14 days till Halloween [action for Violet]

[quickattackjack]

<sub>[Something's up with Jack...


The past few days, the tall thin man just hasn't seemed quite right. Excitable and antsy, not quite snappish but not his usual cheerful self, he stares into the distance often and seems distracted in his 'Gear conversations. He knows it's coming. He knows it's coming and all he can think about is home.

He's been pacing, head down, hands at his back, in front of Sprout Tower so long he's worn a groove in the dirt. Edgar the Murkrow flutters after him, concerned. She doesn't like him being so closed to the accursed building.]</sub>

Comments

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

Interesting. I can't quite think of a culture devoted to any other holiday as you describe it.

[quickattackjack]

_{[Jack strokes his chin thoughtfully. He could understand that. Until he showed up here, he'd never heard of a culture centered around battling colorful godbeasts.]}

It's a great place...I bet you'd fit right in!

_{[Jack...tact. TACT.]}

Oh man I love your Jack

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

Oh, how so?

He's going to get beaten up one of these days XD

[quickattackjack]

Well, you're able to appear from nowhere! And one of my absolute best friends is sewn together!

_{[God help him, Jack actually points to the bridge of his own nose...just in case Shelly doesn't know where his own stitches are.]}

Aww~

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

...

[Awkward silence ensues for some time.]

... Ah. [Nodnod.]

XD Shelly is SUCH a champ for putting up with him

[quickattackjack]

((( ;-; fixing formattting I SORRY))


_{[Witness an amazing feat! The view of Jack's little mind-gears working from the outside. :3 ..... :I ..... 8I ....8[;;; What? When Shelly showed signs of life once again, the skeleton's grin returned. ]}

SO. _{[The thin man claps his hands together before him.]} What are you doing for Halloween?

An assassin's gotta be patient.

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

[Shelly is just going to assume Jack is not as old/mature as he looks. Yes.]

... Ah, nothing in particular. [Which is what he always does.]

[quickattackjack]

_{[So an assassin and a dead guy walk into a bar]}

Really? That's a shame! I think Edgar and I are going to try and scare something up. I'm not sure what yet.

_{[Jack turns to look back at Sprout Tower. His Thinkin' Face slowly slides back into place. >8I ]}

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

[That is a joke that is a punchline in itself.]

Do you have the Tower in mind, Mr. Jack?

[quickattackjack]

Maybe...I'm not terribly...fond of it, but it reminds me of home and there's got to be something there I can use. I just need to think.

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

I wish you luck, then.

[quickattackjack]

Thanks, Shelly. You're a great friend!

_{If I don't make a broadcast in a couple of days could you send somebody in after me?}

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

[His smile falters for a moment. W-WHAT'S WITH EVERYONE CALLING HIM A FRIEND. DOES NOT COMPUTE.]

... Of course.