Ch. 6 - Scales and wings are such a drag for Jack of Fables

[originaljackass]

[Jack is getting restless now. It's been nearly a month since he was turned into this big hulking beast and frankly? It's getting pretty damn old. Each day he has to roll in his gold a little longer to make himself feel better and he's less and less inclined to leave his gold behind. That damn pirate is going to try and find it, he just knows it. Still, hunger is hunger and he's getting sick of deer, bears, cows, and sheep. The farm animals are the easiest to get, but he's noticed he's been... thinning the herd a bit. He can't live off them forever. As for hunting? It's a pain in the ass.

Well, if he's going to be stuck like this, like hell he's going to just hide. So retreating from his cave, he'll be flying towards town. He'll stop just behind the grocery store and land there. Seeing as he's too big to get in... he'll just bust a hole in the roof and start grabbing stuff that way. Good thing these buildings auto-repair and the food restocks itself, because he won't be leaving much of a store behind by the time he's done.]

((ooc: Feel free to catch him at the store or prowling around the mountains. But not so much his secret treasure horde... not yet!))

Comments

[herotypical]

Wait...you weren't kidnapped, were you?

[ because no one else has been showing signs of experiment and HUFF why does she care, anyway? ]

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Nope. Been like this since the last experiment. I thought you had to be experimented on for this kind of shit to happen.

[herotypical]

Yeah, but...what does that make it? An experiment of one? No one else is walking around all scaly.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Delayed reaction, maybe. People turned into weird shit for that other experiment.

[herotypical]

I've been here for over two years, Horner. I've never seen a reaction this delayed. Or any reaction that'd been delayed at all.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Right, right. I forgot. Miss Malnosso Expert, Buffy Summers, speaking.

[herotypical]

Watch it -- I'm way more knowledgeable than you in this corner. Are you sure it's just not a...oh! Maybe someone cast a spell on you.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Well how am I supposed to find out if someone did that?

[herotypical]

Gee, I don't know -- compile a list of all the people you've pissed off recently?

[ ... ] Or would it be shorter to just make a list of the ones who like you.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Well there's you, that Sparrow guy... maybe Archie. Though he'd be a dick if he did, since I saved his ass. But he's not a magic type anyway.

[Is there anyone else? He's been on good behavior, really.]

[herotypical]

No, he's not. Neither's Jack. Or me.

[ BUT they all know people who are the magic type. ]

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Well there you go. The three people in Luceti I've pissed off the most.

[Well, there's also Lightning, but he finds it unlikely she'd be the petty, vengeful type.]

[herotypical]

What? That's it? Us three?

No way. There's gotta be more.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

I probably couldn't be bothered to remember who they were.

[herotypical]

...Well, there you go. It's probably one of them.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

[He snorts that. He doesn't want to think about being stuck like this much longer, so he goes back to eating.]

[herotypical]

...Your table manners are atrocious.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Find me a plate and fork my size and maybe I'll care.

[herotypical]

That's it. I'm out -- not even ten minutes and you're already giving me a headache.

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

Yeah, whatever. [And then he snickers as he thinks of something.] Be sure to give our kid a hug next time you see her.

[It helps to make fun of Buffy's problems, because then he's not worrying about his own.]

[herotypical]

If that was supposed to wind me up, Horner? It failed. I actually like Winry. Liked her before she was my temp-daughter and I like her still. Go bug someone else.

[ heading for the door. ]

[dragonjack.livejournal.com]

[Damn. That didn't make him feel better at all.]

Yeah, whatever. [He'll just be in here... eating his food and pouting. Fortunately a pouty face on a dragon just makes him look extra angry.]

[herotypical]

Come find me when you're normal. Or whatever excuse you're passing for normal. I wanna get your stuff out of my place pronto.

[ and she's gone. ]