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Jan 27, 2008 16:27

"Do you know what's going on here? Because I don't," Jack blatantly admits as he goes about his usual patterns, not bothering to even talk to other peopleIt's been a long day so far, but a good day. He's had his smoke, he's had a triple-shot of caffeine, and he's even gone so far as to post on the weird, tiny, little bulletin-board that people put ( Read more... )

donald maclean, item post, sunny baudelaire, jack bourdain

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likes_to_bite January 28 2008, 00:50:10 UTC
"Bunnies!" Sunny squealed as she came into the kitchen. She looked up at the white rabbit held in the man's clutches with awe. "What's her name? Is she your pet? Where'd she come from?"

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chefjack January 28 2008, 01:45:45 UTC
Jack swivels on his foot and doesn't exactly put the knife away at first, has got it pointed straight at the little white rabbit's neck and then he ducks it away because child in proximity. Crap, what do kids like? Sugar or kid-crap with glitters maybe?

"Yeah, he's uh...he's named Dinner," Jack answers, trying not to really get too close. Kids were as bad as Jim when it came to the clinging.

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likes_to_bite January 30 2008, 01:25:20 UTC
Sunny's eyebrows went up.

"Whose dinner?"

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chefjack January 30 2008, 18:19:37 UTC
He's grinning away as he puts the knife away to crouch in front of the little girl and be on his most charming. "See, this Dinner here," Jack says to her, "he's going to be really, really delicious in your tummy. He told me so."

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homerinexile January 28 2008, 10:42:56 UTC
"Associated game guilt?" Donald poured himself a mug of tea as he spoke, slightly amused by the entire thing. "I'd never luck with it when I hunted when I was younger. I'd much rather my meat appear before me already butchered, and preferably cooked as well."

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chefjack January 28 2008, 16:17:42 UTC
Jack gives the guy a terse smile, because yeah, everyone's a comic when it comes to commenting on practicing bunny-slaying. "I had this vegan girlfriend. But hey, I dumped her and moved on." Twice. In twelve hours. Which had been nice. "Except, now I can't look at their beady little faces without seeing animal-pain," he complains. "I mean, what kind of Chef am I? Huh?"

He sighs and keeps holding the rabbit by its ears, letting it quiver and dangle in fear before him. "Maybe I should find an axe," he theorizes. "I bet beheading is easier."

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homerinexile January 28 2008, 22:08:40 UTC
"A vegan?" Donald raises an eyebrow, not quite sure of what the man means. It didn't really matter, looking at the rabbit with something akin to sympathy. "Likely a rather typical one I'd think. How often did your livestock come in whole and still kicking?"

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chefjack January 29 2008, 04:06:45 UTC
"Level five celery sucker," Jack mutters with all the bitterness a chef can have for someone so totally brutal to his industry. It's good, really, that Julia hasn't changed him. He doesn't like to let women change him. They get all needy and sobby.

"This is an issue with a supplier. I need the village idiot or something." He thrusts the rabbit up to the man to make his point. "Does this place have one of those?"

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