Voicemail

[nofishinmypond]

Hey, this is Jack. Message, beep -- you know the drill.

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[glacial_witch]

Thursday morning:

"Bloody everlasting Hell. Whoever invented these devices should be strung up by their ankles and fed to the Harpies. Uhh, hello? This is Karla. I'd like to take a ride on your boat. With a friend. And fishing and a picnic later. You can reach me on this blasted contraption at 555-BWDW."

Karla hung up the phone feeling proud of herself. She'd decided not to tell Jack that Jon was coming. After all, there was no real way for Jon to be prepared, so if Jack was unprepared, too, they'd start off on more equal footing.

Logic, ladies and gentlemen. She haz...some?

[nofishinmypond]

"Hey, Karla, this is Jack, the boat guy. It's Thursday, about... ten. Ish. I'll be down at the docks a little later, if you wanna talk in person, or just do the whole boat... thing right then. Gimme a chance to shower and grab some grub, first."

[asgardcreated]

*laughter* Hey, old man. *snicker* I heard the radio. *choked laughter* Nude sunbathing? *snicker* Don't forget the sunscreen. *more laughter as the line cuts off*

[asgardcreated]

"Hey, Jack. I figured I should call to warn you that there's a new student at the school who knows things. I don't mean like, works for the trust knows things, but has a superpower that lets her know things. She called me 'Colonel' before I even told her my name."

[asgardcreated]

Continued from here:

"I don't think she's from our world, or worlds, whatever, but I'll ask. And no, I'm not asking her out, my girlfriend would get pissed. Speaking of, Claire wants to meet you."

[and wow, tired fail tonight.]

[wantstocheer]

"Jack? It's Claire. I, um, I need a favor. My mom's here for the weekend and she's kind of spazzing about the weirdness and I have to convince her that it's safe here or she'll tell my dad and he'll make me leave. And I really like it here so I was hoping maybe you could help convince her that I'm safe here? Oh and I sort of told her that you're Jon's dad because I don't think she could handle the clone thing so maybe we can all have dinner? Let me know! Thanks!"

[nofishinmypond]

Jack frowned at his phone and dialed Claire back. "Hey, kid -- don't worry, I got this. Tell me when, where, and whether you want me in uniform. I'm all over it."

[wantstocheer]

Claire relaxed a bit with Jack's return call. "How about five at Outback? And I think the uniform would definitely help."