SJ looked at the ganger, she was not afraid of him or any of the gangs really, of course she knew they used guns, but somehow they pretty much left this street rat alone. Well she had nothing worth having, was useful and the dog could be intimidating.<br/><br/>“’es alwight I fink, seems so…” the girl was not sure entirely if he was but something about her told her he was. “So ‘e wants ta see me …what’s it abaat, is it a blaady rush?” She looked at Vince and then back to Rat Eyes, and then back to the fireman again. “Ya want ta cam,” really there was a lot to learn about what was happening on the streets, if one looked beyond the filth, and the reprobates.<br/><br/>“Fack me I fink you are a bunch of blaady morons, I mean use yer fackin brains…like I want ve police involved in anyfing. I men are ya all becamin’ babby asses and titty babies…” The girl shook her head, as it was she was illegally here in this country. “I fink I as a space in me diary.” the girl chuckled then.<br/><br/>Her attentions went to Vince whether he came too was his choice. “Ya cammin’ ?<br/>