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[knowntohisfriends]

The Dodger knew most of the good fences in London, and a few of the bad ones an' all. He knew when to try to flog an item himself, when to pass it on, and when someone was clearly trying to sell him something they'd nick previously. It was a handy skill, especially when you wanted to annoy someone at one of the markets. Mostly he didn't care, because why should he, but occasionally he would have a nosy.

Today was one of those days he felt like he might stick his nose in. Depended on what happened, really

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[knowntohisfriends]

"An' they'll need to deal with the people what this money belongs to," the Dodger replies with a tilt of his head. Oh dear, it's one of these days, isn't it? Fagin sure knew how to pick his ... outside brokers was the phrase he was using these days.

"Got someone like you on side. An' they'll box me ears if I don't keep things straight."

[melancolique]

"Well, p'raps I should box your ears now?" Eponine threatens. Perhaps Dodge should be worried? She's a lot stronger than she looks.

She closes in again on Dodger. "Look - it is worth fifty. Give me fifty and thieve the rest. I need it now. I don't have time for more thieving right now."

[knowntohisfriends]

"Better people th'n you have been doin' that fer too long." He would be worried, honestly he would, but he grew up with Fagin and Sikes. Threats are just a thing that happen to him, and pain is also just a thing that happens to him. The Dodger's life, what even is it?

"It ain't worth shit if it ain't wiped, an' what makes you think I got the time to go lifting?"