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Post by Street on Mar 19, 2010 20:22:52 GMT -5
Irish nodded and held the baby while Mercury helped Poet up. He looked at Jack, "Sure ye can watch her-" He was cut off by Sean scrambling forward, holding out his arms expectantly. "Not yet, Sean, ye're still too... hyper..." Irish finised, putting the baby firmly in Jack's arms. "Watch her head, eh Cowboy?" He asked worriedly, worse then a mother hen. He picked Poet up easily and carried her into Medda's dressing room, Mercury bringing along the dress and fresh towels. He excused himself and left them alone.
Street looked at him then slowly nodded. "Yeah, I don't mind if ya walk me home. It'll give us a chance ta talk about things." She said, taking his hand. "I don't think anyone will notice if we leave. But I'll tell Asher just incase." She looked around. "Where is that boy?"
Asher stood in front of Natasha. "Can I kiss you again?" He asked softly, coming closer. He let his fingers trace the curve of her cheeks and he kissed her without waiting for her response.
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Post by Chase on Mar 19, 2010 20:30:23 GMT -5
Chase nodded and waved to everyone before leaving with Ace. The headed to the Lodging House. Abby smiled at Spade. "I'd love that. Jacky boy shouldn't mind." She kissed him on the cheek. She turned toward Jack for reassurance. She bit her lip in anticipation. She put a hand gently on Duana's head and kissed her forehead. "Sweet dreams little poem." Natasha smiled and leaned in towards Asher. She kissed him back passionately. She pulled back and smiled again. "So Asher, tell me about yerself."
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Post by Jack Cowboy Kelly on Mar 19, 2010 21:01:08 GMT -5
Poet thanked Mercury before she turned her back to Irish for him to undo her dress. She sighed softly and when he was done, she grabbed one of the towels as she slipped out of the dress, she cleaned herself off with the towel and some water and then slipped into the dress Mercury had brought her. She turned back to Irish and kissed him lightly as she took his hand,"Are you ready to go home?"she asked him softly, only showing her exhaustion a small bit.
Jack held Duana as he looked over at Abby and nodded in approval,"Yeah it's fine, but ya two betteh be up and readeh in the mornin' ta help out with papes and gettin' stuff over to Poet," he told them as he rocked Duana in his arms and smiled down at the now sleeping baby, she was a quiet one, that would make things alot easier for Irish and Poet.
Spade nodded to Jack,"No problem Jack, we'll be up bright an' early don' worry,"he assured before he led Abby toward the door and waved goodbye to their friends.
((Yay, Ace is gone and almost everyone is out haha only a few more posts and we'll be done with it!! It went well))
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Post by Street on Mar 20, 2010 12:13:07 GMT -5
Irish nodded, kissing her forehead. "I'm ready if ye are. I think Mercury brought a basket for Duana, so we can carry her home in it." Irish said, opening the door slightly. "Can ye make it?" He asked softly. "I'll get Sean and tell him we're leavin'." He said, "I'll be right back." he said, poking his head out the door and calling for his cousin. Sean bounded over. "We're leavin', so be ready. Ye'll most likely have to carry Duana home to the new apartment, alright? Don't do nothin' funny, Sean!" Irish growled.
Street shrugged, not being able to locate Asher. "Ah well, I'll tell Jack." She called to him. "Jack! Me and Hunta are leavin', just ta let ya know!" She said, pulling Hunter out the doors.
Asher grinned at Natasha. "I'm Asher Cromwell, fifteen, singer and performer at Irving Hall. I'm born and raised in New York. My parents are living on an island in Hawaii, finding their inner muses so that they may become better actors. My sister's name is Brooke, and she lives in Brooklyn."
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Post by Chase on Mar 20, 2010 16:55:06 GMT -5
Natasha smiled thoughtfully as she took in everything she said. "An actor huh? Well I'm a singer and dancer, but i dance more than i sing usually. I'm from Ashland, Kentucky." She said smiling. "I don't know where my parents are exactly, i think they're still alive. And i have one sibling. Justin Larson. I've been looking for my family for the past few years." Her voice trailed off as she thought.
Justin crept up behind his sister and the guy she was dancing with at the wedding. He smiled as he walked forward without a sound. He always had been stealthy. When he was close enough, he grabbed Natasha around the waist and spun her once. Her dance abilities kept her from falling. "Hey Star." He winked at her. "Babe!" She screamed, calling her brother by his childhood nickname. She ran towards him and jumped into his arms. He spun her around a few times before setting her down and hugging her tightly. She spun around to face Asher once more. "Asher, this is my twin brother, Justin." She told him beaming.
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Post by Jack Cowboy Kelly on Mar 21, 2010 12:22:19 GMT -5
Poet nodded at Irish's question,"Yeah I'll be able to make it,"she assurred him as she watched him holler for Sean. She tilted her head slightly and walked up behind him, sliding her hand into his and squeezing it gently,"I'm sure he won't act up Irish....we'll be fine,"she whispered to him before she opened the door the rest of the way and led him out to the main room again to find Jack.
Jack smiled down at Duana and rocked her back and fourth still, she was in and out of sleep, like she couldn't decide what to do. He chuckled softly and took one of her tiny hands in one of his,he was slightly surprised when she gripped his thumb and she looked up at him with wide green eyes of curiousity. He grinned down at her,"Ya have one tight grip there, bet you'll be great at defendin' yerself when yer older,"he whispered.
Poet spotted Jack and walked up behind him, dragging Irish with her,"How's she doin'?" Poet asked softly. Jack looked over at the two and turned to them as he showed them the curious little Duana,"She' doin' fine, she's quiet which should make things easy fer ya two, and she's got quite a grip,"he said smiling at Poet. Poet smiled back,"thanks Jack, can ya jus' hold her til Sean gets back?"she asked, Jack nodded in response.
Hunter found himself being pulled out by Street and he followed happily.
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Post by Street on Mar 21, 2010 19:01:44 GMT -5
Asher looked at Justin guiltily. "Hello, I'm Asher, I helped Natasha get the job here," He said, trying to stay on the boy's good side. He hoped that Justin had not seen him and Natasha kissing.
Irish followed Poet and looked at Duana gently. Sean scampered up to them, carrying a small basket that was lined with blankets and perfect for the child. "All ready to go, Liam." He said proudly, holding the basket out.
"Ready?" Irish asked Poet. "Let's go." he nodded, offering her his arm. Sean held the basket out to Jack or Poet, whoever was placing the child in it. Sean was not going to let anything happen to his little cousin. He loved her more then his own sister Aislinn.
Street looked at Hunter. "Are we going straight to the Bronx?" She asked.
((New thread for StreetxHunter?))
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Post by Justin on Mar 21, 2010 19:17:53 GMT -5
Justin put an arm around his sisters shoulders. He smiled at Asher. "It's cool dude." He said letting him know he wasn't mad about them kissing. He squeezed Natasha and she punched him gently on the shoulder. Natasha turned and looked at her brother in the eyes. "Did ya come here with mom and dad?" She asked her eyes sparkling at the thought of her daddy. She was such a daddy's girl and she liked it that way. Justin took his arm off of Natasha's shoulder. He shifted his weight from foot to foot. Then, he did something he'd never done. He ignored her. "So Asher? Right?" He asked looking right at him. The sparkle in Natasha's eyes left. "Justin? Babe? What's going on?"
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Post by Jack Cowboy Kelly on Mar 23, 2010 13:00:24 GMT -5
((Sounds good Street umm new thread for StreetxHunter maybe one for IrishxPoet too? and Want to do one for ChasexAce and AbbyxSpade, Justin?))
Poet took Irish's arm that he offered her and she watched as Jack gently set Duana in her basket. "Be careful, try and get home quick ya don't want anyone gettin' hurt,"Jack told them in concern before he smiled and winked at Poet in a friendly way before puttig on his cowboy hat and heading out to go to the Lodging House.
Poet looked down at Sean,he seemed so happy about Duana, that would be good because that meant Sean would probably be abit more willing to help her out if need be. "Yeah...let's go home,"Poet whispered to Irish as she rested her head against his shoulder lightly and walked with him out of the hall.
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Post by Street on Mar 24, 2010 12:34:08 GMT -5
Asher looked at Justin, relief etched in his face. "Yeah, Asher Cromwell." He looked at Natasha. "I think she's talking to you, my nickname's Broadway, not Babe..." He said. "But I can completely see where you got the nickname." he said, not being able to stop himself. He grinned at Natasha guiltily.
Irish took Poet's arm and smiled at Jack. It was not as cold as before. Sean clutched the baby's basket to his chest. "Now Oi want a baby, Liam." He said, cooing at Duana. Irish glared at him.
"Ye bring home a girl ye knocked up and Grandda won't have to skin ye, Oi will. Now move," He growled, Sean rolled his eyes and did as he said, leading them out the hall. "Oit won't be that far, Poet. We'll get home quick. Got us a nice apartment in Harlem. Two rooms. One for us and one for Sean, his bird, and the baby. He can watch her a night. Oi'm sure he'll gladly volunteer,"
Street looked up at Hunter. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face into his chest. "I'm so tired..." She sighed, yawning slightly.
((New threads! Yay!))
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Post by Justin on Mar 24, 2010 18:05:47 GMT -5
Natasha ignored Asher's comment. She couldn't even laugh at his adorable guilt-smile. She looked at Justin, worry in her eyes. "Justin, talk to me. What's happened?" She could even hear the worry in her voice. Justin sighed and turned towards her. "Tasha, you remember that night with the fire. How mum and dad said they would come right back for us? They didn't. I waited for them until the police and firemen showed up. They never came out of there. I think- They're dead." He swallowed. Natasha's eyes welled up with tears. Her heart felt like it had been stabbed. She held herself together, sort of, until the first tear rolled down her face. After that, the tears bursted. Justin grabbed her in a tight hug and let her cry. He didn't cry with her, he'd cried his last tear 3 years ago. He just stood there and held on to Natasha whispering I'm sorry. He looked at Asher for help. He'd never been able to deal with anyone crying especially Natasha. He hated seeing her vulnerable like this.
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Post by Asher on Mar 25, 2010 16:08:39 GMT -5
Asher did not know what to say or do when Justin told Natasha the news. He shuffled his feet and looked down, very embarrassed. He did not know what it was like to lose your parents. Especially when you had thought them alive for so long. Asher knew that his parents had abandoned him and Brooke and that they were in Hawaii. He knew all this. Never once had he hoped they would come back. They were not the type to do that, to abandon their artistry.
Asher glanced up at Justin and Natasha. "Natas-" He cleared his throat. "Natasha, I'm sorry, honestly, I am... It must be awful. I cannot imagine the pain..." He said. "And you too, Justin. I imagine you were young..." He said softly, touching the spot on his chest where his heart lay beneath. "I am sorry..." He said again quietly. He bowed his head. |
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Post by Natasha on Mar 25, 2010 17:59:57 GMT -5
Natasha looked up from her brother's chest. She looked at Asher, tears streaming from her face. She took his hand and attempted to wipe tears from her face. "Sorry." She whispered. Her chin quivered and more tears leaking from her eyes. She leaned into Asher trying her hardest not to cry anymore.
Justin looked at Asher and lifted his head. "We were twelve." He whispered. He didn't want to set his sister off again. He reached a hand out a laid it on her back.
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Post by Asher on Mar 27, 2010 16:49:13 GMT -5
Asher took Natasha's hand and pulled her into his chest. He hugged her tightly. "Don't cry," He said. He kissed her cheeks, catching the tears that were falling. "Don't cry, Nata, okay?" He asked, rubbing his thumb on her cheeks. He looked at Justin. "I'm sorry, again."
He searched for a different subject. "Street tells me you're a good leader." He said, "See, Street's my best friend, and she tells me everything. I vice versa, she was the first one I told about..." he looked at Natasha. "About Chase and Tyler and Sam and everything else..."
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Post by Natasha on Mar 27, 2010 17:02:29 GMT -5
Natasha looked up at Asher her face wet. She gave him a shaky smile. "Thanks." She wiped her face. She took a deep, shaky breath. She was done crying, for now. She hugged him tightly, trying to tell him that she trusted him. She looked at her brother and smiled at him. She reached for his hand and took it. She kissed Asher on the cheek. She looked at Justin out of the corner of her eye, daring him to say something.
Justin looked at Natasha when she kissed Asher. Then, he looked at Asher and smiled at his comment. "I hope i can be as good a leader that she makes me out to be. I ain't never done this before." He shrugged his shoulders.
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