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Post by peem on Jun 2, 2006 22:49:10 GMT -5
Peem's eyes would have gotten real big if he had been facing Sparks. shitshithsit... He wasn't in the mood to fight, and It wouldn't be a plesant one if it came to that. Peem was at least....7 inches shorter than the other.
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Post by sparks on Jun 2, 2006 22:51:59 GMT -5
Sparks shrugged his shoulders, "It's in my blood, 'sides, someones gotta be. Prince can't watch de entiah burrough by herself."
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jun 2, 2006 22:53:43 GMT -5
Blaize dived into the water, coming up and shaking his hair from his eyes. "I know she cant, and i think its great you're helping her out." He chuckled lightly. "You're good for it- mr.giant. Im a twig."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 3, 2006 13:50:43 GMT -5
Skittery snorted at Sparks, "Yeah...pink.." he grumbled before hopping back in the water. God how he hated his pink unionsuit.... He surfaced and looked at Sparks again, "Sparks, right?" He questioned as a greeting and looked at the others exspectantly. They didn't even look remotly familiar and obviously Connor wasn't from Queens if Sparks didn't recognize him - but then again maybe he wasnt a newsie. He pushed the thought aside and slipped under the water and started to scrubb at his head.
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Post by sparks on Jun 3, 2006 14:25:37 GMT -5
The tall russian nodded his head in the positive, "Yea, Sparks. I was actually t'inkin o' headin' out ta 'Hatten this week. Been awhile since Ise been out dat way."
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Post by peem on Jun 3, 2006 15:36:04 GMT -5
Peem stayed quiet, realizing that he perhaps was quite stupid for even staying this long in Queens. Well...he was here, and he was going to have a good time. Tired of all the talking about maybe kicking his ass, he tackled Blaize, dunking him under water.
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jun 3, 2006 15:41:56 GMT -5
Yelping, Blaize got a mouthful of water. Hacking, coughing, and sputtering. He pushed the other off and jerked to the surface, glaring at the other. "Ooooo, that's it. Come here." He growled and pulled the other under, laughing.
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Post by peem on Jun 3, 2006 15:53:14 GMT -5
Peem went under laughing, swimming out of Blaize's grasp. "Jerk! No more cake!" He laughed harder, splashing them all.
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jun 3, 2006 15:55:08 GMT -5
"That's low, Conner!" He put on a face of mock hurt. "Im British- i need my cake!"
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Post by Skittery on Jun 3, 2006 20:00:07 GMT -5
"Yeah well, it ain't really da most charmin' place right now." Skittery snorted. People in Manhattan were fighting and if they weren’t fighting they were suspicious. He adverted his eyes to the other two who were playing and wrinkled up his forehead. They ran into his bath and he really was not in the mood to be around four year-olds.
Skittery covered his face as Peem splashed. He was not here to act like a two year old and frankly it was irritating him to no end. He waded over to Peem and gave him a hard shove followed up by a sneer. "Keep yer flirtin ' to each other!" He said snidely and started to wade back towards Sparks, at least he was sane.
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Post by firecracker on Jun 7, 2006 16:47:50 GMT -5
((New Day))
A girl with two long, light blond braids ran down to the shore, jumping over the sharp rocks and smiling widely. She loved the sea, always had and always would. Firecracker also felt the triumph that she and Pie Eater had managed to come through Brooklyn without any bruises. Heck, nobody had even come close to seeing the two Manhattaners.
"See, Docta, no bruises!" she stated, laughing. Doctor was her new nickname for the poor newsboy. "Dey should make some kinda badge dat says 'I went through "Bruisin' Brooklyn" and survived!'"
Okay, those sugary rolls had defiantly done wonders on her level of sanity. She took off hr shoes and peeled off her socks, not bothering to take off her other articles. Laughing, she ran down one of the docks and dived in, enjoying the cool shock of the water. Opening her eyes, she smiled as a fish swam by, exploring the underwater playground as long as her lungs would let her. After a few seconds, she resurfaced.
"C'mon, da wadda's fine!"
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Post by pieeater on Jun 7, 2006 18:54:48 GMT -5
Pie Eater took his precious time around the rocks - not because he didn't enjoy running around but because Firecracker had spent the majority of his energy on the walk over. He sat on a rock and pulled off his boots and threw his hat on top of them. Everything else was covered in a white crust and needed to be washed. Rather than jumping in fully clothed like his counter part he peeled down so he was only in his skivvies (a la Carrying the Banner). He jumped into the water the same way she did, deciding to first enjoy a swim then wash the gross clothes.
He surfaced so he was closer to her and shook his head to get the water out of his eyes. "Doctor, eh?" He questioned as he treaded water, "an' whats wrong wit Pie Eater?" Everything was wrong with pie eater as far as he was concerned but it had been his name for years, it was odd to get another one.
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Post by firecracker on Jun 7, 2006 19:40:26 GMT -5
"It doesn't describe ya good enough!" Firecracker said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Shoah, dey got da eatah part right, but it shoulda been Roll or Bread Eater instead. Besides, Doctah makes less sense than Pie Eater, so it works!"
It was only her strange logic that could make sense of what she was saying, and she was darn proud of it. Grinning, she splashed the newsboy, pretending to pinch her nose.
"Ya shoah need a bath! Yer almost as bad as da Delancey bruddas!" she stated, before diving under again, not giving him the chance to reply. Sure, she'd have to resurface sometime, but it was funner to use procrastination to its best extent.
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Post by pieeater on Jun 7, 2006 22:43:00 GMT -5
Pie Eater laughed, she made no sense just like the name so at least it worked for her to call him that. He guarded his eyes from the splashing and went to push a wave in her face when she popped back under the water, the wave rolling forward on the water not interfered. Just have to get her next time.
The constant treading was exhausting so he swam back to the shore and slowly walked out of the water toawrds his lump of clothes. He grabbed his shirt and pants and head back to the water. This time only getting waist deep he began to scrub at his clothes under the water, a transparent white cloud forming as the milk crust dissolved.
"I'd like ta thank you for the pleasure of having wet clothes for the rest of the day.." He snorted not looking up to see if she was even out of the water.
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Post by firecracker on Jun 7, 2006 23:07:42 GMT -5
Firecracker resurfaced a few seconds later, wishing humans were able to breath underwater. Darn lungs. Wasn't there some place she could trade them in for gills? She turned over on her back, floating easily. Obviously, she had been born and raised around water and could swim excellently. Heck, her mother had once told her that she had learned to swim before she could walk. Who knew if that was true, but it was still reassuring to be the master of some art besides wise cracking.
"Ah, it was nuttin', Doctah," she stated, rolling her eyes lazily. "'Sides, I'se gonna be goin' 'round wearin' wet clothes too, so shudd up."
Grinning, she tried to touch the bottom of the water with her feet. People always seemed to worry about her because of her small stature, but she wasn't about to let her height ruin her swimming. Feeling her toes touch the sandy bottom, she turned and dived in, her palms reaching out for the surface below. Finding it, she steadied herself, her legs still above the water as she demonstrated the little trick. Her soggy, navy blue trousers fell around her knees as she moved one hand in front of the other, doing a walking handstand underwater. Tricks in the water were always funner than tricks on the land.
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