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Post by Race on Jun 29, 2007 13:42:55 GMT -5
Jack walked down the docks to where Little Italy was in Brooklyn. He looked behind him making sure Race and Max were there and David and Spot. They'd stopped and gotten a few of the bigger Brooklyn boys and brought a few Manhattan boys who could hold their own. Tony frightened Jack a little. He never liked taking on the mafia but sometimes it had to be done. Especially Benny. Benny reminded him of Racetrack. He was short,but if you did something to bug him he' bring out a nice helping of revenge in two seconds.
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Post by Tellie on Jun 29, 2007 20:41:39 GMT -5
"Ow! Spot, that was my foot!" David whispered quietly. They had just passed under a pitch-black area of the street and he'd felt something come down hard on his foot, knowing that Spot was the only one close enough to step on it.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 29, 2007 20:46:10 GMT -5
"That wasn't me..." Spot trailed off.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 29, 2007 20:47:53 GMT -5
((Race is grounded so i am gonna post for her through the phone, k?))
"No, it was me," Tony Soprano stepped out of the shadows. They looked around to see that they were surrounded by mafia men.
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Post by Tellie on Jun 29, 2007 20:49:59 GMT -5
David gulped as the newsies all tightened into a frightened circle.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 29, 2007 20:51:42 GMT -5
Racetrack's cigar fell out of his mouth. "Jack...can I go now?" he asked.
Tony dropped the match he had used to light his cigar. "No one's goin' anywhere til you tell me why you're in my territory," he said.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 29, 2007 20:57:08 GMT -5
"We ain't lookin' fa trouble," Spot said. "But have you had a big guy named Moose come 'round heah?"
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Post by Tellie on Jun 29, 2007 20:59:40 GMT -5
David watched the interaction between Spot and Tony Soprano, keeping his mouth shut. He knew better than to open his mouth and say something that could get him and the others thrown off the side of a bridge.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 29, 2007 21:04:46 GMT -5
Jack held up his hands, "Tony we don't want any trouble. We just lookin' fa somebody."
Racetrack looked around at all the guys and saw one that had a hump on his back. "Deah me, what happened to you?'
Tony gave Racetrack a look and turned back to Jack and Spot, "I may've heard of this Moose," he said. "What's it to ya?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jun 30, 2007 9:35:14 GMT -5
"Well, he's one of me boys, but he hates me and he's tryin' tah toin people against me tah overthrow me as da leadah of da Brooklyn newsies so he can take ovah," Spot explained.
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Post by Brockie on Jul 1, 2007 8:35:08 GMT -5
Lafayette shifted his weight from one foot to the other uncomfortably, making a point not to pay attention to Tony, Spot, and Jack. Despite his better judgment, he had tagged along. What had he been thinking?
[ooc: ugg. lack of creativity ._.]
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Post by Race on Jul 2, 2007 17:33:12 GMT -5
"Sounds like he ain't one a ya boys anymore Conlon." Tony said,a strange glint in his eye as if he were hiding something.
Race shut up after getting a look,he still eyeballed the one with the hump though.
Jack saw Racetrack out of the corner of his eye and smirked,laughing silently.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jul 2, 2007 18:17:50 GMT -5
"What'd he tell you?" Spot asked, anxious to know whether or not he was going to get whacked.
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Post by Race on Jul 3, 2007 18:13:03 GMT -5
"He didn't tell me jack." Tony said, "I saw ya boy,but he wasn't workin' fah me."
"Well who was he woikin' for?" Jack inturupted.
"Some kid," Tony said, "And I don't know his name either."
Race scooted away from Tony's henchmen,getting behind Jack.
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Post by Tellie on Jul 3, 2007 18:37:34 GMT -5
David flicked his eyes from Jack to Spot to Tony back to Spot. He was frozen on the spot with fear and curiosity; he himself wanted to know just what Tony was getting at.
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