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Post by trickster on Jan 18, 2009 14:07:58 GMT -5
"Name's Trickster." she said with a glance at the man's expression. "But I suppose you don't really care. She might though. So who're you?"
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Post by Joe on Jan 18, 2009 16:54:54 GMT -5
"Ah dere is a smart dame in Brooklyn" Joe grinned charmingly crooked and tipped his hat back down over his eyes "But yere right Doll most Joes in New York, Hell Brooklyn dont give a damn." Joe smirked and took another drag of his cigarette then offered it to Lucky again. "But who evah said i was like most Joes..." joe paused making it sound like his sentence was done and blew the smoke out of the side of his mouth "...Woulda been right" he grinned crooked unabashedly
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Post by trickster on Jan 18, 2009 17:25:23 GMT -5
"I suppose dat's one lesson I've learned den." Trickster shifted the bag on her shoulder and blew her bangs out of her eyes. "The next lesson 'bout how guys are charmers or is dat just you?"
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Post by Joe on Jan 18, 2009 17:44:12 GMT -5
"Dere only Charmers if da dame wants ta be charmed." Joe smirked and rolled the cigarette over his knuckles as he waited for Lucky to take a drag.
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Post by trickster on Jan 18, 2009 17:58:44 GMT -5
"Guess dat answers my question." Trickster smiled. "So you wanna tell me where da bunk is or am I stuck carryin' dis thing with me?" she asked, jerking her head towards her bag.
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Jan 19, 2009 3:58:36 GMT -5
Lucky plucked the smoke from Joe's fingers and took another drag, her eyes fixing on Trickster before she snorted a bit and leaned back, taking a long drag. She loved her smokes.
"Dere only Charmers if da dame wants ta be charmed."
"And most don't," she responded with another drag before handing Joe back his smoke, the comradeship-- hell Smalls probably wouldn't understand this arrangement anymore than Lucky did at the moment. But hell-- Joe was like family in a strange, twisted way.
"The name's Lucky-- you speak to Conlon?"
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Post by trickster on Jan 19, 2009 8:28:12 GMT -5
"Not yet. Figured I wouldn't be able to miss him but I got proven wrong." She shifted uncomfortably, grateful the two had talked to her but figuring she should let them get back to talking. After all, she'd already screwed it up, having not talked to her leader, why make herself seem like a pest as well.
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Post by Joe on Jan 19, 2009 17:44:44 GMT -5
Guess dat answers my question.
"Doll dat doesnt even begin ta cover it." Joe smirked and blew smoke at her as he once again gave her the once over, winking at the innduendo.
And most don't
"Funny all da ones who are 'round me are." Joe looked at Lucky with a straight face "Ise must be bettah den i taught." Joe an epitome of nonchalance.
Not yet. Figured I wouldn't be able to miss him but I got PROVEN WRONG.
"Wrong, you'll know when youse are it'll hurt" Joe said straight and took a drag of his cigarette. Shrugging Joe Smiled crookedly,then blew the smoke into his hat and sat it back on top of his face, obscuring his face. "At da moment Conlon's out on buisness. I'd come back lattah." stretching he arched his back then settled back and folded his arms behind his head taking another drag.
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Post by trickster on Jan 20, 2009 18:53:00 GMT -5
"Hm. He always dis full of himself?" Trickster asked Lucky, jabbing her thumb in Joe's direction. "or does he just like messing with da new kids?"
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Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Jan 20, 2009 22:26:20 GMT -5
Lucky let out a snort of a laugh, "No, mate. He's always this bloody charming.. and it's only to the dames... he's a right prick to the lads around here.." she pinched Joe's nose and shifted when he did, she was still sitting on him after all and had no desire to move at the moment. She nipped the smoke from his fingers once more and took a drag.
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Post by Joe on Jan 21, 2009 0:17:16 GMT -5
"och you wound me lass. Ise am an equal opportunist just donna ask me ta kiss dem." Joe snaked out his arm grabbed her hat, kissed her cheek, tweeked her nose then pulled her hat down over her eyes and returned to his previous position like he had never moved. All the while stealing back his smoke and taking another drag smirking, with her on top of his stomach
Lucky was like a sister to him, ruffling her cool was a second job to the him. Someone had to do it. Grinning lazily Joe blew smoke into his hat and oozed nonchalance. Plus if he got away with only a few bruises meant Lady luck was on his side and he may just try a hand of poker at the races. Lucky was a good measure.
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Post by trickster on Jan 22, 2009 20:35:08 GMT -5
Trickster shook her head at the two. "Alright well I'm goin' up to da bunk. I'll see ya." She nodded her head at the them.
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Post by Joe on Jan 23, 2009 11:29:21 GMT -5
(i changed the other one a bit cuz it was awkward ^.^)
Joe turned to Trickster and took one final drag before he snubbed the butt out between his fingers. "Word of advice Trick..." he blew the smoke out away from him. "Find Conlon's, da mans not a big fan of uninvited Guests." Joe shrugged then closed his eyes and left the rest up to the dames to figure out.
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Post by trickster on Jan 23, 2009 15:09:13 GMT -5
"Will do but I'd rather ditch da bag foist. Something about talkin' to him with a bunch of clothes slung over my shoulder doesn't sound so appealing."
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Post by Joe on Jan 28, 2009 15:17:52 GMT -5
"Young unns always got somethin ta prove." Joe stated. "Gotta have da last woird ta prove dey got a paiah." Joe just shook his head under his hat. "Or is dat just a dame thing?" Joe grinned at Lucky. "Youse gotta paiah you want ta prove ta me?" He said as he pulled a warm beer out he had place under the couch and took a swig. Alcohol close foirst ta me cigs. He thought and enjoyed the taste as the dark liquid slid down his dry throat.
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