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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 0:07:53 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 0:07:53 GMT -5
She turned a small grin into a smirk, still gazing at her hands. "It was nuthin' Spot, you know I'd do anythin'.." She left out the for you part, though most Brooklyn newsies would have no problem saying it. At the moment it just felt a bit too... warm.
Taking a small puff she shrugged a bit. "Says she'll let ya know when, sometime aftah some hoity-toity ball theys all goin' to, an' that her kids is ready ta fight. Take out Queens foist."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 0:41:55 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 0:41:55 GMT -5
Spot nodded at her. "Oi...move ovah a bit. Let a leadah sit, whydontcha?" He smirked, an amused tone in his voice.
He tapped some ash of his cigarette before taking another long drag. "Well...we'll see 'bout her kids...but I knows we are..." He snorted a bit. "Jacky boy went as me for dat ball. STill tryin' ta figure out how ta make him pay for dat."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 0:52:48 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 0:52:48 GMT -5
She scooted over and snorted lightly at his comment about the Manhattan leader. "What's he got a death wish or somthin'?" Taking another drag she couldn't hide the amusement in her eyes, the mental image just too hilarious to ignore. "I think I'da paid ta see it though.."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 0:55:23 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 0:55:23 GMT -5
Spot snorted and sat next to her. He finished his cigarette and flicked the butt out onto the escape. "Yeah I think he does." He smirked and chuckled a bit. "Oh I betcha would have. Especially if you gots ta see Me beat up myself. Bet da newsies woulda loved that." HE shrugged. He didn't have a huge issue of with it. He could grudgingly admit it was all in good fun...but he still wouldnt let Jack get away with it.
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:00:48 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 1:00:48 GMT -5
"Yeah I bet they would have," she said with a small nod, then cocking her head slightly she gave her cigarette a few thoughtful puffs. "I wondah which Spot woulda won?" A barely visible smirk tugged at her lips as she gazed up at the sky. Of course she was just having fun, and everyone, including Jack Kelly, knew the answer to the question.
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:02:38 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 1:02:38 GMT -5
Spot shoved her a bit with his shoulder, puffing out his chest a bit. "Oi...dontcha be doubtin' me now.." He snorted softly. "I woulda kicked dat imposta's arse and made shoire I stuck da fake cane some place special."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:10:10 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 1:10:10 GMT -5
She laughed loudly at this, easily grabbing a bar to keep her balance from the shove. "I don't doubt that foah one second."
Flicking her cigarette to join Spot's below she sighed deeply, leaning her head against brick building. After a moment she broke the companionable silence, turning her head just enough to see him. "So ya aint worried 'bout Queens? I mean, dem Racs aint exactly kids or nuthin'."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:16:00 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 1:16:00 GMT -5
Spot shrugged and looked at her from the corner of her eye. "Worried?" He spoke evenly. "If ya don't think ya can handle goin.."
He didn't mean it in a meligning way. Smalls could usually handle anything thrown at her, but he also knew that they had rattled her, and he would be a bad leader, not to mention a bad friend to ask her to face those nappers. But he hoped she would try.
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:26:45 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 1:26:45 GMT -5
She smirked. "Ya couldn't stop me from goin', I jist want ta make shore ya know what were up against heah," Shaking her head lightly she turned to meet his gaze again, giving him a grim look. "From what I heah, da Brooklyn guys considahd the softie of the bunch." As far as she knew he was the only one Spot had ever met. Not wanting him to lose faith in her she attempted another smirk. "Guess that jist means it's gonna be more fun though huh?"
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 1:40:42 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 1:40:42 GMT -5
Spot nodded, smiling inwardly. That was his Smalls. "Well good ta know Is got ya with me durin' da fight." He snorted. "Dat Brooklyn' won had an attitude. Well see if he's a softie or not."
Spot pulled out another cigarette, offering her one. "Of course its more fun." He chuckled. "We Brooklynites live for soakins."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 12:32:58 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 12:32:58 GMT -5
She gladly accepted the offer, lighting hers up then holding the flame out for him. "It'll be nice ta have Red back aftah we's done, been sorta weird without 'im always stickin' his dock workin' nose inta newsboy business huh?" She grinned briefly, relaxing against the wall again. "I'm surprised he hasn't run yet.."
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 23:33:28 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 16, 2006 23:33:28 GMT -5
Spot shrugged, leaning down to light his cigarette. "Is don't know. Red's been funny lately. Dat Fancy goil just made him soft and all wishy washy." He spit over the edge.
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Bunks
Nov 16, 2006 23:58:32 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 16, 2006 23:58:32 GMT -5
Smalls grinned, shaking the match out and giving it a toss. "I t'ought they was ovah?" She shook her head, still grinning slightly, and remembering the time she caught Fancy in the park with another guy.
Taking a long drag on her cigarette she blew it out slowly before continuing. "Seems like all kinds a Brooklyn boys is fallin' prey ta females huh?" She had been disgusted when she'd heard about Razor's "downfall".
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Bunks
Nov 17, 2006 17:44:06 GMT -5
Post by spotconlon on Nov 17, 2006 17:44:06 GMT -5
Spot shrugged. "I guess...but he got dat damn goil pregnant. So he's always gonna be soft now."
He snorted. "Yeas...but Is aint fallin' for anyone. I ain't goin' soft on ya." He took a drag. "And Razah...well...dat boy is too soft even for his scrap of a goil. He got one moire chance ta fix his place in dis burrough."
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Bunks
Nov 17, 2006 20:46:24 GMT -5
Post by Smalls on Nov 17, 2006 20:46:24 GMT -5
She gave a small nod as she blew out puff of smoke, knowing he was serious about Razor. Resting her elbows again on her knees she gave a wry grin. "No one's evah worried that you're goin' soft Conlon, trust me."
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