I'll keep them still; O, Joining(?)

[jacob w.c.]

Rules were a slippery thing for Jacob. His family certainly didn't have a history of following them but he'd tried to be better. He'd been arrested once but that'd been Jersey's fault, mostly, and he'd been so angry. That was minor, though. He hadn't hurt anyone when that happened and he'd really only wanted to punch Jersey in the face, which wasn't too bad. He'd had worse incidents, like when he had the man that aided in hurting his family. He hadn't really done anything, just pushed him down and yelled a lot but he'd wanted to do more. He could still remember the anger, how much he wanted to hurt him. He'd done worse things in his nightmares and sometimes he wondered if that made him a bad person. Those people had done terrible things but so had his family. If he could justify those feelings, even those actions, what right did he have to hate the people that'd torn his life apart? They'd only been trying to make things right. He could tell himself it was different but he knew it wasn't. He tried not to dwell on it often. The good thing was he'd never done any of it, his paws were clean of any blood and that man escaped with a few scratches but nothing more than what was necessary to keep him away from Jersey. He'd left the city just a few days later.

Now, though, his mind was clear as he wandered the snowy plains. He knew it wasn't safe to go out on his own, not with his legs in the condition they were, but he couldn't help it. He craved the fresh air. It was like once he left the city, he couldn't get enough of it. Here there was nothing but quiet and peace. It was beautiful. So he walked through it, despite the fear of collapsing and being left here to freeze. His eyes and ears soon caught unfamiliar figures and voices and he made his way towards the group, quickly identifying his clanmates before his eyes turned to Hisoka. He could tell that Killua seemed to be upset but that wasn't exactly anything new. The boy didn't seem to be very agreeable towards most people, though Jacob had never had any problems with him. "Uh, hello. 'M Jacob. Sorry, I didn' quite get whatever ya'll were talkin' 'bout a bit ago but I assume you're here ta' join? Would ya' like me ta' show ya' where the camp is so ya' can get outta' the cold n' get somethin' ta' eat or drink," he offered.

★ though the scars remain and tears will never dry, i'll bless my homeland til i die ━