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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 15:11:42 GMT -5
Flick walked into the the pub and sat down in a stool at the counter. He ordered a shot of whiskey and looked around. He didn't recognize anyone but he did see two other guys sitting at the counter.
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Post by sneaks on May 23, 2006 15:17:20 GMT -5
**different day than the sneaks/ace/flare/distribution center posts**
Sneaks walked into McGintys, clearly not caring about the war lines again. Things were going well with Flare, and he was still on a high from beating the crap out of Ace. Ordering a whiskey, he sat down, lost in his own thoughts.
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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 15:19:57 GMT -5
Flick heard someone walk in but didn't bother to look up, to lost in thought. Then that someone sat down. So kid was sitting there and looked lost or daydreaming. "Hiya kid, names Flick," he said to the kid, but didn't move closer to him, he was too tired.
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Post by sneaks on May 23, 2006 15:23:48 GMT -5
Sneaks looked over, and started shuffling cards. (Oh here we go) "Sneaks to some. Another to others.." He looked the boy over, sizing him up.
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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 15:30:23 GMT -5
Flick raised an eyebrow but didn't ask anything about it. He knew kids had there own secrets, even he had a few. "Where ya from?" Flick didn't know that many of the Bronx and Brooklyn kids but he figured it would be better if he knew for sure so he didn't make any mistake.
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Post by sneaks on May 23, 2006 15:36:06 GMT -5
He smirked. "'Hattan. I recently throttled the leader of the Bronx, as well." Let's see how this bronx kid reacted.
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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 15:41:13 GMT -5
"And dats somethin' ta be proud of. I hoid ya cheated," he wanted to see how far he could push this boy. It seemed to Flick that he wanted him to hate him. "Ya know dat fightin' da leadah of one borrough ain't gonna solve nothin'. And ya fought da wrong leadah," Flick rolled his eyes at Sneaks.
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Post by fancy on May 23, 2006 15:45:15 GMT -5
Fancy walked into the pub. She spotted Flick and Sneaks sitting up at the stools and headed over. "Hey boys.." she greeted and sat down beside Flick. "Who are you?" she wondered, looking at Sneaks, she didn't know him by looking at him, only by name.
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Post by sneaks on May 23, 2006 15:52:14 GMT -5
HE looked at Flick. "It's not cheating. I just played with a better hand." He smirked. Oh these kids would never learn. He looked to Fancy. "I'm Sneaks."
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Post by fancy on May 23, 2006 16:24:09 GMT -5
Fancy raised her eyebrows. "Sneaks eh?" she said casually. "The one that got into some trouble with Ace a couple days ago..." she snorted. "Whatcha doing down here then boy?"
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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 16:36:45 GMT -5
"A betteh hand, uhh?" Flick smiled slowly. This kid ain't half bad, Flick thought to himself.
"Fancy," Flick said in warning, "we don't want a repeat of you and Prince now do we. Ace would kill me if he thought I let anythin' happen ta ya."
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Post by fancy on May 23, 2006 16:46:47 GMT -5
Fancy raised her eyebrows at him. "Oh.. so your supposed to look after me now?" she rolled her eyes. "Urgh.. i hate him sometimes..." she glared down at her hands for a second. "Did he seriously like... tell you to keep an eye on me or something?" this was starting to bother her. Great that Ace wanted to make sure she was okay, but she got enough of that from Red and she didn't need it from every newsie in New York....
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Post by sneaks on May 23, 2006 16:46:48 GMT -5
Sneaks shrugged. "I wanted food. I dont give a damn about boundaries. If you have a beef with me, then you do. Regardless of lines. And Me and Ace have an agreement. So don't worry about it. Ace and I will take care of it."
He smirked. "Rumour is some Brooks kid was threatening girls." He didn't say one girl in particular. "I don't like that."
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Post by fancy on May 23, 2006 16:49:10 GMT -5
Fancy rolled her eyes. "Yeah this Rusty kid... he was threatening Dazzle and Flare at the library a couple days ago... How'd you find out?" she wondered, jeez rumors traveled like wild fire around New York.
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Post by flick on May 23, 2006 16:51:14 GMT -5
"No Fancy, Ace didn't tell me nothin', but I've hoid about it. It helps when ya can be quiet, but not seem sneaky," he smiled at Fancy. He knew how some girls liked to take care of themselves, but sometimes you just had to deal with it.
"So ya wouldn't hoit Fancy?" Flick asked and then said, " 'Cause if ya did, I'd punch ya. Or any goil for dat matteh, no matteh what side she was on." He glared at Sneaks as he said this.
"Whose Rusty?"
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