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Post by perch on Aug 23, 2006 20:10:08 GMT -5
Ninas eyes widened. "really? dats so.. upsettin" she said trying to imagine what it was like for your own friends to try and turn you in for a reward. "well, i'd nevah do dat and i'm shoah dat none of da udders would. Like you said befoah, we're all sort of family" She said with a smile on her face.
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Post by bandit on Aug 23, 2006 20:16:30 GMT -5
"ya and Ise de black sheep" he laughed " ya I know I can trust youse guys even though Spot Conlon didn't really seem to take a likin' to me "
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Post by perch on Aug 23, 2006 20:42:39 GMT -5
"Spot doesn't seem ta take a likin to most people" she said. "don't feel bad about it, it's nothin personal" Perch finished off her hotdog and wiped her hands with her napkin.
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Post by bandit on Aug 23, 2006 21:06:08 GMT -5
"leaders are suposed to lead PEOPLE so Ise think he should like PEOPLE" he said resting his head on his arm.
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Post by perch on Aug 23, 2006 23:02:24 GMT -5
"youd think" perch said and sighed. "don't worry bout it, Iffin he really didn't like ya den you woulda known it by now"
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Post by bandit on Aug 24, 2006 9:43:59 GMT -5
"Ya prolly" he said shrugging "We'll Ive been goin' on bout me , tell me bout you" he smiled
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Post by perch on Aug 24, 2006 23:43:45 GMT -5
Nina shrugged. "Like what?" she asked.
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Post by bandit on Aug 25, 2006 23:15:26 GMT -5
"Ise don't know, your history or somthin' " he shrugged he wasn't good with converstaon.
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Post by perch on Aug 27, 2006 17:20:27 GMT -5
"well, my parents died when i was young" she started. " i was sent ta live wit my aunt but she was abusive and mean and such so i ran away once i was old enough ta plan me escape. Lived on the streets for a few yeahs sellin newspapers and movin from lodgin house ta lodgin house till i made my way to new york and den i came heah ta brooklyn." She smiled and said, "been here evah since"
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Post by bandit on Sept 1, 2006 18:02:23 GMT -5
"Man youse can just forget your troubles hear huh?" he said sighing " nobody cares bout your past"
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Post by perch on Sept 7, 2006 18:48:21 GMT -5
"If ya don't wanna tell noo ne bout yer past then ya dun gotta" She said. "it's nice.. and different"
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Sept 10, 2006 22:01:12 GMT -5
Lucky could smell the Souvlaki from the street. She was starving, she hadn't eaten in awhile and she loved Greek food. Her dad had always taken her to this place, well sorta. He'd gone in and come out with food and they'd eat on their way to the next gambling hall. She lilted her head in question at the people around her and made her way to an empty booth.
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Post by natalie on Oct 17, 2006 21:17:21 GMT -5
Gabbi entered the restaurant and saw a girl that she knew. She didnt sit by the girl, though, she decided to sit alone. She found the back booth empty and took a seat there. She sighed, realizing that she didnt really have any friends, and only one or two acquaintences in Brooklyn.
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Post by ambereen on Oct 21, 2006 14:58:37 GMT -5
((New day))
Blink led Moira in, and to the back booth, taking a seat. "I like this place. Haven't been here in a long time though."
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Post by moira on Oct 21, 2006 15:02:02 GMT -5
Moira shrugged. "Never been here, of course." She laughed. "Me in my isolated little world here." She sat down.
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