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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 15:52:38 GMT -5
"Oh yeah?" His sharp eyes stared out from under his cap, "How's dat?"
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Post by scaper on May 15, 2006 15:58:24 GMT -5
"I know that your back on it. You can't hide it from me Red. You gonna explain this to me, cuz I have a good feelin' this is related to the Burrogh Wars."
He lowered his voice, in case of wandering ears.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 15:59:27 GMT -5
He scoffed, "It has nuttin to do with dat." Okay, maybe it did, a little. But why did it matter? "And i aint..back on it."
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Post by scaper on May 15, 2006 16:06:32 GMT -5
"Well, Red, I aint stupid. If you wanna talk, you know where to find me, but just like last time, you gotta come to the decision to quit yourself. See ya 'round Red." He put on his hat and started to head toward Central Park, but was stopped.
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Post by arianette on May 15, 2006 16:08:18 GMT -5
Ariannette walked out of the pub, right into red and Carter.
The alcohol hit her and she spat out. "Wow, Clarence, I didnt know REd was your neice."
She was fuming. So he WAS a dirty cop. "Dealing Opium? No wonder you were nervous when Red showed up around me, Carter."
She threw down one of her gloves. "I'm not stupid..rediculous. What we need...another dirty cop."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 16:10:06 GMT -5
Red jumped in, actually jumped in...to help a cop. "Ma'am! He aint a drug dealer!" He cried, "He isn't a drity cop!"
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Post by arianette on May 15, 2006 16:11:51 GMT -5
Ariannette looked at Red and stood toe to toe with him, staring him in his eyes. It would have looked rediculous, she was much smaller than him..but the fire in her eyes would keep people from laughing. "Oh really..coming from a kid who does Opium?" She smirked. "Oh yes. I know what it looks like. I looked like that for about a year when I was 16. I see it every day in the dens when I drag my musicians out of there for my shows." She looked at both of them. "I don't see how I can trust either of you."
She looked at Clarence. "I saw you give him a pack of it. Explain that."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 16:14:01 GMT -5
Red turned his head away, "Ma'am, i dont care what you think of me...I messed up and i will own up to that." His eyes flashed a bit, "But...Officer Carter was only trying to help. He knew i was back on it and wanted me to talk to him." He reached in his pocket and pulled out the packet.
Even thought it killed him, he let it fall to the ground between them. "There's no reason for you to trust me, but to not trust him...When all he was doing was honest work..."
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Post by scaper on May 15, 2006 16:18:20 GMT -5
Oh god. This was definitely NOT what he needed. But...had Red just stood up for him?
" Ariannette, Please don't be angry at me. I ...I just can't stand seeing kids go through this. I just wanna stop it. Iwas on my way to the Park, honest, when I found Red out here"
Oh please believe me, please, he thought to himself.
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Post by arianette on May 15, 2006 16:24:29 GMT -5
Ariannette looked at both of them, listening. Red did the honorable thing. Before she delt with Carter, she spoke to Red. "I know its tough. And doing what you just did earned my trust." She paused for a moment. "You really should get off the stuff. If you need help, come to the Hall."
She turned to Carter and poked him in the chest. "I understand that you want to help them, but going vigilante isn't going to help much either. Those dealers could kill you to keep their clients!" She paused and her demeanor softened. "I'll believe you. And...I suppose I'm sorry. But if you give me any reason again to believe you're dirty, I'll make sure you never work in this town again."
She wasn't positive that she believed him, but she would leave it be for now. "To make up for my brash talk, would you like me to go meet your neice with you?" She stumbled a bit, but in a graceful way. "I think I shouldn't touch another bit of alcohol."
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 16:25:39 GMT -5
Red rubbed the back of his neck, "I...should get goin den." He bent down and picked up the package, handing it out to the officer with hands that shook only slightly. He was going to give it back- god DANG it.
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Post by scaper on May 15, 2006 16:28:17 GMT -5
"NO I think I should take you back to your apartment first, your a bit drunk."
Handing a card to Red and taking the packet, " If ya ever need anything Russiani."
Putting his arm under Arianette, they headed off towards the Hall.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 15, 2006 16:31:34 GMT -5
Red looked at him and waited until he was away before he slid down the wall and banged his head against it. Oh good GOD. How stupid was he? no drugs...he had no drugs......
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Post by rusty on May 22, 2006 14:31:51 GMT -5
New Day
Rusty sauntered in, it had been along day. He was sick of people yellin' at him and he needed to take a load of of his feet. He ordered a wiskey (which the bartender gave him on account of Rusty looking so old). He grabbed a toothpick and stuck it through a gap where a front tooth should have been. He had it knocked out during a fight once, and never bothered to go see a dentist. It made him look tough. He downed some wiskey and let out a few belches.
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Post by scrap on May 22, 2006 14:42:27 GMT -5
Scrap wandered into the pub, taking a seat at the bar. He ordered a whiskey, but was given a sarsaparilla. He sighed, annoyed.
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