Jack was standing on the roof of their apartment complex with a length of rope in her hand, twisting and bending the rope until she got a desired lasso. She wasn't on the farm any more but the still practiced any chance she got. It was early morning and she was looking for something to hook when her eyes landed on the window across from her apartment. She knew it was Souls room and he was probably out doing something but he always left his window open. Jack smirked at it and bent down, looking for a better view of what was inside. She saw Blair laying on his bed in her normal cat form and smiled, eyeing her hat. It would be a difficult catch but this was a girl who managed to hook Whirlwind, the toughest and meanest bull in her old County. She was a pro with a rope and wasn't afraid to show it.
She let out a length of rope from her hand and started twirling it, getting it to form a circle over the ground. Once she was satisfied she gave a flick of her wrist and raised the lasso over her head, swinging it with more vigor to get it really going. She smiled and tipped back her cowboy hat. Her hat was light brown suade with three bear claw necklasses braisded around the bowl. She got those bear claws from her uncle. She loved this hat.
Blair yawned and stretched out, making Jacks access even better. "Lasso don't fail meh now!" Jack cheered, throwing it at the open window. It soared across the gap between the apartments and slid easily into the window. Jack pulled the rope slightly causing the lasso to shrink in diameter and allow it to fall easily over blairs hat. She smirked and pulled at the right time, causing the hat to be pulled perfectly from Blairs furry head.
Jack could hear Blair yelp and jump ontot he window sill as Jack grabbed the hat herself. "Sorry, there, Blair, jus' had to do it." Jack called, taking off her cowboy hat at placing Blairs hat on her head. "Ah kinda like this hat, though, think Ah could pull it awf?" When Jack yelled it caused her accent to become heavier and lazier, which some found cute.
Blair smiled and disappeard in a puff of smoke and reapeared in her usual human form wearing a black leather bikini top and black leather shorts. She jumped from the window and landed on her flying pumpkin, floating up the the roof. "Hey, Jaqueline!" Blair cooed, jumping off the pumpkin and smiling at her.
"It's Jack, Blair, ya'll know that." Jack said as Blair took her hat off Jacks head. Blair shrugged and picked up the lasso.
"You're pretty good at this, growing up in the country and all."
"Ya learn plenty from growing yer own food, cookin' and being an al'round good person." Jack said, rubbing the back of her head. "Ah don't really know what Ah am, can't be a southern belle since Ah ain't no push over and I ain't no boy so Ah can't be a souther gentleman..."
"Southern Gentlewoman?" Blair offered with a wide smile.
"Sure, whah not?" Jack laughed.
"Why on earth are you up this late?" Blair asked, stretchign out her lithe body.
"Used to it, on the farm if ya weren' up by dawn ya didn' deserve tah be in the fam'ly." Jack explained, looking intot he distance where the sun was just starting to poke out from behind the horizon. "You wan' some coffe?"
"Sure, I'm up already." Blair said with a shrug as she followed Jack to the stairs. "So, what's up with Soul and Misty? Their pretty close, huh?" Blair asked as they entered the apartment.
"Wha? Nah, Misty ain' interested in relationships any more than a dog is with a mouse." Jack said, shaking her head. Blair had to pause and consider what Jack had said.
"You sure? They're always together after all."
"Misty's a pretty laid back girl, she doesn' care for al that lovey dovey hoo-ha." Jack said as she poured two cups of coffee. "Ah don' even think she cares about becomin' a Death Sahthe, to be honest."
"That doesn't surprise me, I;m not being mean but does she even feel emotions? She walks around like she's been deprived of sleep for a whole month." Blair commented, looking at the array of coffee additives.
"Ah think she does, Blair, Misty just doesn't know how to handle hers. Ah'd tell you why but Ah'm afraid as her friend Ah can't go telling everybody." Jack said, pouring honey into her coffee.
"Don't worry, I understand...is that any good?" Blair asked, pointing to the honey. Jack nodded.
"It's from mah gran-gran Dorreen, she raises bees that drink from sunflower seeds and roses, gives the honey a nice earthy taste." Jack told her as she passed over the honey jar. Blair dipper her finger in the golden goo and licked her finger before smiling apperciativly and pouring a generous amount in her own coffee.
"You're pretty cool...Jack, why don't we ever hang out?'
Jack shrugged and sipped her coffee, "Ah always figured you thought I was some country bumpkin." She confessed.
"Well, maybe at first because of the way you talk, but since I'm getting to know you more you're pretty cool."
"Well thank you kindly, Blair, t'be honest Ah've been lookin' for some gal to hang out with, Ren's been saying it ain' right for a girl to have fifty guy friends and two girl friends."
"Well, I see her point. I'll be happy to hang out with you, Jack. You could share some of your southern style with me."
Jack smiled brightly and drank her coffee.
