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Post by Jackson Anders on Aug 4, 2014 2:11:25 GMT
Jack leaned against the warm brick wall rolling a fresh cigarette. He still hadn't processed the last few days. Having stepped of the bus he was immediately given a job. It wasn't in his field but it was good simple work. Kept him moving from the moment he walked in until well past noon. He had never been welcomed anywhere so fast so truly. The Sleuth here were paradigms of southern charm. They made him an honorary cousin sight unseen. Shaking his head as he thought of what that could mean if he was anyone else. Cigarette rolled he lit up staring off into space. It was a different world it was time that he truly embraced it as he had been embraced by the Sleuth.
He had nothing against hard work but he needed to find a way to utilize his skills. He'd spent so long learning them. He would be damned if he allowed some little thing like lycanthropy to stop him from using them. Chuckling at how ridiculous his thoughts sounded to him. Better the honesty fool than the dishonest king he surmised. Stubbing his cigarette out to short himself he stretched and went back in to the bakery. There were still about two hundred more loaves to make.
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