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Post by sneaks on May 31, 2006 22:28:47 GMT -5
Sneaks winced. Sh*t. "Flare...I..I didn't start it this time!!" He smiled brightly a bit of blood on his teeth, a mischevious spark in his eye. "And why will you soak me...my head cut didn't reopen!"
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Post by Skittery on May 31, 2006 22:29:17 GMT -5
Skittery turned and looked at the girl, never seeing her before and looked back at Sneaks with a smirk. "Guess I jus' found out who da Ace of Hearts is...." He just looked between the two wondering how this would pan out.
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Post by flare on May 31, 2006 22:31:36 GMT -5
Looking over at Skittery, Flare sighed and spat in her hand, holding it out to him, "Flare, de Kitchen by way o' Brooklyn. T'anks fo' bringin' dis idiot back."
Facing Sneaks again she smacked him across the face, not hard, but enough to make her point. "Don't get fresh wit me o' I'll let Spot 'ave ya."
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Post by sneaks on May 31, 2006 22:31:43 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded, murmmering over to Skits. "Yeah, she is...amazing, isnt she..she's even more fetching when angry..."
After Flare hit him, he rubbed his cheek a bit, hurt. "Hey...I didn't even fight back that much...I got my ass handed to me..."
He pouted a bit. "I was trying not to fight Flare...I.." He coughed a bit while he said the next part- "sorry."
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Post by Skittery on May 31, 2006 22:37:46 GMT -5
Skittery shooke her hand "Yeah..Skittery" He was surprise that someone else was in a similar situation to him. Girl in enemy territory and all - guess he wouldt really have to worry about Sneaks babbling to anyone.
He scruched up his forehead at the two of them. This was a...physical relationship. "See why ya didn't want me ta let her kill ya..." he mumbled quietly to Sneaks
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Post by flare on May 31, 2006 22:43:10 GMT -5
Grimacing, Flare ducked back inside. She came back out a couple of minutes later with what was left of the bandages and a wet cloth. Sighing she sat down in between the boys and began wiping off some of the bllod on Sneaks's face.
"Well, who was it this time?" she asked exasperatedly.
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Post by sneaks on May 31, 2006 22:45:08 GMT -5
While Flare was gone, Sneaks looked at Skits. "Yeah...Wonderous girl....but be glad Drifter is sweet." He laughed. "Though I wouldn't want her any other way."
When she came back he was happy she wasn't trying to wring his neck. He sighed a little, feeling better already. "You have magic hands there, Flare...and it was Ace. Who else?"
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Post by flare on May 31, 2006 22:48:24 GMT -5
"Oh Ise dunno, Rusty, Spot, Brooklyn in general," she responded sarcastically. "Someone's got a bit of a hero complex that he need to get over," she said to Skittery, "Dunno what I'm gonna do wit 'im, at dis rate he'll 'ave gotten in a fight wit every kid in New Yawk by next month."
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Post by Sweets on Jun 1, 2006 15:07:31 GMT -5
Sweets approached the steps but stopped when she saw Sneaks. "Heya Skittery, Sneaks..." she looked up to the new girl, forgetting her name for a moment, "Flare, right?"
She frowned, looking at Sneaks. "Well what 'appened heah?" she asked casually, motioning to his face. "Ya didn't crack ya head again did ya?"
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Post by flare on Jun 1, 2006 15:33:00 GMT -5
Flare nodded her head and continued wiping the blood off Sneaks's face. "Heya Sweets, Dis one 'ad ta go out an' get 'imself in anodda fight."
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Post by Sweets on Jun 1, 2006 18:11:00 GMT -5
Sweets kept a straight face but her eyes were grinning. "An' you're gonna let him get away wit dat?" she asked Flare, adoring the 'lover's quarrel' feeling of the situation.
"Who was it dis time? lemme guess. . . Spot Conlon?" she joked, unaware whether the two had ever even met.
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Post by sneaks on Jun 1, 2006 21:29:02 GMT -5
Sneaks snorted. "No..that was last time. IT was Ace again..but he was..." He flinched. "Different."
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Post by flare on Jun 1, 2006 21:46:29 GMT -5
Flare moved from the cut on his head to working on his cheek. He really did look like crap. Looking him in the eye she sighed, unable to made at him when he looked like he got hit by a trolley. The real anger could be saved for later.
"Different as in kicked yoah reah. T'ree fights in two days ain't real smart Sneaks. We'ah gonna 'ave ta find someone ta look at dat cut on yoah head."
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Post by sneaks on Jun 1, 2006 21:48:56 GMT -5
Sneaks captured her hand and kissed it softly. "Okay. So I wasn't that smart. I admit this." And admitting any of it was killign him. Damn Flare. Making him admit his faults. "But...you have to admit, trouble finds me." He frowned. "And my head is fine.."
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Post by flare on Jun 1, 2006 22:28:54 GMT -5
"Yoah head's pretty nasty, Ise don't wanna risk not gettin' it looked at," she said quietly, "An' Ise know, but ya can't keep doin' this. An' not cuz I don't like it, but cuz you can't keep gettin' roughed up like dis."
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