Jack spends a couple minutes squatted by the banister, pulling out Sinclair's lame-ass knot and rolling up the rope. It's a nice bit of light work to get the cramp from climbing out of his hands. It's also gross as hell. But the man eats stale cake out of trash cans, he's worn Big Daddy pheromones, he is basically immune to repellant stinks at this point.
All gross as hell comers are welcome in his inventory; he does not judge. ♥
Then he leads the way through the door, opening it just a crack at first to check for-----
Huh. Okay, there's no danger per se, but this is still a hell of a room.
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Jack spends a couple minutes squatted by the banister, pulling out Sinclair's lame-ass knot and rolling up the rope. It's a nice bit of light work to get the cramp from climbing out of his hands. It's also gross as hell. But the man eats stale cake out of trash cans, he's worn Big Daddy pheromones, he is basically immune to repellant stinks at this point.
All gross as hell comers are welcome in his inventory; he does not judge. ♥
Then he leads the way through the door, opening it just a crack at first to check for-----
Huh. Okay, there's no danger per se, but this is still a hell of a room.