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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 17:22:52 GMT -5
Damn it-all I wanted to do was stop that f***er from killing Ace. Oh well, I can take one guy and a girl. Hopefully Ace is still alive.
Spot was thrown the ground with the gigantic goon sitting on top of him. Well, Spot had been trained to fight dirty-He punched Sparks square in the throat, hoping to knock any breath he had left in him out.
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Post by fancy on May 24, 2006 17:41:05 GMT -5
Fancy screeched and grabbed Spots arm. "Spot... don't.." she held onto him for dear life. "Please Spot..." she was full out crying now and it was tearing her apart to see her friends this way....
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Post by spotconlon on May 24, 2006 18:06:06 GMT -5
After punching Sparks, Spot looked wildly at Fancy, "GO! GO HOME AND TAKE ACE!"
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Post by fancy on May 24, 2006 18:24:07 GMT -5
Fancy glared at him. "No..." she stated blankly. "I'm tired of doing what you tell me to do..." she snapped.
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Post by sparks on May 24, 2006 19:14:49 GMT -5
Sparks growled as he took the punch, it winded him a bit, but not enough to knock him off the boy. He bit backa slur about the Irish, figuring Flanna wouldn't be pleased. He instead made a fist and quickly retaliated, punching Spot across the jaw, almost surprised when he didn't hear it crack. He pulled his fist back ready to punch him again, when the broad that started the whole mess opened her mouth.
"Ace is it, leadeh o' de Bronx," he mocked openingly, "Well Ise do believe Ise honored ta 'ave whopped his ass. He's alive Brookie, but dat's as generous as I'm feelin' tanight. Flanna, git Conlon's broad outta heah befoah she gits herself in moah trouble. Ise ain't 'bout ta 'ave a goil git in de middle o' dis."
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Post by Prince on May 24, 2006 19:42:53 GMT -5
"SHUT UP ALL OF YA'S!" Prince had had about enough of these three goin' at it. She'd tried multiple times to get them to stop but they'd cut her off every time. This was still her territory, so she should still have rule. Whether or not she does... has yet to be seen. "Sparks calm down, an' git offa him. Spot you'se take Fancy an' Ace outta heah. At dis rate I'se ain't nevah gonna let any of ya kids in Broolyn again... ya got miss Fancy heah ta thank for dat," Prince said glaring at her well, had you asked her at this point it would have been her former best friend. She was tired of this fighting, like this. However... if anyone threw a punch at her just then... she'd a punched 'em right back... harder. She was teetering on the edge of all reason here.
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Post by fancy on May 24, 2006 20:48:08 GMT -5
Fancy flinched at the tone of Prince's voice. "I didn't mean for it to happen this way Prince!" she spat. "It's not like you HAD to hit me!" she folded her arms. "And nearly kill my child..." she added in an undertone. This wasn't about her and Prince anymore. She wanted to make ameands with Prince really she did, but now wasn't the time and this definatly wasn't the place. "None of this would have happened if YOU hadn't been such an idiot.." she snapped, pointing a finger at Spot. He was one of the reasons she was in this mood and now so was Prince, all of the leaders were really pissing her off right then and she wanted to smack them all...
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Post by sparks on May 24, 2006 21:33:24 GMT -5
Sparks looked over at Prince and got off of the kid. If Prince wanted him off the Brooklyn leader, he'd get off, but if he tried something, Sparks was ready for it. He brushed himself off before making his way over to where Flanna was sitting and he kneeled down next to her.
"Dis is exactly why Ise didn't want ya ta fight. Ya ok enough ta walk back ta de lodgin' house."
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Post by flanna on May 24, 2006 23:23:57 GMT -5
She looked at Prince. This was turning into a whole mess. Friends against Friends...Prince couldnt be blamed for hitting Fancy. She didn't know the girl was pregnant.. "Fancy, get out of her. Prince didn't have to hit you. But you shouldn't have been here. You knew the risks when coming here. Putting your child in danger.." She shook her head.
Flanna smirked. "I think I did a pretty good job holding my own...And I don't want to go back without you." She was still determined to make sure he didn't kill anyone or get killed himself. "I.." She stood and quickly sat back down after her breath left her. After a few more minutes, she stood again, this time teetering, but standing, putting a hand on Sparks' shoulder. "I think I'll be okay to walk." Her head was swimming a bit, but not too bad. "But I'm not going without you...and thank you...you are right." She blushed a little.
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Post by sparks on May 25, 2006 9:02:03 GMT -5
Sparks laughed and sighed deeply in mock drama, "It's what I gets fo' livin' in a burrough teemin' wit women. No one will eveh listen ta me an'," here he pointed back over his shoulder at the Brooklynite, "I'll always 'ave ta take out de trash."
He stood up and wrapped an arm around Flanna's waist, "Be careful now, I'll neveh heah de end o' it if Ise let ya fall," he said with a cheeky grin, "But we ain't leavin' 'til der gone. Ise not about ta leave Prince heah alone wit dem again."
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Post by fancy on May 25, 2006 9:04:33 GMT -5
Fancy rolled her eyes. "What is it with people and telling me what to do?" she murmered darkly to herself. "I hate you all...."
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Post by flanna on May 25, 2006 9:56:59 GMT -5
Flanna nodded. She wasn't to fond of all the women either. She smirked. "Sorry about actin' all womany for once, Sparks." She laughed softly, leaning into Sparks, feeling comfortable and in a bit less pain.
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Post by scaper on May 25, 2006 12:13:15 GMT -5
"For one, the only place I think you all are going is the Hall." Carter stepped out from around the fountain, with his baton in hand and blowing his whistle. He had been there nearly the entire fight.
"You should be ashamed of yourselves, all of you for different reasons." He knelt next to Ace and noticed the bruising, then turned to Sparks.. "You do realize that just a little more pressure would have killed him? And you almost did."
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Post by flanna on May 25, 2006 12:42:46 GMT -5
Flanna cursed, looking at Carter. Well...hall is better than the refuge.. Well...she wasn't in any state to run. She stayed by Spark's side.
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Post by scaper on May 25, 2006 12:47:57 GMT -5
"Alright you kids. If any of you decide you don't want to go to the hall, I'll be glad to take you to the refuge, and you older ones will start living in jail." He stood up from beside Ace, after making sure the boy didn't need medical attention. "Anyo objections
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