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Jack Benjamin

COURT Unseelie.
TITLE Description.
OCCUPATION Brothel owner.
ABLE TO FAST-TRAVEL No.
RESIDENCE IN 2,701 Mair.
RESIDENCE IN 2,702 Mair.

MAJOR EVENTS

HIGHLIGHT
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PLANS
After the destruction of Caer Scima, Jack will be spending the first half of the timeskip year becoming a formal officer in the Unseelie military and getting his brothel up to par. On a more personal level, he will spend the first half of the year largely in a downward spiral, and the last half picking himself back up again.

SUMMARY OF KNOWN DETAILS
Advancement in the Unseelie military. Becoming a successful business owner. Learning blood magic.

TIMELINE OF EVENTS

SPRING IN 2,701 (Mar, Apr, May)

MARCH - He knows a place where people can come keep warm.
APRIL 15 - Smashing some fucking harps. (Anger and lust to play a role.)
May - There's gold in them thar birds. Jack will hunt the swans once he hears about the profit in them..

SUMMER IN 2,701 (Jun, Jul, Aug)

June - Jack will attend the joust still wondering if this is his real life. Maybe some "fun" during the nights of it. Possibly a mistake.*
July - Jack will clash with some anti-shardbearers and be pulled away from this fight by Johnny Storm, leaving a burn around Jack's wrist as a result.
August -This is Jack's turning point. Attends the festival of lights.

FALL IN 2,701 (Sept, Oct, Nov)

September - Miscommunications.
October - Samhain. Jack just fine in the darkness...until he starts thinking too much about his dead lover.*
November -BOUNTY HUNTING. Also his birthday month. Let's party.

WINTER IN 2,701/2,702 (Dec, Jan, Feb)

December -Yule.
January -
February -So much for the arts.

SPRING IN 2,702 (Mar, Apr)

March -Knockin' some skeleton block off.
April -Good riddance to the imps, that's what he says.

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Kyrianna worries more than she should.

[But Jack frowns a little at hearing that, knowing that it's true. Sometimes he thinks the girl sees things in Jack that simply aren't there. But she's also seen a lot that is.]

[ Johnny had been worried, too. More than he'd ever be comfortable admitting. It's confusing, this mess of feelings, the strange newness of it he hasn't actually felt for anyone else. His gaze lingers on the raw, vivid burns, his chest tight. ]

Is she? What were you trying to do in there?

[Jack presses his lips together for a moment. When they first met, he had assumed that Johnny noticed very little beyond his own reflection in the mirror. He's proven him wrong, again and again.]

It didn't start that way. [He steps closer.] They're murdering us, Johnny. More will die before it's over.

[ This time, his worry for him shines through. Johnny doesn't step back, not for a few moments, but he frowns. ]

And you thought picking a fight by yourself in a bar full of them would achieve what?

[ He's starting towards a safer place they could go, back to where Jack can get that burn looked at and treated. There's something more going on with Jack, and he knows it. ]

What's going on? You're not okay at all. And I don't meant the -- [ He gestures to the wound. He'll make that up to him one day, he promises. ]

I'm fine.

[Arguably better than he was in Shiloh, but this world isn't without its own troubles. The natives are the lessor of them. He looks at Johnny, scowling from confusing more than anger.]

Why did you follow me?

You've been avoiding me, and Kyrianna told me you were here.

[ Not that he's any authority on escapism and avoiding people -- but Johnny misses his friend. No matter what weirdness went down between them, Jack was one of the first people he'd met, and he doesn't want to lose that, especially after everything that's gone down in this world.

He scratches his head awkwardly. ] Look, I'm sorry. For a lot of things. I don't want to mess this up, you know? You're my friend.

No more than you were avoiding me.

[Jack looks him in the eyes, dares him to deny it. But looking at Johnny also softens him. He swallows at his words, knowing that it all started with him.

He sighs and shakes his head.]

Forget about it. Pretend it never happened. Maybe we can salvage something.

We need to get your wrist looked at.

[ Johnny looks down at it, unable to deny the truth of Jack's words. He's right -- they were avoiding each other, and he exhales. He can't pretend it ever happened, it's not entirely possible to wipe that kiss from his mind; he keeps going back to it from time to time, wondering if some part of him actually liked it.

He doesn't have the answer now, he can't find it in himself to pursue it at this moment, not when the memory of him accidentally burning Jack's wrist is scorched in his memory. ]

C'mon, let's go. I know there's a doctor in Mair.