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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 22, 2008 18:25:55 GMT -5
Kelly came out of the bathroom a while later, clean and shaven with new clothes. "How do I look?" he asked Jack. He looked like a completely new man.
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Post by Race on Jul 23, 2008 22:01:32 GMT -5
Jack laughed,his dad looked like the one he remembered from when he was a kid, "Great," he said, "Hardly recognize ya..."
Just then Race came running up the stairs, "JACK!" he yelled,busting in,and came to a hault,looking from Jack to his dad,to back to to Jack, "Da hell is dis?" he asked.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 24, 2008 19:23:53 GMT -5
Kelly smirked at Jack then heard Race coming and it faded. He looked over at Jack, giving him the 'Do we need to bury him alive or can he be trusted?' look. "I'll get the shovel..." he muttered.
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Post by Race on Jul 24, 2008 19:56:05 GMT -5
Race's eyes bulged out of his head, "DA HELL IS DA MAFIA DOIN' IN DA LODGIN' HOUSE?!" he looked at Jack, "You intah somethin' I's don' know about?"
Jack laughed, "Eh...Race...this is my dad.." he said,then turned to his dad, "Er..Dad,dis is Racetrack Higgins,he's one 'a my newsies..da one ya don' play pokah wit.."
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 24, 2008 20:31:43 GMT -5
"Pleasure to meet ya." Kelly said, extending his hand for Race to shake.
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Post by Race on Jul 24, 2008 20:47:05 GMT -5
Race spit in his palm and shook Kelly's, "I see where Cowboy get's his looks." he said,grinning.
Jack just stared at Race like 'did you have to spit shake?'.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 25, 2008 0:16:22 GMT -5
Kelly blinked, wiping his hand on his pants leg. "Nice ta meet ya."
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Post by Race on Aug 5, 2008 18:09:31 GMT -5
Jack just shook his head,then grabbed Race as he started back out, "You are ta tell no one he's heah,alright?" he said,he had Race cornered against the wall, "If da wrong person finds out,he'll go back ta prison and Kloppman'll loose his job an' we'll be back on da streets."
Race just stared,he'd never seen Jack like this,well he had,just not that much,it was rare when Cowboy cornered one of his own into a wall and threatened them, "Don' worry Jacky Boy," he said, "secrets safe,newsies honah."
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 5, 2008 18:23:54 GMT -5
Kelly crossed his arms, watching Race and looking him up and down. "You sure we can trust him, Jack? He won't let it slip?" he asked. Going to prison hade made him a bit cynical, and the incident that sent him to prison, too. "I learned a few things from da murderahs in prison, y'know."
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