07-27-2018, 12:00 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]If Blue were to be completely honest, he would have to admit that he almost did not show up. Not because he dislikes Jacob--in fact, he actually likes his father's fiance. It's just that, well, Jake is his father's fiance. The fiance of the father who he possesses an extreme dislike for and is genuinely surprised that more people are not dissatisfied with him. But maybe that is because he inherited most of Pincher's less wonderful qualities, and the fact that he sees his father reflected in himself probably contributes to the resentment.
But after some serious consideration, Coldblue decided to do what Goldie would go. As much as he hates Pinch, he cannot take those feelings out on those who happen to love his father; Jacob included.
And, hey, the sweater doesn't look too bad on him, does it? Of course not. He is his father's son. A Roux. He might be a dickwad like his father before him, but at least he's easy on the eyes. The handsome young bengal strolls over after his younger siblings and his less familiar aunt--his expression purely neutral but at least he is being civil and going along with the whole thing. The pale, icy blue of the material compliments his eyes wonderfully. It is a bit too hot for the humid summer weather, but he can handle it for a couple of hours if it makes Jacob happy.
"Thank you, Jake," says the boy as he approaches, deciding to offer his soon-to-be step-dad a rare, albeit fleeting, smile. Blue isn't exactly good at the whole "being genuine about positive feelings thing," so he falls silent. But he remains, if not to see how his baby sister Katherine and Vandal like their gifts.
But after some serious consideration, Coldblue decided to do what Goldie would go. As much as he hates Pinch, he cannot take those feelings out on those who happen to love his father; Jacob included.
And, hey, the sweater doesn't look too bad on him, does it? Of course not. He is his father's son. A Roux. He might be a dickwad like his father before him, but at least he's easy on the eyes. The handsome young bengal strolls over after his younger siblings and his less familiar aunt--his expression purely neutral but at least he is being civil and going along with the whole thing. The pale, icy blue of the material compliments his eyes wonderfully. It is a bit too hot for the humid summer weather, but he can handle it for a couple of hours if it makes Jacob happy.
"Thank you, Jake," says the boy as he approaches, deciding to offer his soon-to-be step-dad a rare, albeit fleeting, smile. Blue isn't exactly good at the whole "being genuine about positive feelings thing," so he falls silent. But he remains, if not to see how his baby sister Katherine and Vandal like their gifts.
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