[Future set] Found a job!
[Messaging back]
Really? That’s … er, that’s great, Ulric. [Not sure what else to say. He wasn’t happy about the whole idea of Ulric going back in time in the first place, and hoped he’d get it out out of his system quickly and come home. Now it seems that’s not going to happen.] So what’s the job?
[Return message]
Yeah, really. [That hesitance wasn’t really a good sign, one that makes him hold onto his computer mouse a little tighter, but he continues on.] I’m actually getting paid to play! And it’s not just going down to the park and having people drop bills in my case, it’s actual work.
[Despite his worries, he is proud when he hears that. Jack knows all too well how hard it is to make a living through art, and the news that his son is succeeding in doing so is wonderful, even if it’s happening in another time and place.] Oh. Oh, that’s great! [From his tone, he means it this time] So where are you going to be working? At a club, or with a group, or what?
Jack Maple 