to all;

[stations]

Hey, guys. Good morning, or... afternoon. Evening? Does Abraxas have different time zones? I'm not actually sure how that works here, so I guess good whatever time of day it is wherever you are in the world. I'm Jack.

Some of you might have seen me around the libraries in Castle Thorne, and for good reason. That's mostly what I do. I'm a reader.

Well, and a blogger, and a gas station attendant-slash-owner, but I haven't really figured out how to translate those last two things over just yet. There's something especially horrifying about the idea of refueling horses at gas pumps, and I'm pretty sure none of you guys would like it if I slammed you with a wall of text in the middle of your day like I would when I updated my blog.

Which is exactly what I'm doing now. The irony is not lost on me. Sorry.

The point is, I'm looking for stuff to read. The libraries here are great, don't get me wrong, but the contents aren't my usual style. I'm more into the campy two dollar trash fiction of the sci-fi paperback persuasion, but I'll also take the classics! Agatha Christie, JK Rowling (at least, before she turned out to be a horrible fucking person), Tolkien. Anything from Chronicles of Narnia to Killer Clowns from Outer Space Visit Erin Brockovich 2.

"How are we supposed to lend you a book that isn't written here?" you may be asking. Well, as it turns out, I've been re-reading tons of old books in the Horizon when I find myself there. I just can't seem to summon up anything new. I guess it only works with memories, or something? Anyway, if you have anything to share, I'd really appreciate it if you could swing by my gas station. I'll give you a discount.

Thanks.

-GasStationJack

Comments

DM bc that's how he rolls

[ushiri]

How much of a story do you need to remember for it to work?

[ He'd like to repay Jack for helping guide him the other day. ]

[stations]

I'm not totally sure how it works, honestly. I can tell you I have maybe the worst memory out of anyone you've ever met in your life, and they still seem to work fine for me.

[ushiri]

I might be able to conjure up some short stories. Horror, fantasy, or both, I guess.

[ He remembers finding a stack of magazines dropped near the garbage the night before pick-up, outside the house in Nayeshi. The covers had beautiful illustrations, he couldn't understand why anyone would throw them out, but he had learned these printed items were a dime a dozen in that world. ]

[stations]

That would be amazing. I'll take whatever you got, honestly. All of it would be really great.

[ushiri]

Good. Come find me the next time you plan on going there.

[ Good deed of the day partially accomplished. ]

[stations]

Okay cool, I'll probably just come get you after dinner if that's okay?

[ushiri]

Surprisingly my entire evening is free.

[stations]

I feel like you might be being sarcastic, but I'm really bad at detecting that in people and I have no real understanding of a normal human social life, so I'm going to stick with

"Cool, mine too."

[ushiri]

[ You're endearingly odd, Jack. ]