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Post by fancy on Jun 13, 2006 21:42:47 GMT -5
Fancy squirmed. "I.AM.NOT" she screeched, trying to gree herself from Spots grasp. "Lemme go Spot... I'm so telling Red..."
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 13, 2006 21:43:41 GMT -5
Spot's grip tightened. "Go right ahead. If you survive dat is."
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Post by scrap on Jun 13, 2006 21:46:21 GMT -5
Scrap dusted himself off, unconcerned with the situation. He knew Spot, and he knew how he threatened people. He also knew, however, Spot would never actually harm his best friends pregnant dame, he was just giving her a message... one Scrap took to mean keep your damn mouth shut.
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Post by fancy on Jun 13, 2006 21:47:01 GMT -5
Fancy stared up at him. " Whaddah ya mean by that?" she spat, kicking at him. "If you hurt me your in trouble..." she told him...
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 13, 2006 21:49:17 GMT -5
"Maybe, But right now, you are in trouble. I would advise to stop kickin' and calm your hyped up little self, before you hoit yourself, and youa'h baby."
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Post by fancy on Jun 13, 2006 21:51:20 GMT -5
"THEN LET ME GO...." she screamed, squirming madly. "Don't tell me what to do... just LET ME GO!"
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 13, 2006 21:52:11 GMT -5
Spot squeezed tighter, He wasn't going to let her go until she calmed down. "You stop kciking and I'll let go."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 14, 2006 0:47:41 GMT -5
Skittery recovered from the surprise fist in his eye. It throbbed, obvious it was going to be black within a few hours.
He regained his composer and looked helplessly at the others. He was shocked for several reasons. First of all Spot was hitting Fancy without any hesitation, second this other bloke followed Spot's lead no questions asked (but hey he'd be like that too if it was Jack or any other Manhattaner) and most of all Spots reference to Fancy's pregnancy which he had no idea of. This was all a big mess, he just wanted to go home.
"Spot" He addressed firmly, walking closer to the gang, this time keeping his eyes planted on both Brooklyn boys. "What the hell is wrong wit you Conlon?! Enough of dis crap, jus' let her go an' fight me if ya want, not a dame especially one in her condition!" He was trying his hardest to keep his cool and choose his words wisely because he obviously was in the lower position of this fight. It was hard though and his voice started to get gruffer - all the threats, hitting, and verbal abuse was driving him mad. More than anything he had no idea what was really going on between Spot and Fancy and felt rather helpless.
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Post by fancy on Jun 14, 2006 8:39:41 GMT -5
Fancy glared up at him. "Get off me!" she whinned. "Skitts it fine... you can go..." she wailed, still attempting to get Spot, who was bigger than her... but not by much, off of her. She squirmed somemore, calming down wasn't going to solve anything, even though if she did Spot would get off her ten times faster than if she didn't. "Sp-o-o-o-ot..." she whinned, banging her head on the ground a few times and then glaring up at him.
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 14, 2006 14:15:40 GMT -5
"Shut up Skittery, you don't even know waht your talking about. Go back to 'hatten and whine there. And I will let her go, as soon as she calms the hell down. Right now shes dangerous not only to us, but to herself."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 14, 2006 15:46:00 GMT -5
Skittery stopped short. Spot hit that on the head - he sure as hell had no idea what was going on. Both of them were telling him to leave but last time he did Fancy got slapped and who knew how far Spot was going to take this.
"No" He said defiantly, standing his ground because he felt it was the right thing to do. He looked at Fancy willing her to calm down so that Spot would let her go - that is if he kept his word. "Your right I don't know what yer talkin' bout, but I can't jus' leave her here for ya to torment!"
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 14, 2006 15:47:37 GMT -5
"Look kid, she hit me first. I's protectin' me self-I's can do dat, even if its froma pipsqueek."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 14, 2006 15:52:34 GMT -5
"Only cause ya attacked me!" He argued, not giving in easily. "Ya wouldn't be protectin' yerself if ya jus' let us go in the first place!" He was starting to yell again.
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Post by spotconlon on Jun 14, 2006 15:54:22 GMT -5
Oh lord, Spot rolled his eyes. Skittery had never been known for his smarts, "Well, you did hit me first moron. And if you had avoided Brooklyn in the first place....ya know...like your supposed to."
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Post by Skittery on Jun 14, 2006 16:02:22 GMT -5
He flared his nose, stupid midget! "I shoved you.." He said with his so well know Skittery sass "an' like I said, to get to Queens ya have ta go through Brooklyn - which i was tryin' ta do fast!" He over annunciated as if Spot was slow, hoping it would sink in to his small skull.
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