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Ezra Bridger ([personal profile] jabbathehutt) wrote2021-05-17 08:40 am

Mist under the East River

No one even noticed what happened to the kids on Delancey. Or never talked about it, which amounted to the same thing.

The papers covered the accident that took the life of three construction workers on the Manhattan side of what will eventually become the second East River Bridge. They said digging hit an underground cave they didn't know was there, and the families were compensated widely.

No one talked about the handful of street kids who had taken to using the site as shelter at night. Who had, due to dares and a morbid curiosity, snuck into the site to find - not an underground cave but a secret basement. And this is because no one survived to talk about it afterwards.

Except Ezra Bridger. Who never does talk about it.

In fact, most people have probably forgotten he was even friends with those kids.

Now he sells papes and lives by his wits on the Lower East Side, tries to avoid making any more friends, and keeps himself to himself.

Well, as much as that's possible among the ragged army of New York City newsboys.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-04 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)

"I don't think it's weird... I don't think you'd have any reason to think there is, whatever happened.. who knows if it happened anywhere else, or if it happened again there, and if you were the only survivor..."

It's possible it did happen elsewhere, buried somewhere in a gas main explosion or building collapse or one of those other tragic occurrences that pepper the papes, but how would you even figure out something like that?

"I can understand why you wouldn't want to go back there."

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-05 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)

"There must be a way..." Spot muses, half to himself. The thing is, if there is a way, he can't think of it - there's three million people in this city, and the only way to tell if somebody has Ezra's power would be to catch them at it, and there's no way to watch everybody at once.

"We'd need to figure out if it happened anywhere else." he says eventually "Look through old newspaper stories, find similar accidents and talk to survivors."

It wouldn't be easy.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-06 01:39 am (UTC)(link)

"Uh, yea," Spot nods, rubbing the back of his neck a little awkwardly "old Journals, definitely, but I think even some competitors' old issues too... There's this huge records room at the offices... "

He thinks he might have to be the one to go looking, though, and he's trying to work out how to pass that off to his father. Showing an interest in the business was probably enough, but he'd need a good cover story to keep him from getting suspicious.

"I might be able to sneak you in..."

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-06 01:12 pm (UTC)(link)

"I don't think so..." Spot says thoughtfully "I'm pretty sure there's windows to the records room, I could probably open one and let you in... I'd have to see, it would depend on the windows and if there's any staff in there, but it might be possible."

He'd rather let Ezra in to help than have to go through it all himself, but he could do that if he needed to.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-07 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)

"I'll see what I can do and let you know." Spot nods - it'll take some careful planning so neither of them get into any trouble, but he's sure he can figure it out.

"...this is what you want, right?" he adds after a second "We don't have to do this if you don't want to know."

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-08 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)

"What's life without a little risk?" Spot grins at him. His whole life is kind of a risk, in a way, a rebellion against his father, and this is probably no different.

But he also feels like he owes Ezra, and he gets on with him, he wants to help.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-08 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)

Spot nods, spitting in his own palm and shaking Ezra's hand firmly.

"I should probably get back..." he doesn't want to stay out so late there's any concern, he can't risk anything they might mention to his father "but I'll let you know as soon as I have a plan."

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-09 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)

Spot nods, shoving himself to his feet. He's acutely aware of the kind of luxury he goes back to every night and one day he wants nothing more than to find a way to share it with the boys who have been a better family to him than his father ever was, but right now he doesn't have that option, so he just feels vaguely guilty and tries not to think about it too much.

"See you around, Ezra." he says, tucking his hands in his pockets as he turns to walk back to the Hearst mansion.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-09 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)

It's nearly a week before it happens, one of the other Manhattan boys comes running up to Ezra before he can get too far with his papes for the day.

"Hey, Bridger. Spot Conlon's looking for you." he says, in tones of awe, and maybe a little bit of fear, it's clear he's wildly curious about why.

Spot's waiting by the statue in the square, leaning against it with his hands in his pockets. He's back to his normal newsie attire, but he's not carrying any papes himself today.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-09 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)

"Hey." Spot greets easily, pushing himself away from the statue "C'mon, I'll walk with you."

He doesn't want to intrude on Ezra's selling time while they talk, and he figures they're better waiting until the curious newsies listening in will drop off once they start walking.

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-11 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)

Spot waits until they're far enough away and Ezra sets into selling, nodding slightly at the question.

"Got an opportunity." he confirms. Another day his father is due to be away, that just happens, he innocently reported, to fall on a day he would have off school. It had taken a little fast talking, but he's managed to make arrangements to spend the day in the Journal building.

"Wednesday next week. Don't know if we'll need more time, but it's a start."

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[personal profile] brooklynishere 2021-06-15 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)

"Nine?" he suggests, since that might give Ezra time to shift at least a couple of papes first thing, and it gives him time to get himself where he needs to be and make sure nobody else is there.

He does feel bad about cutting off most of a day's selling, but he isn't sure how he'll be able to offer Ezra any money to make up for it without insulting him - it's one thing for him to spend his coin on the kids in Brooklyn when they need it, but offering something that'd be seen as charity, especially when Ezra knew he was rich? It'd be hard to get him to accept that, probably.

At least he might be able to help him find some answers, and if he happened to slip a quarter or two in Ezra's pocket during the day without him noticing, that worked too.

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