One who made me (dooone)

[GamingLord]

Jacob soon finished his sandwiched while Rosemary and Veni discussed things. Nodding a goodbye to Cian, he went off to join Veni in Rosemary's room.

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GL gave a confused look to Daphne, as one of his wings idly scratched the back of his head in confusion for a moment, until something finally seemed to click in his head.

GL: "Oh.... You're... both starting to have feelings for each other? Is that it? ...Uh, why, if I can ask?"

That was a bit confusing to the reapepr... wasn't he the one that cursed her in the first place?  

[GamingLord]

Jacob glanced around the room, taking it all in. Though there was something unnerving him, (and perhaps it was Rosemary and him thinking her still annoyed at him which was probably still likely.) despite some of the more disturbing aspects of the room, there was a sort of old charm and beauty to it he hadn't noticed before

He considered Veni's offer, and realized he still had some nerves about feeding the vampires.... well, when it wasn't a life and death situation. Taking a breath, he nodded, and began to unclasp his armor.  

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Running a hand through his hair, he took off his armor. Jacob then tried to relax and lower his mental defenses, chanting a few calming spells he knew.  

[GamingLord]

Jacob: What am I afraid of? Getting too close to you two is one thing... My lack of knowing how to act properly when somebody's is as physically close to me as they are when you're feeding off me is another...

"Alright," he said to Rosemary when she requested he take off his footwear.

The necromancer forced his head to become clear. After placing his armor in a corner of hte room, Jacob knelt down and removed his boots. He then eyed the book. Perhaps reading would prove to be a useful distraction.

Walking over towards the book, he picked it up, and gently leafed through it's pages, as it seemed to be rather old.  

[GamingLord]

He glanced back to respond, only to see that he was probably speaking to Rosemary. Jacob gave a deep breath, trying to truly relax, reading one of the fairy tales. While part of his mind focused on that, other parts became a bit melancholy as he thought about what being close to people had done to him just recently. He'd lost two of his greatest spirit mentors ever.

If he noticed Rosemary's increased agitation, he didn't say anything. Initially it seemed to bother him, but his mind was wandering as he started to somewhat space out into his own mind.

What if... what if that's why he wanted to bond with the vampires? He saw that they had many friends and people that cared for them and relied on them. Black especially. He'd seen so many families ruined or destroyed. Was that why he did what he did? Because he was loathe to see another family torn apart by some horrible force? It seemed likely. He had nothing to gain from this, honestly.

Are you so sure, Jacob? Perhaps you could learn a few lessons from being with these two.

Jacob lifted his head slightly at the voice of the invisible spirit. Only he had heard it.

Please, stop distancing yourself so much. You're only making your injuries greater. Like the vampires said, you will have a chance to make amends through a punishment, and all will be well again. The lady may not be pleased, but give her time, and she may be amiable yet again... the gentlemen certainly hasn't held much of a grudge against you.

The necromancer sighed a little as he tried to feign interest in the book, all while listening to the spirit that was speaking to him. Once it finished it's little chat, it surrounded Jacob with a calming aura before seemingly vanishing.  

[GamingLord]

Jacob closed the book and put it back where it belong, blinking with sudden confusion at the open palm before him. Hit her hand? As hard as he could? Did she... Without thinking, Jacob asked if she was sure. When that was confirmed, he readied his arm and threw as strong a punch as he possibly could, all while wondering what the point of this little excersise was.

*THWACK*

Solid... Very solid, that was how Jacob would describe punching Rosemary's open hand. Solid, but still with a cushion of flesh and skin over it, so it was a bit strange. Jacob shook ouot his hand.

Jacob: "Uhm, what was the point of that, if I may ask?"  

[GamingLord]

Jacob actually looked frustrated for a second. He wouldn't be able to handle his more fragile spell components for a while, at least until he adjusted to his newfound strength. Well, that would just reinforce the need for a break from his studies.

Jacob: "This is a bit more than what a strength enhancement spell would do... and without the after effect of exhaustion once it's cast has worn off. Fun? Hmmph, perhaps in the sarcastic sense of the word, sure. Well, at least the strength will come in handy in defense."