Jackson Ng

37. Fire Captain. Hunter. The Magistrate

[jacksomeng]

opalucy:

Lucy was going on about her normal routine at work, baking pastries, occasionally helping customers when it was busy, the usual. Most everyone she saw, or at least the people that chatted with her were returning customers and it was nice to see how they were doing, what was new, you know, normal small talk stuff. Hearing the bells on the door jingle when someone walked in, Lucy couldn’t help but smile when she saw who it was. She knew Jack hadn’t been in town that long, or at least he didn’t start coming here until recently, and he always seemed to go out of his way to talk to her, which she was very excited about. He was nice and handsome and charming, her coworkers teased her about how she talked about him but Lucy could swear she just admired him. As Jack walked up to the counter, a smile grew on her face “Jack! Hello!” She walked up to the bakery counter to meet him, knowing what he was here for “I’ve got apple or cream cheese danishes right now. I had more but they’re been selling like crazy.”

Jack outwardly contemplated the choices she gave him more than he should have. Flicking a coin and catching it in his palm idly in thought. Finally his grin settled before he answered her. “I’ll take an apple Danish please.” He creaks his neck and motions with his head towards an empty table. “Can you take a break from manning the front for a bit?” After he placed the coinage down on the table for his own Danish and coffee, he added a bit more currency it would cost to get the second Danish. Turning his dialect to his original way, “Nǐ kěyǐ chī dānmài nǎiyóu nǎilào.” He winks to her again before he walks over to the empty table placing the coffee and Danish in front of him with a few napkins.

[jacksomeng]

Jackson had been reviewing reports at the fire station, until his eyes came across a familiar name. The file in question was from a colleague that had been trapped in a building fire. His head canted to the side as he read over the medical procedures that were done to ensure the boy lived past the day. However, the thing that clutched onto his attention was a name – Dr. Jessica NG. He felt a lot of sunken emotions start to rise to the surface.

Readily he called down to the center asking for an interview with his sister. He made small reservations about disclosing his name and only keeping the appointment as one of the fire captains. The girl doing the appointment was lustered with him as he hung up the phone.

A couple hours passed and he had arrived for his appointment, A somber expression on his face. His little sister had ran away to end here of all places? He tried to justify it in his mind. Maybe she was still hunting, even though he knew that was the reason she had ran away in the first place. At least that’s what the general consensus was. He settled into the swirling office chair and waits for his sister to enter the room.

Part of him felt nervous about this reunion. Considering their last didn’t end so well. The escalated pattern of his unsure heart down to the cold sweat in his palms. He hears the footsteps to the door, and when it opens he casually turns his head to face her. “Jessica.”

@drjessicang

[isabellxhernandx]

The bar seemed like a decent enough place to get her mind off things after a long day at work. Sometimes, as hard as she worked herself her mind couldn’t get off  some things, including her whole situation with her brother. Isabella sat down at the bar and ordered a martini, crossing her legs, looking around as she sipped her drink, looking down at her phone.

@jacksomeng

[jacksomeng]

Jackson himself wasn’t much of a drinker. However, bars and nightclubs were a cliche place to meet the supernatural.He could almost bet that by the end of the night he would have a new target to purge from the city. He took a slow glance to his left when the woman sat down beside him. She seemed normal enough he told himself..but then again that wasn’t surprising.

Jack swallowed his drink and casually turned his head timing it in sync with her gaze. “I haven’t seen you around these parts. New to town?” He asked curiously furrowing his brows. She wasn’t the worst thing to look at. At least he would be questioning a pretty woman instead of a toothless hobo.

[jacksomeng]

@opalucy

Jack had gotten a somewhat normal routine finally. He still avoided places where he thought Jessica might go, but this certain morning he found almost compelled to go grab a Danish and a cup of coffee. He needed the extra energy before he filed through reports at the Fire Station or entertained his real job of hunting. Delicate fingertips slide the black bangs from his face as he stares up at the menu. “What sort of Danish do you have today Lucy?” He asked her curious squinting up at the words. The man grinned ear to ear at the girl offering her a wink as he made a grab for his wallet fishing out his bills. “Do I get a discount if I start coming in more often?” It didn’t harm him to flirt with the locals, or did it?

[bittybattystamour]

Batty waited in a small seat buried in the corner of the club, eyes scanning the room for a glimpse of him, or anyone that might serve dangerous to her. Informing wasn’t her favorite thing in the world to do, but the pay was good. She didn’t have anyone she was loyal to. Plus, as far as she was concerned, she told the man about things she observed, and he documented the information and did nothing with it. Of course, she knew that wasn’t what actually happened, but she had to tell herself that sometimes at night in order to sleep. She knew the sad truth that most monsters were human, but these supernatural things had also been the ones that killed her mother and sister. She wasn’t hurting anyone that wouldn’t hurt her first, if given the chance, that hadn’t already hurt others…And it was a way to help make ends meet. The was pulled from her thoughts as he sat down. “I might need to reconsider meeting in the woods” She told him, she detested clubs and bars alike, anywhere that served alcohol. Just the smell made her want to puke. There were other things that worked much better than alcohol and hadn’t caused the abuse she’d suffered for over a decade of her life.

@jacksomeng

[jacksomeng]

Jackson had been stuck in a pit in denial for awhile now. By now he knew Jessica was in town, and yet still hadn’t approached her. What would he say to her when he did finally seek her out? Thoughts that were easy to not dwell on when he was on the hunt. Something programmed into him since his birth, and even though lately – he had started to slowly question it himself. He wasn’t in the position to openly admit this to anyone. The club was an easy scene to meet. He placed the envelope of bills folded into the pocket of his trousers. This certainly wasn’t the first time he had met Batty for information and it likely wouldn’t be the last.

He needed the safe rush the hunt gave him. The comfort his soul seemed to feel when he cleansed the world of one less supernatural creature. Only one person thus far had stood in his way and made him question everything. That didn’t matter anymore though. That was done. Jack had returned to his automated movements. He had grabbed a martini from the bar before he vanished into the denizens. The club helped him zero in on potential supernatural beings under the façade that a club was a safe haven. They could let their freak flag fly or so they thought. Yet there he watched. He sat across from Batty taking the envelope from his pocket and placing it on the table that separated them. “Are you thirsty?” Jack inquired in a soft tone before he took a drink of his own and watched her intently. “Woods in two weeks? We could do that. The club scene isn’t something you like?”

[mishashshsh]