<div style="text-align: center"><h1 class="advBBCode"><b>Jakob</b></h1>​</div><br/>Old? He chuckled softly when she mentioned him old. He preferred the term 'aged' instead. Old signified depreciation while he was bubbling with youth everyday.<br/>He listened to her talk without interrupting. If there was one thing about himself he could boast of was that he was a good listener.<br/><br/>"Hm, you are right. I won't want that either. Nevertheless I do not think you should fear for the park. They might be young and hot headed, but in all of Montana and beyond, I have never seen a more powerful force. They'd surprise you V." Now at his car, he gingerly opened her side of the door. Like a gentleman he bowed slightly, teasing, smiling. Maybe she expected him to be hasty, rush in to the car and drive to the scene furiously, but that wasn't Jakob. No he was a more composed man, he kept a check on the craziness not because he couldn't do it...nah its cause there ain't no stopping when he's unleashed.<br/><br/>As she brush past him, he catches a whiff of her hair, and her scent again. Thick, lush, aphrodisiac...brings to mind spring in Paris.<br/><br/>"I do have some questions V," he said as he tool his seat. Turning the key he brings the twin turbo SS Aero engines to life. While reversing he continued<br/>"and you don't necessarily have to answer, if you don't answer that's cool. I do warn you, I'm pretty inquisitive and I have my ways of finding out what pricks my curiosity." His gaze fall on Lyden's motorcycle and he relaxed some. She had his unwavering attention now.<br/>"Why did you leave Russia? This park why did you leave them and how?" This time she would clearly see the seriousness in his eyes, hear the stillness in his voice. A complete different man from the one who had opened the door with flirty smiles.<br/><br/>Ravenbane would defend her own, always...but when her own had done a great wrong, she doesn't give full support.