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@mafiamade. ( jakob & ) tony.
“Do I look like shit -- ok. Yes. -- but. Do I feel like shit...also yes. Yes very much so. I feel...awful.” but just as rapidly as his statement is released, Jakob clasps his hands together in a prayer motion and purses his lips. “But I need you to not worry since I’ve been in remission for a long, long time now...it’s...probably my blood sugar or something...”
@mafiamade. ( jakob & ) tony.
“Hey Babe?! -- I got a haircut and now I’m ready to...” he turns the corner only to find the love of his life cleaning frantically. “Uh -- “ Jakob raises his brows, hands landing upon his hips as he stares in awe and concern. He knows the reasoning behind Tony’s tendencies...so, should he bring up that the doctor’s appointment is in an hour...or?? “Hello my love...” he begins, blowing out some air from his lips to suppress any judgement. -- Not that there was much to begin with because he’s fully understanding.
@deviilchild. ( jakob & ) matt.
“Matt --- I’m going to ask you to be extremely real with me. Just--look me in the eyes and tell me there are no more secrets, man.” His gaze is almost pleading, but soft. He could raise his voice, he could get angry, instead, he’s typical Jakob -- soft, and forgiving.
@theimpalpable. ( jakob ) & lexine.
“Excuse me,” he softly approaches, folding his hands in his pockets. “H-hi. I uh...saw you from my bar and I--well I saw you walk in with one of my close friends and now you are rather transfixed on the photography which is amazing work done by a close friend of mine and NOW I’m rambling I just...felt compelled to introduce myself. -- My name’s Jakob.” he extends his hand firmly and warmly, offering a smile.
@musichealed. ( jakob ) & matt.
He shouldn’t be surprised. Windsor WOULD pull a stunt like this. He’d been anticipating meeting up for a luncheon, just to get on better terms together. Sure, they talked things over, but it didn’t mean they were entirely a-ok. They still had a lot to work on...and now? Instead of Windsor showing up, it’s her new boyfriend ...greeaaaat. He furrows his brow, attempting NOT to scowl and sighs as he adjusts in his seat.
“I’d make a scene except this is so like Windy. And I worked out this morning, so my leg is tired.” he smirks.
@theimpalpable. ( young jakob & ) young samuel.
“Well well, look what the cat dragged in...”
@depictedblue. cassie ( & jakob. )
They (whoever -- 'they' is...) say NYC is almost as powerful as good ole tinsel town -- that it's the city that will push you outside from your limits and introduce adventure and life back into your lungs. Jakob isn't such about the latter considering it's fairly difficult for him to bask in the smog and smoke contaminated oxygen. But Hell -- he's already survived what? Two stints of cancer, including a cluster of tumors against his lungs... cool -- he's so thrilled that it could come back in a matter of days with the way people are sucking their muscles dry with nicotine and toxins. Jakob's nose noticeably scrunches as he dashes through the crowd as best he can (his usual confident sort of 'hobble'). He's mastered his prosthetic stride, long before his trek to the east coast. He hurriedly turns the corner and is bound by relief when he spots the familiar blonde sitting at a booth in the cafe she'd chosen to meet up. Admittedly, he had been a bit surprised when the bombshell had reached out when she discovered he would be in the confines of the same destination she'd set her heart on. Instantly, a smile grows upon his lips, straight through to his eyes. He's thrilled to see her, even despite their odd bit of falling out -- but that's just past drama that they need not delve into. Everyone makes mistakes, himself included - despite what people might say about him, Jakob maintains that he's anything but a saint. His momma just raised him right. Does that make him boring? --He wouldn't care even if it did or does. "Of all the cities in the world you had to stumble back into mine. What's up, Blue-eyes?"
@manhattanopus. ( jakob & ) mayven.
“Well hello lil lady!” Jakob cheers, holding up the little box of juice that Kaila had given to him. He isn’t allowed to drink while he’s on Chemo. He sips dramatically from the straw and sighs in satisfaction before instigating: “What will your poison be? I’m the boss. I can get you whatever you want.” he muses, providing a cheeky grin, but there’s tiredness behind his eyes.
