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Post by alleycat on Aug 16, 2006 2:27:58 GMT -5
Alley tentatively walked down the path. She looked pale but it was for another reason this time. She spotted Slick. She hadn't seen her for awhile. She hadn't seen anyone really save for a doctor. She walked up. "Hiya Slick."
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Post by slick on Aug 21, 2006 20:58:53 GMT -5
Slick smiled when seeing Alley "where ya been?" then she smiled "you ok you don't look so good" she said worringly.
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Post by spotconlon on Aug 24, 2006 0:01:02 GMT -5
<<new day>>
Dusk.
His favorite time of day.
Spot's mood lightened a bit as he walked the paths, his signature cane tucked up under his arm. His hat wasn't pulled down as low as usual, allowing him a bit more view of his surroundings. His slingshot was tucked in his back pocket, and he could feel the reassuring taptap of the leather on his back pocket.
Nothing in this world could be better than Brooklyn at this moment. Even if his kids were a mixed lot at the moment--Brooklyn itself hadn't changed.
He would fix the kid problem, though.
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Post by slick on Sept 6, 2006 19:54:07 GMT -5
Slick walked down the path, daydreaming, she dreamt of happyness, love, and money. Soon she realized she didn't want all that, well maybe love, but not money and fame and she already had happyness. She loved the excitement of being a newsie.
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Post by sprite on Sept 23, 2006 19:41:48 GMT -5
((Newday))
Sprite walked down the paths in search of Denim. She hadnt seen her for a couple days and didnt know what could have happened to her. She was a bit worried, she knew how Denim was and knew she shouldnt be off alone. She sighed in frustration as she stopped and sat down on a large boulder.
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