Jack Landors (![]() ![]() @ 2011-06-03 21:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | jack landors, ruby winchester |
Who: Jack and Ruby!
What: Reuniting!
When: After dinner!
Where: Mary's place and then maybe coffee!
Warnings: I don't foresee any!
ooc notes: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everything is so exciting! I don't even.
It was like a weird case of de ja vu. Trapped in a nightmare, a backwards nightmare. How could he have forgotten an apocalypse, and people who obviously knew and cared that he was back. It was hard. Like a reoccurring headache. He was worried. What if he couldn't remember? Things didn't look familiar at all, there were a couple of times he had gotten lost on his way to Mary's to come see Ruby. Every hall seemed to look the same, and only the numbers made any sense. Even then it was boggling. Just how many floors on this place were there? It couldn't be the average building. It had too many sets of stairs, and too many numbers of rooms down each corridor.
Sam had told him that he helped build the place and could vouch for its security. Did that mean it was magically warded or designed, or whatever? And if so, what did that say about his sanity that he was questioning a magical building? Running a frustrated hand through his dreads he rounded another hallway and peered down into it, hoping he finally found the right floor and address. He didn't know how many more wrong turns his sanity could handle in one evening. Jack was still dressed in his S.P.D. uniform, though he'd unzipped the top layer jacket and it hung open. There was an obvious motif of red and black, his coordinating ranger colors and S.P.D. regulation uniform. The letters of the Academy ran up both sleeves of the jacket, and was written on the back as well.
Jack hated that he was trapped in a world where he only had his uniform, it wasn't the most comfortable thing to walk around in. But he finally did manage to find Mary's apartment and knocked on the door waiting for the demon he once knew to answer. The more he stood in that hallway, the more things started to click and his initial discomfort diffused.