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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 8:02 pm
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Jerome had the room mostly to himself at this time, not that that wasn't nice every once in a while, but the gangster start starting to think that maybe he would get up and go look to see if there were any other Rockets he knew hanging around. Just to have the company,
Letting out a heavy breath through his nose, Jerome sat himself up from where he way lounging on his small cot like bed, running a hand over his face as he moved to put his feet on the floor. lingering for a couple of seconds longer, though before he could get up, the sounds of someone entering the room drew his attention, and he found Zacharie walking in with his arms full of various brightly colored things. "The hell kinda' expirament ya running now?" He asked, pushing himself up to help the Grunt with the items.
When the younger Rocket told Jerome he had a question, the Agent arched an eyebrow. "Yea?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 11:11 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 6:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 24, 2014 8:14 pm
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And here came the hard part. It had been recommended to make your emotions towards the other person clear so as to not cause confusion. Emotions were not his strong point...
Deep breaths Zacharie, you can do this!
"It has come to my attention recently...well not recently but within the last couple of months but the point is is that I've come to realize just exactly what you mean to me, Jerome." He said as he fiddled with the hem of his uniform shirt. He scrambled to collect his thoughts, to put them in some sort of order that would make sense, but it was proving increasingly difficult. Why didn't he write what he wanted to say on a notecard beforehand?! "From the moment we met you have been looking out for me; which was...and still is, a bit odd since I've never had anyone particularly care about my well being besides Jabari and well, you know how Jabari is." He laughed lightly as he thought about his Shuppet. "You have saved my life...twice even, and I know that you did not exactly want for me to join this kind of lifestyle I am eternally grateful that you have brought me here. I have felt more welcomed and at home here than I ever have before." The teen bit his bottom lip and sniffled before cursing quietly under his breath and bringing a hand up to wipe at his damp eyes. He took a shuddering breath as he tried to compose himself, he was not going to cry dammit! "After hearing about my parents' de-" He hiccuped softly and shook his head, "Their...their deaths." It was the first time he'd actually said it out loud since he'd heard the news from Izaya and it did strange things to his heartbeat. "I realized that while I have made friends here and Team Rocket is my home it's you that..." He trailed off, unsure how to put his thoughts into words. "You're my friend...my best friend actually and...and my family. You, Bro, Tremain, and my pokemon of course, you're all my family." He laughed in a hollow manner as he ran a hand through his hair, lightly tugging on the short strands. "Anyway, I suppose what I'm trying to get to is...I'd like for you to be my partner...so we can continue to look out for one another..."
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2014 11:39 am
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Jerome was taken aback at first, looking a little surprised as Zacharie started talking, eying the younger Rocket as he was clearing speaking about something that made him uncomfortable, and even upset as the mention of his parents... death? Jerome blinked, he didn't know his parents had died... Jerome certainly didn't leave them like though, though with the way Zacharie had told him Jerome wasn't sure how was a good time to bring that up.
What followed, rendered the gangster completely still as he listened, his expression somewhat difficult to read as it had adopted a slight gaping dull look. what the gangster would be feeling however, was far different.
It had been years since he had lost everyone he had ever known in his life, and in those years Jerome had lived with a great deal of guilt, why had he survived? Just to be swept up in another gang, a bigger gang, one he could never even have the chance to run from. Why had he survived, time and time again in situations he was sure he would die, when all of his friends his family, his brothers and sisters of the 14s, had died. Jerome had been certain he would be doing this job, with the understanding of dying soon on some mission or something, ready to face it when it did come, but otherwise still, for some reason hanging onto this survival instinct.
The day he had met Zacharie, had been one of the darkest time in Jerome's life- A dawning lit up Jerome's face, as he seemed to regard the Grunt as if seeing him for the first time. Since the day he brought Zacharie in, he remembered that things got better, He wasn't sure why or how, but he had a sense of responsibility for the kid who's poor luck had landed him in the same place as Jerome, Lost everything only to find everything. They were family now... Zacharie had said it, and Jerome understood it was true, not just the others on the team, but the purple haired skinny nerd in front of him now, He had to live, so he could look out for him, take responsibility for him, and to help him.
The whole time Jerome just stared at Zacharie, in complete and utter speechlessness, and it wouldn't seem that Jerome would be inclined to say anything more. So instead, with a deep exhale the Agent let her shoulders relax as he walked over to Zacharie, and clapped his arms around him in a firm and full embrace, patting his shoulder and back every now and then as he seemed to just not breath.
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