Prince Phillip - Jacob Sanders

Hi there, you've reached Jacob Sanders. I'm not currently around meaning I'm either at the hospital attempting to graduate to full time nurse or out and about in our fine town. Leave a message and I'll get back to you soon as I can. Use 'princeturnednurse' to tag me in specific starters, thank you. [[ Jacob Sanders/Prince Phillip for OUACT RPG ]]

[theeuissilentgene]

"Well what brings you out here tonight?" He asked, kind of curious now. This wasn’t the normal kind of guy he saw in here. Which kind of made him interested in what his story was. Gene liked knowing other people’s stories. Mostly because he hated his own so much. 

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob shrugged slightly. "My reasons aren't near as worthy as some in this bar it seems," he told the other male with an awkward chuckle. "Merely a rough day at work and the need to unwind a bit. The hustle and bustle in here is rather nice to stop one from thinking of their own problems."

[naughty-nautica]

She wanted to laugh, almost did. Rough days was putting it lightly. Try having your heart ripped out, lad. Crushed, and waking up with a strange new one. All things she couldn’t dare say until someone found out a way out of the mess this town was in. So instead she simply nodded, giving him a lopsided smile and turning her head back to the sky. “Least with the cold we usually get clear nights.” 

[princeturnednurse]

At her words, Jacob automatically looked up to the sky. Indeed, the darkness above revealed twinkles of stars as far as the eye could see. "I suppose that's also a good reason to live in such a small town. I've heard they're more difficult to see in cities."

[hiddengoldie]

She quickly shook her head, reaching for another towel to wrap around her hand, “It’s fine.”  She was thinking about the best way to get this taken care of and get back out here when he was by her side as she went to wrap her hand but, he took it and stopped what she was doing and thinking about.  She swallowed and nodded motioning towards the stock room, “The first aide kit is just over there.”  She wiggles her fingers a bit to demonstrate that she could definitely move them still.

She hadn’t actually been able to see it at this point thanks to the blood so she didn’t know the answer to how deep it was.  She shook her head, “I’m sure it’s nothing, just a scratch.  You don’t need to worry about it.  I’ll, get it cleaned up and come back and finished talking with you since that had been the plan.”  She gave him a bit of a smile even though her hand was currently aching.

[princeturnednurse]

For the amount of blood coating her hand, Jacob knew it was no mere scratch. "Come then, let's go get the kit. Grab yourself a clean cloth until we get there and hold it tightly to the wound. It'll slow the bleeding for now," he instructed her. Until they could clean it up, he had no way of knowing just how deep it was - or if any glass shards remained in the wound. Both things were important to know so that he could know whether a trip the to ER would be necessary or not.

He begun moving in the direction she'd indicated a moment before. "It shouldn't take too long to clean up if it's a mere gash. Just a bit of disinfectant and a decent bandaging. Luckily for you, I happen to know the best way to wrap wounded hands," he forced a half joke with a grin. Bedside manner, always make the patient feel comfortable, even in painful situations.

[black-ismycolour-blog]

{ late night }

[black-ismycolour-blog]

She noticed him falter a bit, and held back a short smile. She’d surprised him. Good. People needed to be surprised on occasion. It made things interesting. And she didn’t like to be bored. 

"Ah yes, well, that’s good to know. I’m sure you’ll make a fine addition to the staff once everything is complete." Of course the outright enthusiasm was like way too much sugar and sweetness and she could almost taste the overkill. What was it with these good people, always far too sweet for her taste? 

"Now, as it’s late," she said, moving around her desk to start gathering a few things, "you better run along. Wouldn’t want to miss the good doctor, now, would you?" 

[princeturnednurse]

The mayors kind words brought with them more confidence for Jacob. "Thank you madam mayor, I will certainly do my best," he assured her with a nod of the head. There would be no denying that he took great pride in his work. That helping the people of Storybrooke in any way possible was dear to his heart.

She was right about one thing however, it was rather late and one could never know how long the doctor would remain at work. "Right you are," Jacob agreed, adjusting the envelope so that he had a better hold on it. "I'll just be off then. Thank you for your time, and have a good evening."

[hiddengoldie]

She shook her head with a light laugh, “I work here, it takes quite a bit to weird me out, so no worries about getting too out there.”  She laughed more fully at the drunk comments, “I don’t see you being a lousy drunk.  I can see you being talkative and overly friendly but, that’s about where I think you’d go.”  She shrugged, “Who knows though you could surprise me and prove me wrong here.”

She shook her head, grabbing a clean washcloth and wiped down the counter where someone had spilled alcohol and she’d been delaying on cleaning up, “Look at this, I can talk and work at the same time.” She reached over to take his used glass and glanced around the bar, making sure they weren’t overly busy.  She already knew they weren’t, she would’ve seen if anyone walked in and they really hadn’t.  She shrugged, opening her mouth to ask about his job at the hospital when she dropped the glass to to floor.  ”Shoot.  One second.”  She bent down and started to grab the larger pieces and in the process sliced the palm of her hand open.  She stood up as the blood started to pool in her upturned palm and grabbed the nearest towel possible to wrap around it.  She was used to dealing with her own wounds and this one wasn’t any different.  ”Sorry about this I just need a secon…..” She cried out as she wrapped the towel around it and the alcohol she’d just wiped up came in contact with the freshly opened wound.  Dropping the towel onto the ground now as well.

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob had just let out a small laugh, about to agree with her sentiments about him being a talkative drunk. He wasn't sure about how friendly he would be, if it would reach to an overly friendly point but -- the sudden turn of events cut off his train of thoughts, no longer caring about what type of drunk he may or may not be.

Straight away, he moved into action. "How deep is it?" he questioned her, tearing his gaze away from her long enough to spot the opening of the bar and sliding off his seat to head for it. He barely contemplated if it were even legal for him to be behind the bar before throwing caution to the wind and doing so anyways. Once behind the counter, he leaned down to grab for the cloth. "Let's get you a clean cloth, or do you have a first aid kit around here?" he asked as he reached for her hand. "You're still able to move your fingers, yes?" He wanted to make sure she hadn't hit a nerve first of all, along with stopping the bleeding.

[princeturnednurse]

A Drink || Cara & Jacob

[hiddengoldie]

Cara nodded her head, she remembered faces even if she didn’t always remember names and his was one that didn’t seem like it entirely fit here at The Hole, much like she usually felt. She loved it here though, here she was hidden enough. Here she had Rylan at her back and he knew her story, well, enough of it that he usually kept an eye out for her. At least she told herself that. If he truly did she didn’t know. He had given her a job and a place to stay that made her feel more safe than if she was scraping by and fighting just to live. She’d’ve done that if she had to, just so she wouldn’t have to live with her anymore. She shook her head at this thought and focused back on the brunette boy in front of her. She smiled and nodded, he didn’t come in often because this wasn’t a place he generally liked to associate with but, it had it’s benefits for escaping reality. “Yes, it’s been a bit but, I can’t exactly tell you how long. I don’t keep track of people like that. Might make me come across as some form of a creepy stalker.” She spoke with a light laugh. She really did like her job and it’s how she made it through the more shady of characters she’d talk with here.

Cara smiled and nodded her head, this was what he normally got. She should’ve just retrieved the drink for him but, every now and then people liked to go off the beaten path and change things up so, she always left things open for them to do so. Unless she knew it was never going to happen. The brunette girl got out a tumblr and added some ice, pouring the drink into it. She then sent it with a small clink in front of him, “Anything else I can get for you right now?” Maybe he was hungry, she didn’t know but, she figured she’d offer and give him a smile. She glanced around the bar quickly and then back at him, busying her hands in front of her to make it look like she was working, just in case her boss decided to check on her. Make sure she was earning her room and what little extra he gave her at times. She noted the scrubs he was wearing and gave him that same soft smile on her lips, “Busy day at the hospital today? Or was it more like this.” She motioned one hand around her, indicating the bar and that is was one of the quieter nights for them.

[princeturnednurse]

Really, he was surprised that she remembered him at all. With all the faces she must tend to each night, it was a bit much to expect she'd take note of someone who popped in once every few weeks. But perhaps that was part of her job, just as much as remembering each patient was his. Even if they only ever appeared in the hospital once, Jacob had always done his best to remember their former ailment at the very least. "Just so long as your stalking doesn't reach levels of which make one fear for their life," he grinned slightly, "I doubt many here would mind you doing so." There would be no denying that the bartender was quite beautiful, not to mention friendly. Granted, such things may very well be part of the job description. Pretty, nice girls tended to attract men like no other from what Jacob had noticed. Even now as his eyes gazed around the bar, he could see at least one man eying her. "But perhaps it's in your best interests to not become a stalker."

Accepting the drink, he cupped a hand around the glass, relishing in the coolness the ice offered his warm hand. "I'm good for now, thank you," he answered with a smile. He hadn't eaten dinner tonight, so he ought to order a bit of food, but for now he couldn't really be bothered. Instead he lifted his drink to his lips, allowing the alcohol to burn down his throat. Wincing slightly, he set it down upon the bar again, the ice clanking against glass. He hadn't really noted just how slow things were, but now that she mentioned it, it seemed rather obvious. Typically when he'd come to the bar it buzzed with activity. Now it was near silent save for the jukebox and the occasional clash of billiard balls. Lifting his arm in a shrug he finally looked back to her. "It wasn't so bad, I've certainly had worse days." No one died today, at the very least. But it still nagged at the back of his mind that he'd screwed up his first impression with the other intern. The mere thought had him tossing his drink back once more, swiftly emptying the glass.

[theeuissilentgene]

"I guess one could look at it that way." He shrugged a bit. He wasn’t about to get into what was sad about his life. There really wasn’t any reason to speak that way with a complete stranger. "But to me it’s just part of life."

[princeturnednurse]

It all seemed rather strange to Jacob. While he could see how the psychology behind it all would be fascinating, sitting at bar each night to watch others suffer... how could one live in such a way? "I see," he murmured. "Well so long as it suits you, I hope that you find enjoyment in it."

[naughty-nautica]

"Eh, well close enough," she muttered back with a chuckle. A small nod and she shuffled to remove a hand from her pocket to extend it to the lad. "Charlotte. And I offer my apologies if I might have come off as a bit crass, old memories tend to linger and bear weight on an old lass." Ohhh so many memories, that these poor folk might not ever get back. The thought made her brow crease in worry, especially if her love was indeed here.

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob couldn't help but raise a brow as he extended a hand of his own to shake Charlotte's offered hand. For someone who claimed to be 'old', she didn't look to be more than forty at the most, and even that was pushing it in his mind. Though perhaps when he himself reached that age, he'd feel old as well. "It's been a pleasure Charlotte. Not to worry, we all have our rough days," he smiled as he let go of her hand.

[hiddengoldie]

The brunette nodded her head in agreement again.  It might be a bit dark as he mention but, truthfully it was more poetic in the way he spoke it and it fit the season perfectly.  She shook her head, “I don’t think it’s too dark.  I think it’s fitting and there isn’t much of a better way to put it than that.”  She gave him a small shrug.  She liked that he seemed like a genuinely good guy and had his own perspective on things.

She laughed softly and shook her head, “Sorry, we only do alcohol here.”  She turned to get a new glass and start opening the ale as soon as she spoke though, she shook her head, “I’m not tired of speaking with you at all and hearing your take on things.  I mean I know we’ve barely talked at this point but, I like how you put it.”  She smiled and set the glass down in front of him, “So, as long as you want to continue talking I’m more than okay with it.”

[princeturnednurse]

Perhaps it was merely the alcohol, but between her words and her bright smile, Jacob felt something unfamiliar stirring within him. Attraction? He'd never really dated before, having always put school and his internship above all else. "I'm glad to hear you're not entirely weirded out then," he replied, attempting to shake the thoughts away. Certainly it had to be the alcohol.

"Well you could continue to give me the usual, but I'm afraid you'd have another drunk on your hands," he joked back as he accepted the drink, sipping on it at once. "As for continuing to speak, I've no where else to be. Far as I'm aware I haven't got to be at the hospital until the afternoon," he told her without really thinking. "I just wouldn't want to hold you up from doing your job"

[hiddengoldie]

Cara couldn’t help but smile as he spoke in return, “I highly doubt I could if they were that deeply rooted in their love of the freezing temperatures.”  She shrugged slightly, “I Just think think there’s beauty in the way the world sort of seems to wake up after being asleep for the winter.  I think it’s even more of a change than the transition from Summer to Autumn.”  She shrugged a bit but, was still smiling that he thought she might be able to convince someone of something like that.  ”Thank you though.”

"It will." She nodded firmly, she completely believed that it would, "Even if it’s a bit late this year Spring never fails to be refreshing and beautiful."  She watched him finished off his drink and then motioned towards the now empty glass, "Would you like another?"

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob shook his head, a smile broad upon his face. Despite her dismissing the impact of her words, he knew his statement to be true. "I must agree about it's change being more significant. Almost as if the dead has reincarnated into something even more beautiful than before."

"Sorry, that was a bit dark, wasn't it?" he laughed softly. "Perhaps I'd be better to stay away from any more alcohol tonight. I'd rather not walk in the dark while drunk anyways. I wouldn't say no to an ale however, so long as you're not tired of me lingering about the bar speaking of the world dying and reincarnating."

[theeuissilentgene]

"You wouldn’t think there was but there is. There are always new people in here. And there is always a new story. I mean, I typically try to avoid talking of most of the people, but I know well enough by now which ones hold good stories." And which ones would provide a good home to get back into later. "Plus, it’s not like i have anything better to do with my time."

[princeturnednurse]

"Sounds like a very sad way to spend your nights. Living vicariously through those around you and their dark stories," Jacob mused with a frown. Now that the other male had opened his eyes, he couldn't help but try to see unwritten stories behind each attendee of the bar.

[black-ismycolour-blog]

{ late night }

[black-ismycolour-blog]

She nodded, satisfied, after a hard glare was leveled in his direction. “Good.” Of course, it was minor paperwork to any prying eyes, but the right prying eyes would be able to find things that didn’t need to be shared. Didn’t need to end up in other’s hands. Regina scribbled something upon a notepad, a hurried signature sprawled across the bottom before she folded the paper and stuffed it into an envelope (along with the check that already rested inside). 

"Be sure to return this directly to Dr. Whale. I’m sure he’ll be waiting for it… Jacob, isn’t it?” She stood, handing the envelope over to him as she came closer. “You enjoy your employment at the hospital, I take it?”

[princeturnednurse]

Surprised by receiving an envelope in return, Jacob faltered for a moment before accepting the envelope. He hadn't really intended on returning to the hospital tonight, as it was rather out of his way but... For all he knew this could be important information, something Dr. Whale did indeed need straight away. "Yes ma'am, Jacob Sanders," he told her as his fingers grasped the envelope.

A nervous smile crossed his face at her question. "It's not exactly employment, at least not yet. I'm an interning nurse. But yes, I do quite enjoy what I do every day," he confirmed, unable to hide his enthusiasm towards his life goals. The chance to help someone each and every day so that their lives would last even just a little longer? Such a thing was incomparable.

[naughty-nautica]

Her head came back down to a normal setting then, pausing a moment before turning to him with one of those ‘said smiles’. It was small, but it was real and she had been grateful for both the company and kindness. Most people who did tend to recgonize her, did so from her job at the Rabbit Hole and it wasn’t a glamorous one. “I’ll work on it. We’ll replace smiles for apples or something.” The little rhyme echoing in the back of her head as she spoke.

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob returned the small smile with one of his own, though his worry for the woman did not wane. "And nurses for doctors," he half joked. "I'm Jacob by the way. It has been a pleasure meeting you tonight." Even if the subjects had not been the lightest of things, he was never one for believing that any encounter ought to end on a good note if at all possible. One poor first meeting lingered in the back of his mind but he pushed it away, not wanting to ruin this first meeting.

[theeuissilentgene]

"It’s alright, I don’t have the money right now to be throwing around either." He told him with a small shrug. There was more then enough money already gambled away in this bar, but yet he just kept coming back for more. "Honestly, I don’t have an answer for that. I guess it’s the thrill of a new night." 

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob rose a brow at the other males explanation. "Is there really much of a thrill to be found here now that you know each and every story?" he wondered aloud before bringing his drink to his lips, pouring the last of it down his throat with a wince. "Surely there's more entertainment to be found elsewhere. For far less money."

[naughty-nautica]

Her face twisted into something sympathetic, thinking back on what once was good times and how quickly they had been ripped away. “I’m afraid my numbness is caused by something a trip to the doctor won’t cure, darling. The alcohol only tends to help make you forget it for a little while.” A gentle sigh and she was tilting her head back to glance at the stars. “But not forever. I’ll be sure to take my drink inside, better not to risk it.”

[princeturnednurse]

Jacob's eyebrows knit together in concern for the woman. Her problem was not of her body, but rather her mind. The mind, and in some perspectives, the heart; was not so easily cured. Far less studies had been done on psychology in comparison, and even he himself had not done much in the way of learning how the human mind worked more than to know how to medically fix it, rather than emotionally. "Yes, that might be for the best," he agreed, his voice soft and almost sad for he had no way of helping her further. "And take care of yourself, alright? A woman such as yourself deserves to smile." An inadequate response to be sure, but it was all he knew to say.

[black-ismycolour-blog]

{ late night }

[black-ismycolour-blog]

Her smile remained forced as the other entered, and she didn’t worry about rising from her chair. She simply waited until he came to her, handing the envelope over, which Regina took with both hands, setting it upon her glass-topped desk, hand resting atop it. So this must be it, she thought, curious to get to the contents. Not that she’d look at it with the other here. 

"And you’re sure you didn’t look inside?" she questioned, an eyebrow raising in curiosity. "Didn’t let curiosity get the better of you on the way over here? You can swear that to me?" Not that it would reveal anything of importance, not to a simple nurse. 

[princeturnednurse]

It did strike Jacob as slightly odd that the mayor chose not to dive directly into the envelope as most would. What concern of it was it to him though? His job had merely been to deliver it, not to obtain a return message or anything of the like. He thought that as soon as he'd handed it off to the mayor that he'd be able to leave. Not that he'd be questioned about his part in it all.

Eyebrows raising, he clasped his hands behind his back, one hand grasping around the other. "Quite sure, ma'am, I've no need to know its contents," he told her honestly. "I will swear upon my place in the hospital and any possible future jobs that I've no clue what happens to be inside." Really, the thought of its contents hadn't even crossed his mind more than briefly on his way to the City Hall. There had been far more pressing concerns of his own, such as how to repair his poor first impression upon the new interning nurse.

[theeuissilentgene]

"I spend a lot of time in this bar, and know a lot of people."

"He’s had a long day at work and is here to relax. See I give you an easy one and you don’t even try. I should have made some bets there. I could be rollin’ in the dough."

[princeturnednurse]

"It would figure," Jacob chuckled before reaching forwards and grabbing his drink. "Unfortunately I don't really have 'dough' to be gambling away, else you very well may have." No point in denying that he was an awful gambler. Or figuring out what was wrong with a person without their symptoms lain out before him. "So how about you? What brings you to this bar so frequently my friend?"