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[email protected] *sighs and looks over the papers* All right, first things first, what's your real name? First and last.: *frowns* Sian McCarthy� But I don�t really like people calling me that. Especially since I really don�t want certain parts of my family finding me� *gives half smile and a sigh* *mutters* Long story� *scribbles it down on the paper* Next.. um, do you have a nickname? And if you do, how'd you get it?: *laughs* Sure do! It�s Chicago. *smiles a bit remembering where it came from* The boys back in Dallas gave me that name since that�s where I was born and lived for the first 5 years of my life� *nods a bit* When's your birthday and how old are you and all?: I was born on March 20, 1888. First day of spring, though it usually doesn�t act like it� *laughs* I�m 17 years old and proud of every day, well, proud of most days anyway� *smirks a little* Next is looks so.. tell me what you look like, all right? *rolls his eyes* Humor me...: *looks down at herself, then back to him* *shrugs* Well, I�m about 5 foot, 3 inches tall by my reckoning, but I haven�t really measured in a while so maybe I�ve grown� *gives hopeful look* Probably not� Anyway, I have brown hair� *fingers chin length hair* �that�s really poorly cut at the moment. I was leaving Savannah, Georgia and had to make a quick escape and couldn�t afford to have anyone recognize me� Heh� Hmmm� I�ve been told that my eyes changed from blue to green in the past few years, but I think that they have always been more of a bluish-green� I have more curves than I really care for, but I�m proud of my tanned skin. I�ve spent so much of my life on the streets hawkin� headlines that I doubt that I�ll ever be as pale as my brothers� *shrugs* I�ve also been told that I kick, and hit for that matter, like a mule, but I don�t really know if the strength shows� *shrugs again* *is wearing a pair of black slacks, just a bit to big, with a white shirt peeking out from underneath her other dark blue shirt* *one of her currently dangling black suspenders is caught on the black hat hanging out of her pocket* *taps the toe of one of her well worn shoes against the ground, thinking* I guess that�s all� Hmm.. *writes down some of that then looks back up* What kind of person are you? What's your personality like and all that?: *bites lip and thinks for a moment* Well, I guess I�m pretty loud, but that�s mostly because I�ve been selling papes for the last 11 years� I didn�t really grow up like a "proper lady." In fact, I was rarely around any girls except Singe and Mule, but they sold for a different paper and in different places, so I didn�t really see them very often� *thinks* I love horsing around and playing cards, even though I�m not very good, but I also know when to calm down and be serious. *thinks for a moment* I guess I try to make everything I do fun� *doesn�t think of it, but also knows how and when to keep a secret* *raises an eyebrow then grins* If you say so. *teasing, of course* Okay, so do you have any friends around here?: *sighs* Not yet, I�ve only been in the state for a couple of days, not really long enough to make any friends� Though I do hope to make some soon� *nods some and taps the pen on the paper* And, uh, you got anyone special in your life right now? *grins* You know what I mean.: *blushes* Well, I was sweet on my pal Murmur back home in Texas, but he doesn�t really know where I am and I don�t plan on telling anyone from there, so I guess that�s the end of that� *smiles sadly* Other than that I haven�t really met anyone here and got to know them that well, so� *shrugs* So, you got any family? *scratches his head with the end of the pen* Mother, father.. sisters or brothers? Anything like that?: *sighs* I got three brothers and a whole mess of cousins that I don�t even slightly know� I have two older brothers, Cedric and Conor, then my younger brother Liam. *winces as she realizes the first part of the question* Both my parents are dead� *sighs, looking at the next question* Now you don't gotta say, but it'd be nice if you at least gave me something to write down... how'd you come to live at this fine place? *small smile*: *winces* Might as well tell it� Can�t let the past control the future, after all� It�s a long story though� *glances Ransom�s way to look for any signs of protest* *shrugs and continues* I�ll try to make it as short as I can� I was born in Chicago and lived there till I was five. Cedric and Conor were 10 and 8 respectively when we left. About 6 months before that my little brother Liam was born. Basically, the reason we left was my Da� gambled with a lot of money he didn�t have and lost. Both he and my mother were shot over it... Cedric decided that we should move and took us to a foster home of sorts in Dallas. When they were old enough he and Conor took jobs to support all of us while going to night school� Anyway, I immediately took to roaming the streets when we moved there and met Question and Answer, two older newsboys who gave me my nickname and took me under their wing. About a year later I started selling papes for The Buffalo Reflex on my own, though I�d been helping Answer for months by that point. Eventually they left and I started spending time with Murmur, Hamlet and Buzzard. *sighs and pauses* *braces herself for next part* About the time I turned 15, Cedric started beating me, among other things� My other brothers were so busy that they really didn�t notice. Murmur, who had become my best friend and selling partner by that time, began noticing more bruises on me than usual and the fact that I got much quieter. *sighs* He always was too observant for his own good� When he finally got outta me what was happening, he helped me sell extra papes and once we had earned enough he told me to buy a train ticket to Savannah. I spent about a year there, but things didn�t exactly work out, so I used the last of my savings to come up here� *blinks a few times, clearing her eyes* *sniffs and grins* I warned ya� it was long�
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