JKA: Wellll, I was gonna wait until this weekend to update this, but then I decided that I should put it up today, because today is a special day~ And so, this is dedicated to the AMAZING darkecomuse because not only does she beyond deserve it, but it's her birthday. ^_^ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEM! Leia, Dark Jak and I love you to pieces. :D
And to everyone else, usual disclaimers apply. Read, review, enjoy, you know how it is. :)
The Man Who Can't Be Moved – The Script
No one understood what he was there for. The sidelong stares, the whispered rumors didn't seem to bother him. Night and day, he waited — for what, not one soul could guess. Only the expression that was constantly present on his face gave any indication to what was going on within the strange, silent man. It was a look of utmost sorrow, an emotion that seemed to take physical shape in the form of swirls of ebony in his ocean-blue irises.
Jak was aware of the citizens gossiping about him, could feel their eyes watching him as they passed. None of this mattered to him. He remained rooted to the spot he'd been residing in for how long, even he didn't know — always hoping, always wondering.
She still hadn't spoken to him since he'd returned to Haven after defeating Erol and the Dark Makers. The only time he'd even seen her in the weeks following the event had been in the Spargus arena, when he'd turned down the opportunity to explore the universe with the Precursors. After that, she'd disappeared, become more of a distant memory than an actual sentient being.
Of course, he knew why she'd been avoiding him for so long — anyone who could have been considered close friends with either Jak or Ashelin knew that.
So it was for that reason Jak had staked out his own private corner on the edge of the port strip, and had completely refused to move after doing so. Knowing Keira like he did, looking out over the harbor was one of her favorite pastimes when she had nowhere to go and nobody to see, because it reminded her of Sandover. With her garage having been destroyed in the most recent Metal Head war, she was bound to show up there sooner or later.
Jak needed to talk to her desperately, patch things up somehow. And so he simply waited, too fearful of going to search for her, but just as afraid that she would never come.