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Post by alleycat on Jul 28, 2006 13:45:21 GMT -5
Alley looked at him. "Its the circumstances of how this happened that are well...." She didn't go on she was chocking back tears.
(i think so i'll go look)
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jul 28, 2006 13:47:21 GMT -5
He looked at her silently, "I think I understand." He motioned her out the door, "Come on, my treat, of course." He pulled up a tiny smile for her benefit. "My name's Blaize by the way, or if you would prefer, Michael."
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Post by alleycat on Jul 28, 2006 13:49:45 GMT -5
Alley looked a bit shock as she said his real name. "Alley Cat but i do prefer to go by Alley." She smiled a tad as he motioned her out the door. "Nice to meet you Michael."
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jul 28, 2006 14:00:06 GMT -5
"Its a pleasure meeting you, Alley." He said sincerely, "Although i think we would have both preferred having met under better circumstances."
(there a place to go? *blink*)
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Post by alleycat on Jul 28, 2006 14:04:18 GMT -5
Alley nodded. She headed off to Molvio's the only place she knew they could get something in Queens. She tripped holding her stomach. "Not good."
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jul 28, 2006 14:06:25 GMT -5
Blaize reached out quickly and pulled her up, "You okay?" He asked in concern. He hadn't been around very many pregnant women before, but...whatever.
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Post by alleycat on Jul 28, 2006 14:07:27 GMT -5
Alley nodded resting for a second. "I should be okay. Its a mixture of shock and stress i suppose." They reached the doors of Molivo's.
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Post by Blaize Ackman on Jul 28, 2006 14:12:02 GMT -5
"Well, like i said, im here to help if you want it...and a cup of tea never hurt anyone." He reached out and held the door open for her.
(u post in Molivo's. ^_^)
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Post by alleycat on Jul 28, 2006 14:13:22 GMT -5
(that i did i did)
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Post by Prince on Jul 28, 2006 16:44:31 GMT -5
((Hey, Spade, let's you and me keep goin' where we was. What cha say?  )) "So you're one of Ace's kids. Oh, pardon me," she said offering her hand to the girl, but deciding not to spit in it first. "My name's Prince, and I'm da leadah of da Queens newsies," she said with a smile. The girl appeared... lost. Or at the very least unsure. Prince wanted to help. She'd been there pleanty of times before herself. |
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Post by spade on Jul 29, 2006 11:44:43 GMT -5
Shaking her head in agreement, because she hadn't met Ace yet, but had heard enough about him. Smiling the girl shook her hand, "My names Spade. Very nice to met you." She knew she sounded out of place, but she hadn't changed her speech. She didn't even know if she could get use to the New York accent. It was strange to her, though she had been good at picking up the French accent.
"How many leaders are there in total?" She had heard at least three different names referred to as leaders. Absently she rubbed Devils head, but continued to look up at Prince.
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Post by zero on Jul 29, 2006 11:48:29 GMT -5
((Ah, I feel like I have to ask before I join...
can I join in on this one, or would you rather I not?))
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Post by spade on Jul 29, 2006 11:57:27 GMT -5
((go ahead join us  )) |
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Post by zero on Jul 29, 2006 12:08:17 GMT -5
(( Thanks)) Zero stepped into the church, feeling goosebumps rise on her arms. Churches always gave her a strange feeling, and she didn't know why. As she stepped forward, she absentmindedly spun the pouch containing her chalkboard. |
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Post by spade on Jul 29, 2006 12:19:19 GMT -5
She finally noticed that someone entered, it wasn't that the girl made as sound, it was that Devil moved his head, and since her hand was resting on his head she felt it move. She looked at the girl, but couldn't decipher anything from her face. At least neither of these girls knew for sure that she had been crying. That would have made her feel terrible, she would probably end up avoiding them for weeks. Though that wasn't that hard for her to do, since she had always tried to stay in the backround. "Hello," she said to the girl nervously. She never was good at start the conversations, but she needed to try to fit in. As she kept reminding herself.
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