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Post by fancy on May 5, 2006 21:33:14 GMT -5
She smiled a small smile "Thats good.... Spot and Ace..." she mulled it over in her brain thinking of how this would all look "Ace and Slinks...." she smiled "Have you thought of a date yet?" she questioned him....
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 5, 2006 21:49:02 GMT -5
"I dunno..." He frowned, "I was thinking something symoblic...but..." He shrugged. "Aint my strong point."
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Post by fancy on May 5, 2006 21:51:20 GMT -5
Fancy raised an eyebrow "Symbolic? What do you mean?" he was on to something and she liked it....
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Post by drifter on Jun 5, 2006 21:48:57 GMT -5
<<NEW DAY>>
Drifter sat with her legs stretched out along the bench of the picnic table. She'd had a good day playing and wondered if she ever was going to actually sell a single pape. With their limited supply, she didn't want to take any papes that could go to someone else, not when she had something else. Her money was snug in her skirt pocket, and she was enjoying the afternoon. She could always play again later and catch the early evening rush of people through the park.
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 14:01:29 GMT -5
"Dia duit ar maidin."
A voice said from beside her. Razor sat on the other bench, head in his hands. He flashed her a small smile, dressed ony in a billowing white shirt and dark pants.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 14:18:59 GMT -5
"Dia duit ar maidin?" Drifter asked laughing, "Ta se a haon a chlog. It's good to see you Raz."
Grinning she tucked her legs under the table and slid her case over a bit, playing temporarily forgotten.
"We match," she said playfully, pointing to her own dark skirt and floaty white shirt, "but what brings you out to the Bronx?"
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 14:28:14 GMT -5
He shrugged, "I felt like running around, seeing how things have changed." He looked around a bit, ignoring her bashing of his greeting. To him, it was morning. Blade and Razor, if anything, were children of the night.
"I also heard Ace was leadah heah." His voice cropped just a bit.
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 14:40:51 GMT -5
"Well yea, Ise told you 'bout Ace when I was in Brooklyn. He was awfully upset when Ise got back aftah that," she said cocking her head slightly, "Seemed to be pretty surprised I made friends with you. I don't see what the big deal is though."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 14:45:59 GMT -5
Razor shrugged, "Is it that surprising? A lot of people dont get along with my brother and I. We scare people." He flicked his switchblade into his hand, "Its because we're good with these." He held it up to the light and flicked it open. "They call us murderers and monsters."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 14:59:39 GMT -5
"Na dean sin!" Drifter said quickly, motioning for him to put it away. "This isn't like Brooklyn, you can't do that sorta thing heah without finding trouble. And I foh one don't belevie what I heah."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 16:08:51 GMT -5
Razor shrugged, but slid the blade back, wherever it had come from. "That's a smart outlook, but how do you know what you hear isn't the truth?" He was asking out of curiousity now. "For all you know we could really be the murderers everyone talks about."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 21:55:39 GMT -5
"That's easy, theah ah some people Ise trust and othahs Ise don't," she said simply as she shrugged her shoulders, "And you just don't strike me as the type. Can't say much 'bout yoah brothah, but Ise trust you."
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:00:10 GMT -5
He looked at her for a moment and muttered something under his breath in gaelic. "You're a brave goil." He murmurred. "Dat's all i can say."
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Post by drifter on Jun 6, 2006 22:13:45 GMT -5
"It's not like I'm on my own anymoeh, Ise got people heah lookin' out foh me," and looking up at the boy with her innocent grin she added, "Aithníonn ciaróg ciaróg eile. Would you ratheh I feah you?"
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Post by razor on Jun 6, 2006 22:28:50 GMT -5
"I will admit it confused me for a moment." Razor grinned, "Fear is easier, i dont...quite know what to do with trust."
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