Everything has finally checked out and Jack has been laying low.  Even from his own nest.  You can only stand an insane Spaniard for a roommate for so long before either Jack or Diego ends up smothering the other with a pillow.  The bunk bed system works but the fact they share is Shane's love of chaos.  He wouldn't put it pass Rocca to have a running bet of who kills who first.  But Jack was more in touch with his own humanity and being treated as he was as the bitch he needed his own little place to relax and wind down.  Besides, he was the ticking time bomb Ace knew about.  So the rattler had been trying to keep himself busy with real estate hunting.  Something for himself but enough room for random nestmates to crash at if one desires too or not.  He had narrowed it down to three locations and all up on the hill instead of being close to the beach.  But a home isn't enough.  What would he do besides be Shane's bitch all day?  An interesting question. 

To think about how to beat his long standing boredom Jack was laying on the the cold floor with a legal-ledge yellow pad of paper and a pen in front of him.  The shop was closed and he didn't have worry about random skater customers coming in and looking at him funny.  A surfer is just use to wearing less clothing and being in shorts is comfortable.  What Jack also had was three rats in small cages, each marked #1, #2, and #3.  No one ever asks Jack what he can do and he didn't believe he needed to tell.  But each of the rats have the scent of venom around them, only different doses that had been contaminated in their water.  With alcohol, too.  Rat #3 was heavily intoxicated and kept falling over.  Rat #1 was twitching as it was dying.  But rat #2 was the most lively and kept walking into the cage's wall.  Blue eyes kept watching the little rodents and would scribble down notes.  Those notes are too complex for some to understand but it was a formula based upon the results he was seeing. It was also surreal to him.  But a snake has to make a living some how.

Also he was ignoring the man shackled to the wall.  If he bothered Jack the rattler would hit him until he shuts up.  Makes a note that formula #1 is too potent.  Unless he can try it on someone who is a lycan. Wonders if Diego would be dumb enough.  It wouldn't kill the guy but worse case scenario would be that Diego would be passed out for a few hours with a hangover.  If it can knock out another venomous lycan then it would be a little too potent for his liking.  Formula #2 looked like it could be marketable for the masses but #3 was his favorite.  It was all still in the testing phase.  However he does live in the Kadra's home for now, shared with others, too.  What would they think what he was up to?  There's no telling but the chances were they wouldn't give a damn.  No matter, he kept to his study even if they walk in on it.  As long as he kept to himself and not shoved around he was all right.