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Post by bunky on Jun 10, 2009 23:49:15 GMT -5
PIper saw a flash go by her, seeing it was someone who was walking or skipping in a rather light pace as they went by. She looked around to see who it was but then she looked over to her opposite side, seeing a boy next to her with a smile on his face. He looked decent to her, so he must not be from Brooklyn. If he was she was going to be sick.
"Hello, you from 'round here?" he asked in a polite tone. Yep, be must be from The BRonx, were the polite boys are. She cocked her head to the side and played with a curly red lock of hair in her face.
"Does it look like I'm from around here?" She asked in a smile and also a tease.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 15:20:43 GMT -5
((What is really cool is that this is possible making fire into shapes is possible its amazing look it up on youtube it is very cool))
Matchstick who is usual witty and quick with other guys but he hasn't met very many girls and he didn't know what to say "um... I dunno ... uh... Is it sapposta be obvious?" Still smiling he lit his match and then blew on the fire, control it in some amazing way making the fire shape in to a frame around his face and the a dragon, and then a bunny stopping at the bunny because that was his favorite. Distracted by the fire he didn't notice the bar fight going on by the end of the bar table.
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 15:32:53 GMT -5
Piper sighed and ruffled her red hair through her fingers. She nudged him lightly to make him smile.
"I'm kidding, didn't mean to make ya confused or nothin'. I'm Piper, newsie from 'Hattan. You?" she asked as she held out her hand in a smile.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 15:42:48 GMT -5
Matchstick realized said "Oh I'm Matchstick, Bronx" Look over at the bar fire he put the burn matchstick in his mouth again.
"See we ava neda bar fight eh?"
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 15:49:34 GMT -5
Piper looked over at the bar fight and eyed it with interest. She liked to watch those kinds of fights.
"looks brutal. Ever been in one?" Piper asked Matchstick in curiosity. He seemd like a okay guy, a bit on the jumpy side, but overall a nice guy.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 16:23:42 GMT -5
"Eh, lets say yeh ask me that same question in exactly one min" He took off his jacket and threw it in Pipers arms.
Matchstick walked up to the messy bar fight and asked "Now, wha problem do we av ere?"
Both bar fighters just paused and looked at the young dirty boy with a match hanging out of his mouth and ash on his chin.
The first bar-fighter walked right up to the scrawny kid "Well hello, you think your pretty tuff dontcha?" He licked his finger and put it to the lit match hanging out of the kids mouth. "Don't look so tough now do ya?"
Matchsticks smiles quickly turned in to a frown, "Look what ya just did! You waisted a perfectly good flame! Waisted it! What is wrong with you!"
The bar-fighter just laughed and then looked at the other bar-fighter "now back to you..."
Matchstick finally snapped "YOU MURDERER!!!" He screamed and jumped on the bar-fighters back.
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 18:20:46 GMT -5
Piper saw the whole scene going on and she couldn't let a fellow newsie get hurt. It was a unspoken rule, if one newsie was going down then others should follow. She walked over in a brisk pace, whirled one of the fighters around and punched him in the face, making his nose break and blood spill out. She felt some blood splatter on her cheek and nose. She yanked Matchstick off the other fighter, pulled him out of her way and punched the other fighter as well.
"Nice manners to beat up on a child." She muttered. She looked back to Matchstick and grabbed his jacket.
"You need air." She told him as she was yanking him out of the store.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 19:24:57 GMT -5
Grumbling and angry matchstick got tugged out of the store, crossing his arms he said "Thats what he deserved! That lousy killa!" With his arms crossed Piper leaned him against the wooden outside wall of the pizza parlor.
"Oh yeah and you gota nice punch, we make a good team!"
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 19:44:37 GMT -5
"Hate to tell you, but I'm a lover not a fighter. But I did fight off those two blockes to save your lovin' neck." Piper told him in a honest tone a she fished out a cigarette from her pocket and got fished around for her lighter.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 21:48:20 GMT -5
"I got it" Matchstick lights a match and lights the sig for Piper "You can ask meh now" said Matchstick smiling.
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 21:54:27 GMT -5
Piper inhaled and drew out some smoke through her nostrils. She leaned back against the brick wall they were near and looked up at the sky.
"I take it you're the fighting type? You should be from Brooklyn, most of the boys are fighters there." Piper said to him as she looked over at him.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 22:14:31 GMT -5
"Ah, I ain't like em, I'm not much of a fighter, that was just for fun... until that block head burnt out that innocent flame, then it was serious. No one realizes that there is a life in every flame, every one," Matchstick spit on the side walk and looked at Piper "I'm neither a fighter ora a lova' I'm a mix a' both... a lighter," Said Matchstick, smiling, and light his own sig with his lighter that he never usually used, he thought of it as fake fire, cheating kinda.
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 22:33:03 GMT -5
Piper smiled as she took in another drag. She then finally found her lighter in her pocket and took it out, flicking the fire on and off every other second. It was her nervous habit, flicking it one and off.
"I know how that is." She replied to him, looking at the fire in her hands with amazement.
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Post by matchstick on Jun 11, 2009 22:36:20 GMT -5
Matchstick looked up at the clouds for a couple seconds then jumped off the wall suddenly and said to Piper "You wanna see somthin' real cool?!?!?" Looking kind of like a puppy dog.
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Post by bunky on Jun 11, 2009 22:47:02 GMT -5
Piper giggled as she closed her lighter in her hand and pushed herself off the brick wall.
"Sure." Piper replied in a grin.
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