The projects of Chicago

Jynx didn't fight; she was tired of fighting lately. She just sighed.

"It was just a suggestion..." She said under her breath. "I know that you need to be here, and trust me, the prostitutes bother me too. I don't think it should be allowed in our group, but there's nothing we can do about it." She bit her lip before she said too much. She didn't want to reveal anything about herself; it showed weakness.

Once she got to the mcdonalds, she took out the roll of cash she had. "Okay how much do you need for booze. I'll get you something to eat."

Aimee sat in the cell, the guard shouting at her. "This is the fifth time, I've seen you in this store stealing!"Aimee just sat their listening to him, every time she never reacted, but she kind of wanted to laugh, this guard was being stupid. "I had never left the store, hence I never committed a crime and where is your prove that I was going to steal it?" She looked up at him once she had finished, he then said something about her not having any money in her purse and that she usually steals stuff. "Do you even know where I live? If I walked about with money in my purse, I'd have nothing." She untied her converse and took out $55. "Secondly, you have no proof that was me? For all you know I have a twin sister, I could even be a triplet, oh and if you've seen me stealing so many times how come this is the first time you've actually stopped me?" The guard didn't know what to say and so Aimee hopped up and left, her brother, Marcus waiting outside for her. "Take your time." He said sarcastically before starting back home. "We're already late, we should've been back ages ago." He moaned as they walked, Aimee was smiling to herself. "I wonder how much is in this wallet?" She asked, pulling out a $20. "That's it." She tossed the wallet away but kept the 20, shoving it down her converse. She walked the rest of the way in silence. Together Aimee and Marcus had $100.67, which added to a good day. When they got back, most of the others had gone. "I'm guessing they got a bit." Marcus told Aimee. "I'm not hungry though, I ate while you were locked up, how about you?" Aimee shook her head. "Nope, but I'm not really that hungry." She looked at the entrance to the alleyway and back to the sleeping area, "Hey, looks like Nathan got cards. Wanna play Jack Change It?" Marcus just shrugged at her suggestion but she grabbed the deck anyway, shuffling then dealing. They played until the others came back.

OOC: Wow... I haven't posted in like a month... Sorry, school was a bitch (:

Ella Brown

Kendra grabbed some money from the pile they had made before, and handed it to Nathan. Ella watched as he stood beside her and gave her a small and encouraging smile. Her own lips twitched a bit, creating a more grimance-like smirk than a genuine smile, but at least it was something. She casted her eyes forward and without turning back called out for the rest of the crew to follow.

When she was aware of everybody else following her, she started walking towards the end of the alley. Her shoes squeaking slightly in the uneven pavement. She raised her hands and cracked her knuckles, a bad habbit that would surely come back to bite her ass when she grew up.

Her eyes warmed a bit as the Chinese take-out restaurant came to view, and she let her lips curl into a warm smile. She felt her stomach rumble again, and a little flushed she entered the local.

"Ah! I was wondering where you had gotten yourself into, Brown!" The cheerful chef called out to Ella. He knew her too well since she had been a frequent client for the past years. He was a happy and fat asian man nicknamed Yang.

"I was bussy," she simply replyed, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I brought friends to feed too."