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Post by spotconlon on Oct 2, 2006 21:01:22 GMT -5
Spot Conlon was sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette. Looking at Dill he raised an eyebrow. This kid certainly had a bit of arrogance about him.
"...Can I...help you?"
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Post by dillweed on Oct 3, 2006 18:56:10 GMT -5
Dill spun around, both eyebrows raised as he searched for the voice's owner. He focused on Spot. "Help? Does it look like I need any help?" he challenged putting his hands on his hips.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 3, 2006 23:10:03 GMT -5
Spot snorted and stood up, swinging his cane to his shoulder. "...you will need help if you cross me. I'm Spot Conlon....this is my lodging house, so I would suggest you drop the attitude now."
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Post by dillweed on Oct 4, 2006 0:08:17 GMT -5
Dill snorted back and stiffened his lips up as Spot talked. Obviously Spot was in charge or at least thought he was. "Well I'm Dill Weed an' ya bettah get used ta my attitude cause I'm stayin' here, Conlon! "He let out a little puff of air and stood up on his tippy toes. Spot was bigger and older that was for sure, not to mention his big cane, but Dill was a little thick in the skull at times, and when challenged always felt the need to challenge back despite the odds.
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Post by loveforlife on Oct 4, 2006 8:48:58 GMT -5
Trigger walked into the Lodging House, but stopped moving when he saw the scene before him. He leaned against the wall, folding his arms.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 4, 2006 14:24:28 GMT -5
Spot smirked and gestured at Trigger. "...Trigger, mind bringing Weed down here so I can talk to him face to face?" He needed people like Dill Weed in his burrough--but only if they used that attitude with others, not him.
Doesn't matter how tough a kid was, one didn't talk to Spot like he owned the place.
That was Spot's job.
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Post by loveforlife on Oct 4, 2006 19:50:29 GMT -5
Trigger nodded. Obviously amused. He walked over to Dill Weed, who was by the stairs. Standing behind him he pushed him closer and closer to Spot. Until they were only feet apart. Then, smirking, he remained behind him.
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Post by dillweed on Oct 5, 2006 12:23:39 GMT -5
Dill struggled against the bigger boy, flailing his arms about in protest. "Whats da big idea?!" He snapped trying to stop Trigger with his own weight which was useless. When he was near Spot he folded his arms over his chest and looked away with a angry scowl.
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Post by spotconlon on Oct 5, 2006 15:02:56 GMT -5
Spot took his cane and knocked Dill's hat off his head. "Oi...I'm the leader of this burrough. You need to change your mart-ass attitude with me, or you're gonna really have somethin' to protest." His eyes were steel. This kid would fit into Brooklyn--but only if he learned, quick.
"Understand?"
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Post by loveforlife on Oct 6, 2006 14:50:59 GMT -5
Trigger smirked as the kid tryed to get away. He was pretty strong, at least at heart, a true Brooklyn all in all. But anyone should know not to be like that with Spot. He looked down at the kid, waiting for answer.
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Post by natalie on Oct 10, 2006 0:39:37 GMT -5
Gabbi stumbled into the lodging house, smiling, occasionally looking back to see if Jester was following her still. She took a seat on the staricase and smiled, leaning her head agianst the wood.
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Post by jester on Oct 10, 2006 0:46:32 GMT -5
Jester followed in trippping as she sprawled forward. She burst out laughin and grinned at Gabbi. "Whoops."She smirked and stood up again making her way over to her and plopping down next to her. "I think, that makes that fall number...i dont know seventythirty-five." she grinned.
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Post by natalie on Oct 10, 2006 6:43:17 GMT -5
Gabbi smiled. She knew she should get a grip on herself, and probably the other girl too, but this was just so fun. She grinned nad said "Sit... its probably bettah for deh both of us"
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Post by jester on Oct 10, 2006 10:16:58 GMT -5
She nodded sitting down and smirked. "Sadly enough, I think Im not different drunk then I am sober."she alughed a bit.
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Post by Smalls on Oct 10, 2006 12:16:27 GMT -5
Smalls walked through the door, ignoring everyone and taking a seat by the window. Pulling out a cigarette she lit it up and took a long drag, relaxing into her seat. She frowned at the sound of giggles coming from over by the stairs. "Ya wanna keep it down?" she whined, rubbing her head with her hand.
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