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Once again looking between the woman, who was know in his room, and what she was offering, Jacob shrugged and took it from her hands. Inhaling some of the smoke, he coughed roughly, pulling the pipe away from him. "Holy....holy shit. That was like....shit, that was like the first time I had Scotch." Pulling it back up to his mouth, he inhaled some more and coughed yet again. "This...ain't too bad, I guess." Forcing the words out between gasps, he chuckled a bit. Even with the pain still plaguing the back of his mind, he at least had something to occupy him for now.
Looking between the bag and the woman in front of him, Jacob frowned. "I....that's...." Illegal? Who cared? Immoral? It wasn't any worse than drinking, and he'd done that a few times. It could offer some relief. Probably, at least. Sighing, he restarted his sentence. "That's probably a half-decent idea, cuz you're goddamned right about the Tylenol. I don't have anything to smoke with, though..." Nor did he have a lighter. Or matches. He didn't need really them, and having things like that around was at best unnecessary.
Jacob blushed at the first words out of Blair's mouth. That much was to be expected, but hearing it outright was another matter. Grimacing at her comment, he shrugged. "Call it paranoia. I'm...too worried about getting addicted to something. I've heard too many stories about friends divebombing after they came back....they offered me all sorts of shit, but the most I'll touch is extra-strength Tylenol." Taking a few deep breaths, he rolled his jeans up, exposing his stump, and started to massage it a bit. The relief was nominal at best, but anything was welcome.
Blinking slowly as his mind registered the sound of banging on the other side of his door, Jacob sat up slowly, his music still playing in the background. He couldn't remember where the other half of his leg was, and the person out there sounded a bit worried. Well, far be it from him to cause others issues. Forcing himself off the bed with a grunt, he fell to the ground, now on his knees. Shuffling his way over to the door, he opened it and looked out, before realizing the cloth was still in his mouth. Awkwardly removing it, he looked up at the girl in front of him.

She was just a bit short compared to the one-footed man kneeling in front of her, or she would be if he were standing. The similarities between their choice of dress didn't escape him, though: the boots and the jacket covering her made Jacob half-smile. Letting out a groan and clutching at the back of his leg where the pain was harassing him, he forced the smile to stay on his face. "Uh....yeah, I'm-"

Clenching his jaw and cursing mentally, Jacob felt his hand clench shut as the pain got to him for a moment. "I...just pain. Just regular old....regular old amputee pain stuff." This was going nowhere. He always had difficulty explaining his phantom pains, not that he'd had to do so very much. "It's a thing that happens...."

Trying and failing to suppress another moan of pain, he fell back, pushing his legs out to the side, lying on his back and looking up at the girl in front of him. "You're the first person who ever actually interrupted this...I wonder what everybody else thought." Managing a chuckle, Jacob looked around the room, trying to catch his attention on something before sighing and looking back at his...guest? "But yeah....I'm....okay, I guess?" He could barely even convince himself.
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I was thinking a project they'd have to work on. Give them lots of time they'd have to spend with each other.


This can only end badly....
Yeah, that might happen. It could be any class, really. English, Gym, whatever. Anything they'd both be in.
Connor is his only real friend. He's friendly but not overly buddy-buddy (not so far, at least) with Julie, Acacia, Silas, Wren and Alex.

As for activities, he's the Commanding Officer for the JROTC, shows up at the Room for Tolerance sometimes, President of the Airsoft Club, and shows up at the Aeronautics and Space club when he can.
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do it.


We will have to find some place for them to bump into each other. And then have to deal with each other, because unless he ABSOLUTELY HAS TO, Jacob will retreat from Eliza like 99% of the time. Because butts to you.
Same with Jacob. A Jacob/Eliza interaction might be interesting, but it would just be a bit too awkward
Yes, six, yes you are.
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