A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! I don't own the flashback, I stole
that from Revolution's story: The Flames of Friendship: which is a MUST
READ!!!
Nikki Rae Kelly - More fics!!! Revolution - More Flames of Friendship soon!!!! Moody - Will do if he ever comes in, you might only be slightly mentioned though. Stress Slick - Hahaha.umm..no. I need her too!! More fic!! AngelicOne Classic Maniac Conlon Fastdancer
"Why did you come to New York, Raider Thompson?" Revolution asked later, putting down her violin and looking at the blonde haired girl lying face up on her bunk.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Raider asked, subtly changing the topic.
Clearwater, Texas
"What are we going to do?" asked Q "Their gonna hang her at sunset"
"No luck talking 'em outta it?" asked Reqiuem.
"Nope" replied Fib.
Sapphire had been in the midst of robbing a jewelry store when she had been hit on the back of the head with a brick.
"I can't believe she made such a dumb mistake" said Countess.
"Ah give 'er a break" said Reqieum "Da guy snuck up on her" Raider Thompson looked over at the girls.
"Excuse me" she said "I've been listenin ta ya conversation, and I believe, me and mah Brudda's can be of some service"
"And why would ya help us?" asked Fib suspiciously.
"Cause, lets just say, I've been in ya shoes before" replied Raider "I'm Raider Thompson"
"Q Andrews"
"Countess Miller"
"Fib Walker"
"Revolution Fredrich."
"Reqiuem Alvarado"
The Next Day.
Sapphire looked out into the angry crowd. "Man, I really screwed up this time." She thought smiling ruefully.
"Does the accused have anything to say?"
"Nah" replied Sapphire "I'm good" The executioner swung his axe and released the trap door. A shot rang out and Sapphire was surprised to fell herself fall through the trap door. A group of young men rode into the small frontier town, shooting their guns and whooping it up.
"Come on Sapphire" said Requiem helping her up "Lets get the hell out of here"
"Sounds good ta me"
The girls ran behind the building where the others were waiting with horses.
"Whose dis?"asked Sapphire pointing at the blond girl with the cowboy hat.
"I'm Raider" said The girl "ya must be Sapphire"
"Yep"
"Well, you girls best be getting outta here" said Raider "and if ya eva come back ta Texas. Look me up"
"Thanks" said Requiem.
The girls rode off on the horses that the Rangers had given them.
"We meant to give ya back your horses, but we just never got around to coming back to Clearwater." Revolution said.
"Its ok. We just stole some more. That's how we got around in Texas. Do you remember meeting Stallion?" She asked.
"A muscular, handsome man who seemed to be in charge?" Revolution asked, sitting down next to her.
"Yeah. That would be him. A couple nights ago, on my sixteenth birthday celebration he put the moves on me and well lets say that I sort of made him mad. I knew I couldn't stay there any longer so I hopped a train and here's where it was headed."
"Ok. It's so weird that you came here and ran into Classic and Stryker who brought you back here." Rev said.
"Yeah. It is. What has been going on with you? I dished the dirt on me, so you have to do the same." Raider said, sitting up.
"Well, all of the girls stayed out West for a while. And then we decided to settle down somewhere, I choose New York. A couple of years later all the others did the same but settled in Queens. I became a Newsie and so did some of the other girls and the rest became factory workers. That's pretty much it." Revolution said, giving her a brief summary of the past couple of years.
"Hey! I can not believe you guys missed Medda's!" Stress said, bursting into the bunkroom, followed closely by Lucky.
"Yeah, some of the Brooklyn boys were over along with all of the Manhattan ones. Even Itey was there Rev." She teased.
"Did he ask about me?" Revolution asked, her emerald eyes gleaming hopefully.
"When does he not ask about you?" Toity commented, taking off her shoes and throwing them onto her bunk.
"He wanted to know where you were." Lucky said, picking up a brush and starting to brush Revolution's fiery red curls. "And you." She turned towards Raider, pointing the brush in her direction. "You should have heard the Brooklyn boys. They all wanted to know about this new girl who held Oscar Delaney at gunpoint." Raider just smiled. "Anyways, Spot has decided for everyone that you're to come to Brooklyn tomorrow afternoon." Lucky continued. "Just a warning, although I say this in a loving manner because he's one of my best friends, he's a bit bossy."
"A bit?" Toity asked, shocked.
"Ok, ok, so he's extremely bossy. Don't let it offend you if he tells you what to do or how to act; that's just the way he is. And as for Hades, Chase and Sullivan, they're Spot's seconds, don't get on their bad side cause they'll make life a living hell for you. I think that's all you need to know for dealing with Brooklyn." Lucky said, as Mrs. Cook came up and told them lights out.
"Don't let it worry you." Classic said.
"Yeah, you'll be fine." Stryker added.
"I'm not worried, its just this whole aristocracy thing was so much simpler in Texas." Raider said to them before falling asleep, warm and cozy in a bed for the first time in what felt like forever.
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"Good morning, sunshine." Shane said in a sing-songy voice opening the plaid curtains in the bunkroom. Raider opened her eyes, groaned and rolled over.
"Don't you people grasp the concept of sleep?" Raider mumbled into her pillow.
"Sleep? What's sleep?" Aki said jokingly.
"We just wake when the papes are ready to be sold, which unfortunately is early in the morning." Stryker said, pulling Raider out of bed.
"Here." Classic said, thrusting some clothes at the tousled blonde girl. "Your clothes wouldn't exactly be New Yoik clothes, so I took the liberty of getting ya some new ones."
"Thanks." Raider said skeptically as she looked at what she caught: a pair of black pants, a dark blue shirt, black suspenders and a black Newsie cap. "This is what you guys wear?" She asked, taking off the clothes she slept in and putting those on.
"Every day." Stress said cheerfully slipping on her white shirt and carefully placing her Newsie hat on top of her light brown curls. "Lucky! Hurry ya ass up!" Stress yelled into the bathroom. "Gawd, what would take that girl so long?" She wondered outloud.
"Sorry!" Lucky said, running out of the bathroom and trying to put on her shoe at the same time.
"My, my. Aren't we looking especially nice today?" Shane said, nudging Toity.
"Would this have anything to do wit a certain Brooklyn Newsie you'se planning on seeing today?" Toity asked, grinning evilly.
"O'coise not. I look like dis everyday." Lucky said smugly. Stress snorted.
"Whatever, Luck." Stress said. "C'mon. We have to go and meet Jack."
"Stress and Lucky are selling partners with Jack and David. You haven't met David yet, unlike da rest of us, he has a family that he goes to each night." Classic explained. "You can sell with me and Stryker today."
"Ok." Raider said as Lucky popped her head back into the room.
"Remember, anyone who wants to go to Brooklyn needs to meet at Tibby's at 11'o'clock." She said before dodging back down the stairs.
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"So, how exactly do I do this?" Raider asked, looking at the papers in her hand.
"Well, the key to being a Newsie is to improve the headlines." Stryker said.
"So, lying. I can lie. Mayor caught up in gambling scandal!" She shouted, holding up a newspaper. Classic took one of her papers and thumbed through the pages.
"Mayor loses in annual poker game?" Classic asked. "You ain't too bad, Raider."
"Not bad at all." Stryker said.
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"What's so great about Brooklyn?" Raider asked Lucky and Stress as they walked over the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Lucky would say Sullivan's there, her little honey bunches of oats." Stress said, dodging Lucky's playful slap.
"For one thing." Lucky said, giggling and stepping in front of Stress. "Spot Conlon, da most feared and respected Newsie in all o'da city is dere. And den dere's Hades, Chase, Sullivan, Gip and a whole bunch of oddahs."
"See what I mean?" Stress said in a stage whisper. "I haven't seen her dis happy in, well in forevah."
"Are we talking bout Sullivan 'gain?" Jack asked, falling back to join the three girls and placing an arm around Stress's and Lucky's shoulders.
"Yes." Lucky said with a sigh.
"I think she's actually serious about this one." Jack said, looking at Raider.
"I've been serious bout guys before!" Lucky protested.
"No, ya haven't." Stress and Jack said.
"There's the docks." Lucky said. "C'mon Raider, we'se gonna beat dem dere."
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"Hey Spot." Lucky called out, looking upwards. Raider followed her line of vision and saw a boy standing on top of some crates.
"Heya Luck, where's da uddahs?" He asked, starting down towards them.
"Dere comin. Ya know dem, just a bunch of slowpokes." She called up. "Dat would be Spot Conlon, leadah of Brooklyn. Whatevah ya do, don't fall foah him. He's one o'da biggest playas this side of the rivah." She whispered.
"And, who's dis?" Spot asked, jumping in front of them.
"Dis would be Raider. She showed up in Manhattan a couple days ago. She says she's from Texas." Lucky said. Spot reached up to touch the cowboy hat on Raider's head.
"She one o'Jacky-boy's goils?"
"I'm not anybody's girl." Raider said, brushing Spot's hand off of her hat.
"She's a fiery one." Lucky explained. "So..Spot, where's Sullivan?" Spot smiled.
"Just inside the warehouse. He, Chase, Hades and a couple oddahs are playin pokah."
"My specialty." Lucky said. "I'll introduce ya to da oddahs." She took Raider's hand and led her to a couple of big warehouses. "Foist tings first. Brooklyn's structure is kinda like an aristocracy. See at da top is Spot, den dere's his seconds. Dose would be Chase, Hades and Sullivan. Ya best be remembering not ta piss any of dem off, cause Spot wouldn't be too happy. Chase is pretty cute, and single too." She said, nudging Raider.
"I ain't really interested in getting involved right now." She responded. Lucky shrugged.
"Suit yourself." Lucky said. "Hades, dear!" She called out, entering a dark room. The table of Newsies looked up. Raider saw a dark girl look up.
"Luck, dat you?" She called. "Damn goil, ya haven't been ta Brooklyn in forevah."
"I know. Everyone comes ta Manhattan cause dey seek me out instead." The girl next to Hades snorted.
"Yeah right."
"Heya Gip, how ya been?" Lucky asked.
"I've been good." She answered, turning her head so that Raider got a good look at her. She had olive colored skin, with dark features and long dark hair.
"Who exactly would come seek you'se out?" A boy asked, turning around and standing up. Raider assumed it was Sullivan by the way that Lucky's face lit up. Raider had to admit that he was pretty cute. She thought he was about Jack's height, only a lot more muscular and he had brown hair, shorter than most of the boys she had seen and green eyes.
"Ya know, the usuals from da Bronx, Harlem and Queens." Lucky said. He nodded.
"Dat's what I tought." He responded.
"Who's dat?" Another boy asked. This one was taller than Sullivan, with the same brown hair but chocolate brown eyes.
"Hello to ya too Chase." Lucky said sarcastically. "Dis is Raider. She showed up in Manhattan a couple o'days ago and Jack thought that he should take 'er to Brooklyn. Raider dis is Chase. Den da one next to him is Sullivan, Hades, Wildcard and Gip." The boy named Wildcard said hello. It was then that Raider realized he had English accent.
"Ya two wanna play?" Chase asked.
"Do ya even have ta ask?" Lucky said, sitting down next to Sullivan. She looked at Raider.
"Sure. Where should I sit?" Raider asked.
"Ya can share wit me, cause there ain't no more seats." Lucky said, scooting over as Raider found herself rather close to Chase.
"So what do ya Brooklyn boys got?" Lucky asked, looking around the table.
"Two of a kind." Hades said, throwing down her cards.
"Nothing." Gip and Chase said.
"Straight." Wildcard, said in his English accent with a cigar hanging out of his mouth.
"Flush." Sullivan said, smiling. "Beat dat."
"Full house." Lucky said, scooping up the money in the middle of the table.
"Why did we ask her to play again?" Hades asked the table. Grumbles were heard as she stood up smiling.
"I'm going to go talk to Spot and Jack, we'se got some business to attend to." She said, standing up.
"What business do you have wit them?" Sullivan asked. "Spot tells us everyting and he didn't say anything bout business wit you."
"What does it matter to you?" She asked him as he walked over to her. He whispered in her and she giggled.
"If Spot asks, me and Sullivan are going on a walk." Lucky said, as Sullivan led her out of the warehouse.
"Those two." Gip said, shaking her head.
"If it gets any worse, they'll need a room." Hades said, looking around the table. She narrowed her eyes when she saw that Chase and Raider were the only ones that hadn't laughed at her little joke. They were talking amongst themselves and he had just laughed at something she had said.
"This isn't going to happen again." Hades thought. "Where did you say you were from?" She asked Raider.
"Texas." She replied, looking up from her conversation with Chase.
"Hmm..I've known a couple people from Texas and they were all whores." She said, giving Raider the once over. "Are you Cowboy's whore?" She asked evilly. "This part of Brooklyn ain't too acceptin of da whores, except for da men. But its da love em and leave em kinda thing here." Raider narrowed her eyes.
"You're such a bitch." She commented. "What did I do to you?"
"Raider, what you have to learn is that I'm the bitch. There's a reason why my name is Hades. And you were just here." Hades said, laughing. Raider pushed out her chair and stormed out of the warehouse.
"Hades, why did ya have to do dat? She didn't do anyting to insult you'se." Chase said, watching Raider then turning back to face his friend.
"Not directly." She thought. Out loud she said, "I just had a feeling about her. And ya know da last goil I had a feeling about." Chase nodded, understanding what she was talking about.
A/N: Hades, I'm gonna need some help with those bitchy parts. Email me! R/R!!
Nikki Rae Kelly - More fics!!! Revolution - More Flames of Friendship soon!!!! Moody - Will do if he ever comes in, you might only be slightly mentioned though. Stress Slick - Hahaha.umm..no. I need her too!! More fic!! AngelicOne Classic Maniac Conlon Fastdancer
"Why did you come to New York, Raider Thompson?" Revolution asked later, putting down her violin and looking at the blonde haired girl lying face up on her bunk.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Raider asked, subtly changing the topic.
Clearwater, Texas
"What are we going to do?" asked Q "Their gonna hang her at sunset"
"No luck talking 'em outta it?" asked Reqiuem.
"Nope" replied Fib.
Sapphire had been in the midst of robbing a jewelry store when she had been hit on the back of the head with a brick.
"I can't believe she made such a dumb mistake" said Countess.
"Ah give 'er a break" said Reqieum "Da guy snuck up on her" Raider Thompson looked over at the girls.
"Excuse me" she said "I've been listenin ta ya conversation, and I believe, me and mah Brudda's can be of some service"
"And why would ya help us?" asked Fib suspiciously.
"Cause, lets just say, I've been in ya shoes before" replied Raider "I'm Raider Thompson"
"Q Andrews"
"Countess Miller"
"Fib Walker"
"Revolution Fredrich."
"Reqiuem Alvarado"
The Next Day.
Sapphire looked out into the angry crowd. "Man, I really screwed up this time." She thought smiling ruefully.
"Does the accused have anything to say?"
"Nah" replied Sapphire "I'm good" The executioner swung his axe and released the trap door. A shot rang out and Sapphire was surprised to fell herself fall through the trap door. A group of young men rode into the small frontier town, shooting their guns and whooping it up.
"Come on Sapphire" said Requiem helping her up "Lets get the hell out of here"
"Sounds good ta me"
The girls ran behind the building where the others were waiting with horses.
"Whose dis?"asked Sapphire pointing at the blond girl with the cowboy hat.
"I'm Raider" said The girl "ya must be Sapphire"
"Yep"
"Well, you girls best be getting outta here" said Raider "and if ya eva come back ta Texas. Look me up"
"Thanks" said Requiem.
The girls rode off on the horses that the Rangers had given them.
"We meant to give ya back your horses, but we just never got around to coming back to Clearwater." Revolution said.
"Its ok. We just stole some more. That's how we got around in Texas. Do you remember meeting Stallion?" She asked.
"A muscular, handsome man who seemed to be in charge?" Revolution asked, sitting down next to her.
"Yeah. That would be him. A couple nights ago, on my sixteenth birthday celebration he put the moves on me and well lets say that I sort of made him mad. I knew I couldn't stay there any longer so I hopped a train and here's where it was headed."
"Ok. It's so weird that you came here and ran into Classic and Stryker who brought you back here." Rev said.
"Yeah. It is. What has been going on with you? I dished the dirt on me, so you have to do the same." Raider said, sitting up.
"Well, all of the girls stayed out West for a while. And then we decided to settle down somewhere, I choose New York. A couple of years later all the others did the same but settled in Queens. I became a Newsie and so did some of the other girls and the rest became factory workers. That's pretty much it." Revolution said, giving her a brief summary of the past couple of years.
"Hey! I can not believe you guys missed Medda's!" Stress said, bursting into the bunkroom, followed closely by Lucky.
"Yeah, some of the Brooklyn boys were over along with all of the Manhattan ones. Even Itey was there Rev." She teased.
"Did he ask about me?" Revolution asked, her emerald eyes gleaming hopefully.
"When does he not ask about you?" Toity commented, taking off her shoes and throwing them onto her bunk.
"He wanted to know where you were." Lucky said, picking up a brush and starting to brush Revolution's fiery red curls. "And you." She turned towards Raider, pointing the brush in her direction. "You should have heard the Brooklyn boys. They all wanted to know about this new girl who held Oscar Delaney at gunpoint." Raider just smiled. "Anyways, Spot has decided for everyone that you're to come to Brooklyn tomorrow afternoon." Lucky continued. "Just a warning, although I say this in a loving manner because he's one of my best friends, he's a bit bossy."
"A bit?" Toity asked, shocked.
"Ok, ok, so he's extremely bossy. Don't let it offend you if he tells you what to do or how to act; that's just the way he is. And as for Hades, Chase and Sullivan, they're Spot's seconds, don't get on their bad side cause they'll make life a living hell for you. I think that's all you need to know for dealing with Brooklyn." Lucky said, as Mrs. Cook came up and told them lights out.
"Don't let it worry you." Classic said.
"Yeah, you'll be fine." Stryker added.
"I'm not worried, its just this whole aristocracy thing was so much simpler in Texas." Raider said to them before falling asleep, warm and cozy in a bed for the first time in what felt like forever.
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"Good morning, sunshine." Shane said in a sing-songy voice opening the plaid curtains in the bunkroom. Raider opened her eyes, groaned and rolled over.
"Don't you people grasp the concept of sleep?" Raider mumbled into her pillow.
"Sleep? What's sleep?" Aki said jokingly.
"We just wake when the papes are ready to be sold, which unfortunately is early in the morning." Stryker said, pulling Raider out of bed.
"Here." Classic said, thrusting some clothes at the tousled blonde girl. "Your clothes wouldn't exactly be New Yoik clothes, so I took the liberty of getting ya some new ones."
"Thanks." Raider said skeptically as she looked at what she caught: a pair of black pants, a dark blue shirt, black suspenders and a black Newsie cap. "This is what you guys wear?" She asked, taking off the clothes she slept in and putting those on.
"Every day." Stress said cheerfully slipping on her white shirt and carefully placing her Newsie hat on top of her light brown curls. "Lucky! Hurry ya ass up!" Stress yelled into the bathroom. "Gawd, what would take that girl so long?" She wondered outloud.
"Sorry!" Lucky said, running out of the bathroom and trying to put on her shoe at the same time.
"My, my. Aren't we looking especially nice today?" Shane said, nudging Toity.
"Would this have anything to do wit a certain Brooklyn Newsie you'se planning on seeing today?" Toity asked, grinning evilly.
"O'coise not. I look like dis everyday." Lucky said smugly. Stress snorted.
"Whatever, Luck." Stress said. "C'mon. We have to go and meet Jack."
"Stress and Lucky are selling partners with Jack and David. You haven't met David yet, unlike da rest of us, he has a family that he goes to each night." Classic explained. "You can sell with me and Stryker today."
"Ok." Raider said as Lucky popped her head back into the room.
"Remember, anyone who wants to go to Brooklyn needs to meet at Tibby's at 11'o'clock." She said before dodging back down the stairs.
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"So, how exactly do I do this?" Raider asked, looking at the papers in her hand.
"Well, the key to being a Newsie is to improve the headlines." Stryker said.
"So, lying. I can lie. Mayor caught up in gambling scandal!" She shouted, holding up a newspaper. Classic took one of her papers and thumbed through the pages.
"Mayor loses in annual poker game?" Classic asked. "You ain't too bad, Raider."
"Not bad at all." Stryker said.
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"What's so great about Brooklyn?" Raider asked Lucky and Stress as they walked over the Brooklyn Bridge.
"Lucky would say Sullivan's there, her little honey bunches of oats." Stress said, dodging Lucky's playful slap.
"For one thing." Lucky said, giggling and stepping in front of Stress. "Spot Conlon, da most feared and respected Newsie in all o'da city is dere. And den dere's Hades, Chase, Sullivan, Gip and a whole bunch of oddahs."
"See what I mean?" Stress said in a stage whisper. "I haven't seen her dis happy in, well in forevah."
"Are we talking bout Sullivan 'gain?" Jack asked, falling back to join the three girls and placing an arm around Stress's and Lucky's shoulders.
"Yes." Lucky said with a sigh.
"I think she's actually serious about this one." Jack said, looking at Raider.
"I've been serious bout guys before!" Lucky protested.
"No, ya haven't." Stress and Jack said.
"There's the docks." Lucky said. "C'mon Raider, we'se gonna beat dem dere."
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"Hey Spot." Lucky called out, looking upwards. Raider followed her line of vision and saw a boy standing on top of some crates.
"Heya Luck, where's da uddahs?" He asked, starting down towards them.
"Dere comin. Ya know dem, just a bunch of slowpokes." She called up. "Dat would be Spot Conlon, leadah of Brooklyn. Whatevah ya do, don't fall foah him. He's one o'da biggest playas this side of the rivah." She whispered.
"And, who's dis?" Spot asked, jumping in front of them.
"Dis would be Raider. She showed up in Manhattan a couple days ago. She says she's from Texas." Lucky said. Spot reached up to touch the cowboy hat on Raider's head.
"She one o'Jacky-boy's goils?"
"I'm not anybody's girl." Raider said, brushing Spot's hand off of her hat.
"She's a fiery one." Lucky explained. "So..Spot, where's Sullivan?" Spot smiled.
"Just inside the warehouse. He, Chase, Hades and a couple oddahs are playin pokah."
"My specialty." Lucky said. "I'll introduce ya to da oddahs." She took Raider's hand and led her to a couple of big warehouses. "Foist tings first. Brooklyn's structure is kinda like an aristocracy. See at da top is Spot, den dere's his seconds. Dose would be Chase, Hades and Sullivan. Ya best be remembering not ta piss any of dem off, cause Spot wouldn't be too happy. Chase is pretty cute, and single too." She said, nudging Raider.
"I ain't really interested in getting involved right now." She responded. Lucky shrugged.
"Suit yourself." Lucky said. "Hades, dear!" She called out, entering a dark room. The table of Newsies looked up. Raider saw a dark girl look up.
"Luck, dat you?" She called. "Damn goil, ya haven't been ta Brooklyn in forevah."
"I know. Everyone comes ta Manhattan cause dey seek me out instead." The girl next to Hades snorted.
"Yeah right."
"Heya Gip, how ya been?" Lucky asked.
"I've been good." She answered, turning her head so that Raider got a good look at her. She had olive colored skin, with dark features and long dark hair.
"Who exactly would come seek you'se out?" A boy asked, turning around and standing up. Raider assumed it was Sullivan by the way that Lucky's face lit up. Raider had to admit that he was pretty cute. She thought he was about Jack's height, only a lot more muscular and he had brown hair, shorter than most of the boys she had seen and green eyes.
"Ya know, the usuals from da Bronx, Harlem and Queens." Lucky said. He nodded.
"Dat's what I tought." He responded.
"Who's dat?" Another boy asked. This one was taller than Sullivan, with the same brown hair but chocolate brown eyes.
"Hello to ya too Chase." Lucky said sarcastically. "Dis is Raider. She showed up in Manhattan a couple o'days ago and Jack thought that he should take 'er to Brooklyn. Raider dis is Chase. Den da one next to him is Sullivan, Hades, Wildcard and Gip." The boy named Wildcard said hello. It was then that Raider realized he had English accent.
"Ya two wanna play?" Chase asked.
"Do ya even have ta ask?" Lucky said, sitting down next to Sullivan. She looked at Raider.
"Sure. Where should I sit?" Raider asked.
"Ya can share wit me, cause there ain't no more seats." Lucky said, scooting over as Raider found herself rather close to Chase.
"So what do ya Brooklyn boys got?" Lucky asked, looking around the table.
"Two of a kind." Hades said, throwing down her cards.
"Nothing." Gip and Chase said.
"Straight." Wildcard, said in his English accent with a cigar hanging out of his mouth.
"Flush." Sullivan said, smiling. "Beat dat."
"Full house." Lucky said, scooping up the money in the middle of the table.
"Why did we ask her to play again?" Hades asked the table. Grumbles were heard as she stood up smiling.
"I'm going to go talk to Spot and Jack, we'se got some business to attend to." She said, standing up.
"What business do you have wit them?" Sullivan asked. "Spot tells us everyting and he didn't say anything bout business wit you."
"What does it matter to you?" She asked him as he walked over to her. He whispered in her and she giggled.
"If Spot asks, me and Sullivan are going on a walk." Lucky said, as Sullivan led her out of the warehouse.
"Those two." Gip said, shaking her head.
"If it gets any worse, they'll need a room." Hades said, looking around the table. She narrowed her eyes when she saw that Chase and Raider were the only ones that hadn't laughed at her little joke. They were talking amongst themselves and he had just laughed at something she had said.
"This isn't going to happen again." Hades thought. "Where did you say you were from?" She asked Raider.
"Texas." She replied, looking up from her conversation with Chase.
"Hmm..I've known a couple people from Texas and they were all whores." She said, giving Raider the once over. "Are you Cowboy's whore?" She asked evilly. "This part of Brooklyn ain't too acceptin of da whores, except for da men. But its da love em and leave em kinda thing here." Raider narrowed her eyes.
"You're such a bitch." She commented. "What did I do to you?"
"Raider, what you have to learn is that I'm the bitch. There's a reason why my name is Hades. And you were just here." Hades said, laughing. Raider pushed out her chair and stormed out of the warehouse.
"Hades, why did ya have to do dat? She didn't do anyting to insult you'se." Chase said, watching Raider then turning back to face his friend.
"Not directly." She thought. Out loud she said, "I just had a feeling about her. And ya know da last goil I had a feeling about." Chase nodded, understanding what she was talking about.
A/N: Hades, I'm gonna need some help with those bitchy parts. Email me! R/R!!