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Post by dazzle on May 21, 2006 23:04:59 GMT -5
Dazzle noticed Prince was still there after she had given her word, "Are ya done lecturin' me or did I do somethin' else?" Dazzle didn't mean ta snap at Prince, but Dazzle was an emotional mess.
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Post by Prince on May 21, 2006 23:15:46 GMT -5
Prince half smiled at Dazzle, but only half. "Nah... I'm done... now I'm jus' heah ta bug ya," she said nodding slowly. "B'cause curiousity killed the Prince," she said. "I wanna know why ya so unhappy," she said.
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Post by dazzle on May 21, 2006 23:17:44 GMT -5
Dazzle looked up at Prince then, her eyes wer red and puffy and she looked terrible. Dazzle knew she'd have to talk about it eventually but she really didn't want to. "Do ya know anythin' about my past?"
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Post by Prince on May 21, 2006 23:24:09 GMT -5
Prince looked at her for a second, then thought quietly. "Ain't youse from Verginia?" she asked her. "Somewhere down dere anyway..." she said remembering that much.
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Post by dazzle on May 21, 2006 23:32:47 GMT -5
"Dats exactly where I'm from. But that doesn't explain where I live or how I grew up," Dazzle sighed and then continued, "I don't remebah much befoh I was eight. The only thing I remebah was playing tag with some boy. I think I called him Mark, I really can't rembeah. And then I'm at an orphanage in Ralston, Virginia." Dazzle said the town with a southern accent. "I have nevah met my parents. I don't even know what they look like. The only thing I know is that the nuns that took care of the orphanage said they saw a woman with dark hair running off before they found me seven standing on the steps. All I can figuha is that my muddar didn't want me," Dazzle stopped then said, "give me a second." Dazzle was cryin again and she hated the weakness, but couldn't stop it.
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Post by Prince on May 21, 2006 23:59:18 GMT -5
Prince let her cry... she wasn't gonna stop her, and couldn't. So she just let her friend cry. "No worries... it's alright." Prince's own past came back to her, her mother's smiling face, her father's charm... that he'd lost over time. She blocked it all out, and came back to the present. "Dun you worry 'bout it... take ya time."
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Post by dazzle on May 22, 2006 0:06:29 GMT -5
"I'm fine," Dazzle sniffed, "Now as I said I don't think my mother wanted me so there I was at the orphanage. I didn't talk for a year and everything of that year was a blurr. I think I screamed at people and then I'd be quiet. I think people liked it best when I was quiet. The nuns thought I was crazy until one day I had a normal conversation with this boy. His name was Alex. He was sweet about a year older then me, but quiet. So in a way we helped each other out. He lead and I talked for him. People thought it was strange. And then Alex was gone. The nuns say he ran away but I don't believe them. So I ran. And I got a lettah." Dazzle broke down again.
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Post by Prince on May 22, 2006 0:31:24 GMT -5
Prince listened interested. The name Alex struck a cord, but it couldn't have been the same Alex she knew... she had known an Alex once... but... she decided not to think about it. "Letter? Why is a letter a bad thing?" she figured if Dazzle had gotten a letter it couldn't be that bad... news, or information, or something... after all, newsies don't get mail often, so this was good... right? "Whose it from?"
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Post by dazzle on May 22, 2006 1:13:29 GMT -5
“It was from Alex. He’s been hoit by some bull in Joisey and I don’t know how I can help him. He’s all I’ve got, he was da only person dat kept me sane in da orphanage. I know I’ve got ta go see him, but foist I need money. Prince I…,” Dazzle trailed off, “Prince please leave me now.”
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Post by Prince on May 22, 2006 1:16:29 GMT -5
Prince swollowed hard. Money? she turned away from Dazzle. "If ya need anythin'... youse come an' get me Dazzle... 'specially if it's money," she said. She'd get money for anyone who would need it... if she had to. She walked out of the restauraunt, and continued down the street towards the loding house, lighting a cigarette on the way.
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Post by dazzle on May 22, 2006 1:25:46 GMT -5
Dazzle put her head in her hands. What was she going to do? Everything was a mess and her only true friend was hurt and she couldn't even go to him. She knew if she asked Prince would giver her money, but she had to much pride for that. She'd have to get a job. That was all there was to it.
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Post by sparks on Jun 7, 2006 1:22:45 GMT -5
<<New Day>>
If there was one thing that Sparks loved, it was food, well and his sister, but really food because food didn't talk back to you. He sat at the counter, happily eating a pastrami sandwhich that used up most of his spare money, but was worth it. Some newsies went to shows, others to pubs, Sparks liked a good meal.
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Post by flanna on Jun 7, 2006 18:46:20 GMT -5
Flanna slipped into the resturant silently, seeing Sparks sitting at the counter. She sat next to him, looking him over, hoping he was in a really good mood.
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Post by sparks on Jun 7, 2006 20:59:22 GMT -5
Looking up from his dinner, Sparks noticed the unusually quiet Flanna who had just slipped in. He finished the bite he had already taken and took a sip from his water before speaking, "Haye Flanna, wheah ya been?"
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Post by flanna on Jun 7, 2006 21:16:20 GMT -5
Flanna sighed and looked down, doing something she never did--admitting she was wrong. "Doing something that was potentially the stupidest thing I've ever done. I went to Bronx to help some poor kid get to his sister." She sighed. "I figured since everything was going crazy everywhere else, I could do something good."
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