[ Jesper likes to be in motion even in this place, pushing off the bar and taking the hand that was on his arm. He tucks it right into his elbow as if he's escorting her, and in a way, he is. He walks her down the steps from the bar to the gambling table floor. This is usually where there's a huge crowd, but Jesper hasn't really filled his space with fake people much, it always feels weird. ]
The Crow Club was bought by my boss, Kaz Brekker. He, Inej, and I are the best of friends, although he hates any and all reference to affection and will deny it to his last breath.
[ So naturally, he surrounds himself with two loving and forgiving people who tolerate his nonsense and don't give him crap over it. Jesper knows for a fact that Kaz has a heart, a big heart, but he would probably break Jesper's kneecaps to prove otherwise. ]
Kaz says it's because crows remember enemies, but they also remember friends.
[ Vaguely sentimental, he would try to make it as cynical as possible. ]
We usually play cards here, but I was shown by someone ... here.
[ Jesper takes her over to one of the tables, a stack of cards and fake coin and paper there, and waves a hand so they seem to dim and disappear, leaving behind a clear table. ]
All you have to do is think of a game you like from home.
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Date: 2022-04-18 11:06 pm (UTC)[ Jesper likes to be in motion even in this place, pushing off the bar and taking the hand that was on his arm. He tucks it right into his elbow as if he's escorting her, and in a way, he is. He walks her down the steps from the bar to the gambling table floor. This is usually where there's a huge crowd, but Jesper hasn't really filled his space with fake people much, it always feels weird. ]
The Crow Club was bought by my boss, Kaz Brekker. He, Inej, and I are the best of friends, although he hates any and all reference to affection and will deny it to his last breath.
[ So naturally, he surrounds himself with two loving and forgiving people who tolerate his nonsense and don't give him crap over it. Jesper knows for a fact that Kaz has a heart, a big heart, but he would probably break Jesper's kneecaps to prove otherwise. ]
Kaz says it's because crows remember enemies, but they also remember friends.
[ Vaguely sentimental, he would try to make it as cynical as possible. ]
We usually play cards here, but I was shown by someone ... here.
[ Jesper takes her over to one of the tables, a stack of cards and fake coin and paper there, and waves a hand so they seem to dim and disappear, leaving behind a clear table. ]
All you have to do is think of a game you like from home.