Jack looked over at Kaede and, after a brief pause, managed a smile as well. "Oh, Kaede? Haven't heard of that one..." Ba-dum tish! Dad jokes aside, he gestures for Kaede to join them. "We'd just gotten to dessert. Reeses Pieces, the height of fine dining on this island..." Which...

“But given the situation, I think I can cheat on it a little.” "What's life if you don't live a little?" Jack proffered. Then he grinned and poured out about half of the Pieces into the cracker tin as it was emptied before joining in on the eating, doing his best to enjoy the... ...well, ...

Jack smiled and nodded at her accepting his offer, taking up a cracker as well. "Dinner for two it is," he said, sitting down. The prospect of just being able to relax for a meal with someone was something that he...well, he was allowing himself to relish it. Not having to deal with a bunc...

“Is that supposed to be an oh so subtle way to get me to undress?” Jack looked slightly embarrassed at...well, either the unintended implication or being sort-of called out on it. “‘Cause, word to the wise, I usually prefer my dates taking me out to dinner first.” That got a chuckle out of him. Jac...

“Yeah, I can hazard a guess what it is you think it is." Jack paused for a moment in thought at the sight of it. Yes, it would be stupid to go for a swim. If something happened, he'd probably find an afterlife as the butt of way too many jokes for a while. But... What the hell... "Want to...

(Jack Anderson continued from It's Kind of a Lot ) In some respects, it was hard to imagine how the palm reading could have gone much worse. Crystal had apparently managed to both piss on and piss off Dani, resulting in Jack running after her as she stormed out of the Church. That separation had led...

Jack rolled his eyes at the "woman of easy virtue"...the reference to someone else in the room was not lost on him. As Crystal trailed off, and Dani stormed off, he sighed and waited for a moment... When Crystal didn't continue, with a groan he stood up and followed after Dani. "Smoot...

[1]“Bet you’d really like my work.”[/i] Jack grinned back at Dani. "I bet I would. Sorry you don't have your phone." Beat. "Who...or what...do you cosplay?" And then Crystal arrived by him in his pew. He smiled as she touched gently. "Is this, uh, the hand you write with? I ...

Jack laid back on the pew. It was, as promised, not terribly comfortable. It was, however, something to lay back on...so he was going to take the win. “We could… talk instead,” Talking was good. Talking would be good. They didn't really know one another, so...well, building trust wouldn't be a bad i...

I...wouldn't mind a hero or something.

[The round has just been off to a painfully slow start.]

[Jack Anderson continued from Legion of Doom, Assemble!] Jack filtered back in (or perhaps he just staggered back in) to the church and flopped on one of the pews. He was down a bit of food for the time spent in the game thus far, but that was about it - he wasn't injured, he wasn't dead, and he was...

"I'll...I can stay or go." Beat. "But I think I might as well stay." Jack shrugged, seeking a bit of direction. "We can try to grab...stuff...to fortify with. Move some of the pews..." He glanced around, looking for other things they could use to block the door to the b...

Right. The game... Which, in a moment of a horridly dated reference coming back to bite, caused Jack to mumble "I just lost the game"...probably loudly enough that one or two others could hear. Hefting his pack over a shoulder as he stood up, Jack turned to Juanita and Ash. "So...the ...

“So come with me, and let’s make this happen.” Jack nods, slowly, taking it all in: The inspiring speechifying and the germ of a plan. He's never been the sort of guy to want to turn the world upside down, but...well, this is at least something give the insane situation they're all in. It might not...

(Jack Anderson continued from Come Out Juanita, Don't Let Me Wait) "Hey... How are you guys feeling about... you know, all of this?" Jack was laid out on a pew... Pew...pew pew pew...why are they called pews, anyway? It wasn't fair to say that he wasn't taking things seriously - it was mor...