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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 1:13:20 GMT -5
She looked over at him when he adjusted his bag, if he knew half of the things she'd been involved with his stint in prison would not surprise her. She took a breath and adjusted herself, "Depends. What's your story? where you from?"
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 1:17:07 GMT -5
"New Jersey," he answered, wondering why she was asking so many questions. "Didn't like it there so I'm here." He looked at her with curiosity, still wondering what she did to deserve those bruises. It was, then, that he realized that trouble eventually followed him everywhere, even to a different state.
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 1:22:07 GMT -5
She did a lot of things to get those bruises, she just wasn't fast enough this time. "Sounds like about everyone else here. Everyone's got secrets John." She had a habit of not using people nicknames, unless they were Spot. "And they got stories..." Isa swallowed and tilted her head towards the washroom. "That's the washroom, we've only got one so if you walk in on someone it's their own fault for not locking it..."
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 1:26:32 GMT -5
Hammer quirked at eyebrow at her once she mentioned stories. He wasn't about to share his story unless he wanted to. Or if there was alcohol involved. Then again, he was trying to be better -- trying being the operative word.
"Lock the door," he nodded, looking over at the washroom. "Got it. Anything else I need to know around here? Anyone to watch out for?"
((Gotta run, I'll be back on tomorrow! <3))
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 1:42:46 GMT -5
She gave him a half smile at the quirked brow, What big guy? Everyone's got a story-- did I ask for yours? Tilting her head she continued just a few more steps. "You need to watch out for everyone... " It was honest and as she watched him she figured she needed to sit down, she'd gone as far as she could. But this was progress from the last couple days.
"Tristan you need to know about, he's Spot's second in command.." she adjusted the blanket on her shoulders and leaned her head back against the wall. She'd gone a bit pale but she didn't seem to care. "He's a big brute and a bastard, he's Spot's best friend. " Licking her lips for a moment she took a breath. Fucking ribs.
"Umm... Rae, don't touch her. She's tiny with black hair and she's a total bitch," that made the younger girl smile, she wished she'd had a smoke. "She and Spot broke up but chances are they'll be back together in no time. Best not to go near her-- Gypsy likes cute guys, you'd fit the bill." For some reason the idea of Gyps all over this guy made her stomach roll. Great. "Umm.. there are a few others in the borough, not really worry about. It's all about respect here, we respect each other and we're loyal. You fuck with one of us you fuck with us all... "
She had to accept that the hard way.
((lol woo gave me time to actually think about this))
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 21:27:05 GMT -5
((Yay, haha! ;D))
Hammer scoffed. Sounds like prison. "I think I'll be fine," he chuckled softly. "Y'know, you should go back inside and rest... you look tired. I can find my way around here."
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 21:32:13 GMT -5
"I'm fine just give me a minute," the girl muttered taking a breath before she worked herself back to her feet along the wall. Her eyes darted over to him and she shrugged her shoulders a bit, "This is the first thing I've been able to do that's not staring at the ceiling." That sounded wrong but she'd been in bed a couple days. "I ain't tired." She was stubborn.
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 21:36:58 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, you look like you're hurting," said Hammer bluntly, unaware of how direct he sounded. "Maybe you should sit outside or something."
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 21:40:24 GMT -5
She could actually appreciate that, really-- grunting she sighed as she leaned on one of the walls a bit. "Closest I been to outside is the fire escape. I gotta heal, can't fight back if you don't heal. And I'm fine already... sure I'm hurtin' but it's my own fault."
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 21:42:11 GMT -5
"Your own fault?" he repeated, quirking an eyebrow at her curiously. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know, but hey, she brought it up first.
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 21:44:35 GMT -5
She snorted, alright fine. "Alright it's not entirely my fault... if I stayed I'd be dead.. but you don't just walk away." No, you didn't walk away from the life she'd lead, and she didn't really walk, was more carried. She wasn't going back.
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 21:47:29 GMT -5
Hammer just looked at her quizzically, not quite sure what she meant. Girls are so hard to understand.
"Uh... okay," he muttered, clearing his throat.
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 21:51:31 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, "I was a thief and a safe cracker... " Whatever if he was from Blackjack he could just kill her and be done with it. This was getting aggravating. "For a gang in North Brooklyn."
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Post by Hammer on Jan 31, 2012 21:53:44 GMT -5
Hammer couldn't tell if he was relieved or surprised. This was place was definitely like prison. Only they let you do what you want.
"Well, good job for still standing," he said calmly as if it were nothing. After living with rapists and murderers for ten years, nothing surprised him too much anymore.
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Post by Picks on Jan 31, 2012 22:00:03 GMT -5
"Thanks, I'm kind of proud I've lasted this long without them putting through my brain," she was actually being honest. Her sarcasm and biting words were just how she spoke. "I left-- they don't like it when you walk. This was a wake up call..." How banged up she was, she was lucky she was alive.
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