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Jack wasn't entirely sure he was a fan of the island reverting back to the state he originally found it in but he'd been warned by everyone that the snow simply wouldn't last. He'd been a little out of it to wake up to balmy when he'd been used to chilly but hey, he was nothing if not adaptable. So, after altering his normal routines, Jack had finally been falling back into the swing of dripping with sweat after every run and working on his tan for an hour or two a day when he tripped over something in the doorway of his hut.
Cursing a little, he bent down and looked--fishing tackle, a ton of it, and two rods suitable for fishing the waters off the coast of his new island home. He wanted to grin and be happy about it but something told him that gifts in this place had to be taken with a grain of salt. Maybe that'd been Daniel's warning, but Jack didn't recall.
Still, presents were presents and Jack didn't have any problems with free gifts so long as they didn't come back to bite him in the ass. The way he figured, unless Apophis himself had wrapped up the gear in a big Christmas bow and wrote "Open Me" on the tag, Jack was okay. No need to dwell on it if it didn't look bad on the surface.
For now, he had tackle to organize, so Jack took it out to what he guessed served as the New Atlantis fire pit and started working on it, humming a little as he worked.
Cursing a little, he bent down and looked--fishing tackle, a ton of it, and two rods suitable for fishing the waters off the coast of his new island home. He wanted to grin and be happy about it but something told him that gifts in this place had to be taken with a grain of salt. Maybe that'd been Daniel's warning, but Jack didn't recall.
Still, presents were presents and Jack didn't have any problems with free gifts so long as they didn't come back to bite him in the ass. The way he figured, unless Apophis himself had wrapped up the gear in a big Christmas bow and wrote "Open Me" on the tag, Jack was okay. No need to dwell on it if it didn't look bad on the surface.
For now, he had tackle to organize, so Jack took it out to what he guessed served as the New Atlantis fire pit and started working on it, humming a little as he worked.