“What, are you supposed to be some sort of celebrity? Or is he supposed to talk about you? Whatever, no, I don’t know who you are. But it’s good I’ve finally found someone worth talking to.”
Nightmare reached within his wrapped cape, pulling a long scroll from inside and summoning a simple, purple ballpoint pen (with similarly purple ink) to his fingers, scratching something down.
“I just have been going down the list of people on Aku’s most wanted, see,” Nightmare put the scroll back into the folds of his cape, “trying to find some good help. And good help is sooo hard to find these days. But here I am, I found you, so you’ll be fine help, I’m sure.”
Nightmare, under the cover of his shades, looks Jack up and down with a keen eye. Yes.. This sure was.. A human.. Guy.. How had Aku not killed him? He looked so simple and plain.. Unless maybe under that bathrobe were some rippling muscles, then maybe Nightmare’d half understand the inability to kill him. But otherwise, he’d looked like a simple swordsman..
Oh, this is a very dangerous line of logic that Nightmare absolutely, definetly wants to follow right now. The corners of his mind flare with the idea of a noble swordsman with a honorable goal to kill an evil cosmic demon, and how.. Ooh, just.. Mhmhmhm, hehehehehe..
“I’m..” Nightmare speaks without any real purpose, if only to just destroy any awkward pause, so he then tries to figure out the words after he’s already spoken the first. “Not from here. I don’t know you. Aku, I know him, he’s a pain in my side. I have an axe to grind, see, so if you want him dead, and I want him dead, I think we’ll get along swimmingly.”
Jack’s eyes narrowed as he watched the demon write something down. He couldn’t read it from where he stood, but he sure as hell didn’t trust it, or any of this. This guy did resemble Aku, perhaps he was the same type of demon and wished to fight Aku for control of the universe - or, far more likely, this was all a trap and he was working for Aku.
Considering Jack’s luck, it had to be the second option.
“You asked how I am alive. Well, I have certainly not avoided death by being a fool,” Jack responds coolly, tightening his grip on his sword. “If Aku thinks I will fall for the same trick again, he is mistaken. Now, I will give you a chance to leave me be, but if you do not leave I will not hold back.”
He’s not in the mood to fight, especially against someone who looks potentially very powerful, yet he’s already mentally preparing himself for it. After all, this guy doesn’t look like the type to back down from just a vague threat, and when was Jack ever lucky enough to avoid a fight?
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