... Is there somethin' wrong?

Doesn't seem bad to me.

[ooc; instead of being an adult with a child's body, he's actually got a child's mind now in Mirror City]

... I miss him.

You don't know what sorta trouble kids'll get in to when they don't have anyone to watch out for 'em.

... And now he doesn't have me watchin' out for him, who knows what that son of a bitch father'll do to him next, and-

It doesn't matter anyway. I'm just a trump.

[ooc; That cursed.]

This gent had a mighty fine point, if I do say so myself.

Pity no one in't listenin'.

( Private; Unhackable )

Son, where have you been?

... Off in the gardens with the animals again?

It's such an odd habit for a boy your age, spending more time like that than off on the town, or with the eligble young ladies, but... well.

I suppose it's fine for now.

[ooc; Family C- Curse... Papa Cassian and his son Jezebel- WIBBLE WITH ME. PapaCain, I think... he ( Read more... )

Curse days like that shou' happen more often.

I did more business today than I done in the past week.

Huh.

And I got a better wig, fuck.

( Private; Unhackable; Viewable to Delilah )

A boy c'n make a killin' in this business on a day like this.

Ladies 'n gents, you know the run around.

( Delilah Filter | Unhackable )

Forget this heart nonsense.

More importantly, this gent steals cigarettes candy from men poor street boys.

What a City. And now I'm outta smokes

( Private; Unhackable )