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Post by Hammer on Feb 19, 2012 20:05:12 GMT -5
It'd been a couple weeks since Hammer ended up at the Brooklyn Lodging House. All he did was sell and fix random things around the place. It was about that time that he wanted to find something else to do. More specifically, he needed another job. Sure, selling was going to hold him over but it wouldn't be enough.
He stopped in front of the girls' bunkroom and knocked on the door. "Isa? You there? Er, Picks?"
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Post by Picks on Feb 19, 2012 21:14:06 GMT -5
She was sitting on her bed, the kitten she'd aquired over the last little while curled up on her lap. He started hissing and she put her hand on his head to quiet him, looking up from the book she was reading. "Yeah you can come in."
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Post by Hammer on Feb 19, 2012 21:25:23 GMT -5
"Hey," smiled Hammer as he awkwardly stepped in. He was worried that there was going to be a handful of girls inside and was relieved to only find Picks. "You, uh, busy?"
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Post by Picks on Feb 19, 2012 21:27:22 GMT -5
She raised a brow at him and shook her head, "Nah, I'm just reading. Boxer's keeping me company-- he's a real Brooky. Went after Jimmy and Tristan until Tristan just told him what was what. And the little brat loves Spot..."
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Post by Hammer on Feb 19, 2012 21:32:09 GMT -5
Hammer nodded, sitting down at the edge of her bed to pet the kitten. "You been feeling better? Enough to walk around?"
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Post by Picks on Feb 19, 2012 21:41:21 GMT -5
"Still can't get up the stairs very well... but yeah I'm starting to feel a bit better. My ribs will take awhile before I'm a hundred percent but-- I'm doing okay." She offered him a bit of a smile. "So how about you? How are you fitting in?"
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Post by Hammer on Feb 19, 2012 22:39:20 GMT -5
Hammer shrugged. "Just been keeping to myself mostly," he answered honestly. "I met Tristan the other day."
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Post by Picks on Feb 19, 2012 22:44:57 GMT -5
She chuckled, "Yeah? And how did that go?" She loved Tristan as sure as she loved her brother she'd never deny that. If asked, she'd just say he was another brother.
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Post by Hammer on Feb 19, 2012 22:50:37 GMT -5
"Wasn't too bad," he answered, shrugging. "He found me going through the boxes in the attic. It was a little bit creepy. I turned around he was just there."
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Post by Picks on Feb 19, 2012 23:03:30 GMT -5
"He has a habit of just showing up-- why were you going through the boxes in the attic?"
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Post by Hammer on Feb 20, 2012 0:32:35 GMT -5
"Just looking for something to put my things in... my tools," he answered, shrugging.
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Post by Picks on Feb 20, 2012 0:39:53 GMT -5
she chuckled, "And Tristan found you-- he's not a bad guy. But what do I owe the pleasure? You haven't come to see me in a couple weeks so.. well I figured you'd made yourself scarce.."
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Post by Hammer on Feb 20, 2012 0:41:19 GMT -5
"I have been," he chuckled shyly. "Been keeping to myself a lot, actually. But I wanted to ask about to talk to about a job... well, not as a newsie. Y'know, so I can do some carpeting or any fixing..."
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Post by Picks on Feb 20, 2012 15:58:54 GMT -5
She grinned and then coughed a little bit, shifting Boxer into her lap better so he couldn't cause as much trouble. "Want a job doing something with your hands right?"
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Post by Hammer on Feb 20, 2012 23:37:09 GMT -5
Hammer nodded shyly. "Yeah.. selling papers can only get you so far," he chuckled.
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