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[quickattackjack]

Hi there! Wanna thread but don't have time/want to set up a whole post for it?
Does your character just wanna call and shoot the breeze? LET'S DO IT.

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[thedifferencebetween]

[Compassionate....desperate for any sort of facsimile of real connection or affection...either or.]

Huh, never thought of that. Oh well, whatever, we've got way more important things to worry about now! We're here, buddy! Time to get you groomed. I got an idea, I think you'll like it. Ha, what am I saying? Of course you will!

[Handsome Jack struts ahead, yammering on about how lucky the other, much less handsome Jack was, to be treated to a salon visit like this. He flings open the doors to the salon, striding in like the place exists solely for his benefit and announcing his arrival with a hearty 'Handsome Jack, in the flesh!'. Because as far as he's concerned, this place does exist for his benefit. The money he throws at this place...they should be falling at his feet every time he comes in here.]

[But he'll take being swarmed by helpful salon assistants, plying him with the usual treats of champagne and little sandwiches. It's obvious he comes in here often. There's already a dish out for D.B. How does anybody live any other way? Talk about hell...first month here, he'd had to go to a discount barber. Never again.]

[But today he's sharing his rock star lifestyle. He remembers he's brought Cancer Bag, and for a reason.]

Hey, hey...make sure my bro here gets he same treatment! Ladies, this is Fixer Upper Jack, he's the one you're gonna be working your magic on today. I know, I know, the guy's a disaster...

[quickattackjack]

<sub>[Jack can only hang back in the doorway and watch the whole establishment turn on a dime to welcome Handsome Jack. It was incredible how much of a name he'd made for himself in the short time he'd been here.]

[And there was something else. A tiny little flickering ember deep down in the pit of his stomach. Envy. This was how the citizens of Halloween Town used to greet him. Here? He was nobody. Sure he had wonderful friends and maybe a good old fashioned enemy or two, but he was still nobody. And it had been five years. The sudden spark of self discovery actually allowed him to miss the insults the other Jack sprinkled over him like confetti.]

[Well.]

[He'd be Somebody eventually. He'd be the Jack that destroyed Team Rocket from the inside out. Cancer Bag indeed!]

[He strode ahead and greeted the assistants with a polite nod of the head, keeping his simple happy little old man smile firmly in place as though his lips had been glued shut by a master embalmer.]</sub>

[thedifferencebetween]

[Handsome Jack is unaware of the other Jack's thoughts entirely. He's just enjoying himself, being the center of attention and directing the show.]

Alright, I've got an idea for what I think we should do here...

[Now his attention is on his 'project', though he's talking over Jack Skellington to the stylist.]

I'm thinking we keep some length, he's got a face for length...but really sexify it, ya'know? Get some layers in there, some framing... Hey Old Jack, how do ya feel about a color job?

[quickattackjack]

_{[A color job? Jack turned to the other Jack, his grin growing a little more genuine. Now that was a change that could be fun!]}

How about green?

[thedifferencebetween]

Green's a color, yeah. But not one that's going on your head. No, we're keeping the spooky thing, but we're going sexy with it. Well, as sexy as we can, anyway! I mean...

[There's only so much they've got to work with, after all. But no, they can do this. Cancer Bag's gonna come out of this looking like something out of one of those vaguely scary shows for chicks, with all the broody long haired dudes in lots of black velvet and leather.]

Anyway, I'm thinking black. Just so black. 'Cause there's nothing we can do about your skin tone, that's...wow. So we're gonna play off it, instead, go for a killer contrast. You're gonna be Corpse Chic!

[quickattackjack]

_{[Jack's toothy grin fades in an instant and with a pout, flops down in one of the chairs and allows a cloth to be draped across him and fastened around his neck.]}

Corpse Chic, huh? I can't wait...

[thedifferencebetween]

Yeah, spooky sexy! It's all about playing to strengths! I mean, that's a pretty broad rule for everything. Know your strengths and make'em work for ya! Whether you're getting a haircut or taking over a giant company, it's just good advice.

[Handsome Jack plops himself down in the next chair, stretching out and grinning like the lord of the manor. He ignores the salon attendants as they get everything set up, and chatter over Spooky Jack's head in preparation. The smell of hair chemicals increases in potency.]

This is why I never bothered with a personal stylist, I don't need one! I know my strengths! All of'em.

[quickattackjack]

All of them?

_{[As the hairdressers go to work on him, Jack tries to pull a little more info out of his 'boss'.]}

[thedifferencebetween]

[Lucky for Jack Skellington, Handsome Jack loves to talk about himself. He's more than happy to chatter away while salon attendants hover about and do their thing.]

Wouldn't be as successful as I am if I didn't! See, you can't spread yourself too thin. You gotta know what you're good at and go with that! Back home, I got started in computers. Programming and design, I was kinda a prodigy. Did I want to be a badass space adventurer hero from the start? Sure I did! But my strengths were coding and circuits, so I rode that to a pretty sweet job where I was set to shoot up the corporate ladder. And I'm also good at learning, so I learned how to be the badass superstar you see before ya now!

[Really, it was more of a complete reinvention of his self, but whatever. He likes to think of it as finally coming into his own.]

Here...here things are different, I'm at a different place in my life, so I'm relying on different strengths. You gotta adapt. Another of my strengths! I'm an adaptable guy.

[quickattackjack]

_{[Jack nods and follows along--or nods as much as his hairdressers will allow him. So Jack here was a computer whiz? The skeleton didn't know much about computers himself. He knew how to send people those cute animated greeting cards online and a few other things but. Hmm.]}

That's so inspiring!