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Post by Administrator on Jan 5, 2008 18:09:20 GMT -5
Come on up and watch the race!
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Jan 13, 2008 15:18:42 GMT -5
Lucky was a great many things, and a gambler with a whole lot to win or lose was one of them. By the virtue of her name alone she could make out at least breaking even or winning a few bucks here and there but today she wanted to win big. She'd gotten a tip, (Not one from Race those were always destined to end up six feet under) and she was more then willing to use it. Midnight Riot was not favored to win but he damn well looked like he was going too. And it looked like she was going to make enough money so she didn't have to sell papes for a few weeks.
"Come on ya blighter!" she yelled, leaning over the bar, gripping it tightly. "Go! Go!"
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lacey
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Post by lacey on Jun 11, 2008 4:28:51 GMT -5
((new day))
Lacey could hear the money jingling in her pocket. She had 20 cents, plus 25 left over, 20 for her papes tomorrow, and 5 for her lunch. As she took a seat she looked around, there was barely anyone at the races this time of the day, she only saw a newsboy selling his papes to a man. After Lacey took her seat she looked at her ticket, she was betting on starlight.
As starlight started to run, starlight was in the lead. Starlight was almost there......Starlight crossed the finish line!
Lacey stood up and cheered!!!
This had been one great day for Lacey, she had a great day of selling, and she won a race. It wasn't everyday that Lacey wins a race at Sheepstead Bay.
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 18:46:30 GMT -5
*new Day*
Nick found a good spot in the back, leaning his arms on the railings he could see the field pretty well. Just as long as none of those ladies that decided to come with their gents got their overly large hats in the way. He scowled, he hated that, it was like whats the point.. they're hideous and annoying. Pulling out a cigarette he lit it and in haled the taste, letting the smoke out before placing the rest back in his pocket.
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 18:53:20 GMT -5
Heather sighed and sat down, wearing the fashion of the upper class--corset, bloomy blouse, a bustled skirt, and a large brimmed hat, covering her perfect curls. She had gone back to her father, who welcomed her with open arms. He swore that he had just been worried about her. As of now, it wasn't so bad. He was buying her lots of new clothing, and grooming her for control. Still, she knew she was just a posession to him; perhaps she would kill him after all.
She was still lonely though.
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 18:56:48 GMT -5
Nick scowled as a girl sat down in front of him, her hat blocking his view. "hey.... Miss."the word miss came out like a disgusted hiss. "Move it or lose the hat"he growled, taking another drag from his cigarette, letting the smoke out towards her.
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 19:13:07 GMT -5
Heather rolled her eyes, debating on going for her knife. "Talk to me like that again, and you'll lose something much more precious to you." She turned around, her eyes widening, then a slight smile graced her face--which quickly turned to a grin. "Nick. Bloody hell, I thought you left."
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 19:19:21 GMT -5
NIck was ready as he heard her words, though there was something familiar about that voice and as the girl turned around, his scowl transformed into a smirk.. and then to a grin. "Well well'He raised his brow. "if it isnt Miss Murder'He took in her outfit and raised a questioning brow. He waved off her comment. "yeah... well.. you know how it is"he shrugged. "im back again though..' he gave a low whistle. "So whats with the new get up?"he raised his brows. "Cant say it dont look good on ya, but..just.. doesnt seem to fit is all"he shrugged.
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 19:29:24 GMT -5
Heather rolled her eyes. "I decided to go back to Daddy. Better than being scared and running all the time. I'm 18 now. I had to grow up and be a big girl about it all really. If I am groomed and readily accepted as successor, when he dies, well then..it will be a much easier time being in control, no?" She smirked. He understood she meant to do her father in. "I missed you, Nick. Can I have a hug, or am I much to hoity toity for you now?"
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 19:36:02 GMT -5
He let her words sink in before nodding a bit. "I suppose..'He said. 'Well no ones ever been able to tell you what to do"he said, "and I dont care as long as you are happy"he grunted and licked his lips. "Christ that sounded gross coming from me"he laughed lightly. "Dont tell anyone Im a true sap"he said with a smirk. At her request of a hug he chuckled a bit> "oh I dont know, dont want to wrinkle you or get you dirty now do I?"he shook his head. "Wait.. I dont care..'he moved so he was closer to her, he stopped first. "Not with that hat on.. itll try to eat me"he smirked.
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 19:42:18 GMT -5
Heather snorted. "Well well, Nick. Careful, I might think you care." She grinned. She was allowing her emotions to show a bit more than usual; but she was just very happy to see a friendly face. "And I am. Enough. You know me, plans within plans.."
She laughed, tugging the hat off her hair, her curls bouncing. "I can get more clothing. Besides, I look better when I have a bit of dirt on me."
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 19:49:06 GMT -5
"mm.. exactly"he said and then nodded> "yes.. yes I do know'he commented lightly nodding a bit as he looked at her for a moment. When she took her hat off. He took one last drag from his cigarette, flicking it over the side of the stands before he closed the gap between them and hugged her. "That you do Heather"he mused at her dirt comment. "Im the best dirt to get on ya too"he smirked before pulling away again. "It really is good to see you heather"he told her sincerely. "So.."his eyes moved over her curls and he tugged at one lightly. "Other then going back to your father, what have I missed in your world?"
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 20:01:05 GMT -5
Heather laughed and hugged him back, then moved up to sit next to him, smoothing her skirt out. "Oh and you are the best dirt? You might not want to let that get out.." She nudged him gently, laughing. "...well, Lucas disappeared again. I've had it, really, with him--there is a Paul Kelly man, Scar, who has been talking to me quite a bit. I think he might be a nutter." She shrugged. "...so nothing really. You?"
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Post by nicke on Sept 5, 2008 20:07:47 GMT -5
Nick grunted a bit. "No, only to the special people"He said as she took a seat next to him. Nick was rarely ever like this.. it seemed that really it was only around Heather that he was. When she told him lucas disappeared again he growled and shook his head. "I hope you have..'He said. "I dont know how many more times the gits gotta let you down before you wash your hands of him"he hated it when lucas left, because that meant it hurt her and he hated it when she was hurt. Even though she hid it, he knew...
"Paul kelly?..'he shrugged a bit> "hm... havent heard of 'im"He licked his lips a bit. "me? I saved up a bit of money, went to see the world"he rolled his eyes. "Got through two states before running out of money and into trouble"He laughed lightly> "Thought it best I just come back here and stay..'
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Post by muder on Sept 5, 2008 20:17:11 GMT -5
Heather shrugged. "It's...well..Sam says that its a two way street. He thinks that I haven't been good to Lucas or something...or maybe that I just need to be patient?" She ran a hand through her hair. "I've never been good at being patient." She smirked. Nick understood her well enough. She appreciated that. He wouldn't scream at her.
"Mm...he's an alright chap. He's very sexist though." She rolled her eyes. "That annoys me." She grinned as he explained where he was. "Well that's typical of you. But did you have fun while you were gone?"
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