
((New Day))
Prince sat on the ledge of the fountain. It was the middle of the afternoon, and she didn't have a lot to do once she was done selling. If anyone needed her they'd come and find her, or so she figured. And more often then not she could be found here, so it's here that she was.
She looked up at the sky before she laid down on her side, staying on the ledge of the fountain. She took one of her fingers and ran it along the top of the water drawing small circles. She sighed and stared at her reflection.
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Post by johnmarks on Aug 20, 2006 0:00:18 GMT -5
John had grabbed a paper from a newsies who was down to his last paper. He opened the paper to read a story the boy was shouting, coming to realize that the story wasn't there at all, instead of reading about a horrible armed robbery, John was reading how a few kids stole from a candy store. John laughed and shook his head. He wasn't mad..he knew what they had to do to make ends meet
John found a small fountain that look nice and quiet to sit and read the paper. He found and empty spot and sat down, flipping the pages, reading about weather and politics, and of course...medicine
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Post by Prince on Aug 20, 2006 2:05:56 GMT -5
Prince looked up. It appeared that an adult had joined her at her fountain. Or... what she called her fountain anyway. That meant she had to act like a boy. She stood up and straightened her cap on her head, made sure her hair was tucked in, and mentally lowered the pitch of her voice. She walked over to the man. "Excuse me?" she said in a convincing tone. "Excuse me sir?"
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Post by johnmarks on Aug 20, 2006 20:18:48 GMT -5
John looked up at the young child and took off his glasses.
"Hello, young man."
He folded up his paper and sat it down next to him. John was on his way to work, dressed in black slack a white button down shirt and a long white coat, and for some reason John always worse his stethoscope around his neck.
"Can i help you?" John didn't want to sound rude or anything. He was just trying to make conversation with the young boy.
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Post by Prince on Aug 21, 2006 18:31:20 GMT -5
"Not really, but... I just thought you looked familiar," Prince said shrugging. "Hey, you're that new doctah in town ain'tcha?" she said still keeping her pitch low. The last thing she needed was a doctor figuring out she was a girl. She'd heard about him though, and read headlines about a new doctor in town.
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Post by johnmarks on Aug 22, 2006 8:13:38 GMT -5
John smiled "Yes...I am....The names John Marks..." He holds his hand out for a handshake "..and your name is?"
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(c)Red