I don't do so well with this 'stayin' in one place' nonsense, yeah? S'just not how I work and it sort o' goes against everythin' it is that I, Danny Blue, stand for. I'm an ambitious bloke by nature, see, and that means always lookin' for the next thing and always bein' on the look out for new sorts o' opportunities ( Read more... )

After spendin' the better part of the day stuck to ol' whatsherface, I just want to get back to the hut and maybe try to salvage what was s'posed to be a day full o' shaggin' and romance and whatnot. I'm tired and more than a little cranky as I walk through the door and I don't so much announce my presence as I just show up, unassumin ( Read more... )

"Hello, my seedlings," I coo all cheerful-like as I sit down in front of me plants. Not sure exactly how they came to show up in our hut but I see no reason to complain. I might always fancy myself as a grifter but I'm what they call talented and I have somethin' of a...whassit called again? Green thumb. Right, I have a green thumb. Used to help ( Read more... )

While Danny was working the long con before he showed up on Tabula Rasa, he didn't start off that way. Oh no, our Danny here started out small with a little something called the dip. That's 'pick-pocketing' for all you non-grifters out there. So, yeah, he became the best dip in London, he did. After he did that, he moved onto the short con. All ( Read more... )

Standin' starkers in the middle of a snow drift, you start to wonder how it is a good, ne'er-do-wrong sort of bloke like yourself got into this sort o' situation, yeah? Well, I'll tell you how: Mickey Bricks. 'Course it's Mickey's fault. If he'd just ceded to the better man - i.e. yours truly - none of this would've happened. But no. Oh, no. Mickey ( Read more... )

Forget about the post, where's the money?