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Post by Collin Russiani on May 16, 2006 14:46:48 GMT -5
"Doesn't mattah." He muttered without looking at him, "I messed up...I messed up big time."
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Post by scaper on May 16, 2006 14:52:05 GMT -5
"What'd you do?"
After what Red had done for him, the least he could do was hel him out.
"Ya know I'm here for ya."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 16, 2006 14:53:58 GMT -5
"That's just it, i don't know what i did. She's mad at me...about my past, and..." He took another swig from the bottle and let it burn its way down his throat. "I dont know what to tell her."
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Post by scaper on May 16, 2006 14:59:36 GMT -5
"I'll vouch for you as long as your clean. Which I know you are, plus, that was just the past."
Give him some good advice Carter, he thought to himself.
"Well, let's see, buy her some flowers tell her you love her, and apologize as much as you can!" He cocked a half smile then.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 16, 2006 15:01:31 GMT -5
He smirked slightly, "Cater to the woman's whim." He murmurred. He lowered his arm just enough for their eyes to meet. "Why ya heah, Carter?" He used his real name, it was serious, "A respectable man of the law like yourself should be arrestin da street rats- not chattin wit em."
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Post by scaper on May 16, 2006 15:03:11 GMT -5
" Well, it just so happens that your the street rat, I'm after, but we'll save that for another time. Today I'm off, on vacation for three days. Just thought I'd stop by and check on you." He stood to leave and headed towards the door.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 16, 2006 15:04:24 GMT -5
"Hey..." He sat up a bit, "After me? Why?" He hadn't done anything lately....Had he?
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Post by scaper on May 16, 2006 15:06:20 GMT -5
" Oh you just seem like you would know something, let's say, bout the Burrough wars?"
With that he let himself out the door and was gone.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 16, 2006 15:07:31 GMT -5
Red snorted and took a swig of his drink, finishing it off. "Like i'd tell you." He murmurred to the empty room. Hmm...he needed more to drink.
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Post by flare on May 23, 2006 22:44:33 GMT -5
<New Day>
Flare shifted the weight of her bag on her shoulder as she made her way to Red's apartment. She wasn't sure why she was here, she didn't owe anyone an explanation, but she felt like she out to at least let Red know that she was leaving.
She raised her fist and knocked sharply on the door and called out, "Heya Red, it's Flare, can Ise tawk ta ya fo' a second?"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 24, 2006 12:06:57 GMT -5
It took a second, but Red opened the door then, running a hand through his crimson hair. "F-Flare.." He yawned, mouth snapping shut when he saw the bag. "What's going on?"
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Post by flare on May 24, 2006 15:56:12 GMT -5
Flare stepped into the small apartment and slumped her bag onto the floor. She looked up at boy, noticing he looked a bit haggard, and she almost felt bad for dumping this on him.
"Actually, Red, Ise been doin' some t'inkin' an' Ise decided ta leave Brooklyn. Goin' ta 'Hatten. Ise gotta friend der Ise can trust, an' he said he'd look out fo' me til Ise get on me feet der," she sighed and looked up at him.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 24, 2006 15:58:17 GMT -5
Red looked at her, taking this all in. He didn't miss the 'friend der Ise can trust' comment though. "Well, as much as i would want you to stay..." He shook his head, "There's nothing i can do. If you want to go, its up to you. I wish you the best of luck and hope it goes well."
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Post by flare on May 24, 2006 16:18:53 GMT -5
Flare grinned up at Red and resisted the urge to hug him for not making a big deal out of her leaving. Especially when she was leaving for Manhatten. Instead she picked up her bag and hefted it back on her shoulder.
"T'anks fo' not makin' a big t'ing outta dis Red. Sneaks, he's a good kid, an' de oddas out der 'ave been real nice ta me so far. So Ise didn't see much o' a point in stayin' heah, specially when Ise gotta sleep wit one eye open when guys like Rusty are walkin' 'round de house," she said simply.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 24, 2006 16:23:49 GMT -5
He nodded, "I know what ya mean. I dont trust dat kid, not at all." He gave her a small grin, "You aren't teh only one who sleeps with an eye open." He held his hand out to her, "Take care of yourself, Flare."
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