Who:Jack and Domino What: Hanging out When: November 6th Where: His place Warnings:TBA?
Jack was honestly a little preoccupied with things. Kennedy mostly. He was glad that Buffy got in touch with her, but worried that he hadn't heard from her himself. Personally he was dealing just fine. Video games and patrols helped with that. Generally kicking any form of bad guy ass helped with that. He'd almost forgotten Domino was coming over save for the ringing at his door and the showing up of a hot pizza. His apartment was clean. He'd cleaned it. Sky would have been proud if he could see it..but in all reality the blue ranger had been gone for a couple days and Jack had no clue where he went off to. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't worried. He'd found his blasters at least. They were attached to his belt and never going anywhere ever again as far as he was concerned.
He'd felt incomplete being out of the house without them. The pizza guy was tipped decently enough and Jack returned to his couch where he sat down to stare at a t.v. with some form of cartoon playing though really he stared right past it. Where was Sky? Where was Kennedy? Was she really dealing or just keeping busy? Jack folded his arms, a stack of comics half hanging off the coffee table the only evidence that "the real" Jack existed. The messy Jack who drove Sky out of his military mind was still in there somewhere. That just wasn't the Jack he wanted to show right away to a hot girl. At least she seemed hot. He couldn't really tell over the message boards. He imagined she was. She knew all about guns and weaponry. She had to be. Any girl he'd ever knew that liked guns was hot.
He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It was just pizza..He was psyching himself out thinking to much on it so he flipped on his computer game and headset to fight off a few more Ghouls while he waited.