Jack is dead.

Jack observed the suddenly-heated exchange between Donovan and Crystal, and turned to the latest camera he'd located. He continued in the faux-British accent he'd been affecting for the 'documentary' bit here. "And now, the sudden but inevitable betrayal..." Jack began to turn to observe w...

"Why should I give up my one weapon, exactly? So you can safely shoot me in the back while I'm asleep?" Jack looked over at Donovan, briefly pausing his narration, and then stepped in. Well, in the third person...he wasn't sure if it seemed more or less confrontational, but it was easier ...

"That's why I want us to to do better here." If Jack actually processed what was said, he didn't show it, continuing his narrative for the benefit of the viewers as he glanced around and then posed for another camera. "The leader of the legion - at least, as much as it can be said to...

[Jack Anderson continued from being far too itchy with his trigger finger The Draft Pick.] The walk back to town was, mercifully, mostly uneventful. Oh, they talked a bit, explaining The Grand Plan and all that (which was to say, Jack let Kaede do most of the talking while he repeatedly - and probab...

"Cause it'll be safer traveling in a group of four than a group of two."

Group of four? Sure. Group of four.

Here's hoping Donovan can put this behind him.

Jack nodded, and went out with the group, heading back to town.

[Jack Anderson continued in Honor Amongst Thieves.]

"Fuck," he groaned. "You could've just told me to back off." "Sorry, I'm a bit jumpy." No shit. They'd both shot first, after a fashion - Jack just didn't have anything lethal and, since Donovan had been blinded, it came out closer to Three Stooges comedy than the late...

Jack Anderson heroing for Juanita Reid.

Edit: To be clear, no ideas needed.

"What the fuck, man? Why did you do that?" Jack started to respond - two or three times, actually - but Donovan kept cutting back in. "You -" "Fucking—answer, goddamit!" "Do you want an answer?" Jack growled back at being cut off, before stopping an incipient...

Jack got the shot of spray in...about where he planned, as far as he could tell. He hadn't sprayed blindly, but there'd always been a chance that Donovan would duck or turn or something. But there was screaming, so that meant he'd - BANG! Jack hit the deck as the first shot went off, just about deaf...

Jack also knelt down...more following Kaede's lead than anything, really...as Donovan turned. Did he see us? he wondered. On the bright side, from what he'd been able to make out, Donovan was "just" scavenging, so there was that. All Jack had was...pepper spray. And a sturdy stick he'd pic...

(Jack Anderson ontinued from A Hot Spring in the Old Town Tonight )) He'd awoken in the town, to a nerve-wracking mess, in the church basement. Then there had been the ill-fated palm-reading... ...which had, fortunately, led to a nice dinner-and-a-swim (and, if he was being honest, probably a little...

Jack smiled as he relaxed in the waters of the hot spring with two girls, grinning and making a bit of small talk. For just a bit, he could just not think about what was going on...he could relax. It wouldn't last...he knew that on some level. But at least now, at least for a little bit, he was able...

Jack also began disrobing, looking forward to the breather from the rest of this...mess. He definitely felt the cold on the ground as he took his shoes (and socks) off, and his scramble into the water was almost comic. When he slipped into the water, however, he was able to smile and close his eyes....

Dani might not be swimming in options, but at least she had options in swimming? “Sorry that our ‘date’ was cut a bit short, babe, but I’m sure you don’t mind Kaede joining us for a swim, do you?” Jack sighed ever so slightly and nodded. "Not a problem." Turning to Kaede, he gestured aroun...