Chapter 5
The Art of Survival
Elizabeth started towards Tilley's at around 12:15. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a not-so-calm Raven walking in her general direction. She attempted to dismiss it by speeding up her pace to get there faster, but Raven took long strides and caught her. She grabbed her arm and spun her around.
"Look 'Liz, I ain't in the mood ta deal wit' this nicely." She noted Elizabeth's look of utter confusion. "Jackal's still locked up, and no one's 'llowed to pay bail for her 'cause Conlon's got a stick up his ass."
"Ah."
"Anyway, there ain't nevah gonna be a repeat of last night evah again. If eitha me or Jackal finds you doin' it again, you're gonna lose ya job." Elizabeth took a deep breath.
"Jackal don't have a job."
"She's lead dancer in Meddas."
"I repeat, Jackal don't have a job." The words sunk in slowly, but the words were worded as such that she would have to be an idiot not to comprehend.
"Medda fired her? Fa that?" Elizabeth nodded.
"Jackal ain't even allowed in anymoah." Raven's eyes widened as she swore under her breath.
"That ain't the problem right now. If she's gone, I'm in charge. With me in charge, you ain't even gonna get sympathy. I charge Jackey-boy, you charge Blink. I ain't gonna be lenient on ya. We undahstand each other?" Raven said, an even tone in her voice.
"Yeah yeah." Elizabeth turned to leave, but Raven touched her shoulder.
"I know how hard it is 'Lizabeth. I really do." she said softly, before turning and heading towards Brooklyn. Elizabeth shook her head and dug her hands into her pockets as she walked. 'You have no idea.'
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She entered Tilley's and Mayfly waved her down. She smiled and scooted into the booth.
"So, what's this ya tellin' me about our pastry Pie and Oracle?" Mayfly said, pushing up her glasses a little bit.
"Well..." Mayfly's look begged her to be blunt. "Aw fine. Pie's got the hots fa Oracle." She'd apparently expected some change in Mayfly's look.
"I'm sorry, was that it?" she said, half grinning. "Everyone knows that."
"Well, it ain't just the hots... I think... that our Pie Eatah's in love with her." Finally, a little reaction.
"No really, what are we hea foah?"
"I think Pie Eatah's in love with Oracle, with Keegan Donovan."
"Whaddaya want me ta do about it?" Elizabeth got a g leam in her eye, a very special gleam. One of those 'I'm plotting something' looks that everyone gets now and then. "Spit it out if ya got a plan."
"I think I'm gonna get Pie ta write 'er a lettah, and you, ol' buddy ol' pal, are gonna give it to her." Mayfly looked at her suspiciously.
"An' that's it? No moah, no questions that'll need ta be answered? Nothin else, no hidden anythin'?" Elizabeth gave a small laugh.
"No, except that you can't tell her who it's from." Mayfly shrugged.
"Doesn't sound like a big deal to me."
"That's because it's not."
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Racetrack, Swifty, Em, Mayfly, and Shooter went into Manhattan Lodging house laughing. Em and Shooter went to Oracle's room and knockced.
"Oh ORACLE!!!!!!!!!! Wake UPPPPPPPP!!!" Shooter called, opening the door a little bit. "We gotcha a pape', just like ya said ya wanted. It's got a column from that Jazylnn girl ya like so much." With the last part, her eyes finally opened but only enough to barely see the girls in her dorway. She reached out half asleep.
"Gimmee." she said groggily. Shooter grinned and walked towards her, but kept it always just out of Oracle's reach. Em grabbed it and tossed it on her bed.
"But ya better get up soon, Raven said you two are going to Brooky and Harlem later... Something about her sister catching an amateur or somethin..." Oracle let out a noise of protest and flopped back on her stomach.
"Gooooo Awaaaaaaaaaaay."
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Pie walked into the bunkroom with a girl who looked vaguely familiar to Mayfly.
"I know you..." She said. The girl stopped, looking a tad confused. "You're Jazlynn from the Sun ain'tcha?" She smiled and gave a small bow.
"But of course. I just came here with Pie to meet a supposed 'fan'." Her bell-like laughter filled the room. Jack looked up, saw her, and grabbed his hat. He shoved past Dutchy, Specs, and Flare, who were just coming up the stairs. Eyes watched him leave.
"He's nevah flown the coop that fast. Wonder who died?" Race said, meaning it to be rhetorical. Jazlynn laughed.
"Don'tcha remembah me Racetrack?" His look said he didn't. "I dated Jack way back when."
"Headline?" She nodded.
"Damn, you meant what ya said didn't ya? Ya did go out an' make somethin' of yerself." She shrugged. Oracle came out, a walking corpse. She saw Jazlynn and cocked an eyebrow.
"New goil Pie?" He shook his head blushing. Jazlynn approached her and held out a hand.
"I'm Jazlynn Smith."
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A girl of 10 sat fascinated by the interview that her twin brother Keelan, who was known to others as Snoddy, was reading to her. A 'Jazlynn' had been taken in by the New York Sun as a Headline writer, but she'd been offered the opportunity to do an interview on kids of the street. At that point in time, the newsies and the sweatshop kids weren't even known to most of the upper class people of new york. They were just, other people on the street; not orphans trying to survive. Or most of them anyway.
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"Jazlynn? The girl that wrote that article on us street bums?" Jazlynn smiled as Oracle took her hand.
"The one and only. After that article, I was put back to headline writing though. They didn't really want the truth to shine out." she said with a sad laugh. Oracle went into her room and came out with an old piece of newspaper.
"I held onta this, even though I still can't read it." she said. Jazlynn laughed. "So whatcha doin in these parts? Anuddah story?" she said, a little hope in her eyes. Jazlynn shook her head.
"Na. Actually," she put an arm around Pie's shoulders. "Pie Eatah knew you were a fan, so he brought me to meet ya."
"Awesome!" Oracle said. She gave Pie a tight hug. "Wanna go down ta Tilley's?" Jazlynn agreed and waited for Oracle to put the article back, then raced her down the stairs. Snoddy walked up to Pie.
"Finally makin' a move?" he said grinning. Pie blushed again.
"I... just thought she'd... like to meet Jaz." he finished poorly. Snoddy laughed and put on his hat. There was rarely a time that he didn't follow Oracle, just to keep an eye on her. He clapped a hand on Pie's shoulder.
"You're a good guy Pie, but you gotta admit things to yerself b'fore you try to do something about them."
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Spot was in his room in the back of the Brooklyn Lodging House with Sweetstuff, Raven, and Jack. He sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard. Sweetstuff was on the inside of the bed, laying down, her head on two pillows, as Spot had graciously given it to her.
"Spot what are you doin?" Raven said, her eyes frantically searching his for an answer. "Ya can't just take in one of her whores and expect her not to get killed for it." Spot looked at her evenly, not moving.
"Jackal ain't gonna kill her." Raven let out a cynical laugh.
"Sure she won't." Jack said sarcastically from a chair in the corner. Spot switched his gaze to fix on him. He stood. "Look Spot, Jackal's a tad... possessive. Ya knew that, and ya hug some otha goil right in front of 'er?"
"One, she hugged me. Two, I've hugged otha goils b'fore. I hug Raven, she doesn't get pissy." Raven's eyebrows raised and she looked away, failing to hide the laughter. "What?"
"You don't see her face when you're doing it. She watches your every fuckin' move Spot." Spot's face turned cold.
"She doesn't even fuckin' trust me with you does she?" Raven looked away again, this time a little ashamed, like a kid being caught stealing. "I ain't puttin' up with that. If she can't fuckin' trust me, then I won't date her. I ain't nevah given her reason ta think I'd evah cheat on 'er. I'm not some crazy drunk womanizah."
"You ain't sayin ya gonna leave 'er are ya?" Raven said, her jaw nearly touching the ground.
"That's exactly what I'm sayin. Jack, will ya take her inta 'hattan?"
"So what are ya gonna do? Ya gonna fuck her next?" she said, motioning towards Sweetstuff. "Ya gonna hurt Jackal at any fuckin' cost?" Spot stood up, his hands balled into fists.
"Raven!" he yelled. "Back off! I don't tell ya how ta live your life, you butt the hell outta mine. She fuckin' doesn't trust me. That's enough reason to kick her out." he turned to Jack. "Will you take her or not?"
Jack shrugged. "I would if I could, but I ain't got any more room. We got too many new ones."
"I'll talk ta Ace 'r Gambler then... See if they've got room."
"Spot, please..." Raven said softly. He sighed.
"Please what?" He got no answer, and he watched her grab Jack's hand and lead her from the room.
"Tab!" The Italian boy popped his head into the room. "Watch her. I'm goin' out." He said, grabbing his cane and slingshot.
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Crow rolled her eyes at Mouth's persistent pleas to be let go. Her eyes watched Sapphire head towards the door. She turned on her heel.
"Sapphire, since you're not feeling well, you're staying here and watching that." She said, nodding towards Mouth, who was sitting on a rundown couch with her hands tied. Sapphire's jaw dropped.
"But I got plans-"
"If you ain't got plans to do ya job, then ya ain't got no plans at all. Did your plans involve goin' an' doin' what the gems are known foah?" Sapphire looked away. "No? Then ya stayin' hea with that." She walked up to Sapphire, dropped the flat key in her hand, then headed for the door. "I'm goin' to negotiate her return to Harlem anyway, it won't take too long."
"Crow?" Crow turned. Sapphire took the money she'd stolen from Race and put it bitterly in Crow's hand. Crow nodded and pocketed it.
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Late that night, Diver sat next to Jackal quietly, hugging her.
"It'll be aright, you'll see. Spot didn't bail me out neitha, and I'm one of his own boys." A single tear fell down her cheek. It looked out of place against the hatred that was expressed there. His eyes widened. "You can't cry!" She looked over at him, then collapsed into her pillow in sobs.
Jackal didn't cry. Jackal never cried. 'Shit.' thought Diver. His head snapped to the window when he heard the familiar bird call. He ran to it and threw it open, then glanced back at Jackal, who'd stopped and was watching him. He whistled it out, then got a quick 'shhhhhh'. He grinned as he watched Jack be slowly lowered down to him, a screwdriver in his hand.
"Jesus Kelly lose some fuckin' weight." Mush muttered as he, Raven, and Oracle held the rope.
"Divah, get me Jackal." he said quietly, swinging to the side in case the new warden came through the door.
"I'm already heah' moron." she said shortly. He grinned sheepishly and began to unscrew the bars, handing them to Diver one at a time. He had only undone two when Jackal squeezed through them. "Lemme guess, I'm trusting you not to drop me?"
"Just c'mon already." She wrapped her arms around his neck and he held onto her tightly as they rose. Oracle let go of the rope to grab Jackal's hand and pull her over. Raven let go too, and Mush lowered him again, this time to put the bars back in place.
"Get Diver out." Jackal said firmly.
"Spot'd kill us." Mush said without lookin back.
"I don't care. Do it." She growled. She could hear Jack mentally weighing facing her now or Spot later. She heard him call Ten Pin, who'd been yet again put back in there. She looked over the edge to see Diver looking up at her gratefully. She grabbed his hands and pulled him up. He hugged her fiercely and Jack fixed the bars, then they made a break for the gate. There, they met up with Elizabeth and stopped for a breath. "Did Spot okay getting me out?" No one answered her, so she had her answer.
Only when they were back in the 'hattan Lodging house did someone answer her.
"The egotistical bastard left you Jackal." Raven said, before walking into the bathroom. "I'm takin' a shower." Jackal just blinked. Oracle bit her lip.
"He's just a dumb guy right?" she said. "You knew he was temporary... you said so yourself."
"What the hell Oracle? I said hoping it was WRONG." she said before going into the extra bedroom in the back that was normally Oracle and Ravens'. Oracle swore as she heard the lock click.
"Fuckin' wonderful." She sat down on one of the extra bunks that Jack had lied to Spot about not having. Diver, Mush, and Jack just sighed. Jackal opened the door and stuck her head out..
"By the way, thanks guys." she muttered, then closed and locked the door again.
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A/N: Yeah, this is it. Sorry Sapphy, you're in trouble with Crow lol. The rest of you, there'll be an update sometime hopefully soon. I'll be home in a week or so, so don't worry, there'll be plenty updates when I get home... Hopefully.... But this is it for now. And did you ever notice that you get the amount of reviews you ask for? I asked for five, and I got five exactly. So, I'm going to ask for six mwuahahahahahaha as a scientific experiment. If I get six, I promise an updates on it's way soon. And repetitive people ones don't count :P
Love to all, Review!!!!!
Jackal
The Art of Survival
Elizabeth started towards Tilley's at around 12:15. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a not-so-calm Raven walking in her general direction. She attempted to dismiss it by speeding up her pace to get there faster, but Raven took long strides and caught her. She grabbed her arm and spun her around.
"Look 'Liz, I ain't in the mood ta deal wit' this nicely." She noted Elizabeth's look of utter confusion. "Jackal's still locked up, and no one's 'llowed to pay bail for her 'cause Conlon's got a stick up his ass."
"Ah."
"Anyway, there ain't nevah gonna be a repeat of last night evah again. If eitha me or Jackal finds you doin' it again, you're gonna lose ya job." Elizabeth took a deep breath.
"Jackal don't have a job."
"She's lead dancer in Meddas."
"I repeat, Jackal don't have a job." The words sunk in slowly, but the words were worded as such that she would have to be an idiot not to comprehend.
"Medda fired her? Fa that?" Elizabeth nodded.
"Jackal ain't even allowed in anymoah." Raven's eyes widened as she swore under her breath.
"That ain't the problem right now. If she's gone, I'm in charge. With me in charge, you ain't even gonna get sympathy. I charge Jackey-boy, you charge Blink. I ain't gonna be lenient on ya. We undahstand each other?" Raven said, an even tone in her voice.
"Yeah yeah." Elizabeth turned to leave, but Raven touched her shoulder.
"I know how hard it is 'Lizabeth. I really do." she said softly, before turning and heading towards Brooklyn. Elizabeth shook her head and dug her hands into her pockets as she walked. 'You have no idea.'
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She entered Tilley's and Mayfly waved her down. She smiled and scooted into the booth.
"So, what's this ya tellin' me about our pastry Pie and Oracle?" Mayfly said, pushing up her glasses a little bit.
"Well..." Mayfly's look begged her to be blunt. "Aw fine. Pie's got the hots fa Oracle." She'd apparently expected some change in Mayfly's look.
"I'm sorry, was that it?" she said, half grinning. "Everyone knows that."
"Well, it ain't just the hots... I think... that our Pie Eatah's in love with her." Finally, a little reaction.
"No really, what are we hea foah?"
"I think Pie Eatah's in love with Oracle, with Keegan Donovan."
"Whaddaya want me ta do about it?" Elizabeth got a g leam in her eye, a very special gleam. One of those 'I'm plotting something' looks that everyone gets now and then. "Spit it out if ya got a plan."
"I think I'm gonna get Pie ta write 'er a lettah, and you, ol' buddy ol' pal, are gonna give it to her." Mayfly looked at her suspiciously.
"An' that's it? No moah, no questions that'll need ta be answered? Nothin else, no hidden anythin'?" Elizabeth gave a small laugh.
"No, except that you can't tell her who it's from." Mayfly shrugged.
"Doesn't sound like a big deal to me."
"That's because it's not."
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Racetrack, Swifty, Em, Mayfly, and Shooter went into Manhattan Lodging house laughing. Em and Shooter went to Oracle's room and knockced.
"Oh ORACLE!!!!!!!!!! Wake UPPPPPPPP!!!" Shooter called, opening the door a little bit. "We gotcha a pape', just like ya said ya wanted. It's got a column from that Jazylnn girl ya like so much." With the last part, her eyes finally opened but only enough to barely see the girls in her dorway. She reached out half asleep.
"Gimmee." she said groggily. Shooter grinned and walked towards her, but kept it always just out of Oracle's reach. Em grabbed it and tossed it on her bed.
"But ya better get up soon, Raven said you two are going to Brooky and Harlem later... Something about her sister catching an amateur or somethin..." Oracle let out a noise of protest and flopped back on her stomach.
"Gooooo Awaaaaaaaaaaay."
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Pie walked into the bunkroom with a girl who looked vaguely familiar to Mayfly.
"I know you..." She said. The girl stopped, looking a tad confused. "You're Jazlynn from the Sun ain'tcha?" She smiled and gave a small bow.
"But of course. I just came here with Pie to meet a supposed 'fan'." Her bell-like laughter filled the room. Jack looked up, saw her, and grabbed his hat. He shoved past Dutchy, Specs, and Flare, who were just coming up the stairs. Eyes watched him leave.
"He's nevah flown the coop that fast. Wonder who died?" Race said, meaning it to be rhetorical. Jazlynn laughed.
"Don'tcha remembah me Racetrack?" His look said he didn't. "I dated Jack way back when."
"Headline?" She nodded.
"Damn, you meant what ya said didn't ya? Ya did go out an' make somethin' of yerself." She shrugged. Oracle came out, a walking corpse. She saw Jazlynn and cocked an eyebrow.
"New goil Pie?" He shook his head blushing. Jazlynn approached her and held out a hand.
"I'm Jazlynn Smith."
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A girl of 10 sat fascinated by the interview that her twin brother Keelan, who was known to others as Snoddy, was reading to her. A 'Jazlynn' had been taken in by the New York Sun as a Headline writer, but she'd been offered the opportunity to do an interview on kids of the street. At that point in time, the newsies and the sweatshop kids weren't even known to most of the upper class people of new york. They were just, other people on the street; not orphans trying to survive. Or most of them anyway.
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"Jazlynn? The girl that wrote that article on us street bums?" Jazlynn smiled as Oracle took her hand.
"The one and only. After that article, I was put back to headline writing though. They didn't really want the truth to shine out." she said with a sad laugh. Oracle went into her room and came out with an old piece of newspaper.
"I held onta this, even though I still can't read it." she said. Jazlynn laughed. "So whatcha doin in these parts? Anuddah story?" she said, a little hope in her eyes. Jazlynn shook her head.
"Na. Actually," she put an arm around Pie's shoulders. "Pie Eatah knew you were a fan, so he brought me to meet ya."
"Awesome!" Oracle said. She gave Pie a tight hug. "Wanna go down ta Tilley's?" Jazlynn agreed and waited for Oracle to put the article back, then raced her down the stairs. Snoddy walked up to Pie.
"Finally makin' a move?" he said grinning. Pie blushed again.
"I... just thought she'd... like to meet Jaz." he finished poorly. Snoddy laughed and put on his hat. There was rarely a time that he didn't follow Oracle, just to keep an eye on her. He clapped a hand on Pie's shoulder.
"You're a good guy Pie, but you gotta admit things to yerself b'fore you try to do something about them."
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Spot was in his room in the back of the Brooklyn Lodging House with Sweetstuff, Raven, and Jack. He sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard. Sweetstuff was on the inside of the bed, laying down, her head on two pillows, as Spot had graciously given it to her.
"Spot what are you doin?" Raven said, her eyes frantically searching his for an answer. "Ya can't just take in one of her whores and expect her not to get killed for it." Spot looked at her evenly, not moving.
"Jackal ain't gonna kill her." Raven let out a cynical laugh.
"Sure she won't." Jack said sarcastically from a chair in the corner. Spot switched his gaze to fix on him. He stood. "Look Spot, Jackal's a tad... possessive. Ya knew that, and ya hug some otha goil right in front of 'er?"
"One, she hugged me. Two, I've hugged otha goils b'fore. I hug Raven, she doesn't get pissy." Raven's eyebrows raised and she looked away, failing to hide the laughter. "What?"
"You don't see her face when you're doing it. She watches your every fuckin' move Spot." Spot's face turned cold.
"She doesn't even fuckin' trust me with you does she?" Raven looked away again, this time a little ashamed, like a kid being caught stealing. "I ain't puttin' up with that. If she can't fuckin' trust me, then I won't date her. I ain't nevah given her reason ta think I'd evah cheat on 'er. I'm not some crazy drunk womanizah."
"You ain't sayin ya gonna leave 'er are ya?" Raven said, her jaw nearly touching the ground.
"That's exactly what I'm sayin. Jack, will ya take her inta 'hattan?"
"So what are ya gonna do? Ya gonna fuck her next?" she said, motioning towards Sweetstuff. "Ya gonna hurt Jackal at any fuckin' cost?" Spot stood up, his hands balled into fists.
"Raven!" he yelled. "Back off! I don't tell ya how ta live your life, you butt the hell outta mine. She fuckin' doesn't trust me. That's enough reason to kick her out." he turned to Jack. "Will you take her or not?"
Jack shrugged. "I would if I could, but I ain't got any more room. We got too many new ones."
"I'll talk ta Ace 'r Gambler then... See if they've got room."
"Spot, please..." Raven said softly. He sighed.
"Please what?" He got no answer, and he watched her grab Jack's hand and lead her from the room.
"Tab!" The Italian boy popped his head into the room. "Watch her. I'm goin' out." He said, grabbing his cane and slingshot.
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Crow rolled her eyes at Mouth's persistent pleas to be let go. Her eyes watched Sapphire head towards the door. She turned on her heel.
"Sapphire, since you're not feeling well, you're staying here and watching that." She said, nodding towards Mouth, who was sitting on a rundown couch with her hands tied. Sapphire's jaw dropped.
"But I got plans-"
"If you ain't got plans to do ya job, then ya ain't got no plans at all. Did your plans involve goin' an' doin' what the gems are known foah?" Sapphire looked away. "No? Then ya stayin' hea with that." She walked up to Sapphire, dropped the flat key in her hand, then headed for the door. "I'm goin' to negotiate her return to Harlem anyway, it won't take too long."
"Crow?" Crow turned. Sapphire took the money she'd stolen from Race and put it bitterly in Crow's hand. Crow nodded and pocketed it.
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Late that night, Diver sat next to Jackal quietly, hugging her.
"It'll be aright, you'll see. Spot didn't bail me out neitha, and I'm one of his own boys." A single tear fell down her cheek. It looked out of place against the hatred that was expressed there. His eyes widened. "You can't cry!" She looked over at him, then collapsed into her pillow in sobs.
Jackal didn't cry. Jackal never cried. 'Shit.' thought Diver. His head snapped to the window when he heard the familiar bird call. He ran to it and threw it open, then glanced back at Jackal, who'd stopped and was watching him. He whistled it out, then got a quick 'shhhhhh'. He grinned as he watched Jack be slowly lowered down to him, a screwdriver in his hand.
"Jesus Kelly lose some fuckin' weight." Mush muttered as he, Raven, and Oracle held the rope.
"Divah, get me Jackal." he said quietly, swinging to the side in case the new warden came through the door.
"I'm already heah' moron." she said shortly. He grinned sheepishly and began to unscrew the bars, handing them to Diver one at a time. He had only undone two when Jackal squeezed through them. "Lemme guess, I'm trusting you not to drop me?"
"Just c'mon already." She wrapped her arms around his neck and he held onto her tightly as they rose. Oracle let go of the rope to grab Jackal's hand and pull her over. Raven let go too, and Mush lowered him again, this time to put the bars back in place.
"Get Diver out." Jackal said firmly.
"Spot'd kill us." Mush said without lookin back.
"I don't care. Do it." She growled. She could hear Jack mentally weighing facing her now or Spot later. She heard him call Ten Pin, who'd been yet again put back in there. She looked over the edge to see Diver looking up at her gratefully. She grabbed his hands and pulled him up. He hugged her fiercely and Jack fixed the bars, then they made a break for the gate. There, they met up with Elizabeth and stopped for a breath. "Did Spot okay getting me out?" No one answered her, so she had her answer.
Only when they were back in the 'hattan Lodging house did someone answer her.
"The egotistical bastard left you Jackal." Raven said, before walking into the bathroom. "I'm takin' a shower." Jackal just blinked. Oracle bit her lip.
"He's just a dumb guy right?" she said. "You knew he was temporary... you said so yourself."
"What the hell Oracle? I said hoping it was WRONG." she said before going into the extra bedroom in the back that was normally Oracle and Ravens'. Oracle swore as she heard the lock click.
"Fuckin' wonderful." She sat down on one of the extra bunks that Jack had lied to Spot about not having. Diver, Mush, and Jack just sighed. Jackal opened the door and stuck her head out..
"By the way, thanks guys." she muttered, then closed and locked the door again.
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A/N: Yeah, this is it. Sorry Sapphy, you're in trouble with Crow lol. The rest of you, there'll be an update sometime hopefully soon. I'll be home in a week or so, so don't worry, there'll be plenty updates when I get home... Hopefully.... But this is it for now. And did you ever notice that you get the amount of reviews you ask for? I asked for five, and I got five exactly. So, I'm going to ask for six mwuahahahahahaha as a scientific experiment. If I get six, I promise an updates on it's way soon. And repetitive people ones don't count :P
Love to all, Review!!!!!
Jackal