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Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
((Jack listens to the sounds in the forest around him, learning to distinguish each one as something natural and not frightening in the least way. He sits, still, his back against the tree's trunk, looking up at the moon until its eerie glow vanishes and is replaced by a clear glass field, with only the stars sparkling through.))
%% I forgot Ms. Moon's autograph! Darn it!%%
((Soon, however, he hears a sound that is not quite as natural as the ones he was listening to before. A rapid plop, plop, plop like little feet scampering across the ground. He gets up to investigate.))
**Hello? Anyone there?**
((The plopping sound stops, and Jack sees something small and white lying in the path. He leans down closer to have a better look.))
%% Wait, its my lotion. I've been missin' this for years now. Last I saw it, was up on Brokeback. The night me and Ennis, um.... yeah.%%
((Jack picks up JBB tenderly.))
%% It sure knows how to get around. %%
saucycobblers:
((JBB feels himself being levitated from the leafy forest floor he's been struggling through these past 4 hours, after he took a wrong turn at the laundromat and completely missed the motel gift shop)).
%% Hey YOUNG JACK! Good ta see ya bud! Now listen big boy, there's no time ta lose. Ya gotta help me find somewhere sells postcards! %%
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
%% Right you are. Umm, I think there's a little shop on the set over here....%%
((Jack was not at all disquieted by the harmonious telepathic measures that JBB seemed to be communicating with him with. It came as no surprise to him, particularly when he realized that JBB had been telepathically communicating with him all this time, and he had just easily forgotten it.))
((Jack puts JBB in his front pocket, and swiftly makes his way back to the set.))
%% Gotta be on the lookout, JBB. There's somethin' weird goin' on tonight. Can't quite put my finger on it.%%
((He walks into the Broken Arsed Mountain souvenir gift shop, newly installed by Guy and the Un Ltd crew, and looks to see what they have.))
%% It looks like all they have are these Broken Arsed ones... Will they do?%%
http://www.cafepress.com/brokenarsed.67206199
saucycobblers:
((JBB is enjoying the warmth of YOUNG JACK's front pocket, nestling in his welcoming PANTS and feeling like he's back where he belongs)).
%% Whut?? Yeah, they're just the thing! Err... could ya spare me a loan bud, I'm so broke I'm nearly in the poorhouse! Ain't even got enough fer this postcard! And... um... *blushes*... could ya write it fer me too? %%
Daniel:
YOUNG JACK:
%% Sure!... Well, provided that the sales clerk here ain't possessed by sumthin' ... unnatural.%%
((Jack walks up to the sales clerk with the postcard in hand and seeing no slashes through the SALES CLERK's name, relaxes visibly.))
**Whew, I thought you was one of those snatched people... I mean... Well you coulda been. I'll jest take these, then.**
((Jack lays down a few bills at the stand and quickly walks out, shaking his head at the offer of change. He takes JBB back to his trailer where he's got a pen handy.))
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