DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT — MASS MEET & GREET

[jacob w.c.]

the subtle grace of gravity

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Jacob always loved meeting new people. It gave him more things to do, more goals to set, more distractions to give himself. Even since stepping down, Typhoon kept him busy enough to keep his mind off the state of his leg, which was more than enough for him. The only person that knew about that was Pincher and he'd like to keep it that way. He was going to hold onto his legs as long as he could, until they presented a serious medical problem he couldn't figure out himself. Then he'd be forced to actually seek help from another medical expert, which unfortunately there were a lot of around here. Not that it was a bad thing, of course, for other people, but it gave him one less excuse to put it off. If Jacob was aware of the distress Pincher was under, he would've been extremely worried and he'd be searching for a cure nonstop. He wouldn't hesitate to do everything he could to make sure he stayed safe. Jacob wasn't aware, though, and so she wasn't worried, which was probably exactly why Pincher hadn't told him. He already had the tendency to be a bit of a worry wart, something like that would only make it worse.

Jacob approached among all the others, a light smile on his maw as he listened to them and gave a particularly warm look to the captain. "Uh, hi everyone. 'M name's Jacob n' I jus' recently moved 'ere from Snowbound. Uh, three facts 'bout me I guess, um... I love cookin' n' bakin', I really like herbs n' medicine n' things like tha' since my Ma taught me when I was younger, n' I lived in two big cities 'fore comin' ta' Snowbound n' then, eventually, here. 'M hopin' this'll be my last stop, though," he spoke, glancing to Goldie and Pinch when he spoke of Typhoon being his last stop. He wanted to be permanent, he wanted this to be home. He wanted to come home and see his family every single day and know they were happy and safe, and that there was nothing waiting for them in the dark. That was all he wanted. He didn't often get that but lately it seemed like things were so perfect. Even after everything that'd happened to Pinch, they were happy now and he told himself, that was all that mattered. Maybe it wasn't. He was sure there'd be consequences someday for everything that'd happened but today wasn't someday, and so he chose to be happy.

the heavy weight of stone