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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 9, 2011 18:45:54 GMT -5
Sweetheart looked at the girl in amazement. Sweetheart could tell that the girl was definitely from Brooklyn and yet she still hasn't tried to hurt her.
"I'm Sweetheart Snow. What's your name?" Sweetheart asked while smiling at the girl.
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Post by Fighter Mallory on May 9, 2011 19:03:54 GMT -5
Fighter leaned down and picked up another rock before tossing it out onto the river to skip a few times. She turned her head and flashed a grin at the girls name. No one had ever accused Fighter of being anything resembling sweet so it was amusing to her to be chatting with someone who was nicknamed Sweetheart. "Fighter Mallory," She inclined her head a bit as she introduced herself before taking another deep drag from her cigarette.
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 9, 2011 20:10:25 GMT -5
Sweetheart smiled sweetly at Fighter.
"That's a really interesting name. It's really nice to meet you, Fighter. You're not from Bronx are you?" Sweetheart cocked her head to one side in interest. She would have recognized Fighter if she was from Bronx.
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Post by Fighter Mallory on May 12, 2011 14:23:10 GMT -5
Fighter shook her head and offered a small smile, "Thanks kid." She said before lightly ruffling Sweetheart's hair. "Nah, I'm not from the Bronx." She snorted quietly at the thought and smirked. The Bronx couldn't handle a girl like Fighter and she knew it as well as they did. She tended to scare more people then she befriended but she could be nice when she wanted to be. Of course it was a rare occasion when she deigned to be nice to anyone who she felt hadn't earned it. "I'm from Brooklyn, Sweets. You live in the Bronx then?"
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 12, 2011 14:38:58 GMT -5
Sweetheart didn't feel scared when Fighter said that she was from Brooklyn. Fighter didn't seem like she wanted to hurt Sweetheart, so Sweetheart didn't mind.
"Yes, I live in Bronx, but I'm not from here." Sweetheart answered, a little shyly.
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Post by Fighter Mallory on May 13, 2011 15:02:46 GMT -5
Before replying Fight took one last drag of her cigarette and stubbed it out. "Most kids ain't originally from New York. I was born in Phili but spent most of my life in Brooklyn." Fighter gave a shrug, knowing that a lot of people who populated the city had immigrated from somewhere or the other. "Where you from?"
Fighter sat on the ground, curling her legs beneath her. She wasn't particularly worried about the pair of pants she was wearing getting dirty seeing as how she had just washed her spare pair and could put them on when she got back to Brooklyn. Plus, she figured they wouldn't be too dirty that she'd want to go change before she went to see Davey.
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 13, 2011 15:21:38 GMT -5
Sweetheart's smile immediately disappeared when Fighter asked where she was from.
"St. Louis, Missouri." Sweetheart answered in a tone that suggested that she would be delighted if the city was burned to the ground.
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Post by Fighter Mallory on May 16, 2011 19:46:46 GMT -5
Fighter immediately noticed her downtroden emotional state when she mentioned where she was from, but she chose to ignore it. Fighter was most definately not the type of person to dig into someone's past. "Never heard of it," She said with a shrug and a smile. She had heard of it but for her that was the easiest way to close a subject. "New Yorks the finest place in the world to live anyway. You been to Coney Island?"
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 16, 2011 21:06:57 GMT -5
Sweetheart immediately perked up when Fighter said that she's never heard of St. Louis.
"No. What's Coney Island?" Sweetheart asked, tilting her head to one side in curiosity.
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Post by Fighter Mallory on May 17, 2011 6:47:24 GMT -5
Fighter grinned and crossed her arms for a moment as she stared out over the river. "It's where Sheepshead Bay is and Steeplechase Amusement Park." Fighter had taken Gwennie there a number of times and she'd enjoyed going with Davey and his younger brother too. "You should make your way there one day." Fight sighed and stood up, wiping the back of her pants. "I should get going, I've still gotta walk to Manhattan. Nice meeting you, Sweets, see you around."
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on May 18, 2011 15:27:32 GMT -5
Sweetheart smiled at Fighter but then frowned. Jewel wasn't allowed Togo in Brooklyn so Sweetheart had no way of getting to Coney Island with an escort.
"I'll have to find someone to take me there sometime. I can't go outside the Bronx territory without an escort because the Delanceys had tried to hurt me once already and then I had a runin with Snyder because tried selling him a paper." Sweetheart smiled. "It really was great meeting you Fighter. Bye." Sweetheart waved as Fighter started walking away towards Manhattan.
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