Ch. 1 - There is no plan without Jack of Fables

[originaljackass]

[Voice]

Hey Kennedy, meet me at Good Spirits. We're going to have a drink.

[Despite his fantastic lack of an intro post, Jack is actually already settled into Luceti, having already been around for over a week now. Having noticed the large quantity of people who walk around with weapons, Jack has already looted the smithy for a pistol and a perfectly preserved Confederate Officer's saber he'd kept since the war. Sure, it had no special powers and would probably shatter if he used his full strength hitting something with it, but damn if he didn't look cool. Hell, he even has his old officer's hat to go with it.

He'll be available at Good Spirits both before and after meeting Kennedy (if indeed the poor sailor shows up) to be poked and prodded. Or if that's not your thing, he'll be taking his time on his way home in spite of the heavy snowfall (which barely bothers him anyway), whistling a forgotten tune, and wondering what a man is to do in a moneyless economy when his greatest ambition is having lots of money. Which he already had in the real world.]

Comments

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[originaljackass]

That really hurts to hear you say that, Buffy.

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[herotypical]

...It hurts to hear me being inclusive?

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[originaljackass]

Well it's hard to feel wanted if everyone else is.

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[herotypical]

Used to feeling wanted, are you?

[ of course he is. ]

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[originaljackass]

It seems to be a pattern.

[Until he wears out his welcome. That's also a pattern.]

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[herotypical]

Patterns are meant to be broken.

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[originaljackass]

So you'd rather me not feel welcome anywhere?

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[herotypical]

[ a bit of a stammer: ] N-no, that's not really what I meant.

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[originaljackass]

[He stands up.]

If you want me to go, you just have to ask. I'm not a man to overstay my welcome.

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[herotypical]

No, it's...Jack? It's a public place. Whatever. Stay. Unless you want to go, and then I also can't make you stay. Either or.

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[originaljackass]

[He pauses as he considers that, then puts out his cigarette in an ashtray, picks up his hat from the stool next to his and puts it on.]

I'll catch you around town, Buffy. Thanks for the soda.