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Jacob could smell Ash before she came fully in the room. His head snapped toward the brief hint of lilacs and clean linen. It made his skin itch being near her.<br/>
"See you downstairs." His eyes lingered on the sculpted shape of her backside in the balck yoga pants. Jacob was quick to turn his gaze away, embarrassed at the possibility of Ash turning around and watching the soldier fail miserably at acting casual. He grabbed some clean clothes and closed the door behind him. Jacob jumped at the sight of the tabby that ended up crawling between his legs. The cat was much skinnier than in the pictures, but considering how well this family seemed to be king, he wasn't surprised they were able to keep the animal well fed. It was clear that this place had a system and the only way they would be able to survive in it is if they learned to fit in. Though, Jacob wasn't sure how well they would do with the<br/>
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The clawfoot bathtub had a million rings around it, but at least the water was less murky than what he'd come across in most remaining lakes. The water that came out of the pipes wasn't any better. He knew that most people had started to build their camps around old wells. He figured the further out in the boondocks, maybe the luckier you were. He didn't have to worry about taking too long, considering the water was already cold. A quick dip of his hand through the tub told him that. Jacob assed his unkempt beard and his hair. He actually didn't mind the length, but figured he'd clean it up a little to make it less of a nuisance.<br/>
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He took time in washing himself, holding his breath to keep in the bitter taste of lie as he watched the water slowly start to change colors. He was quick to let the water off and use the little he had reserved separately to do a final wipe. Jacob finished off using the bowl of water to clean up his beard. After drying off, he changed into a separate pair of dark gray joggers. They were more comfortable than the camos he'd been wearing for the last couple of weeks. The white short sleeve he put on was a bit tight on him and only because he'd made three mistakes grabbing from the young teen's section. He lost a good bit of wait, but unintentionally had cut his figure, giving more visibility to his lean forearm and abdomen muscles. Jacob headed back into the room or placed his belongings away before heading downstairs, tucking his chain into his shirt as he made his way toward the final step.<br/>
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Everyone was seated in the dining room where a fresh candle had been lit and Leslie and Janice were setting the table. It was still raining hard outside. Jacob peeked through the spaces of the boards on the window, making sure there were no eyes in the bushes.<br/>
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"It wasn't like this always of course. When we first came in it was a madhouse," Lorraine said. "I mean we had people coming from all over just because they were passing through., trying to get to to a family member, a friend, you name it."<br/>
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