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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 9:04 pm
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Alexis was, as far as anyone could tell (and as far as they cared to be perceived as), just another teenage/street-age hoodlum -- in clothes tailored to fit them a little, which was perhaps better than the authentic ones could say, but. This wasn't Alexis' time. So they could have a little fun, if nothing they did would be remembered.
So, the point was, it wasn't anything unusual if they hung out on the edge of people's vision and listened to the gossip - and as soon as they heard the word 'magic', they leaned closer, moving ahead so that they'd hear more of the conversation without being obvious. Something was up.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 9:53 pm
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Darcie O'Hare Nov 1 1922 Darcie stretched as she exited the house that was so kind as to have given her lodging. In turn she had been cleaning and caring for their dog, but she was fine with that. It was just like home, in a way. Darcie looked around, she had been getting by doing under the table work, but it was difficult. Being female meant she was often not the one chosen for the physical jobs that were so common. She changed her stretch to ease a kink out of her back, then stood up straight, rubbing her sore muscles. She was used to physical work, but it was a little more intense without the wonders of modern technology.
While Darcie was trying to ease the effects hard labor were having on her body, she overheard someone say "magic". It was odd, normally she would not blink at all to overhearing the word, but here, and after all the... events that occurred in the forest, she had her ears out for the word. The couple were whispering secretively, and Darcie felt a bit out of place. Was she to go up to the two and ask them about it? Or should she be a little more discrete? Darcie ended up standing in place, scratching at the rough hat she had to wear to hide her fashionable hairstyle.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2016 9:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2016 5:29 am
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Preacher had strolled into the square after being chased off of one of the other streets. She'd gotten a visit from the cops after an unhappy customer had complained she was scamming him. And she hadn't been, mostly. It was just cup and ball and his eyes had been too damn slow and maybe the ball had been slipped up her sleeve before she lifted the cup. When the cops visited, she played it straight and got a warning to pack up and go back to her parents. Parents, hah!
All in all, she was making an okay profit, though she couldn't cheat and win every time or people got suspicious. She looked around, wondering if this was too fancy for her. Preacher had a sturdy box (it folded up if she was careful), her balls, and her cups, and a large sign that said "You'll Believe It's Magic!". She saw the couple, heard the words, and that was interesting, wasn't it? She made sure he hair was secured under her hat. It was easier to pass off as a younger boy than she'd thought - it was probably her ********' height.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained. With a spring in her step, she jogged up to the couple. "Heard ya like magic. Tell ya fortune for a nickel a piece. If I get it wrong, y'can tell me right n' it won't cost ya!"
medigel lol i dont know what money in the 1920 was like. /inflation
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2016 11:43 am
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"Really?" The word, spoken just tinge louder than it ought to have, hung heavy in the air as molasses, and just as sweet. She tapped her chin with her free hand, considering, and lowered her voice once more to match his. "We could stop back at the joint, have a glass. I haven't heard something as juicy since..."
She didn't finish the thought. A real rag-a-muffin approached them with an offer that made the redhead titter a glittering sort of laugh, a silvery bless your heart that might have sounded almost kind had her nose not wrinkled at the sight. "Tell it t'Sweeney, kid," she told him dismissively. "We're busy."
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2016 3:19 pm
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Veronica was on break. She was sitting outside, taking a few minutes for herself and munching on a snack, when the conversation between a loud-- couple? Called her attention. She glanced toward them, feeling nervous she was hearing something so obvious. Information didn't just fall on someone's lap like that. At least, in her experience, it took a little more. She'd recognized Alexis and Darcie from afar, but decided not to approach, merely continuing to eat her snack in silence, head slightly bowed as the two passed by her. She'd recognized the darker skinned teen who'd approached the couple as one of their group, feeling a little bad for the kid as they were so easily brushed off by the two. Maybe they just needed to stick around some.
Veronica continued to chew.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2016 4:13 pm
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Preacher grinned, nonplussed. "Streets is free, sir. But well, iffin you're ever in need a magic in ya life, I'll be 'round." Winking at the woman, she pulled at the brim of her cap and moved along, Once turned around her grin failed. Hmm, didn't work. She hadn't really expected it to, but it had been worth a try. She thought, too, that she spied familiar faces in the crowd, but if she drew near them, she might bring attention. Maybe in a bit, she mused. Still, she scrunched her nose up at Alexis after they waved, the smile returning a bit.
If she couldn't hear more of the couple's conversation, she'd go bother them. Preacher needed to figure out where everyone was staying so they had a network.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2016 12:43 pm
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