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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 12:53:15 GMT -5
"Oh I'll do somethin'..." Spot tried to get up.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 12:56:29 GMT -5
"Ya can't even walk Spot.." Jack said,watching him to make sure he doesn't fall over.
Bj watched them,knowing Spot was fixing to fall over,she got an idea and pulled one of Race's cigars out of his front pocket,she lit it up wit a match and waved it under Race's nose "Oh Mistah Higgins..." she said,smirking,as she watched Race's eyes flutter, she kept waving it til Racetrack's eyes shot open.
"huh?" Race said,sitting up, "What happened,ohh mine.." he grabbed the cigar from Bj and started puffing on it.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 13:04:29 GMT -5
Spot swayed for a second then fell back in the chair. "Where's Blondie?" he asked Racetrack.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 13:06:56 GMT -5
Race was starting to cool off, "Dat Hob kid took her." he said, "Dat's all I can remembah.Somethin' about wantin' tah help us, I didn't believe her,but she wouldn't let me go wit her." he blew smoke out as he finished talking.
"Dontcha know ya don't smoke in a hospital Race?" Jack said,smirking.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 13:11:47 GMT -5
"YOU LET HER GO WITH HIM AND YOU JUST LEFT HER THERE!?" Spot yelled.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 15:14:00 GMT -5
"She wouldn't lemme go wit her!" Race said, "What 'as I sposed tah do!"
Jack rolled his eyes,sitting down,this was going to take awhile.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 15:16:57 GMT -5
"YOU COULDA FOLLOWED 'EM!" Spot yelled, struggling to his feet.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 15:18:47 GMT -5
"Oh sure dats easy fah you tah say!" Race said, "Youse weren't dere!"
Jack narrowed his eyes,fixing to jump in if Spot attacked Race.
BJ watched intently. "dis is bettah den Medda..." she muttered.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 15:22:11 GMT -5
"IF I WAS THERE I WOULDA FOLLOWED 'EM!" Spot yelled.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 15:27:58 GMT -5
"WELL I AIN'T YOU NOW AM I?" Race yelled back,he wasn't that scared of Spot,Max yes,Spot,maybe.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 15:29:05 GMT -5
"Nevermind rightn now," Spot muttered, "Let's go get 'em."
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 15:37:30 GMT -5
"Can you even walk Spot?" BJ asked,helping Race out of the chair.
Racetrack stood up,looking himself over then spitting in his hand,wiping the blood off his forehead.
"Anthony Racetrack Higgins!" BJ said, "Don't do dat!" she glowered at him when he started cleaning it with spit.
Jack laughed at BJ, "BJ youse comin' dis time?" he asked, "Or you gunna stay heah wit Lucky?
"Prolly stay heah wit Lucks again." BJ said, "Ain't interested in fightin' da mafia."
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 15:41:17 GMT -5
"Well I'm gonna hafta walk ain't I?" Spot said. "I'm definitely not stayin' heah again." He took a few steps before falling on Jack.
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Post by Race on Aug 2, 2007 15:44:38 GMT -5
Jack grabbed Spot's cane from the corner, "Heah, "he handed it to him, "Use ya cane til ya legs start woikin' right."
Race leaned against the doorfacing,lighting up his last cigar, "remind me tah jip more from some rich stiff we pass by." he said,throwing the match in the garbage.
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Post by Brooklyn on Aug 2, 2007 15:46:24 GMT -5
Spot took the cane, leaning on it and started walking, the whole time muttering about how he couldn't believe Race left Blondie there by herself.
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