[Sup. It's Jack. Or, Jack's head, at least, poking out of a huge pile of leaves. There are leaves stuck in his long, blonde braid.
He is grinning from ear to ear like a crazy person.]I love the smell of fallen leaves, don't you? It's sad they're dead, but at least they're wearing such pretty colors in their repose
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On the contrary, I'm a relic. Flatterer.
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