Unexpected Outcomes

Boredom

"I reckon we should head up Westminster.... What do you reckon? Theres a better class of folks up there, the sort who don't even know they're getting done over......always better dibs ....."

"And less Blighters.... You're on, Westminster it is then.... And dressed like that you'll fit right in....Come on " she smiled as you both began to scuff towards the door of your room readying yourself to leave.

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The Frye's Train

" What are you working on?" Jacob asked flatly as he observed Evie scribbling rather frantically in her notebook. His steps were heavy and deliberate as he scuffed rather nonchelantly into the train carriage

"Ahh good afternoon brother dear" she replied, her tone sarcastic and cold as she took a moment to glance up from her scribe "are you in the slightest bit interested in what I'm working on?" She asked as her eyes fell back to her work

Jacob perched next to her on the edge of her desk, his backside crumpling some papers stacked there "not really, no" he replied coldly with a lopsided churlish grin. Nonetheless, he tilted his head and his eyes cast down to her neatly written words.

"Didn't think so" she quipped quickly, her eyes scowling at his choice of seat "do you mind Jacob?" She snapped as her hands lifted slightly remonstrating at the work that was getting more and more crumpled.

"No" he smiled teasingly "so what is it you're working on now then Evie? ......Don't tell me.... You've found a secret Assassin's vault where the shards of Eden have been kept all this time....no wait, not shards....keys of Eden? Magical pair of boots of Eden? The mystical invisibility hat of Eden? Am I getting close?"

"You're really not taking any of this seriously are you?" Evie snapped angrily

"Not really no" he smiled arrogantly with a slight sneer

"You might think this is a big joke Jacob but these pieces of Eden could spell disaster if they get into the hands of the Templars.....we need to save London, Does that thought not even bother you?" She asked sharply

Jacobs mouth turned slightly as he thought over his answer "what's going to save London is taking out the Templars, not chasing some folly of a magical ancient fantasy Evie"

Evie shook her head somewhat despondently at her brothers total disregard, her eyes fell down to her script once more. There was a moments silence as she gathered her thoughts once again and then placed nib to paper preparing to write.

Jacob remained perched upon the desks surface, arms crossing, his mouth began to make a loud kind of clicking sound as if singing along to some simple and random song that was seemingly stuck in his head, all the while his eyes skirted disinterestedly across the carriage.

Evie paused her writing and took a deepened breath, her eyes widening  as she listened a moment to her brothers annoying song.  It was only when the clicks turned into a breathy but noisy whistle that Evie slammed her pen down upon her desks surface

"JACOB!" She snapped angrily stopping him immediately with a slight jump "haven't you got anything else you could be getting on with?"

Jacobs mouth thinned as he sighed deeply "I'm bored Evie"

"Id have never guessed" she bit somewhat furiously "look, if you're that bored I'm heading out later to meet with Henry, he says there's news from the Maharaja about a possible vault somewhere hidden deep
underneath London..... Although it pains me to say this, why don't you come with us?" She asked