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His anger was climbing and he ran his hands through his long hair trying to come up with a quick solution or look for something that would tell him where the assholes went. All that hard work they had put in finding everything they had was gone in the blink of an eye. Fallon’s suggestion seemed to be tempting for all of two seconds but shooting themselves wasn’t an option. At least not for him. His parents went out that way and he made a promise to himself to never take the easy way out.
”No. It’ll be fine. Maybe we can track the fuckers who did this. They couldn’t have gone too far could they?”
“Yeah well they’ve left enough evidence of themselves,” Fallon bent her knee and placed her hand in the indent of a footprint, glancing back up to her companion with a scowl on her face. “I’ve got the ammo, if you’re up for slaying these mother fuckers then I’m on board,”
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“Fuck!”
Jake screamed as he looked around the completely ransacked camp. They had only been gone for a few hours. Someone had come through and wrecked the entire place and took whatever was useful that had been left behind.
“The hell are we supposed to do now?”
“Shit… Shit shit shit,"
Fallon felt her face flush with utter frustration as she caught sight of their camp site. Months and months of careful scavenging gone in the span of an afternoon. She felt a burning in her stomach as she turned to Jacoby.
"Who the fuck knows,” she clutched her temple, scowling, “Put a bullet to our skulls? Who the fuck knows,”
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There Jake was….laying in the middle of the floor soaked and breathing heavily. The tub had been filled previously to help him relax. While waiting for it to fill Jacoby had been sitting quietly drinking a cup of coffee. Out of nowhere his assailants burst their way into his place dragged from his living room of his apartment to the bathroom by the neck. What had been holding him? It hadn’t been hands. Maybe a wire. He barely had the chance to look and the person’s face was covered. His neck was sore and he found himself coughing and gasping for air. The entire room was covered in water as was he and he wrapped his hands around his own throat to try to make take in all the breaths he could. Apparently he had fought back just enough to make them leave. Why the hell had it happened?
“Jacoby?”
Fallon’s hand insistently knocked on the door of the man’s apartment. She was supposed to meet him here, they’d spoken on the phone not that long ago. After five minutes of knocking her hand slipped to the door knob, shocked when the door eased open at her push. Something was not right; he wouldn’t have left his door open if he had left the apartment, Cautiously she called out into the room, a frown creasing her brow, “Jake! Jake are you here?”
She searched the kitchen, the bedroom, the lounge. She ducked her head into the closets. She reached the bathroom, the door slightly ajar, she rapped her hand against the wooden object, the motion pushing the door open enough for her to glimpse copious amounts of water.
“Jake?” she murmured, cautiously opening the door, “Are you in there?”
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Fallon clutched the side of her body, feeling the warm liquid continue to ooze from the wound. She was lucky she’d gotten away, adrenaline fueling her flight, but now the pain was becoming overwhelming, her head slightly lolling from side to side. It took her all her strength to pull her body backwards before slamming it into the wooden door, attempting to make as much noise as she could without depleting the sparse energy she still had left.
“Ja… Jake,” she managed, her voice hoarse, barely a whisper, “Jake…”
She brought a bloody fist upwards before trying to pound it against the door. She could feel her heart fluttering in her chest, her vision blurring, the world beginning to spin. Slowly Fallon slid down the door, collapsing to the floor as the pain took a tight hold of her.
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Character in general: jnsdfor I love Jacoby, he’s so genuine and lovable. He’s such a good guy and yet he’s suffering but he braves it all so well and dfnufwe I just want to squeeze his cheeks and tell him everything’s gonna be okay
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The Mun: You’re such a lovely mun, you’re amazing to write with and you’re very friendly and I’ve never seen you be anything but kind.
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xoubliette asked: "I know what kind of person you are."beaniesandmachetes:
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“Oh you do, do you? And what kind of person would that be?”
“Yeah. I did.” The tone in her voice was that of recognition. Maybe she grew up there too. Jacoby knew the question would come sooner or later. He could answer and he wanted to but without revealing too much. It was in the past and giving her an idea of who he was would help her trust him more. “My father….wasn’t so nice. Sure I had a place to live and he fed me, but only just barely. It was more I owed him for him bringing me into this world and letting me live under his roof. He took that out on me in the physical way I guess. He never wanted me.”
Fallon sharply inhaled, she curled her lip in a defensive cringe “I… I’m so sorry,” she managed, noticing that her body was suddenly tense. The mention of abuse was something that chilled her to the core, it was one of the few things that Fallon had found herself inherently afraid of. Even the concept of it; the way that the normal role of someone could be so sharply reversed, without any warning too. She couldn’t say that anything so terrible had happened to her as a child, but the infection had brought things of a similar nature to her, things she would never speak of again. All the same, she bled from wounds like were similar enough to his, something not even she could ignore. “I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy and certainly not someone like you,”
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hey jake wanna have some babies
You know what? Since I ain’t family
Then I would loooooooove to make dem babies witchu
i can see all the babies already
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Jacoby nodded understanding her way of thinking. Just once though did he want to be able to sleep in. It was a different world and the same rules didn’t apply. “Look at me. Of course I am hungry. When am I not?” Jake chuckled slightly but then turned into a yawn. “What do we got?”
Fallon pulled her backpack from her back, opening it and placing the food on his lap as she listed them off, “Apples… A couple granola bars… Some jerky. Not much but I’m due to go hunting soon,”
