07-22-2018, 09:09 PM
the subtle grace of gravity
[align=center]code by spacexual
Jacob knew that what his family did was wrong. They profitted on the suffering and addiction of others and it certainly was far from an honest business. Still, that didn't stop him from loving them. While he couldn't agree with them, he had hoped the distance when he moved would be enough to save him from any sort of confrontation. Besides, it didn't take much to piece together why Jacob would want to keep his distance, even outside of his clear moral disagreements. He had never received anything but trouble in exchange for partaking in the business and his current medical situation made doing what he'd done in the past for them difficult. It wasn't impossible, as he'd proven just a few nights ago now, but it was more of a challenge than he desired for something he didn't even really want to do in the first place.
Jacob's relationship with his Babbo, and with his family on a whole, was a very complicated one. He loved them but he could not support them. Still, he was careful to keep in contact with Vito. He hadn't been so sure about the last one, though. There were a few times when Jacob had withheld a little bit of the truth to spare Vito the panic but this time was different. He couldn't not tell him about this. He'd been able to hold off on the fire and, even when he did tell him about it, he hadn't talked about his injuries in detail. There was no sense in concerning him when he knew he wouldn't be able to visit unless it was really some sort of emergency. The day he wrote Vito, though, there'd been no sort of emergency but there was something too important to just never speak of. His wedding. He was starting a family and he knew his father would be interested in that. For all his faults, Jacob's Babbo had always been a family man and he knew he'd want something like this. At least that was what Jacob hoped. There was the complication of the fact he was marrying Pincher, who was both a man and a Roux, which probably wasn't the intended partner Vito had in mind for him. If he was being honest, he'd never really talked to his father about such things but he knew this wouldn't be what he envisioned and he wasn't sure how he'd react to all of it.
Jacob heard a variety of voices nearby while he was out on his walk and decided to make his way towards them, especially considering he heard Goldie's voice. He saw the child before he saw his father, given the many figures now surrounding him. "Goldie! Ya' shouldn' be out 'ere, passerotta. Or are ya' feelin' well? I don' want ya' gettin' more si-" he stopped as he moved through the figures already there and saw the man waiting at the border. "Sei venuto. Non ero sicuro che lo faresti. Sono cosi felice di vederti, Babbo." With those word, he moved forward with a wide smile and attempted to embrace the man. He wasn't sure what sort of business he was here on but if his intent was to hurt Pincher, maybe the hug would convince him that it was a bad idea. He then looked towards the others that had gathered and smiled, speaking while gesturing to the man that stood beside him, "Everyone, this is my Babbo, my father, Vito."
//translation: You came. I wasn't sure you would. I'm so happy to see you, Dad.
Jacob's relationship with his Babbo, and with his family on a whole, was a very complicated one. He loved them but he could not support them. Still, he was careful to keep in contact with Vito. He hadn't been so sure about the last one, though. There were a few times when Jacob had withheld a little bit of the truth to spare Vito the panic but this time was different. He couldn't not tell him about this. He'd been able to hold off on the fire and, even when he did tell him about it, he hadn't talked about his injuries in detail. There was no sense in concerning him when he knew he wouldn't be able to visit unless it was really some sort of emergency. The day he wrote Vito, though, there'd been no sort of emergency but there was something too important to just never speak of. His wedding. He was starting a family and he knew his father would be interested in that. For all his faults, Jacob's Babbo had always been a family man and he knew he'd want something like this. At least that was what Jacob hoped. There was the complication of the fact he was marrying Pincher, who was both a man and a Roux, which probably wasn't the intended partner Vito had in mind for him. If he was being honest, he'd never really talked to his father about such things but he knew this wouldn't be what he envisioned and he wasn't sure how he'd react to all of it.
Jacob heard a variety of voices nearby while he was out on his walk and decided to make his way towards them, especially considering he heard Goldie's voice. He saw the child before he saw his father, given the many figures now surrounding him. "Goldie! Ya' shouldn' be out 'ere, passerotta. Or are ya' feelin' well? I don' want ya' gettin' more si-" he stopped as he moved through the figures already there and saw the man waiting at the border. "Sei venuto. Non ero sicuro che lo faresti. Sono cosi felice di vederti, Babbo." With those word, he moved forward with a wide smile and attempted to embrace the man. He wasn't sure what sort of business he was here on but if his intent was to hurt Pincher, maybe the hug would convince him that it was a bad idea. He then looked towards the others that had gathered and smiled, speaking while gesturing to the man that stood beside him, "Everyone, this is my Babbo, my father, Vito."
//translation: You came. I wasn't sure you would. I'm so happy to see you, Dad.
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