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002- In person-Kitchen

[Being in space is not exactly where Jake envisioned himself a week ago. Being in a magical house that turns into a spaceship at the will of an "author" is even further from the scope of his imagination, but here he is none-the-less. Funny how life works out.

He's trying not to think about those things. Wouldn't do much good anyhow, would it? Instead, he's seeing what there is in the kitchen in the way of steak and alcohol. As long as there's something to keep his flask full and something good to eat when he's hankerin' for some red meat, this place won't seem so bad.

...of course, at some point, he is going to have to face the reality of being kidnapped, but he figures that can wait awhile yet. So if anyone were to come across him raiding the pantry and whistling "Home on the range", he'd be more than willing to chat.]

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[Jake looks up from his cupboard raiding at the newcomer. He'd been ignoring the robots for the most part (technology was not his thing) and dismissing them as part of the "plot" or whatever it was folks said went along with the Author's whims. He was momentarily taken aback by the man with the large head and blue skin, however.]

....

[Was he part of this "plot" too? It would make sense. Jake had seen enough sci-fi movies to know that aliens went hand in hand with space adventures.]

Well, howdy. Don't think I've ever seen an hombre as blue as you before, Pardner.

[Would this man disappear with the "plot" when it finished?]

[He's seen enough Westerns in prison to understand that he was talking to a cowboy. He's never met one face to face before.]

Well, I'm one of a kind.

[Literally.]

No one is as awesome as me.

[Cocky grin.]

[The personality is different than Jake expected. Weren't aliens supposed to be more, well, alien? Not that he's betraying any such thoughts in his features and instead casually works on his stubble.]

That so? I reckon you must have really done something then, Pardner.

[His brow lifts high at the sight of that knife stroking his stubble.]

Er...yes. Yes! I've done lots of things. Actually you'll have talk to my girlfriend about that. She's got the details. I'm her technical producer.

You got a girlfriend here with you?

[How romantic.]

Must make them lonely nights less lonely.

Yes but we're not that...wait...what?! Are you implying that we snuggle at night?

[Here comes the clueless.]

We're not there yet!

[Now he's embarrassed.]

I didn't mean to imply anything, Pardner.

[Scrape scrape.]

So don't go gettin' all worked up over nothing.

Oh sure.

[The drone brings his danish to him and a hand goes to his hip, holding the danish with his other hand. No thanks to the drone is necessary.]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Smirks.]

Even if we did I wouldn't tell you. Say, you know Billie the Kidd?

Not personally.

[Pause for a swig of liquor...ah, there we go.]

He was one tough cowpoke, Pardner. Better not be pokin' fun at him.

[Another pause. How dramatic.]

They shoot you in Texas for that.

[Another raised brow.]

For what? Which one? I'm not following you here.

[Jake goes back to shaving and doesn't really address that.]

Does your girlfriend look like you too, Pardner?

No~. What part of one-of-a-kind did you not understand?

[That's as close as he's going to come to saying that he's the last of his species to a stranger.]

Easy, Pardner. I was just wonderin'.

[Hm. High strung, these aliens.]

Oh ho ho. Well, you're wondering is treading pretty close to the Purina tank.

[He meant to say piranha.]

[It's Jake's turn to be confused.]

What do you mean, Pardner?

["Purina"? Like the dog food?]

[Finger drag]

You know, biting fish with teeth? Purina!

[Jake smiles slightly. Oh, so this alien meant piranha.]

I don't think that's what they're called, but I get your meanin'.

What sort of trickery is this?

[He leans closer to the taller man, large green eyes peering up.]

[....what.]

You need something, Pardner?

[Leaning back, he looks at his fingertips.]

No. If I need anything I can get it myself.

You're a funny guy, Pardner.

[Maybe a little uncomfortably funny, but not so bad.]

[The drones hovered behind him. He turns to one of them and pats it on the top of its domed head.]

Yes, I've been known to have an exquisite sense of humor. Megamind, if you're the type that likes to know names. I'm surprised you hadn't heard of me.

Megamind?

[Strange name.]

Sounds like one of them Superhero names.

That's because I am a hero.

That so?

[Pause.]

Don't think I've met too many heroes.

[He tips his hat.]

Jake Marshall.

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