TheClosetKidnapper

Jace laughs. "Good. Me too."

"Okay, duchess." Jace smiles.

"A princess or a duchess." Jace smiles. "You choose."

"I don't remember the actual term for it, but sure." Jace nods.

Jace laughs and nods, his eyes closing on their own for a moment. "Something like that."

"W-we had to." Jace says. "The war and everything out there." He remembers a lighter matter and flashes a smile looking at her. "You know, we were second in line ...

Jace shrugs. "I guess it's 'cause we left him back home when we scrammed. But...But mom told us to go. Nic said so. I-i don't know why if it's not ...

"Maybe." Jace says, not too worried.

Jace smiles and kisses her, while Nic slumps over and passes out.

Name: Lucas Starbrooke Gender: Male Age: 21 (looks 19) Nationality: American Position: Explosives Appearance: Lucas is quite scrawny, with messy blondish-brown hair and wild blue eyes. He's average he

"You would know by now if I was." Jace says, reaching for a drink that isn't there.

"He's against PDA's." Jace laughs, subconsciously swaying in his seat.

Jace high-fives Rayah before kissing her quickly. Nic pretends to gag again.

"Oh." Jace nods. "Is that a good thing?"

Nic laughs as she runs into the bar, breaking his silence, and Jace opens his eyes to find her away from him. "Whoa. What'd you do?" He slurs.