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Post by Sugarless on Feb 23, 2009 20:21:45 GMT -5
"Sick, sick, sick" Queen muttered under her breath as she peeked into the small pouch. "Damn it!" She growled out, tossing the bag behind her. The small bage brown fell without a sound, it sloucing over. Queen let out an irritated sigh as she stood there for a few moments, uncaring if she got stares. She flicked out her pocket watch and stared at the time for a few moments. Tonight was a big raid catch for her, should be rather interesting to saythe least....
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Post by Jack Walsh on Feb 24, 2009 0:47:07 GMT -5
‘A casual day for a casual walk’ Jack mused mentally, the sarcasm playing dully upon his façade as he walked along the path, his hand shoved deep into the pockets of his black jeans. His gaze flicked restlessly around the area, looking for anything, anything at all that would prove to be entertaining. Nothing at al jumped out at him, screaming ‘look I’m entertaining’ and as a result he sighed, quite bored, and dragged the toe of his left shoe on the ground.
The masculine figure walked along, his brain numbed to everything as he attempted to figure out what to do to spice up his night. ’I don’t fight till Friday, so there goes anything real fun. I could hang out with my friends. Oh wait I don’t have friends” he conversed in his mind, completely absorbed in his thoughts to not notice the small bag he was about to trip over. Small in size but never the less trustworthy in tripping a grown man and nearly causing him to fall flat on his face. Regaining his balance, he grasped the thing and looked about for the owner of the object.
Spotting a young female a few yards ahead of him he jogged after her, figuring since she was the only one out and about she must be the owner of the bag. “Hey! You dropped this” he called out, quickening his pace to meet up with her, figuring this was probably the highlight of his day, and wile he was at it, taking care of his good deed of the week.
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Post by Sugarless on Feb 24, 2009 16:44:44 GMT -5
Sugarless sighed as she looked around the area for a moment. It seemed deserted. She looked over her shoulder, spotting a boy. She cocked her head to the side, somewhat curious. Her eyes instinctivly searched him over to see if he had any good cash on him or not. She couldn't help it, theivish instincts.
"Nah, It's trash. Thought some mula was in it when in truth it was empty as shit" Sugarless said with a shrug. Yeah, some days were good, others were bad. That was just the day of a theif for ya. All depend on how quick and smart ya were.
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Post by Jack Walsh on Feb 25, 2009 0:25:41 GMT -5
Keeping his eyes trained on her as a sense of unease crept over him, Jack fought the urge to just keep walking on. Something about this chick read ‘hey, watch your wallet’ and it made him nervous. He shifted his weight on to the heels of his shoes as he listened to her reply, confirming a tad bit to the suspicious of her being a thief. Truthfully It wasn’t the fact of her stealing his money from him, he could stand that and usually no one ever messed with because, as he has been told, he looks kind of intimidating with his boxer body structure.
“Well, righty then” he muttered, tossing the bag to the side with a distasteful sigh. What a waste of perfectly good time that I could have been using to mope around. Chewing the inner of his lips, he shifted slightly before uttering out, “I’m Jack by the way.”
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Post by Sugarless on Feb 25, 2009 20:17:11 GMT -5
Sugarless smirked as she watched him. He seemed on the edge. Perfect. The best safety did lie in fear. She shook her head slightly, more in a nonchalant fashion as she breathed in a large amount of the cool air. Her rib cage expanded slightly as she did so, slowly exhaling her breath She ran her fingers through her hair, playing with the ends of it.
"My name's Sugarless. Yeah I know, strange name. Parent's like orginality" Sugar said with a shrug as her tongue drifted from her mouth and locked around a few strands of hair. Her tongued retreated back into her mouth, begining to slightly chew on the ends of her vareity shades of pink dyed hair.
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Post by Jack Walsh on Mar 4, 2009 22:48:52 GMT -5
Jack shifted slightly, unsure whether to dismiss himself or converse in idle chatter with this new face that utterly gave him the chills. With a slight exhale threw clenched lips, he nodded slightly to her answer with hr name. Unusual was more of the word he would use instead of original, maybe even odd. He pondered this a moment before focusing back on her, “Well, not to intrude on private matters here, and completely optional to answer, but are you knew in town for I haven’t seen you before?”
His big curious mouth had spoken with out consult of his brain and nearly brought a surprised blush to his cheeks but instead he flicked an eyebrow up in a quizzical manner, masking his embarrassment of such a straightforward question.
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Post by Sugarless on Mar 6, 2009 21:01:42 GMT -5
Sugar shrugged slightly at his question. She could see he was trying to mask something. She giggled slightly before shaking her head, trying to get some of her many-pink-shades-dyed hair more in her face. She exhaled a large breath before saying, "I'm a theif around town. I'm trying to get more buddy boys and girls in with me though being it gets old seeing the same lazy asses day in and out" with an almost pouty kind of frown.
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