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Post by sneaks on May 16, 2006 18:13:06 GMT -5
Sneaks knocked on the door of the Manhatten lodging house lightly, and let himself in. Looking at the newsies who seemed all in various forms of distress, he smirked and pulled out his deck of cards, shuffling them in complex forms.
"I come here to find direction..and you all seem lost."
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Post by Itey Delgado on May 16, 2006 18:38:41 GMT -5
Itey looked up from his spot on the wall, stressed about the war, it being the last thinkg he felt like dealing with at the moment. And here comes some new kid, with an atitude to rival Spot's.
"Listen kid, now ain't da time. Ta lay it out fo' ya, youse just walked in at the start o' a burrough war. So youse can stick around o' youse can go back on da streets, eidda way, quit bein' such an ass."
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on May 16, 2006 18:43:46 GMT -5
Race glared at the new boy then turned back to face Hawkeye, his expression grim. "Ya, I knew 'im. Spent a lot a time in Brooklyn, pokah an' such..." He was speaking quietly and paused to take another drag. "He was only eight yeahs old Hawk," he said a little louder, his dark eyes flicking from the floor to meet her gaze.
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Post by sneaks on May 16, 2006 18:49:53 GMT -5
Sneaks laughed and sat down. "A war, eh? Just my style...sounds like a grand ole' time. And you'll need my help. Whether you know now or not."
He looked at Racetrack...he looked vaguely familiar from the card games, but he had never talked to him.
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Post by Itey Delgado on May 16, 2006 18:55:03 GMT -5
Itey rolled his eyes, they had enough egos in 'Hatten, they didn't have the ceiling space for another big head.
"Well den, oveh theahs Jack, he's de leadeh o' dis burrough. Ise Itey, de rest can introduce themselves, theah's enough o' em."
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Post by sneaks on May 16, 2006 19:05:10 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded. "Some call me Nicholi, others Sneaks. Latter is more true than the former." He sat down and waited for Jack to talk. "Itey...Racetrack...a game of cards may ease you rmind a bit in these times of strife..."
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Post by rose on May 16, 2006 20:00:29 GMT -5
Rose looked up at Race, "I'm sorry to hear that."
She looked back down at the floor, searching for something else to say. Words seemed rather meaningless right now.
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Post by hawkeye on May 16, 2006 20:55:41 GMT -5
"Race, I'm sorry. Really, I am," Hawkeye said quietly, "Jeeze, eight year old, that's horrible. Who-- Why--" she shook her head, not quite able to put what she wanted to ask into the form of a question. She looked back to Racetrack, not entirely sure what else to say.
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Post by Prince on May 18, 2006 0:53:13 GMT -5
Prince knocked on the front door and opened it. "Evenin' all..." she said quietly as she walked in. She nodded to everyone around the room. "Hiya Jack," she said with a wave to him. She'd come to check up on everyone, and see how they were all holding up. She completely walked in the front door and closed it behind her. She appeared a boy, and spoke as one as well for the time being, but before too long she'd take her hat off, and explain quickly like she had in Queens... but she wouldn't do it just yet. Since Queens and Manhattan were allies she figured no one would mind her being there just now.
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Post by sneaks on May 18, 2006 1:23:59 GMT -5
Sneaks shrugged. Things seemed quiet. And he was thirsty. Slipping out, he decided to make his ways to Brooks.
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Post by TipOff on May 19, 2006 17:18:28 GMT -5
Tip Off burst into the second lodging house of the day and panted, resting his hands on his knees. "Prince . . " it was all he could get out at the moment.
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Post by Prince on May 21, 2006 1:27:10 GMT -5
Prince looked at TipOff. "Oh, heya kid..." she said. "Boy... dis place is-" she was going to say 'dead' but thought better of it and instead said "quiet tonight." She looked back to TipOff. "What's up kid?" she asked putting her hand on her hips and listening.
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Post by TipOff on May 21, 2006 11:33:45 GMT -5
"Spot," he breathed, now leaning against the wall. "Spot said you need ta meet 'im. Said you'd know wheah."
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Post by Prince on May 21, 2006 19:59:17 GMT -5
Prince looked at TipOff for a long second. 'What does Spot want ME for?' she thought to herself quietly. "Yeah... I'se know wheah... thanks kid." She turned and looked at the newsies in the 'hattan loding house. "Jacky, I'll need ta speak wit' ya latah so we's can get dis all figured out. In da mean time... it appears I'm bein' summoned," she said sourly. "I'll talk to ya latah," and with that she waved and turned walking right back out the door she had only minutes before come in.
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Post by drifter on May 25, 2006 19:28:17 GMT -5
<<NEW DAY>>
Drifter stepped away from Skits and into the room as she looked around. It was a lot different from the Bronx, but here there were no screaming and crynig girls to deal with, so she already liked it. She shifted her case on her back and looked back for Skits, who was taking his tmie coming in.
"Come on slowpoke! What's taking so long?"
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