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"Call me Rathore. Lead the way, *Crutchie*!"
2mo
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Crutchie catches it and pockets it along with the rest of the money he's made from selling papers. He nods with a smile. "Crutchie Morris, sir," he returns. "Do you got a name, or should I jus' use 'sir'?"
2mo
Crutchie Morris / rp account
"A rather big 'if'. Alright then," he says, tossing the boy the coin. "And there's more if the information's useful. Do you have a name, boy?"
2mo
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β€œMaybe the reporter who wrote the article?” Crutchie points out, a little obnoxiously. He eyes the tossed coin eagerly. β€œβ€¦ who I could bring ya to, if they work at The World or The Sun, mistah.”
2mo
Crutchie Morris / rp account
There's a case coming. Rathore can feel it on the hairs on the back of his neck and hands. He takes another coin from his pocket, tossing it pointedly. "And, uh . . . D'you know who might know if it is?"
2mo
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β€œWell, it is unexpected,” Crutchie admits, scratching the back of his neck. β€œFolks is sayin’ more heiresses are next. That this lady was ransomed and her pa paid a pretty penny… only not to see her at all.” He shrugs. β€œBut that’s just the news, sir. Dunno if it’s true.”
2mo
Crutchie Morris / rp account
Rathore flicks through the paper, skimming the story. "I'm not so sure myself. It's not their modus operandi." He looks up at the vendor, now a little interested. "What else are folks saying?"
2mo
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Crutchie smiles innocently at the idea of some boss telling him to sell for a higher price. His only boss is himself! And he just got this fella, hook line and sinker. β€œYes sir, all the way from Rochester! Folks is sayin’ the MOB kidnapped her!”
2mo
Crutchie Morris / rp account
*how much*?! well . . . alright. ( taking some change from his pocket and handing it over: ) but you should *tell your bosses* that there's *no news* worth thirty-- ( reading the headline. ) though perhaps i spoke too soon. a missing heiress, mmm?
2mo
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Oh yes sir! That’ll be thirty cents, thank you sir.
2mo
Crutchie Morris / rp account
If I do, will you stop *shouting*?
2mo
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Won’t anyone buy a paper from a POOR, ORPHAN BOY? Yeah, that’s right. That was my line first.