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Post by kateylynn on Jun 14, 2007 23:54:23 GMT
Spot woke early. The scratching in the walls was becoming unbearable. "Damn ratts," he mumbled and he stumbled out of bed. Spot pulled on his trousers, tucking his shirt in and pulling his suspenders over his shoulders. He kissed Eliza on the forehead quietly exiting the bedroom. He reached the door, stuffed his feet in his shoes pulled his hat on and grabbed his walking stick silently opening and closing the door. He exited the apartment building staying in the shadows. He could feel them coming. No matter how early it was, he knew. He almost fell asleep leaning against the wall when he heard voices, Jack's race's and david's. He grinned straitening himself against the wall, waiting for the right time to enter the conversation.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Jun 15, 2007 22:51:22 GMT
Jack went by where Spot was and saw him leaning, "Hey Spot!" he said, "Come wit us."
"Jack got those guys from the Bronx ta help..well Fire did and Blink." Race said,the coffee was kicking in.
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Post by kateylynn on Jun 16, 2007 21:10:11 GMT
Spot nonchalentely pushed himself off the wall. "Aye," he said, "I'll go wit yas, you'll need all da help yas can get wit dose boyz." Spot walked silently behind the three, listening to find out anything he could to help them through with the Bronx. "I do all da talking. Ya here?"
"Yous wouldn't last a day wit dose boyz," spot mumbled under his breath shaking his head from side to side.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Jun 17, 2007 0:46:47 GMT
Jack raised an eyebrow at Spot,he had no intention of being quiet. It was his strike too.
Racetrack saw Jack's response and smirked a little. "Well apparently Jack can last a minute considerin' he was da one ta get um ta join." he said under his breath
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Jun 17, 2007 2:05:56 GMT
David walked quietly behind. He nodded at Spot in greeting and continued to follow quietly. He didn't want to argue with the others and so walked silently behind the others.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Jun 17, 2007 13:13:36 GMT
Jack heard Race and went to the back with David, "I'm not in the mood ta see Race get his butt kicked by Spot."
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Post by kateylynn on Jun 17, 2007 13:24:25 GMT
Spot acted like he didn't here race. His fists were clenched and his teeth set, his entire body tight. Spot could feel the heat rising in his neck. He'd never let anyone get away with something, not even as minute as that. This would be the first. He didn't want to start a fight with his own side. That we stupid and he new it. Instead of reacting physically he sighed and let his body relax.
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Jun 17, 2007 20:41:44 GMT
"So, Jack," he turned to him, still following Racetrack and Spot. "What exactly is the big deal with these Bronx Newsies? I mean, you guys act like they're tougher than Spot's gang," he added quietly. He had no quarrel with Spot, and didn't want to start one.
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Post by Jacksbonnielass on Jun 17, 2007 23:13:09 GMT
"They ain't tought,their meaner." Jack said, "Dere boys have alot of.......moxie."
Racetrack was waiting for Spot to go haywire. He was surprised he was actually holding it in. He heard Jack and said, "Yeah, dey've been tryin' ta hoard in on Spot's territory for five years. They kinda remind ta of a newsie mobster thing. I dunno."
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Post by gurlpirate08 on Jun 18, 2007 20:59:57 GMT
"Moxie," David said, doubtfully. "Sure. Ok. So, I'm not talking, right?"
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