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Post by Collin Russiani on May 27, 2006 19:26:05 GMT -5
"Two kids from a military family." He shrugged, "Good fighters, good guys. They were transferred to a jail in Jersey, but they're out and comin back. Beyond dat, not much is known bout em. But they'll help."
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 27, 2006 19:27:21 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded. "But what about da odders? How da we convince dem??" She looked from Spot to Red and back again, worrying that she was worrying too much.
((wow shes being really weird and its really making me laugh))
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 27, 2006 19:30:25 GMT -5
He sighed, "I dunno, but we gotta." He turned those eyes to Spot. "You're bein really quiet, Leadah. You all right?"
((hah. ^^))
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 27, 2006 19:49:29 GMT -5
SlingShot turned her attention to Spot. She had been wondering the same thing. She waited expectantly for Spot to answer.
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Post by spotconlon on May 29, 2006 8:35:33 GMT -5
"No, I ain't alright, wese got a war goin on for heaven sakes. But I am very interested to meet these two cats in town. But we do need to convice the udda'hs" he looked at Red, "Starting with Fancy."
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 29, 2006 16:25:56 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded. "From the looks of her, that may be the hardest thing of all to do".
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Post by spotconlon on May 29, 2006 18:21:07 GMT -5
Spot sense that Red would start to protest, "Now I don't mind da broad...goil I mean. And if she wants to betray the Bronx and be friends wit udda'h boroughs, dats Ace's problem. But she can't do that in Brooklyn. Seems fair dont it?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 29, 2006 21:39:54 GMT -5
SlingShot nodded, and looked over at Red, finally realizing the offense she may have caused. "I didn't really mean it that way, Red..." She trailed off, realizing that she had meant it EXACTLY that way...
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 29, 2006 21:54:18 GMT -5
"Whatever." He muttered darkly, getting up and walking off, hands in his pockets. "There is not going to be any 'fixing' of my fiancee." He began.
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 30, 2006 7:59:08 GMT -5
SlingShot cut in, slightly irritated. "Red, I don't want to start this fight again. We are on the same side and a fight will have the same outcome as it did before and I don't feel like dealing with that. We were only saying that she might need some...convincing. And.... Maybe YOU should be the one to do it. After, all, she is your fiancee. You of all people should be able to get through to her. "
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 9:01:25 GMT -5
Fancy stalked into the lodging house, slamming the door behind her. "That is IT!" she shouted. "I have had it with you!" she pointed a finger at Spot menacingly. "You have done nothing but make this whole situation WORSE!" she spat out. Her body positivly shook with rage as she rounded on Spot. She huffed and leaned against the wall, completly out of breath. She hadn't even noticed SlingShot or Red. There was something different about Fancy today, however. Her left arm was covered in a series of cuts and burns. She pulled her arm into her protectivly, hoping no one had noticed, but she was to preoccupied with being furious with Spot, that she completly forgot within the next two minutes.
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 30, 2006 11:02:01 GMT -5
SlingShot saw Fancy's arm and was concerned despite her comtempt for the girl. "Fancy... What happened??". She came towards Fancy, trying to get a good look at the injuries. "Who did this?"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 12:03:43 GMT -5
Red moved SlingShot to the side as he pulled Fancy's arm easily into the light, holding it gently in his hands. "Fancy." He said softly, sternly. It was the voice he had used when he was leader. "What happened?"
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Post by newsiesonamission on May 30, 2006 14:29:38 GMT -5
SlingShot let Red move her aside, slightly irritated, but more concerned with Fancy. She did'nt know why. Probably because Red cared about her and Red was a Brooklyn newsie and...
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Post by spotconlon on May 30, 2006 14:35:41 GMT -5
Spot rolled his eyes, he wasnt going to sympathize over a bruised arm when she had just yelled at him. "I told you never to come back here." Spot said glaring at the girl. He stood up and left the room. He was in no mood for being yelled at. He "Just tink about it Red..." He trailed off as he exited
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