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Post by Skittery on May 26, 2006 15:28:39 GMT -5
Skittery closed the door and immidiatly took off his hat to wipe his sleeve across his forehead. He walked over to Drifter and and gave a weak smile and placed his hand on her shoulder "Sorry 'bout slippin' up out dere...Jus' got carried away with all this crap." He sighed, plopped down on a nearby wooden chair, and begain to rubb one of his temples. "I swear we nevah get a break....this war is jus' gonna create one giant mess..Manhattan vs Brooklyn an' the Bronx..."He started to mutter to himself compleatly preoccupied with the newsest hurdle in his life.
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Post by drifter on May 26, 2006 16:00:39 GMT -5
Drifter understood where Skittery was coming from. This definitely was not going to turn out well for them. she would have to go back to the Bronx in the morning. She headed over to his spot in the chiar and stood next to him with her arm around his shoulder.
"Well, it could always be worse, at least I'm not from Brooklyn.An' how long could this thing possibly go on foh," she said with a small smile, "An' Ise hahdly plan on letting this whole thing get in the way of us spending time togetheh. Yoah not chickening out on me ah you?"
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Post by Skittery on May 26, 2006 18:42:03 GMT -5
Skittery leaned his head into Drifter's side. "Ya always so optimistic?" He asked in a quiet mutter. In a more irritated tone he responded to her question, "I ain't chicken. Ace and Jack don't scare me an' besides can they really watch all of 'hattan and the Bronx?"
He took a deep breath and let his breath exhale slowly before speaking again. He spoke quietly "I don't want ya ta get in trouble though...thats for me ta do. So maybe ya should stay ovah dere until this all blows ovah...?" It was an attempt at chivalry.
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Post by drifter on May 27, 2006 19:58:06 GMT -5
"Well, yea I guess I am,' she said amusedly as she absent-mindedly rubbed Skittery's shoulder, "And like youse said, Jack and Ace can't watch all of 'Hatten and the Bronx. And as long as the guys heah don't find out wheah Ise really from, Ise can keep comin' heah. It's prolly safeh foh me to sneak in heah than the otah way around."
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Post by Skittery on May 28, 2006 20:49:46 GMT -5
Skittery shoke his head stubbornly not liking what she said. "Yeah well Mush already knows..or at least he could put it tagether real easy with what he does know...an' its only a matter of time til da othahs find out. You saw how suspicious Race was!" He pulled his head away and crained up to see her. "What makes ya think ya can slip away so easy anyways? Ya said Ace is like a bruddah....if I had a sistah I wouldn't let her out of me sight" he grunted and waved his hand around to stress his point." 'sides I know the place better so I can slip through da cracks easy" He took both of her hands in his own and looked up with a concerned stare. "okay?"
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Post by drifter on May 28, 2006 21:04:12 GMT -5
Drifter looked down at the boy and sighed. It was obvious she wasn't winning this battle. Besides, it was adorable when he got all worked up like this, though, he probably wouldn't appreciate her pinching his cheek for the second time in one night.
"Yoah right, it's just that if Ace catches you in the Bronx, it won't be pretty. It's not like we can tell him about us. Ise guess afteh you get yoah papes in the morning youse can sell on the way of takin' me back. It's pretty unlikely that any Bronx newsies will be buying their paapes tommorah."
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Post by Skittery on May 28, 2006 21:21:22 GMT -5
Skittery smile broadly for an instant happy he had gotten his way. He gave her hands a sqeeze before talking again.
"Dun worry 'bout Ace. I'se tellin' ya I can avoid him an' take care of meself if I need to." He paused and looked her in the eye to make sure she got his sincerity. his mouth curved into a small smile after he was satisfied, "good idea. I can even give ya a quick lesson on da way if ya want.." His face been blank after the thought and he gave her a questioning expression, "wonder whats goin' on in da Bronx if they can't get their papes..." He didn't exspect an answer from the new girl but instead huffed and shoke his head"what a mess..."
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Post by drifter on May 28, 2006 21:28:01 GMT -5
Drifter didn't say anything, she knew what happened to newsies who couldn't sell. They ended up on the streets and in the refuge, and if that happened, she would be with them. Afterall, she was a Bronx kid now. She smiled weakly, and nodded her head in the affirmative.
"Sounds like a plan to me. And if we set up our meetings ahead of time, Ise can make shaoh Ace is nowheah neahby. That'll be one less thing to worry about."
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Post by Skittery on May 28, 2006 21:44:29 GMT -5
Drifter's response broke Skittery's train of thought and he turned his attention back to her. "Good." He smiled back slightly "jus' keep yerself out of trouble, I ain't worth it if yer gonna get busted." He let go of one of her hands and returned his head to her side. He took a deep breath - it was nice to have her close. "We'll jus' keep things real low key 'round 'ere. You'll probably meet more of the guys an' girls soon enough--" He raised his eyebrows "i'll stay cool this time, promise. Put my temper in check" it was a lot for him to even admit he had a temper.
"What a day..." He thought outloud.
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Post by drifter on May 28, 2006 22:38:14 GMT -5
Drifter was surprised when Skits conceeded about his temper. She grinned and took his hat, plopping it on her own head. Before he could protest she ran her hand though his hair, knowing that she already won.
"Ise don't get into trouble, trouble comes to me," she said laughing, "But for now I'm trying to think of a way to say 'Let's go upstairs.' that doesn't come out sounding totally wrong."
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Post by Skittery on May 29, 2006 1:20:56 GMT -5
Skittery shut his mouth immediatly when she touched his hair, instantly calming and objections he had to loosing his hat.
"Sounds like yer stirrin' up trouble for yerself wit a line like that!" And in a few quick movements he stood and scooped her up so he was holding her like a baby. "Bettah be careful, someone hears that an' they'll get da wrong idea about ya!" He laughed and headed up the stairs still carrying her.
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Post by drifter on May 29, 2006 9:53:33 GMT -5
Sticking her tounge out sassily, she threw one arm around Skits neck to hold on and the other went up to keep the hat from falling.
"Real funny mistah," she said with a mock frown, And I'm shoah this won't give them any ideas." Convinced the hat wasn't going anywhere, Drifter pointed at her case on the floor, "What about that? Is it fine down heah," she asked before yawning lightly, "Oy, when'd you get so comfy?" Resting her head on his chest she closed her eyes and defered to his judgment about her case.
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Post by Skittery on May 30, 2006 17:02:25 GMT -5
Skittery just laughed at the girl in his arms - sure it looked wrong, it would no matter what. He stopped when she mentioned the case. He was about to say something but stopped when she started to nestle herself down for sleep. "Fallin' asleep on me now..." He practically whispered and went back to her fiddle. He bent down struggling not to shift her but managed to hook his fingers around it's strap. And with that he gave a small smile and went upstairs.
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