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Before he went to gamble Jacob went to smoke. In all of the ongoings no one had stripped him of his items which was a blessing. He still had a can of food, drink, a needle of healing vial, and his candle holder.

Best of all?

That last cigarette/

Before he even dove into the events going on around him he took a seat and fumbled out the crumbled smoke staring sadly at it. "Maybe I should have taken that drink earlier.... no sense staying off the wagon if you're being sold into Slavery..."

For the most part Jacob had minded his own while he debated his last smoke, or even the drink. He hadn't caved yet for the booze but the stress and awkwardness of the situation was pushing the temptation higher then ever. Funny how it took once vice to ignore the other. He rolled the cigarette between his fingers slowly before looking up to a voice.

"Yeah, I work in the medical at the prison. Well I try to help at least. Not like we have supplies much for anything more then slapping dirty cloth on a cut and calling it good." He paused looking at his smoke, "Raffin." He finally said remembering the boys name, "I've seen all the notes we have on the folks in our area, well some of them. Helped the shrink do some filing one day, guys a right p***k in my mind but I remember your name from them. Any chance you got a light?"