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Post by flare on May 24, 2006 18:55:36 GMT -5
Flare shook Red's hand before turning and heading to the door. Opening it she looked back at him and gave him an easy grin, "Yea, you too Red."
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Post by scaper on May 28, 2006 19:32:11 GMT -5
~~~~~~New Day Y'all!!~~~~~~~~
He knocked on the door, hoping Red was home seeing as they had some very important topics to discuss.
*knock knock*
*knock knock knock*
*knock*
C'mon, C'mon, he thought to himself, open the door!
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 28, 2006 19:33:51 GMT -5
"What the HECK do you want, Clare!?" Red threw the door open, a scowl on his face. Who else would knock on the door like that?
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Post by scaper on May 28, 2006 19:36:01 GMT -5
(me!)
"We need to talk Red, its just a bit important."
He casually walked inside like he owned the place. Man was this place a mess, is that a cockroach? Looking away and taking a seat, he said, "Red has Fancy been acting weird lately?"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 28, 2006 19:38:24 GMT -5
Immediately, his defenses went up. "What happened? Where is she? Is she all right?" He lunged toward his room, intending to grab a jacket to throw over his bare chest.
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Post by scaper on May 28, 2006 19:42:27 GMT -5
"She's ok, she was over by the Fountain in Queens, in a fight. She got punched, Arianette should be checking her out at Caprice Hall." He fumbled with his hands a bit. " I heard that Fancy was pregnant, I don't know if you know. One of the newsies was sayin' somethin about it, Ace, or something like that." He looked into Red's eyes then. "She got punched, and hard, I couldn't get there in time to stop it, I...I don't know if the baby made it, you should get over to the hall." He stood then as well.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 28, 2006 19:46:46 GMT -5
Red's face paled, skin so white it made paper look black. He felt numb, and he could only blink in stunned confusion and growing horror.
"I heard that Fancy was pregnant."
Pregnant? Did he just say pregnant? She was PREGNANT?! He almost sat down at those words, but then Carter continued, and his world spun into disarray.
"She got punched, and hard, I couldn't get there in time to stop it, I...I don't know if the baby made it..."
Red didn't even pause to grab a shirt, he was already out the door, leaping the stairs and falling to the ground. He hit the door and was off like a shot, his eyes wide and panicking.
God...Fancy...
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Post by scaper on May 28, 2006 19:50:32 GMT -5
Darting after Red, he caught the coattail of his jacket. "Calm down, Red, Red!" He turned the boy around and grasped him by the shoulders. "Now I know your hard headed, but listen! If anything did happen you have to be strong for her, you could very well upset her and send her into shock, which could very well kill her! You have to calm down!!!" He shook him, then released his shoulders. "Now when you get there, please, don't attack anybody."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 28, 2006 19:52:16 GMT -5
Red's eyes were wide and haunted. "Carter." He whispered, "If shes hoit, nuttin is gonna stop me." His eyes glanced down to the officer's night stick. "Be prepared, dat's all i have ta say." And he was off again.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 18:00:23 GMT -5
((New Day... Well evening))
Fancy quickly slipped into the apartment. She dropped her bag at the door, like she usually did and made her way to the table. She carefully slipped the note onto the table and snuck her way back out. The letter was a song that Fancy had heard the other day. It read:
I had all but given up on finding the one that i could fall into, the day before you. I was ready to settle for less than love and not much more there was no such thing as a dream come true. Oh but that was all the day before you...
Now your here... and everythings changin' suddenly life means so much, i can't wait to wake up tomorrow and find out this promise is true... I will never have to go back to.. the day before you.
In your eyes i see forever, makes me wish that my life never knew, the day before you... But heaven knows those years without you, were shaping my heart for the day that i found you... Your the reason for all that i've been through, then im thankful for the day before you...
Now your here... and everythings changin' suddenly life means so much, i can't wait to wake up tomorrow and find out this promise is true... I will never have to go back to.. the day before you.
Was the last day that i ever lived alone... And i'm never goin' back, no i'm never goin' back....I will never have to go back to... the day before you...
I heard this song and i thought of you... Hope your well... I'm going away for a little bit, please don't worry about me.
I Love You...
Forever and For always...
Leslie
Fancy heard the song in her head as she ran down the train station platform. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit them back and hoisted her back pack higher up her back. Hoping, Praying, Dreaming, Wishing that he had got her letter.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 20:12:55 GMT -5
He had.
Oh had he.
In zero seconds flat, he was out the door, the letter clutched in his fist. He jumped the stairs and landed hard on the ground, tearing off. He was breathing heavily, her name running through his mind like a chant.
I'm going away for a little bit.
Going away.
Going...
"Fancy!" He yelled.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 20:17:24 GMT -5
Fancy stared over at the train, her ticket in hand. The rain fell on her head, but she didn't care. She shivered, the rain soaking her down to the bone. The roar of the train penetrated her thoughts and sent her into a daze. She watched it cautiously, waiting for the right moment to get on, leaving Brooklyn behind... far behind...
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 20:22:17 GMT -5
Arms grabbed her, spun her around. Red was standing there, panting and chest heaving. His hair clung to his face, shirt to his chest. "What are.....What are you..." He couldn't get the words out.
He felt like his heart was being squeezed between a vice.
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Post by fancy on May 30, 2006 20:30:57 GMT -5
Fancy stared at him, un able to speak. The rain continued to fall. "Conneticut..." she finally managed. "I'm sorry..." tears fell onto her cheeks, but they were quickly lost in the rain.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 30, 2006 20:31:59 GMT -5
"Why..." He whispered, "Why would....Why are you leaving me, Fancy?" His voice was breathless, panicked.
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