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okay you’re getting a mix of modern and canon for this one lmao

so I think the most important thing ( and this works for both verses ) is just how protective Jack is of his little sister? and this really derives from the fact that Jack felt extremely responsible for her growing up ( whether Maria was alive for much of that or not ). particularly where they’re separated from Teague, Jack feels as though he has both his mum and his sister to look after so it gives him this weight of responsibility tbh. so basically, even though he knows Izzy can take care of herself, Jack still goes into protective big brother mode if and when anything happens ( which it does because she’s fighty as hell lmao )

this means that in modern, Izzy gets into the fights at school and Jack has to constantly bail her out lmfao

also what you definitely shouldn’t imagine is later on in their school years ( in an au?? where Maria is dead honestly idk whether she is alive or not where Izzy is concerned lmao I totally wing it ), Jack trying to attend Izzy’s parents’ evenings with her teachers as her brother because Teague isn’t interested in going ((:

when Jack is first forced to leave London and go travelling ( after all the EITC equivalent stuff goes down ), even though he has to leave his sister behind, he tries to stay in contact with her and will occasionally send her weird trinkets and keepsakes from wherever he’s living ( and this is what influences Izzy to go travelling herself B) )

you are the sweetest lil angel ever! i’m forever heart eyes

       Few things riled him quite as much as the brash, cocksure men with a need to prove themselves. Lawrence worked with enough of them, but they were often reckless, causing more damage than assistance in his ultimate goal of providing weapons to the revolutionaries on the front line. He’d been ready to push himself off the bar and handle it when he’d heard Maeve at his ear, eyes drawn to the brush of her fingers across his knuckles. His blind anger began to ebb away at once, and it was with a more level-head that he turned to regard the madam. ‟ I’d keep the blood off your floor, Maeve. ” He spared the man another look. ‟ Bastards like him ain’t worth makin’ a mess of. ”

    ❛ who  are  you  to  order  me  around? ❜  she  demanded  hotly.   it  had  been  YEARS  since  she’d  last  seen  him,  years  since  he’d  walked  out  the  door,  and  still  her  ego   ( and  her  HEART )   remained  bruised.   ❛ you  don’t  get  to  come  back  after  all  this  time  and  tell  me  what  i  should  or  shouldn’t  do! ❜

                 “I think it’s YOUR TURN,” he grumbles, still half-asleep as a familiar cry rings through the baby monitor beside the bed. “I don’t know who she got those lungs from, but I think we’re gonna need to have words...”