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Post by newsiesonamission on May 24, 2006 14:32:21 GMT -5
SlingShot looked slowly up at Spot. "For....I'm sorry I don't know his name.." She trailed off. "Spot, I'm sorry about yesterday... I mean, the way I just broke down like that... I'm really sorry" She hung her head.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:34:06 GMT -5
Spot shrugged, "You were one of the few I didn't want to kill." Spot sighed loudly, "Dis burough, its gettin' to be a joke, ya know?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 24, 2006 14:36:55 GMT -5
SlingShot looked up hesitating. "I guess... maybe a little... the others have probably heard about the fighting and all... I mean, we are supposed to be united not against each other..."
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:38:16 GMT -5
Spot nodded, "Dat is true. I was hoping that a death, *cough* terrible as it was. Would...bring us closer, ya know?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 24, 2006 14:42:03 GMT -5
SlingShot shook her head. "The death is tearing us apart. Different people believe different things, and many of them just don't want to unite for the common cause...I think the death just made things worse. If we are going into a bourough war, for the first time... Brooklyn could be defeated..." She lowered her head again, horrified at the thought of her beloved home being beaten down.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:43:04 GMT -5
Spot snapped his head up, "Brooklyn will never be defeated. We just gotta pull ourselves together. I don't know how though."
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 24, 2006 14:44:33 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded slowly. "That's just the problem, isn't it? How to get everyone to pull together. Spot, I want you to know that I am willing to help in any way I can. I won't be able to take it if another of my homes is torn apart..." She trailed off, feeling she had said too much too off the point.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:46:58 GMT -5
"Me niedda'h kid. Me niedda'h." Spot said while sadly shaking his head.
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 24, 2006 14:53:00 GMT -5
SlingShot watched him. "Spot... What will we do if we ... " She swallowed hard "If we lose?" The question in her head was 'what will I do?'
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Post by spotconlon on May 25, 2006 14:51:39 GMT -5
Spot glared at her, "Ain't nuttin gunna happen to Brooklyn. I don't want anyone talking like dat. We will win."
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 25, 2006 14:58:51 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded her head rapidly. "You're right Spot. But we have ta convince da odders of dat..."
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Post by spotconlon on May 25, 2006 16:43:11 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know kid, I know."
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 25, 2006 20:51:50 GMT -5
SlingShot was silent for a long moment, then looked up at Spot. "How are we gonna do it Spot? Half of them are angry as anything with me for what I said earlier. And then I went and broke down in tears.... How will we do it??"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 27, 2006 18:08:40 GMT -5
"We keep our heads up." Red said from a corner. He raised his hand in apology for interupting. "We're Brooklyn, we can do it." His eyes glinted. "besides, i hoid dat da Brooklyn Body Guards are comin home."
The Brooklyn Body Guards were two brothers, named Razor and Blade, whose skills with weapons were only surpassed with their love of Brooklyn. They would know what to do, and above all, they would know how to get people to listen to the leader.
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 27, 2006 19:24:25 GMT -5
SlingShot looked up at Red, slightly irritated, but got over it with curiosity. "Who are da Brooklyn Body Guards?"
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