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Post by tshamien on Aug 18, 2011 18:16:04 GMT -5
"Whatcha need Spot?" Tristan asked, sticking his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 18, 2011 21:28:05 GMT -5
Race had wanted to stay with Raven when he dropped her off, but once Spot showed up to look after her, he'd headed back to Brooklyn. Because Brooklyn was obviously chaos right now, and someone had to deal with it, and Spot and Tristan were, quite understandably, kind of preooccupied. He'd known Freddy would need all the help he could get.
Not until everyone had calmed down enough that Race was sure they'd managed to avert a full-scale riot did he head back to the hospital. Where he saw Spot and Tristan talking quietly in a corner, and a girl who looked kind of familiar--Nevada?--sitting by Raven's bed.
"Hey," he said quietly, going over to her.
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Post by raven on Aug 18, 2011 21:48:07 GMT -5
"Hey Race," Raven smiled when she saw him. He did save her after all, she knew that much at least. "You know you're my hero right?"
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 18, 2011 21:54:05 GMT -5
Race smiled, reflecting that he hadn't even thrown a single punch. "Being a hero is clearly not as hard as I always thought. I'll start carrying girls to carriages every day." He pulled up a chair and nodded to Nevada before turning back to Rae. "So...how are you feeling?" Which was obviously a stupid question, but it was all he could think of.
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Post by raven on Aug 18, 2011 21:56:33 GMT -5
Raven shrugged, she knew she could be honest with him...she also knew he would get uncomfortable, crack a joke and make her laugh. "Like hell." She said honestly.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 18, 2011 22:11:16 GMT -5
Racetrack felt uncomfortable on cue but couldn't seem to think of any jokes to crack.
Part of him still couldn't believe that she never told him she was pregnant, which was ridiculous, since she hadn't even told Spot. Another part of him was furious with himself and Spot and all of them that they hadn't managed to protect her from this. And the rest of him was just devastated.
"If it helps at all, the Brooklyn kids are baking you a cake. It was their back-up plan when we told 'em they couldn't storm the Bronx with slingshots." Okay, so there was always a joke.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 18, 2011 22:11:38 GMT -5
Spot nodded to Race when he came in. He'd have to go thank him later.
"I'm thinking about telling Rae about our involvement with Bruno. She's gonna figure it out anyway, especially since I already paid all her medical bills in straight cash," Spot explained in a low voice. "I just didn't want to tell her without talking to you first."
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Post by tshamien on Aug 19, 2011 6:47:38 GMT -5
"You can tell her...she's gonna be pissed ya know?" Tristan said with a smirk. "It might be exactly what she needs...to be pissed off instead of sad."
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Post by raven on Aug 19, 2011 6:51:56 GMT -5
Raven started to laugh. "They must have been so disappointed," she managed to get out...i'm not sure about that cake though, brookys aren't very well domesticated."
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 19, 2011 22:02:16 GMT -5
"This is true," Race admitted dubiously. "Freddy's overseeing it, but I don't think that'll help any. He's almost burnt down the lodging house himself once or twice." He glanced curiously at Spot and Tristan, who were still conferring in the corner. "Wonder what that's about," he said, half to Rae and half to himself.
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Post by raven on Aug 19, 2011 22:04:08 GMT -5
"Probably about whatever the fuck Spot refuses to tell me," Raven said flippantly. "Nope, I didn't forget about that, I'm just not as mad." She shrugged. "He's so sneaky sometimes and I just wanna slap him."
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 19, 2011 22:09:51 GMT -5
"I know the feeling," he said quite sincerely. A good percentage of his life had once consisted of wanting to slap Spot. He smiled at Raven. "So, you gonna need anything here? I can swing by the lodging house again, get you clothes or decent food or something, if you don't know when they're letting you out."
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Post by raven on Aug 19, 2011 22:16:24 GMT -5
"I think they're letting me out tomorrow...so some clothes would be nice. We're gonna be staying at Duane Street for awhile cause I won't make it back to Brooklyn right now." Raven said. She knew she'd never manage that long walk, and she wasn't letting anyone carry her the whole way.
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Post by Racetrack on Aug 19, 2011 22:19:56 GMT -5
He nodded. "I'll pick 'em up this evening. I guess I'll be moving back to Duane Street too, unless I'm still needed in Brooklyn. I should talk to Spot about that." If he and Tristan ever finished scheming.
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Post by raven on Aug 19, 2011 22:22:58 GMT -5
"Just waltz on over there and jump in. He won't get mad at you." Raven said with grin, "He might hit you though."
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