footsteps on the stairs
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She'd been too late.
That was exactly what she realized when she'd opened the door. The second the door was open she could feel something was off in the air. She took a few tentative steps into the den and called out, "Oi! Who's about?" a customary way to greet the denizens of the den.
She already had a very strong idea who was about. And she didn't like it.
That was exactly what she realized when she'd opened the door. The second the door was open she could feel something was off in the air. She took a few tentative steps into the den and called out, "Oi! Who's about?" a customary way to greet the denizens of the den.
She already had a very strong idea who was about. And she didn't like it.
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Date: 2019-02-15 04:19 pm (UTC)"Jem gets away wiv a lot anyway. Never brings in his quota."
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Date: 2019-02-16 04:01 pm (UTC)She takes the gin for a long swig.
"D'you want t'talk about it?"
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Date: 2019-02-16 04:13 pm (UTC)"It's like he had somethin' to prove. It didn't matter that it was me, he just... had to prove somethin'."
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Date: 2019-02-17 05:18 am (UTC)"That's more'n half of 'em," Nancy has to admit. Men who fucked like they had something to prove. And yet they never did prove themselves.
At least, not in the way they wanted.
"And he proved himself a right bastard what don't know the meaning of loyalty. Not the sort Fagin'd ever trust." With any luck, maybe Fagin would be furious that Jem'd acted without his permission. That he'd jeopardized so much.
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Date: 2019-02-17 09:27 pm (UTC)"... I didn't think of that."
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Date: 2019-02-20 03:56 am (UTC)The dog would be a comfort, too.
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Date: 2019-02-20 01:59 pm (UTC)"There's a chance."
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Date: 2019-02-20 02:17 pm (UTC)"And if he tries anything again..." Nancy reached under her multitude of skirts, pulling them up about her knees, revealing her stockings and boots. She reached into her boot and pulled out a small knife- closer to a dagger. Wordlessly, she handed it to Jackie. It was hers now. She needed it more than Nancy did.
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Date: 2019-02-20 02:23 pm (UTC)"You sure?"
Wouldn't she need it for work?
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Date: 2019-02-21 12:46 am (UTC)"Rules mean nothin' on the streets, Jack."
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Date: 2019-02-21 01:00 pm (UTC)She's seen how it can be, knows how quickly people can turn on you on the streets. If the knife keeps her safe know that people are going to know... She will get good at it, fast.
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Date: 2019-02-21 01:24 pm (UTC)She takes another drink.
"What can I do t'help?"
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Date: 2019-02-21 02:06 pm (UTC)She needs to know, so she doesn't end up hurting herself.
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Date: 2019-02-21 02:24 pm (UTC)"Keep it in your boot, it's easy enough t'grab that way. And men'll be pleased you can get your leg up that high." She can't help it, but she rolls her eyes. Men were so predictable.
"But round the den, maybe keep it in your sleeve. We can make you something to keep it there."
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Date: 2019-02-21 02:39 pm (UTC)"What would keep it in place?"
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Date: 2019-02-22 01:20 pm (UTC)"With the knife- if you need-- twist it. Twist it and pull upward." She'd seen it happen first-hand. Brutal, but it worked.
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Date: 2019-02-23 03:04 pm (UTC)"Twist an' upward?" She asked, frowning to clarify.
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Date: 2019-02-26 03:48 pm (UTC)"Life ain't fair, is it?"
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