Jack heard the morning racket from behind his shut eyes causing him to mumble incoherently while he decided if staying inside was worth the hell he'd get later for it. It took a couple minutes before he relented and started to get up, he was a light sleeper but enjoyed getting it once in awhile which was hard for him. Sure they were given all the necessities or more but he hadn't exactly come in without a struggle which he was sure had made him a prime target for surveillance especially given his power and heritage which took away a great deal of credibility from him. After all who would really trust someone who could force someone to do practically anything within reason while revealing the worst of them should it go for long enough? Hell he probably seemed like the perfect stereotyped villain at first with his "gift" though admittedly it did have its uses like getting information out of people or just getting people to listen and act on when he spoke but around here there was rarely a point in exercising it. However, he admitted it certainly could have been worse because they could have just decided to separate him from the pack.

Jack realized he had been tuned out for a little just thinking, something of habit he had developed not willing to give up information so easily and certainly not out loud, and got himself washed up and dressed in a gray, long-sleeved T-shirt with tan pants. He figured getting over to the mall quickly wouldn't be too difficult what with breakfast taking precedence in his mind now that his stomach had started protesting so he began to jog over scanning around him as he did so. There wasn't a day he could remember being the first to get up but honestly he could care less about it just like how long he had been here which to him really didn't matter as long as the damn barrier was up. On the bright side his job was hardly challenging just having to make sure the bowling alley was running properly and playing the occasional game here or there to pass the time while he thought about ways to get out. Then against there were few times when he wasn't considering possible ways to get out but the staff never let him get close probably out of precautions Dawson had taken when she realized what the man was capable of if he got the chance.

[i]Should be thinking about what to eat probably...oh well.[/i] Jack thought lazily reminding himself the reason he was heading over to the mall in the first place.