Pre-game catchall

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Who: Angel and those who know her pre game
Where: Westerly, most likely
When: The last 6 months
Summary: All CR from pre-game goes here!
Restrictions/Warnings: tbd

Note: Angel is a bit of a tricky character, she's hard to access and impossible to interact with in person unless you're Jack or have permission from Jack. If you'd like to hash out some way to make CR work pre-game HMU @memefukkr on discord or @weirdtakoyaki on plurk!

Comments

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Lonely? Ha—

[ Jack laughs again, and that laugh is tinged with a sharp amusement. At least even so, his interest stays relatively neutral. At least, so much as Jack can be without it tipping towards being dangerous. It tends to be better when Jack's amused over anything else. ]

Yeah, then sure, let's go with that one. I hear about that sometimes, like the Qreshi are craaaazy paranoid because- I mean, because they're always afraid of their family stabbin' them in the back and stuff. Insane, right? Anyways. Yeah, see if you can get buddy-buddy with him.

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[Ding!]

Yes, Jack.

[Once again she shuffles around the windows and files in front of her, bringing up the next item on the docket.]

Should we talk about your personal health now?

[refactor]

Yeaaah, sure, why not.

[ Jack says like it's optional, which, technically it is, but it also shouldn't be... He's still riding the good cheer from the previous topic, so he's at least amenable to it. ]

Perfect review, right? I mean, has to be. I'm me. [ There's a tone to the "me" that's light enough that he might be making a joke with his arrogance, but it could just as well be Jack being whimsical and wanting to make a stupid voice. Best to assume it's not a joke, though. ]

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Erm, actually....

[Angel hesitates, and if Jack could see her he might notice she's fidgeting as she stalls.]

Both your physical activity and proper eating habits have been on the lower end this week. Your coffee to food ratio is 1 to 10 on average. If you want to...keep your

[ [UHG] ]

"Fit Bod"

[UUUUHGGGG]

You'll have to make up for lost time in the upcoming week, double visits to the gym at least and please eat something substantial.

[refactor]

[ ...Oh.

That wipes the grin off Jack's face pretty quickly, though at least this time it's not because he's getting upset. Maybe he would, because any implication that he's not the perfect ideal of the male body is just clearly completely wrong and untrue, but. He's also very aware that his daughter just 'fit bod' to describe him, and. His reaction is actually the same as hers there. ]

Uuuughhhh— That's... No, no, look, that's just because this week has been busy...

[ He tries to justify himself, but with another groan and pulling his face, he at least concedes this one pretty easily. ]

Gym it is... And food. Did I really not eat that much?

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[LISTEN it says right here, in this document, that Jack edited that his "bod is fit" and to be called as such. Maybe think about the person who has to read this next time? Please. Angel can only cringe so much in her life.]

You didn't, and when you did it was fast food without much nutrition. Should I look into a suitable gopher for you?

[refactor]

[ LOOK... He thought it was funny!! Jack does a lot of things because he thinks they're funny... Leave him be. ]

Uhh... Mmmmaybe, yeah. You know anyone off the top of your head, or you gonna have to do some digging for that one?

[ He considers it a little more, then nods ]

Actually, scratch the maybe. Definitely. I could use some idiot to get me the crap I don't have time for.

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I'll have to do some digging...someone low enough in the ranks that they'd be willing to comply, but loyal enough to not put you at risk.

[And for like, the briefest second, Angel considers what that would be like--someone taking Jack out--but that's impossible, her father wouldn't have gotten this far if he was an easy target. Besides, without him what would happen to her?]

I'll start looking into it.

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Yeah, just gimme a list of the people you dig up.

[ He makes a thoughtful noise as he considers it, then leans back in his chair. He twirls his pen around again, then just thinks aloud. ]

I mean, loyalty's kinda hard to judge from your side, Angel, so leave that part to me. Buuuut just in case, dig up the dirt too if they've got any. Would, uh, prefer the real deal, but if not? Everyone's got a price. So, y'know, I'll do that part of the deal.

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I'll get right on it, Jack.

[refactor]

Thanks, Angel.

[ His thanks is genuine, but the tone isn't quite right for what it should be. It's not the tone of a father thanking his daughter for doing well, but much more akin to the boss speaking to his secretary. He pauses, taps his pen thoughtfully a few times, but then shakes his head. ]

Well, you got anything else? 'Cause otherwise, I'm drawin' a blank here. [ Then quickly, he adds: ] Oh, no, wait, duh. You need anything? I'll be going, uh, shopping this week I think, so lemme know what you want.

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No, nothing else to report at the moment. Plans to move forward on Operation Dunk on Dilholes are scheduled for a month from now, but otherwise there are no pressing concerns.

[She pauses to think about his question]

If there are any interesting non-perishables you come across, I'd like the variety.

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[ And like the five year old in a forty year old man's body that Jack is, he snickers at the name, and even mutters to himself: ]

Classic.

[ But. All that aside, there's an easy smile in his voice as he continues. ]

Can do! Or, uh, will do my best! Ssssshould be easier, what with Harvest Week and all, at least. Don't completely have my schedule set yet, but, hey, I'll let you know as soon as I'm sure when I can take a day off. Shouldn't be a big deal, since it's not like I take off time otherwise, but yeah. Variety it is.