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Post by spotconlon on Nov 6, 2006 18:44:09 GMT -5
Spot nodded over to Smalls. "You talked ta dis kid already, Smalls?"
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Post by Smalls on Nov 6, 2006 20:48:07 GMT -5
She nodded, eyeing up the girl again and speaking to Spot as if she weren't there. "Yeah, she's alright, cept for da attitude," she said with a hint of a smirk, almost daring her to try it on Spot.
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Post by loveforlife on Nov 6, 2006 23:29:38 GMT -5
Trigger smirked and could't but admire Spot. But he too turned his attention to Cards. He hadn't actually met her yet either. She seemed okay, hopefully she wouldn't prove him wrong.
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Post by cards on Nov 7, 2006 10:18:02 GMT -5
Cards snorted. "I'se a'ready told you. I'se don't got an attitude. Dis it da way I am. An' I'd appreciate it if you'se wouldn' talk as dough I'se not sittin' right in front o' youah face."
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Post by Smalls on Nov 7, 2006 11:23:46 GMT -5
Smalls smirk grew as the girl's anger rose. "Yeah? Well I'd appreciate you shuttin' your mouth, but we can't all get what we want huh?" She leaned against the wall, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
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Post by cards on Nov 7, 2006 11:56:19 GMT -5
Cards snorted again, this time in laughter. "No, I s'pose we can't. We'se jus' gotta live wit what we was given."
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Post by spotconlon on Nov 7, 2006 14:15:00 GMT -5
Spot listend to the banter for a minute and raised his hand. "...okayokay...shut it." He pointed his cane at Cards. "Yous got an attitude, fine and dandy...but ya willin ta fight for Brooklyn and not back down?"
He stared at her evenly. "I don't take whimps, or people who don't know der place well. Attiude is fine, but dont' use it with me or our fellow Brooklynites."
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Post by cards on Nov 7, 2006 15:03:22 GMT -5
Cards opened her mouth furiously, but at the last moment, decided that it would be best if, for once in her life, she shut her trap. She settled for narrowing her eyes slightly. "Yeah, I'se willin' tah fight. An' no, I nevah back down from a fight."
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Post by loveforlife on Nov 7, 2006 19:40:38 GMT -5
Trigger smirked and leaned against the closet wall, folding his arms against his chest. He was quiet and said nothing. A trait he eventually developed from being a bodyguard. He didn't need to talk much to get his point across.
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Post by spotconlon on Nov 9, 2006 12:33:26 GMT -5
Spot nodded, smirking a bit. "Well...good." He swung his cane under his arm. "Den I don't think der's a problem with yous stayin' here."
He was in a gracious mood-something he was hardly ever in.
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Post by cards on Nov 14, 2006 15:50:39 GMT -5
Cards, though still a little miffed, couldn't help but grin. "T'anks. Saves me da trouble o' looking foah anuddah place tah crash."
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