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Jul 22, 2008 8:07:29 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jul 22, 2008 8:07:29 GMT -5
Jack nodded, "Maybe Max'll get somethin' outta her." he reassured Spot, he turned to Race,who had two hotdogs in his mouth, "Well,I's know BJ don' love ya for ya table manners.." he said.
Race just glared,then swallowed, "leave mah table mannahs alone."
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Jul 22, 2008 18:25:45 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jul 22, 2008 18:25:45 GMT -5
Spot sat back watching Race. "Maybe..." he said to Jack.
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Jul 23, 2008 21:58:21 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jul 23, 2008 21:58:21 GMT -5
Race noticed, "Am I dat amusin' ta you people!" he demanded,shoveling another hotdog in his mouth.
Jack just stared, "I tink we should entah you'se in a hotdog eatin' contest..." he said,shaking his head, "Make some money offa dat empty pit ya call a stomach.."
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Jul 27, 2008 14:28:30 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jul 27, 2008 14:28:30 GMT -5
Spot stared down at the table, messing with the salt shaker, his mind whirling. If she ran into Max, he'd probably be able to talk her into coming back...She had been more angry than upset. But he had a slight worry in the back of his mind that maybe she didn't make it to the Bronx. Blondie was storming through Queens, death glaring any guy that even dared to bother her. They must not have known she was a Brooklynite, and Spot's girlfriend at that, because none of them had bothered her yet. She'd only risked going through Queens because she didn't want to bump into anyone she might know in Manhattan. She would come out in the Bronx soon anyway. Her main intention was to get cooled off, but her temper was still flared up. The streets were pretty quiet, a little too quiet for Queens territory. Suddenly she felt herself being pulled into an alleyway and a hand clamped over her mouth. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the two figures before her that she recognized as the two that had been Cheater's right hand men. She squirmed to get away from them, but they were too strong for her. "You ain't from around heah are ya sugah?" the biggest of the two, Target, said quietly. She kicked him as hard as she could in the groin and tried to escape, but the other guy, Shocks, had grabbed her by the wrist in a heartbeat. Target, regaining his composure finally, grabbed her by the chin, roughly making her look up at him. "Oh....dis is Spot's goil...I recognize her now. What ya doin' all alone in Queens?" Blondie just glared at him, not answering. "Let's take her to Cheater, he'll love dis." Target said to Shocks. Blondie stared. Cheater was supposed to be dead...So why were they talking like he wasn't? ((ooc: and now, in an attempt to bring Tellie back to the groove of things in the main rp, I'm giving her Target and Shocks ))
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Bummin'
Jul 28, 2008 19:08:02 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jul 28, 2008 19:08:02 GMT -5
Jack noticed, "Ya sure ya okay?" he asked Spot, "If ya wanna talk..I's got a private table in da back.." he said,shifting his head towards where it was at.
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Jul 28, 2008 19:11:17 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jul 28, 2008 19:11:17 GMT -5
"Nah, I'm okay, I'm just...kin'a worried." he said slowly.
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Jul 28, 2008 19:29:48 GMT -5
Post by Race on Jul 28, 2008 19:29:48 GMT -5
"She'll be fine," Jack reassured him, "Ya taught her how ta fight,I'm sure Max'll show up any minute draggin' her wit him."
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Jul 28, 2008 19:51:27 GMT -5
Post by Brooklyn on Jul 28, 2008 19:51:27 GMT -5
((*is playing Target and Shocks until Tellie feels like posting again...*))
"I hope so." Spot said, looking out the window.
Blondie put up her best fight until they got her to the Queens lodging house and into Cheater's room. "Hey boss lookit what we found heah!" Shocks said, shoving Blondie in front of him. Blondie hit the floor, staring up at Cheater in disbelief. "Y-you should be dead..."
Cheater smirked. "What doesn't kill ya makes you stronger." he said, grinning down at her evilly. "What're ya doin' heah, spyin' for ya boyfriend?"
Blondie lashed out with a kick, charlie horsing him. "Even if I was spying, that would be none of your business you jerk."
Cheater grabbed the collar of her shirt, pulling her closer. "Well I can't just let ya go now, can I?" he said through clenched teeth.
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