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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 13:27:48 GMT -5
Spot shook his head. "Stay outta trouble," he ordered, turning away from her. "go see Tristan if you need anything. "
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Post by raven on Sept 6, 2011 13:31:12 GMT -5
"I suppose he'll just magically be there when I need him or something? I heard you boys have a knack for that." Raven said with a smirk.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 13:49:08 GMT -5
"Something like that," Spot answered, walking away furious at her. Jack was right, she was a handful.
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Post by raven on Sept 6, 2011 14:05:23 GMT -5
((AND moving on to a new scene))
Raven leaned against a large post on the docks watching as the Brooklyn newsies got completely wasted, thoroughly enjoying themselves on a Saturday night. There were multiple poker and dice games happening. For once it was actually kind of cool dowm by the water, which was why everyone was there.
She preferred to keep to herself for the moment, she still hadn't really figured anyone out yet, except Racetrack who was currently engrossed in a dice game.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 14:18:59 GMT -5
"I don't wanna hear any more of your crap, Sammy! You do the work, ya get a room to yourself, simple as that!" Spot said to Sammy, rolling his eyes at his friend. He had done a massive amount of stealing and working to get some of his guys their own rooms, but it was totally worth it.
"Spot. I ain't going to Bronx to spy tonight. It's Saturday, don't I get myself a day off?"
Spot glared at him. "Go find yourself a woman and fuck your anger out. I'm not listening to this anymore. You know goddamn well that Saturdays are the best nights."
Sammy breathed heavily, full of anger. "Fine." he stormed away.
"He'll get over it," Spot said outloud to no one in particular. His friend always did.
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Post by raven on Sept 6, 2011 14:24:49 GMT -5
"You sure, he seems pretty pissed," Raven said from right next to him.
"You've been sending him to spy on my brother?" She motioned toward Sammy with her beer bottle. "I wouldn't let anyone spy out there, too dangerous, I'd just wait for when they started heading down here...I'm sure Jack would tell you."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 17:42:37 GMT -5
Spot glared at her. "Did I ask for your opinion?" He snapped, then crossed his arms over his chest.
Spot sighed. "Sorry, I didn't mean for it to come off in that way. I'm handling this, Raven. And they have started coming fro you. I'm sending my guys there to find out their dynamic, to figure out the best way to keep them out."
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Post by raven on Sept 6, 2011 17:53:46 GMT -5
Raven's eyes widened when she looked at him. "They have? You know which ones? There's one with a scar on his face..." she sipped her beer, well more like chugged it.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 6, 2011 22:15:51 GMT -5
"No, we don't know their names, but Tristan has given them a few beatings. Its died down a lot since then. Your brother is a piece of work." Spot pointed out, waving his own beer at her.
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 7:55:58 GMT -5
"Yeah you could say that or you could say that he's just fucking evil." She clanked his beer with hers and took another long gulp.
"Good, you gotta be mean to them, they don't respond to talk."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 11:13:58 GMT -5
"Well from the looks of it, most of the Bronx newsies have stopped wanting to come into Brooklyn, simply because we catch 'em at the border and soak the hell outta them. Sammy's just making sure that Hunter has lost his following. He's overheard a few guys saying you're not worth it." Spot looked at her.
"So all's looking good for ya."
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 11:24:45 GMT -5
"That would be the first time ever," Raven said with a half smile. "I'm actually extremely surprised they're deserting him, even though he's a mean son of a bitch."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 12:03:06 GMT -5
"You've completely underestimated my pull in this fine community, Raven. Brooklyn isn't a borough you wanna mess with." Spot informed proudly, handing his empty beer bottle to a random passing newsie.
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Post by raven on Sept 7, 2011 12:57:06 GMT -5
"I didn't say it was, just don't get too cocky or someone might come in here and pull the rug out from under you. Never underestimate anyone Spot. You never really know what someone is capable of." She said and instead of looking smug with herself she actually looked sad, her eyes turning into large black pools.
She caught his eyes for just a second and then looked away from him. "That blonde has been eyeing you all night."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Sept 7, 2011 22:38:37 GMT -5
Spot didn't flinch, didn't look over his shoulder, didn't even look away from her. "You make a good point, but I make good points too. I ain't all talk, and people know that. If I'm not confident in my abilities, no one else will be either."
He took a step closer to her, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. "You ARE safe here. Jacky boy may have been done, but he also cared and knew we'd take good care of you. That..." He cleared his throat. "That I would take good care of you."
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