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Post by magic on Jun 12, 2010 16:46:02 GMT -5
Lucky was playing with his new dog fluffybingo, he threw a stick and the dog would go get it and give it back, but then the same stupied squirrel ran across the dock, and fluffybingo went after it, so now lucky was all alone on the docks, he sat down at the edge of the docks and sighed, he wanted to help do somthing he finished sealing his papers, people took pitty of him becaues of his age,and he sometimes hit the helpless kid part of people, lucky wanted to help doll but did not now how to and pluse he was still kinda of scared he was going to get replaced, evan thow doll said he was fine..lucky heard someone come up from bheind him he turend around to see who it was "hi am lucky" he said
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Post by Bloody Jack on Jun 12, 2010 17:01:05 GMT -5
Jacky walked along the Brooklyn docks with the air of a hoity-toity. Which she was. In appearance only. She wore a fine silk dress, delicate kid boots, hand embrodiered kid gloves, a hat with a large feather was perched on her perfectly curled hair, and she carried a small handbag which concealed two things, her pistol and her fan. She saw a dog running towards her, she kicked out at it as it ran past. The dog yelped and then ran off down the street fearfully.
Jacky ended up on the docks behind a small child. A boy, she identified. Two of the many things she hated, children and boys, were combined in front of her. She grimaced and her lip rose in anger and defiance. Then she approached him. Why not have some fun with him? She thought gleefully. Her shoes made noise on the wooden planks as she walked closer. She began to plan things out. Push him into the river, tie him up and throw him in, shoot him and push him in. No. It would been more fun if he was alive.
The boy turned and spoke to her. It took all of Jacky's willpower not to throw up. Instead she forced a smile to appear on her face. It was tight and her eyes were still hard and hateful. She nodded to the boy and said, "Nice to meet you Lucky, I am Jacky Butler." She replied. She tipped her hat and then fixed him with a look. "Boys should bow in the presence of a lady." She told him dryly. "Or are you not a gentleman? Only a street rat of a child." She turned away slightly, lifting her nose into the air. "I would warrant you even have lice." She shivered dramatically.
Sure, she had had lice in Cheapside when she was little. She had had every bug imaginable. Bed bugs, lice, cockroaches, fleas, everything. They had all been in her home on Cheapside.
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Post by magic on Jun 12, 2010 17:30:44 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you Lucky, I am Jacky Butler." lucky smiled at jacky but she did scare him a little bit and somthing about her name made a bell go of in luckys head, he just did'nt no what, she look like she had a bad day, when she saw lucky "Boys should bow in the presence of a lady." She told him dryly. "Or are you not a gentleman? Only a street rat of a child." lucky was shock't he did not want to seem rude, are be a street rat, for one thing lucky was not a street rat "I would warrant you even have lice." and lucky new he did not have lice!!, but lucky felt bad that he did not bow so he did so " iz don't have lice, and am not a street rat, iz a bird, for doll, iz a brooklyn bird" lucky said with pride in his voice and puffed out his chest. then he look down " i could be a very good gentleman" he told jacky
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Post by Bloody Jack on Jun 13, 2010 19:26:29 GMT -5
Jacky listened to his ramblings with what can only be described as patience. She had very little. She looked at him and then grinned. It was a bone chilling grin. It would scare the devil himself. She placed her two fingers under his chin and tilted his head up, studying him all over. "You work for Doll Johnson? Er... Conlon now, right?" She asked, a plan forming in her head. She would get Doll back, and all of Brooklyn for that matter, for getting away from her.
She let her fingers fall down to his shoulder, then to his arm. She gripped him there, her grip like steel. She looked at the boy, all smiles gone. She drew her pistol from her handbag and pointed it at his chest, the gun was partially hidden by her large lacy sleeves. "Now. You are going to come with me. Got it?" She asked him. It was rhetorical, of course. No need for him to answer. "Now come with me, Lucky, darling. I will show you what happens to little birdies." She said, starting to drag him away. "Oh... Scream and I will blow your head off. You don't want to test Jacky's aim, now do you?" She asked, smirking.
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Post by magic on Jun 13, 2010 20:18:40 GMT -5
Lucky went on talking untill jacky smiled, "You work for Doll Johnson? Er... Conlon now, right?" he really was really scared of her now, her smile was scary, he was going to run, he new he could run faster then her, he did not think she could run in heels, our at least he thought she could'nt, bit when she put her hand on his shoulder then grabed his hand, he knew it was over,then it clike in his head "y..you napp doll" Lucky said trying to struggle away from her grip but he was not that strong " let go our,our i'll scream for bear!!!" by now lucky would scream for brooklyn, anybody actually she laughed at him "Now. You are going to come with me. Got it?" lucky glup't when he saw the pistol, he could haved screamed bloody murder,"Now come with me, Lucky, darling. I will show you what happens to little birdies,Oh... Scream and I will blow your head off. You don't want to test Jacky's aim, now do you?"
Lucky pulled both of his lips in and shock his head fast in a "no" matter, lucky did not want to die, he was to young to, but he was not to young to cry, he did not whine he just let tears come from his eyes and sniff at some momments, as he begun he long journy to dome.
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