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Post by Crutchy on Aug 31, 2018 13:04:36 GMT -5
Crutchy sits on his bed, a candle lit on the small cupboard beside him. He takes a medium sized wood block he had found and a small pocket knife before beginning to round the top edges of the block, his tongue poked out in concentration.
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Post by Tumbler on Aug 31, 2018 14:21:16 GMT -5
Tumbler watched from across the room. he had seen some of the older boys Art, and he thought Crutchy was pretty good.
as a pick-pocket he had learned to observe without being observed, he didn't think his pretend sleeping fooled Crutchy though, he believed the older boy had to be aware of his surroundings. dealing with the Delancy's did that to a person.
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Post by Crutchy on Aug 31, 2018 15:07:16 GMT -5
Crutchy continues before feeling a pair of eyes on him. He quickly scans the room, frowning slightly.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 1, 2018 10:29:47 GMT -5
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 1, 2018 11:01:25 GMT -5
Crutchy squints, then smiles slightly, picking up the block and starts to whittle again, keeping an eye out for the small boy to come back out from under his covers again. He goes back to his work, his tongue poking out again. He begins to carve a curve, rounding out a head in the wood.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 1, 2018 12:40:10 GMT -5
hearing a pause in the scraping sounds, Tumbler knew for sure he was made. he threw back the covers, and flashed his 500.000 dollar smile. it had saved his hide plenty of times as a pickpocket. not wanting to make to much noise, he waved at Crutchy. (the others were angry enough with him being loud when he couldn't help it, because of his nightmares.)
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 1, 2018 13:14:49 GMT -5
Crutchy looks over and waves at him before waving him over to come watch, smiling back and setting down the block.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 1, 2018 14:19:53 GMT -5
Tumbler quickly got out of bed, and hurried over grinning like a mad man.
standing at Crutchy's side in his longjohns he sat down on the side of the bed.
"lookin' slick mate." the young boy had never managed to shake his English-accent, altough the new-york accent did shine true sometimes.
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 1, 2018 14:54:36 GMT -5
"Thanks, Tumbler." Crutchy smiles at him before continuing to whittle. He pauses. "Hey, wanna learn how to whittle? I I can probably teach ya, if ya want."
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 1, 2018 15:42:53 GMT -5
Tumblers eyes lit up. "sure mate," he said, his boyish exitement shining through.
"i still have tha knife from my cutpurse days."
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 1, 2018 16:29:00 GMT -5
"Alright. Think ya can get it without wakin' anyone up?" Crutchy searches his small cupboard for another block of wood.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 2, 2018 2:13:42 GMT -5
"yeah, its under my pillow. old habit." he said calmly, before walking over to his bunk.
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 2, 2018 10:26:00 GMT -5
Crutchy nods before finding a small block of wood. "This should do..." He sets the block down before picking up one of his earlier works: a sphere. It was roughly carved, and some edges were sticking out of the smooth surface. He sets it next to the small block of wood and waits for Tumbler to come back.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 2, 2018 10:58:45 GMT -5
it was a miniature bowie knife, Tumbler was still glad, he had never needed to use it. "okay, lets get started" he whispered, holding the knife so, that the blade was flat against his arm.
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 2, 2018 12:26:17 GMT -5
Crutchy nods, handing him the small block. "Alright, the first thing we need to work on is rounding edges. Hold the knife like this-" He demonstrates and holding the knife over one of the corners of his block- "And begin to shave the wood."
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 2, 2018 17:28:40 GMT -5
Tumbler followed the older boys instruction, but he was extra carefull. His knife was very sharp, and a little to big for this kind of stuff. After all, he had obtained it in order to protect himself. If the older boys would know about it, he would be in trouble.
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 2, 2018 19:10:23 GMT -5
Crutchy notices the size of the knife and frowns. "Do ya want ta use my knife? Yours might cut ya..." He was concerned about the boy harming himself. He might not be able to get towels in time since he's loud and not that fast; if Tumbler severely hurt himself.. He didn't even want to think what happen.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 3, 2018 9:45:06 GMT -5
"ya want to switch knifes?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"as long as i can have it back, i can't sleep without feeling it under my pillow."
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 4, 2018 9:01:42 GMT -5
"It's easier to learn with a smaller knife. I don't want ya hurtin' yourself, y'know?" Crutchy frowns.
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 6, 2018 17:35:34 GMT -5
Tumbler looked at his knife. it was rather large, wasn't it?
"but if i have your knife, what are you going to use?" he asked with a sweet smile one his face. those who knew him would look right trough it, but it helped with selling.
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Post by Crutchy on Sept 10, 2018 10:21:16 GMT -5
"but if i have your knife, what are you going to use?" "Well, I can teach you how ta whittle with my knife, and then you can practice simple things with your knife if we got time. That sound good?"
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Post by Tumbler on Sept 10, 2018 14:21:14 GMT -5
"Well, I can teach you how ta whittle with my knife, and then you can practice simple things with your knife if we got time. That sound good?" Crutchy said
Tumbler nodded. "sure, i'll hav'ta get another knife though." he looked up, "do ya know an arts and crafts store around here? i'am sure they would have somethin'."
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