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Post by raven on Aug 8, 2011 13:44:59 GMT -5
Raven swallowed and then smirked, she looked at Nevada and started laughing to. "Sorry!" She blurted, her cheeks turning bright red as she tried to hold it in, but she couldn't it.
Tristan looked between the girls like they were both losing their damn minds.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 8, 2011 14:02:40 GMT -5
Nevada thought she had herself under control but when Raven started laughing she couldn't contain it. She looked over to Raven and grinned, 'One minute were fucking, the next this-' she said pointing to the boy on the couch, 'shows up and here I am standing in nothing but Tristan's shirt. Pretty fucking ridiculous,' Nevada said laughing harder.
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Post by raven on Aug 8, 2011 14:13:26 GMT -5
"It so is," Raven said, choking on her own words from laughing so hard. She had her hands on knees. "Oh boy..."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 8, 2011 14:18:31 GMT -5
Nevada was doubled over with laughter, 'Holy shit do I need a drink,' she said as she made an attempt to stop her giggling.
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Post by raven on Aug 8, 2011 14:34:04 GMT -5
"Okay Okay...phew..." Raven took a deep breath and looked at Spot, then at Amiel.
"He was still a little kid when I was there, so probably not so high up, but he trusts him enough. I think he expected the kid to come back Spot."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 8, 2011 14:42:43 GMT -5
Spot snapped, he couldn't believe Raven and WHO WAS THIS GIRL AGAIN were LAUGHING. Blood fuming, he punched the wall. Hard. "Where is my respect? I told you RAVEN I told you that no one gives a shit anymore after what Sammy did!"
With bloody knuckles, he grabbed Amiel's unconcsious body and tossed him over his shoulder. "Take care of this," he said to Tristan, pointing at the girls, "then join me upstairs." With that, he made his way back up the stairs to his bedroom.
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 8, 2011 14:44:04 GMT -5
Nevada finally calmed herself and straightened up. What she gathered from the conversation was this kid on the couch was some sort of spy?
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Post by raven on Aug 8, 2011 14:48:06 GMT -5
Raven glared instantly. "Don't you ever fucking talk to me like that!? Ever! I'm not one of your boys you can just boss around and demand that they obey and respect you! What the fuck has gotten into you!?"
Oh she was pissed. Fuming, the flames of rage were rising. "Don't you fucking walk away from me!" She went to follow him upstairs.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 8, 2011 14:53:16 GMT -5
Spot opened the door to his room and tossed Amiel onto their floor. "Me? What's the matter WITH ME?" Spot laughed wickedly at her, shaking his head.
"There's a Bronx newsie in our bedroom and you're laughing and having a grand old time downstairs and you're asking what has GOTTEN INTO ME?"
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Post by raven on Aug 8, 2011 14:57:57 GMT -5
"He's unconscious! The whole situation is fucking ridiculous! He's caught, what the hell can he do? You're the whole so God damn wound up you can't see past your own nose!" Raven stormed her way into their room.
Raven bent down and lifted up Amiel's head and showed it to Spot. "He's a little boy! What the fuck do you think he's gonna do?"
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 8, 2011 15:09:05 GMT -5
Nevada looked at Tristan apologetically , 'shit sorry. He always like that?'
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Post by tshamien on Aug 8, 2011 15:19:23 GMT -5
"Lately," Tristan said and rolled his eyes. "It's normal for them to fight like this too."
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Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 8, 2011 15:25:40 GMT -5
Nevada widened her eyes and shook her head, 'because behaving like that towards each other makes a functional relationship,' she said with a laugh. She was really glad she avoided relationships.
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Post by tshamien on Aug 8, 2011 15:28:04 GMT -5
"They don't do it all the time, but lately he's been kind of off the wall." Tristan said with a shrug.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Aug 8, 2011 15:29:32 GMT -5
Spot looked away and out the window, thinking hard and fast. "When he wakes up, we'll give him a bunk here, treat him nice, have Tristan say he's sorry....we'll make him stay here and join us. We'll follow him and if they try to contact him we'll know. Is that better?" He glanced over at Raven, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Maybe we'll get Tristan's new lay to do it, since she already knows about him and everything. Have her warm him up to being a Brooklyn newsie."
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