Jack(ie) Dawkins | The Artful Dodger (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
knowntoherfriends) wrote2020-05-04 06:55 pm
knowntoherfriends) wrote2020-05-04 06:55 pm
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Why Should I Worry?
Moving out of London had never been a thing that Jackie would have even considered, not in a million years. But after what happened to Nancy, after who caused it... She had to get out. She couldn't stay in that city, nut just because she saw Nancy everywhere she looked. Without Nancy, she had no one helping keep what she was hidden from Fagin.
There was only one option. Grabbing what little she hat and hopping on a ship as far away as possible.
Brooklyn was not like London. Well, actually it was in a lot of ways. It wasn't like London in the important way - there was no Fagin here, no Nancy, Jackie was totally on her own and had to make her own way. So, of course, she started lifting papers - papes, they called them - to start selling. This didn't sit too well with the leader of the territory - or so he was called. Spot Conlon made it clear to her how things where done around here.
Never let it be said the Artful Dodger couldn't move with the flow.
So she followed him, listening to how it was. This was only a stop gap anyway. A chance to learn the city. The Artful Dodger would known this place as well as they'd known London. It would be hers, soon enough.
Just needed to keep certain things out of people's notice.
There was only one option. Grabbing what little she hat and hopping on a ship as far away as possible.
Brooklyn was not like London. Well, actually it was in a lot of ways. It wasn't like London in the important way - there was no Fagin here, no Nancy, Jackie was totally on her own and had to make her own way. So, of course, she started lifting papers - papes, they called them - to start selling. This didn't sit too well with the leader of the territory - or so he was called. Spot Conlon made it clear to her how things where done around here.
Never let it be said the Artful Dodger couldn't move with the flow.
So she followed him, listening to how it was. This was only a stop gap anyway. A chance to learn the city. The Artful Dodger would known this place as well as they'd known London. It would be hers, soon enough.
Just needed to keep certain things out of people's notice.