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I just wanna be the geeky energy weapons guy. Maybe ex-Brotherhood? Not sure just yet.
Well, that was that. Jacob was pissed enough already, and with Ivy stalking off and Carolyn trying to fan the flames, he decided to let them handle it. Because clearly he could do nothing right other than cause trouble. That this was the general opinion about him, Jacob had no doubt. Not even giving Carolyn a look, he walked off with his teeth clenched and returned to his room

/Jacob has left scenario 29

Scenario 30 (Open to passers-by): Phantoms

Jacob sat in his bed, prosthetic on the ground near one of the many ugly holes in the wall. He'd angrily thrown it off as soon as he got in, leaving yet another mark. He was sure he'd be paying for this-literally-down the line, but his temper was one of the many things he'd been losing control of.

Grabbing at his stump angrily, Jacob tried to massage it, but to little avail. After all, there was almost no pain in the stump: rather, the pain was in the lower part of his leg-the part that was no longer there. "It's called phantom pain, and many amputees suffer from it in some respect. There are...several theories as to the cause of it, but the results are the same: you feel pain in a limb you do not have. There are treatments involved, but they aren't panaceas. This....may be with you for a time to come, in addition to your other conditions. My apologies, Corporal Rockwell. I wish there was more we could do."

When he noticed his nails digging into the flesh just below his knee, Jacob forced himself to lay back and took a deep breath, grabbing the length of cloth he used for this and stuffing it in his mouth. Reaching over to the laptop next to him and turning on some music, he screamed through the cloth as the pain slowly started to fade. This wasn't a particularly rough episode, but he'd broken his mirror box after it failed to work a few times. He'd refused opioid and narcotic pain relievers, such as vicodin, when offered. Even now he didn't regret that much, though, because he always considered himself a serious risk factor for addiction.
This....could be interesting.

As for plot, I mean...we COULD follow the BASIC plot of NV, but that might be stale. Obviously, our group would need to be able to access the Lucky 38 in order to kill House, but how if not under the guise of helping him?
Jacob watched as Kyo got close, glad that somebody else was taking over. He...didn't know her well. He'd have felt too uncomfortable trying to bring her back to the infirmary. And then she flung the other boy back with a shout. He managed to look into her eyes and his heart nearly broke. What replaced it, almost immediately after, was unbridled fury. Something he hadn't felt in quite a while. These people.....they had hurt him and his fellow students. They'd nearly killed a few of them. Hell, they had committed a veritable act of war. But this....

This was what made him truly angry at them. He couldn't conceal it in his voice when others arrived, asking questions. "Yes. And whatever happened to her....they'll pay for it. Even if it kills me, I'll see to it that they all pay for it." He barely knew these people. Even the ones he'd been training with, he had at best a superficial understanding of who they were. But this was too much. He'd never been able to stand seeing the people around him in pain, and now that he watched this girl, who looked to be on the verge of shattering, he knew he had to stop them. "Thousands upon thousands of lives have been lost. Thousands more shattered by the knowledge that their son or husband or wife or daughter or father or mother....will never come home."

"This ends. I refuse to stand by and watch. I don't care if I have to stay up days at a time with Balthazar, training until my stump bleeds and the rest of my body burns in agony. I will do whatever I can to stop these bastards." He wasn't saying it to them, or to himself. He was saying it to say it. He was at his breaking point now.
silavor said
Is that OOC happening any time soon?


I'm beginning to doubt it...
Jacob was taking a typical run around the Academy grounds when he heard the gates open. He always turned his head to look when this stuff happened, but when he saw a barely familiar face that hadn't been around, he tripped, losing his prosthetic in the process. Cursing as he forced himself up with only half his leg, he watched the new arrival in shock. He'd barely known the girl, hell, he barely knew anybody in the Warehouse crew.

Still, he kept up to date with most of what had been happening, especially now that the training with Balthazar was a thing. Many of them were worried, and he was too. Though, his worry was more about the long-term implications of what this group of people were doing. Fumbling to grab the lower part of his leg, Jacob carefully reattached it, standing up to make sure everything worked before running over to her, calling out to a few people on a bench. "Quick, let's get her to the infirmary!" Anything else could wait. The questions could wait. The worrying could wait. Right now, they had to do something, and he was pretty sure of the proper course of action.
Quite alright, Caboose. Focus on getting better.
Looking around at the people conversing, Jacob almost managed to get interested, but then they started talking about personal time and leaving details conveniently unspoken.. He figured it was best, and easiest, to not try and get involved. Finally finishing his food, he started poking at his tray with the fork, a disappointed look on his face. "Well, looks like I'm done. Guess I'll see you folks another time."

/Jacob has left Scenario 26
Raising an eyebrow at Dark as he sat down, Jacob looked at Cancer and shrugged. "Guy's been training us. And by that, I mean he basically makes us do back-breaking work as much as he can to properly mold us into perfect little Wanderers. It's....usually not very pleasant." Picking at his food again, he yawned, barely managing to cover his mouth in time.
Scenario 26

Sighing, Jacob picked at his food and groaned. "I WAS sleeping halfway decently, but thanks to whatever shenanigans you kids got up to, I ended up with the stark reminder that Balthazar's beautiful face awaited me yet again. What was it this time?" Exasperated, Jacob went back to eating his food, the bags under his eyes more noticeable than ever before.
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