Ch. 3 - Some questions are inevitable for Jack of Fables

[originaljackass]

[Written // Locked to men only]

We've got plenty of other hotblooded men around here, right? Sure, some of you are pretty girly looking - which is confusing, by the way. Not the point. There's a ton of babes running around here. Hotness central. Unnaturally huge knockers run rampant in this freakshow of a village. Hard for a guy like me to pick

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[ she's, uh...at her house? do you know where she lives, jack horner? ]

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[originaljackass]

[When Jack wants to find out something and has significant motivation, he gets the info he needs. Which includes knowing where Buffy lives. Which is why he knocks at her door, one hand behind his back.]

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[ hmm? she looks up from her perusal of the journal. a knock at the door...she gets up -- grabbing a loose-knit cardigan from the back of the chair as she does. she is shrugging into it as she answers the door. it's cold outside. she needs it. ]

Hi...oh. Hi. You're...uhm, can I help you?

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[originaljackass]

[Jack is looking rather fashionable. His hair is brushed, he's clean shaven, and dressed in a nice suit and tie. Once Buffy answers, he whips out a small bouquet of flowers. One rose is too meaningful, two is just cheap, and twelve is just excessive. Six is the sweet spot.]

I'm here for that date.

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[ no. no she did not smile at the first sight of those flowers. not at all. she will swear under oath that she did not.

but then the d-word hits her ears and...ah. ] I told you. I'm unavailable. Off the proverbial market.

[ not taken. not involved. it isn't so much a lie, is it? but the truth had been different when she had called after him at good spirits. ]

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[originaljackass]

[He doesn't even let it bother him. He in fact, doesn't seem fazed at all.]

And yet you went leading me on like that. For shame, Buffy.

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There was no leading. None at all. Any leading you felt? You imagined.

[ she is kinda being rude. not letting him in. and it's probably cold out. ]

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[originaljackass]

I have to keep that thing in check. Still, what am I supposed to do with these flowers? Or those dinner plans I had?

[He may or may not have a meal he cooked himself for you back at his apartment.]

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[ buffy is so close to slamming the door in horner's face. so close. but just as her fingers grip the edge of the door she remembers...jack horner took nina up on that offer of a spar. huh.

she smiles a slight, indulgent smile. ] Did you say dinner plans?

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[originaljackass]

[Now we're talking. A grin forms on his face. He's not sure what he did, but he's not questioning it.]

Home cooked, even.

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Oh? And why am I the lucky co-diner?

[ give her a moment to pull on a pair of non-sensible boots. the grippy patrol ones are to the left but they hardly seemed like faux-date material. so on go heeled boots instead. ]

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[originaljackass]

There a rule that says a man can't cook a nice meal for a pretty lady?

[He moves off to the side, so she can walk on out with him.]

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[ she reaches for a heavy coat off the wall-hook. it slides easily over the knit sweater. luckily buffy is fairly well dressed otherwise for an impromptu date -- a long ago learned habit of dressing to impress at all times of the day. ]

It's just that this'll be my second home cooked meal this week. I think I'm starting to wonder if there's some kind of wine-and-dine conspiracy going down.

[ she steps out and gently shuts the door behind her. okay. deep breaths, buffy summers. play the regular girl act. be charmed. exploit your strengths. take no prisoners. make sparrow proud. hah. ]

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[originaljackass]

[He thinks she looks just fine as is. Even if he might have been happy if she used those nice boots he picked out for the 'other' Buffy. Once she's outside, he heads towards his own place, at a leisurely pace.]

Someone beat me to the punch?

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I take it you've met Guy? My boss?

[ but she plays up the truth because the lie feels a little unfair: ] It was a very platonic affair. He's also off the market -- just also also a good cook.

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[originaljackass]

Seen him around. We talked on the journals.

[He could see where that one would be a real charmer. But if he's already taken, well, no worries then.]

I wouldn't call myself the greatest cook, but I know my way around the kitchen.