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[breakschains]

Characters: tangledlocks & breakschains
Location: jack's residence
Time: noon
Style: first
Status: closed

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[tangledlocks]

[Indeed, Jack lived here. Jack was living with Mister Canada. He didn't expect visitors, no visitors ever came by unless they were invited, or Minato! Currently (before his surprise) he was at the piano- plunking out a new song he'd been working on.

A clunk on the floor-strange. Someone talking? He had to get up from the bench and poke his head around the corner. His emerald eyes widen, Break? Hadn't he..yeah.]

I am Mister Jack, what can I help you with? [How the hell did he get in...] Was my door unlocked?

[Better to keep the questions to himself. Most who leave, don't remember coming back.]

[breakschains]

[ there was a particularly pretty tune playing, which more or less confirmed to break that this was indeed mister jack vessalius' residence. it's a perfect fit, really.

-and then the man confirmed it himself. break's smile widens almost instantly upon seeing him with that unmistakeable appearance. ]

Excellent- and no, your door remains quite locked.

[ break takes this opportunity to make himself comfortable on the man's sofa, crossing his legs and setting his cane aside. he waves his hand nonchalantly toward jack's direction. ]

Please don't let me interrupt you- [ you can keep playing if you like- ] I've only a few questions that need answering, you see.

[ leaning his head back, he starts with the most prominent matter at hand- ]

Do you recognize me?

[tangledlocks]

[Jack took residence back at the piano, he assumed that perhaps Mister Break wanted to have music while he was here? Most enjoyed when Jack played a tune or two while they were here.

Just as he expected, not a dream, and nothing to worry about. This was Mister Xerxes Break- always coming into homes in a strange manner. It didn't bother him one bit, his aura stayed calm and collected. He began playing once more as the man made himself more than welcome in his home.

Ah, questions, he expected something like this, he supposed.]

I do recognize you. You're unmistakable. Mister Xerxes Break. You were here once before, and we shared many conversations. But you are not the one from before. [His turn to shoot a question back.]

I assume you remember not a one of my alleged conversations do you? [All the while...Jack's hands were not wavering. They were as calm as the ebb and flow of an ocean.]

I'm sorry, that was rather rude of me to question you. Please continue.

weeps i am sorry this is so late i took a hiatus—

[breakschains]

[ ah, sobbing, he's right- if he were apparently "here before" like a few people have pointed out to him, he certainly didn't remember it. therefore, there was no discernable way for him to physically remember anything he did or any conversations that had taken place during his former presence...

but! break didn't need to physically remember so long as he could draw out information from those who had it for him; it's what break did, after all- he collected information. ]

Is it really that obvious? Hmm...

[ although it couldn't be a lie that he was here before- considering he both recognized him as well as knew his name.

even more interesting was, despite the surprise of break breaking and entering shoot me, jack still really knew how to carry a tune rather unaffected, now didn't he? ]

When was I last here?