after years, movement. // open, joining!

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob was still trying to wrap his mind around the events of the last few days but that didn't justify breaking his schedule. He knew that if he did that, his health would go on in a downward spiral and it'd be difficult to say when he would come out of that. He couldn't afford that right now; there was too much to do, too much to take care of. He had hardly slept, which he was sure wasn't good, but he knew eventually his body would have to give into the biological need for sleep. His mind could only keep him up for so long before his body gave up. He'd ate way too much last night. He'd hardly kept up with it all and it'd been almost uncontrollable. He'd depleted most of what was left from his supplies in the city, which mostly just left him feel guilty and useless. He'd been reliant on those to carry him until they solidified their alliance with the Typhoon and he'd blown it all in one night. He told himself that he'd go out and scrounge some things up to make up for it but that didn't stop him from feeling bad about the whole thing.

Thankfully, he was distracted from his conscious when he heard an unfamiliar voice coming across the wide, snowy landscape. His legs were starting to bother him again but he knew he'd be fine to make it to wherever the little group was. They didn't sound too far away and he could always head back to the tunnels right after this. When he came close enough to get a good view of the group, his eyes widened slightly. The creature before them looked absolutely ravaged and his felt terror twist his stomach as he tried to think of what to do. However, Pierce asked about August's well being before Jacob got the opportunity and the deer didn't seem to be in any sort of pain and he hadn't reacted negatively to Pierce's question so Jacob supposed all was well. After seeing Silentgrave, he honestly wasn't sure what to think about anyone's physical conditions. It was so hard to keep up as a doctor these days with all the strange creatures that came around these parts. "Hi, August. 'M Jacob, i's real nice ta' meet ya'. Would ya' like me ta' show ya' back ta' our camp so ya' can get outta' this cold weather for a bit? We got things ta' eat n' drink back there too, if ya' need anythin'," he offered. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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