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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:54:07 GMT -5
"IM MAKING THINGS WORSE! You goddamned Queens kids.. one dead Brooklyn kid ain't enough. I was trying to stop this shithead for killin' him." Spot approached Flanna, threatningly.
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 14:57:26 GMT -5
Flanna stood toe to toe with Spot. "Sparks won't listen to a Brooks...interfering like you wer was going to make it worse..." Her eyes flashed. "And don't you talk. Queens didn't cause that death...you started this war, so more blood can be on your hands." She set her jaw. She was luckly only about an inch shorter than Spot, and was perpared if he swung. "And don't talk about Sparks like that."
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 14:59:09 GMT -5
Spot was sick of Flanna, he shoved her aside, he had more important things on his mind- namely saving Ace.
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:01:04 GMT -5
Oh. He did not just shove her. Flanna slapped Spot across the face, hard. "Don't you touch me! Don't you ever touch me!" She spit out.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 15:01:57 GMT -5
Spot simply shoved her aside again. The slap didn't really hurt and he wasn't about to get into a full on fight with a goil. He rushed at Sparks again and tackled him.
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:04:42 GMT -5
Flanna wasn't about to let Spot get Sparks like that. As much as she wanted Sparks to stop killing Ace, she wasn't going to let Spot do what he was doing. Running, she tackled Spot off of Sparks.
"Sparks, for the love of god, get off of that boy!!" She shouted as she struggled with Spot.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 15:07:08 GMT -5
Wow, thats helpful Flanna-Spot though rolling his eyes at Flanna. Spot rolled of Sparks but simply batted Flanna's arms away from him. It was about to get ugly.
"Seriously Flanna, if yous is gunna tackle me, I'm gunna have to hoirt ya. And I don't want no complainin later on."
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:10:13 GMT -5
Flanna shook her head. "I'm not letting you attack Sparks. He'll kill Ace and you. Do what you will to me. I'm not going to allow it." She stood between Spot and Sparks, not moving. "You will have to go through me."
Long ago she swore she would never allow another man to stop her. To take advantage of her. Spot wasn't going to get to Sparks unless it was over her unconcious body.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 15:11:51 GMT -5
Spot glared, fine, she had made the choice. He rushed after her plunging his head into her stomach, knocking them both to the ground.
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:13:34 GMT -5
Flanna slammed into the ground, all the wind knocked out of her. Struggling to regain her breath, she swung her fist at Spot, fighting to get him off her at the same time.
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 15:14:32 GMT -5
A fist went into Spots jaw. "Aw!" He picked Flanna up and tossed her carelessly to the side. Once again he rushed to pull Sparks off of Ace.
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:19:21 GMT -5
Flanna flew into the fountian, hitting it hard...She saw stars, feeling pain fly up her side. Still, she was determined. Standing up with a bit of a stumble, she tackled Spot aroudn the waist. "I said, no!" She was struggling to ignore the pain in her side and head and keep Spot away..
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Post by sparks on May 24, 2006 15:35:43 GMT -5
Sparks looked over as Spot hit Flanna and any control he had quickly vanished. He tightened his hands around the boys throat and watched as he went totally limp. Standing up, the big Russian gave the boy a mighty kick, knocking the boy onto his side. He cracked his knuckles as he made his way to Flanna's side. Shoving her out of the way, Sparks threw himself at Spot.
"You ain't in Brooklyn no moah Spottie, an' now yoah ass is mine."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on May 24, 2006 15:37:10 GMT -5
((heh- i gave Sparks permission to do that. So, yes, Ace is out now. ^_^ just want to make it clear it aint god-modelin))
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 15:41:17 GMT -5
Flanna's eyes widened. Well...I tried to stop this from happening...but Spot wouldn't listen... Looking over at Ace and seeing he was still breathing, she slipped over to the fountain, sitting down, trying to breathe through the sharp pains.
She was sure she hadn't broken anything, but the bruises and tears were going to keep her hurting for a while. She put a cloth to her head, happy to see only a small bit of blood. Nothing Sparks would kill Spot over, she hoped.
She smiled proudly at her man. "Kick his ass, Sparks."
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