Jack led Salene and Ryan away from the foyer to his workshop, walking quickly to get them to follow quickly, trying to keep the attention from their exit. As he reached the doorway, he turned and watched to make sure no one was following them, before facing into the room. "Uhh, take a seat," he moved to pick up some of his tools from one of his ( Read more... )

Jack left Ellie's Room, his pace quickening, almost storming back to his room. Anger, sadness, fear, it all mixed inside of him and he didn't know what to think. He arrived first in his work shop, picking up this tool, that length of wire, this washer, that screw, but he couldn't concentrate. He was...was he heartbroken? It was the end, it felt ( Read more... )

Jack finished his shower and dressed quickly. Returning the supplies he'd borrowed from the linen closet, he grabbed a new comb and tossed his towels and dirty clothes into the hamper. The Mall had become efficient in the way of cleaning things, keeping things running and clean, but he had to wonder how long it would all last? Jack was constantly ( Read more... )

Jack woke up with a start, his face was hot and his left ear was throbbing. Rolling over onto his back, he rubbed at his right eye with his fisted hand, wiping the morning crud out of the corners, yawning before throwing his legs over the edge and sitting up. Jack shuffled his socked feet across the linoleum and dug out a clean shirt and some clean ( Read more... )

Jack booted his computer and opened his journal file. Since Jack was rather distracted, it took him a minute to remember his password.

Things are so fucked up. The way I've been acting lately, people must think I'm going crazy. Who knows - maybe having a Joot around would shake things up a bit ( Read more... )

After sitting alone in the cafe for who knew how long, Jack went to his room to gather whatever he could to trade with. It wasn't much: a couple of blue pens, an old children's book he had kept for sentimental reasons, a beat-up dictionary, some size-D batteries... Hopefully he could at least get some underwear and a bathrobe to wear while ( Read more... )

Jack turned over in bed, his stomach growling loudly. He decided his bowl of cereal from earlier wasn't quite enough, and got up to walk to the cafe. Jack gave a long yawn. Maybe lunch was ready?

With KC in good hands, and a proper breakfast most likely cancelled, Jack decided to return to his room. What a day... He walked over to his desk and booted up his computer, deciding to write in his journal. Before the virus he had had an online journal, but surely the servers were no longer in operation. Still, Jack was better able to express ( Read more... )

[OOC: continued from here]

Well then, lead the way.Jack snuck quietly to his bedroom, incredibly grateful that it was only the first floor. Still, with all the people going up and down the stairs and all the yelling coming from the cage room... He knew he would have to come out of hiding eventually, but he wasn't ready for it yet. Hopefully ( Read more... )

Jack continued to wander, as he had been doing for the last two hours. The cool was becoming cold, and his thin silver windbreaker wasn't cutting it. The fog in his mind had begun to lift, leaving him with a vague knowledge that if he could only find Ebony's... Ebony's ( Read more... )