kiss me under the mistletoe [private -- jelena]

you can’t fly unless you let yourself fall

It was safe to say that Jacob wasn't clumsy enough to fall flat on his face, although he had come close twice now. Back in Canada he had been pretty big on the whole ice hockey thing so he was pretty confident on the ice, but the campers that were around him were just Idiots. After twenty minutes, the son of Nyx had throw in the towel and decided to fetch himself a warm coffee whilst the Ice-rink was packed. He was sure that the large crowd would leave by lunch time, giving him a chance to actually do something properly.

Choosing to wear much warmer clothes now that winter had placed itself above their heads, Jacob had ditched his usual denim jackets In for a grey pair of sweats on the bottom and a thick, warm black hoodie on his top half. There was no doubting that he was warm even If he had damp, darker patches along by his hip from where he had fell on the ice once. Instead of Jacob wearing his usual spiked hairstyle, he had most of his brown locks tucked away beneath a red-beanie hat that kept his pierced ears warm also. A little bit of hair pocket out at the front and his shaved-sideburns, yet it was enough to keep his satisfied.

When he returned to the rink, he traded in his red Suprah's for a pair of skates and started to get back on the quieter ice. Most of the rowdy Ares kids had finally left, thank god. Jake sped up a little as he went around, the front of his blade clipping a fent in the ice's surface and forcing him to stumble a little, slamming his body Into one of the barriers. "Real smooth." he mumbled beneath his breath, straightening as If that had never happened.

Swag.

you can’t fly unless you let yourself fall

Balls; someone had seen him fall over. He leant back again the side of the rink, straightening the beanie over his tousled hair and acting as If nothing had even happened even though there was at least one witness. He didn't look over, his golden-brown gaze lingering ahead of his before letting his face expose itself to the girl. Even without the introduction, he knew who the pretty girl was; she had been the leader of the Athena cabin for the whole time he had been at camp. He didn't think they'd ever shared words, but he knew who she was. He didn't need an Introduction, dude.

Sharing her small yet slightly bemused smile, Jake raised his eyebrows up and down quickly in a 'what up' gesture. "Yeah, I know." he snorted, one of his gloved hands going inside the pocket of his sweats whilst the other was propped up against the railing. "I'm Jacob." he shrugged, not sure whether he was feeling awkward or the cold was getting to him. The embarressment of falling was dissapearing slowly, replaced by his hyperactive, playful and unique personality slowly. He was good at pretending, that was for sure.

Skating forward about a metre to where he had tripped, Jacob examined the layer of Ice for a moment before pointing at a indentation in the relatively smooth surface. He didn't have to explain himself, that was true, but he did it for a joke more than anything. "See! That is the reason I fell over," Jacob struggled to keep a grin off his full lips. "complete misunderstanding. Not at all my fault."