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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 11, 2011 11:19:52 GMT -5
"That's a long story," Tommy said, "one that Jimmy should tell you."
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"I don't want cut." He punched Eastman in the face and glared into his eyes. "The girls go free and you leave them the fuck alone."
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 11, 2011 11:22:31 GMT -5
She frowned, but didn't argue. "Where are we going, anyway?"
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Eastman glared at him with mean eyes, growling. "When did you become such a fuckin' do-gooder? Don't tell me that slut Gypsy's gotten under your skin."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 11, 2011 11:25:24 GMT -5
"Jimmy's place," He said.
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Jimmy punched him again, "Ain't any of your fucking business."
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 11, 2011 11:29:32 GMT -5
Gypsy raised a brow. "Jimmy's got his own place?"
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Eastman laughed, even as he tasted the blood in his mouth. "So you do have it good for her. Come on, Jimmy, didn't anybody ever tell you ya can't turn a whore into a housewife."
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 11, 2011 18:31:18 GMT -5
"Course he does. We live in the same building actually," Tommy said with a smile.
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"I don't need a God damn housewife." Jimmy said to him, glaring. "I could shoot you right now, but I ain't gonna." Instead Jimmy punch him so hard he knocked Eastman out.
"Well, that was easy," Tristan said. That's when he saw one of Eastman's guards coming down the stairs. He fired, hitting him in the stomach.
Jimmy turned to look back at him, "What?" Tristan asked, "We had to kill somebody, show 'em we mean business."
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 11, 2011 18:34:35 GMT -5
Gypsy arched a brow at him, a little surprised that Jimmy apparently had friends, and more than one. She didn't speak the rest of the way, just letting Tommy lead her the rest of the way to Jimmy's apartment. She frowned, her mind worried about what Jimmy was getting himself into.
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((Haha, I love Tristan!))
At this point, any other men still in the building took off. For all they knew Eastman was dead, and they had no one to impress. It was more important for them to save their own asses.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 11, 2011 23:11:00 GMT -5
"Alright, so here we are," Tommy said as he let Gypsy into the apartment. He shut the door behind them.
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"I think we've significantly scared the shit out of them," Tristan said with a smug smirk.
"For now," Jimmy replied and spit on Eastman's face.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 11, 2011 23:14:29 GMT -5
Gypsy nodded. "I'm gonna find clothes. I'm sick of this damn corset." She found Jimmy's bedroom, digging in his dresser for one of his shirts. She stripped down, putting on the shirt. It was long enough to cover her ass, and she went bare-legged back into the living room.
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Eastman only groaned, but didn't wake up. The rest of the house was quieter than it had ever been.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 11, 2011 23:20:01 GMT -5
Tommy stared at her for a second and then blinked. He cleared his throat. "You uh..want some pants?
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"Let's go," Tristan said and Jimmy nodded. The two men walked out into the street like nothing had happened.
"Well Shamien, nice doing business with you," Jimmy said and Tristan smirked at him.
"Pleasure's all mine." They shook hands and then parted ways.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 11, 2011 23:24:44 GMT -5
She arched a brow at him, frowning. "I'm like five feet tall, and Jimmy's at least a foot taller than me. There's not a pair of pants in this apartment that'll fit. Deal with it. It's not like you've never seen legs before." She moved to sit on the couch, eyes flicking towards the door as she waited for Jimmy to get there. He'd better be in one piece, or I'm gonna finish him off.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 12, 2011 0:16:00 GMT -5
"Uh...well yeah," He scratched his neck awkwardly and shifted from foot to foot. He whistled.
The door opened and Jimmy stepped inside. He took off his hat and set it down on the table beside the door.
"Thank God," Tommy muttered.
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 12, 2011 0:26:12 GMT -5
Gypsy shot up off the couch, going over to Jimmy immediately. "What happened? Are you okay?"
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 12, 2011 0:41:57 GMT -5
"Fine. See?" He smiled at her and held up his arms. "Just scared 'em that's all."
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Post by Gypsy on Nov 12, 2011 0:43:37 GMT -5
She looked him over quickly, then nodded, letting out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "Good. That's good." She pushed up the sleeves of the shirt because they were too long on her arms, and folded her arms over her chest.
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Post by jimmyconnelly on Nov 12, 2011 0:48:37 GMT -5
Tommy cleared his throat and headed for the door. "I'm gonna go, lemme know if you need anything."
"Alright," Jimmy said and shut the door behind Tommy when he left.
"You okay?" He asked Gypsy.
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