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thecapitol2013-07-15 04:22 pm
akingalways) wrote in thecapitol2013-07-15 04:22 pm
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Who| Jack, Calico, and anyone in the District 7, 8 and 9 suites because it will be really loud.
What| Long story short? Calico's returned and Jack is pissed because everything is a big misunderstanding.
Where| The District 8 suite
When| Beginning of Week 4.
Warnings/Notes| Lots of yelling and language. And Jack being Jack.
She was back. Finally, after after three weeks, she was back. And she was smiling and grinning and making trinkets like she hadn't a care in the world.
Jack was frankly surprised she bothered showing her face, much less returning to the Training Center. Indeed, he felt rage boil inside of him at the thought, the sheer and blatant disrespect Calico was showing. He thought Calico was better than that. And then, after he became worried sick about her after her drunken rants, and her behavior? And then, the explosions backhome in District 8? She just returns?
Someone had to have told her, at least about the news in general. Why hadn't she responded, come back, gave any indication she cared? Where had she been? Where? Why?
The King of Victors didn't even bother announcing his arrival, or give anyone any forewarning of when he was arriving. No. He barged in, like a panther on the prowl, and headed straight towards Calico's room, intending to rip the door off its hinges if necessary. This was going to stop. He would make sure it stopped. As far as he was concerned, Calico had crossed a line.
And God help her if he spotted any alcohol in there with her.
What| Long story short? Calico's returned and Jack is pissed because everything is a big misunderstanding.
Where| The District 8 suite
When| Beginning of Week 4.
Warnings/Notes| Lots of yelling and language. And Jack being Jack.
She was back. Finally, after after three weeks, she was back. And she was smiling and grinning and making trinkets like she hadn't a care in the world.
Jack was frankly surprised she bothered showing her face, much less returning to the Training Center. Indeed, he felt rage boil inside of him at the thought, the sheer and blatant disrespect Calico was showing. He thought Calico was better than that. And then, after he became worried sick about her after her drunken rants, and her behavior? And then, the explosions back
Someone had to have told her, at least about the news in general. Why hadn't she responded, come back, gave any indication she cared? Where had she been? Where? Why?
The King of Victors didn't even bother announcing his arrival, or give anyone any forewarning of when he was arriving. No. He barged in, like a panther on the prowl, and headed straight towards Calico's room, intending to rip the door off its hinges if necessary. This was going to stop. He would make sure it stopped. As far as he was concerned, Calico had crossed a line.
And God help her if he spotted any alcohol in there with her.
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"Well if by sharkin' you mean hitting the town and flirting and drinking then I'd be down. And I can think of a couple of my fellow human sacrifices that would totally come along. It could be a regular girls night out!" she offered hopefully, apparently finally submitting to dropping talks of her mentor...for now.
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And exactly the wrong place for Cal to be seen right now whilst she tried her best to claw back a little bit of respect from ANYONE.
"Drop us a line when you're out, love, and I'll see what I can do."
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And then, demonstrating a complete and total disregard for other peoples personal space, Harley glomped onto Cal in an affectionate and entirely too friendly hug. At least for someone who she had only met less then half an hour ago.
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"Sorry, love. Long time since someone's hugged me."
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"Me too. Not for lack of tryin'. Anytime you need a hug you just gimme a call!" She grinned cheekily. "I'm pretty good at them."