originaljackass | Ch. 2 - Legends are made when you're Jack of Fables

[Right now he's got his feet kicked up on a stack of all the various books he could find where he was in them. Collections of fairy tales, fables, and more colorful adaptions - all of them. The other day he raided the library and took all of them home. If people want to go off and read about him, they'll have to talk to the real thing first. After having spoken to some other people about their worlds and sharing his own identity when convenient, Jack has come to some conclusions about Luceti. Ones that requires a little more looking into.]

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You people have legends in your world, right? Any of them true? Any of you ever met them? Or hell, maybe some of you are the legendary type too.

I'm one of the latter. I'm Jack of the Tales - at least, all the good ones. Any of you [losers] people heard of me?

Oh right, one more thing. Someone mind telling me how those filters work? Seems like it could be handy.

[Later, for anyone who wants to bother him in person, he'll be hanging out at the shops, wishing he had money to spend on all of it (even though it's all free). Luceti is a poor place to be for a man obsessed with wealth.]

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[ !! That surprises him, so he sort of starts to write without thinking ]

Really? I've never seen her really fight but I know she's a nice per

[ and the words just stop. Oops. Should he be saying things like this? ]

Or maybe the quote-unquote good ones aren't as good as they think they are.

Aye, well....sometimes it's wise to concern yourself with the future, lad. Plot out the best course and be ready to shift if the wind changes. Depending on how many devils are at your heels, of course.

And early bloomer, then. Good for you.

[That earns an abrupt sigh, not from impatience, but from relief, though it's well-disguised.]

Then forget it. You've just made your decision. Good evening, Jack. [With his groceries and frying pan, he breezes for the door.]

Same to you, Archie!

[What, he couldn't do a little digging to find your real name? After Archie leaves, Jack does the same, heading for another store, not bothered at all.]

[Aha.]

Sounds like she's more than just an urban legend to me.

Or you just haven't given them a chance.

My future's as secure as they come. Once I'm out of this shithole, I'll be living like a king.

Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I was one of the knights.

What, you went through years of education just to teach? Didn't try to strike out on your own, fail miserably, and realize that you could only teach what you couldn't do?

Enough about me. How about you? You never told me why you decided to become High School Counselor for the damned.

I haven't been here long enough to answer that. Though I'd guess they didn't want all the expectations that came with it.

Somehow you don't seem the type to mind the attention, though. [whether he could live up to his hype was another matter.]

I'm not other people. I'm Jack Horner and I always live up to the hype. [Even if some people are too thick to realize it.]

I was in debt and I needed a job. The principal hired me on the spot.

[ simply the truth, really. ]

That must've been one hell of a resume.

What can I say? I've got skills.

[a laugh] Well, certainly no one could accuse you of lack of confidence.

[Funny, the only tales with a Jack Horner she could remember was the nursery rhyme. Somehow she didn't think that was the impression he was going for]

That was quite the announcement. Have you found anyone who knows you, here?

Hmph. A kingly life, eh? That's fine for some, I suppose...

I feel like we have- but then, who hasn't heard of the Jack?

[Color Ron unimpressed. Well, for the most part, anyway.]

Wow. You must be wicked old, then.

Or maybe they'll take that chance and use it to try and accomplish shady things.

Ah--well no. It was more complicated than that. [ But that's something he doesn't want to talk about. Fail miserably hits home rather hard, but not in the educational sense. ] Teaching came from my world being so divided. Mythologies and humans coexisting it's a rather foreign concept to them I'm afraid.

So when do I make my appointment?

I think I met your younger sister.

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