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aussiegirl
Kayla looked at Jake, she hadn't meant that he couldn't cry or that he couldn't show any emotion at all but maybe that just might work for him. It did for her after all, she had closed herself off from all the horrible things she had seen and it had made her all the more stronger.
"No Jake, we don't want you to go. Actually I was hoping you might help Professor Morgan and myself do something about Charlotte here." Kayla reached up and pulled her pet tarantula out from underneath her hair and held her in the palm of her hand. "She's being rather moody lately and I don't know how to snap her out of it."
Hearing words that totally contradicted what he had thought, Jake looked between the two again for a few moments, before kneeling on the sofa with the leg that was closest to it, making sure his foot didn't touch it.
"Who's Ch-" he began to ask but that was soon answered when Kayla pulled out a tarantula.
"Woooww..." he whispered, eyes going bright, staring at the animal. He was itching to get closer, get a good view of the brilliant spider.
Shifting his weight from foot to foot, Jake started a rocking-swaying motion from side to side, his hand pressed against the back of the sofa, whiched gave him a slight push-off. Presently, he stopped the bizarre moving and drummed his fingers frantically on the back of the sofa.
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LisaPotter1125
It was plain to see that no matter how hard she tried to explain, Jake was going to continue to misinterpret her words. Sadly, even her compliments seemed to miss him completely. But it was really no wonder after the day that he'd had. Poor Jake. So, instead of arguing her point and keeping him there any longer, she decided to instead to just smile sweetly and let him go.
"Jake, you're more than welcomed to stay…. but that's up to you. Only if you want to." She clarified. She had kept him there against his will long enough. "I wonder... would you care for a Calming draught before you go?" She asked, getting up from the chair. Releasing Vincent to roam free, Iliana ever so slowly made her way over to her large, mahogany desk. "I have some here in my top desk drawer." She said, pulling it open and holding up a small vial.
Iliana looked over a Jake with a hopeful expression. A big, furry spider might actually work wonders in cheering him up. She propped herself up on the corner of the desk and leaned her head down to speak to the tarantula directly. "Oh, what's wrong pretty girl?" She asked, petting her gently before lifting her eyes to meet Kayla's. "May I?" She asked, laying her hand out in front of her.
Only if you want to... only if YOU want to...
Saying nothing but not moving from where he was half kneeling, Jake's eyes darted around the room, following the snidget, Vincent. He could amuse himself like this for hours... keeping track of the thing, losing it, then going through the motions of trying to find it. The whole thing was quite fun. Maybe Vincent wasn't so evil after all.
"Erm..." Jake dragged his eyes away from the bird reluctantly.
"What will it do?" he asked suspiciously.
"It won't... hurt or anything... will it?" Jake was now very wary of anything he was offered these days. Taking another look at Charlotte the tarantula, Jake let his gaze drift upwards again, looking for Vincent. There was a knock at the door, and Jake wondered vaguely who it was, but that was none of his business. Though he did wonder again whether they would, indeed, be turfed out.