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

[originaljackass]

[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.]

[Voice]

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.]

Comments

[simplestgift]

[That earns a skeptical look.] Then clearly you don't need my help after all.

[originaljackass]

I'm inclined to agree.

[He tips his hat and turns.]

Best of luck, buddy. Maybe we can share a drink again sometime.

[simplestgift]

[He grits his teeth a bit, trying not to think about the offer he just turned down. The real question is whether or not he'd rather be dead than manipulated. Not sure what he's going to say next, he sighs in frustration.]

Jack.

[originaljackass]

[Jack stops, but doesn't turn.]

Yeah?

[simplestgift]

[He can't believe he's saying this, but now that the opportunity is so quickly walking away, he just does.]

I accept. I accept, all right?

[originaljackass]

[Jack still doesn't move much. He's considering it. Archie's been kind of a pain in the ass up until now. Is it worth it still?]

I'm not too sure you're worth the trouble.

[simplestgift]

[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.]

[originaljackass]

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.]