04-07-2018, 06:23 PM
Jacob listened to what Killua had to say, his heart twisting uncomfortably in his chest. While he understood the anger, he also found himself agreeing with Leigh. Jacob wasn't an aggressive individual and he'd much rather wait all this mess out and sort things out with the Typhoon before jumping into things. It had only been one member, not a full attack. It was possible it'd been a misunderstanding or the whole of the Typhoon didn't stand against them. One person and a whole clan were two very different things and Jacob preferred the idea that they only had one person terrorizing them currently. To enter a fight right away didn't appeal much to the canine. After all, he'd left the city to get away from such things.
As the discussion came to an end, he simply nodded his agreement with Leigh but he stayed quiet for now. There was nothing he thought that hadn't been said. His eyes widened slightly when he heard his own name mentioned. A Frosthealer? A doctor. He'd be a doctor. Pride swelled in his chest and he felt tears already pricking his eyes. He couldn't cry. But this was it. This was what he'd wanted for as long as he could remember. He wasn't the son of Vito Corleone or Harrison Wickliff, heir to two criminal empires. He was just Jacob, a doctor in a little place that no one from the city had ever even heard of, in the middle of nowhere. It was perfect. "I- uh, thank you. I'll do my best," he called, his voice crackling slightly before he cleared it and listened to the rest of what was said. His eyes drifted to Killua and he smiled. He'd be good as Snowseeker. He was a little scary and aggressive but Jacob believed he was good. He'd already protected London and Jacob had started to grow fond of his company. Not only that, but clearly he was willing to speak against Leigh when necessary. Those were all good things. He listened as the others were listed off and nodded along with them before speaking up once again, "Congrats ta' everyone n' yeah, I'll get together a plan for some tryouts."
As the discussion came to an end, he simply nodded his agreement with Leigh but he stayed quiet for now. There was nothing he thought that hadn't been said. His eyes widened slightly when he heard his own name mentioned. A Frosthealer? A doctor. He'd be a doctor. Pride swelled in his chest and he felt tears already pricking his eyes. He couldn't cry. But this was it. This was what he'd wanted for as long as he could remember. He wasn't the son of Vito Corleone or Harrison Wickliff, heir to two criminal empires. He was just Jacob, a doctor in a little place that no one from the city had ever even heard of, in the middle of nowhere. It was perfect. "I- uh, thank you. I'll do my best," he called, his voice crackling slightly before he cleared it and listened to the rest of what was said. His eyes drifted to Killua and he smiled. He'd be good as Snowseeker. He was a little scary and aggressive but Jacob believed he was good. He'd already protected London and Jacob had started to grow fond of his company. Not only that, but clearly he was willing to speak against Leigh when necessary. Those were all good things. He listened as the others were listed off and nodded along with them before speaking up once again, "Congrats ta' everyone n' yeah, I'll get together a plan for some tryouts."
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