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Frye, Jacob ([personal profile] misterfrye) wrote in [community profile] fruithats 2017-07-05 09:20 am (UTC)

[ he did say it was a long story. but if he isn't glad that Evie doesn't take his head off right here for it. instead, she's listening, like she hasn't since this entire mess began and she was swallowed whole by her little feud with this Lucy Thorne.

and yet there's no room for feeling bitter, or really feeling anything but abject horror at what he witnessed. it still makes him sick to think about, but he looks at Evie until he can be sure she understands.

... perhaps it's wrong to feel relief, but he does, at not being alone with it. little by little, the fear he can still nearly taste like smoke in his mouth seems to abate.

was he a monster? perhaps that is a better word. calling him mad seems to him to be slandering real lunatics. at last Jacob pries himself from his seat, looking at the rune and then at Evie. honestly, if he can help it, he'd rather not stay in the same room as it a moment longer.
]

We both need a drink. [ urgently. he looks down at his hands and the state of his clothes. ] And... I suppose a change of clothes would not go amiss. [ more like he needs a bath and perhaps to take himself to a physician for his hands, but all of that can bloody well wait right now. ]

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