00[15:00] <Terry> The 'somber' sound of a 1940 Indian Scout Bobber could be hear out side the home off to the side as an engine was reved up. The sound seemed to shoot up sevral times before it cut silent. Out side, Terry was previously working on his boe and was testing a few things out. Satified with his work he switched it off and sighed taking a terri rag up and cleaning the grin from his hands and the sweat from his brow.
06[15:07] * Jack is in the living room, curled up on the couch with a copy of Reaper Man, on a semi-annual read-through. The book's spine has obviously seen better days. She looks up as her peaceful book-reading in interrupted by the sound of an engine revving. It's not an unpleasant sound, really - after all, she herself drives a classic muscle car. Nonetheless, she decides to investigate. She places
06[15:07] * Jack a bookmark between the well-worn pages and sets it on the coffee table, than stands up and makes her way towards the garage.
00[15:19] <Terry> Terry was dressed in some dark worn denims with ripped knees more from use rather than a fashion choice. He had on his biker boots with the 'flame' designs dwn the fronts and was wearing a simple camo Tank. His hair had started to grow back in and was starting to have reached mall 'pony tale' length once more. It seeme dhis Military school cut was no longer about him. A well kept ball chairn was worn about his neck and his belt had a few odd things about it that weren't typically on display. He had a small snap close holder fore his switch blade and anouther for a set of his 'brass' knuckles. He had typically not worn such items around the house and tended to only secure them to his belt if he were going out. A small milk crate was strapped to the back of the bike as well. One of his leather jackets was hangng n the back bar. He eased back setting the rag down and popping open a green glass bottle that Jack may have been starting to get familiar with.
06[15:26] * Jack opened the door to the garage, and peered out at the youg man working on his motorcycle. Her eyes caught the two items on his belt, causing one eyebrow to rise. She crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe, watching him work. She herself was wearing a pair of olive cargo shorts and a Mass Effect "Paragon" t-shirt. Her combat boots were untied, a casual choice for the summer
06[15:26] * Jack holiday. After a moment of silence, she spoke up. "You know, last I checked, the police frowned upon possession of brass knuckles and spring-assisted knives. Like, 'jail time and charges pressed' frowned."
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00[15:35] <Terry> As her words rang clear Terry blinked and turned about glancing over witha curious glance and he offered a smile setting aside the glass bottle. "Did you learn from experiance?" He partially teased. though he easily drew both and steppe dback in to a defensve stance. " I find they tend to come in handy in certaian situations. " He returened them to their holders just as quick. " Though they aren't quite like owning a gun.. "
[15:40] <Jack> "I don't carry, you know that. Too dangerous with all the kids around. And besides, I'm not old enough. You, however, would probably do a lot better just learning a martial art so that you don't risk getting arrested every time you go out. That reflects very badly on this home, and on the people who run it. Getting yourself arrested could lead to us - or at the very least you - needing to
[15:40] <Jack> find a new home."
00[15:45] <Terry> "It's only like that if they are concealed isn't it?" Terry asked quirking a brow as he leaned back settling against the seat of the bike. "But I think I understand your qualms. I'll leave them here if you insist. " He offers trying to keep a nonchalunt tone but in truth he was starting to rethink his plans for the evening.
[15:57] <Jack> "I do insist. Leave them here, and stay out of trouble. Last thing I want is to have to bail you out because you broke someone's jaw with a pair of brass knuckles." She steps out into the garage, and closes the door behind her. "See, if I break someone's jaw, I do so with my bare hands and I have three seperate martial arts instructors who will swear up and down that if I was forced to violence,
[15:57] <Jack> then I had no choice and defended myself. If you break someone's jaw, you did so with an illegal weapon you were keeping concealed and you already have a record. See what I'm getting at here?"
00[15:59] <Terry> "Mnn... I get ya... " Terry said as he took them off his belt leaving them in the leather holding having tken the holders off as well. "Would you come bail me out?" He asked quirking a brow at this. "I would have thought you'd be the type to leave me there a while. "
06[16:03] * Jack thinks this over a moment. "You're right. I'd probably ask someone else to do it after a couple of hours." She doesn't smile or at all hint that she's joking. She probably isn't.
00[16:06] <Terry> Terry shakes his head gently and pushes off... He hands her his keys. " Would you mind warming her up for me? I have a lock box up stairs I keep these in... I'm going to go put them away... " He asked as he moved towards the house.
07[16:07] * Jack takes the keys, and then looks down at them, then back up at Terry. "Better idea. Hand me the weapons, you warm the bike up." Her reasons for this are twofold - one, to make sure he doesn't sneak out with the weapons regardless, and two... she has no idea how to work a motorcycle.
00[16:10] <Terry> He paused. Damn... that was exactly what he didn't want. None the less he figuered it would be best to act causual and may be her suspicion wouldn't be pered further. "Ah.. haha... sure... Uhh here... " He took aout anouther key this one from his wallet. It had a blue ring around the outside to make it more dicernable. " Top shelf on the right wall as soon as you walk in a little over head levle. " He handed over the blade and knuckles to her.
07[16:15] * Jack takes both pouches, and checks them both to make sure the weapons are inside. Then, she looks up at Terry sharply. "So what exactly are you going out to do?" That nervous little laugh set off some quiet little alarms in her head. Time to pry.
00[16:21] <Terry> That look told Terry that things were quickly going south... He turned a bout and streched moving back towards the bike as he replied. "Oh... you know... going to meet up with some of the guys in the city... take a stroll around... may be visit the flower shop or now even scope out a few dojos... " He summerized a few things. He failed to mention what friends he had. Coem to think of it most often he was ony ever seen with girls weatehr at school or on his way home or at work. Being an assistant flourist in a posh up town botique and being a male spotter on the school's cheer team as well as electively takin up home economics and cullanary art seemed to leave him with quite the array of lovely lady friends. Sure some times at school he was calle dout on being a prissy siss but he tende dto counter that with saying he thought he was living teh dream with beautiful gals left or right those those little spats were typically short lived. It was rare to see him actually talking to other boys.
00[16:22] <Terry> The only relitively male figuer Terry was often known to be near or spend time aroudn was Leeroy their neighbor who ran a junk yard.
06[16:24] * Jack crosses her arms again, scrutenizing him. "What guys? Last I checked, you and other guys didn't exactly get along. And if you were going to check out some dojos, you would have asked where they were. So, out with it."
00[16:28] <Terry> "Jack, you wound me! " Terry started. "I have friends... that are guys... just not ... manny... " He offered in bits as he he seated himself and leaned forwards on the handle bars. "I'm going to meet up wth Jacen, Vincent, and Todd. " H eoffered simply wondering if she might know their names. "That's the fun about going on strolls. in the city there's a few Dojo's that I know of... one of them is a tae kwon do school... " he offered in defence.
00[16:33] <Terry> Vincent and Todd were actually Seinors at thier school. Vincent was commonly reffered to as 'Vinny' however and held a sort of reputation in the engenieering academy for pulling pranks. Todd was what one would consider one of the jocks in the school and tended to play a runner position. \
[16:39] <Jack> "And Jacen is...?" she asks, leaning towards him. It would be a more effective intimidation tactic were she not five-foot-two.
00[16:44] <Terry> "Jacen's not from around here... We met him at a get together a year or so ago. Every so often we meet up. " Terry offers. " Todd and I met him at a bond fire party at the beach one night during the summer tehre were lots of fire works. " He offered simply.
06[16:47] * Jack doesn't trust him. Not an inch. However, she also isn't about to ban him from going out based purely on her paranoia. "...Keep your phone's GPS on. I'll be checking up on you."
00[16:52] <Terry> "Mnn... alright then... You got it Jack. " He offered a faultless smile as if tehre was nothing wrong at all ~
06[16:53] * Jack just stares back at him. Her distrust is plainly written on her face. "Hold your arms out to your sides. Feet shoulder width apart."
00[16:54] <Terry> He gives her a strange look but moves to stand up and does as she asks steppinga way from the bike for a momment.
06[17:06] * Jack starts touching him. In places. All over, in fact. Strategically, with purpose - she's patting him down, making sure he has no other weapons on his person. She makes certain to check his boots and behind his belt, all of the tricksy little hiding places. And his pockets, of course.
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00[17:12] <Terry> Terry purses his lips as she poked a few ticklish spots.. he didn't seem to have anything else on him that was a weapon of sorts. That is till she got to his boots.. she would find something long and hard linning one side of his right boot along the outside of his leg. Shuld she inspect it she would find... a screw driver? Well... it asn't 'traditionally' a wepaon but why he had one in his boot was any one's guess.
06[17:18] * Jack pulls the screwdriver out, and gives him a 'Really?' look. She then motions him to step aside. "Over there. I'm going to go through your saddlebags."
00[17:25] <Terry> "Yes ma'am officer ma'am. " He offers gently and stepps aside giving Jack all the room she wanted to work with. His saddle bags didn'ts eem to have much in them aside form a few other small tools one was a nine iron anouther a preasure gauge. A small canvas packw as in side with some fresh clean yet simple black Tee's. Nothing more. The Milk crate currently held his gingerale bottle.
06[17:32] * Jack leaves the tire iron there - after all, that he might legitimately need. She packs everything back up as the found it, and steps back. "Alright, you can go. But don't call me 'officer' again." >_> Someone all NCOs have in common... they really dislike being called 'officer.'
00[17:42] <Terry> "Alright ~" Terry agrees and quietly resets to his bike and tugs on a jacket over the camo top. He pulled on a helm and then his goggles. "I'll be back on time. " He seemed to offer in assurance to her before starting his bike and heading off... If Jack would venture up stairs and actually set foot in to Terry's room she would find it oddly spotless with an extreamely well made bed with very taught sheets and cover. It seemed as if nothing was left out of place yet the walls were barron. Even his desk was relitively empty aside from a lap top used for home homework... The Lock box however once taken down would hold quite a few interesting supprises should she decide to peer in side.
07[17:46] * Jack does indeed venture up to Terry's room - after all, she did agree to put his weapons back where he wanted to. She finds the room... suspicious, really. It almost feels like he doesn't intend to come back. Still, she puts the weapons on the shelf he specified. As to the lockbox... well. She wasn't one to pry - she knows she wouldn't want someone prying around her private stuff, so she
06[17:46] * Jack wasn't about to go prying around someone else's without cause. She closes and locks the door behind her.
00[17:52] <Terry> As she settled them upon the shelf he hand would brush up against something strange that was just out sight. As she pulled her hand back it seemed to tumble forwards from teh faint movemeant and fall off the shelf perhaps bopping her in the face perhaps just falling to the floor depending how close she was. It was a rellitively large ... wad? Roll? what was that? It was almost a ball of what appeared to be money. Quite an aweful lot of it too... at a glance it might seem like nothing but Terrys part time as a flourist didn't pay THAT well...
07[17:58] * Jack lets out a little yeep as something falls off the shelf and bops her lightly on the nose. She peers down at it, quizically, and kneels down to pick it up. Is this... cash? She looks over the thickness of the wad, eyebrows knitting together. This is... no small amount of money. Then against, a glance around the room showed that Terry wasn't exactly living it up, so it could be he's just
07[17:58] * Jack saving it... but then why not put it in his account and let it generate interest? She stands back up, placing the wad back where it had been. Then, she pulls out her phone, and pulls up the GPS app. Time to see where Terry's going.
00[18:03] <Terry> It was common knowledge that Terry did infact use an account for what he tended to make from teh flower shop and a small history on things he purchased semed to be for mechanic project at best or small food like purchases... The gps in time would certainly show that his phone had indeed gone to the city... in fact he seemed to have stopped by the fower shop and stayed stationary there for a time... Terry was one of the more artful sorts and seemed to have good knowledge of keeping trails and what could or couldnt be tracked. To not put currency that large any where safe most likely meant he got it from nnown or questionable sources... a manny number of things could be brought to mind from such.
07[18:09] * Jack stares at her phone a moment... then decides to try something. She calls the flower shop. Calling the phone may get mixed results. But if she calls the flower shop and asks to speak to Terry, well, that would definitely get her an answer on whether or not he's actually there.
00[18:10] <Terry> A pleasant sounding young lass awnsers the phone, " Sweet Stems Flourists, I'm Nicole; how may I help you today ?"
07[18:11] <Jack> "Hey, Nicole. Listen, is Terry there?" Straightforward the to the point.
00[18:13] <Terry> There was a pause for a momment before she responded. " Not at the momment no. He and two others walked in not too long ago. One of them is sitting in the parlor. He said he would be back in fifteen. May I take a message?" She asks and some paper shifting sounds seemed to occur.
[18:14] <Jack> "No, that's alright. Thanks anyway." She hangs up the phone, and quickly checks the GPS app again. Let's see if he left his phone with his friend.
00[18:15] <Terry> The Gps seemed to stil read that it was at the flower shop! Dun dun dunnnnn... He most likely left his jacket aand ride there as well wth some one to watch it for what ever it was he was actually up to.
07[18:16] * Jack calls Terry's cell phone. This is not oging to end well for the teen.
00[18:17] <Terry> It rings... for a time... but... some one awnsers it! though it's not Terry! "Hello?" the voice asked a bit unsure. Though if Jack Ever spoke to him, she would know it was Vincent.
07[18:18] <Jack> "When he gets back, tell Terry he's screwed." And then she hangs up.
00[18:19] <Terry> With that it seemed for a short time there was no actual response. After about ten to twelve minutes how ever she got a call saying it was from Terry's Cell.
07[18:23] * Jack , at that time, was back to lounging on the couch with her book. She stares at the phone a moment, letting it ring, and letting Terry worry. She answers just before it goes to voicemail. "Yes?"
00[18:36] <Terry> She could hear him clear his throat before speaking. "You called?" His tone was questionable and light. if she paid attention to the background sounds she could tell he was out side as there was the sound of light traffic.
[18:52] <Jack> "Yes, yes I did. See, I couldn't help but notice youw eren't where you phone was. Care to explain?" she asks, in a light, almost jovial tone. That ought to put him on the defensive.
00[18:58] <Terry> "Oh uh... sure... We set out stuff in the parlor and Todd and I took a trip across the street to the candy shop to pick up a few things . We were going to plan what places we were going to visit from the parlor. " Terry explained as he pocet his hand glancing up to the sky. "We're still waitng for Jacen to show up too. "
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[19:10] <Jack> "So why, exactly, was your trip to the candy store so strenuous that you decided that you just couldn't keep your phone on you, which is so very, very against the rules?"
00[19:13] <Terry> "Because... " he trailed for a momment. "It was just across the street and I didn't think much becase we were coming right back..." he seemed to soudn like he wa trying to recal his reasoning.
07[19:16] <Jack> "Terry. We're having a talk when you get back. And when we do, don't lie to me." She doesn't wait for a response, she just hangs up. She is... displeased that her paranoia seems to have been justified.
00[19:17] <Terry> Terrywas about to offer a verbal response but blinked hearing the hang up. "Hmnn... " he closed the phone and sighed...
07[19:20] * Jack sets her phone down, and goes back to her book. Let's see how long it takes Terry to decide that coming home would be a good idea.
00[19:25] <Terry> It actually wasn't too terribly long before the familiar sound of Terry's bike could be heard again out side the house. Mone along the lines of about fourteen minutes. Terry set the bike away where it belonged and headded in side... He stepped in through the kitchen nd started on his boots before stepping out of them to not track any dirt in to the house.
07[19:38] * Jack sets her book down, bookmark in place, and turns to face Terry as he enters. She crosses her arms, and waits for him to speak. She's fairly she doesn't really need to start the conversation, and if she does well things will be that much worse for him. She looks at him expectantly, head tilting to the side slightly.
00[19:42] <Terry> Terry stepped in to the living room and saw the glance she gave him and trie dt resist the urge to aadvert his gaze. "I bailed and came home... " he started slowly. Rather tan having his hand in his pockets or his thumbe in his belt loops he seemingly decided to fuss at the edge of his jacket's cuff. "You wanted to talk when I got home so.. I figured I should come home when you hung up. " he offers quietly the tone of his voice was much softer than usual.
[19:47] <Jack> "Good plan. Now tell me... Where were you? Really. No lies, no deflections. I want to know where you've been going, and, more pointedly, what you've been up to that's involving you carrying large wads of cash," she states. "And before you objected, it was an accident. You left it on the shelf and I accidentally knocked the wad off while putting your weapons away."
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00[19:58] <Terry> Terry looked a bit uneased by the forward and directness. "I did go to a candy shop... " He opened his jacket and pulled out a small box and offered it over. It seemed to be a box of small sticks for making candied apples. "As to where I've been going... I've been going to the 'Dug Out'. "Terry offered gently. He seemed to measure his responses carefully so. "I'm kinda the 'treasurer' for our club... you know?" He half asks. The Dug Out wasn't a very well known place in fact it was aways away from the main beach, and it was quite literally a shack like structure that had been fashione din to a sunken in section that was literally 'dug out' of the ground.
[20:03] <Jack> "And your club is?" she asked, her posture and expression unyielding.
00[20:05] <Terry> "Hard to explain.... " he trailed gently... " Hmnn... " he seemed to consider it for a time. "I'd say it's kind of like a sport.. " He offered.
[20:07] <Jack> "Clarify," she replies coldly.
00[20:08] <Terry> "Uh... well... you know what sparring tournaments are like... right?" He asks gently.
[20:10] <Jack> "Yes..."
00[20:12] <Terry> "Like that. " Terry offers in reply. " A lot like that actually. " he offers. " Only we tend to have meet ups at the Dug Out... "
[20:15] <Jack> "And I'm guessing you don't really... spar."
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00[20:17] <Terry> "I mean... I haven't been the one to take to the pit... " Terry offers simply.
[20:19] <Jack> "It's a fight club, and you manage the bets," she concludes flatly.
00[20:21] <Terry> "Yeah.. that's one way to put it mmhmnn...Well... I manage the book keeping and handling... Todd handles bets... Vincent is the hype man and Jacen well.. he's our ring man. "
06[20:24] * Jack sighs, and just... facepalms.
00[20:26] <Terry> "Mnn... We do pretty good. " Terry offers though he doubted that helped.
07[20:28] <Jack> "Terry, do you have any idea what would happen if you got caught?"
00[20:29] <Terry> "Well that depends by who... I have a slight idea of what could happen... " he offers.
[20:46] <Jack> "Very bad legal things," she replies. "And who do you think would have to represent you in court? Who do you think the media would scrutinize for allowing such delinquent behavior?" she asks pointedly, leaning forward.
00[20:50] <Terry> "Ah... I think I see your point now... " he trails. He takes a deep breath and sighs. "Hmnn... Mkes no difference if there's an agreement to the goings on ?" He asked curiously.
[20:55] <Jack> "None whatsoever," she sighs.
00[21:00] <Terry> Terry shook his head and started over to the couch and pursed his lips... "So... what ...should I do?" He asked Jack lightly, almost tenitively so turning those cerulean blue eyes to her. In all honesty thing were already going to be a lot differnt for the teen now that this had advanced to him actually teling some one about it.
[21:04] <Jack> "YOu need out. Immediately. Give them the money, back out."
00[21:05] <Terry> He nods... " Want me to go now?" He asks feeling that immediately meant right now but he didn't want to walk out on the conversation.
[21:06] <Jack> "Yes. I'll drive," she replies, almost immediately. She's not going to send him there alone.
00[21:07] <Terry> He nods and heads up stairs then... He took this time to try and get his thoughts together. Once he returned down stairs be fetched his shoes from teh kitchen and headded out to meet Jack.
06[21:11] * Jack is waiting in the garage, next to her car. Once he steps into the garage, she gives him a simple nod, then climbs in and buckles up. She waits for him to settle in before she starts the engine up.
00[21:14] <Terry> Terry joined her in the car and settled in his seat taking anouther long slowl breath he seemed to slump in his posture. The exspression on his face was clearly pensive... Perhaps concerned? He folded his hands infront of himself lacing his fingers togetehr after bucckling in. " There's a way there through one of the camping trails. Or should I try to arrange a differnt meeting place?" He asked moving to take out his phone from his jacket.
[21:17] <Jack> "Don't care, so long as it happens," she replies, pulling the car out of the driveway. "Just give me directions."
00[21:18] <Terry> Terry slowly directed her toward the trail they typically took. After about ten minute stehy came to a dirt road that lead in to the woods towards the water.
07[21:24] * Jack drives carefully - not fully trusting the dirt roads. She follows the directions Terry gives her, and brings the car to a stop at the meeting place. She unbuckles herself, and looks over to Terry. "...You alright? YOu seem a little shaky."
00[21:27] <Terry> After some time they would come across a clearing with various cars parked in differnt sections the ground was a bit worn about this area and there were some others who seemed to congragate in small groups. He drew yet anouther breath as if trying to keep his calm he blinked and glanced ove rto Jack as he unbuckled his belt... "This might not go well... " He offered hs thoughts on the matter. "It's not something we are suppossed to talk about..." He admitted. " I think I'm alright... " he offers and his hands moved up to his collar and he fluffed it up.
06[21:31] * Jack nods, and opens her door. She isn't going to say it, but she's not about to let him go it alone. She'll stay quiet and in the background, but she'll be there.
00[21:38] <Terry> Terry hopped out and zippe dteh front of his Jacket up and started down one of teh beaten trails. teh sound of waves crashing against the shor eline soon came in to presence. The scent of freash sea air whafted in over the coast line. There were some strnge old christmass lights tacked up here or there along the way and as they came to teh beat it became clear just waht the dug out was... It was quite an impressive structure considering it's history. It was like a large ring taht was dug out from the sands further up on the coast line teh walls were linned and supported with wood and sevral beams shot up in to what looked like a make shift shake. all thinsg considered it looke dlie a patch work rat rod sort of style but everything constructively was pretty damn stable... there was various make shift and old time tables and chair spread about and even a a few stands set up to offer food or drink . There was a sound booth set up and a generator set up out on teh beach with some large lights lighting up the pit. Various grousp seemed to stick to gether and tehre were board with the match ups for the evening listed. This was quite the happening spot... Terry had slipped off towards one of teh out skirt sort of 'bands' of tables and chairs where Vincent and Todd were speaking. At first Vincent looked supprissed to See Terry show up.
07[21:45] * Jack follows along a respectful distance behind Terry - noting which groups are where, who's paying attention to who, and how many other potential exits there are to the place. She makes sure she keeps within earshot of Terry - she wants to know if things are about to go south. Aside from that, she's going to let him have his space.
00[21:50] <Terry> The place was overal pretty open. There was a small dock tahtw as built that lead out in to the waters a bit some folks hung around the w few boats that were gathered here. Most folks either looked to be in their mit teens up to their mid twenties.
00[22:10] <Terry> "What do you mean you want out?" Vincent asked as he looked to Terry like he had grown a second head.
00[22:10] <Terry> "I mean... I don't want in with this any more... I'm done. I'm out. I can't do this any more. Here... just take the cash. " Terry insisted as he with drew it and offered it over. Todd was the one to accept it. "What about your share?" He asked.
00[22:10] <Terry> "Keep it. " Terry insisted. Just as he was about to turn away was when a tall Fellow standing at about 6'4'' had closed in on the small group of friends. He was rather fit and was dressed in dark cargos with a dark tank. His skin was a golden sun kissed tone and his hair was long and dark with hazel eyes. He was clean shaven and had several braids mixed in to his hair all pulled back in to a taught tail. He stepped in front of Terry and Terry looked up with his own blue gaze to meet his.
00[22:10] <Terry> "What's this about you leaving? First you ditch the dig and then you show up to tell us yo're out? What's gotten in to you? You were practically begging for tonight and it's no where near show time. " The man though intimidating in size didn't sound too angery about this bt rather concerned. Terry shook his head simply. "Look.. I can't do it.. I just can't okay? So I'm out... keep my share of the profits and we'll never speak of this again. " Terry stated as he puffed his chest out trying to add a very firm tone to his voice putting on quite the display.
00[22:10] <Terry> Vince the blonde of the group took a sharp breath and hopped up from his seat. It wasn't uncommon from the atmosphere of slightly tipsy folks and youth just out and looking to have a good time for conflicts to occur. "Look I'll spot him things will be fine alright?" He seem to try and divert the tense sensation that had started to build between the two as Terry's more assertive nature caused the taller male's expression to shift in to a some what more annoyed one.
00[22:10] <Terry> "You can't just walk /now/. " The taller said taking on a more assertive tone of his own which with his deeper voice paired with his stature was a bit more concerning.
00[22:10] <Terry> "Watch me. " Terry said as he started to try and walk around him.
00[22:10] <Terry> "Jacen don't!" Todd the brunette called but it was too late He had Grabbed Terry by the jacket and jacked him up to about eye level. The blonde and brunet looked concerned for a moment but Vincent spoke up quite quickly. "Jacen it's not worth it just let him walk.. really... I'll spot I promise. " Vincent called.
00[22:10] <Terry> Jacen set Terry back on his feet after all he been off the ground from that... "Go home then... " He said in a disgruntled sort of matter yet there seemed to be something else something more that seemed to be left un spoken between the two with the sort of looks they exchanged ta that moment.
00[22:10] <Terry> "Good luck. " Terry called and re adjusted his collar popping it back and righting his clothes. The small bit of action only oddly drew a few stares and a pleased reaction form those few groups that did take notice though a faint deflation as it seemed to resolve it's self with how quickly it started...
07[22:22] * Jack was, in truth, about to demonstrate just how many ways the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program has to destroy various joints when Jacen was convinced to put Terry back down on his feet. She makes a mental note to track Jacen down later and have a little talk with him. She gives Terry a slight nod, but doesn't turn her back to the group for a few steps - until she's certain someone isn't
06[22:22] * Jack going to do something stupid.
00[22:25] <Terry> It seemed as Terry went one way Jacen went the other they din't look back towards each other after that but Todd and Vincent shared a concerned glance before getting up and parting way for a time it seeme dlike it was a good idea to let their partners cool off and have soem tiem a lone... Terry passed Jack and it wasn't till teh car was back in sight did his shoulder slouch a bit and ese up. His knees felt weak for a few momments and he shook his head drawing a hand out and covering his face for a few momments before settling it about his mouth.
07[22:32] * Jack opens the car door, and takes her seat. She stays silent for a moment, before tilting her head towards Terry. "Tomorrow I'll introduce you to one of my sensei. He teaches Okinawan Kobudo. It's a weapon-based martial art, sticks, staves, and tonfa mostly. I think it'll do you some good."
00[22:34] <Terry> He climbed in shortly after her and took a slow heavy breath and sort of nodded along to her words. "Alright... " His voice sounded a bit tight and choked up. " Jack...?" He asked quietly and glanced over to her. It was clear from hs body language he wasn't feeling comfortable in his own skin in that very momment.
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[22:38] <Jack> "Yeah?"
00[22:39] <Terry> Terry cleared his throat trying to get past the swalled sand feeling and he offered teh next bit of dialog he wante dto offer. "Thanks... for... everything... rally... " He offered in slow words trying to get it out despite his mind racing about what this all meant now.
06[22:42] * Jack doesn't say anything for a few moments. She just nods, quietly, and starts the engine. She throws the car into reverse, and starts a three-point turn to get them back on the track back home. "You hungry?" she offers after a few minutes.
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00[22:45] <Terry> Terry was quiet for a few long momments and his gaze fliced out the window to the trees that started to seemingly move. "Not any more... Honestly... I feel kinda sick now... " he offered. The adrenaline rush was wearing off and he hadn't put any of it to 'good' use and he was getting the adverse effects of such. ". . . Are you?" He asked in a voice that cracked for a momment but he showly offer a weak smile to Jack perhaps it was a meager effort to tell her not to worry so much.
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07[22:55] * Jack nods some, driving the car back along the route they came. "Nope. Had a late lunch. We'll head straight home them. Do me a favor?" she glances over to Terry. "If you're gonna throw up, open the door. This upholstery is a pain to clean."
00[22:57] <Terry> He actually grinned at that and shook his head drawing his arms about his waist. "Alright... small favors right?" He laughed more genuinely than he had earlier that day when he had that nervous laugh that tipped Jack off to his strange behavior. He took a few soft breaths and shighed shaking his head. "So... you know who Jacen is now... sorta.... " He offered meekly.
[23:03] <Jack> "Yeah. I kinda do. He's made a pretty shit first impression," she replies flatly. She's still working out how she's going to formally introduce herself. It's a terrible idea and she likely won't do it, but damned if it isn't fun to htink about. "What I want to know is how you got mixed up in it."
00[23:06] <Terry> "How? Well... uh... It was kinda an idea to go there and check it out... see how things get ran... It's a bi yearly event was what was going on tonight... We talked about it amongst our selevs and figered we would have a good chance at making a name for our selves... it was a fun idea at first... " He offered gently. "You ever do anything stupid because you thought it was fun?"
[23:09] <Jack> "Well I did sign away four years of my life to government service," she shrugs. "But I've certainly made some bad decisions. Learned from 'em. Truth is, I've done my share of stupid things. Mostly not because it was fun, but because I lacked self-control and any perception of my own mortality."
00[23:14] <Terry> Terry gave Jack a sympathetic glance and frowned. "I'm sorry you feel that way... but I think you're quite amazing a syou are now... I don't think I could imagine you any other way... " he offered gently. "I'm kinda glad I met you, Jack. "
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[23:19] <Jack> "Well, you know me as I am now because I made those choices and survived the consequences. Making the mistakes means nothing if you don't learn from them. IF you've have met me six years ago, you'd have met a very different person. You, though..." She reaches over, and lightly shoves at his shoulder, almost playfully. "You've got some growing to do. I'll help you along if you need it."
00[23:24] <Terry> "Are you calling me short?" He teased back giving her a glance as if she could talk about being short though his tone was very clearly making fun of the words used rather than her height but still. "I apprecitiate that... really... I do.. he sighed shaking his head as he moved to sit up a bit striaghter in his seat. As they pulled back up to the house a familiar car was parked out front. A rather large matt black black car at that with a roof rack and lights.
[23:26] <Jack> "Well. This bodes, " Jack grumbles, pulling into the driveway. She maneuvers around the car, making it into the garage. "Best we see what that's about."
00[23:27] <Terry> Terry glance back at it unfamiliar with that one once himself. "Who's do you think it is?" He asked as they pulled up.
[23:30] <Jack> "One way to find out," she replies, shutting the engine off. She unbuckles and steps out of the car, moving to makes her way inside ahead of him.
00[23:36] <Terry> As they stepped in side... There was a lovely scent in the air some one was cooking... and as hey steppe din to the kitchen a large black coat was drapped over a kitchen chair. There was perhaps the house's tallest visitor tending to the a few pots at the stove, He turned back and smiles. "Hello. " Matthew greeted the pair. Terry Peered over with a quirk of his brow. "I didn't se your car in the garage Jack. " Matthew offered gently. He seemed preoccupid with cooking quite a heafty meal ~ A glance across what ingreediant were laid out and teh scent in the air a lovely home made red sauce was being prepaired.
06[23:40] * Jack 's eyebrows rise at the activity in the kitchen. "Well, given the evidence that I am currently entering from the garage, I imagine the reason for that has become obvious," she deadpans. "What's for dinner, then?"
00[23:56] <Terry> "Well~ Pasta!" Matthew chirps quite happily so as he settles a lid on one of teh pots and turns the heat down turning about. " We have red sauce in one pan, white sauce in anouther some spicey Sausages frying and some meat balls marinating. There's a lovely garden salad for a side and for our vegaterians we have an alternative are Lasanga roll ups made with three cheeses. There's stffed mushrooms for an alternative side and I made something special for desert but it's been packed away in te freezer for later. " He explained. "So where were you two out together?" He asked quirking a brow as he removed a tea kettle from teh stove and prepare dteh iced sweetened black tea in to a pitcher. "I hadn't known you two hung out much. " He offers his examinations.
00[23:57] <Terry> Terry was enjoying the lovely scent in the kitchen till that question came up. he then opted to go hush hush compleately.
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07[00:04] <Jack> "Well... you're quite the overacheiver, not that I'm complaining. Thanks," she says with a nod of approval. "Certainly appreciate it. Terry and I were just running an errand. He's looking into starting a martial art. What brought you this direction?"
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00[00:11] <Terry> That caught Matthew's attention quite easily! "The typical really. Dahlia is picky when it comes to dishes so I always ensure when cook there are vegetarian alternatives set out. " He explains. "What sort of styles are you interested in learning Terry?" Matthew asked seemingly quite interested by this topic.
00[00:11] <Terry> Terry didn't second guess or question what Jack offered in response to the tall fellow. " Oh... umm... Jack knows this great Okinawan Kobudo tea- I mean Sensei... " He tossed up the first idea that came to mind.
00[00:11] <Terry> "Okinawan huh?" Matthew seemed impressed. "Sounds like an interesting path to pursue... " he offered gently. "How's your break bee as of late? Nothing too boring around here hmnn?" He asked gently.
00[00:11] <Terry> "Not Boring at all... hehe... " Terry offered that nervous laugh coming back yet again!
[00:14] <Jack> "Always some thing going on," she agrees, taking a seat on the nearest chair. "At least it's been mostly quiet. Relaxing summer so far."
00[00:19] <Terry> "I'm going to go up stairs and... wash up.. " Terry offered before scurrying off! Nope! He made his mistakes and he ddn't want to add on to them!
00[00:21] <Terry> Matthew watched him go before pouring a glass of tea and moving to serve it to Jack. " Relaxing eh? I can say the same... things have certainly been quiet... " He set out anouther glass and moved to sit across from her.
07[00:23] * Jack takes the glass with a nod of thanks, and lifts it to take a sip, giving Terry a nod as he heads upstairs. "Yeah. It's nice, after finals. Busted my butt, hoping it paid off. Haven't gotten back my grades yet."
00[00:25] <Terry> "Well how do you feel you did? " He asked curiously taking an interest in it. " Do you feel good about them or do you feel like you were missing some information on some of them?" He asked curiously so. "I'm sure if you put in such time for the finals you more than likely did well on them. " He offered a bit of encuragmeant as well.
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Jack and Terry- so you want to be a street fighter?
