"We should probably make sure that is actually booze on offer before you decide to move in. The women are pretty enough, but not pretty enough to make a man lead a sober life." Jacob chuckled to himself. He had been eager to explore the place when Edward had suggested it to him, after all, how often did one get the chance to visit other worlds? Not to mention that he was already desperate for something else to do with his time. He and Edward had explored as much of the station as they could manage without making a nuisance of themselves and that hadn't taken quite as long as Jacob had hoped. They had spoken of boredom on the network, he really hadn't understood it then but he did now.
A bored Jacob Frye was a terrible thing, he was the first to admit it. The poor people of Crawley that had to suffer through his adolescence would likely be the second.
"Let's get a drink in you, Kenway." He said, glancing back at the buildings as they came to the pub. They were all so very tall and in such shapes that climbing them would be a fun adventure. Not that Jacob actually intended to climb, but Edward didn't need to know that. "Then I'm going to race you to the top of that tower. The loser, which will be you if you were curious, will buy the drinks for the rest of this little excursion."