[Something's up with Jack...The past few days, the tall thin man just hasn't seemed quite right. Excitable and antsy, not quite snappish but not his usual cheerful self, he stares into the distance often and seems distracted in his 'Gear conversations. He knows it's coming. He knows it's coming and all he can think about is home
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Worried Edgar, however, is not. The Murkrow breaks from her dizzying back and forth marching to flap Shelly's way. She circles around him, cawing in dismay.
Help, help, strange quiet man! My trainer is borked something fierce!
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Mr. Jack?
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The Pumpkin King, however, doesn't even see Shelly until quite possibly bumping into him.]
O-oh! Shelly! I didn't see you there.
[Right in front of me and all...blindspots you know!]
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From Goldenrod, but oh well. ]
Heeeeey!
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Oh...
[Jack flips open his 'Gear and tries his best not to look as frazzled as he is. Look what building is looming behind him Kay! It could ONLY spell trouble.]
Kay! It's good to see you again!
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[ ... DAT TOWER. ]
... Uh, you're not going back in there, are you?
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OH! Oh, God, no. It just...helps me think.
[Which roughly translated into "...POSSIBLY."]
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Hello-oh? Edgar, PLEASE! I'm answering someone!
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What's up?
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Oh, hey you! Nothing much...whole lot of nothing really. Trying to think of something for Halloween. The weather is turning...it-- it looks right. But everyone here is so different.
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