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[bg=dddddd][atrb=width, 537, bTable][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px; color: #b2cf6d;text-align: right;]SO SWEET ON[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify;padding: 10px;font-size: 10px;]that was the problem with dealing in illegal things like drugs and arms, she supposed. there wasn't much you could do in your off hours; anything remarkably entertaining and you were drawing attention to yourself. but what were you supposed to do when all you felt like doing was something remarkable? sometimes, leo had to damn her need for cash. it was a sad fate, really. she was sure someone who had known their parents would have scolded her - your mother and father raised you for so much better, why can't you just be better? but she couldn't hardly be bothered with them. sure, their parents had raised them better. but they'd also gone and gotten themselves offed so young, leaving her to take care of little alonzo all by herself. how old had they been then? eight? something like that. and anyway, there wasn't another way that a mutant could run a successful business unless it dealt in something illegal. if leo had a choice, she might have selected much more demure - pot holders, for example, or perhaps calendars with cute animals on them. but what kind of refugee or rebel wanted to be a flipping calendar? no-kind, that's who, and when you knew you had only yourself and your twin to rely on for cash, you went to whatever lengths you needed to. but sometimes she got days off, and sometimes she would spend these days off in the bar. not that she didn't love alonzo - she did, gosh she did! - but it was nice to be able to go and spend some of her own cash on some booze. what could she say? it was a hard life she led, and if she could ease it a little with some alcohol and pretty people, it wouldn't have been much of a problem. a regular-enough patron in the bar, she was greeted by a wave from the bartender and a nod from some swill in the corner. harrumphing a little, the redhead made her way to the bar and sat down, putting down a crumpled bill. "something rough, amigo," she said, leaning on the counter. "it's been a long week." [/style]

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Though, Alonzo couldn't help but wonder if his errands could really be considered 'grocery shopping'. More or less, he only went and received his and his sister's food rations before returning to the pitiful excuse of a home. That among other things like purchasing the drugs for cheap and the weaponry that the family business was based upon were also among the supposed groceries that he purchased earlier that evening. Illegal drugs and weaponry for that matter. The younger twin grimaced at the thought. It had hardly been the top of their occupation list. Sometimes, he had debated taking up a job. Some job, any job. Anywhere. Something. Something that wasn't involved in something so dirty. Sucio, he thought. Dirty. They were dirty. But he spoke no words in opposition to this occupation then. And he spoke no words in opposition now. It was easier to accept things and move on, he thought. There was no room for hesitation in this place. And he didn't dare do so now. But that was far from the point. Alonzo, no. Allie, he reminded himself, kept his hands in his pockets as he walked down to the Southern Harlow District. His eyes remained on the ground, fearful that if he looked up; he would face trouble. He didn't dare speak either, only half heartedly mumbling apologies to the people that he bumped into. "Lo siento. Perdón." He repeated these words like a mantra every time someone bumped into his shoulder. Was it his fault? No. Of course not. But it was habit. And habits were hard to break. He had a faint idea of where Leo had gone off to. She would sometimes come home, smelling faintly of alcohol. It was a strong kind of scent, he noted. One that he wasn't all too particularly fond of. It sometimes made him nervous. And it was for that fear that the boy hesitated, meandering outside of the door to the Pryce's Chalice. It terrified him. The activities that occurred in there, he thought, were hardly compliant with laws. But who was he to think about such things? The redhead wandered into the waves of people, letting out sharp squeaks of fear as bodies hit him on every side. It was hardly late at all, yet the people failed to stop. He didn't want to imagine the kind of activity that occurred at midnight. "Lo siento, lo siento, lo siento!" He said quickly, the foreign language coming to his tongue faster than the words were in English. All the words were jumbled in his head as he finally managed to get free of the hordes of others. Allie panted, clutching his hand to his chest as he tried to stall out his quickly beating heart. Large crowds made him nervous. They always had. He rested his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. He knew he could have just as easily used his powers to weave through the crowd. Though, he hardly thought he could constitute turning into mist as a common occurrence. It was easier to get into the city through the Southern District, he knew. But it still wasn't exactly among the smartest of moves to go about showing off. He straightened up, glancing around at the bar. His eyes were met with a few other strange gazes before he caught sight of Leonora. He walked over to her, quiet. It was always awkward going and fetching his sister. She was no child, he knew. And he was no parent. But even so, on these nights; he often found himself coming to the same place to bring her home. But it seemed as though he had caught her out earlier than usual. She hardly smelled of alcohol if at all. His lips parted, mouthing a soft hello to the bartender who both acknowledged his sister as well as Alonzo. The man turned again, mixing the drink requested quietly. "Hermana," He said next. "When are you going to come home...? I know it isn't late yet but I just want to know when to come get you." Pause. "Also, what do you want for la cena for when you get home?" [/style]MADE BY KIWII OF BTN & OTE

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[bg=dddddd][atrb=width, 537, bTable][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=vAlign,top][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 50px; color: #b2cf6d;text-align: right;]SO SWEET ON[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify;padding: 10px;font-size: 10px;]she wondered, sometimes, if it was genetic to have bad luck. while the two of them - she and alonzo, she meant - were doing fairly well for a couple of orphaned mutants who had little to nothing to work with, she still felt like the fates or whatever could have looked upon she and her brother a little more fondly. they were, after all, decent people; though they dealt in shady business, at the core they were really only looking out for one another. wasn't that a respectable enough goal to have a little bit of luck every now and then? but she shouldn't be ungrateful. the fact that they had any business at all alone was lucky; though the business was a hard one, they were prospering. they might even be the best arms and drug business out there! this made leon a little bit proud, if not because they had built it from absolutely nothing. the time that she and alonzo had spent meticulously collecting their wares, saving up money, purchasing from suppliers, and then charging outrageous prices for their own merchandise had been well-worth-it, in the long run. she only hoped that it could grow a little more, so that at least her brother could get into something a lot more respectable. knitting, perhaps. he could make potholders and sell those. but she was degrading him. sighing mentally, she chastised herself. alonzo was just as much a part of this as she was, even if she liked to shoulder the burdens all by herself. she was strong. she was protecting allie. that was all there was to it - the strong, cold truth was that she would always do this until the day she died. youthfully, she grinned at her brother. "just a minute, then," she agreed, though leo knew that it would probably be much longer than just a minute. it always was. at her brother's inquiry, however, she shrugged it off. "haven't people always given me trouble?" she quipped, giving another smile, bright as a burning star. "i'm a girl in a man's job. people don't want to pay the money that we ask for our special wares. people are always a hassle." she took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "i wouldn't worry, mi dulce hermano. you are far too pretty to worry about something as trivial as negative people." the bartender placed her drink in front of her, and she thanked him with a wave of her hand. lifting the glass, she took a drink; the liquid burned just enough to wash away some of the tiredness, even if for a moment. she gave a heavy sigh. "sometimes, i think about getting out of the business," leo said, looking infinitely exhausted for a moment. "sometimes i think it would be better. but then i say, 'no, estás siendo estúpido, leo', because i know that i wouldn't have nearly enough money to put you somewhere you'd be safe and happy." [/style]

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[alonzo castillo]

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