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Jᴀᴄᴏʙ Fʀʏᴇ "I'm no criminal. I just do as I please."

 

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Delivery

[chrisisofaith]

[There's a few things left in various places for Jacob that Chris is sure will be found. The Arena, the Eagle, and once he's sure he's spotted the house Jacob intends to take up in, the front porch by the door there as well.

At least if he's wrong, whoever's living there will get a random present.

At the Eagle, a set of daggers are wrapped and stashed with a 'J' note attached and a black feather.

At the house a lamp awaits. A fixed to the package is a note:]

"Happy House Warming"

[Meanwhile, at the Arena, is a Pendant with another note attached:]

"I'll trade you. I'll keep your coin, you take this. It's lightly enchanted. If you squeeze it, it will give you a short burst of speed and agility.
Stay safe"

Text | un: betterintexass

[handleyourshit]

If you've got a minute, I'd like to formally invite you over to my place or somewhere else you choose.

text [un: Rook ]

[assassin_daddy]

Never let it be said I turn down an invitation from a lady. Tell me when and I'll come by.

Text; un: Ravens

[chrisisofaith]

[He likes sending little texts and pictures to those he cares about, little nothings that show he thinks of them when his words don’t always serve him. Though, sometimes, it’s to quiet a darker part of him that whispers more cruel things that he needs to chase away.

Regardless, as he is sometimes one to do, he starts with a picture. Usually it’s something neat he thought Jacob would like or a view that would be impossible to anyone but them, but today, it’s a bird.]

Ive been had

[assassin_daddy]

How have you been had exactly? It seems to me you have a lovely companion.

text | un: bigred

[redrighthanded]

hey
want to get a drink tonight?

[assassin_daddy]

As you twisted my arm, of course. Where do you fancy? I'm not going to the Eagle tonight. I'll end up working.

Text; Un: Ravens | Post Tumenalia

[chrisisofaith]

How's one of the most handsome men in all of the city fairing this slightly misty morning?

[assassin_daddy]

Thats a very good question, how are you love?

un: nonagon; text

[truthisvicious]

You ever sort out your contract business?

If you did, that offer to come around the Hollow still open?

[He'd been in jail for the better part of the month, but he's out now with a contract of his own.]

[assassin_daddy]

Yes- I've got a contract with Rosita, although I don't know if you're acquainted.

And yes, of course it is. Come round, we'll eat and you can tell me how you're faring.

[cryfrustration]

Delivery!

On the morning of December 24th, a package will be delivered to the Broken Hollow. Attached is a ridiculous campy card that reads:

Jacob,

When I said it had to be the right kind...  Happy Wintersday!

- Vrenille

Inside the box is a green union suit made of stretchy jersey knit cotton and an easy open snap closure that goes from the chest all the way down and under to the top of the butt. (It's definitely an upgrade from the Victorian models.)

Delivery; 12/25

[ragingnature]

[ On the 25th there's be a carefully wrapped present left for Jacob on the doorstep. When he opens it he'll find a light dark green with his initials at one end surrounded by Jacob's ladder flowers. ]

[gift]

[shadowstrikes]

[Before Dec 25th lands, Jacob gets a delivery along with a simple, handwritten note:]

figured since you're getting on a bit now that we better make sure we're keeping you safe on those dangerous winter streets. happy wintersday!
~H

gift delivery

[kimmish]

[At some point on the 24th, Jacob will receive a small package on his doorstep, with a nice pair of lined leather gloves inside. There's a nice little card with a bit of a note tucked into the box:

'Merry Christmas
-Kim Secretan']

Delivery 12/31

[chrisisofaith]

[There's a present delivered the last day of the year, marked with a tag that holds the printed picture of a raven on it. A letter inside accompanies the present itself, sealed with silver wax that holds the signet press of two crossed feathers topped with a cluster of three six-pointed stars.]

May I share my bounty with you that you have plenty of your own for this new year.
I know you're not much a man for material things, but I have at least one to give you. There's a whole set of words for stating the intentions of the heart and being under the protection of house Sonom. If you want them, come ask me for them, but for now, I hope you'll accept this favor and wear my colors as your own.
I love you more than my next breath.
Happy Candleglow
-C.S.

[Jacob will find a small velvet box inside the package. Inside is a ring.]

[handleyourshit]

Rosita has been busy for most of December, and that's carried over into the new year; she's not inaccessible to her friends, but she's taking her SIN guard training seriously, in part because she takes everything she sets her mind to seriously and in part because the natives training her are certainly uninterested in doing her any favors. She's worn out and often sore after her days at the academy, but she still comes round to the Hollow to help with repairing or installing the things she promised she would, and it still seems to soothe her even when she's frustrated. She likes it, outside of the city.

Today though she sends Jacob a text to find out where he is for the first time in a few days and she says she'll meet him there, that they need to talk. She's only been to the Spread Eagle briefly in passing once or twice, never stayed for any appreciable time, though it's not because she's worried about the Down or because she isn't curious, but rather - especially now that she's associated with the SIN guards, even if it's still pretty flimsy at this point - to give Jacob his space.

She has a manila folder under one arm when she walks in today though, fresh bruises, and her hair half the length it was the last time she came around. She still smiles - her small, wry one - and waves when she spots him though.

[assassin_daddy]

The Eagle is open to all, LIERS and natives, submissives and dominants. But the nature of what is discussed within these walls makes SIN Guards an unwelcome sight. Thankfully she's only a trainee, and not in uniform, so knowledge of her new affiliation isn't widely known, yet. When it is, Jacob may have to ask her not to come to his legitimate businesses, at least by the front entrance.

Jacob is easy to spot- he's still favouring those old-fashioned style clothes, the dark embroidered waistcoat over a white shirt. He still wears the same sort of trousers, the same big boots. Even if she wasn't familiar with his face, with his eyepatch, if someone asked you to point out the Victorian in the room, you could do it.

He nods a greeting to her, and reaches for a bottle kept under the bar. There's a little nook, just off to one side, closed off by panels that go from floor to ceiling, which make it a little room, private to the rest of the bar. He leads her in there, closing the door behind them.

"Thought it better to talk here," He says, sitting down on the bench seat on one side of the table, letting her sit opposite him on the other, or sit next to him if she likes. "Three months goes by quickly, doesn't it?"

text | un: bigred

[redrighthanded]

[ A digital invite arrives! It's a photo of a very nice looking butt wearing lacy red lingerie, pulled up to show off a tattoo of a red heart with devil horns and a spade-tipped tail. Some might recognise said butt and tattoo as belonging to Harley Quinn.

Underneath, in flowy font, is written: ]

PLEASE COME TO OUR
TOTALLY ROMANTIC VALENTINE'S ORGY!

FRIENDS AND COMPANIONS AND +1'S WELCOME
BYOT (BRING YOUR OWN TOYS)
AT THE WAREHOUSE, VALENTINE'S WEEKEND (ALL WEEKEND!!)

~ LOVE AND KISSES,
HARLEY & HELLBOY ~
XOXOXOXOX

[ And another message just for Jacob: ]

and an extra kiss from me x

[assassin_daddy]

How many gallons of lube have you ordered?

Text; un: Ravens

[chrisisofaith]

Funny story: I'm set to be in the people Zoo for about a week starting this morning. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, didn't want to worry you.

[assassin_daddy]

Telling me at the last moment isn't going to stop me worrying, Chris.

It simply means I have less time to think of solutions.

[dezza]

[ It's the next day when she swings by, and she's glad to do it. Maybe it's a little fancy for her tastes (because of the absence of the scrap piles and half-severed limbs of Omnics for decoration, for instance), but she gets in there, inhales as she starts to poke around looking for this Frye bloke and picks it up. That after bite of sweat and blood, dirt that never quite got out and then she sighed out.

Finally. Home.

It's a bit more digging around before she finally sees pointed in his direction, his office. She bangs on the door frame, sticking her head in and clearing her throat: ]

You that Frye fella?

[ And true to her word, she is as she said. Big. All seven feet that had to stoop to fit under the door frame. Spikes jutting from her forehead, another foot of spiked hair and an ill-fitting hoodie to ward off the cold that only just barely fit across her broad shoulders. ]

[assassin_daddy]

[ If she thinks the Arena is fancy, it's a good thing she's not been to the cleaner, future-style gyms others have set up. The Arena is a no-nonsense sort of place and hes a no-nonsense sort of bloke, and the very fact he doesnt put up with shit means that the giant of a woman who comes into his establishment is clocked immediately by the staff.

No one gets in her way, but Jacob is alerted to her presence before she gets anywhere near his office. Which means anything sensative is stowed away and he's up, watching the rings below from the glass window that overlooks the main body of the warehouse.

He was expecting her anyway, but he wasnt expecting so much of her. He has met tall men, Hellboy is a good head taller than her again, but women that height are...

Well. Hes old and wise wnough not to stare openly anymore at least.]

That's me. And you must be the Queen? How are you settling into the place? I'm sure you're finding it very different from home.

[ They spoke, he recalls, albeit briefly, on the network some weeks ago. But if she did go around to the Eagle, it aas when he wasnt there. ]

text | un: bigred

[redrighthanded]

[ Right after that announcement on the TV, he's already reaching for his phone. ]

you see that thing from the Creator guy?

[assassin_daddy]

Oh boy did I.

Fancy a walk up there?