@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?"
