Handsome Jack - Hero of Pandora (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thedifferencebetween) wrote2018-06-07 12:35 pm
thedifferencebetween) wrote2018-06-07 12:35 pm
thedifferencebetween) wrote2018-06-07 12:35 pm
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[Jack's looking a little tired, but more or less the same as the last time they talked.]
Yeah, he's taking care of me. And teasing me about the age difference, but I figure at this point...sure, he can tease away. Your old man is getting a lot closer to literally being your old man!
I mean not really, I'm only fifty five. But you know what I mean.
D.B's got a party hat on, it barely fits him.
So how've you been doing? I know you...probably haven't been having an awesome time lately.
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[She covers her mouth with her hand, muffling a laugh. Maybe later it will bother her that this is the first time she's laughed in ages, and it's Jack that caused it. But she tries not to think about it for now.]
D.B. sounds like he's having a wonderful time, then. I hope you got him his own, Pokemon-safe cake. It wouldn't be fair if you ate in front of him, you know.
[And just like that, whatever mirth she'd felt dries up.]
I haven't been. But I will survive. I am in good hands, at least.
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[Jack laughs also, pleased with his own 'joke'. His thick full hair is thanks to a hair transplant, and he colors it anyway. Including leaving the stripe of gray which he thinks makes him look sophisticated.]
Oh yeah, the dogs are all having a blast. We took'em to the beach the other weekend, now most of'em just wanna run around all the time. Did I tell ya Steven's got some, too, now? We got like ten dogs, it's nuts! Still not sure how, I was always a cat person... and DB's gotten used to not eating what I eat. Kind of. It's not like diets work.
Yeah. Yeah. Ya know, ya ever want to come by, hang out... I know people you travel with and shit aren't gonna wanna visit Casa Jack, but I could get ya a hotel room close by. Take ya out for lunch.
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She at least doesn't noticeably stiffen up at the idea of seeing Jack. She's spent enough time around him, visited him even in another time of grief, to know that he's not much of a threat, or at least has been tempered for the time being. She even allows herself to hope that Steven's helped with that.
But it's still difficult to swallow the wariness.]
A better idea. Let me know when you go to the beach with the dogs, next. We can see each other then.
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[Beaches come with an expectation of taking one's shirt off in public, something Jack has never been keen on, even long before he started calling himself 'Jack'. Even when he does go to the beach, he sports that ever embarrassing combo of long trunks and an open Hawaiian style shirt.]
But we can probably figure something out.
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[She thinks about the seclusion of the islands, how they've carved out there own little private space here. Then she pushes the thought from her mind. She can let Jack in as much or as little as she likes, but she'll never allow him to encroach on this safe place she's carved out for herself here.]
It would be nice to see you, that's all I am saying.
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But no, I meant it, we'll figure something out. What about...geeze, what do normal people even do? Uh...picnic? What about a picnic? Cuz see I get that you wanna do this on neutral ground.
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Well hey, I dunno if you remember, but I'm a pretty good cook myself. So how about you make some stuff and I'll make some stuff. Make it a joint effort!
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You know I can't control what that thing eats or doesn't.
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[If you're heartless!]
Just make sure you get something good for all types and natures, okay?
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They're better off if I go to the store.
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[Angel is going to absolutely prove him wrong and show up with a veritable feast of poke-goods.]
Just let me know when you're free next.
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