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Post by tshamien on Jan 3, 2012 9:10:44 GMT -5
Tristan waiting for Rae to answer the door, rocking back and forth on his heels. He really didn't need anymore drama right now, honestly he just wanted him and Nevada to disappear for awhile and get their relationship back on track. He sighed heavily and then managed to smile when Rae opened the door.
Sean was held securly on her left hip and she smiled when she saw him. "Nevada coming later?"
"If she's up to it," he said. Rae moved out of the way to let him into the apartment and Tristan stepped inside.
"Spot's in the back room," she called out as she headed into the kicthen.
Tristan wandered in the backroom and smirked when he saw Spot, "Heya." he said. Now Race just had to show.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 3, 2012 23:45:49 GMT -5
Spot sighed and looked up, grinning broadly at his friend, 'Heya Shamien,' he greeted, 'where's the wife?'
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Post by tshamien on Jan 4, 2012 0:18:14 GMT -5
"At home, she didn't know if she felt up to coming," he said honestly.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 4, 2012 10:29:20 GMT -5
Spot nodded slowly, understanding. He knew the two of them had it rough, not just with her in the hospital but their marriage in general and wasn't about to say anything, 'were just waitin for Race then this all can begin.'
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Post by tshamien on Jan 4, 2012 13:08:43 GMT -5
"How bad do ya think it is?" Tristan asked lighting up a smoke and leaning his body against the windowsill.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 5, 2012 0:23:24 GMT -5
Spot shook his head, 'honestly I have no idea, I wanted to stay back a bit, in case something was going on...something dangerous...wouldn't want to get to involved in case something happened and Rae was left without me,' he said shrugging
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Post by tshamien on Jan 5, 2012 6:59:46 GMT -5
Tristan nodded. "I was thinking is it really our business anymore? They should be able to fend for themselves." he took a drag of his cigarette.
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 5, 2012 10:19:52 GMT -5
Spot sighed loudly, his thoughts echoed Tristan's, 'Honestly? That's exactly what I thought,' he said quietly, not wanting Rae to hear
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Post by tshamien on Jan 5, 2012 10:53:32 GMT -5
Tristan sighed heavily and took another drag of his smoke. When he was through with it he tossed it out the window. He sighed heavily. He honestly didn't know what to do about the entire mess. "I hear you're becoming a force to reckon with. My father's even hearing whispers bout ya," Tristan smirked at him. "And when Alex gets word of a new thug in town you know it's pretty serious."
He crossed his arms, watching Spot's face. "I didn't say nothing."
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 8, 2012 0:47:16 GMT -5
Spot frowned at Tristan's words and shook his head, 'I ain't a thug and you know it.' he said, not wanting to think of himself like that
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Post by tshamien on Jan 8, 2012 0:56:02 GMT -5
"I know, but Alex don't need to know that." Tristan said with a smirk.
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Post by Racetrack on Jan 8, 2012 23:52:38 GMT -5
"Who don't need to know what?" Race asked wearily, walking into the room after Rae let him in. He wasn't even sure what they were hoping to accomplish with this meeting, but as he sat down and nodded to Spot and Tristan, it occurred to him that it was already pretty impressive that the three of them were in the same room. It had really been a while.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 9, 2012 0:05:48 GMT -5
"Ya know, about the latest underground leader taking new York by storm," Tristan said with a smirk. "Wisely's getting nervous."
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Post by Hawk Hoffman on Jan 9, 2012 3:12:22 GMT -5
((and if you all wanna keep tabs on Sammy 'hawk' Hoffman himself, read "a walk in the park"! Bum bum bummm))
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Post by Spot Conlon on Jan 10, 2012 12:31:58 GMT -5
Spot only glanced up at Race, not feeling a need to address him yet, 'if Wisely's getting nervous then we know he's a big deal.'
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