jude "i am super chill all the time!!!!" murphy (sueasadsong) wrote in rooms,
Gatsby: Clementine/Jude
Jude was preparing to go into the hotel, that was the amusing part. Or serendipitous part. After she went quiet on him on the journals, he went immediately to meet with War. And it was a success, a brilliant, overwhelming, intimidating, addictive thrill. He was still adjusting to it, to the power beneath his fingertips, and learning how to use it, what his new place in the world would be. He already had money, power, and influence in this city, which was inherited through the hotel, and by his own actions while there. He was making his own practice instead of partnering with others. What did he need with them?
Word was taken to him that a young woman was injured, and there were very limited people who would go looking for him. A quick description was all it took for him to immediately take off. His horse could change into any vehicle he needed, and these days it went into a sleek black car. It was the richest and most advanced there could be in that time, but he liked the classic look too. He didn't bother to park well or lock it; the horse would not let anyone but its owner inside.
At first glance, Jude looked the same as he always did. Of course the last time she saw him, outside of their shared dream, he was bleeding to death. But now he was sleek, slim, dressed in an expensive and tailored suit, dark hair slicked back, and he was composed, calm. Visibly there was no change that could concern anyone, but there was an undercurrent. Something uneasy, and people seemed to notice it, seemed to keep out of his way. He went immediately to Clementine's bed side and sat on the side of it.
"Clementine?" She was injured, she looked terrible. His heart twisted, mixed with relief and rage, and he touched her face gently. "Oh my sweet sister, what happened to you?"