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Post by Prince on Aug 14, 2006 20:58:10 GMT -5
"Thanks," she said with a small smile to him.
"So! The war's ovah for good huh? You talked ta Spot an' everythin'. I'm impressed," she said grinning at him. "Sorry about... that though." She still felt badly for not saying anything. "But I mean with Ace an' everything goin' on..." she sighed a little. "I probably shoudla gone and talked ta Spot myself huh?" she said feeling a bit bad. She shoulda done a lot of things that she didn't.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 15, 2006 21:53:50 GMT -5
Jack shrugged. He couldn't stay mad at her, even if he tried. "Nah...don't mention it." He sighed. "Spot and I go back farther anyways...I was the best to go talk to him. I always can get through to him."
He smiled sideways at her. "...its in da past. I'm tryin' ta forget the past Prince. Let's go forward."
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Post by Prince on Aug 15, 2006 22:39:44 GMT -5
Prince nodded, she wasn't one to live in the past herself. She never even talked about it, if she could help it that is. "Forward... right... so... how do we go forward from... here?" she asked. Being their age, and being newsies, she didn't see how they could go forward at all.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 17, 2006 19:09:26 GMT -5
Jack smirked. "Go to Santa Fe, of course." He was joking--but only just. He was uneasy. The war had just ended, but something foul was afoot.
He could feel it.
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Post by Prince on Aug 17, 2006 19:53:55 GMT -5
"Oh? I bet you'd just pick up and go huh? Jus... leave dis place b'hind? Da kids, da city, everythin'? I dun think youse could do it," she said. She'd picked up on Jack's uneasy feeling, and knew exactly what he meant. Something amiss was happening, but she couldn't place it, and decided she'd deal with it when it presented itself. For now, she was going to keep her spirits as high as possible, and try and keep Jack's the same way. "Nah, ya like dis place to much," she said shaking her head and keeping the smile on her face.
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Post by Jack Kelly on Aug 21, 2006 10:10:58 GMT -5
Jack laughed softly. "Nah...I just like you too much." He smirked down at her, his dark eyes sparkling. "Come on...let's get ya back to Queens..."
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Post by Isabela on Sept 24, 2006 1:05:07 GMT -5
((New day))
Isabela was out exploring Manhattan still. It was an interesting place. After she'd left the Harbor she made her way over to MIdtown. She'd gotten hungry, and so this fruit cart was the peftect place. She picked out an apple and paid for it as well before she shined it on her shirt and taking a bite out of it.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 3, 2006 5:01:09 GMT -5
Dodger happened up and smiled at the gypsy girl flirtatiously, she was a lovely woman if he'd ever spyed one, his smile broadened a bit. "'Ello there miss. How are you doin' taday?" He considered just sliding the apple into his pocket, but instead paid for the apple with a boyish grin.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 3, 2006 12:35:05 GMT -5
Isabela looked at the boy with a start before she smiled back at him, her usual flirtatious smile. "I'm good, thank you, and yourself?" she asked him as she took yet another bite out of her apple. Well, he seemed like quite the charming young boy to her.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 4, 2006 9:09:16 GMT -5
He looked around and then smiled, "I'm doin' good ta day, that I am.." his usual british bur coming off without a hitch, she had an accent herself and that made him smile a bit wider.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 4, 2006 11:27:53 GMT -5
She laughed a little as she looked him over. "Are you a newsie too? Might I ask your name?" After meating a boys named 'Sneaks and Jackal' and girls named 'Lucky and Denim' she was really starting to wonder if all newsies had these interesting names, and if so she wanted to learn more about them.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 5, 2006 19:10:29 GMT -5
Dodger bowed low, a smile playing his lips. "Thae Artfull Dodger, at your service." He coulnd't help being what he was, his grin never faded.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 6, 2006 0:33:25 GMT -5
She laughed a little at the name. Not in a rude way, but then he must have been a newsie like that. "Creative name... Artful Dodger," that name she could pronounce correctly, but she'd gotten a lot better at her english pronunciations. "Very pleased to meet you Mr. Doger," she said with a smile to him. He seemed like a very nice boy, she was enjoying his company already.
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Post by Dodger Samuels on Oct 6, 2006 3:28:00 GMT -5
He smiled, she was lovely, and sweet as well. "You may call me Dodger.." he couldn't help himself it seemed. He took her hand and kissed it lightly, wiggling his eyebrows. "It is a pleasure, miss-" she'd yet to introduce herself, and he wanted to know her name.
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Post by Isabela on Oct 6, 2006 12:05:42 GMT -5
"Isabela," she said almost instantly. "Isabela Maria." She hardly ever gave her last name. The only ones who knew it were her brothers and herself. She kept it to herself... always had. Old habbit probably. "You are qute the charmer, aren't you Dodger?" she said to the boy with a smile of her own.
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