04-18-2018, 12:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-18-2018, 12:09 AM by jacob w.c..)
Walks. Jacob felt like all he ever did was walk. He did it any time he felt bored or when he was trying to think through some kind of complex problem. When he lived in the city, he'd mostly stayed inside. The streets were dangerous for someone like him, especially after how recognizable his sweater and bandages made him, and the city always smelled of smog and trash. Besides, as he passed all the building he'd be reminded of all the stupid jobs he'd taken with Jersey which, while it could bring up some entertaining memories, those weren't exactly his proudest moments. He could still remember when his Babbo had found out what Jersey had been having him do. Jacob was pretty sure he hadn't ever seen him so angry, other than when he was kidnapped and Vito had to come save him. That didn't really count though, considering he'd been mad at the people who took him and not actually mad at Jacob. It was after that point he'd made it Jacob's goal to learn how to fight. The husky still hated it and wasn't any good at it. He supposed his Babbo had given up somewhere along the way, although Jersey tried to instigate fights often enough he might as well still be trained by Vito.
In any case, once he moved to Snowbound and got a taste of the open air, he hadn't been so hesitant about walking around. He usually wasn't paranoid, he was relatively safe (or at least that's how he'd felt prior to being kidnapped and prior to hearing about the three murdered that'd happened during his absence) and he knew it was good to be out in the open air for once. He wasn't doing himself any favors by staying inside all the time. Besides, he liked meeting all the people that came around and he wanted to know what was happening in camp every single day. He wanted to be involved and connected to his new home, even if those things weren't always pleasant. Thankfully, the scene he came upon now was strange, but not unpleasant. He approached behind Melantha, looking towards the little contraption in interest with a light smile hanging on his lips. "Do ya' think tha' stuff they're sayin' means anythin'? Or jus' some kinda' gibberish that someone made 'em say or somethin'?" he asked. Maybe all the words were scrambled and they were supposed to unscramble all the sounds to discover what they were saying. That'd be interesting but it seemed a little complex for a child's toy, if that was really what it was.
In any case, once he moved to Snowbound and got a taste of the open air, he hadn't been so hesitant about walking around. He usually wasn't paranoid, he was relatively safe (or at least that's how he'd felt prior to being kidnapped and prior to hearing about the three murdered that'd happened during his absence) and he knew it was good to be out in the open air for once. He wasn't doing himself any favors by staying inside all the time. Besides, he liked meeting all the people that came around and he wanted to know what was happening in camp every single day. He wanted to be involved and connected to his new home, even if those things weren't always pleasant. Thankfully, the scene he came upon now was strange, but not unpleasant. He approached behind Melantha, looking towards the little contraption in interest with a light smile hanging on his lips. "Do ya' think tha' stuff they're sayin' means anythin'? Or jus' some kinda' gibberish that someone made 'em say or somethin'?" he asked. Maybe all the words were scrambled and they were supposed to unscramble all the sounds to discover what they were saying. That'd be interesting but it seemed a little complex for a child's toy, if that was really what it was.
★ though the scars remain and tears will never dry, i'll bless my homeland til i die ━
[glow=black,2,300]a beauty calm and clear[/glow]
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