Riddle
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 22:30:42 GMT -5
Riddle stared to walk away. She had every intention of walking away. But halfway to the door, she stopped, turned around, walked back to Sammie, and softly asked a question, cursing herself the whole while. "So, just for the record...do you know where Eastman's hiding out now?"
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Post by Sammie on Dec 1, 2011 22:32:23 GMT -5
"Maybe..." said Sammie slowly. She could come up with two or three hideouts at the top of her head --people and places that Eastman always ran to when something went wrong. She wasn't his second in command for nothing.
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 22:36:42 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes because the girl hadn't reached the obvious conclusion. Why couldn't anyone ever keep up with her? Anyone but him, the nasty voice in her head taunted. "Well then, if you want a roof over your head tonight, I suggest you try and trade Gypsy that bit of information in return for not smashing your head in." It would be kind of poetic, the three of them in one room--three girls Eastman had fucked with, literally and figuratively. And he's the only enemy piece left on the board in Goblin's little chess game.
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Post by Sammie on Dec 1, 2011 22:42:25 GMT -5
"Why? You two want revenge on Eastman too?" said Sammie incredulously. Everyone wanted revenge. But she didn't meet people who'll pull through with it until now. These girls were really something.
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 22:53:48 GMT -5
She laughed bitterly and spoke in a fierce whisper. "Girl, I don't give a damn about revenge. Fact is, I'm running from murder charges, and I'm halfway tempted to find myself a pistol and some cop on the street and go down in a glorious fucking shoot-out."
She crossed her arms and glared at the floor, hating what she was about to say. "But I...I fucking owe that kid...Goblin, I mean. More'n I can ever repay, and it's a total joke, me trying to make it up to him, but..." She shrugged irritably. "I just feel like we might as well help him finish his goddamn game."
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Post by Sammie on Dec 1, 2011 22:56:05 GMT -5
"So, you want to help Goblin?" she said slowly, trying to understand where she was coming from. "Is that what this is all about? You want to get back to Eastman 'cause of Goblin?"
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Riddle
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 23:03:29 GMT -5
She raised her scowling face to look Sammie in the eye. "So what if I do?" Maybe then the guilty dreams would stop. And the nasty voice in her head. And the way she just wanted to die whenever she glimpsed her reflection, and not because she looked a mess.
Maybe it was the only worthwhile thing left for her to do.
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Post by Sammie on Dec 1, 2011 23:07:38 GMT -5
"You could've just said that," smirked Sammie, getting off of her stool and walked alongside with her. "Alright. I'm coming. This should be fun."
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 23:12:07 GMT -5
((New thread? Or should Gypsy pop in here? Also, I'm wondering if Jimmy will be home or not. ^^''))
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Post by Sammie on Dec 1, 2011 23:13:22 GMT -5
((Hmmm... either one can work! New thread, maybe?))
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Post by Gypsy on Dec 1, 2011 23:16:59 GMT -5
((Haha, maybe Jimmy won't be there in the beginning. I think it'd be funny if he showed up with this girls crashed on his couch. He'd worry Gypsy cheated on him again  And whatever you guys want is fine with me!)) |
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Post by Riddle on Dec 1, 2011 23:17:23 GMT -5
((Ok! Starting under Other Housing in Manhattan. Ooh, Script, are you still lurking? If not, I'll PM you, haha.
Never mind, got my answer! ;D))
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