Post by Fighter Mallory on Feb 11, 2011 22:34:53 GMT -5
Yay..First IC chat log...Top to Bottom...
Birdie: *shoves her hands into her pockets and finds a place to sit, thumbing a smoke out of her pocket and leaning back in a stuffed, gawdy chair*
Fighter: *takes a drag of her cigarette as she moves her beer around on the bar* *it had been a long day and she was thoroughly enjoying having a beer and a cigarette right now*
Red: *steals Birdie's smoke* 'lo all.
Birdie: ..... Russiani if you don't return that prompt they'll be trouble..
Hawkeye: *gives Birdie a smoke and lights one of his own* No fighting in the pub, kids...
Fighter: *smirks slightly, raising an eyebrow at Red but stays silent*
Birdie: *takes the smoke and leans back, smirks a bit at Hawk before taking a drag from her smoke* ... Red knows bettah..
Red: You can all come fight in my pub. Then I can charge all you rascals for the damages.
Fighter: You could try...*speaking wryly and with a grin*
Birdie: ... *to fight* like the barstool lucky broke over some queen's girls head..
Fighter*shrugs* Can't seem to recall that...*smirks* Guess it just blends in with a few other times.
Hawkeye: *smirks and takes a drag* or that Jewel Kid half of Brooklyn wanted to kill.
Hawkeye: THAT would have been a good bar fight
Birdie: *sighs*... I hear she pushed all of Lucky's buttons at once..
Fighter: *chuckles* I thought she was amusing...wouldn't wanna spend much time with her but she was good for some laughs. *not intentionally of course, but fight hardly cared*
Birdie: ,... heard she had a crush on fearless leader..
Hawkeye: *laughs* Don' they all
Fighter: *snickers a bit at that* So she does...did you hear she smacked Banshee for not wanting to kiss her? *smirks widely*
Birdie: ...*snorts and then coughs before she starts laughing* Oy hawkey best stay away from that one, she'd say you have dreamy eyes..
Fighter: I think she'd say that about just about anyone. *takes a drag of her cigarette*
Hawkeye: *grins at Fighter* But I DO have dreamy eyes. *chuckles and orders a beer* She's Dodger's problem now...
Fighter: *snorts* 'Course you do..*in a tone that says otherwise* Good luck to him.
Birdie: .. I feel so bad for the Brit.. *reaches over and shoves her hand in Hawks pocket to pull out his matches to play with the booklet*
Fighter: *lifts the beer to her lips* I'm sure he'll be able to handle her...*her lips quirk into a devilish smile thinking it would be fun to see his reaction to the girl*
Hawkeye: *slaps birdie's hand, but lets her keep the matches* Heard she tried to flirt with Princess..
Birdie: *snaps her teeth at Hawks hands slapping at hers but plays with the matches regardless* .. you just want to see Dodger have a god old British heart attach, Fight..... *pauses, looks at Hawk* I heard
Birdie: about that too..
Hawkeye: *grins at Birdie* course you did. *sips his beer* woulda paid good money to see that in person
Fighter: It would be interesting to watch him twitch. *takes another drag of her cigarette* Really? *laughs* Has she met anyone in the city and not flirted with them?
Birdie ... maybe she's not particular... *slips Hawks hand and takes a sip from his beer before slipping back into her seat* Seems to me she aint to wise. that little bronx girl Emma
Birdie: out her in her place..
Fighter: *shrugs* Don't think I know her...*she didn't make a habit of knowing everyone in the city like the other two did*
Hawkeye: *quickly downs half his beer before Birdie can drink more* As did Lexi... seems Jewels doesn't know what's good for her *smirks and hopes she'll have another run-in with Lucky*
Birdie: *because it's their JOB to know everyone* .. blond thing.. Hawkey's type.. if she wasn't all protected by big men
Birdie: *nod at Hawk* We'll have to wait and see
Fighter: *laughs quietly, finishing her cigarette before stubbing it out on the table* I'm sure Hawk could take a couple if she really caught his attention. *winks jokingly at Hawkeye*
Hawkeye: *grins unashamedly at the mention of his type. narrows eyes at Birdie* Her big protectove men have nothing on me. I just haven't gone for her yet. Could be more trouble than she's worth *winks back*
Birdie: *brooklyn love, tilts her head at Hawk* I'd put my money on River soaking you *teasing lightly, River used to be Brooks*
Fighter: *smirks* That'd be a fight worth putting money on.
Hawkeye: any time, kids, any time... *more grinning and smoking*
Fighter: *chuckles and raises her drink once more to take a large swallow of the liquid*
Birdie: *snags Hawks and takes the rest of it down, leaning back a bit and taking a drag from her smoke* Miss River.. Brooks ain't the same..
Hawkeye: *takes Birdies cig and puts it out, signals for another beer* Brooks ain't the same in a lot of ways
Fighter: *didn't particularly care for river so doesn't say anything on the subject and instead finishes her beer before ordering another*
Birdie: *hands him another beer and shove her hands into his pocket to get another cig from him in payment* Zeke's back..
Fighter: *and that caught her attention* *inclines her head slightly at Birdie* When'd he get back?
Birdie: Day or so ago, Atlantic city..
Hawkeye: *shrugs and lets Birdie have a cig, knowing he'd stolen plety from her in the past, sips beer and studies Fighter* Spot's summons travel fast
Birdie: Spot is King...
Fighter: *nods her head slightly* I know it... *picks up the fresh beer and takes a large gulp* *she'd prefer to avoid talking to zeke right now*
Birdie: I half think Conlon summoned us all just to see if we'd show..
Fighter: *smirks* I wouldn't put it past him. *she wouldn't put a whole lot past the Brooklyn leader
Hawkeye: *sips HIS beer, no one else's* wich of course most did. All but those not welcome back in Brooks...
Birdie: *leans against the arm of the chair she's sitting in* ... I should tell him about this...
Fighter: *raises an eyebrow, questioningly* Tell him about what?
Hawkeye: *raises eyebrow at Birdie* About Jewel? Shit you jump around like fuckin'...Pie Eater. *sips beer then nods in agreement* That WOULD be amusing
Birdie: *gives Hawk a slight punch in the arm as she smirks* Sure, about this broad. If she upset Lucky that bad he's going to be amused and pissed she's calling herself Brooks... and I like Pie Eater
Birdie: kids got good information..
Fighter: *chuckles* If you do tell him, wait for me to be around. *can practically see his response in her head*
Birdie: *small smile* Public displays of Conlon anger are not prohibited by the Brooklyn statutes.. we really should sell tickets
Hawkeye: Shit, so do I. good kid. but he DOES fuckin jump everything.. *grins at Fighter, knowing what she was picturing* You'll be the first person I tell...
Hawkeye: *nods in agreement with Birdie* We'd make a fortune
Fighter: *shakes her head at the two before raising her beer to her lips again* Would've been better if she was still in Brooklyn.
Hawkeye: *chuckles* with that girl you never know.. *sips beer* though if she keeps claimin Brooks, the fight may come to her
Birdie: *smirks a bit and takes Hawk's beer again to take another sip before handing it back* ...I dobut she'd find protection with the others, word on the street is she chirps her sob story to anyone that
Birdie: will hear it.
Fighter: *nods in assent to that comment* *she wasn't taking too kindly to the girl running her mouth* I'll drink to that..*raises her beer again and drinks some*
Hawkeye: *smacks Birdie on the back of the head* 'Ey quit drinking my beer, that's a sin, you know. *sips beer possessively* yeah and then she flirts with them
Birdie: *dodges the smack and takes his beer herself and leans over her chair on the other side with her arm against his chest downing the whole thing, remarks* ... it makes no sense to me
Fighter: She should probably get a new schtick...don't know many guys that go for a pity relationship. *pity lay, yes...she knew plenty*
Birdie: I don't even think Zeke would go for that... he hits girls
Hawkeye: *hawk puts out Birdie's cig again and refuses to buy another beer, he wasn't getting to drink them anyway. chuckles at Fighter* Well seems she's been flirting with girls lately, so who knows what she's lookin for
Fighter: *cracks her knuckles* Better not try that shit in Brooklyn. *can't hardly understand how people still believe Prince's act* *sure the girl is good, but she isn't that good*
Birdie: *pouts at him and gets one of her own cigs out of her jacket, lighting it with his matches* ... yeah Princess aye? What the hell is wrong with this..
Birdie: *glances at Fight and nods* She won't survive.. once your Brooks, your Brooks. Some don't have it in em
Fighter: Sorta surprised Banshee just let the girl hit him. *she knew half of the other boys would've returned the favor* *pulls out another cigarette and lights it*
Hawkeye: Don't think I would have... *chuckles and smokes* Mighta tossed her in the water though
Fighter: *laughs, taking a drag of her cigarette* I'm sure she would've loved the cool dip.
Birdie: I'm sure a lot of us would have liked ta watch.. remember that girl.. what was her name? *thinks, looks at fighter* she was writing in a book? Dream I think she was calling herself..
Fighter: *shrugs* It's hard to keep track of all of them. *honestly she only cared about her friends*
Hawkeye: *hawk snorted, and mimicked Dodger's speeck pattern* Oh do tell, love
Birdie; *smirks a little bit at Hawkeye* She was from Queens, fancied herself here-- came and sat on the dock-- Decker kicked her into the river... girl couldn't swim
Birdie: Everyone watched for awhile before Lucks pulled her out and yelled at her.. can't let a kid die on her watch I guess.. woudln't have mattered to me none.
Fighter: *chuckles, taking a pull of her cigarette* I heard about that..
Hawkeye: *shakes his head in mock disapproval* Well we can't be known as the kiddie killers, not a good rep... *shruggs* still, Queens should teach its kids how to swim
Birdie: Lucks was pissed at the girl for sittin so close to the water without knowin how to swim-- some stuffy mug tried to get into it with the kids-- took the brat home
Fighter: *snorts slightly at the kiddie killer part* Wouldn't want that at all... *she finished her beer, not in the mood for another*
Fighter: Stupid kid..*mumbles under her breath* *if you can't swim stay away from the water*
Birdie: *nods in agreement* This reminds me of a lot a things that have happened..
Fighter: *grins* I remember a few of the ones that have come and gone...*and gone with quite and a few bruises*
Birdie: Kitty Kat? *laughs*
Fighter: *chuckles* She's one that comes to mind...*stupid bint had tried to take on Conlon*
Hawkeye: *Hawkeye finally breaks down and orders another beer, glaring at Birdie suspiciously as he drinks most of it,. Birdie says Kitty Kat, Hawk spits beer* Oh there's a good one! Probably my favorite
Hawkeye: Well her and that chick that tried to claim her baby was Spots *shakes head* Oh, the effect our fearless leader has on Women..
Fighter: *lifts her cigarette to her lips, taking a drag* Some just think they're better then Brooklyn. *they didn't last*
Fighter: *smirks at Hawks comment, had never really seen what the hype* Stupid bints..
Birdie: Whyd' they always try to have Cat on the end if their name?
Birdie: Obviously it's better to be a bird in brooks..
Hawkeye: *elbows Fighter, laughs* That's cuz you're too taken with me, of course... *grins at Birdie* I'll second that
Fighter: *shakes her head at Birdie, smirking* They never learn that, do they? *honestly she thought it had to get a little tiring being a birdie...it had never appealed to her*
Fighter: *elbows Hawk back* You wish, Hawk.
Hawkeye: *is Dodger* Ah, don't kidd yourself, love.
Birdie: *being the original it never got tiring, smirking a little bit she got up and headed to the stools, taking a seat* to many dumb twits in the borough..
Birdie: *grins at Hawk* Your Dodger is gettin' better..
Fighter *raises an eyebrow at hawk and smirks at Birdie* I wouldn't mind chasing a few away. *had been feeling particularly restless lately*
Hawkeye: *mock bows to Birdie in thanks* Yes, if only there were some way to get rid of them all at once..
Birdie: .. when was the last time we roughed up some Queens kids for fun?
Fighter: *chuckles* Couldn't even tell you... *it'd been awhile since she'd had a good fight* *she didn't count the bar brawls because she barely remembered them*
Birdie: *leans her arm on Hawk's shoulder and smirks a bit* Well tomorrow brings more news..
Hawkeye: *slumps his shoulder so her am falls off. grins* It's been far too long.... Queens could do with some excitement
Fighter: Some of them just make it to easy for it to be any fun. *takes a drag of her cigarette*
Birdie: *pinches Hawk's cheek* And some of them fall for this ugly mug as fast as they fall for tryin' to run their mouth at conlon..
Fighter: *smirks* I don't which of those makes them dumber. *she loved teasing Hawk, they all knew he was a ladies man when he wanted to be*
Hawkeye: *grins and rests hands behind his head* But shit it's so fun to fuck with them... and then watch them get kicked out
Fighter: That it is. *smirks, recalling her conversation with jewel* *she still couldn't believe she'd laughed in the girls face and jewel had done nothing* *girl Birdie *pats his cheek ans tilts her head* Everyone's bill comes due, Hawk... her's will be to high she can't pay
Birdie: *remarking about no one in particular- maybe jewel-- maybe someone else they had talked about*
Hawkeye: *pushes her away good naturedly* Yeah and I'll be there laughing when it shows up
Birdie: as I said we should sell tickets to such things..
Fighter: *hmms quietly, her thoughts having drifted towards something else* *motions for a waitress and orders a whiskey* *wishes she'd refilled her damn flask* It will be an interesting show...
Hawkeye: *orders a shot of the hard stuff and downs it before Birdie can* I plan to retire in style off the money we make
Fighter: *plays with the glass once it's brought to her, swishing the liquid around* *chuckles quietly* You would make a pretty penny.
Birdie: *smirks* That's the plan Hawk.. you remember the plan right?
Hawkeye: *chuckles and spins his empty shot glass in a circle* Course I remember the plan *he didn't remember the plan* *oh! now he did!* Yes, I plan to buy out the governer's mansion and make love to pretty w
Hawkeye: omen all day long
Hawkeye: *grins cheekily at Birdie and Fight*
Fighter: *nearly chockes on her cigarette smoke from laughing* Guess they'll be lining up then? Will it be one after another or will you take a break inbetween? *smirks*
Hawkeye: *shruggs* We'll see
Fighter: *shakes her head at Hawk*
Birdie: *chuckles and orders herself a beer, shaking her head* .... your not doin that with my money Haweky..
Fighter: *lifts her glass to her lips and takes a sip enjoying the slow burn of the alcohol* It's certainly a thought though...
Hawkeye: *grins, steels Birdie's cig while she's ordering and sticks in between his lips* Course not, I'll be rolling in all my own dough... and don't you two pretend you don't want to be invited to my parties
Hawkeye: You know you do... *winks*
Fighter*chuckles wryly* Thanks, but no...rather be at the boxing ring.
Birdie: *snags her smoke back from between his lips and plops it back into hers* No.. not gonna happen Hawk..
Hawkeye: *frowns and digs another cig from Birdie's pocket, lights it* You say that now, but just wait...
Fighter: Don't hold your breath, Hawk-y. *smirks every so slightly*
Birdie: *holds up her arms a bit and smirks before smacking at him a bit* Just wait my ass..
Hawkeye: *ducks Birdies smack* yeah yeah, fuck you two... they're be lineing up
Fighter: *pats his arm in a jokingly condescending way* Sure they are...
Hawkeye: (they'll*)
Fighter: (they will be*)
Birdie: *chuckles a bit*
Hawkeye: (whatever!* lol)
Hawkeye: *orders another beer and when it arrives pours part of it on Birdie before chuging the rest* *smacks his lips* god I love this pub...
Birdie: ...* blinks and jumps up a bit swearing* Shit.. Hawk I'm going to kill you!
Fighter: *shakes her head and finishes her drink before standing* Gonna head out.. *nods to them both and walks out, taking a drag of her cigarette*
Hawkeye: *grins at Birdie* You can try. *nods to Fight as she leaves* cya, kid
Birdie: *would have to fight but instead jumps on Hawk to knock him down* I don't have anymore clean clothes you git!
Hawkeye: *grabs table to keep his chair from tipping over* Ey! Get off my lap, you're all beer-y. *shrugs and winks* so take em off and wash em!
Birdie: I'm beer-y because of you... *shoves her hand in his face* I'm serious, you think I've got the expenses to get a laundress to get the bloody beer outta my jacket?
Hawkeye: There's barely any on your jacket, calm yourself, Birds. Most got on your hair... Go take a bath, and have one of the noobs wash out ya jacket
Hawkeye: you know they're all scarred of you anyway
Birdie: *smirks a bit still sitting on his lap but has a hold of his jacket* .. they'd better be. I'm not some dumb blond..
Hawkeye: *laughs and stands up* That you are not... You're a force to be reckoned with, Sophs
Birdie: *shifts when he stands up and smirks* Don't you forget it, Sean.. *shifts her jacket off and shakes her head* Gah.... smell lik a ruddin' bar..
Hawkeye: *sits back down and leans back in his chair now that Birdie is off his lap* Sopt complainin, it's a good smell
Birdie *snorts* I'd rather not smell like a guttah, thanks..
Hawkeye: you smell like beer, not like a gutter, get it right *laughs* so where ya headed, kid?
Birdie: hnn? *looks up and smirks, grabbing his chin with ehr fingers* Doncha be callin me kid, Sean you aint that much older than me... I was going to go scare up some information on the points
Hawkeye: *laughs and shrugs* *engoies teasing her* old enough... *grins* sounds like a plan to me, want some company?
Birdie: Two years isn't eternity.. *smirks a bit and nods her head towards the door* Two sets of eyes and ears better than one..
Hawkeye: *offers arm* *is dodger* shall we?
Birdie: *laughs and tucks her arm through his* I think I like you better than that charmer.
Hawkeye: *nodds, he knows this* *grinns* How could you not?
Hawkeye: *is a cocky sonovabitch today*
Birdie: *smirks, is going to shove you into the river at some point today*
Hawkeye: *can swim, unlike SOME people*
Birdie: *Good on you, Sean! Good on you!*