<div class="floatleft">(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii28/ambrosia_kisses/Face%20Claims/rubyrose1_zps6yxkovad.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jacqueline 'Jackie' Fawkes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12386147#msg12386147)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>San Francisco, California | 4th August 2017, Friday | Past 2 AM<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Cole | Closed<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>: This (http://www.justthedesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/82.-tomboy.jpg)<br/><strong>Content:</strong><em>Merely wanting to pay a person for his good deed. Also, tea and scones!</em><br/><hr/><br/>To any other sensible person, her invitation might just be a ploy for something more sinister and Jackie understood on her hero's hesitance on accepting her offer. In fact, she might seemed very unreasonable on offering a mere stranger into her own private home especially when they just only met a few moments ago. Still, her reasoning was very much valid within her mind and she hoped she could repay the man's bravery with some little token of gratitude — even if it would just be her serving tea and scones to the daring man.<br/><br/>Much to her delight, her saviour seemed agreeable to the notion as the shadowy man spoke out to her. She gave a gentle scoff, but mostly out of jest, "Have you ever meet a British who doesn't love his or her tea? If they don't offer you a cuppa, they are not truly British at all! Or that's what my dad used to say.. Also, do not underestimate those scones! Learned the recipe from my own mum now.. And you're very lucky that I baked a batch just last morning too!" Jackie seemed to look a little proud of that little fact, but that wasn't too important. She shook his hand once her own hand was grasped and her smile widened slightly.<br/><br/>Still, she even was a little surprised once the man suddenly shot himself into the air with very little effort from his side and he disappeared onto the roof like a fleeting shadow. And just like that, he soon returned and Jackie turned herself to where the man hid himself again once he was back on the ground. At his question, the British woman only then realized she didn't really explain herself to him other than her wanting to show him her gratitude, "Oh! I realized I didn't really mention about that, hm? But yes, I'm one - well, one of<em>you</em>, I mean. I think that explains on why I didn't run away like a scared lunatic once you saved my pretty arse, huh?"<br/><br/>The British woman seemed very nonchalant about the whole ordeal; even more with how she easily admitted on her being one of the dreaded Evolved as how people had been calling them as of late. Perhaps it was one of the reasons Jackie wanted to offer to the man over to her apartment, maybe to give him something akin to acceptance from her though it depended on how long he was willing to stay within her home. Even then, she gave a gesture with her hand, "But my apartment is just one or two blocks away. Not too far away if you don't mind a small walk.. But first, what should I call you since you want to remain all mysterious, hm? If you ask me, I don't mind calling you 'Spidey' like the comic book hero 'Spiderman' but that would be too childish, wouldn't it?"<br/><br/>As she talked further with him, the dark-haired woman started walking and figured the mysterious man would follow her however he wished. Nonetheless, like she had said, her apartment building wasn't very fair and within a short time, she called the elevator once they entered into the lobby and then arriving to her apartment floor. Finding her apartment door was simple enough and she scooped her keys out to unlock it before allowing her new guest to enter into her home before she did. Already, her small yet cozy-looking apartment (http://cdn.home-designing.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/small-one-bedroom-ideas.png) looked very welcoming with her added touches and elements, especially with her choice of bright colours here and there with some furniture and decorations. Nevertheless, the apartment had a homely but charming feeling to it, which seemed very fitting to the owner who lived there.<br/><br/>After she slipped her leather jacket off to hang it upon a chair, the British woman made way to the kitchen though she briefly waved over to the couch in the living room, "Make yourself comfortable! I just need to put the kettle on the stove and we'll have tea in a jiffy!" She disappeared into the kitchen but the sounds from the kitchen was enough indication she was clearly doing what she said she would. She returned to the living room once that was done.<br/><br/>"So.. I have a very important question for you.." She paused, looking a tad serious for just a brief moment but a smile quickly peeked out, "Have you eaten yet? Well, mostly I want an excuse to warm up those scones I've mentioned earlier. And also, I do have beer if you prefer that from tea. I promise I wouldn't be offended if you do."