Jacob Bishop

Riley felt good, she felt better than good and it was shaping into being a great night. But, then again she was just happy to talk to him and to flirt with him as well. Riley was easy to please in that regards. “I know. I need to work on that.” She hummed, leaning forward and laughing. “This is a fantasy island, you know. I should be able to do it.” The truth was, she just hadn’t mentioned it to anyone yet and simply touched herself to the idea. But there were so many fantasies she was working her way through. “Is it a nice desk?” Riley teased, moving closer and touching his chest once more, fascinated with the feeling of his shirt and his sculpted muscles beneath. “Pretty please, professor?” She giggled, batting eyelashes and aware even in this state that she looked very tempting. 

Jacob thought it might be rather easy to enjoy himself at this University. Part of him thought he might feel bad with just how easy it was to be with others. But any sort of hesitation was erased, thanks to how Riley looked. Every inch of her was attractive to Jacob. Easy or difficult, he wanted her. “Isn’t every island you’re at considered a fantasy island?” he teased, his smirk growing with each syllable. Jacob never needed to use his Djinn abilities to attract women, he always felt that his ability to flirt was more than enough. His good looks were overkill. “You could be the one to tell me if it’s nice or not. I think your opinion matters a little more than mine,” he began, his hand reaching out. The back of his fingers ran up and down her waist as he spoke, “That was a pretty good attempt. How do I know how your lips feel though? Maybe you’d just be a waste of my time. Maybe you’re just being a tease, and all you wanna do is see my office. You could give me a preview, right now,” he suggested.

“Well, that will be quite the challenge,” she teased, grinning widely. “I don’t tire out easily. But, I’m definitely willing to try it out. I want to see just what you can do to me, after all.” She grinned wider. “Talking about dancing, of course.” She chuckled, shaking her head. She set her drink down, and stood up, taking his hand in her own. “Lead the way,” she said, her eyes shining slightly.

Ava always liked a bit of a game, a bit of a challenge. “Oh, that sounds like a good deal to me,” she giggled, nodding and grinning. She shifted just a little bit in her seat, and held out a hand towards him. Her lips quirked into a smirk, and she cocked a brow at him. “You’ve got yourself a deal, my friend,” she giggled. “Shall we make it official with a handshake?” She used her free hand to grab her drink, taking a good sip from it, watching him.

Jacob would probably take any excuse to come into physical contact with Ava. Even something as rudimentary as a handshake. His large, dark palm wrapped around her own smaller one. “I want wait to tire you out. Strictly talking about dancing of course,” he said through his grin. Jacob wanted to pull her in closer, but seeing as they were both sitting, things might have gone south, and he didn’t want to make her spill her drink. But the thought was certainly there. He instead pulled her up to her feet, as he stood up at his chair. “Why wait?” he suggested.

Jacob could be blunt at times. She could see how others would find such behaviour offensive but Thalia did not believe so. It was perhaps due to her upbringing that she was able to shrug it off so lightly, or that she had to deal with many of the truly cruel Masters here. Instead, she found that he challenged her and the others at this place. He was different and such was refreshing to see. Unlike others, she had nothing to hide and maybe that was why they seemed to get along, at least a little.

Thalia nodded at his question, and smiled a little apologetically. People often enquired at her background and the complexity of this often had her explaining for longer than was often considered polite. She didn’t wish to bore the man. “Yes, I’m human”, the redhead confirmed. “My mother was human, I think. I… Well, I never met her but this would be the only reason why” Often she wondered if things would have turned out differently had she become supernatural. Would she have been more like her sister? Or would she have been shunned further, perhaps acting as direct competition to her sister’s and mother’s legitimate place? “It’s… It’s not that bad. I grew up okay”, she pointed out, although not without hesitation. Jacob had a similar reaction to Riley when she found out. Deep down Thalia knew that they were right and that she had been treated unjustly but even know she found it difficult to admit such. It could have been worse, right? “But this place is better, I think. I’ve never been around so many people and most are kind to me”, she explained and then smiled. “including you”

Jacob really wasn’t trying to scare to intimidate her. He didn’t even think he was terribly scary, but he did enjoy his freedoms her, maybe more than most. Others seemed to use their role as a savior of sorts, and Jacob wasn’t interested in such a title. This was truly about having some fun in this tropical paradise. It was probably abrasive to the slaves here, including Thalia, who he genuinely enjoyed spending time with. “Well, if you’re human, probably then. But not impossible,” he said with a shrug, telling Thalia something she probably already knew. The djinn wasn’t terribly knowledgable of other species besides his own. Jacobs smile widened when she called him kind. Although he might not have agreed, it was nice to hear, if for anything just to be reminded of how well behaved Thalia is. “Thanks. I appreciate that. I think some people might disagree, but it is what it is. Most people aren’t as pretty as you, so I guess I go light on you. Is that your type though, nice guys? Or do you like the harsh, keep you in line types?” he asked. It was a rather forward question, but he knew that Thalia would be truthful, which gave him confidence to ask such a question. 

“Why is that? Don’t you wanna learn more about other people? It could help you understand more about someone else’s actions and the way they might think.” Everyone would act different depending what species they were and their past of course. Some species would act and make decisions with their instincts and other logic. It really did helped to understand someone. Kylie laughed along with him, “I mean yeah but I don’t think everything on the internet is accurate. I think it’s more interesting to learn from someone instead. It’s more fun that way and you get more details and personal views than what you read online or in a book.” she explained. “What’s his name? I’ll definitely ask him some advices.”

Jacob shook his head, a smile sprawling across his lips as she explained her thinking. “You think you can tell how someone thinks by their species?” He asked her. It wasn’t meant to sound very sarcastic, but certainly with a tone of apprehension. Supernatural species had different abilities, but you couldn’t tell much about them based on those aspects. “Just admit it. You want to know how you can get back at humans, now that you’re a supernatural creature. It’s okay to feel that way. You wouldn’t be the first to want to exploit humans,” he said with a laugh. Jacob didn’t view himself as explicitly threaten, more than anything he was joking with the woman. “Itssss… hold on,” he said as he searched the back of his memory. “I know that branch of the family is the Reyes’. But I’m blanking on his first name,” Jacob admitted.

“There’s always something to learn about every species.” she chuckled. She always been interested about learning about other species. She knew there was a bunch of book in the library she could take and read about them but she wasn’t much of a reader. It was also more interesting to learn from someone who actually was a part of the species. It was the same about wanting to learn about her own species. She wanted to learn from one of her kind. “Oh gosh i’m so sorry.” she quickly apologized, feeling her cheeks burning slightly. “I don’t know why I thought that. What brought you here then? Did you like read about the place or you knew someone here?” she asked. “It’s a beautiful place, i’m not gonna lie. What’s your favorite place on the island?”

“I mean, I guess. Personally I just, never had an interest in knowing about another species besides my own,” he said with a shrug. Maybe it was because he was so conceited, but he really didn’t care about another species, especially considering he felt as though Djinn’s were superior to all others. “Plus I mean, can’t you just like google that shit?” he asked her playfully. His tone wasn’t meant to inspire condescension, it was simply a joke. He couldn’t imagine what some websites might say about the prospect of supernatural species.  “No it’s cool. I guess now I’m supposed to assume this place is filled with intelligent charming good look guys, and that’s why you got me confused with someone else. I have a cousin who teaches here. Remember, I said you should go and chat with him about being a werewolf. He teaches something about species or magic or something. Instead of something actually academic, he chose to specialize in something pretty trivial,” he added.

Ava licked her lips a little bit as she watched the man. He was teasing her, and she had a feeling he knew just what he was doing. She bit her lip and leaned in a little closer. “Don’t underestimate me, darling,” she teased, a wicked little grin spreading across her lips. “I’m quite capable of taking on just about anyone…” She bit her lip a little bit. “In dancing, of course.” She giggled a little, her eyes looking him over, not bothering to be subtle about it. “Maybe, we can put the challenge to the test. See if we make a good pair. What do you say to that?” she asked, cocking her head to the side. She looked down at her glass, running her fingertip across the rim, humming a little to herself, clearly thinking about something a bit more than just dancing.

Jacob liked nothing more than a battle of flirting. Of all the things he deemed himself as “talented” he thought some playful banter was what he fancied himself to be the best at. Ava was a worthy opponent. “I think that seems like a good deal. But we should make it interesting.  if I can keep up with you, I get to choose our next activity. And, if I can’t then, I don’t know maybe I’ll let you buy me another drink sometime or something,” he said playfully to her. Jacob leaned back slightly, eying her over to figure out her response. “As for underestimating you, I wouldn’t be so dumb. I come from the legal field. We know that assumptions don’t mean a thing,” he added.

Tallulah had a difficult time reading the man. Men usually weren’t this straight-forward with her unless they wanted something. But he had neither asked for anything nor did he seems as threatening as the rest of them, perhaps only a little confused, perhaps a little like her.

“I only noticed you when you appeared behind me and spoke to me”, the girl clarified bluntly. Her voice was rougher than one would expect if judging by her small frame. Lula always thought this would change as she came to eat more regularly and sleep more comfortably, though it never did. Slaves. She did not shudder but felt distinctly more uncomfortable hearing the word. A hand reached to touch her collar. She had argued her case so often that she knew it would be futile to do so again. “And now I am definitely not interested”

Jacob refrained from rolling his eyes at her response with a seemingly harmless smile on his face. It was a look of frustration more than anything. Not because she hadn’t been looking at him, but because she wasn’t reciprocating his flirting or even really acknowledging it. He thought that a slave should be far more willing to humor him, if not entertain him. His words went nothing to him, he didn’t think those feelings could actually be valid. “Mmmmm, no. I don’t believe that,” he said, tapping his chin as he spoke. Jacob put a playful tone on his words, wondering if anything he could break down her seemingly cold aura. “Look, you wanted my attention and you got it. You don’t gotta play hard to get anymore. Does this usually work? You peering into a coffee shop to try and get someones attention? It’s a bold move. You could just show some more of your legs and that would probably be more affective,” he teased. 

Ava watched him, her eyes shimmering slightly with interest. He wasn’t intimidated by her. Or, if he was, he didn’t show it. He seemed to hold onto her words, which went a long way with the she wolf. “I think I do,” she said. “I have one student who refuses to say anything in my class,” she chuckled. “But, I don’t judge. I know I can leave some speechless.” She grinned widely, showing that she was just teasing. Though, the thought was kind of amusing. “Oh, I’m going to tease,” she said, leaning in a little bit closer, and tucking her hair back behind one ear. “I’m going to tease, and see if you will take me up on whatever falls from this mouth.” She grinned wickedly.

Jacob could flirt with the best of them. He treated it more like an olympic sport than casual activity. But Ava seemed like she could hang with him, or even test him on his abilities regarding that. It only made his attraction for her intensify, and add to the enjoyment of the evening with her. “Yeah, you can’t blame him or her. You’re intelligent, successful. And you’re pretty easy on the eyes. The way you move your body in class, I can imagine you must be a pretty popular professor on this campus. Among both students and faculty,” he teased, flashing a grin to her. Jacob did see himself as a bit of a flatterer. But he didn’t ever say anything he didn’t actually think of believe. “You make that sound like its a bad thing. Tease away. And make me dance with you. I have a feeling when we’re done dancing, you’re going to be pleading for more with me,” he added, his smile not eroding a single bit. His eyes looked her over, letting the woman know exactly what was on his mind. “I doubt you have trouble luring people in. But I have a feeling you’ve bitten off a bit more than you can chew with me.”

“I was surprised that a place like this existed. I didn’t even know supernaturals existed when I first came in. All of our rights being taken away and knowing that literally anything could happen in any moment to us is terrifying.” She still couldn’t believe a place like this still existed. “I know a few werewolves. And I know they will be happy to teach me a few things. I might not be able to experience anything soon but I don’t really mind. It’s nice to have a little break.” she added. It was different from the people who actually had good experiences when they were in their wolf form. Not being able to have access to those things anymore must be so devastating. “Why did you come back to the island?” she asked curiously.

Jacob wasn’t nervous about saying something that might offend someone. He was supremely confident, and felt an air of superiority about him thanks to being a djinn. There was no sense in sugarcoating the power dynamics between him and humans. And at this place, even fellow superiors could be underneath him, thanks to the collars they wore like Kylie did. “What is there to know about being a wolf anyway?” he said in a joking manner. He always found it fascinating how some supernaturals could be turned. It was difficult to understand how a human could deal with that kind of change. “Come back? No, I’ve never been here before. I spent quite a bit of time on another island close to here. Jamaica. But it’s much different than this place,” he said with a laugh. He regarded Jamaica just as much a place he grew up as Britain. 

Tallulah had examined the other only through the reflection until now. The man’s features looked a lot more prominent from close-up, the colour of his skin and clothes brighter, though his presence more imposing. In a way, he looked more like the people she was used to seeing – not the snobby, upper-class puppets that roamed both the island and her old world. He seemed young too.

“But I was here before you”, the girl stated what she thought to be obvious and shook her head. There was a hint of humour and perhaps pride in her expression, though she tried her best not to show it. “Which means you were checking me out. You still are”, the elemental continued. “But I’m not interested”

It was usually pretty easy for Jacob to talk to someone without being prompted. It was a mix of confidence, bravery and being extroverted. But here, it was effortless when confronting the slaves here. It didn’t really matter what they thought of him or what he wanted, he had all the power in that relationship. But the way the woman was eying him from outside the storefront meant she was clearly into him, at least until she corrected his assumptions. He shook his head at her ,taking a sip of his coffee. “Really? I don’t think I noticed you when I get here. But that means you noticed me when I got here,” he said with a confident smirk. Jacob didn’t care how obvious it was that he was checking her out. That was what she was here for, wasn’t it? “Harsh. Plus I didn’t know slaves were allowed to be picky,” he said with a shrug. 

 Although there was still much they had to find out about each other, it certainly felt like they had known each other for longer than they did. Jacob seemed open and happy to answer whichever question she had, his answers perhaps only biased by his high opinion of himself. But Thalia did not mind that. Not only was she used to that, but also did she consider his confidence and the way he expressed his thoughts endearing. “What, no! I mean…” Thalia shook his head and chuckled then as she realized he was once again teasing her. “Well, I suppose that is true too. I got to spend some time with you today – and hopefully in the future”

“It’s different in some regards, of course. I didn’t live in a cell, for example. But…”, Thalia trailed off as she thought about how to best explain her situation. “Most people know this already so I thought I should be upfront about this. So… Well, I grew up in a household of demons. My father is an incubus and my real mother must have been human, but I grew up with my father’s family.” Her cheeks then flushed a little and her gaze lowered. Too much time had passed for her to still truly believe the following explanation, though she stuck to the words she was so familiar with. “My step-mother and sister used to feed from me like… It was like paying rent, I think. And because they were so kind to take me up. Soo… Yeah?”

From what he could gather from Thalia, she was quite popular among the masters here. It wasn’t a huge shock, considering how polite she was. Some of his more unruly students were slaves here. It always confused him slightly, thinking they should be on better behavior than the full paying students here. Perhaps that was where his appreciation for Thalia came from, aside from her beauty. Jacob also enjoyed how easy it was to frazzle her, either with his advances or teasing - usually both. “Oh for sure. Any time you want,” he responded with a sly, flirtatious smirk. 

Jacob was surprised to hear about her past. Despite some of the terrible shit he had lived through, it didn’t sound nearly as bad as what Thalia endured. “Damn, demons? Wait, you’re human right? Sooo how the hell did that work out?” he asked with a raise of his brow. He could have sworn she mentioned she was human when they first met. But at this school it was more than possible for him to confuse her species with another. “Wow. Thats... pretty fucked up. So I guess in some ways this place is even better for you, yeah? I mean, besides from getting to spend time with me, you at least don’t have to deal with the family dynamics of home,” he asked her with a shrug of his shoulders. Jacob tried to be respectful, not wanting to make her feel bad for the obvious abuse she had to deal with from her family. 

Ava watched him. She could tell he was taking in her words, which complimented her in of itself, and made her want to open up more to him. She felt comfortable around him, and really felt as though she could be herself. This was hard, sometimes, though. It was hard for her to be herself, and to open up with most. But, he made her feel at ease. She laughed a little at this. “I will do that,” she said, winking at him. “If anything, it may shake things up a little bit.” She giggled softly, ducking her head just a little bit, before looking back up at him. “I think we’d make quite the pair,” she said. “Though, if it’s a dance you want, you don’t have to take over a class for me.”

Honestly, Jacob hadn’t gotten close to many people since getting here. Part of it was simply getting used to his new surroundings and settling in, but also very few people here interested him. Ava was different in that sense, certainly. More than just for her outrageously attractive, which was definitely eye catching, but she seemed interesting to him. Mysterious in a way, definitely not an open book. Jacob enjoyed that aspect of her, leading him to this evening with her. “For sure. I’ll gladly step in if needed. Show them how it’s done. I can imagine every single time you try to use one of your students as a partner to show a move, must intimidate the hell out of them huh?” he said with a slight laugh. Jacob liked the image of someone shaking when getting Ava’s attention. “No? You sure about that? Don’t tease me like that. I’ll end up showing up randomly at your house to cash that check sometime,” he added.