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Post by Ace on Sept 18, 2009 13:06:47 GMT -5
Sitting in the back of the room in a corner, her back against the wall, her knees pulled to her chest as she rested her chin on them. She looked down, her hair falling into her face, her eyes brimmed over with light tears. She had no idea how she managed to get stuck in here, she always seemed to be able to find her way away from Snyder but she was caught off guard this time. She had been caught snatching a rich man's wallet and when she ran off with it, the man had sent a few thugs after her. She was in so much pain, she had put up a fight but in the end the two goons knocked her out and dragged her here. She groaned and began cursing under her breath in french at this point, wondering if Jack or anyone would come to her rescue. "personne stupide, vieille chipie, avoir des rapports, Piece de merde..."she slurred under her breath, the girl had quite a mouth on her when upset.
(Lessons of the day: personne stupide: A**, vieelle chipie: bi*ch, avoir des rapports: fu**, and Piece de merde: Piece of sh**)
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Post by Brooke on Sept 20, 2009 14:42:05 GMT -5
Brooke had no idea she would end up in a place like this. She hadn't even done anything! It was all those two's fault. She glared into nothingness. Those two kids that robbed that store. She was just walkin' past when they comes running at her sayin' 'it's the bulls! run'. They dropped off their stuff near her and she picked it up. Just lookin at it. When she put it down somethin' hit her. When she woke up she was here...
"Alright lemme go! I know how ta walk!" Brooke shouted at the men that pulled her into this dungeon. They threw her into a room with only a handful of other people. When they walked away from her glare, she looked around. "Ace? Is that you?" She asked, walking towards a girl who apeared to be asleep.
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Post by Ace on Sept 20, 2009 17:04:29 GMT -5
She heard the sound of a familiar voice and she looked up to see Brooke,"Brooke how the hell did you end up hereh?"she asked surprised, Brooke wasn't exactly the type to get locked up. Ace tilted her head as she examined the girl and smiled halfheartedly, at least now she wasn't so alone. She sighed and looked down,"does anyone know yer in here?"she asked, she knew nobody had seen her get caught at least not that she knew of, so unless Brooke was seen they probably had no luck in a rescue any time soon. She bit her lip in frustration, upset that Snyder took her candy from her before forcing her in here. She rocked back and forth slightly as she looked at Brooke. "We gotta find a way ta get outta here or get a message ta Jack at least,"she said, her eyes holding pain from her wounds the goons had inflicted on her.
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Post by Irish on Sept 20, 2009 17:19:01 GMT -5
Irish stood under the Refuge's window and whistled. It was a bird whistle, hopefully they knew what it meant. "Brooke? Ace? You in there lasses?" He called softly, he picked up a small pebble and threw it gently against the window where he had last seen movement. He didn't know why he was doing this... then he remembered how he had learned they were locked up.
Two boys saw Brooke get snatched, they told Broadway, who tearfully went to Street, who went to Eli and told him, who finally came to Irish and told him that Brooke and Ace had gotten snatched and locked up. Now, he was here. It wasn't just because Street had also threatened to make his 'Irish insides into garters' or the fact that he was tremendously bored on his day off. In fact, he'd rather be sleeping or with Poet-but a guy has a duty to protect the lasses, even if he was threatened by a girl half his age.
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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 20, 2009 17:19:34 GMT -5
Brooke jumped a little when Ace looked up. She wasnt really expecting her. "I didn't do anything! I swear it." Brooke had the innocent look on her face. "I was walkin' by ya know and these two kids, litterally they're like little, came by and robbed some store. The bulls came so they ran. Dumped their stuff in front of meh and i picked it up ya know. Then nothin'." She moved her hands in a helpless motion. She sighed and sat down besides Ace. "And to top it all off i dont think anyone knew where i was goin'. Not even Mush. I was bored so I went for a walk." She sighed again. "So what did you do?" She looked up at Ace with a look of helplessness in her eyes. She pulled her knees to her chest and breathed heavily.
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Post by Mush Meyers on Sept 20, 2009 17:22:47 GMT -5
Brooke jumped when she heard something hit the window. SHe looked at Ace then again at the window. No one else seemed to notice anything. She walked over. "Irish! How- what-" She was at a loss for words. "Tears spilled over her eyes. "Ace! It's Irish come 'ere." (sorry its short think of it as an add on)
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Post by Ace on Sept 20, 2009 17:36:09 GMT -5
Ace went over to the window and looked down to see Irish,"Ey boyo....nice ta see ya..."she whispered down to him. She leaned against the wall by the window unable to hold herself up for very long, her stomach was bruised and her leg, well her ankle was twisted. She looked around making sure the kids were busy and blocking the sight from the door. "Irish. how ya gonna get us outta hereh? I can barely walk let alone stand..."Ace told him as she looked at him her eyes held the helplessness but no other sign of it was seen anywhere else on her.
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Post by Irish on Sept 26, 2009 18:18:16 GMT -5
Irish shushed with a finger to his lips. "Don't worry, lass, Oi have a ladder." He grinned and quickly and only less then silently leaned it against the window. He picked up the crowbar he had laid on the ground and quickly climbed the ladder. Using all his strength-and trying not to fall off-he pried the bars off, he caught them before they could crash to the ground noisily. He disappeared for a moment and then reappeared, the crowbar and bars absent from his hand.
He opened the window and grinned at them, a smudge of dirt on his face. "Well lasses, which one first. Oi can carry you down... Oi'm like a Knight in Shining Armor, sans the white horse." He looked over their shoulders. "We'd better hurry, ey? Come on, whoever's first." He silently climbed into the room with them, waiting for their response. "If Oi get caught, well, let's just say Oi'd rather remain here then go home." He winked at them.
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Post by Ace on Sept 26, 2009 18:33:16 GMT -5
Ace looked at him and tilted her head,"I'll ask ya what ya mean by that lateh, take meh down first since I'm hurt..."she muttered as she continued to prop herself up against the wall. She wondered how this was going to work, heights and Ace didn't mix well. She managed to get to the windowsil and she sat on it carefully,"ya can jus' help me down and when we're safer ya can help meh walk if need beh,"she suggested as she eyed him. She wondered if everything was ok with him and Poet, he seemed a little out of it with his comment about not minding staying there if they got caught. She swung one of her legs out the window and found the ladder with her foot and began climbing out the window.
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Post by Irish on Sept 26, 2009 18:43:28 GMT -5
"All Oi meant was me ma and Grandda would skin me alive." He chuckled quietly. He shook his head. "Enough with the nonsense, Ace." He scooped her up and placed her on his back piggy-back style. He was able to carry her because of all the sacks he carried part time at the docks. "Hold time, ey?" He asked her, making sure her hands were tight around his shoulders. "Don't choke me, okay? Oi have to work double in the Mills tomorrow." He told her, straddling the window and he held onto the sill with his strong hands as his feet found the second to top rung of the ladder. "If you get scared, close you eyes, Ace. Oi won't let anything happen to you, promise and cross me heart." He flashed a grin.
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Post by Ace on Sept 26, 2009 18:56:56 GMT -5
Ace held on tight, her arms almost wrapping around his neck but she made sure not to choke him. She burried her face in his back and closed her eyes,"Ya know I'm afraid of heights right?"she mummbled into his shirt. She held on as tight as she could, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She clung to him and waited for it to be over,"I trust ya be lucky fer that,"she added grinning to herself. She still didn't feel like he was alright, she had that kind of sense with people, she could tell when something was wrong. She opened her eyes and rested her chin on his shoulder,"ya know ya can't hide anything from meh right?"she muttered in his ear.
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Post by Irish on Sept 26, 2009 19:07:34 GMT -5
Irish nodded. "Oi know you're afraid of heights, Oi pushed you over the docks once, remember? You worked me over pretty good after that." he chuckled again began to quickly climb down the ladder. "Oi'm glad you trust me, you'd better trust me... After all, we've known each other since childhood, ey?"
He was almost halfway down now. "Oi know," He sighed. "But if Oi tell you, you cannot tell anyone else... You know that right?" He turned his head slightly and whispered, "Oi think me relationship with Poet is falling apart..." His voice broke slightly. "Oi don't know, Oi've givern her an ultimatium and she can't decide. Frankly, Oi'm tired of waiting. Oi don't have any time to waste anymore... Not since Da died." he told her as they reached the bottom, she set her down gently and turned to face her. "You okay?"
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Post by Ace on Sept 26, 2009 19:18:49 GMT -5
She slowly leaned against the building once he let her down. She eyed him ignoring her pain in her stomach from the bruises, the pain in her ankle from twisting it. She tilted her head and nodded,"I'm ok.....well at least that's what I am gonna tell people right, ya know I neva tell people when somethng's wrong Irish.....but you....I understand that, and to be honest I ain't gonna hide this for once, but it hurts meh to see you hurtin',"she told him in all honesty. She looked down at her shoes and sighed running a hand through her hair,"It ain't like meh ta say somethin' like that and you know it..... so take it ta heart, if things aren't going right fer ya, maybe you need to walk away, I ain't telling you what ta do, and of course I want Poet happy, but I want you to be happy too..."she mummbled the last part softer than the rest. She looked back up at him and smiled halfway,"yer a great guy Irish, don't let anyone tear ya down, it ain't worth it....if ya love her and if she loves you it'll work out, as I see things, the people who love one another truly and forever will end up together in the end,"she said to him she would never tell him anything other than her advice, she could never tell him her feelings.
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(c)Street
