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Post by Hunter on Sept 13, 2009 0:42:20 GMT -5
He brought the cigarette to his lips, striking a match and lighting it as he breathed in the sweet taste of nicotine. He leaned back putting one arm behind his head as he looked up at the clear sky, what a nice day. He blew a smoke ring before running a hand through his black hair and then pulling out his pocket watch opening it to check the time, half past three. He had just finished selling his papes and he knew he'd have some time to kill before heading back to Queens to help Poet out with the little kids. He breathed in the fresh air before a another puff of smoke. He closed his eyes for a few moments listening to the sound of birds singing, other newsies yelling headlines, the wind through the trees. He was so relaxed and in a great mood, the only thing that could possibly make it better would be some company.
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Post by Street on Sept 13, 2009 0:47:48 GMT -5
Street hummed as she walked, after all, it was such a nice day. She saw a man walk by, a gold watch chain dangling from his vest. She had an urge to steal it, but then something caught her eye. A gorgeous boy sitting on a park bence, his eyes closed as he leaned back. Street think she recognized him from her visit to Poet, but she wasn't sure.
Street approached him, stopping a couple feet from the bench. "Hello, how are ya this fine mornin'?" She inquired of him, tilting her head like a dog.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 13, 2009 0:59:55 GMT -5
Hunter opened his eyes and looked up at the girl, his eyes sparkled in the sun and he smiled a breath taking smile. He looked her up and down, he thought he remembered Poet talking to this girl a few days ago. "Jus' fine, great actually and you?"he asked politely his british accent slipping off his tongue like honey. He smiled at her again as he sat straight and took another drag from his cigarette and blew another ring of smoke as he looked around for a moment before returning his gaze to her eyes, she was cute, and she seemed rather young to be a leader, Poet mentioned that she was 15?He thought, well now he believed it. He leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees,"yer uh Street?"he asked trying to remember correctly.
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Post by Street on Sept 13, 2009 1:04:24 GMT -5
"Oh, I'm doin' as best that can be expected." Street said, trying to sound non-chalant. She remembered this boy, he had just passed the door. Street had to stop herself from sighing and staring.
"Yeah, I'm Street Lexeme. And yourself? I'm not sure I know ya, at least not on a name basis." She said, exhilirated that he knew her name. His accent was wonderful, it made everything sound like a song. Street was suddenly and embarrassingly aware of her clothes and bare feet. She suddenly wished her grammar was better too...
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Post by Hunter on Sept 13, 2009 1:12:57 GMT -5
"Thomas Seth Warner, but I go by Hunter,"he said with a wink and a smile. He took in another breath of nicotine and let the smoke fill his lungs as he eyed her, she had that beauty that most of the girls he knew had, much like Poet, where they didn't need to get all dolled up to be pretty. He studied her fr a moment,"so ya havin' troubles yet, I mean it mus' be hard bein' the youngest leader around here,"he said as he fidgetted with his hands after putting the cigarette securely between his lips and quirking an eyebrow out of curiousity on hw she would choose to answer his question. He looked down slightly to make it seem like he wasn't too interested in how she looked.
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Post by Street on Sept 13, 2009 1:18:54 GMT -5
"Thomas Seth Warner, nice ta meet ya. Ya know, I love the names Thomas and Seth." Street said randomly, she flushed a little. "That's weird ain't it? Here, I'll tell ya somethin' interestin'. My real name's Rosalind Love Lexeme. That's really weird, ain't it?" Street said, smiling.
"I've been havin' all sorts of troubles. Two boys already asked me ta give up the leadership position. They said that they didn't feel comfortable or safe in the hands of a child. I ain't no child, I'm a teenager. But, they don't really respect me yet, I'm still workin' on it." Street nodded. Street gave him another one over-he looked tough. Not Spot Conlon tough (where you ran in the opposite direction) but the sort of, 'I can take care of myself'.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 14, 2009 18:16:15 GMT -5
He smirked at her words,"Really now? Yeah I get that alot, people really like meh name fer some reason,"he said chuckling. He listened to her say her full name and he tilted his head,"That ain't weird, it's unique, uncommon, I think it suits ya,"he sommented as he looked down and dropped his cigarette at his feet stepping on it. He looked back up at her as she spoke about her leadership.
"Well I'm pretteh sure Poet can help ya, if ya need someone ta be kicked in tha mouth ya know,"he teased with a smile on his face. "And as fer the thinkin' yer a kid, maybeh they jus' don't get yer situation I mean if you can handle yerself, maybe they just don't see it, alot of guys don' think I gal can handle herself til she proves it,"he stated.
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Post by Street on Sept 14, 2009 18:27:44 GMT -5
"That ain't weird, it's unique, uncommon, I think it suits ya,"he sommented as he looked down and dropped his cigarette at his feet stepping on it.
"T-thanks. I ain't never heard anyone say that before. The boys made fun of me if I told 'em my real name, so I stopped and started introducin' myself by my nickname." Street shrugged.
"Well I'm pretteh sure Poet can help ya, if ya need someone ta be kicked in tha mouth ya know,"he teased with a smile on his face. "And as fer the thinkin' yer a kid, maybeh they jus' don't get yer situation I mean if you can handle yerself, maybe they just don't see it, alot of guys don' think I gal can handle herself til she proves it,"he stated.
"I suppose you're right, Hunter. I gotta just stand up an say 'I'm Street Lexeme, leader of the Bronx and proud of it!'" Street said, standing tall. She smiled. "I heard through the grapevine that you're Poet's watchdog." Street teased. "I suppose ya kick people in the mouth around Queens, huh?" She asked, tilting her head.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 15, 2009 8:03:23 GMT -5
"I heard through the grapevine that you're Poet's watchdog."
Hunter laughed softly and smiled at this comment, it was true, he'd protect Poet with everything he had if need be. He nodded,"Yup that's meh, she means alot ta meh, she took meh in ya know, we may be the same age but she's been there fer meh since I became a newsie, she's been my protector as well and I return the favor by stepping in if need be,"he said. He leaned back in his seat and sighed,"People don't undastand it though, she's not like the rest of the newsies, I ain't sayin' she's the best around but I ain't sayin' she isn't either, she's complex ya know, unique, different, and she'd do anything fer the newsies, she's what ya call passionate in her beliefs,"he said. He looked at her and cleared his throat,"Sorreh I shouldn't be ramblin' on bout her, she's jus' a friend ya know,"he said. He felt bad now for bringing all that up to another girl, especially one as pretty as Street.
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Post by Street on Sept 15, 2009 16:56:38 GMT -5
Hunter laughed softly and smiled at this comment, it was true, he'd protect Poet with everything he had if need be. He nodded,"Yup that's meh, she means alot ta meh, she took meh in ya know, we may be the same age but she's been there fer meh since I became a newsie, she's been my protector as well and I return the favor by stepping in if need be,"he said. He leaned back in his seat and sighed,"People don't undastand it though, she's not like the rest of the newsies, I ain't sayin' she's the best around but I ain't sayin' she isn't either, she's complex ya know, unique, different, and she'd do anything fer the newsies, she's what ya call passionate in her beliefs,"he said. He looked at her and cleared his throat,"Sorreh I shouldn't be ramblin' on bout her, she's jus' a friend ya know,"he said. He felt bad now for bringing all that up to another girl, especially one as pretty as Street.
Street smiled at him, sitting down on the bench. She nodded. "It's fine, I assure ya. I tend ta bring people up I shouldn't sometimes too." Street nodded. "Poet is a wonder, for sure." She looked down to her hands, wringing them unconciously. "It don't matter much if she's more then a friend ta ya, I mean it's your life, right? Ya can chose ta be with whoever ya want..." She seemed to realize the double meaning in her words and blushed. "It's your choice after all..." She muttered again, smiling slightly.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 16, 2009 20:15:23 GMT -5
Hunter shook his head as he looked at her,"Nah it ain't ok, I shouldn't be talkin' about Poet tah a pretty goil such as yerself, ya deserve tah be the topic of conversation,"he said as he ruffled his own hair. He grinned at her,"yer gonna make it through this whole leader thing I promise ya, and if ya ever need meh help I'll be by yer side, I know we jus' met but everyoe needs all the friends they can get ya know?"he said as he tilted his head and met her eyes with his. He thought about alot of things and wondered if he could ever get with a girl as pretty as her.
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Post by Street on Sept 17, 2009 15:27:56 GMT -5
Hunter shook his head as he looked at her,"Nah it ain't ok, I shouldn't be talkin' about Poet tah a pretty goil such as yerself, ya deserve tah be the topic of conversation,"he said as he ruffled his own hair. He grinned at her,"yer gonna make it through this whole leader thing I promise ya, and if ya ever need meh help I'll be by yer side, I know we jus' met but everyoe needs all the friends they can get ya know?"he said as he tilted his head and met her eyes with his. He thought about alot of things and wondered if he could ever get with a girl as pretty as her.
Street smiled shyly. "Well, if we talk me we're gonna be done right quick. I ain't worth many words." Street said, "Honest!" She thought about that. "I would like that, ya bein' by my side through this..." Then she blushed, and looked down. "Sorry, that's weird, ain't it?" She asked, squinting her eyes slightly and glancing at him sideways. "I don't mean nothin' by it," In fact, she meant a lot by it.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 19, 2009 1:10:47 GMT -5
He smiled at her his eyes lighting up slightly,"well den miss I'll be at yer beck and call yer wish is my command beautiful,"he said grinning. He tilted his head ruffling his hair slightly and standing he was too fidgetty to sit still for the time being. He began to pace,"So where ya headed anyhow?"he asked her looking over his shoulder at her and smiling. He shoved his hands in his pockets before adverting his eyes to the sky, then the ground and then back to look at the pretty young girl.(sorry its short)
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Post by Street on Sept 19, 2009 11:26:35 GMT -5
He smiled at her his eyes lighting up slightly,"well den miss I'll be at yer beck and call yer wish is my command beautiful,"he said grinning. He tilted his head ruffling his hair slightly and standing he was too fidgetty to sit still for the time being. He began to pace,"So where ya headed anyhow?"he asked her looking over his shoulder at her and smiling. He shoved his hands in his pockets before adverting his eyes to the sky, then the ground and then back to look at the pretty young girl.
Street smiled at the ground. "I feel better now..." She murmured softly. She looked up. "I ain't headin' anywhere really. I just wander around until I get an urge ta go somewhere or ta do somethin'." Street shrugged. "It's all about freedom, ya know?" She asked him, tilting her head. She watched him pace back and forth. "What abour yourself? Ya headin' anywhere special?" She looked down. "Hunter... um... I don't really know how ta say this... I think someone else likes ya, someone worthier then me." Street whispered.
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Post by Hunter on Sept 19, 2009 13:41:23 GMT -5
Hunter stopped and tilted his head to the side,"what do ya mean someone likes meh who's worthier than you?"he asked her. He thought for awhile and shoved his hands in his pockets as he looked at her,"if yer talkin' bout Poet, yer mistaken, she loves Irish....and well Jack..." he murmured wondering if that was too much information to give her. He looked down at his feet,"and who could be worthier than you? I don't see anyone worthier for meh than you..."he said then he went quite wondering if that was said abit too soon.
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