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"The Dread of Your Dreams here. Maybe I'll call you back. If it's interesting.
Oh but if you need work done whether it mechanics or decals, I'm your gal, definitely leave your number.
If you want work UNDONE I think you got the wrong person."
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Well.
The amount of dead people in her life that she doesn't talk just keep adding up, is all.
'Celestial light' only makes her think Janna, the wispy wind spirit of stories, for anything that may come close. She squints away from his lightshow, and there's no judgment in her eyes after it ends, but--] You could probably make some joolies as a street performer with that act instead of working every single other place--
[sorry]
--just sayin'.
[Pause.]
That's cool, though.
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[ Which Jack can do, he has a lot of impressive abilities that it never occurred to him would be useful as a job. He's working very 'boring' types that no one else wants, like a supermarket and a bowling alley, but he enjoys the simplicity of what he's chosen. When other people are tired of mopping or changing the lanes, Jack smiles cheerfully and never complains. ]
Is it? [ He smiles, hopeful.] You're not scared? Most people are afraid of me.
[ In his world, the strange and powerful are reasonably terrifying to ordinary people. They're protected from the true knowledge for a reason. And Jack was surrounded by hunters who hated angels, or normal humans who didn't know how to handle anything bigger than them. Jinx doesn't spook easily. She barely blinked an eye at him. It's a relief.]
So there are monsters where you're from? People different?
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[She frowns a little. He probably didn't mean it the way she heard it.] You make it sound like anyone that's different is a monster. [But, well. She has a particular way when it comes to the word monster given what some people think of her. Hero or Monster.
Heh.] Monsters are just people. Anyone different are almost just people.
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Rawr!
[ It's a clearly fake attempt at being 'scary,' and he's being goofy, but he's odd that way. He drops his hands right away knowing it's all very silly. He wanted to try and make her laugh though. Trying to actually make her afraid of him never crossed his mind.]
I ... guess. [ He considers, serious and somber again.] Non-humans are usually called monsters. There is an intentional implication that they're bad or evil because they're not human.
[ So it's prejudice! Plain and simple. It's how Jack was raised so he doesn't think too deeply on these things, and then he came here and he's actively forced to think about it.]
The rules were made by people on the side of the angels, who are seen as good, and everyone else as evil.
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She tries not to laugh at him but it's a near thing. It doesn't slip out when his somber tone hits.
It's strange. She wouldn't exactly call her world inclusive but a lot of their problems are class problems, not with what someone looks like and how different they are.] Nothing's ever that black and white. I don't think that's just a 'my world' isn't black and white like that. That just sounds like more ways to oppress people. Have you met many 'monsters'?
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We kill them to protect humans. I haven't gotten a chance to talk to a lot of them.
[ He is more and more realizing how close-minded his life was before. As a simple young person, he was used to following orders, and these days he's doubting that it should have been that way. He knows that his fathers did have allies who were non-human. They even got along with a demon, Rowena's son. So they didn't have to be seen as automatic enemies, yet Jack's been a part of that automatic prejudice.]
I did meet a shifter who was nice. Her name is Mia, and she chose to do good and become a grief counselor for others. We went to kill her, but realized she wasn't the bad shifter. I liked her a lot.
[ Mia helped him during a very bad time in his life. She's dead now, like everyone on Earth, but he hopes they can reverse that. The world is better with her in it.]
I've killed a lot of people. Not everyone probably deserved it.
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She's killed a lot of people here, even.] Not everyone probably deserved it. [She looks at him with a very careful gaze, the tense animal ready to bolt in case there's danger.] I didn't do it to protect anyone but myself. [And that isn't entirely correct, either. Sometimes she just did it. Sometimes they were just there. Sometimes she just could. So many thought Silco aimed her like she was a weapon, but most things she did on her own.
See, Jack? People are the monsters.]
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Instead he tilts his head at her, considering seriously. She's not the first person he's met here who has admitted to being a killer. He's met people who killed right in front of him. He has complicated feelings about it.]
Why do you kill people? Does it make you feel good? My biological father was a killer. He enjoyed it.
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They rarely ever got to be kids.
She's trying to be more than just a weapon, but she doesn't tell him that, yet. She wants to know what he says, first.]
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[ Jack goes a lot by what other people tell him. He's still struggling with that sort of mentality. Billie told him that he had to build a bomb to kill Chuck. His parents told him that he had to kill monsters to save innocent lives. Mary told him in the Apocalypse World he had to kill angels to protect people. Each time, Jack has said okay, and he's done it, but internally, he worries if it's a slippery slope to becoming Lucifer.]
I'd like to see what it's like not to be a weapon. If maybe that'll be better.
[ It's a work in progress. Jack's intentionally not killed anyone since getting here, even when the bandits have tried to attack him. He's managed to knock them out and protect people without killing, and he's going to work hard at keeping it that way. ]
Maybe you could do that too here, if you wanted.
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[I was made to be a weapon. ... An asshole I respect, once told me not to be what they made me.
I'd like to see what it's like not to be a weapon.
God. How many messed-up kids are in this place?] My um... business associate. She told me it helps her just to take a moment to stop and think and ask why she's pulling the trigger. And it helps, sometimes. To know the reason why. And maybe sometimes we won't do it--at least for the... wrong reasons.
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[ That's what he means by righteous. Michael did plenty of things that caused him to need to die, and for Jack to feel like he was doing the right thing to end it. It did feel good at the time for everyone to be free of him. Jack saved Rowena too, she was being possessed at the time, and then he got all of Michael's power. He's not so sure he liked that part, given what happened next and what killing Michael cost him long-term, but that act is not something he is sorry about.
There are a whole lot of messed-up kids in this place, Jinx. The two of them might not even be the worst off.]
I keep coming across these raiders doing terrible things, and it would be so easy to kill them. Maybe I should, to protect people. Maybe letting them go free is worse.
[ Does that mean everyone they kill afterward is on Jack's shoulders too? Eventually he is going to have to make some hard decisions about his choices, and what he is prepared to do to keep being a Winchester. He focuses on her.]
You couldn't be like my father. He was evil. I can tell you're not.