Dec 09, 2009 20:45

[ and as if emerging from hiberation, jake is suddenly up and about again. hunched over yet another model-making project -- the only thing he could think of doing, to be honest.

though, he looks like he's had better days. there's a certain paleness to his face, one of the drawbacks of a lack of sunlight, and a faint wavering in his hands that wasn't there before. probably why there seems to be a lot of glue on his hands, and pieces of the model don't match up as closely as his normal perfectionist stance. likely he wouldn't have come out of his room at all if nate hadn't bothered him for what must've been the hundredth time ("jeeeez, jake. it's, like -- not normal. you didn't even gloat over the game. it has been weeks since the game and there has been no gloating. and what are you eating, anyways? you're always in here, and, yanno, it's not healthy. whatever you did is pro'bly not that big of a deal. i mean, it's not like you drowned somebody's cat or something, right?"). he's obviously still cut up over --

well, he'd prefer not to think about it too much, really. ]

!ooc, stop angsting now, in reality i got tired of playing him, now his muse his back, /punched in the face

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