CADILLAC CARJACK — open / typhoon

[jacob w.c.]

"No," the word was unusually cold as his eyes traveled to Guru. Even when he looked in her direction, he couldn't bear to meet her face. "I thought ya' said it was ugly anyway," he muttered, his ears pressed against his head as he walked and his eyes drifting back to Pincher. At least he was here. The captain of these pirates wouldn't let Guru hurt him, he was sure of it. Then he heard the second half of the woman's statement and his ears flattened against his head, anger flaring in his gaze. Still, he simply took a deep breath and released it through his teeth. "You can lie in the snow n' freeze your culo off for all I care," he snapped, anger coating his tone.

Finally, they came to the border and Killua arrived. They didn't know each other well but at this point he could've thrown himself at the feline and gave him the biggest hug he could. He would contain himself, though. He had to save that for Jersey. While it was hard to tell if the serval harbored real concern for him, he wasn't sure if he cared. It was just good to be home. "'M fine, Killua n' I 'aven't seen Jersey but 'm sure he was. What happened is Guru took me n' put me in a cell n' uh-" his calm tone broke for a moment but he cleared his throat and soon continued, "Well, there ere a couple moments that, uh, weren' so pleasant but then , uh, Pincher 'ere came n' got me out. He was real mad at Guru for takin' me n' for hurtin' London n' all tha', I guess. He made sure the rest ah' my stay in the Typhoon was proper. Ya' know, not in a cell n' all that. He- they jus' wanted ta' visit n' straighten things out, ya' know? Ta' explain wha's really goin' on n' all this misunderstandin'." He hesitated for a moment before adding, "N' ta' negotiate, I think." Jacob wasn't a fool. He knew he was being used but he thought this would all turn out favorable in the end, but he'd also seen plenty of these sorts of things before to know what could go wrong.

Then there came London and a light smile came to his maw as the gentle girl greeted him and the pirates. "'S good ta' be back. How were things while I was gone? I hope no one got hurt too bad," he asked, concern suddenly coming to his light eyes. However, his expression changed again when he spoke to Guru. "Trust me, London, ya' don' gotta' apologize ta' her," he spat the last word. Jacob didn't consider himself a vengeful or hateful person but there was no denying the animosity in his gaze and voice now.

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