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Post by razor on Jun 5, 2006 10:46:29 GMT -5
"Spot." Razor gave him a nod, "Got something warm ta drink in dis place?" He stood with his arms crossed, foot tapping slightly on the ground. It was a habit of his, to stand like that. "And did they 'let us out?'" He snorted. "Leadah, you know bettah den dat."
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Post by newsiesonamission on Jun 5, 2006 14:28:07 GMT -5
SlingShot cocked her head towards Spot, waiting for an explanation from him on all this stuff.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Jun 7, 2006 16:00:12 GMT -5
((new day, just cause we have to do something. hope it doesnt cause a problem!!))
"Spot?" Ace walked in, looking a little worried. He had done some thinking on the way over, and realized that the chances of him living depended on what mood the other leader was in at that particular moment. Not outstanding odds knowing Spot. "We need ta talk." He gave him a look. "In private."
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 7, 2006 22:04:28 GMT -5
Spot looked at Ace worridly, he guided the leader my his elbow to a secluded corner. "Alright, start talking."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Jun 7, 2006 22:06:57 GMT -5
"Im pullin my kids out, Spot." He said immediately, "Im feeling uneasy about this. Something wrong, and im not letting the Bronx suffer any more for it."
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 7, 2006 22:09:48 GMT -5
Spot looked at his feet, then back up at Ace, "Git out." he said simply. This was the first order he had ever given his "friend".
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Jun 7, 2006 22:10:44 GMT -5
He shook his head gently. "Im not doing this on impulse, Spot. I've been thinking about this a lot, its not an idle fear."
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 7, 2006 22:13:57 GMT -5
"I said git out." Spot still refused to look Ace in the eyes, he didn't care about any reasons. If he had truly thought it over he would have consulted Spot first.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Jun 7, 2006 22:15:39 GMT -5
Spot shrugged his shoulders, turning on his heel. "I hope you think about this a little bit, Spot. The Bronx is neutral now." That had to be the first time that had ever happened too.
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 7, 2006 22:17:54 GMT -5
" Don't come back, and watch your back. I don't control Raz or Blade." Spot said, venom dripping from every word.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Jun 7, 2006 22:19:32 GMT -5
Ace sighed, "See ya round Spot." He hated this, hated doing this. But it was necessary, and right now he was thanking God for keeping Spot from killing him. Because he wasn't too sure if he could have fought back.
Now...he had to go tell his kids.
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 7, 2006 22:20:55 GMT -5
Spot was thinking along the same lines. Why hadn't he killed Ace? He had certainly deserved it. Well, he didn't wanna lose any more support of his already support lacking Brooklyn newsies. Well, time to got tell HIS kids.
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Post by Prince on Jun 12, 2006 20:17:57 GMT -5
((new night!))
Prince was absolutely soaked through, and it was now completely obvious she was a girl because her hair was out of her hat and it was soaked as well. She threw open the door and called into the lodging house. "SPOT! SPOT! YOU HERE? SPOT!" she said looking around the downstairs. She was out of breath from running all the way from Queens, and really hoped Spot wouldn't be difficult to find.
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 12, 2006 22:02:24 GMT -5
Spot came rushing downstairs. He saw Prince and stopped dead in his tracks.
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Post by Prince on Jun 12, 2006 22:04:02 GMT -5
"Spot! Thank Goodness! Look, Red, he showed up in Queens... and... I dunno why he came, but he did, in this rain, and he's in big trouble. Spot, he's coughing, and runnin' a temperature, and... Spot ya gotta come he needs ya!" she said pleading. She'd said it all quite fast, so she hoped Spot had understood her.
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(c)Red