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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 21, 2007 18:13:49 GMT -5
The bulls threw jack into a private cell. He would need extra security since he seemed to be able to escape alot. They locked the door behind him and walked away momentarily.
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Post by Race on Oct 21, 2007 18:16:26 GMT -5
Jack immedeatly went to the windows,working at the bars like crazy. He didn't know if this was the same one he'd been in last time or not, if it was the bar would fall out, it didn't and he cursed under his breath. He picked up the candle stick holder and threw it at the door, "HEY DON'T I GET MY RIGHTS!" he yelled.
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 21, 2007 18:19:58 GMT -5
"Shuddup kid!" one of the bulls yelled from a different room.
Spot had the rope over one arm and the crowbar in his hand. He made sure the coast was clear before motioning to the others. He led them through the gate and into the shadows. "Race." he whispered. "If anyting happens I'm puttin' you in charge a' gettin' her outta heah, okay?"
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Post by Race on Oct 21, 2007 18:26:14 GMT -5
"Yeah yeah." Race said, "puttin' me on babysittin'..."
"Excuse me but I'm seventeen!" Rhiana said, "I can take care of myself!"
Jack went up to the little slot that they stuffed food in and said, "Ya know, I could easily get outta heah." he said,raising his eyebrows, "An' I'd hate fah Snydah ta know dat ya slack in ya duties...." he was attempting to get them to open the door but getting them mad. "You'd lose ya job wouldn' ya? All cause some streetrat jipped ya outta ya job."
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 21, 2007 18:33:06 GMT -5
"If anyting happens at all you two jus' get outta heah. Don't worry about me." he clarified before he started walking over to the fire escape they had used so many time to bust each other out. "Y'know...you'd tink dey'd loin..." he jumped up on it and climbed to the roof.
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Post by Race on Oct 22, 2007 16:18:11 GMT -5
Jack kept throwing stuff at the door,determined to get them to open the door,when they did he'd run out.
"Da we even know where Jacky boys at?" Race said.
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 22, 2007 16:23:34 GMT -5
"I'm cure dey'd keep in at da top," Spot said. "In his own cell."
The bull had already threatened Jack several times. "I don't get paid enough fa dis..." he muttered.
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Post by Race on Oct 22, 2007 16:25:18 GMT -5
Jack rared back and kicked the door,it shook on it's hinges.
Race and Rhiana kept up behind Spot.
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 22, 2007 16:35:58 GMT -5
When Spot got to the rooftop, he tied the rope around his waist. Stepping to the edge and got down on his stomach, hanging off enough so that he could look into the top floor windows. He looked in the first one and it was empty. Then he heard the loud bang of Jack kicking the door and ran over to the sound, a few windows away. He got on his stomach and peered inside. Sure enough he had found Jack. "Jack!" he whispered.
The bull that was guarding Jack went on a break, leaving the cell unguarded.
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Post by Race on Oct 22, 2007 17:16:47 GMT -5
Jack turned around "Spot!" he said,going over to the window, "I 'as wonderin' when youse guys would show up, I didn't know how long I could keep at dat door."
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 22, 2007 17:22:35 GMT -5
Spot slipped down off of the rooftop, crowbar in hand.
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Post by Race on Oct 22, 2007 17:25:08 GMT -5
Jack looked over his shoulder at the door while Spot worked at the bars,looking for movement.
Race lay on his stomach,holding onto the roof, "Ya need tah lay off da phosphate Spot!" he muttered.
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 22, 2007 17:39:38 GMT -5
"Race...If you drop me, so help me..." Spot trailed off and continued to work on the bars, prying them one by one out of the window. He had three out when the rope snapped. He grabbed frantically for the windowsill barely catching it and holding on for dear life.
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Post by Race on Oct 23, 2007 16:48:04 GMT -5
Jack grabbed Spots arms and pulled him up through the bars, "Race,lowah da rest of the rope!" he whispered,holding onto Spot.
Race kept lowering until it grazed the top of Spot's head, "See if ya can grab it!" he said.
Rhiana had aholt of Race around the waist,to keep him from falling off too.
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 23, 2007 16:56:10 GMT -5
Spot grabbed the rope with one hand while still holding the crowbar with the other. He went to work at another bar, prying it out.
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