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 Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 6:17 pm
It took Chel a moment or two to get the gears turning, but when they clicked she announced, "HA. Jack a**. I get it. That's clever as ********>."
Unfortunately for Jack, this just had her talking more. "Oh c'mon. There's gotta be something. Nobody is work and work alone. What d'you do for fuuun~ Jack?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 6:58 pm
Nobody was, but that didn't mean he felt an obligation to share it; there were few things in life Jack held more closely than his personal details. "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," he intoned distractedly, still rather intent on the document. "For fun? I tell mouthy sun hunters to shut up and do their work like a good slave."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 7:02 pm
"Slave?" Chel quipped, turning around and leaning on the counter. "That's pretty ... kinky Jack."
Not that she was going to make fun of him for it. A lot of people were into BDSM actually and-
"C'mon. Throw me a bone," she said, leaning back further on the counter and looking at him with puppy dog eyes. Pleeease?
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 7:29 pm
Had the day actually gone alright and on schedule, he would have happily indulged the double entendres. As it was, Jack just gave her a deadpan look.
"I was born in the United States, but my family was originally Korean."
He pulled out another pen from his coat pocket (how many pens did he carry on hand?) and proceeded to "throw Chel a bone". By flipping it at her face.
"Work."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 8:18 pm
Whaat. That told her literally nothing. Who gave a rats a** where his heritage was from?? Chel could've come from Italy and it still didn't matter at all.
"Eugh you are just a bag of sunshine," she griped, snatching the pen out of his hands and returning back to work. "Well I'll tell you something about myself then. I know how to skateboard. Like well. Like not just ollies and s**t like you see punk a** kids doing. Like flips and s**t."
Chel was not good with words, unfortunately.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 8:27 pm
"Sun's your department last I checked," he quipped. When Jack realized he was reading the same three lines repeatedly, he stopped to rub at his eyes with a tiny wince. "Skates and ollies and s**t. Uh huh."
He might as well have sounded like he was repeating Chinese. Clearly he didn't know what Chel meant.
"Head injuries would explain a lot . . ."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 8:31 pm
Chel was officially bored with paper work (it was like ... 2/3 sorted. Close enough) so instead she chose to fling across the room and throw her arms on Jack's back.
"C'mon can't we go spar or something. It's so dull in here." Ways to offend a lifer #938420934.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 8:48 pm
Bristling (he was far more offended at being touched without permission than the insult at the labs), Jack tried to shrug her off. "I'm having trouble concentrating on reading, let alone fighting," he hissed. Most likely at some point his sword would just fly out of his grip like a projectile.
Actually, that wasn't a half-bad image.
"Besides, do you really want to challenge the person who beat three Suns in a row?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 8:52 pm
Chel sighed, slowly slinking off her friend. Still friend. "Eughhh you are just a grumpy gills right now."
She gave him a little peck on the cheek and said, "I will catch you later, home skillet. Call me when you're less fried- aight?" With that she began to leave without having finished all her work.
Ehehehe.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 9:18 pm
"I wonder why."
Her ease and parting gift just irritated him further, and he rubbed away at the area she'd pecked with a dark look at her back. Invading his personal space without permission, slacking on the one job he'd given her (and then slacking again on the second job, judging from the binder's state), pretending they were buddies: oh he wouldn't mind putting her in her place at all--
(( Off to a lovely start! )) Owain rumbled happily, which just irritated his mind further with the giant's natually booming voice.
Shut the ******** up, I swear to God--
(( Of course, dear friend~ ))
It was going to be a long day. Jack drained the coffee up in one last go to prep himself.
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