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[spotconlon]

Spot flashed a glare at Perch. It wasn't threatening, just his normal look. It also meant not to join in on the talk unless Spot asked for her to.

He hoped some of his kids still had disipline.

[bandit]

Bandit tilted his hat as a sign of respect twards Spot "Ise Bandit" he said sort of nervously "Just came to introduce myself" he didn't know what to say "Thank you for your time Sir" he said nodding his hat again.

[spotconlon]

Spot raised an eyebrow, exasperated. Honestly...are all my kids whimps?!

"...Sir? ..." He swung his cane a bit, eyeing the newsie. "I value gumption, smarts, and brawn. Not snivling and *ss kissin'. Yous can show respect without whimpin' out on me."

[bandit]

"Sorry Spot" he said friercly "Just bein' polite, it was how I was raised. But I was also raised ta be tough and ta fight so if ya need me I'll be inside"

[spotconlon]

Spot nodded. "...good. Eh...you're ok." That was the best compliment he was going to get out of the Leader. But at least he approved. He wasn't in the mood to approve of anyone as of late.

[bandit]

Bandit glared at him a little , maybe it was a mistake to come here, when he was the 'blue eyed bandit' he didn't have to worry bout what anybody said and he wasn't going to start now. He kept his mouth closed and walked inside."thank you" he said with a sarcastic glare 'your magesty' he said in his head but kept it to himself.

[perch]

Perch nodded at spot when he glared at her adn watched him and bandit talk while she sat silently int he backround. She could tell he was pissed off but she didn't know why. After hearing the rest of the conversation she thought maybe it had to do with how the kids were acting lately. She watched bandit leave and then turned back to him. "whats goin on?" she asked hopeing he wouldn't mind her asking. She wasn't in the mood to get punched or anything like that again today. Her hair fell away from her face slightly half exposeing the bruise on her face.

[Smalls]

Smalls slipped through the door as a boy went in, taking an extra glance at the unfamiliar face. Well, she had been gone a while she supposed, new kids were bound to show up. Stepping out she glanced to her right, seeing Spot as she had expected. "Hey," she greeted, staying by the door. "I uh, well I'm back," she said somewhat awkwardly, unsure whether her leaving without a reason months ago fell under the category of unforgivable acts. Shaking off the thought she stepped closer, cocking her head slightly upward to meet his gaze. "I don't suppose ya got a bunk ta spare?" she asked, a small smirk playing on her lips.

[spotconlon]

Spot looked down at Perch. "Fine." He was still trying to get some of his new newsies. He hopped off his seat and was about to go when a familiar face came sliding out the door.
His face was unreadable. "Of course I don't have a bunk for you, Smalls. Remember...you ditched the burrough for the unknown." He fingered his cane, his eyes sparkling a bit.

Slowly a small smile formed on his face and he reached out and ruffled her hair. "Nah. Yous got a bunk. Glad your back. Kids been gettin' soft."

In other words, he missed her.

[Smalls]

"Thanks boss," she said with a grin, straightening her cap on her head. "Soft huh?" she asked as she went back toward the door, pulling it open. Glancing back with an evil smirk she punched her fist (mostly in jest of course, someone of her stature wasn't all the threatening). "We'll have ta woik on that wont we?"

[spotconlon]

Spot chuckled in spite of himself. The girl always had a way of humoring him. "Yeah we will, Smalls." He hit his cane against his hand, his voice coming out a bit more dark, normal Spot-tone. "...I'm gonna clean house."

[Smalls]

She gave him a knowing look and with a slight nod, headed back inside.