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Post by dazzle on May 19, 2006 11:39:56 GMT -5
Dazzle just look up at him, not answering. She decided that the best way to deal with this was ignore him. It really was none of his business, she was causing any trouble.
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Post by rusty on May 19, 2006 15:18:46 GMT -5
Rusty nodded at Fancy, but frowned at the other girl. They were in a war-not playing around. "Hey," he said gruffly, "I was talking to you too!"
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Post by flare on May 19, 2006 15:28:00 GMT -5
Flare looked up from her seat a few feet down from the other girls. She had been avoiding the sun and the heat in the cool confines of the library for most of the day, keeping to herself. But she knew trouble when she saw it and this kid was it. The way he was looking at and talking to the girl with Fancy was not right, and she suddenly forgot that she was trying to find quiet alone time. She stood up and made her way over to the girl in question and put her hands on the girls shoulders, a concious act of solidarity.
"Now Ise dunno who youse t'ink you are, but she's heah wit Fancy, an' if she's friends wit Fancy den she's friends wit me, an' Ise dun let nobody tawk ta my friends like dat," she said evenly, barely keeping her temper in check, "Ise suggest youse find someone else ta bothah. Dun even know why ya heah, youse dun look like de scholarly type ta me."
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Post by rusty on May 19, 2006 15:40:26 GMT -5
Rusty looked at the new girl in shock. He had been excited to join Brooklyn-he had heard((watched the movie*cough*)) so much about it, but this place wasn't anything like its reputation. Frankly he was disgusted, Spot was much too nice to these girls-he ought to put them in their place.
"Neith'ah do you." Rusty said looking the girl up and down, "I aint got a problem wit Fancy anyhow-just dis one." Rusty said pointing towards Dazzle. "And I werent boddering you, was I? Not to mention I live hea'h, and I can go anywhas I please." Rusty said and spat on the ground.
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Post by flare on May 19, 2006 15:48:55 GMT -5
Flare looked at the boy, flat out disgusted. Where did this loser crawl out from. Hell, she was from the Kitchen and she had better manners than this kid did. Spot must be desperate or drinking. It was then that Flare caught a glimpse of something that made her smirk grow.
"Ise wasn't askin' ya ta get out, Ise was tellin' ya to. An' Ise dun care who youse was bothahin', if youse bothahin' any goil youse messin' wit me too," she sized the kid up, she couldn't take him, but two of them could, and if came to that, she wasn't afraid to throw the first punch. Girl newsies had to stick together to keep jerks like this in place.
"As fo' dat stunnin' display of yoah mannahs, clean it up."
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Post by rusty on May 19, 2006 15:52:17 GMT -5
Rusty laughed a deep throaty laugh. They didn't know how dangerous he was. He had killed a man, with his bare hands and a bottle, these three girls couldn't touch him. "Hey, I aint going to hoit youa'h little friend hea'h," Rusty said pointing at Dazzle, "But don't threaten me, I don't like it." Rusty spat again, this time it came near Flare's shoe.
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Post by flare on May 19, 2006 15:58:48 GMT -5
Flare looked down at the floor and then up at the ape in front of her. The little Russian narrowed her eyes at him, holding herself back from launching at him.
"Ise said ta clean it up. O' are youse deaf on top o' dumb. Yous got ten seconds ta clean dat up an' apologize ta da goil heah befoah leavin' o' yoah goin' to regret it," Flare seethed.
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Post by fancy on May 19, 2006 17:49:09 GMT -5
Fancy stood up. She moved in front of Flare and looked Rusty square in the face. "Hey... back off both of you..." she turned to Flare "Flare... just relax okay?" then to Dazzle. "Don't worry about him Daz.." then to Rusty. "Rusty... you seem like a nice guy.... but step off okay... You might not want to go drawing that kind of attention to yourself around here okay? Brookies ain't afraid of a fight..." she moved closer to him. "And trust me... you don't want to Brookies against ya..."
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Post by flare on May 19, 2006 21:04:34 GMT -5
Flare didn't move an inch and continued to glare at the boy. The last thign she was doing was backing down from this creep.
"He ain't a nice guy, he's scum. An' Ise ain't gonna step off 'til hes outta heah. Dis guys trouble Fancy, ain't nuttin' gonna change dat. He's no good fo' Brooklyn," Flare spat out as she crossed her arms.
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Post by fancy on May 20, 2006 9:58:43 GMT -5
Fancy turned on Flare "Let's leave that for Spot to decide Flare..." she gave her friend a hard look then turned back to Rusty and Dazzle. "Daz i think you should head back to Queens... it ain't safe heah right now..." that wasn't a suggestion either. "Rusty, youse bettah go an talk to Spot about this...."
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Post by spotconlon on May 20, 2006 10:01:45 GMT -5
Spot happened to be in the library, he was returning a book he had borrowed 4 years ago. He came around the corner and saw Fancy, the new guy Rusty, Flare and a girl, who was not from the Bronx or Brooklyn. "Talk to me about what?" He asked, eyes narrowing at Dazzle.
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Post by rusty on May 20, 2006 10:50:46 GMT -5
Rusty whirled around and looked at Spot. He hoped Spot was the Spot he had heard about, and would be thankful, rather than angry, that he had caused trouble. After all the girl wasn't from here, and had no right to be in their library.
"Dat one," Rusty said pointing a stubby finger at Dazzle, "Ain't from Brooklyn. And dat one was threatening me." Rusty said laughing softly, he would have snapped her in two-she should be thankful that Spot Conlon showed up-preventing such a tragedy.
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 20, 2006 11:56:35 GMT -5
"Well, you know, i could see things very differently from heah." A voice said from around the other corner. "Flare aint da one doin all da threatenin, and most of it was because you were being a pig-headed idiot." Red pushed off the wall, hands in his pockets, "If I didn't think Flare could handle herself, i would have shown myself soonah."
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Post by rusty on May 20, 2006 13:14:30 GMT -5
Rusty raised his eyebrow, he didnt know this guy but he had seen him in the Brooklyn Lodging House, "Did you hear me threaten her once? Cuz if you did, yous is crazy. And whats wit you, you ok with outsiders bein hea'h or what?"
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Post by Collin Russiani on May 20, 2006 13:19:34 GMT -5
"Honestly?" Red came up a little closer, "as far as i see it, we may be at war, but a man who would even think of soakin a goil is no man at all."
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